"Xiaowu, you come to my place in the car right away. I have something to ask you." After breakfast, Tang Cheng was practicing boxing in the yard when his training was interrupted by the ringing of the phone in the living room. The caller was Zhang Jianghe, who had returned to the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Division. Zhang Jianghe, who had returned to the Nanjing headquarters for three days, did not immediately receive a transfer order to Chongqing. In the past few days, he had only followed the orders of the director of the department to treat himself in Shanghai. Make a written report on the trip.
Zhang Jianghe called Tang Cheng who was at home early in the morning just to report something. He didn't know whether it was appropriate to mention Hans in his report. Regarding Hans' identity, Zhang Jianghe had already made a guess in his mind. He was not Bai Zhanshan, and he really thought that Hans was just a foreign businessman with some connections in Shanghai. After receiving the call, Tang Cheng didn't waste much time. After briefly taking a shower and changing clothes, Tang Cheng rushed to Zhang Jianghe's office.
A few months after leaving Nanjing, the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Department already had a sense of things being different. Almost all the people from Tangcheng's original investigation team were sent to other places. With the entry and exit slip signed by the director himself, Tang Cheng entered the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Department smoothly. However, when he found Zhang Jianghe, he found that Zhang Jianghe's original office had been given to someone else, and the place where he now stayed was 1 The slightly dark cubicle at the far end of the building.
"Uncle, are they going to let you stay here?" He smelled a musty smell as soon as he entered the door. Tang Cheng had to reach out to cover his mouth and nose, and looked at Zhang Jianghe with an expression of disgust on his face. "You guys in the Operations Department are so fucked up! After all, you were also an old man in the Operations Department before. Why are you coming back after just a few months? These people seem to have changed their appearance? What are they trying to do?"
Tang Cheng kept rubbing the flames for Zhang Jianghe, and his words clearly meant to fan the flames, but Zhang Jianghe just shook his head when he heard this. "I said you kid, please calm down, please! I requested this place myself. It's quiet here, just perfect for writing reports. It's better if there are less people here, and I don't have to keep people coming to talk to me. The headquarters is not stable these days. , the best thing to do is to do your own thing behind closed doors.”
"That's nice to say. I think you are disliked by others!" Zhang Jianghe's explanation made Tang Cheng secretly curl his lips. "They also said that closing the door is the best option. If that's the case, why did you call me here? Aren't you afraid that if I come to your place, I will cause more trouble? With the little thoughts of those in your operations department, Don't tell me, you old man won't be able to tell."
Tang Cheng is not from the Intelligence Department, so he doesn't have to be as taboo as Zhang Jianghe. Besides, this is a conversation behind closed doors. As long as Zhang Jianghe doesn't spread the word, no one else will know what Tang Cheng just said. Before Tang Cheng left Nanjing for Shanghai, he went to see the director in private. Tang Cheng used the assassination of Kenichi Yamamoto as a bargaining chip to persuade the director to agree to send him and Zhang Jianghe to Chongqing.
Originally, according to the agreement between Tang Cheng and the director, they should immediately receive transfer orders to Chongqing after returning to Nanjing from Shanghai. But the fact is that the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Division has not issued a transfer order for a long time. Tang Cheng wanted to ask to see the director, but was told that the director had not returned from the trip. He had resigned from the Nanjing Police Department and could only temporarily stay at home. In short, Tang Cheng had already guessed that the director might have regretted it and was planning to delay it until he voluntarily surrendered.
If Zhang Jianghe hadn't called him to come here, Tang Cheng would not have even taken a step into the headquarters of the Intelligence Division. He was now focused on getting the transfer order to Chongqing. Tang Cheng's mood fluctuated obviously and he didn't want to stay here any longer. Zhang Jianghe had no choice but to tell Tang Cheng whether Hans would be mentioned in the report. Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng said it didn't matter. Hans's scope of activities was basically in Shanghai. No matter how far the Intelligence Office stretched its hands, it couldn't embarrass Hans.
"It doesn't matter, you can write if you want! To tell you the truth, I have actually been doubting Hans's true identity. Although Hans didn't tell me explicitly, I can see some clues from his usual activities. Strange. He is definitely not as simple as an ordinary businessman. There are many foreigners like him in the Shanghai Concession. These people are honest people on the surface, but in fact many of them work for the intelligence agencies of some European countries. Those who do things.”
"Although Hans is an American, he is not a pure American. There are many German-Americans in the United States, and there are not many people like Hans who come to China." Tangcheng deliberately used the word German After biting the pronunciation of the word, Zhang Jiang and Wen Yan's eyes lit up. When they turned to look at Tang Cheng, the snickering expression on the latter's face had already disappeared, replaced by a peaceful expression. The hint in Tang Cheng's words was not very obvious. He just used words to deliberately guide Zhang Jianghe. As for what Zhang Jianghe thought, Tang Cheng didn't care.
