"You mean—" said Cymmuntun, "Isn't this a phone call for someone I know, but more like some kind of codeword connector?"

"Yes, director." Tong Xueyong said, "I think so."

He looked at Cymmuntun, "In addition, if you want to say something suspicious, there is another point..."

"Tell me." Dingmutun glanced at Tong Xueyong in surprise and said.

This person has always been a competition with Li Cuiqun, so of course, he can't say that. To be precise, Tong Xueyong is at the Shanghai headquarters, and he is under Li Cuiqun's work.

This is the first time he has had direct contact with Tong Xueyong, who is worthy of being the deputy stationmaster of the Hongdang South City Transportation Station, and is indeed quite capable.

Tingmutun himself was born in the Red Party. Although he was quite ashamed of his background in the Red Party, he admitted in his heart that the Red Party was indeed quite talented.

"Maybe it can't be said to be a suspicious point, but it's a bit strange." Tong Xueyong said carefully, "According to what we have mastered, Cheng Qianfan once studied at the Central Army Officer's School, and should be more familiar with the streets and alleys of Nanjing, at least he is very familiar with the surroundings of Central Army Officer's School."

He paused for a moment and continued, "From the Little Red Building at the back door of the Model Prison to Yihe Road. According to Ai Heng, his subordinate, he took the road to the Chinese Girls' School nearest, but the rickshaw driver took the Huangnigang."

He frowned and said, "This coachman charges the car fee for the trip, not a single price. This is obviously a detour and charges more money. Since Cheng Qianfan is familiar with this route, he will naturally see that the coachman takes a detour, but he has no reaction and seems to have not seen this."

"It's indeed a bit strange." Chronicon nodded and said, "But, could it be Cheng Qianfan who asked the coachman to leave Huangnigang?"

He thought, "Walking on the Huangnigang line, I happened to pass by the gate of the Central Army Officers University. Is Cheng Qianfan going to take a look at his alma mater?"

"This..." Tong Xueyong frowned, then showed a look of shame. "The point you said is indeed possible. It was because my subordinates had omitted it. I did not interrogate the coachman. I will ask it clearly later."

"Well." Tingmutun nodded, "No matter what, that phone call is always a bit unreasonable, so check it out."

"yes!"

"And this-" Dingmutun pointed to the phone record, "This person, Pang Yuanju, is this name these three words? The name needs to be clarified."

"Yes." Tong Xueyong said quickly, "I arranged someone to go to the test."

"It's not just about checking Cheng Qianfan, but about both ends." said Dingmutun, "Manager Pang also needs to check."

He told Tong Xueyong, "Compared with Cheng Qianfan's 'outsider' who just came from Shanghai, this ideal car dealer and Pang Yuanju are local, so there are more clues to it if you look up."

"Yes, Director, you are right." Tong Xue said in a state of contemplation.

This is not a hypocritical compliment, nor is he a person who makes things easier by his mouth. Dingmutun is indeed a big figure in the special agent system that spans the Red Party, the Kuomintang, and the Wang family. He is indeed quite capable.

...

Cheng Qianfan sat in the rickshaw seat, leaning back, and looking at the surrounding scenery quite comfortably.

Because there were suddenly dark clouds in the sky, it seemed to be cloudy and raining.

Without the sun, Cheng Qianfan let the coachman fall from the carport.

"How could he be in Nanjing?" A man accidentally glanced at the roadside at the second floor of a teahouse on the side of the road, and his eyes were attracted by the handsome passenger, and he immediately spoke in surprise.

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