In the deputy director's office, Wu Chunyang reported on the meeting between Xu Enzeng and Li Qiwu, and handed a report to Zuo Zhong.
"Deputy Officer, this is probably the situation. This is the address and the specific process of their meeting. I personally led a team to keep an eye on it. The other party definitely didn't notice it."
Zuo Zhong took the report and read it quickly, and found that there was no substantive evidence in one area, so he closed the document and nodded.
"Well, then continue to monitor, don't act rashly for the time being, and look for opportunities to leave images or recording evidence.
Without solid evidence, our Director Li will not admit it. Thank you for your hard work, Chunyang. "
The most taboo thing in political struggles is to act hastily and not to act at will without full confidence. Xu Enzeng has already set a negative example.
"It's not hard to serve the party and the country. I have to resign from my humble position."
Wu Chunyang was very discerning and knew it was time to leave. He shouted a slogan saying "No money" and turned around and opened the door and walked out of the office.
After he left, Zuo Zhong pondered for a moment and called He Yijun. He gave a few instructions in a low voice. Words such as "seat" and "nearest" could be vaguely heard.
After saying that, he came to the window with his hands behind his back and looked at the busy yard and the dark night outside in silence, seeming to be thinking about something.
The next morning.
Li Qiwu carried his briefcase and came to Dai Chunfeng's office in groups of five and six. He greeted Lao Dai's secretary Li Wei and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Hearing the sound of entering, Li Qiwu straightened his collar, walked into the room respectfully, and bowed to the figure behind the desk to say hello.
"Seat."
"Oh, it's Qi Wu, what's the matter?"
Dai Chunfeng asked casually without raising his head. He was writing something with a pen in his hand, looking like a standard workaholic.
Unlike other Kuomintang officials, Lao Dai seldom arrived late or left early when he entered the intelligence system. When he was busy, he often stayed up for days and nights without sleeping.
It is because of this diligence that he can gain someone's appreciation and trust. Otherwise, there are so many fellow villagers in Ningbo, why would he be able to rise to the top.
Li Qiwu heard Dai Chunfeng's question and bowed again: "Commander, I have some new ideas about anti-corruption in the military, and I want to tell you about it."
"Oh? Tell me."
Dai Chunfeng finally raised his head and motioned for the other party to sit down and talk, but he did not put down the pen in his hand, obviously not caring about the so-called new ideas.
This detail was noticed by Li Qiwu, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment in his heart, but he responded respectfully on the surface.
"Yes, I wonder if we can call on those involved in the case to surrender and repent, and let the military law offices in each war zone handle the relevant cases on their own.
As long as they take the initiative to explain the problem and return the stolen money, they will forget the blame and give these anti-Japanese warriors a chance to start a new life.
Completing these two steps can not only give the outside world a clear attitude, but also avoid turmoil in the military and prevent the incident at the Mountain City Police Station. "
If Li Qiwu can become the director of the Military Command Bureau in the future, he is naturally not a waste. He came up with a response strategy in just a few days, which can be summed up in eight words.
Learn from past mistakes and avoid future ones, treat illnesses and save lives.
Is it really useful to just do this? It's useless at all. The Military Justice Department has almost become a toll collection office. The only purpose of his method is to put on a show for the outside world to see.
According to the consistent style of the national government in dealing with internal issues, there is nothing wrong with doing this. It turns a major issue into a trivial matter. They are all colleagues, and they can really kill them all.
But the problem is that Norihide Abe died in the battle of Huangtuling, and the underground party received praise from all walks of life across the country and even the international community.
On the other hand, the Guo army was defeated again and again, and retreated again and again. At the same time, the casualty rate remained high. It was so embarrassing. Didn't someone lose face?
Therefore, this anti-corruption campaign is not only about calming down discussions, but also about improving combat effectiveness, at least temporarily, and winning a few battles to restore respect for the government.
He didn't even understand the intentions of the higher-ups, which proves that later generations' evaluation of Li Qiwu was based on small cleverness but no big picture.
Dai Chunfeng was a little disappointed and lost his intention to continue listening, but because of their friendship, he still gave the other party a few words.
"Qi Wu, your plan is indeed good, but this time it is not just about acting, but also about solving problems and giving an explanation to the grassroots officers and soldiers and the public opinion community.
I won’t go into too much detail. You can figure it out for yourself and set off to inspect various war zones as soon as possible. The Legislative Yuan, Executive Yuan, Judicial Yuan, and Supervisory Yuan will also send people to accompany you. "
After saying that, he waved his hand and shook his head silently in his mind. From this incident, it was obvious that his old classmate was still far from ready to deal with difficult matters.
If Shen Zhong had not been framed and unable to take charge of anti-corruption in the military, there would be no need for him to talk so much nonsense and just wait to be rewarded for meritorious service. People are really incomparable.
"Yes, seat."
Li Qiwu, whose face was denied, turned green and white for a while, and resigned in shame. When he turned around, his eyes glanced at Dai Chunfeng's desk.
I saw a lot of books placed on Lao Dai's desk, and on the top was an old book bound with four eyeliners, with a line of small words written in the middle of the cover.
——"Shenlong Materia Medica" printed by Shanghai Wenhua Bookstore in 1932
After obtaining the information he wanted, Li Qiwu left without saying any more words. After going out, he exchanged a few words with Li Wei before returning to his office.
Walking in the busy corridor, his expression slowly turned cold, not only because his suggestion was not approved, but also because of Dai Chunfeng's attitude.
