The Secret Service Office in Qicheng.
Zuo Zhong walked into the office building with the materials that Guo Bin confessed. The little agents passing by stopped and saluted when they saw the deputy director.
He nodded slightly and strode to the door of Dai Chunfeng's office. He immediately heard the roar from Lao Dai inside the door.
"What do you do for a living? I asked you to protect the "Xinhua Newspaper", but they burned the newspaper office and you didn't even catch a shadow. You are a waste. What a bunch of waste!"
Lao Dai sent people to protect the place, the newspaper office of the lower party?
I'm afraid it's surveillance.
Zuo Zhong pursed his lips, raised his hand, knocked on the door and shouted a report. The scolding in the room stopped immediately, and then the door was opened from the inside.
Through the crack of the half-open door, a team leader from the Operations Department looked at him eagerly, obviously hoping that Zuo Zhong could put in a good word for them.
Dai Chunfeng didn't treat the people below him as kindly as he treated his proud disciples. Even scolding people was considered a minor offense, and it was not uncommon for him to get violent.
Zuo Zhong smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, stretched his head and looked into the room, and saw Lao Dai sitting behind the desk with a dark face, even the disciplinary buttons that he had fastened meticulously in the past had been untied.
It's strange. Normally, the burning of "Xinhua Newspaper" has nothing to do with the Secret Service. Even if the surveillance personnel did not catch the arsonist, there is no need for Teacher Cheap to be so angry, unless...
His heart moved, he sniffed, and immediately smelled a faint smell of kerosene on the Operations Section personnel. He didn't run away. The newspaper office was burned by the Secret Service, and Lao Dai was acting.
Realizing this, Zuo Zhong waved his hand with a smile. When the scolded agent left, he quickly walked up to Lao Dai and made a report in a respectful tone.
"Teacher, the leader of the Japanese intelligence organization in Qicheng has been arrested and surrendered. As long as you give an order, we can kill all the Japanese spies lurking in the local area at any time.
Here is the list and information of Japanese spies. There are nearly a hundred people in total, involving many agencies of the party, government and military. This matter is quite sensitive. You have to make an idea on how to deal with it. "
He gave the words Xu Enzeng said to the famous performing artist Lao Dai intact, and put the file on the table, ready to appreciate the other person's face-changing skills.
"oh?"
Dai Chunfeng, who seemed to be angry, actually had his eyes lit up. He leaned forward, grabbed the document and read it. A smile slowly appeared on his face, and he finally slapped the table and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, okay Shen Zhi, your good news comes at the right time. I was worried about not being able to explain it to the committee. With this Guo Bin, the matter of "New Hua Bao" will not be so important."
As he said that, he looked in the direction of the door, lowered his voice and snorted coldly: "The Operations Department is getting more and more outrageous. We asked them to show off to the underworld, but we were almost caught."
Moreover, although this gang of bastards ran away, they left evidence at the scene. The dissident elements contacted some bastards who were just watching the fun and didn't take it too seriously, causing a storm in Jicheng. I was really angry. "
Such a simple task can go awry. Shen Zhi, you must care about our internal work in the future. The Secret Service must not become a second secret service headquarters. What do you think we should do about this? "
After all, Lao Dai trusted Zuo Zhong and chose to tell the truth. At the same time, he kicked the ball back with his big foot and wanted to hear his opinion.
"Teacher, what are the casualties among the staff of "New Hua News"?"
Zuo Zhong did not answer immediately, but asked a question. This matter was very important. If no one died, it would be okay. For the sake of cooperation in the fight against Japan, the underground party might not break up.
If the casualties are too large, a group of strong soldiers who have fought their way out of an encirclement of millions of troops will be regarded as soft persimmons. If nothing else, Chief Hu, who is responsible for "defending" the northwest, will be the first to be unlucky.
Dai Chunfeng knew what he meant and let out a long sigh: "What I meant was to burn the machine. I didn't want to hurt anyone, but Hong Shou was so upset that he took out the machine in spite of the fire.
