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Chapter 1310 If You Don’t Take It, How Can Commissioner Smith Take It?

In the restaurant, Zuo Zhong picked up a handkerchief and handed it to Gucci, sighing softly, with no intention of mocking his old partner.

The other party was different from him. He knew that the Republic of China would eventually win, but Gu Qi and others didn't know. They persisted because of their passion and patriotism.

Compared to oneself, the other party is braver, more painful, and under greater pressure.

Gu Qi took the handkerchief and wiped away his tears, and said embarrassedly: "Vice President, I am sorry for losing my composure. I just couldn't control myself after hearing this good news."

"It's okay, it's not just you, everyone is like this." Zuo Zhong shook his head and looked at the people who could not hide their excitement.

Wu Chunyang and Song Minghao drank water instead of wine and raised their glasses to show their agreement. Gui Youguang continued to concentrate on eating, occasionally looking up with a silly smile on his face.

He Yijun was just like usual. He picked up the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee for Zuo Zhong, then stood aside, not affected by the broadcast at all.

Zuo Zhong picked up the coffee and was about to take a sip when he heard a quarrel outside the restaurant door. He looked at his watch and said to Gucci and the others with a smile.

"Our guests have arrived, a little later than I expected. You guys can leave first."

"Yes, deputy seat."

Gu Qi replied, and led Wu Chunyang, Song Minghao, and Gui Youguang out of the restaurant. FBI Agent Wesson was shoving and shoving with the Military Intelligence Bureau agents outside the door.

"Let him in, but not anyone else." Gucci gave the order, his eyes always fixed on Wesson, whom he had met once.

Wei Sen straightened his messy collar, snorted coldly, pushed the door open, and walked straight to Zuo Zhong who was sitting at the dining table, as if he had bad intentions.

Amid the melodious jazz music, Wesson pulled over a stool and sat down. Zuo Zhong ignored him and cut the steak slowly.
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Late the night before, in the Oval Office, White House.

After the emergency meeting, Roosevelt asked Hoover what intelligence agencies the government had and what their capabilities were.

The Republic of China was able to accurately grasp the time of Japan's attack on the United States, which proved that the other side had a way to obtain strategic intelligence from the Japanese top leaders. Roosevelt was very interested in this.

Upon hearing this, Hoover reported the relevant situation, such as the existence of the Military Control Commission and the Central Control Commission, and the names and resumes of the main responsible persons in detail.

Although legally the FBI can only operate within the United States, this is not the case in reality. The FBI has deployed secret agents in colonies and even many independent countries to collect intelligence for the U.S. government and Hoover himself.

"Military Intelligence Bureau Director Dai Chunfeng?"

Roosevelt repeated this difficult-to-pronounce name with a puzzled expression, wondering what the other party's position was in the National Government's intelligence system.

Hoover thought about it and gave an answer in a way that Roosevelt could understand: "This Dai is equivalent to Himmler in Germany, Beria in Red Russia, and Memphis in Britain. He is the absolute confidant of Director Wei."

Now Roosevelt understood. He looked at Hoover and added to what the other party had just said in his mind: Dai Chunfeng is like the American Hoover.

Hoover knew what his boss was thinking, but he still calmly reported: "The Military Intelligence Bureau is the most important intelligence department of the National Government. It is said that it has carried out many top-secret missions, and all of them were successful."

"Among them, there was a young man who played a crucial role. His name was Zuo Zhong. He was Dai's student, a fellow countryman of Director Wei, and a member of the Fruit Party's High Council."

"This person is very mysterious and has never been recorded in the media. We also learned about his existence from government officials. He is a very capable senior agent."

Roosevelt became curious about this young man named Zuo Zhong, so he asked him a few more questions related to him, and Hoover answered them one by one.

According to Hoover, the FBI created a file on Zuo Chong several years ago, but there has been little progress and the file contains only some public information.

Just like the difficulties the Military Intelligence Bureau encountered in white society, FBI agents were unable to penetrate deep into the Republic of China. At most, they could bribe a few moles with money, and the speed of intelligence gathering was very slow.

At the end of the report, Hoover groaned for a moment and said, "Those Republic of China diplomats who monitored the Japanese embassy are likely members of the Military Control Commission. I think we need to have direct contact with them."

Roosevelt turned his wheelchair to the desk, signed a document and handed it to Hoover. It was a memorandum of intelligence cooperation with the words "Top Secret" printed in bright red on the cover.
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Looking back at the restaurant, Zuo Zhong was eating breakfast and FBI agent Wesson said nothing. Neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Wei Sen couldn't hold back his temper and broke the silence first: "I know you are not real diplomats, but even so, we give you full respect."

"But your actions are really unacceptable. You killed the embassy's financial officer and created traffic chaos in Washington. Your country must apologize to our country for these actions."

Zuo Chong smiled, put the napkin on his knees on the table, looked at his watch again, and turned to look at Wesson.

"Sir, please don't worry, let me tell you what will happen next."

"Soon enough, your boss will appear outside the door. He will commend you for your behavior, but will also clearly tell you to forget what happened today."

"You may object, you may argue, but in the end you have no choice but to agree because it is in the interest of America."

