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Chapter 19 The Gunslinger
"One drum, made by Zhan Fan. Two drums, tight battle robes. Three drums, swords out of their sheaths"

Zuo Zhong hummed indiscriminately in the office. Ever since Dai Chunfeng accepted his suggestion, the spies, large and small, in the Secret Service were overjoyed. After all, they can make money legally. There are no secrets in the Secret Service. Who convinced everyone? I understand.

The heads of various departments also came to show their faces. In the past, they would save some funds, but this was different from Dai Chunfeng's permission. It was risky before, so it's not as happy as it is now.

If you are in a good mood, your work efficiency will be high. The screams of the spies in the interrogation room are exceptionally loud, and the rich boy Wu Chunyang sneaks in again.

"Section Chief, another sum of money was sent from the Operations Section. This is the family property of the leaker involved in the case. The brothers below each shared 5000 yuan, and the [-] yuan for the heads of each section. I will exchange it for you in US dollars."

How good this is, Zuo Zhong looked at the thick pile of US dollars in annoyance, and felt that it was necessary to buy a safe, as it was not safe to keep the money on him.

Suddenly thought of something, Zuo Zhong asked: "How is the security work at Ms. He's place, don't let anything happen, she is the most important witness now."

Wu Chunyang made a bitter face: "I was just about to tell you that the office found a small house to accommodate Ms. He, but Ms. He was arguing to see you. The brothers in the Operations Department know that you have a good relationship with her. Look?"

It's a good relationship. It's just a simple working relationship. Zuo Zhong thought about it and went to see it. He was able to make a fortune because of her. He didn't forget the well digger when he drank water.

"Okay, take me to have a look." Zuo Zhong stood up and put on his coat: "By the way, our department is so poor. I used to borrow cars from the Operations department, but now I have been reduced to using a rickshaw. Do you want me to walk next time?" , anyway, I am also a section chief, right?"

Zuo Zhong was upset while talking, before Zhao Lijun was here, he didn't have a car; when Zhao Lijun left, he still didn't have a car, so Zhao Lijun left in vain.

Wu Chunyang raised his chest: "How can it be, section chief, after Zhao Lijun left, all of Corey's cars were taken away by the General Affairs Department for maintenance, and they were just notified to pick up the car today, and there were two more Ford cars."

Bah, a bunch of dogs, it might have been Tang Cong's trick to take away the car before, but Tang Cong left the car and didn't bring it back. Now he knows his trick and is afraid.

This new car is not ordinary, Zuo Zhong sat in the new Buick, touching the smooth leather cushion, it felt more comfortable than the old Xue Fulai in the previous mobile department.

Wu Chunyang, who was driving in front, drove the car very fast, and when he encountered a pedestrian blocking the road, he waved his pistol directly, causing the crowd to disperse in fright, and Zuo Zhong was dumbfounded.

After reacting, Zuo Zhong angrily reprimanded: "Wu Chunyang, what are you doing, put away the gun for me."

Wu Chunyang said aggrievedly: "Now our secret service has gained a reputation in Jinling City, everyone drives like this."

Zuo Chong was speechless, so it turned out that there was something about him in it, thinking about it, so many party, government and military officials have been arrested, the Secret Service is now raging fiercely, and it is inevitable to run rampant.

After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong felt that he should talk to Wu Chunyang, so that he would not be responsible for causing trouble.

Zuo Chongyu said earnestly: "Chunyang, our Secret Service has only had a good few days, and how many people are staring at us. If you meet some royal relatives today, what will you do?"

Wu Chunyang muttered after listening, but the speed of the car slowed down a lot, so he listened to it, and Zuo Zhong finally understood why the Secret Service was so miserable after Mr. Cheap hit the mountain.

The Buick was parked outside a new-style house, Wu Chunyang got out of the car and helped Zuo Zhong open the door, Zuo Zhong walked down in a swaggering manner.

The secret agents on guard nearby pretended to be newspaper sellers. When they saw someone coming, they wanted to come over to ask questions, but when they saw that it was a smiling tiger, they quickly shrank back.

"This house is not bad, did you buy it here?" Looking at the decent small western-style building, Zuo Zhong was a little surprised.