Tang Cheng was patient and stayed with Zhang Jianghe in that cubicle all morning to sort out reports. It was not until lunch time that he followed Zhang Jianghe out of the building. "Hey, isn't this Captain Zhang!" The two people from Tangcheng came out of the building and ran into a group of people. The guy with a ruddy complexion and combed back hair opened his arms to block him as if he suddenly saw something rare. Went to Tangcheng and Zhangjianghe.
"I heard that Captain Zhang's trip to Shanghai was not going well. I said it was all rumors before, but now it seems that those rumors are true. Tsk tsk, this is missing an arm, and Captain Zhang's all-round effort will be wasted. Ah! What a pity!" Da Beitou looked gloating and teased Zhang Jianghe about Zhang Jianghe's missing arm, but those behind him did not dare to cater to him.
Before Zhang Jianghe could say anything, Tang Cheng, who was standing behind him, yelled, "Ouch, whose crotch was not closed properly and you were exposed!" Tang Cheng had already been frustrated by the delays for several days. He was a little angry. If it weren't for Zhang Jianghe's suppression, Tang Cheng might have come to the Intelligence Division headquarters to cause trouble. Tangcheng couldn't bear it when this big guy suddenly appeared and started talking about Zhang Jiang and Zhao Le.
Tang Cheng's sudden attack made the big-backed man stunned for a moment. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately pointed at Tang Cheng and sneered with a ferocious look on his face. "Boy, don't think this cripple can protect you. Now kneel here and slap yourself until I'm satisfied, otherwise I will let you know my methods..." Before Big Back Head could finish his threat, Tang was Cheng grabbed his finger pointing at Tang Cheng and heard a scream. The finger on the back of his head had been broken off by Tang Cheng.
"Bang!" Before his face changed drastically, Da Beitou screamed. Tang Cheng kicked him again and kicked Da Beitou straight down the steps at the door of the building. "Grandson, my name is Tang Cheng, you can also call me Tang Wuye! Next time you find someone to set up a banner, be more discerning and find someone who can't offend you, but don't ever come to you, Fifth Master, me again. . To clean up a waste like you, I will give you one arm and one leg. In one sentence, as long as you dare to die here, I will help dig a hole and bury you!"
Tang Cheng walked down the steps slowly, squatting down in front of Da Beitou with a smile, not paying attention to the people around him who were watching, and stretched out his hand to slap Da Beitou's face several times. It wasn't until Zhang Jiang and Kazuya came down the steps that Tang Cheng stopped and stood up. He turned around and looked around at the people on the steps, and Tang Cheng spoke loudly. "Seeing that everyone is a familiar face, you should also know who I am. It is human nature to step on the low and climb high, but you must also see clearly who you want to step on! Before you step on someone, you must keep your eyes open first. , if the one you step on is a **, then things will go wrong."
Tang Cheng's words clearly meant a warning. Although this was the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Agency, Tang Cheng could freely enter and leave here before going to Shanghai. There are really not many people in the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Division who don't know Tang Cheng, and some people even whisper that Tang Cheng has a good relationship with the director. "It's okay if you hit someone just now, why do you say those words later? Be careful of getting angry!"
Tang Cheng and the two left the courtyard of the Intelligence Division headquarters, and Zhang Jianghe opened his mouth to speak. Tang Cheng rolled his eyes silently in his heart when he heard this, thinking to himself, why didn't you say this just now? Isn't it too late to tell now? The Intelligence Division prohibits internal fighting, and severely punishes private fights, but Tangcheng is not considered a member of the Intelligence Division. This incident that occurred in the compound of the Intelligence Division headquarters was quickly reported to the Office of the Director.
"This kid is just a monkey. He is born with a disobedient face. If it weren't for the fact that his father died for the country, I would have sent this kid into the army long ago!" The director of the department frowned when he learned about this. The people reported the matter to him, and he naturally understood what the people below meant, but he had other ideas about Tangcheng. Taking Tangcheng over such a trivial matter was obviously contrary to his idea.
After accompanying Zhang Jianghe to have lunch outside, Tang Cheng looked like he had nothing to do, and accompanied Zhang Jianghe back to the building to continue sorting out reports. It's just that Tang Cheng's beating at the door of the intelligence office building was reported to the director's office, but nothing happened. "How's it going? I told you that no one will make things difficult for me in this matter!" Zhang Jiang and Tang Cheng, who were sitting across from each other, looked triumphant at the moment, but in fact they were even more wary.
No matter how you say it, Zhang Jianghe is an old man from the Intelligence Department. Even if he loses an arm, not just anyone can be humiliated. Moreover, this incident happened at the entrance of the Intelligence Department building. At this moment, Tang Cheng had a triumphant smile on his face, but in fact he had been secretly pondering the inside story. He guessed whether this was a probing move by the director.
