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Chapter 156 Party Investigation Office

How to find out the flaw in the opponent's heart, Zuo Chong thought for a long time, put away the information and walked out of the study, he needed to change his mind, otherwise his mind would be full of Amitabha, and he would not be able to think at all.

Turning around, Zuo Zhong walked to a familiar place. In his memory, he used to come here to play when he was a child. The shiny paint and wood-scented sculptures made him linger on, but now it looked a little old, but it was still cleaned. It was clean, he walked in slowly and turned on the light.

A statue of a Bodhisattva with a merciful face stands in the middle of the house. The altar and futon are full of traces of time. Zuo Zhong knelt on the futon and folded his hands to pray devoutly. He added a stick of incense to the incense burner and stood there thinking about something. what.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps outside awakened Zuo Zhong in his memory. He turned around and saw that it was his grandfather Zuo Xuechen.

Zuo Xuechen couldn't sleep tonight, so he went out for a walk, only to see the lights on in the Buddhist hall that his dead wife loved most, and when he came in, he saw Zuo Zhong in a daze, thinking that his dead wife's favorite was this grandson, his face showed emotion and sadness.

"Miss your grandma?"

"Yes, grandfather, I still think of the scene of playing here when I was a child."

Zuo Xuechen looked at his grandson's embarrassment, and laughed aloud: "You were so naughty back then, you almost pushed the Bodhisattva down, but you made your grandmother very angry, now more than ten years have passed in a flash."

Smiling and laughing, Zuo Xuechen stroked the wooden fish and rosary beads placed on the altar, which were left by Zuo Chong's grandmother, as if time had stopped here, slowly, his eyes turned red.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong knew that he was missing his deceased grandmother, so he hurried over to help him: "Grandpa, go back to rest, and pay attention to your health. We will go to see grandma together as a family during the Spring Festival."

Zuo Xuechen pinched his own hand, his face regained his calm, and nodded: "Okay, remember to go to the temple to pray for your grandmother, and hope that she will protect our family's family and house in heaven."

Zuo Jian nodded and said: "Then I will accompany my mother to the temple tomorrow. The grandson remembers that when his grandmother was alive, the Tiantong Temple outside the city was his favorite place to go, and he said that the masters there have profound Buddhist teachings."

"That's right, don't forget to add some sesame oil money to the temple, I don't believe in this, and I have to go to Beilun with your father tomorrow, so I won't go." Zuo Xuechen sighed.

After sending the sullen Zuo Xuechen back to his room, Zuo Zhong informed his mother, Mei Huizhen, who was naturally overjoyed. She was also a not-so-pious Buddhist believer.

But when he set off early the next morning, Zuo Zhong found out that the whole family was dispatched. Zuo Jun and Zuo Duo were fighting with non-standard grabbing moves by the side of the car, and his mother helped his father tidy up his clothes.

"Father, aren't you and grandfather going to Beilun today? Why do you have time to accompany us to Tiantong Temple?" Zuo Zhong looked puzzled, he knew that now was the critical time for the Beilun Port plan.

Zuo Shanwen said with a smile: "Your grandfather decided, you can go to the port anytime."

Zuo Zhong didn't speak, guessing that his grandfather must be missing his grandmother, maybe he didn't sleep all night last night, and when Zuo Xuechen walked out of the room with a tired face, he became more certain of his thoughts.

Zuo Zhong hurried over to support him, and comforted him in a low voice: "Grandfather, you'd better stay at home and rest for a while, just let us go."

"Okay, let's go with the whole family, otherwise you will blame me when you go down and see her." Zuo Xuechen muttered and got into the car directly. "

The three members of Zuo Zhong's family looked at each other, and got into the car helplessly, and then seven or eight cars came out in a file from the back door. Naturally, so many cars were not for show off, but for this trip, all the personnel from the Intelligence Department staying at Zuo's house were in full force. out.

The current situation is very complicated. The investigation office of the party headquarters, the Japanese, and even the Zhejiang Cao Gang all have reasons for attacking Zuo Zhong.

The convoy headed towards the foothills of Taibai Mountain in the east of Ningbo. The people looked at this magnificent convoy with envious expressions. The life of the rich is comfortable, but their life is still alive. After envying them, they went to work on their own. matter.

However, a few people in the crowd got into a car quietly, and sneaked behind Zuo's convoy, from inside the city to outside the city, and then from outside the city to the wilderness. The tracking movements were very professional and skillful, but it's a pity It's useless.

There are only a few cars on the road, and the extra one is very conspicuous. This kind of clumsy tracking must not be hidden from the intelligence department. , do you want to interfere?"

Zuo Zhong tilted his head slightly, and found that there seemed to be a lot of people in the vehicles behind him. He thought about it for a while: "Don't interfere, just send a signal for everyone to stop, and see who they are and what they want to do."

Interference and tracking are too professional. If the other party is an intelligence officer, they will find out that there is something wrong with the "guards" of the Zuo family at a glance. The counterattack should be simple and rough, so that it is true enough.

Gui Youguang nodded, stretched out his left hand out of the car window, and patted on the car door three times. The spies driving in front and back noticed the signal and slowed down the car slowly. The convoy finally stopped on the side of the road.

The armed agents got off and stood behind the engine, lightly loaded the Thomson, and watched the car approaching coldly. Once the other party attacked, they would not hesitate to shoot.

