"Ye Jinzhong and the others were sent to Laohuqiao for solitary confinement. Wang Deyong sent them to any other prison and asked the prison authorities to take good care of them. This person will be needed in the future. Liu Gui and I will handle it myself."
Zuo Zhong touched his chin and decided the fate of these people. Not killing the Puppet Manchukuo personnel and Wang Deyong was not a sign of mercy, but out of practical interests. He could not kill people just for the moment.
Northeast China will be an important battlefield for intelligence competition between China and Japan. With so many children of high-ranking puppet Manchukuo officials in hand, they can be used to force the situation. Song Heizi is not the only one who can use them.
For example, if Ye Jinzhong is asked to do something outrageous and take pictures of locusts at the same time, will his father wake up and provide necessary help for the great cause of national reunification against Japan?
Yes, and it's very likely.
As long as they do not force the other party to die or directly oppose the Japanese, these smart people, who have engraved in their bones that those who understand current affairs are heroes, will be happy to shelter and cover the national intelligence personnel.
As for reporting, the Japanese are narrower than the eye of a needle. If they knew that someone had insulted the so-called Locust Holy Statue, would these traitors have a good end? You can't even think about it with your buttocks.
There is also Wang Deyong. His role will only be seen in a few years. By then, if we don’t bite off a piece of the British guy’s flesh, Zuo Zhong has the surname of the sailor king in London. In short, these people are precious resources.
After counting, Liu Gui, the bastard, was of no use at all. Director Chen and Xu Enzeng did not mention him when they came to supervise the execution, as if this person had never existed in the world.
Zuo Zhong thought of something, and asked with a sneer on his face: "Chunyang, I heard that the intelligence section chief of Division 1 has been changed again. Do you know his name, his background, and his past achievements?"
Wu Chunyang frowned: "I heard about such a thing, but the specific information has not been received yet. According to the rules, the file should be handed over to us, but so far I have only heard about it but not seen it.
Do you want me to call the secret service headquarters to urge you? After the file arrives, our political intelligence unit will conduct a strict review and we will never allow underground party members and Japanese spies to sneak in again. "
Zuo Chongshen believed that if things continued like this, he wouldn't have to work so hard to catch spies. As long as he focused on one place, he could catch as many spies as he wanted. This was ridiculous.
He looked at the secret service in the distance and nodded: "This is your responsibility. Find out the details of the other party, especially the past resume. It will not be easy for the other party to be favored by Xu Enzeng."
While they were talking, the car drove into the gate. After Zuo Zhong got out of the car, he was about to report the progress of the operation to Dai Chunfeng. However, Li Wei told him that Lao Dai had gone to Qilu, so he had to divert to the detention center.
Since the execution of those Japanese spies, the reaction of the puppet Manchukuo agents has been a bit big. Some people changed from lying on the railing and shouting to kneeling and begging for mercy. Some people tried to use their gender advantage to seduce the guarding agents.
The hat on Xu Enzeng's nephew's head was shining brightly. Not only did he have to watch his ex-fiancée show off her coquettishness, but more importantly, he couldn't do anything but stand on the sidelines and rage.
"Wu Xinyue, you are shameless."
As soon as Zuo Zhong walked into the prison area, he heard his eldest nephew scolding him. He immediately frowned and winked at the guard. The guard picked up the whip and walked over to help the other person remember it.
Don't blame others for being beaten. If you want to blame, blame your uncle for not being strong enough. It's been so many days, the files can't be found, and you don't even know how to give away some souvenirs. You've been in the officialdom for so many years.
He had no interest in caring about this pair of crazy men and resentful women. He casually glanced at Ye Jinzhong, who had a dejected look on his face, and then arrived outside Liu Gui's cell. This guy was quite tenacious and was catching Xiao Qiang for dinner.
As a professional intelligence officer, Liu Gui was very vigilant. After realizing that someone was observing him, he retreated into a corner. Only two green eyes could be seen glowing in the darkness.
Seeing this, Zuo Zhong sighed: "Chief Liu, you are fine. I didn't expect that you, who once held the power of the secret service headquarters, would become like this. To be honest, I feel very uncomfortable."
As he spoke, he patted his chest gently, as if his heart was about to break, then walked two steps forward to the iron window, lit a cigarette and placed it on the window sill, and began to persuade him in a sincere tone.
"Old Liu, as long as you tell who colluded with the Japanese and tried to assassinate the leader, we can forgive you and even reinstate the official. There is no need for me to lie to you now.
You know the shooting of Japanese spies two days ago. Director Chen is here, Director Xu is here, and they have not asked you about it. It makes no sense for you to keep silent, and others will not accept your favor. "
Zuo Zhong said that he believed it all, and it was as if he was a Japanese spy. However, this was the highest level of lies. After all, if you didn't believe it yourself, why should you let others believe it?
Liu Gui finally moved. After listening to Zuo Zhong's persuasion, he walked to the bars, picked up the cigarette on the window and took a few puffs, thinking about a question in his mind, how to survive.
Regardless of being locked up in prison, relying on observation and reasoning, many things in the outside world were no secret to him. For example, Director Chen and Xu Enzeng came to the Secret Service, and he knew about it that day.
That day, when the death penalty was mentioned, the agents of the Secret Service were neatly dressed in military uniforms and even wore military boots. Their actions and conversations were very formal. This must mean that a senior official was present, most likely Director Chen.
With Director Chen, Director Xu's arrival was a matter of course. Only with the company of his eldest cousin could this courageous coward dare to step into the second door. Zuo Zhong's words were partly credible.
Then here comes the problem.
Why don't they come and take a look? Even if they can't save him for the time being, they should come forward to comfort him, unless they have given up on the rescue, or they want to try their best to distance themselves from the previous relationship between the two parties.