Suddenly, Li Qiwu felt that working with Xu Enzeng might not be as bad as he thought. Now he needs help. The difference is that the goal has changed slightly.
It's not just the bastard surnamed Zuo who blocks his way, but also Dai Chunfeng, with whom he once had a close relationship.
Li Qiwu, who was thinking about life, did not notice that He Yijun, who was dressed in military uniform, was silently observing him from a distance, his eyes full of coldness.
after an hour.
He Yijun walked into Zuo Zhong's office holding several documents. She leaned against the door and listened for a while, then slowly came to Zuo Zhong's side, leaned over and spoke softly.
"The bureau chief has been busy with work recently. He has not gone anywhere except his official residence and headquarters. He only often reads the 1932 edition of "Shenlong Materia Medica" by Wenhua Book Company.
The source of the books was the library at the headquarters. There was no list of books borrowed by Li Wei. Except for this book, Secretary Li only took ordinary newspapers and periodicals.
But there is something strange. I asked the female clerk in the office and found out that when she was delivering documents a few months ago, she overheard the bureau chief talking about father and son. "
As Zuo Zhong's secretary and what some people call his "concubine," He Yijun has attracted many female spies who want to advance within the Military Command Bureau.
Don't underestimate these female spies. They are often engaged in confidentiality and clerical work. With the advantage of women, they are very well-informed.
Zuo Zhong was satisfied that He Yijun had found out so many things in a short period of time, but he was also a little helpless. With a group of professional intelligence officers mixed together, there really were no secrets in the intelligence agency.
But "Father and Son"?
Dai Chunfeng had nothing to do and was talking about what his son was doing. Dai Shanwu had been quiet recently. Apart from bullying and debauchery, he had not caused any major trouble.
There is also the "Shenlong Materia Medica". I haven't heard that Lao Dai is interested in traditional Chinese medicine. Could it be that he is too dedicated and has left the other person with nothing to do and started looking for hobbies?
After frowning and thinking for a while, Zuo Zhong tilted his head and looked at He Yijun: "Also, are there any large-scale personnel transfers at the local district station recently?"
"No."
He Yijun shook his head affirmatively, and then reported: "I went to the Personnel Department in your name, and neither the Open Personnel Department nor the Secret Personnel Department had any relevant plans.
I also went to the Finance Department to take a look and found that the amount of military pay issued in the past six months has not changed significantly, which proves this from the side, unless there are secret funds. "
There have been no changes in personnel or funding.
After hearing these two pieces of news, Zuo Zhong looked confused. This contradicted one of his guesses. Could it be that he was wrong.
No, it must have been overlooked somewhere.
He got up and walked around the office, thinking about various possibilities in his mind, and suddenly thought of a person in the flash of lightning.
Sir Hu!
The Huangpu student currently has the highest position. He was promoted to the commander-in-chief of the 34th Army just a few months ago. He has more than 100,000 elites under his command and has a close relationship with Dai Chunfeng.
When Lao Dai was running errands at Shanghai Stock Exchange and had only the clothes on his back, Chief Hu helped him a lot, and the two became good friends.
Later, when we parted ways, Dai Chunfeng gave each other a poem. The poem said: You are riding in the car, and I am wearing a hat. When we meet one day, we will get off the car and bow to each other. This incident became a favorite story for a while.
During the Huangpu period, Chief Hu was "discerning" and believed that Lao Dai was alert and flexible and had "extraordinary talents", so he strongly recommended him to someone.
Therefore, Dai Chunfeng's current status is largely thanks to Chief Hu.
After they became successful, Dai and Hu acted as if they were out of their minds every time they met. They talked too much for three days and three nights, and they often fell asleep after finishing their talk.
This is not nonsense, but Zuo Zhong saw it with his own eyes in Jinling. The two chatted until midnight. Dai sent Hu home to chat for a while, and then Hu sent Dai to home to chat for a while, talking all night long.
Every time Chief Hu came to the mountain city, Dai Chunfeng would invite him to stay at the Juntong Guest House, greeting him with greetings, and treating him with more care than he did with someone.
To use a less elegant word to describe it, there is an unknown emotional bond between these two people, well, a very strong one.
Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong's eyes lit up and he immediately walked to the corner where the documents were stacked and began to look for the official documents sent from the Second Hall of the Military Command Department.
To be honest, if it weren't for these documents and military pay, sometimes he would really forget that he also had a concurrent job as the director of the second department and third division of the Military Command Department.
From the pile of official documents, Zuo Zhong quickly found a report on troop mobilization, which was related to Chief Hu's troops.
Two months ago, a group of wounded soldiers from the 34th Group Army returned to the mountain city from the front line to recuperate. As usual, the Second Department notified the military commander to monitor the relevant personnel.
Other than that, there is nothing else on the report.
The number of wounded soldiers, the places where they were recuperated, and the equipment they carried were not mentioned. This is completely inconsistent with common sense and relevant regulations.
The mountain city is a companion capital, and it is very sensitive for non-garrison troops to enter the city. According to the rules, they must declare their number, equipment, and location for verification by the military police and intelligence agencies.
Of course, rules are rules, and they are definitely not so strict in actual operations, which is why Zuo Zhong didn't pay attention at the time.
But things were different now. The last piece of the puzzle came together. He finally understood one thing and what to do next.
Zuo Zhong slowly put down the report, then recalled the "Dragon Materia Medica" and the words "father and son", and stood there muttering to himself.
"Father and son?"
(End of chapter)
