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hours ago.

When Mou Zhiye walked into Chuandong Normal School, the little spies who passed by saw him step aside, and no one came forward to flatter him. After all, flattering a dead person is meaningless.

Starting with Wang Aofu, the intelligence chiefs and directors of the Secret Service Headquarters and the Central Command were either killed or defected. It is dangerous to get too close to such people.

Mou Zhiye knew what these people were thinking, but on the surface he pretended to be nonchalant, nodded to the little spies with a smile, and walked into the office building.

Although he is only an acting director, and his main work is also in the bamboo factory, he also has an office in the headquarters. No matter how difficult the government is, it will not be short of funds for this.

When he came to the dusty office, Mou Zhiye fetched water and a rag and wiped it carefully, then stood in the middle of the room and looked around, his eyes seemed reluctant, but he quickly made up his mind and turned around without looking back He left and walked to the archives room.

As one of the most important back-office departments of the Central Committee, the archive room that kept many confidential documents was not set above the ground, but in the basement of the office building, with solid cement walls on the top, bottom, left, and right.

This was done to prevent Japanese air raids, to prevent someone from stealing information from windows, and to keep paper documents in the dark and low temperature.

Not only is the location carefully selected, but the Central Archives Office also has a set of very strict procedures in management, doing everything possible to avoid the loss of information.

First of all, there are three 7-person armed spy teams on duty around the clock outside the archives room. Everyone, including Zhu Liuxian, needs to check their credentials when entering and leaving to prevent anyone from being entrained.

Secondly, the archives warehouse, archives reading room, and archives staff office are set up separately. Secret-related documents are managed by a security officer. Reading of confidential documents must be done in the archives reading room or a safe and confidential place.

Finally, confidential documents are kept by special personnel, registered in special books, and stored in special cabinets. Individuals are not allowed to keep confidential documents and materials privately. The process of borrowing and returning files must be all on paper for easy tracing.

At the same time, each intelligence officer can only have access to information that meets his own secret level. When consulting and extracting classified files, he must sign for confirmation. After use, the relevant extracts and copies will be taken back and destroyed by the archives room.

This created a situation in which, except for the middle and senior intelligence officials of the Central Committee, very few people came to the archives room in Pingshi, which further reduced the popularity of personnel and ensured the security of intelligence.

It can be said that the defense of the archives by the Central Committee is impeccable.

Xu Enzeng, who is in charge of the daily work of the Central Committee, has suffered too much from secrecy, and has reached the point of being a shadow of a snake. If it is not for the limited space, he would like to put the heavy machine gun in the archives room.

However, no matter how good the rules are, people must enforce them. Mou Zhiye, the director of intelligence, is very clear about the situation in the archive room that is theoretically open.

When he walked to the first iron gate of the archive room, he immediately saw several armed agents around the table concentrating on playing cards┴nine. Weapons and equipment were hung on the wall a few meters away, and no one came at all.

If someone really came to snatch information, with their state of alert, not to mention protecting files, they couldn't even protect their own lives, and they didn't know how to die.

Mou Zhiye stood in front of the iron gate and waited for a long time. When no one came to open the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the railing, making a clanging sound.

Hearing the voice, someone among the armed agents poked his head and took a look, and found that it was Mou Zhiye who came, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to the iron gate and said casually.

"Oh, it's Director Mou, please come in, the door is unlocked."

After finishing speaking, he continued to lower his head to play cards, without any intention of opening the door, and whispered something, which caused everyone to burst into laughter, and turned their heads to look at Mou Zhiye, baring their teeth.

Unexpectedly, another person came down the stairs at this time, and the expressions of the armed spies suddenly changed. They quickly put down the card ┴ nine in their hands, and stood upright on the spot with their heads held high.

The spy who had previously despised Mou Zhiye even rushed to the iron gate, pulled the gate open, bent down and showed a humble smile, and said respectfully, Director Shen, there is no such thing as rebelliousness just now.

The person who came was Shen Dongxin, the Chief Secretary of the Central Committee. Of course, the secret agents did not value him so much because of the tasteless position of the Chief Secretary. The reason was only one word - money.

Since Director Shen was transferred from the military command to the central command, no matter which staff member had an accident and needed money at home, the other party would send a lot of yen. You must know that this is hard currency.

After several years of war, the legal currency is now like waste paper, and the pension issued by the government can't even buy ten catties of rice. Without Shen Dongxin's help, many "martyr" survivors would starve to death.

As for what kind of career fund Xu Enzeng deducted from everyone's salary, let's not mention it~~~
In short, Shen Dongxin earned the nickname of "Timely Rain" by relying on these acts of generous donations. Facing such a big benefactor, how could the spies be rebellious.

In this line of work, who can guarantee their eternal safety, they will die when they die, but what about the living family members, we must leave a way out for parents, wives and children.

So even if the other party has a bad relationship with Xu Enzeng, the Zhongtong staff still respect Shen Dongxin very much. After all, Xu Enzeng is allowed to take care of the family and it is easy to take care of him in bed.

