Zuo Zhong thought for a while. At this time, the battle downstairs was basically over. Only the PPK gunshots from the Intelligence Department were left. He walked to the edge of the building and looked down. In front of the hotel, there were many Japanese lying in front of the hotel. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Wu Chunyang was leading people to clean the battlefield and count the casualties. The agents held pistols to cover each other, fiddled with the corpses on the ground with their feet, and shot from time to time to confirm that the other party was completely dead.
"Bang...bang."
Twenty more Japanese spies were killed. Dai Chunfeng must be very happy to get the news. He has enough confidence to compete with Wen in the ring.
"Those at the bottom, get out of the way."
Zuo Zhong yelled downstairs, then turned to look at Fu Ling: "Except Liang Yuandong, throw them all downstairs. This time I want to give a warning to those traitors in Jinling City who have both sides."
"yes."
Fu Ling waved her hand, and the agents carried the unconscious Japanese guards and threw them down one by one. Heavy impact sounds continued to sound, and Koichi Muraka's dream ended before it even began.
The muscles on Liang Yuandong's face twitched twice. He knew that if it wasn't still valuable, the Chinese would throw him down without hesitation.
Zuo Zhong walked up to him and looked down at him for a while: "Mr. Liang, we will change places to continue chatting later. I hope you can tell me all the information you know. This will be good for you.
Even if your crimes are heinous, as long as you show enough value, you might still have the possibility of survival. You are all professional intelligence officers. You should understand that I don't need to lie to you now. "
Liang Yuandong smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes, I don't need to cover for Osako Tongzhen. I will provide you with all the information I know. I don't expect to survive. It is enough to leave this world without pain. Please ”
After waking up, Liang Yuandong is very realistic. He knows the methods of the intelligence agencies. Under punishments that can melt an iron man and crush a stone man, no one can keep secrets. Sooner or later, they will confess. The only difference is the length of time.
The intelligence officer who confessed may be able to survive because of the exchange conditions, but in order to keep secrets, he will spend the rest of his life in a small and dark room. The eternal silence and loneliness can drive a person crazy.
Therefore, sometimes death is not a punishment but a reward. Zuo Zhong's expression was a little surprised. This guy seemed to understand it, but it was a pity that it was too late.
He looked sarcastic: "Boss Liang, please remember that your life or death is not decided by you. It depends on my mood. I can let you live, I can let you die, or I can make your life worse than death."
Liang Yuandong nodded and said nothing. The agents tied him up and stood him up. Before arriving at the interrogation room of the Secret Service, people must not be careless to prevent Liang Yuandong from committing suicide or dying together.
Zuo Zhong was very satisfied. Fu Ling was a good expert in intelligence operations. There were more and more talents in the intelligence department. Even if he was absent from time to time, it would not affect his daily work. This was a good thing.
At this time, Gu Qi walked out of the iron gate with joy: "Section Chief, all the Japanese who attacked were killed. No brothers were injured or killed. It depends on the results of the hospital. Chunyang there was handed over to Gui Youguang. We are here." The second time was a complete victory.”
As he spoke, he looked at Liang Yuandong and saw a look of defeat on his face. Thinking of how arrogant and domineering this person was when they first met, he sneered twice: "Why did Boss Liang become like this?"
Liang Yuandong chose to lower his head. He didn't see Zuo Zhong's disguise, which could be explained by his desire for profit, but Director Liu, who was full of petty bureaucrats, was also a fake, and he didn't lose unjustly.
I heard in the past that Shanghai failed many times in Jinling and thought it was because the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were not professional enough. Now it seems that it was not them but the Chinese intelligence personnel who were too powerful.
Zuo Zhong chuckled: "Okay, Lao Gu, let's take Boss Liang back, and I'll go to Renxin Hospital with me to have a look. Gui Youguang has been lying in bed for so many days. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to cope with it. "
Gu Qi also smiled: "Yeah, with his impatient temper, he probably has to hold it back a lot, but this is an exercise for him. He can't be engaged in operations for the rest of his life. The right way to do this is to engage in intelligence in our industry."
These words were very meaningful. Zuo Zhong glanced at him and knew that he was admonishing him. As an intelligence section chief, he had been conducting front-line investigations for a long time. It was indeed unbecoming and prone to danger.
Zuo Zhong patted him on the shoulder and turned around to walk downstairs. If he was given a choice, he would still like to work on the front line. The kind of job of sitting behind the scenes and strategizing and busy writing documents was not suitable for him.
Gu Qi shook his head helplessly, and quickly asked Fu Ling to escort the people back, while he caught up with Zuo Zhong. Zuo Zhong needed to decide how to deal with the members of the East Asia Club. These officials involved were a big trouble.
Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi got on the elevator. As the elevator descended, they could see agents conducting searches and registrations on each floor to prevent anything from slipping through the net. It should be Wu Chunyang's arrangement. This kid is very careful.
