"Hello."
"Chief Zuo, I, Mr. Yang from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, heard that you recently solved a major case. Congratulations."
A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face. It turned out to be Section Chief Yang. I heard that he and Deputy Director Bai did a good job in promoting the New Life Movement and made a lot of money. Why did he think of contacting him today?
He then joked: "Brother Yang, you and Lao Bai are going to make a fortune. Are you marrying your second concubine, or are you moving to a new house and want to treat your brothers to dinner? I didn't say, Zuo will definitely be there."
Section Chief Yang on the other end of the phone smiled very proudly: "Haha, Section Chief Zuo, don't worry, I have your share. I really called you to invite you to a banquet. Lao Bai and I are hosting, and you are the only one invited. "
Zuo Zhong understood that they were frightened by the incident at the East Asia Club and the hospital, especially Lao Bai. He wouldn't have one of his men trapped in it again, so he should have a relationship with Xu Enzeng.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Well, brother has been busy with official duties recently. The East Asia Club case has been implicated in many areas, such as the Jinling police system. We are preparing for a large-scale purge operation."
"Bang."
There was a sound on the other end of the phone, as if two heads hit each other, and someone was whispering there. Zuo Zhong almost laughed out loud and quickly covered his mouth. This was going to be a good deal.
After a while, Section Chief Yang spoke, with a hint of pain in his voice: "To be honest, it's mainly because Lao Bai wants to invite you this time. We are all good friends, can you give me some face?"
Zuo Zhong smiled and rubbed his chin, and said in an awkward tone: "Now is a sensitive time. Logically speaking, I shouldn't accept the banquet, but Lao Yang said, well, tell me the time and place."
"Thank you, Chief Zuo. It's six o'clock tomorrow night. See you at Dehe Tower. Lao Bai and I will be waiting for you at the door." Chief Yang's tone was much more relaxed, and he was obviously afraid of being disgraced.
Zuo Chongen grunted: "Tell Lao Bai for me. Tell him that I like the local specialties from his hometown very much. Hahaha, let him prepare more this time, and I will get a share of it."
"Okay, okay, bye."
"goodbye."
Zuo Zhong hung up the phone, stood up and walked around the office, humming to himself, "There is such a beautiful thing in the world," and the drug case was meant to be handled in a low-key manner, not to involve any involvement.
Even if Lao Bai did nothing, the matter would not be traced to him. It was estimated that this guy had something up his sleeve, and he might have even accepted his filial piety, so he urgently asked Section Chief Yang to plead for mercy.
Do you want to make it clear? Zuo Zhong felt that he wanted to teach Bai Wenzhi a profound lesson, lest this guy collect money that he shouldn't receive in the future and promote people who shouldn't be promoted. He was doing a good deed.
Besides, Section Chief Yang hung up the phone and sighed: "Director Bai, you just heard it, fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise the Secret Service would launch a purge operation, and you would not be able to escape the blame."
Bai Wenzhi wiped the sweat from his head: "It's really unlucky for me. The Japanese are such bastards. They bribed everyone in the police station, but the director is mine. Alas, this is a bad year."
Section Chief Yang nodded and said disdainfully that the director is yours. He must have received some dirty money. If it weren't for the fact that you still have some foundation, I wouldn't want to get involved in this kind of thing. It's bad luck.
On the surface, he advised: "Director Bai must not be stingy this time. By the way, what is the local specialty that Section Chief Zuo mentioned? Director Bai, where is your hometown? Yang also wants... .”
Bai Wenzhi suddenly stood up: "Haha, I just remembered that I have some official business to do, so Bai will leave first. I'll see you tomorrow. Brothers, I will remember what happened today and I will prepare generous gifts for you tomorrow."
After saying that, he hurried away. Section Chief Yang smiled coldly. He was really greedy for money. He collected a lot of money from various pharmacies in Jinling, and now he was not willing to spit out even a little bit.
"Don't blame me for being unkind." Section Chief Yang muttered to himself, then answered another phone call with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Section Chief Zuo."
No one knows what Zuo Zhong discussed with Section Chief Yang. Anyway, at the end of the dinner the next night, Director Bai's face looked ugly. If this continues, he will have to sell his house.
The last time it was a sum of souvenirs, this time it was dozens of souvenirs. The hard currency that Bai Wenzhi had accumulated for many years was wiped out by Zuo Zhong. He had worked hard and corruptly, and all the money was taken advantage of by Zuo Zhong.
At the gate of Dehe Tower, Zuo Zhong picked out his teeth with a toothpick and said with satisfaction: "Brother Bai really spent money today. Don't worry, that director brought it all upon himself and has nothing to do with you."
After spending so much, he finally got a practical guarantee. Bai Wenzhiqiang smiled and said: "Secretary Shen is aware of everything. Don't worry, I will send someone to deliver those local specialties to your house tomorrow. I will never break my promise."
With a smile on his face, Zuo Zhong turned around to exchange a few words with his good friend Section Chief Yang. Then he heard a dull roar. Both Zuo Zhong and Bai Wenzhi were stunned. How could this sound like an explosion?
