Zuo Zhong was sitting on the bumpy car, turning his head to look at the mist-shrouded mountain city outside the window. Xing Hanliang's face flashed in his mind, and he was filled with emotions for a while.
Back then, he had two good friends at the Zhejiang Provincial Police College, one was Ban Jun and the other was Xing Hanliang. It turned out that both of them chose the same path. It was a twist of fate.
Recalling the time when the three of them were at school, he sighed silently. The two of them ran away happily, but they left him in the big dye vat of Guodang. It was so unfair.
But why did the other party openly defect? If it was really an underground party, they should have chosen to lurk in the Ministry of Interior. That would be valuable.
Could it be that he was exposed?
Looking at the vendors hawking on the street and the people haggling, Zuo Zhong saw the proud Xu Enzeng out of the corner of his eye, with a hint of hidden ridicule suddenly showing on his face.
Half an hour later.
Outside the original teaching building of East Sichuan Normal University, the motorcade slowly stopped. The Central Command and the Military Command were clearly separated, and they walked into the building surrounded by their respective deputy directors.
Taking people to a public station for questioning, it was obvious that Xu Enzeng did not want to expose the bamboo factory and was not worried about the news leaking out.
This scene happened to be seen by a little spy. When this person saw Zuo Zhong in the crowd, he was stunned for a moment, and then ran out of the yard quickly.
On the other side, everyone walked to the door of a room marked "Interrogation Room". Xu Enzeng stopped and pointed to the iron door and said to Zuo Zhong.
"Deputy Director Zuo, please."
Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang, who had come with him, glared at each other. Cooperating with the investigation and interrogation were two different things. The person named Xu went too far, so Wu Chunyang immediately raised objections.
"Deputy Director Xu, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to do this. Deputy Director Zuo is not a prisoner of your Central Command, so it would be more appropriate to find a conference room."
Xu Enzeng raised his eyebrows, did not answer the other party's question, laughed dryly, and looked at Zuo Zhong pretending to be sorry.
"Deputy Director Zuo, I should have invited you to the conference room, but the bureau is undergoing renovations recently, so I have to ask you to sit in the interrogation room first. I'm really sorry.
In addition, Xu has an urgent business to deal with. Director Mou will talk to you first, and I will arrive shortly. By the way, your conversation will be recorded. "
He said he was embarrassed, but the corners of Xu Enzeng's mouth almost reached the back of his head, and his eyes were slightly provocative. Even a fool would know that he did it on purpose.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
They are both acting talents in the government. Zuo Zhong responded with a smile, "You just say one thing and do another. Today I will play with each other."
After saying that, he pushed open the iron door and walked in with his head held high. Gui Youguang glared at Xu Enzeng and followed behind with Wu Chunyang carrying a suitcase.
After being glared at, Xu Enzeng didn't react at all. He turned around and left without hesitation, leaving Mou Zhiye and all his men behind, as if he was avoiding something.
Wu Chunyang noticed the other party's movements and frowned slightly, feeling that the other party was a little strange, but he stepped into the interrogation room without having time to think about it.
Zhongtong's interrogation room was no different from that of the military commander. It had an interrogation chair made of steel, an interrogation table with a lamp, and some torture instruments hanging on the wall. The lights were dim and the smell was pungent.
The only difference is that Zhongtong installed one-way glass on one side of the interrogation room wall so that the interrogation process can be monitored from the outside.
This kind of special glass invented by Americans in the early 20th century is expensive and can only be imported from overseas. Xu Enzeng is fashionable. He is worthy of being a top student at Carnegie Institute of Technology in Pittsburgh. He is ugly and has fun.
"Chunyang, go back and inform the general affairs department to renovate the interrogation room. This thing is good."
Zuo Zhong knocked on the one-way glass with his knuckles and gave a warning, then walked to the interrogation table and sat down, crossing his legs.
Mou Zhiye was stunned when he saw this. The man named Zuo sat on the interrogation table. He couldn't sit on the interrogation chair, so who was interrogating whom?
After thinking for a long time, he asked the little agent to bring a chair to the side of the interrogation table with a dark face. He sat down gently and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, Deputy Director Zuo, I am Mou Zhiye, acting director of the Central Intelligence Office. I have some questions for you now. Please answer them truthfully.
Do you know Xing Hanliang, Sergeant of the Police Department of the Ministry of Interior? When was the last time you met in private? I need a specific date. "
Mou Zhiye announced his identity, asked two more questions, and solemnly picked up the notebook and pen to prepare for recording, looking businesslike.
The two questions he asked were very provocative. As long as Zuo Zhong said he knew Xing Hanliang and had met Xing Hanliang before he defected, many things would remain unclear.
Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang stood behind Zuo Zhong, looking down at each other's actions with disdain and sneers on their faces.
What a joke to interrogate the deputy director.
Who doesn't know that the deputy director is an interrogation expert in the national intelligence system, proficient in communication interrogation techniques, and has pried open the mouths of countless die-hard spies.
If an acting director who can die at any time still wants to trick the deputy director, it is simply a trick. What does Xu Enzeng think? This is a waste of everyone's time.
Zuo Zhong did not underestimate Mou Zhiye. If he could become the intelligence director of Zhongtong, even if it was temporary, he would definitely be unique in his work.