Gu Qi asked in a low voice: "Section Chief, how should we deal with so many members? If one member is not handled well, it will cause turmoil in the officialdom, and I'm afraid something will happen."
Zuo Zhong stared at the floor indicator light and replied: "If these people have the courage to join the East Asia Club, they must be prepared to be arrested. The Republic of China lacks everything but people, let alone people who want to be officials. You Believe it or not, if we get rid of the bad apples, there will be someone who will cheer for us."
Gu Qi frowned. He understood what the section chief meant. The current position is like a carrot and a pit. Now that the Secret Service has pulled out so many old carrots, those new ones will naturally be grateful.
But the relatives and friends of this group of members must hate the Secret Service and the Intelligence Section. They must leave a third of leeway when doing things. People who do not have long-term concerns must worry about the short-term. Isn't it too cruel for the section chief to do this?
He advised: "Chief, think twice. Should we only punish the culprit first, never ask for threats, and wait until the situation is stable before dealing with it? This can reduce the impact and we don't have to offend too many people."
"Old Gu, is belated justice still justice? They used the people's wealth and wealth to spend a lot of time and money to reveal the party-state's intelligence to the Japanese. If such people live one more day in the world, you and I are responsible."
After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he smiled again: "But sometimes bad things will turn into good things, and sometimes bad things will turn into good things. The key lies in how to deal with it, not only to convince the people below, but also to make the people above you feel comfortable.
After Renxin Hospital takes control, all the evidence will be sealed. I will go see Virgo. Lao Gu, I have to say something to you. If you want to do things, don't be afraid of offending people. If you are afraid of offending people, you won't get things done. "
After saying that, he stepped out of the elevator and walked quickly towards Wu Chunyang at the door. Gu Qi was thinking about what he just said, and was a little confused. Will bad things turn into good things? How? How to change?
Zuo Zhong walked to the door with his head held high. Wu Chunyang and several agents quickly stood at attention and saluted. He returned the salute: "Xiao Xiu, you did a good job this time. Chunyang, you continue to stay at the scene and take charge. I will go to Renxin Hospital to take a look. Hope everything goes well there.”
Wu Chunyang put down his saluting hand and said a little embarrassedly: "This is section chief, you have gone deep into the tiger's den and commanded properly. In your humble position, you just do things step by step.
There is no news from the hospital yet, but judging from the time, it should be soon. With the help of Japanese people inside the hospital, nothing will happen. "
Zuo Zhong inexplicably felt that it sounded familiar, and he warned: "Your task is not light, some people will definitely come here to try to destroy the evidence after getting the news.
Therefore, no unrelated personnel are allowed to enter or leave the top floor. Take the time to secure the key evidence, and pay special attention to the office of the club's fire department. There is Liang Yuandong's account book inside, so be careful about it. "
"yes."
"Well, Lao Gu, let's go."
Wu Chunyang brought a car to send the two section chiefs away. Zuo Zhong got in the car and pulled the tie around his neck. This thing strangled him, but Shen Dongxin's character was such that he could only endure it.
After struggling for a long time, the tie was still fastened around his neck. Zuo Zhong was so angry that he tore it off and threw it out of the car window. He took off his suit and unbuttoned the cufflinks of the shirt underneath, then lay on the car seat and let out a long sigh of relief.
He turned to Gucci and said, "Not all Western things are suitable for us. Our Chinese tunic suits are more comfortable. They show rules but don't restrict the body. There are no messy accessories."
Gucci nodded: "What the section chief said makes sense, but the Japanese like to wear suits. After all, they are all in line with the European and American powers. After so many years of persistence, the results are remarkable. Many people in the country think that we should do the same."
Zuo Zhong snorted: "What does this have to do with what you wear? Wearing a suit and tie is just for appearance. The important thing is to have thoughts. Without thoughts, even wearing a suit to sleep is useless."
Gu Qi felt that Zuo Zhong's words were a bit strange. The two had been cooperating for a long time, so he directly asked: "Section Chief, do you have anything to say that is related to this case?"
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The sun is indeed a bit big. If you squint at the sky, it is brighter than the sunflowers in the field. However, the wind blew from the hills and fields, carrying with it the scent of herbs on the earth, cooling the young man's heart. Looking up at the sky again, there are thick white clouds in the sky, like a camel walking slowly.
The young man walked to the well, which was an old well in the village. He took the clear water and drank it, which instantly moistened his internal organs. The boy grew up drinking the well water in the village. The well water in the village gave the boy a pair of clear eyes. The undulating mountain ridges of the village, the tall trees, and the hard rocks are filled with water that is constantly gathering and flowing underground. The water is filled with the crisscrossing blood vessels of the land. A well was dug, and the clear water was like a baby's eyes suddenly opening, and the whole countryside became vivid and bright.
In the village, men smoked cigarettes under the trees, old people passing by covered their chests and coughed, old cows returning home at dusk were being led on their way home, and someone’s mother’s long voice floated in the evening wind: “Dai Chunfeng. , come back for dinner, this is the summer evening of my childhood.
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