Before they could react, there was another loud explosion. This time it was clearer than the last time. Even ordinary people realized that something was wrong, and the crowd was a little panicked.
Zuo Zhong took a few steps down the steps and looked along the sound of the suspected explosion. The sky was red. It was really an explosion. He looked solemn. Was it an accident or sabotage by the Japanese? He had to go and see.
Bai Wenzhi walked up to him and his face became even more ugly: "Military dangerous goods, or a large number of dangerous goods exploded, otherwise it would not have caused such a big fire. Aurous Hill is such a troubled time."
Zuo Zhong narrowed his eyes: "Let's go. No matter what kind of explosion it is, you and I have the responsibility to go to the scene and take a look. I hope there will be no casualties. There has just been progress in the southwest, and we can't let anything slip here."
"Oh, let's go."
Bai Wenzhi's face was like black charcoal. Zuo Zhong's words made sense. Chinese people pay attention to celebrations and omens in everything. Many unrelated things will be connected together and have to be guarded against.
Section Chief Yang saw that they had something to deal with and left quickly. This matter had to do with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but had nothing to do with the Department of Internal Affairs. He followed him to the scene. If there were three explosions, wouldn't it affect Chi Yu.
Zuo Zhong got into Bai Wenzhi's car and drove quickly to the scene of the incident. Along the way, vehicles and personnel from the Jinling Military Police Xiante had gathered, and troops and policemen of various numbers began to set up checkpoints.
As such a serious explosion occurred in Jinling, the capital, it was a matter of heads and official hats. All agencies responded quickly. Zuo Zhong even saw people in one place, which shows how serious this matter is.
"Stop! Which part."
Zuo Zhong's car was also stopped. A second lieutenant stood in front of the car holding a jiraide. Bai Wenzhi took out his ID and handed it over: "I am the deputy director of the Jinling Police Department. What happened?"
The second lieutenant did not answer. He held up the flashlight to check and compare it carefully. Then he looked at Zuo Zhong and asked Bai to introduce: "Chief of the Secret Service, I suggest you not to look at his ID."
Rumors about the Secret Service and the military in the past two days were abuzz. It was said that the Secret Service helped the brothers in the military fight against the Secret Service Headquarters. The Secret Service could be considered one of their own. The second lieutenant smiled and waved his hand.
"Let go."
"Thank you, brother." Zuo Zhong nodded to the other party to express his gratitude.
"Easy to say."
The car continued to drive slowly along the chaotic streets, but Zuo Zhong and Bai Wenzhi became more and more strange as they drove. Why did this road look so familiar? It seemed like it was the road they took to supervise their new life on their first day.
But there are shops and houses nearby, and there are no military police agencies or fireworks shops. Where did so many dangerous goods come from? Maybe it is really a case of vicious sabotage and something big is going to happen.
While driving, Bai Wenzhi complained: "I don't know what has happened in the past two years. It seems that there is no safe place in the world. There are explosions and shootings everywhere. I, the deputy director, am hanging around."
Zuo Zhong put his hands on the car window and ignored the veteran's self-pity. He carefully observed the military and police personnel nearby, and finally saw a bunch of spies. It was really a ghost.
Usually when this kind of thing happens, everyone is the last one to arrive and the first one to evacuate, exuding a loose atmosphere. How could he react so quickly this time? The sun is coming out from the west.
Moreover, it took more than twenty minutes to get here from the station, and the incident happened within ten minutes. Could it be that these people flew here with wings, and Xu Enzeng really became a birdman?
Zuo Zhong took out a cigarette, and when he lit the lighter, he thought of the possibility that Yiyi might not have arrived later, but had arrived long ago, and the explosion had something to do with them.
The main work content of the first department is to target the underground party. Just now Zuo Zhong saw their people on the periphery. The cordon was placed so far away, so the other party must be performing a very important task.
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Zuo Zhong said: "The rest is in (the author's words), right at the end of the article. If you change it during the day, the number of words will be the same, and there will be no extra deductions."
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A person has childhood, adulthood and old age, and I don’t think anyone would think this is unsatisfactory. A day has morning, noon, and sunset, and a year has four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There is no better way than this.
There is nothing good or bad in life, there is only a question of "what is good in that season".
If we hold this biological concept of life and live according to the seasons, no one except arrogant idiots and hopeless idealists will deny that life is indeed like a poem. past.
Shakespeare expressed this concept very clearly in his section on the seven stages of life, and many Chinese writers have said similar things.
It is strange that Shakespeare did not become a religious person, nor did he show great concern for religion. I think this is what makes him great;
He looked at life as it was, and he did not disturb the arrangement and organization of everything in the world, just as he never disturbed the characters in his plays.
It's like... But I know, friend, you have heard enough of my metaphors. Maybe you are willing to listen to my natural voice and unpretentious intonation, and are not willing to accept words wrapped in bright foil of fantasy, although, I can't Needless to say, you yourself like to play your weird tunes from a curved silver trumpet.
Getting your letter is like finding a treasure.
