Yu Xingle was a little embarrassed. The use of armed personnel in Shili Foreign Market was a very sensitive matter. If he was not careful, it would cause international disputes. As a community leader, he could easily become a scapegoat.
But there was an order from the top, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply: "Report to the Deputy Director, there are 142 armed action personnel in East China District in Shanghai, and they will be assembled within an hour. Please give me your instructions."
"good."
Zuo Zhong patted the armrest of the sofa: "Immediately ask them to wait at the Yokohama Bridge on Beichuan Provincial Road. Use gunfire as a signal. After hearing the gunfire, surround the target from both sides of the bridge, but they are not allowed to step onto the road.
At that time, my orders will prevail. Everyone will carry long and short weapons, and the bullets will be loaded. I just want to take a look at the training level of your personnel in East China. Lao Yu, don't let me down. "
Yu Xingle's expression changed greatly when he heard this. Beichuan Provincial Road was a road built by the concession without permission. It was the so-called semi-concession. The road belonged to the concession and both sides belonged to the Chinese boundary.
Therefore, this land is neither completely under the control of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, nor completely under the control of the Shanghai Special Municipal Government in the Chinese area. Everyone wants to monopolize it, but they cannot completely eliminate the influence of the other party.
This resulted in the concession patrols maintaining security on the streets, while the Republic of China police were still stationed on the roadside. Houses facing the street and at the entrances of alleys had to have concession house numbers nailed on, and taxes were paid according to regulations.
You can imagine how complicated the situation in this area is. Now Zuo Zhong has asked armed agents to go to Yokohama Bridge. If there is a conflict with the military and police personnel in the concession, he will have to go to prison tomorrow to count lice. .
Think twice.
Yu Xingle lowered his head slightly and reminded in a low voice: "Deputy Director, this place is a place where China and the Ocean intersect, both in the middle and in the west. Back then, both Beiyang and the government had negotiated with the concession to take it back, but there was no result.
If we act rashly, I'm afraid it will give the public concessions a pretext and an excuse to put pressure on Jinling. I think it's better to think about it in the long term and get approval from the headquarters."
"District Chief Yu."
Zuo Zhong raised his hand to interrupt him and said in a serious tone: "If we don't do anything, the foreigners will stop putting pressure. That's wrong. They will still find reasons to threaten the government. This is the nature of foreigners.
You are also a professional intelligence officer trained in the Red Russia. Don't learn the stuff from the officialdom. There is no room for double-dealing when it comes to stance. It's better to cause big trouble occasionally than nothing at all.
Isn't there a saying that a crying child needs milk? Besides, if you don't make any mistakes, how can the superior have the chance to beat you? You are as slippery as a loach. Over time, you will inevitably make Shang Feng disgusted. "
Speaking of this, Zuo Zhong gave Yu Xingle a meaningful look: "You have been in the district for a long time. If you cannot leave an impression on the leader and deputy director, your future may be over.
Of course, you can also put all the responsibility on me. After all, the Secret Service is a military unit. You must carry out orders. That's it. You can choose where to go. "
After saying this, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He no longer cared about Yu Xingle, whose expression was changing. He became more and more disdainful of this guy in his heart. Being too aware of current affairs is sometimes not a good thing.
In order to save his wealth and life, the other party jumped from the underground party to the fruit party. In order to secure his position as the head of East China District, he wasted his time with an attitude of not doing well. It is really hateful.
If he were to arrange it, this person might be more suitable for research work, such as setting up a chemical research laboratory to serve intelligence operations, and he happens to be very good at researching explosives and drugs.
On the side, Yu Xingle was sweating like rain. Zuo Zhong's title was changed from Lao Yu to District Chief Yu. It was obvious that he was expressing his dissatisfaction. If he offended the deputy director, he would be in big trouble.
Everyone knows that when Deputy Director Dai takes control of the Bureau of Statistics and Investigation and takes over as the full director, he is likely to serve as director of the Secret Service and important positions in the bureau headquarters, and he must not be offended.
Don't forget the nickname of the Smiling Tiger. Those who are targeted by him will not end well. Zhao Lijun and Tang Zong, the old men of the Secret Service, are still eating sand in the northwest. It is said that they will never want to return to Jinling in this life.
So Yu Xingle stood up abruptly, saluted and said, "Yes, I'm here to make arrangements now. I will bear the consequences of today's actions, and I have nothing to do with you, deputy director."
"Hahaha, this is the right thing to do. Don't worry. I, Mr. Zuo, never let his subordinates sweat or shed tears. I sent him to Yokohama Bridge just in case." Zuo Zhong laughed twice and patted his shoulder.
Gu Qi and others present winked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths slightly. Wu Jingzhong opened the door with great discernment and accompanied Yu Xingle out to make a phone call. The room became quiet.
"Old Song, Xu Enzeng informed me."
Zuo Zhong suddenly asked Song Minghao, and then said with a smile: "We are all colleagues in the same bureau. I gave him the opportunity to prove his innocence. I hope our Director Xu can seize it."
Because of the murder case of an Indian patrolman, Baldhead almost killed Lao Xu. Fortunately, Erchen didn't believe that his little cousin had the courage and came forward to intercede, so Baldhead was given some time off.