There was resentment in his eyes. He had worked at the secret service headquarters for so many years, with no credit but hard work, and yet he was ruthlessly abandoned. Xu Enzeng, you are such a ruthless and unjust bastard.
If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
Liu Gui threw the cigarette butt to the ground, looked up at Zuo Zhong and said: "It was Xu Enzeng, the director of the Secret Service Headquarters, who colluded with the Japanese. His ultimate goal was to assassinate the leader and mutiny.
He once said that the party and the country are now deaf and mute in the face of Japanese provocations, the people's lives are difficult, and the country's affairs are in all kinds of difficulties. This is all because of the Chairman, who wants to use Japanese spies to carry out assassinations.
The on-site guards handed over the weapons to the Japanese spies under his order. Who knew that the spy suddenly turned his back and killed them? My poor brothers all died inexplicably. "
As he spoke, he beat his chest and started crying: "It's all my fault for being deceived by Xu Enzeng's words. Blame me. I only thought that I could save the country from danger. Who knew it would be like this."
Oops, this scapegoat was thrown away beautifully.
Zuo Zhong looked very serious and raised a key question: "You said Xu Enzeng wanted to murder the Chairman, but why was Dean Wang the one who was shot in the end? You must explain this question clearly."
Fabricating a confession is a technical job. First of all, it must be logical and must not conflict with the evidence at the scene. The bullet in Dean Wang's body has not been removed yet, which is a very big loophole.
Liu Gui was startled for a moment, then he immediately came to his senses: "Xu Enzeng once ordered that if there is no chance to kill the main target, then kill Dean Wang and then frame it to the chairman of the committee. Is this an acceptable reason?"
"How do I know if it works? You have to tell the truth truthfully. Don't ask me. Old Liu, you have to seize the opportunity and cooperate with us to crack this important case." Zuo Zhong was unhappy after hearing this.
"Look at my mouth, I will definitely cooperate."
Liu Gui slapped himself: "What I said is true. Because Section Chief Zuo left to protect the chairman of the committee that day, the Japanese spies lost the opportunity to assassinate him, so they attacked Dean Wang.
If it weren't for your vigilance, maybe something big would happen. Chief Zuo, you must catch Xu Enzeng, this bastard. He is the biggest cancer hidden within the government. "
"I see."
Zuo Zhong muttered to himself and continued to help the other party "recall" the case: "But Xu Enzeng is just the director of the secret service headquarters, even if he did something unspeakable, it is not his turn to be in charge.
So there must be someone behind him, a name, you have to tell me a name, otherwise the big shots above will only think that you are framed by Director Xu to survive, do you understand what I mean. "
"Yes, yes, Director Chen. Xu Enzeng is responsible for taking action, and Director Chen is responsible for cleaning up the mess. Director Chen and his brother are quite powerful in the party. Once the leader dies, the position of chairman will be easily available."
"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."
Zuo Zhong couldn't help but applaud, and complained at the same time: "Old Liu, if you had said this earlier, it would have been fine, and it would have saved you so much suffering. Okay, this matter is over. Come and record a confession with me."
Liu Gui's heart returned to his stomach. No matter what, there was finally hope of survival. But it was too naive for Zuo to think that he could bring down Director Chen with this confession.
He walked out of the cell uncertainly, not realizing that the usually heavily guarded corridor was empty. There was not a single guard. He and the smiling Zuo Zhong were the only ones in the long corridor.
"Old Liu, please."
Under the dim light, Zuo Zhong stretched out his right hand to let Liu Gui go first, while he slowly followed behind him. Step by step, the distance between the two slowly widened, and the shadows were swaying.
After all, Liu Gui was an old intelligence officer. He noticed abnormalities around him while walking, but he thought it was for the convenience of recording a confession, so he didn't take it too seriously and turned back to ask where he was going.
"Bang~buzz, bang~buzz."
The moment he turned back, two gunshots suddenly rang out, passing back and forth in the narrow prison area. The echoes lingered in Liu Gui's ears over and over again. He lowered his head and looked at the blood on his chest.
Liu Gui didn't understand why the Secret Service would kill people and silence them at this time when he hadn't recorded a confession or signed a bond. As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he fell heavily.
"Come on, someone is trying to escape from prison."
Zuo Zhong, who was a few meters away, put down the pistol in his hand, and shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, but there was no trace of panic on his face, and he walked to Liu Gui's side while shouting.
"why why."
Liu Gui lay prone on the ground and murmured, with pink blood foam coming out of his mouth. He knew that his chest had been penetrated, his internal organs were bleeding rapidly, and his time was running out.
Zuo Zhong squatted down with the gun in hand, tilted his head and looked at Liu Gui, then smiled, put the smoking muzzle of the gun on the other's head, and whispered a few words.
"Xie Jiuwen, Gu Lan."
"you..."
"Bang~ buzzing."
A trace of blood splashed on Zuo Zhong's face, which came from Liu Gui who was shot between his eyebrows. A breeze blew by, and the light kept shaking. In the interplay of light and dark, he straightened up and put away his gun with no expression.
So far, Xu Enzeng was the only culprit responsible for Xie and Gu's sacrifice, but it didn't matter. The recording on the phone would kill the other person at the right time. Zuo Zhong was waiting for that day.
"Section Chief! Section Chief!"
A few seconds later, Gui Youguang, who looked nervous, rushed in with a gun. When he saw that the section chief was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to the section chief, he would be in trouble, but what happened here.
Looking at the dead-eyed Liu Gui and the section chief whose face was covered with blood, the bald man hesitated for a moment and finally did not speak. In this business, you have to learn to put secrets and questions into your mouth and then swallow them.
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