If this person was really a loser, Xu Enzeng would not let him interrogate him. This would only make him lose face again in front of everyone, and it would be meaningless.
In short, never underestimate the lethality of small people. People at the bottom can do anything to climb up, not to mention the consequences.
Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong changed his legs and continued to cross his legs. He glanced at the one-way glass on the wall and said something to Mou Zhiye calmly.
"Director Mou, right? Judging from your age, you should have joined the Central Command just a few years ago. You must have systematically learned tricky interrogation techniques in the training class.
If I remember correctly, part of the latest interrogation textbook used by your Zhongtong training class is Zuo's case.
So without further ado, let’s get straight to the point. If Deputy Director Xu has any hats he wants to pin on Zuo, just tell him. "
Xu Enzeng ran away on his own, but sent a pawn to test him, so there was no need for him to be too polite, even if it hurt him.
The officialdom has its own rules. As long as he is not dismissed for a day, he will still be the deputy director of the major general of the military command. He is qualified to say this.
Hearing Zuo Zhong's taunt, Mou Zhiye's expression did not change, he put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and sternly warned, his tone full of threats.
"Deputy Director Zuo, because you are the chief, we are sitting here and asking questions. How about we change seats?"
"presumptuous!"
Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang shouted angrily at the same time. Gou Dongxi was so brave. He dared to say such words. Are they treating the two of them as dead persons?
The next second, the two of them walked up to Mou Zhiye together, ready to ask this guy to taste his fist and teach him a lesson.
"Chun Yang, there is light."
Zuo Zhong, who was behind the interrogation table, stopped the two of them. He stood up and walked to the one-way glass to look at it for a while, then turned around and stretched out two fingers to Mou Zhiye.
"Director Mou, Zuo has worked in the national intelligence system for seven or eight years. Over the years, I have only learned two words, and that is rules.
Do you know why your commander didn't follow in? Because he knew that such questioning would be fruitless, but why did he invite me again? "
Zuo Zhonghan looked at Mou Zhiye thoughtfully, shook his head regretfully, and then raised his voice again without waiting for the other party to answer.
"The answer is you. Let me guess, did he tell you that as long as you can ask certain things, he will support you regardless of other things.
Maybe he also promised you that he would help you become the official director after this matter is over. Well, by the way, he must have mentioned Minister Chen. Am I right?
But did he tell you that as the deputy director of the military command, only the committee and the Military Council have the authority to deal with me? Do you know what the following crime is? "
The following guilty.
Hearing these four words, Mou Zhiye trembled. Of course he knew what would happen. Going to jail was considered a light thing, but if he didn't make a mistake, he would lose his head.
But thinking of what Deputy Director Xu said, he was a little reluctant. There are several opportunities in a person's life to reach the sky in one step, and he must seize it.
Taking a deep breath, Mou Zhiye was about to give the order to the Central Command agents in the interrogation room to drive out all the military commanders except Zuo Zhong.
"Deputy Director."
Before Mou Zhiye could speak, a small military agent walked in from outside. He paid a military salute to Zuo and whispered something to Wu Chunyang.
After hearing this, Wu Chunyang waved his hand to let the other person go out, quickly came to Zuo Zhong's side, and also reported in a low voice at a volume that only two people could hear.
Zuo Zhong nodded while listening, and finally returned to the interrogation table and sat down. He crossed his arms and looked at Mou Zhiye for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.
"Mou Zhiye, a 30-year-old native of Yueyang County, Hunan Province, has a widowed mother at home. He has lived in poverty since he was a child but is extremely smart. He relied on the help of his neighbors and relatives to finish high school.
After graduation, he worked several jobs and joined the Hunan Provincial Party Headquarters Investigation Office as an investigator in the 24th year of the Republic of China. A year later, he was promoted to the chief of the investigation office, responsible for tracking down dissidents.
He has led teams to crack down on underground party organizations in Hunan Province many times and captured many important personnel. However, he never received a promotion until he was transferred to the mountain city at the beginning of this year.
I heard from the neighbors that you are very filial to your mother. I admire filial people the most, so I would like to remind you that it is not easy for you to get to where you are today. You must learn to cherish it.
My people saw with my own eyes your mother sewing winter clothes for you at home. What a kind and great mother you are. You must never let an old man with white hair send a black-haired man to you. "
He slowly reported Mou Zhiye's information and kindly tried to persuade the other party. As for whether the other party listened or not, he couldn't control it.
There are always some people who feel that as long as they dare to work hard, they will gain something, but the cruel reality will make them understand that to work out, you have to talk about the background and backstage, otherwise no matter how hard you work, you will be a loser with no future.
However, Gu Qi's ability to figure out Mou Zhiye's details so quickly was indeed beyond his expectation. It seems that the intelligence network of the two offices is getting better and better.
Faced with Zuo Zhong's heart-wrenching words, Mou Zhiye's eyes were slightly red, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were full of anger and fear, and he swallowed the order back in his stomach.
They all work in this industry, and he knows very well what the other person's words mean. When needed, the white-haired person can send the black-haired person to the black-haired person, or the black-haired person can send the white-haired person. The result depends on the other person's mood.
So how to choose? He was in a dilemma for a while.
At this time, there was a faint cough from behind the one-way glass. Mou Zhiye, who was in a state of war between heaven and man, suddenly woke up, came back to his senses and looked at Zuo Zhong fiercely.