But if Xu Enzeng cannot find the murderer in a short period of time, he will eventually be unable to escape from prison and go to the execution ground. The other party will probably pay attention to the news from his side, after all, the life is at stake.
"I informed them in the afternoon. I told the other party that the patrol room found clues to the murder of the patrol officer near Lao Gu's shelter. As long as they keep an eye on the patrol room, they will definitely find the culprit.
The brothers who had previously monitored the No. 1 station reported back that a man named Xu received the information and personally led the team. The personnel of the No. 1 Shanghai Station were mobilized. It was observed that they all carried weapons and seemed to be preparing to rob people. "
Song Minghao whispered back, thinking of Xu Enzeng's thank you on the phone, a gloating smile appeared on his face. This is the kind of person who forgets to eat and not to fight, and deserves to be cheated by the deputy director.
"that's fine."
Zuo Zhong nodded with satisfaction and looked up at Gu Qi: "If the public concession wants to take the target back to the general patrol house, they can only take Beichuan Provincial Road, and we will start in the Huajie area halfway there.
There are many newly built residential areas on both sides of this road. Among the residents are many expatriates from Japan, Britain, the United States, Portugal, Russia, India, Germany and other countries. The source and composition of the population are more complex than in other areas.
In addition, there are 40 tea and tea shops, 8 woolen and silk cloth shops, 11 hardware and paint shops, 2 southern goods shops, and 2 fruit shops. There are many customers and business travelers, so you must be careful when moving. "
If it weren't for the sensitive roads in Beichuan Province, Zuo Zhong wouldn't have let the secret service headquarters take the lead. With Xu Enzeng in the lead, even if something happened later, the person named Xu would be the first to be hit.
There's nothing wrong with saving the other person's life and then taking the blame. It's a fair deal. He touched his chin and felt that he was really a good person, and his noble sentiments were sublimated again.
"I understand, Deputy Director."
Gu Qi knew what Zuo Zhong meant. If there was a fight with the patrol room, it would deviate from the original intention of the plan. It would really test the commander's ability to make things bigger without losing control.
He decided to have a chat with the personnel from the East China District after arriving at the scene to prevent someone from accidentally misfiring their gun. Compared with the agents of the headquarters, he was not sure about the ability of those people to deal with tense situations.
While talking, Yu Xingle and Wu Jingzhong came back. Zuo Zhong looked at his watch and said, "Hurry up and have something to eat. After eating, go to Yokohama Bridge and wait for the target. Chunyang has already led people there.
The old rules are that from now on we will act in unison, including me, we are not allowed to contact the outside world without permission. You are all old intelligence. There are some things that I don’t need to explain anymore. You can do it yourself. "
"yes."
Everyone responded and sat down one after another, silently eating the meal that had been prepared long ago. The only sound left in the room was the clatter of bowls and chopsticks. Ten minutes later, Zuo Zhong wiped the corners of his mouth and said something.
"Let's go, don't keep the guests waiting."
Following the order, everyone put down their tableware uniformly, stood up and filed out of the hotel, got in the car and drove towards Yokohama Bridge. At the same time, the people from East China District also started to converge towards Beichuan Provincial Road.
Looking back at Gucci's shelter, with the sound of toilet flushing, Takahiro Ikuta walked out of the toilet in a drunken state, turned to look at the clock on the wall, and frowned.
Dad had been out for half an hour. Does it take so long to make a phone call? This made him slightly uneasy. He always felt that something was not right, so he went to the window and took a look outside.
everything is normal.
The streets were brightly lit, bustling with pedestrians, shouting merchants, and cars parked on the side of the road. Takaki Ikuta thought about it with his remaining rationality and decided to leave here first.
No matter whether Lao Dou was delayed by something or not, as a Japanese consulate official, it is best not to stay in unfamiliar places for too long, otherwise it will easily arouse the suspicion of those colleagues.
After making up his mind, he quickly wrote a note and agreed with his father on the time of their next meeting. Then he walked out of the room, turned off the light, and staggered downstairs while holding on to the stairs.
If Zuo Zhong were here, he would definitely say to Mr. Zhu’s son-in-law, the car hit the wall, you knew you had turned, the stock went up, you knew you bought it, the snot fell from your mouth, you knew you dumped it, it was too late.
As soon as Ikuta Takaki came out of the stairs, his face was illuminated by countless flashlight lights. He was knocked down before he could make any reaction. Then someone shouted in surprise.
"Caught it! It's Ikuta."
Acting Detective Kuang Fuan heard the sound and came over. He grabbed his hair and carefully identified his appearance. He raised his right hand with a righteous look and announced: "The evil will not prevail against the good, this person is the suspect in the migratory bird poaching case."
"Peng~peng~"
This was the sound of a camera's spotlight. A group of reporters who got the news from nowhere surrounded the arrest scene. Citizens who didn't know the truth also gathered around.
With his head pressed to the cold ground, Ikuta Takaki suddenly woke up and struggled at the top of his lungs: "Baga, let me go. I am a diplomat of the Empire of Japan. You have no right to arrest me."