On the other side, Shen Dongxin nodded when he heard the greeting, glanced at the card┴[-] on the table, then turned around and extended his hand to Mou Zhiye, and greeted with a smile.

"Director Mou, hello, why don't you come to the archives room today, is there any important case?"

His attitude towards Mou Zhiye was very gentle, and at the same time he was not too close, his tone was calm, as if he was treating an ordinary colleague.

But this lukewarm attitude made Mou Zhiye feel comfortable. As Xu Enzeng's "confidant", if the other party was enthusiastic about him, then there would be a problem.

From the other party's words, he felt for the first time that he was a member of the Zhongtong. When he arrived at the headquarters these days, other people treated him either with contempt or flattery, but they all kept a distance, as if they were afraid of being implicated by him.

In this case, he is like an outsider, and his life has not been happy in the local area. At least at that time, he also has one or two friends who can talk about everything.

It's a pity, I'm afraid there will be no chance to deal with the other party in the future, Mou Zhiye smiled slightly at the thought of this, shook his head and replied.

"You're welcome, Director Shen. It's not a big case. Mou is here for the first time and wants to get acquainted with our bureau's intelligence network and staffing in the enemy-occupied areas.

Shangfeng might need information from the puppet state government at any time, so it's better to arrange it early, so as not to be in a hurry when it gets there, and be prepared. "

The Xinguofu established by someone Ji has always been a serious problem in Shancheng's heart. Mou Zhiye's explanation sounds fine, but Shen Dongxin knows that this guy is not telling the truth.

Relying on gold and yuan to open the way, Xu Enzeng's secret base in the bamboo factory is not a secret to him, and some people are willing to "abandon the dark and turn to the bright" for money.

Just now, someone from the Bamboo Ware Factory reported to him that the surname Xu had summoned a large group of spies and police dogs, and also borrowed an armored car. There should be some action.

Mou Zhiye was transferred from the grassroots to the mountain city by Xu Enzeng, and the two have a close relationship. Whether the other party's visit to the archives room has something to do with his actions, but he and Xu Enzeng are in the same situation, so it is not easy to ask.

The smile on Shen Dongxin's face did not change, he nodded his head in a hurry, offered to take his leave and walked into the reading room, ready to look for clues from the recent official documents.

Seeing him leave, Mou Zhiye breathed a sigh of relief, ignored the spies who had recovered their indifference, went to the cabinet where the duty list and kettle were placed, opened the record, and looked at it as if no one else was there.

Seeing this, the armed spies pursed their mouths, and none of them took the other seriously, and started to push Pai ┴ Nine again, but their voices were much quieter, for fear of affecting Director Shen inside.

Holding the duty list in his hand, Mou Zhiye glanced sideways at the reading room, and observed the secret agents from the corner of his eye. After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he shook his sleeve, and a small paper bag slipped into his palm.

Ten seconds later, he slowly put down the file, walked into the reading room unhurriedly, nodded to Shen Dongxin who had already sat down, and walked to a window to talk to the security officer.

"Give me the roster of intelligence personnel in the occupied area."

The security officer looked at Mou Zhiye, turned and walked into the file warehouse without saying anything, and when he came out again, he handed over a file bag and a notebook, and said indifferently.

"Director Mou, please sign the borrowing record. Also, the list of intelligence personnel is top secret. You can only check it here, and you are not allowed to record it."

"Okay, that's the rule, I know."

Mou Zhiye smiled and said no problem, took out the pen and signed the borrowing time and his name on the notebook, picked up the file bag and sat down on the table not far from the window, and opened the bag with a natural expression.

Shen Dongxin, who was a few meters away, saw this scene and frowned secretly. Did the other party really come to get familiar with the work? What the hell is Xu Enzeng doing?

After thinking for a long time, he no longer observed Mou Zhiye after thinking to no avail. He lowered his head and concentrated on checking the documents.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the wall clock in the reading room ticked twice, and the idling security officer lowered his head from time to time, dozing off.

Mou Zhiye, who looked calm on the outside, glanced at the time, and then at Shen Dongxin who was beside him, feeling extremely anxious in his heart, finally gritted his teeth and made a decision.

At the same time, after reading the latest official documents, Shen Dongxin raised his head, ┴moved his neck┴, and then paused. The file room was a bit too quiet. Why didn't the group of armed spies outside make noise?
Just when he was about to get up and go to the outside to have a look, Mou Zhiye stood up abruptly, and walked towards the window with the file bag, seemingly intending to return the confidential documents.

Shen Dongxin hesitated for half a second, moved his feet and grabbed the file to follow, his eyes fixed on the other party's movements, he always felt that something was wrong.

At this time, Mou Zhiye had already stood in front of the window. Hearing the approaching footsteps behind him, the agent who had been fighting from the bottom suddenly moved.

In a blink of an eye, the pen in his hand pierced the security guard's carotid artery. The blood vessels and nerves in the security guard's brain were cut off instantly, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Before the blood sprayed out from the wound, Mou Zhiye put the list of secret agents in his arms with his left hand, took out a dagger┴ with his right hand, and turned around to stab Shen Dongxin.