Wesson looked sarcastic and didn't believe a word of it. Commissioner Smith commended himself? This was ridiculous.

He would never let these people go, no matter who they were, they would be punished if they committed crimes in the United States. Wei Sen decided to stand up and teach this arrogant bastard a profound lesson, but unexpectedly, someone knocked on the door of the restaurant, which made him stop abruptly.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Wesson walked out of the restaurant with a gloomy face. As expected, he met Commissioner Smith, who was much friendlier than usual.

"Wesson, you did a great job, but be polite to the gentleman inside. This is the director's order." Commissioner Smith patted him on the shoulder.

Wesson tried to retort: ​​"No, his people killed him"

"Shut up!" Commissioner Smith immediately turned hostile: "Listen, the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, and the Republic of China is our potential ally. Do you really want to destroy the relationship between the two countries because of an enemy?"

"The soldiers on the front line only need to fight bravely. The president and congressmen in the rear need to consider more things. Understand?"

Wei Sen believes in the law, but he also knows the importance of allies, so when the law conflicts with national interests, he can only choose the latter.

"Okay, I will treat that Republic of China man well." Wei Sen promised reluctantly.

Commissioner Smith nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. You will escort him to the White House later. A big shot wants to talk to this guy."

Wesson didn't want to say anything more to his politician boss, so he turned around and went back to the restaurant. He first conveyed the itinerary to Zuo Zhong, and then made a few sarcastic remarks.

"I really don't understand why the White House cares about the Republic of China. If your country had the ability to deal with the Japanese, the war would have ended long ago, wouldn't it?"

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"Also, I have to warn you that you must learn to respect the law. This is not the Republic of China. Even if the President has violated the law, he still has to bear the due responsibility."

There are some things that don't need to be argued with a low-level agent, but Zuo Zhong didn't like the other party's attitude, so he tilted his head and glanced at Wei Sen.

"You know, before the Pearl Harbor incident, we had already deciphered the Japanese secret messages, but your Secretary of State threw the information into the trash can."

"As for the reason, the capitalists who sold war materials to Japan did not believe that the Japanese would dare to provoke the United States. Unfortunately, they were wrong. They were extremely wrong."

"The Japanese used American steel and explosives to make a bomb and then dropped it on the United States. Now you tell me to obey the law?"

Zuo Zhong laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. "There's a saying in the Republic of China that even if you become a prostitute, you still have to put up a memorial archway. It means that even if you become a dancer, you still have to show off your loyalty. Don't you think this saying is very suitable to describe your compatriots?"

"you!"

Wei Sen was so angry that his face turned blue and white, but he couldn't refute. Everyone knew that without the support of Britain and the United States, the Japanese could not even fight a decent war.

After teasing this somewhat "naive" colleague, Zuo Zhong took a file bag from He Yijun and threw it on the table, motioning Wei Sen to open it and take a look.

"what is this?"

As Wesson asked the question, he shook the file bag upside down, and several bearer stock certificates fell out.

This is a type of stock that does not register the name of the holder and does not require registration when transferred. It is very popular among gangsters and officials as it helps them escape regulation.

Faced with temptation, Wesson threw the stocks back with disdain: "I like money, provided it does not violate the law."

Zuo Zhong clapped his hands, stood up, walked to the other side and picked up the stock: "Don't get me wrong, after your country declares war on Japan, many Japanese will definitely be arrested."

"I would like to ask you to give those Japanese a small welcome ceremony. This does not violate your principles or the laws of your country."

Wei Sen hesitated. If that was the case, there was really no need for him to reject the kindness of the people of the Republic of China. Dealing with the Japanese was something every true patriot would do.

"Don't worry, accept it. Your colleagues will all receive a small gift." Zuo Zhong put the stock into the other person's shirt pocket and advised in a low voice.

"If you don't take it, how can Commissioner Smith take it? If Commissioner Smith doesn't take it, how can the congressmen take it? Don't make yourself everyone's enemy, Wesson."

Wesson paused. Why did the people of the Republic of China know his and Smith's names? Was this a warning? It seemed that he had to collect these stocks whether he wanted or not.

After hiding the stocks reluctantly, Wesson's smile became brighter, his attitude changed as well, and he enthusiastically helped Zuo Chong put the chairs in place.

Zuo Zhong sat on it without hesitation. After the first time, there will be a second time. Wei Sen and others will gradually become "friends" of the Military Control Commission. After the war, they will play a huge intelligence value.

But what’s interesting is that when the Military Control Commission and the Zuo family were buying stocks a few days ago, there was another group of people in the market doing the same thing.

Together, the three parties bought large amounts of stocks of companies whose prices would surge due to the war, covering many industries including steel, arms, and transportation.

What’s even more interesting is that after Wu Chunyang’s investigation, these stocks finally fell into the hands of the wealthy Judas businessman. Is this a coincidence?
Picking up the coffee cup and taking a sip, Zuo Zhong stopped thinking about this problem and instead thought about how to obtain more aid and how to infiltrate the top American officials.

The Japanese are concerned about the immediate future, while the Americans are concerned about the long-term future. Now is the best time to intervene in the US intelligence system, as it concerns plans for the next few decades.

(The foreshadowing of World War II ends)