"Woo~"
The car with military plates was speeding on the flat concrete road. Gu Qi looked at Zuo Zhong, who was silent, and felt anxious.
When they were picked up at the airport, the deputy director, who was always kind to them, didn't say anything. He got in the car and ordered the driver to go back to Hong Gong Temple.
Even Gui Youguang and Shen Dongxin, two old subordinates and old friends, didn't even respond to the proactive greetings. They were obviously extremely angry.
Having followed Zuo Zhong for more than three years, he knew the old officer's temper very well. The calmer he was now, the more violent the storm would come later.
Also, since the establishment of the Secret Service, no one has dared to ambush them except for the daring gang of underground parties and Japanese spies.
This is not only a matter of face, but also means that the Secret Service's control over Jinling has declined. This is a very dangerous signal.
If the intelligence agency cannot even control the capital of its own country, it will be empty talk about countering espionage and spying on the enemy.
Gu Qi was thinking about how to explain the attack on the investigators later, when Zuo Zhong, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.
"Lao Gu, how is Chunyang?"
"fine."
Gu Qi pretended to smile relaxedly and replied in a low voice: "I was shot in the buttocks. Dr. Ling performed the surgery himself, and I am recovering well.
The wound looks big, but as long as you take good care of yourself, there will definitely be no sequelae. I'm afraid my younger siblings will mind in the future, hahaha.
Speaking of which, this guy is also unlucky. He has been injured the most in the department. I don't dare to go with him next time I go on a mission. "
"It doesn't matter. Why should a man worry about not having a wife?"
Zuo Zhong slowly opened his eyes and made a rude joke. Then his expression changed and he turned his head to look at the other party with a serious expression.
Ranwen
"What happened this time? The message sent to me was unclear. There was no details about the case, and there was no information about the suspect.
As the chief of the intelligence section, is this how you work? Lao Gu, ah Lao Gu, we can't rest on our laurels.
The Japanese are about to take action. If a bunch of gangsters can't be dealt with, how can you trust me to leave important tasks to you? "
"Deputy Director, I..."
Gucci suddenly sweated profusely and was so frightened that he could not speak. He quickly clenched his fists, took two deep breaths, and introduced the relevant situation.
“Some time ago, the black market in Jinling was rampant, various prohibited items were banned repeatedly, and more than 100 young children were abducted and trafficked on the roadside.
Following Shang Feng's instructions, our Secret Service took the lead in the investigation, and the Police Department cooperated to resolutely destroy the smuggling and human trafficking organizations in the city.
Human traffickers are easy to catch. It didn't take us long to crack down on several gangs. The difficulty is that smuggling is prohibited because the water here is very deep.
According to preliminary investigations, most of the operators of smuggling activities are gang members, and the actual controllers behind the scenes involve high-level government officials.
For example, we have not found out the specific relatives of the Kong family, Song family, and Chen family. We can only say that this is not an isolated phenomenon. "
Four major families,
None of it is good.
Under their interference, the so-called golden decade was a joke. Zuo Zhong cursed secretly and nodded calmly on the surface.
Gu Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. When gods fight, mortals suffer, and there are some things he can't control. He changed the topic and talked about the specific incident.
"That day, Wu Chunyang led a team to perform an inspection mission at the Jiangbian Wharf warehouse. They returned at nine o'clock in the evening, with a total of three vehicles and 12 brothers.
When passing by an alley, someone blocked the road ahead with a truck. Chunyang realized that the situation was not good and immediately asked people to get out of the car to defend themselves.
Sure enough, the road they came from was also blocked, and about 50 gunmen launched an attack using Jin-made Thompson submachine guns.
The other party does not have uniform clothes, his speech and actions are standard gangster style, and his accent is relatively complicated, which can be found in people from all over the world.
Since it was an ordinary field mission, our men only carried short guns, and suffered heavy losses in the first 30 seconds, with 3 dead and 5 wounded. "
When talking about casualties, Gu Qi quietly looked at Zuo Zhong's face and found that the deputy director was not angry, so he continued.
"Fortunately, Chunyang put a light machine gun in the trunk just in case, otherwise they would have been in danger. It was a blessing in misfortune.
