After all their efforts, the moment the three of them walked outside, Zuo Zhong took out his camera from the space and kept pressing the photo button on the document.
Fortunately, Yin Zuozhong had already turned off the camera sound, otherwise the crackling sound of taking pictures would have been loud, which would have been very lively.
In just ten seconds, after Zuo Zhong took the photo, he put the phone back into space and walked behind Dai Chunfeng outside. No one noticed anything unusual about him.
At this moment, Zuo Zhong felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. This was the first time he had experienced such an exciting scene. Even if he took photos of mistresses in his previous life, there was no need to risk his life.
Zuo Zhong had finished filming, but the result had not yet been negotiated. Dai Chunfeng was helpless and furious, so he could only drop a harsh sentence, "I will report to the chairman of the committee," and left in despair with Zuo Zhong.
Seeing Dai Chunfeng leave, Director Chen chuckled: "The guy named Dai is really domineering. I must talk to him carefully next time I see my third uncle. This kind of person cannot stay in our bureau."
There is also a meaning to this. Director Chen’s elders and the bald heads were brothers. Later, Director Chen’s elders were killed. No one dared to deal with it at that time. Only the bald heads came to collect his body. Director Chen and the younger generations of the Chen family respectfully called Bald Uncle Third Uncle. .
Of course Xu Enzeng knew about this and quickly flattered him: "Senate, how can Dai Chunfeng compare with you? What is the relationship between the chairman and you? He is just a villain who got lucky."
Director Chen smiled with satisfaction: "By the way, who was around him just now? Did you see the material allocation plan on the table? This is top secret."
Xu Enzeng introduced: "He is Zuo Zhong. Dai Chunfeng relied on him to solve many cases. He followed us out immediately after we came out, no problem."
Director Chen suddenly realized: "It turned out to be him. He must have caught Chen Jianzhong. Yes, but it's a pity that he followed Dai Chunfeng, haha."
Xu Enzeng knew what he meant, including the Wasp team, the sulfuric acid team that surveyed and mapped the map, and Nagano Satoshi's No. 1 snail were all captured by Zuo Zhong.
But these achievements were downplayed by Director Chen. If Zuo Zhong was Director Chen's man, Xu Enzeng believed that he would be at least a major, not just a lieutenant like he is now.
Returning to the Secret Service, Dai Chunfeng's face was gloomy: "Shen Zhong, are you sure of what you said before?"
As the saying goes, a dog will jump over the wall when he is in a hurry, let alone a tycoon like Dai Chunfeng. On the way back from the police station, he thought twice and decided to take action to teach Chen a lesson.
Zuo Zhong immediately assured: "Teacher, I have selected a group of special training class members and I will personally direct the operations. There will definitely be no problems."
Dai Chunfeng didn't speak, just sat there and nodded.
Zuo Zhong returned to the Intelligence Department and directly called Wu Chunyang. In addition to having a life-long friendship with him, he also had the strictest mouth, so he was a suitable candidate for execution.
As for the others, Song Minghao's mouth is as good as the waistband of his cotton trousers. Gui Youguang is too utilitarian and is fine for office work, but not suitable for this kind of private work.
"Chunyang, please help me select a group of people. They must be members of the special training class. They must have accurate marksmanship and good movement skills. It is best to have young and old people in the family, and those who are married are preferred."
Hearing what Zuo Zhong said, Wu Chunyang was not surprised. He thought that he was going to implement some dangerous plan. He thought about it as required and then reported his name. There were almost a dozen people.
Based on his own memory, Zuo Zhong felt that the candidate mentioned by Wu Chunyang was very suitable. In addition, he wanted to explain clearly to Wu Chunyang to see what he thought and whether he was willing to be in the same boat.
"Chunyang, let me tell you the truth. This operation is very special. It can be said to be for the office, or it can be said to be for us personally. Are you willing to participate?"
Wu Chunyang didn't understand what Zuo Zhong meant, but if Zuo Zhong hadn't saved him, he would have been killed by a gunman long ago, let alone now become the chief of the Secret Letters Unit. How could he have saved his life and promoted him? No.
"Section Chief, you saved my life. You can do whatever you say."
Zuo Zhong stood up and patted his shoulder: "Okay, now the bureau is deducting the funds from our second office and not even rationing gasoline. Chen and Xu Enzeng opened a cigarette shop in Jinling, and we went to clean it up!" "
"yes!"
Director, it sounds scary, but the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. He, Wu Chunyang, is from the second division, so naturally he has to listen to his superiors. He just cleans a cigarette shop and treats it as a crime for the people.
That night, the largest opium den in Jinling City was attacked.
The murderer climbed over the wall into the opium den's vault in the middle of the night, killed more than a dozen thugs, and stole a huge amount of cash, totaling nearly 100,000 U.S. dollars. Several tons of cigarettes stored in the opium den were set on fire by the murderer.
There were no survivors at the scene. After investigating the scene, the Jinling Police Department determined that the murderer should be a gangster. Although he was ruthless, his shooting skills were poor, and the victims were not killed with one shot.
Jinling City was heavily guarded that day, and all persons entering and exiting were strictly inspected. Unfortunately, the search yielded no results, and the murderer disappeared without a trace with the wealth.