This incident caused one person to be seriously injured and two persons to be slightly injured. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and the injured were not in danger for the time being. The Northwest Side has submitted a protest to the national government and stated that it will investigate to the end. "
As long as no one dies, we can discuss this matter.
Zuo Zhong's eyes rolled around for a while, and he said slowly under Dai Chunfeng's expectant gaze: "Teacher, the student thinks it's better to blame the Japanese for arson."
Lao Dai was very disappointed after hearing this. He thought his proud disciple had some good ideas, but this is what happened? If the underground party had no conclusive evidence, how could they attack the government?
He was also ill and sought medical treatment in a hurry. At this time of national crisis, when all parties should have joined hands to fight against the enemy, what happened to Shen Zhi even if he was resourceful?
That's all, that's all. At worst, he will take all the responsibilities on himself so as not to affect the reputation of the committee. With this responsibility, he will just lie dormant for a while.
But before Lao Dai could speak, Zuo Zhong spoke again: "The Japanese spy Guo Bin once induced his subordinates to follow him and get rid of him with the help of the party headquarters in order to destroy the relationship between the two parties.
There is oral evidence for this matter. Now that this person and his subordinates are under our control, it is easy to put the responsibility for burning the "Xinhua Newspaper" on them, and it will definitely silence everyone in the world.
The difficult thing is how to give ground. The lower party side acquiesces to this explanation. I think it is better to start negotiations with the other party. As long as the dignity of the committee is not damaged, it will be worth the price we pay.
This way of handling it will prevent people with ulterior motives from criticizing teachers, secondly it will stimulate the people's patriotic enthusiasm, and thirdly it will be good for the northwest. I don't think those dissidents will refuse to agree.
The students feel that the underground party is not taking action now, perhaps because it is waiting for our response. After all, if the morale of the frontline troops is unstable due to turmoil in the rear, it will not be a good thing for both parties. "
Zuo Zhong pretended to do his best to consider the Kuo Party, Bald Head, and Dai Chunfeng, and proposed a solution - to strive for reconciliation with the underground party through economic and political concessions.
"this……"
Lao Dai was stunned, yes, if the underground party really wanted to expose this matter, they would have disclosed the evidence long ago. Why didn't they do so? It was probably like what Shen Zhong said, and they were prepared to get some benefits.
After pondering for a while, he felt that without further delay, he had to go and report the affairs of the Japanese spy organization to the committee. Regardless of whether the higher-ups agreed to make peace with Northwest, the Japanese spies must be controlled by himself first.
Thinking of this, Dai Chunfeng told Zuo Zhong to wait here, and then headed to Bald Mansion in a hurry. Who would be willing to be the scapegoat if there was a chance?
Zuo Zhong was not anxious. He sat on the sofa and poured a cup of hot water. He calmly waited for the cheap teacher to come back. He was not worried that the bald head would go all the way to the dark side and insisted on fighting to the end.
If the other party does not understand the principle that cooperation will benefit both sides and confrontation will hurt both, they will not be able to sit in their current position. Besides, what is politics? Politics is the art of compromise and bargaining.
A qualified politician should know how to choose what is best for him or her. Many times the truth is not important, what is important is the outcome, which has nothing to do with doctrine.
An hour later, the phone on Dai Chunfeng's desk rang. Zuo Zhong stood up and picked up the phone. Lao Dai's voice came from the phone. The other party said that the bald man had agreed to the negotiation proposal.
Next, Dai Chunfeng will go to the Northwest Office on behalf of the national government to negotiate with the underground party to resolve the burning of the newspaper office. The Secret Service will be responsible for arresting Japanese spies and using a two-pronged approach to quell public opinion as soon as possible.
As for officials of all sizes involved in espionage cases, they will all be detained for later trial. Some suspects involving high-level officials must be ensured not to talk nonsense and wantonly prey on state officials.
Dai Chunfeng did not say what to do specifically, but considering that there is a saying that only dead people will completely shut up, and the arrest scene was so chaotic, it is normal for an accident to happen, isn't it?
"Yes, students understand."
After listening to Lao Dai's words, Zuo Zhong shouted back and hung up the phone. Then he turned the handle to connect to the safe house and said two words to Gu Qi expressionlessly.