After ten minutes of fighting, the gunmen retreated, leaving only nine bodies and the weapons they used. The trucks blocking the road in front and behind were also set on fire. "
"Very professional."
After listening to this, Zuo Zhong commented, First of all, using tools and the environment to create an ambush site is not something that ordinary gangsters can do.
This not only requires a thorough understanding of the route of Wu Chunyang and others, but also requires checking the ambush site and even practicing in advance.
In addition, the other party left decisively after ten minutes, which meant that these people were well-trained and had dedicated people responsible for commanding operations.
Don't think that it is easy to retreat at a unified time. Ordinary soldiers and armies can be considered elite if they can follow orders and prohibitions.
At the same time, ten minutes happened to be the fastest time for the Jinling military police to be dispatched. Most people would not know such sensitive information.
Last but not least, the other party did not forget to destroy the evidence when running away, which is enough to show that their psychological quality and tacit understanding are very high.
The shooter is likely to have a military background.
The problem is Wu Chunyang's whereabouts...
The Secret Service has clear regulations that operators are not allowed to take the same route during the mission. The purpose is to prevent being ambushed by the enemy.
Even if there is a spy here, it is impossible to know which route Wu Chunyang will take unless the other party has deployed manpower on all routes.
If this is the case, the energy of the ambusher is a bit scary, and he can actually mobilize such a large number of gunmen. His identity is definitely not simple.
Either have the right
Either have money,
Either rich and powerful.
Zuo Zhong couldn't help but think of the three families of Kong, Song and Chen that Gu Qi just mentioned. After thinking quietly for a long time, he raised a new question.
"Are there any clues left at the scene, such as guns, people, and vehicles? They couldn't have fallen from the sky.
By the way, where is Ma Tianchang? Caobang would definitely have heard about such a big thing beforehand, so why didn't he report it to the department?
This matter must be investigated clearly. You must remain vigilant against such gangsters who have no position and cannot be merciful.
Use it when it's time to use it, and throw it away when it's time to throw it away. You must not let the other party form a situation where it is too big to lose. Do you understand? "
"I understand."
Gu Qi answered respectfully, then took out a document and began to report: "The gun was inspected and was manufactured in Shanxi Province the year before last.
According to the serial number query, more than 1,000 guns were produced in this batch and sold to Guangdong Province, Zhejiang Province, Shandong Province, and Northwest China.
Due to the different management of firearms in various places and the administrative fragmentation, it is impossible to track the whereabouts of firearms one by one.
We also took photos of the nine gunmen who were killed and issued a joint investigation notice to Jinling and surrounding provinces and cities. There is currently no news.
Dr. Ling said that these people have thick finger joints and strong necks. They should be skilled in martial arts and have received professional training in fighting against blows.
Those who meet these conditions are only special groups such as retired soldiers, escorts, bodyguards, etc. The possibility of active military personnel is not high.
Because it is impossible to hide the mobilization of so many soldiers in Jinling from us, I have handed over the investigation work to Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong.
The truck was stolen by the other party. The original owner was a foreign company. The investigation found no problems and only maintained surveillance.
After the incident, the military police heard the gunshots and came over. They tracked the murderer to the riverside. The traces disappeared immediately and he probably left by boat. "
not bad,
There is no big problem with the direction of investigation.
Zuo Zhong's face looked a little better, but he thought that there was no reaction at all after so many days since the incident happened, so he said in a stern tone.
"Several brothers were sacrificed. The bureau leader was ordered to recuperate at home and could not come forward. Why didn't his surname Zheng and Zhang Yifu come forward?
Niang Xipi, everyone only cares about the black gauze hat on their head, completely ignoring the feelings of their colleagues, how is this different from the same place.
No, not even one place is as good as Xu Enzeng, a fruit party scum who knows how to make decisions for his subordinates. I think they should just go home.
We are afraid of this and we are afraid of that. We are the Emperor’s confidants. If we lose our people, the Chairman will lose his people. "
He can guess what everyone is thinking now. If a boss doesn't support his subordinates, why should they work for you? Just because you are ugly.
