There are threats and inducements: "Old Zhao, there are many people in the Senate who are dissatisfied and opposed to you in the Hangzhou Station incident. In view of the current situation, in order to reverse the dissatisfaction of the majority of the Senate with you, you still need to be on something. Only by making greater achievements at work. [Latest chapter reading] To be more specific, everyone's opinion is on the principle issue related to the sexual life of the elders, and on the important task of satisfying the special hobbies of some elders. Above, Comrade Zhao Yingong’s contribution to the Senate is far from enough. Of course, brothers express sympathy and understanding for your situation. Acquisition of high-quality maids is also a long-term and meticulous work, but you have to hurry up, Old Zhao, otherwise you will be counted as If you pass this time, we won't be able to protect you next time. In addition, my requirements are not high. Chen Yuanyuan and Li Xiangjun must be kept by me. Don't keep the other Qinhuai Eight Beauties for yourself. Someone has already taken them. They’re booked, remember! Remember!”
"You bunch of scumbags who think about things from the bottom of your body!" Zhao Yiggong didn't even have the energy to complain, but he couldn't help but read these private messages, because they contained more or less political trends from Lingao.
He read every private letter carefully. In these days, he exchanged a lot of private letters and official letters with various ministries and commissions and overseas stations in Lingao: those who had some friendship would write private letters, and those who were not familiar with would write official letters. The content was complicated, saying Projects, talk about work experience, discuss plans... send them everywhere, not to see the results, but to see the attitude from the other party's reply.
Generally speaking, the response to official documents is very normal. For various projects that have been implemented, the ministry and commission offices have no intention of canceling or suspending them. As for the official documents sent to the overseas stations in various places, they also received normal replies. Jeju and Kaohsiung also sent consultation letters on the current gender, age and vocational skills composition of the refugees in Hangzhou.
However, Zhao Yingong understood somewhat. The closer the storm approaches, the calmer the sky becomes. From the private messages exchanged in various places, we can roughly get some clues - I'm afraid I won't be able to pass easily this time. It is very likely that he will be recalled to Lingao for a hearing.
He lit a cigar and walked out of the study. He did what he had to do. All projects that have not received formal approval from the Planning Institute and have not officially started have been cancelled. Those that have achieved certain results have also stopped expansion plans. He took stock of his performance and the resources given to him by the Planning Institute, and felt that the cost-effectiveness ratio of his operations in Hangzhou was quite high. Trade with Japan, purchase of raw silk, publishing and printing, refugee reception... which one did not exceed the task? Let’s talk about this trade with Japan, although there is great assistance from the peace veterans of the Japanese station. But if we don’t organize the supply of goods and shipping here, the Japanese station will be useless!
There are also raw silk and groceries supplied to Kaohsiung. More than 70% of the various goods to be delivered in the trade agreement with the Dutch are now supplied by the Hangzhou Station - of course, the credit of Shanhai Road is indispensable for this, but as an organizer and leader, how can I say the results? You can't just erase it at will.
"It's hard to be a human being, but it's even harder to be a person who does practical things." Zhao Yingong held a cigar between his fingers. Quite a bit self-pitying. After all. I am a high-ranking official, and I am hated by others for living in eight seats... No, it should be that I have not provided enough benefits to the soy sauce veteran. I am really a fool, thinking about how to earn meritorious deeds, but I did not expect that these meritorious deeds will mean so much to the soy sauce veteran. superficial. They will only see you if there is something of vital interest! It suddenly dawned on him.
In contrast, in Shandong and Jeju, under difficult circumstances, they are still selecting maid candidates from refugees and transporting them back to Lingao first. I foolishly immersed myself in educating refugee children and orphans - I am so stupid! Not only was he unable to get any praise, but he was also suspected of having the ambition to "establish his own faction"...
This is the time for creative and divergent thinking. Zhao Tong suddenly came and whispered a few words in his ear. Zhao Yingong's eyes suddenly widened: "Really?!"
The news brought by Zhao Tong was exciting, and Jia Le was captured at the sticky pole.
"That's right, this girl's father was sick and sent a man out to buy medicine. He was discovered by one of our guys in Runshitang."
Jia Le was very careful, not only did she not come out, but she also did not let her family members out - Hao Yuan had warned her that the other party might have mastered the shadow drawings of her family, and it would be easy for others to see them if they appeared on the street.
But she still underestimated the efficiency of the sticky pole office. Although the person sent out was not Jia Le's family, he was her neighbor. When the Niangan Department was investigating Nanxiawa, they put all those people who were close to the Jia family on the list of people to be photographed and monitored.
When the surveillance people discovered that she had been buying medicine at Runshitang for several days in a row, but no one in her family was sick at all, Zhao Tong immediately sent a team to track her whereabouts, and found that she was in a private house with People meet and exchange medicines, money and goods.