"Arrests!"
Following his order, the wolf-like agents of the Secret Service rushed straight into the three towns of Jicheng, rushing into offices and houses to control the Japanese spies hiding in them.
Caught off guard, some Japanese spies were captured without a fight, while some directly resisted and were shot to death. Others broke out of the encirclement and exchanged fire with the spies on the streets.
Suddenly, gunfire broke out throughout the city, and sirens rang through the sky. Police stations everywhere were busy fighting fires, and the military police and the army were also on high alert.
The fiercest battle took place at the Army Hospital in Huayuanshan, Wuchang. Gui Youguang and several operators lay down behind a low wall, breathing heavily to avoid shooting from outside.
The target of their trip was a Japanese surgeon and the leader of the most elite "Moon" team of Japanese espionage. The other party was very vigilant and immediately relied on the window to fight back when he sensed something was wrong.
The other party got a Czech gun from nowhere, and used the open space to suppress them until they could not lift their heads. At the same time, they kidnapped more than a dozen patients and doctors, clamoring to be loyal to the Locust.
Facing the spies who were firing wildly, the bald man remained calm and silently waited for the opportunity. When the enemy ceased fire and replaced the magazine, he stood up, swinging his arms and quickly jumped through the open space and into the window.
After several gunshots and screams, he stood up covering his bleeding arm and waved outside. Lying at his feet were the Japanese spies who were still waiting to die. All the hostages were safe and sound and had been rescued.
In a short period of time, the Secret Service killed and arrested hundreds of people. Such a ferocious behavior scared everyone, and Qicheng fell into silence.
The protesting crowd on the street also quickly dispersed, fearing that Agent Gou would become jealous and not even let them go, and the situation strangely returned to calm.
That night, Zuo Zhong, who was arranging the follow-up interrogation work, was called to the cafeteria by Dai Chunfeng. The master and apprentice were sitting in the corner, while Lao Dai was eating and reporting the situation in a low voice.
According to Lao Dai, he spent a day grinding his teeth in the underground party office. The party reluctantly agreed to the government's request to "properly" resolve the dispute, but put forward three conditions that must be met.
One cannot allow the same thing to happen again.
Er used the best medicine and tried his best to treat the three wounded.
These two conditions are what they should be, especially the second one, whoever makes the mistake is responsible. Anyway, for the national government, it is not a big deal to bear the medical expenses of a large number of people.
What is embarrassing is the third article. The underground party wants to send a child to Shanghai through the channels of the Secret Service. The destination is a mountain city or the northwest, and they also specify that Zuo Zhong is responsible.
"Shen Zhong, look."
Dai Chunfeng took out half of the photo from his arms and placed it on the dining table. He tapped it lightly with his finger: "This is information provided by dissidents. On the back is the meeting place and password. Destroy it immediately after reading it."
Zuo Zhong took a curious look and saw a woman and a seven or eight-year-old boy standing by the lake hand in hand, smiling very happily. Judging from their appearance, they should be a mother and son.
The other side of the photo was torn off, and the hem of the man's suit could be vaguely seen in the corner. This was a family photo, and it was a family photo of an intelligence officer. The man was torn off to protect the other party.
In other words, the woman may have died, and the child is the child of a martyr. No wonder the party attaches so much importance to it, and must be responsible for it. This is probably the suggestion of old classmate Ban Jun.
After all, he is the person who knows the strength of the Secret Service best. Zuo Zhong sighed in his heart, quickly wrote down the connection code, took out a lighter, lit the photo, raised his head and replied solemnly.
"Teacher, for your sake, I accept this task."
"Shen Zhi!"
Dai Chunfeng was so moved that he burst into tears. He clapped his hand and said nothing for a long time. He was glad that he had accepted a good disciple. With such a subordinate, he felt at ease~
(The homonym does not mean that the author is neurotic, I really don’t want to trouble the editor to unblock it every day)
The outcome of the Japanese espionage case will be roughly explained. The next plot is a transitional one and won’t be too long.
(End of chapter)