If it is not handled well, the military morale and morale accumulated over the years may be lost overnight. How will they fight the Japanese in the future?
Zuo Zhong looked through the front windshield at the gate of Hong Gong Temple not far away, raised his hand to fasten the style buckle, and said something pitiful.
"If we can't find it, then we won't check it."
"You mean..."
Gu Qi was a little confused. Just when he was about to ask Zuo Zhong what he meant, the car drove past the guard post and stopped in front of the office building of the Secret Service.
The leaders, including Zheng Tingbing, Zhang Yifu, and Li Qiwu, had been waiting for a long time after receiving the news that the Smiling Tiger was back.
Not only the heads of various departments, but also all the small spies without tasks also lined up in several rows, preparing to be inspected by Deputy Director Zuo.
When the vehicle stopped, Gucci hurriedly jumped out of the car and walked around to the other side. He opened the door with one hand and blocked the upper edge of the door frame with the other.
A few seconds later, Zuo Zhong, wearing a colonel's military uniform, stepped out of the car seriously. The three triangular gold stars on his collar were shining brightly under the light.
"stand at attention."
"Hello, sir!"
A captain in front of the queue shouted loudly, and everyone present saluted. Only Zheng Tingbing mumbled and didn't know what he was talking about.
Zuo Zhong glanced at him and Zhang Yifu, nodded to his men, and then strode to the steps of the office building to scan everyone.
Facing the sharp eyes of the deputy director, the originally casual people became quiet, and those who had ulterior motives had their hearts pounding.
But most of the spies were very excited. With the deputy director coming, the brothers' revenge would be avenged. With the deputy director coming, they would have a backer.
"Take a break."
Zuo Zhong was silent for a while and whispered back the order. After everyone took action, he looked at his watch, then raised his head and issued an order.
"It is now seven o'clock in the evening. I will give you thirteen hours. I will see the leaders of various gangs in Jinling City before eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
Bring me all the bosses, accountants, masters, thugs, and bosses who sell stolen goods. No one is allowed to be left out.
I don’t care what bullshit big shot they have behind them. If you touch someone from the Secret Service, you have to be prepared to die. Can you do that? "
"able!"
"able!"
"able!"
The little spies were all excited and shouted three times in a row. They had been waiting for this day and wanted to rush out to arrest people right away.
In recent years, the Secret Service has gained a huge reputation for catching Japanese spies and killing traitors. If they fail to fight back, they will really become a joke.
The members of the Intelligence Section in the crowd were also gearing up. Song Minghao, Gui Youguang, Wu Jingzhong, and Shen Dongxin were eager to try.
The bald man wiped his head with a fierce look in his eyes, thinking to himself that he could finally let go and have a big fight, which would be such a relief.
He had a very good relationship with Wu Chunyang. His brother was shot. Of course he had to take revenge. He had to give some people some color.
The most embarrassing ones were Zheng Tingbing and Zhang Yifu. Because they were afraid of offending others, they had to pretend to be deaf and mute and act like a coward.
This resulted in many staff members seeing them as if they were seeing transparent people. Not to mention saluting and saying hello, they would not stop walking.
This is what it takes to be an official,
What a failure.
Zuo Zhong pretended not to notice the two people with red faces, waved his right hand to signal for immediate action, and quietly called Gu Qi to his side.
As he watched groups of agents leaving the Secret Service and going to various places to carry out arrest missions, he took two steps forward and whispered in a low voice.
"Go find some underground party leaflets, and then find a black market warehouse to secretly put the things in. You should handle this matter yourself and keep it secret."
When Gu Qi heard this, he was stunned for a moment and quickly realized that since there was no evidence, he could create evidence, so he quickly promised.
"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."
"Well, go ahead."
Zuo Zhong smiled with satisfaction. Being an unruly official in the party-state meant being a traitor, and being a good official meant being traitorous even more. As for why he didn't talk about being an upright official, that wasn't important.
In short, with the underground party's gold medal of immunity from death, he dared to touch the emperor's relatives, and it was December 1936.
The bald man is in Chang'an these days. In two days, the other party will no longer care about these small things, and his opportunity will come.