Zhao Tong was secretly surprised, because this approach was exactly the same as the secret working skills he had heard taught by the elders when he was receiving training in Lingao. Except for people from the Foreign Intelligence Service, no one in the Ming Dynasty knew this method.
If it were not for the sticky pole office to operate on its own, it would be impossible to keep an eye on this fleeting opportunity just by relying on the government offices or the "city foxes and community rats" in the city.
He immediately arranged for people to monitor the area around the traffic station, and finally spotted the courier who was picking up the items, and then found where Jia Le was hiding.
But subsequent investigation revealed that Hao Yuan was not here, only Jia Le and her family were here.
Without further ado, in order to find Hao Yuan's whereabouts as soon as possible, Niangan Chu did not hesitate to raid the house at night and captured Jia Le's family.
Although he failed to catch Hao Yuan, catching Jia Le can be said to have given him a big breakthrough.
"Where is he now?"
"The secret prison in the villa..."
"Okay, take me there immediately." Zhao Yingong put out his cigar in the ashtray, "Please ask Chief Qian to go too!"
Jia Le felt dizzy, as if he had passed through a long tunnel, and time had never been so slow. Suddenly a basin of cold water was poured on her face. She was excited and wanted to jump up. But there was only a loud bang, and his hands and feet were grabbed by something, unable to move.
She struggled to open her eyes and found that her hands and feet were shackled to a sturdy armchair. She tried to struggle for a while, but the shackles rattled and the chair remained motionless, as if it was fixed to the ground. A man stood nearby, wearing a strange double-breasted jacket and looking gray. There are many pockets on it, and the belt is full of various gadgets. The man was stocky and stocky, with his hair shaved into a buzz cut, and he looked at her expressionlessly.
This is an incredibly bright cabin, with square glass boxes installed in the four corners of the room, emitting bright light, and large mirrors inlaid on the walls. It makes the whole room as bright as day.
There was not a single window in the house, so it was impossible to tell the difference between day and night. Although it was summer, there was a burning brazier standing in the corner.
Jia Le took a breath of air, and her originally chaotic mind suddenly became clear. She remembered the sneak attack at night, the sudden attack. Before she could struggle, her face was covered by a wet cloth with an unpleasant temperature, and then she Suddenly lost consciousness.
She was caught, and fear surged up in her stomach along with a wave of nausea, causing her to retch several times.
The sturdy man looked at her contemptuously, as if he knew all her details.
There is no need to guess, the person who captured her must be Zhao Yingong, and this is probably his lair, Wanbi Villa.
Since the plan failed, she and Hao Yuan were separated. His men arranged for her to hide with her family in a private house in the city. According to his instructions, she and her family have always lived in seclusion and never left their homes. All letters and items are delivered through traffic officers.
I didn’t expect to be caught so quickly!
When she thought about what would happen if she fell into the hands of Zhao Yingong, her body began to tremble involuntarily.
It's not that she hasn't thought about what she will face if she is caught. Uncle Hao once warned her personally that once she joins this cause, she will not only risk her life, but once she falls into the enemy's hands, she will be tortured worse than life. torture.
At the beginning, she confidently said that she would never betray Uncle Hao. However, when the test was right in front of her, her body began to tremble involuntarily.
The man took out a red-hot iron chopstick from the brazier, looked at it carefully, and then gave her a meaningful look. His eyes were lewd and lustful, as if he had stripped her naked. Jia Le's stomach suddenly twitched into a ball. I saw him carefully inserting the fire chopsticks into a bucket of cold water, and there was a sudden hissing and white steam rising from the water.
"Is this Jia Le?" Zhao Yingong straightened up from the viewing window and asked Zhao Tong with a frown.
"Yes. The photo is right, and she admitted it herself."
"So young!" Zhao Yingong had never seen Jia Le, but looking out the peep window, Jia Le was thin and small. According to the standards of the old time and space, she was only eleven or twelve years old at best.
"Chief, do you want to interrogate him immediately?"
"Hmm, a bit..." Although Zhao Yingong was already very aware of being a ruling class, facing the execution of such a cruel "prisoner", he really felt a bit like a zombie.
"Let my people ask her." Qian Shuixie looked at it and said.
"This, old money, is not my Holy Mother. This, this, should we still adopt the attitude of treating diseases and saving people..."
Qian Shuixie laughed: "I heard that it's not common for you to beat up the female workers and maids in the villa? Why are you suddenly showing affection for her now?" He patted Zhao Yingong on the shoulder, "Don't worry, our special investigation team has a dedicated A quick interrogation course that won't cause bloodshed." He pointed to his chest, "The most important thing is to attack the heart, she is a little girl, she doesn't have a strong belief." (To be continued...)