The leader of the Jianghu Hui Party whom the Jinling police said was in the Secret Service at this time, Zuo Zhong walked into Dai Chunfeng's office carrying a heavy leather bag. As soon as he saw him coming, Dai Chunfeng's face lit up and he quickly closed the door.
"Shen Zhong, well done! Hahaha, Chen should be feeling distressed now."
Zuo Zhong did not get carried away, and calmly reported last night's actions to Dai Chunfeng: "Virgo, we took away nothing but the cash, and the smoke was also burned by a fire."
Of course Dai Chunfeng knew the reason: "If you break it, it will break. Those jewels cannot be moved. They are difficult to remove and leave traces easily. The smoke and soil are of no use to us. Just burn them."
"The teacher is wise, and the students think so too." After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he put his wallet on the table and took out the piles of cash inside.
Dai Chunfeng is not interested in money now. He is afraid that the matter will be leaked. In fact, after Zuo Zhong left yesterday, he felt a little regretful and felt that he had acted out of impulse.
"How is the hand and tail handled? Is anyone injured?"
"They are all ordinary thugs. None of the team members were injured. The personnel gathered outside after get off work. The weapons used were old-fashioned Browning and box guns, and the vehicles have also been cleaned."
Dai Chunfeng had considered everything Zuo Zhong was worried about, so he decided to make a quick decision. The longer the preparation time, the easier it would be to be discovered. Just like now, who would have thought that it was the work of the Secret Service.
"Teacher, the property is all here. I and the team members jointly supervised it, and no one took any personal share. In addition, I made anonymous calls to several newspapers today, saying that the boss behind the opium shop is a high-ranking official."
"The participating team members each have one thousand yuan, you take ten thousand, and the rest is reserved for office expenses. Okay, I see how the surnamed Chen can block this crowd. Shen Zhong, you still understand politics."
Dai Chunfeng was 100% satisfied with this, he acted quickly and had no sequelae, and he was able to put pressure on Director Chen through public opinion. I am afraid that he will not have time to put on small shoes for himself during this period.
Zuo Zhong didn't think too much. His purpose was to burn the soot that harmed people. As for the money, it was taken from the people and used for the people. Zuo Zhong was also a member of the general public.
In the entire Secret Service, only Zuo Zhong's secretary, He Yijun, seemed to notice something was wrong, but she didn't tell anyone.
This girl has her own ideas and persistence. Zuo Zhong has helped her, so she will keep his secret strictly.
After returning home from get off work, Zuo Zhong looked at the document photos he took from Director Chen yesterday, and used a small notebook to record the place names, types and quantities of supplies and other information.
With these things, precious supplies can be obtained in the southwest, and they can even affect the frontal battlefield. Zuo Zhong felt full of accomplishment.
After finishing this, it was time to communicate with the underground party as agreed upon.
Zuo Zhong sent the text message again, and then put the phone next to the pillow. He had been patient enough after waiting for so many days.
Just when he was about to take a nap, his cell phone buzzed.
Finally called back!
Zuo Zhong grabbed the phone and saw a string of numbers displayed in the text message. Zuo Zhong took out a book and started to decipher the password. The content above made Zuo Zhong extremely excited.
"Comrade Qiu Chan, your information is very important. I hope you can pay attention to your own safety."
Finally getting in touch, Zuo Zhong almost cried. In this era, he always felt a sense of separation.
There were no familiar people, no familiar things, and except for the underground party, there were no familiar elements in this world.
Suppressing his excitement, Zuo Zhong started writing the message according to the password. There was too much information in the document, and he could only pick out the important ones.
For example, the storage location of food and arms and the strength of guards. The southwest will definitely need these.
For example, there is information about several artillery logistics camps. Under the current traffic conditions in China, artillery combat units will not be too far away from the logistics camps. After all, you cannot expect to use donkey carts to transport artillery shells over long distances.
In addition, the locations of all military stations have also been rewritten by Zuo. With these, the underground party can control the supply and transfer routes of the Fruit Party's army.
After typing these contents, Zuo Zhong felt that his thumbs were cramped, but there was nothing he could do. The underground party did not have mobile phones, otherwise he could just make a call.
After a while, there was no call back. Zuo Zhong was probably translating the call, so he waited patiently.
Zhang Anren was shocked by this information from Zuo Zhong. Only very important senior officials could have access to such an important material allocation plan.
It’s worth it, it’s so worth it, it’s so worth the risk of transferring people to Jinling!
Zhang Anren had not contacted Zuo Zhong before because the Jinling underground party did not have telecommunications talents, so the organization urgently transferred telegraph operators and maintenance personnel from Shanghai, and then established contact with Zuo Zhong.
After reading the translation, Zhang Anren felt that he still underestimated Qiu Chan's status. He could use the radio station freely and obtain such detailed information. He might be a high-level official in the highest agency.
"Send a message to the southwest and ask for instructions. Send another message to Qiu Chan, asking him to pay attention to safety and make protecting himself the most important task." Zhang Anren felt that Qiu Chan would bring him even bigger surprises in the future.
Zuo Zhong fell into a dream while watching the call back from the underground party. This was the best night's sleep he had ever had since returning to this era.