"Sister Yijun, have you arrived at Tiantong Temple?" Zuo Duo's eyes were sleepy, she just fell asleep in the car.

"It's okay, you can continue to sleep." He Yijun lowered Zuo Duo's head, put his right hand on the pistol, and reminded Mei Huizhen in a low voice: "Auntie, if something happens, you can hide behind me later."

Zuo Xuechen and Zuo Shanwen's car also became tense. The spies in the same car didn't know what to do, so they had to look at Ling Sanping who was in the car.

Ling Sanping rolled his eyes: "Look at what I'm doing, don't open the window, and don't get out of the car, who knows if the other party has an ambush, and we should stay the same. We have a lot of people, and they are afraid of us."

Just like what he said, the car panicked after the Zuofu convoy stopped, but it was too conspicuous to stop or turn around now, so he hesitated for a while, and could only bite the bullet and continue driving.

Zhou Wenshan, Director of the Investigation Office of the Ningbo Party Headquarters, had a dark face, and scolded the driver: "Fuck, let you stay away, you were spotted by the smiling tiger, go back and see how I deal with you."

The driver looked at the Secret Service staff waiting in front of him, not caring about his director's threat, he almost cried in fright: "Director, let's turn around, I heard that the Secret Service is very ruthless."

Zhou Wenshan gave him a slap on the head: "The road is open to the sky, each side goes to the other side, as long as we don't cause trouble, what can they do with us, you will drive over there later, don't stop and don't look around."

"Yes, Director." The agents of the investigation room in the car replied tremblingly.

The two cars approached slowly, Zhou Wenshan forced himself to be calm, kept his eyes straight, and looked in front of the windshield. However, when a car passed by, he still saw a smiling man.

A big bald head stood by the side of the road, looking at him with white teeth bared, Zhou Wenshan even heard the other party's sneer, which made his heart beat violently, and he coughed twice and turned his head away.

Seeing that the car was about to overtake Zuo's convoy, Zhou Wenshan and his men breathed a sigh of relief. There were many forks in the road ahead, and it was safe to drive into any intersection. God blessed me.

But before they could laugh, a car rushed out from the front of Zuo's team and blocked the road ahead. Zhou Wenshan's eyesight was very good, and the Thompson in the other car scared him out of his wits.

He shouted: "Reverse the car! Turn around!"

But after waiting for a long time, Zhou Wenshan found that the driver did not obey his order and stopped the car instead. This made him furious, and when he looked back, he found that the back road was also blocked by a car.

Zhou Wenshan's face turned pale all of a sudden. This is a country road, and the cars are crowded. Now that they are blocked by people, they can't escape. They only hope that the Secret Service will act softer later.

He straightened his collar, and said to his distraught subordinates: "Don't lose the face of the investigation office of our party headquarters, at worst, you will be beaten up, and you all look up!"

He spoke bang bang hard, but his trembling hands betrayed him. No one in the intelligence system knew the name of the Secret Service. Everyone had a life in their hands.

The more Zhou Wenshan thought about it, the more frightened he became, until he heard a voice outside the car: "Do you want to get out of the car by yourself, or let me pull you out? Be careful, I don't recognize anyone with my submachine gun."

The expression on Zhou Wenshan's face was wonderful, he suppressed his fear and smiled, and slowly turned around, and saw the big bald head from before, and Thomson in the opponent's hand was pointing at his head.

"Brothers, don't shoot. You are from the Secret Service, right? I'm Zhou Wenshan, the director of the investigation office of the party department. Don't be impulsive. If we die, you will be in trouble." Zhou Wenshan said threateningly.

Gui Youguang touched his bald head, and said, "You are Zhou Wenshan, you bastards still have the nerve to call yourself your own, I will give you a chance to honestly explain why you followed our section chief."

Zhou Wenshan kept his mouth shut. He absolutely couldn't say it, and he would die if he said it. He would not do anything in the intelligence department. After all, killing a colleague is not a trivial matter. There are so many people here that it is impossible to keep it secret.

He said with a dry smile: "Brothers are here to perform official duties, so I accidentally bumped into you, I'm really sorry."

Gui Youguang laughed and said, "Your most important business today is to be beaten up by me."

He squeezed his big fist and decided to teach this bastard a lesson, but before he could do it, Zuo Chong's voice came from the car behind him.

"Forget it, let them go, let them go back and tell Xu Enzeng, I will take over this matter from Zuo Zhong, let him use whatever moves he has."

"Yes, section chief." Gui Youguang replied respectfully.

He looked at Zhou Wenshan gloomily: "Have you heard that, go back and tell your master, our intelligence department has accepted his move, and get out of here quickly."

The cars blocking the road in the front and back of the intelligence department backed away, Zhou Wenshan's driver turned the steering wheel with shaking hands, finally turned around, and ran desperately in the direction of Ningbo City, dust was flying.

Gui Youguang got into the car, reached out and patted the roof of the car to signal the convoy to move forward, then turned his head and asked, "Section Chief, let's leave this matter alone? There is no one around, what a great opportunity, the car was pushed into a ravine when someone was buried, No cars, no people, even if Xu Enzeng knows that we did it, there is no evidence, should I lead someone to catch up now and deal with it?"

Zuo Zhong put the pistol back in his waist, and shook his head: "It's not yet time, don't forget our mission, the chairman is very concerned about this matter, drive carefully, we will discuss this matter later."

(End of this chapter)