"The office can't afford it. It is said that it is the foreign house of an official involved in the case. The General Affairs Department asked the office for instructions, so it is regarded as a safe place." Wu Chunyang said the rumors from hearsay.

Zuo Zhong felt that he was at a loss. He was the investigator of the spy case, and he was also in danger. If he had known it earlier, he would have asked Dai Chunfeng for a safe place to live, and he would have saved a lot of money in a month.

Wu Chunyang knocked on the door, and a female spy opened the door vigilantly. She was taken aback when she saw Zuo Zhong outside the door, obviously she knew him.

Zuo Zhong also recognized it. Isn't this a student from Class C of the special training class? He had good mobile skills in his impression, but he didn't expect to start field work.

"Instructor, please come in." The female spy hurriedly let the door open.

Wu Chunyang let Zuo Chong go in first, and then said with a proud face: "The instructor is now the chief of the investigation department, you are too uninformed."

The female spy gasped, it was too scary, but after thinking about it, this is a good thing, she is also Zuo Zhong's student, so she has a bit of a passion.

The female spy graciously poured two cups of coffee, left a smile on her face, and ran upstairs to ask He Yijun to come down.

Zuo Zhong wanted to laugh when he saw it, he flattered Dai Chunfeng, and the people under him flattered him, indeed there was no end to flattering.

Two 10 minutes later.

Zuo Zhong has always thought that women spend an infinite amount of time putting on makeup, and today it turns out that's the case, even a female hero like He Yijun is like this, it's been a long time and no one has come down.

Seeing Zuo Zhong waiting a little irritably, Wu Chunyang grinned: "Section Chief, the so-called women are those who please themselves, you are really lucky."

? ?Zuo Zhong said solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense, Ms. He and I are innocent. If Ms. He's reputation is ruined, see how I deal with you."

Damn, the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes.

Zuo Zhong really appreciates He Yijun's bravery and wit, but does appreciation mean liking?Does liking mean wanting to be together?

Maybe he will return to modern times at some point, if a little monkey appears, wouldn't he be committing crimes like a gentleman Zuo Zhong?

"Da da da" footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Zuo Zhong raised his head and looked towards the stairs, hiss, this woman is really damn beautiful, I didn't see it before, He Yijun's looks are still very good.

That's right, what kind of place is Tangshan Sanatorium, ordinary vulgar fans can't be waiters, Liao Ya can't get in smoothly because of her looks.

"Brother Zuo, thank you for coming to see me." He Yijun walked down the stairs and greeted Zuo Zhong in a graceful manner.

"Oh, I just came to see, are you okay now, you will be free when the case is over." Zuo Zhong replied dryly.

The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while, Wu Chunyang and the female secretary were a little speechless, when you were an instructor, couldn't you be eloquent, why are you dumb now.

Zuo Zhong also felt that he was a bit of a straight man of steel, so he squeezed out a smile and prepared to say something.

But suddenly, Zuo Zhong frowned. Since a few minutes ago, the cries of selling newspapers outside the door had stopped. The situation was wrong, so he signaled the three of them not to speak.

The one who sells the newspaper is a secret agent, not a real newspaper boy. Even if someone buys a newspaper, he won't delay for too long. It's a bit strange that there has been no shouting for so long.

Zuo Zhong pulled out the PPK from his waist and loaded it gently. Wu Chunyang and the female spy also took out their weapons and loaded them very quietly.

He Yijun covered his mouth obediently, and didn't scream like those pig teammates in the TV series. Considering that she killed a cook with her bare hands, Zuo Zhong was not surprised.

The other party's target must be He Yijun, that's for sure, so we must protect her first, Zuo Zhong pointed at the female spy, and then at He Yijun.

The female spy understood, and quietly pulled He Yijun to the bottom of the stairs. She hid behind the stairs and aimed at the door, while Wu Chunyang silently pointed to the back door, and walked over quietly.

Zuo Zhong sat on the sofa without moving. Although the position was dangerous, he could control the entire first floor.

He was engrossed in feeling the nearby sounds, the surroundings were really too quiet, not even the sound of cars passing by.

He Yijun looked anxiously at the naked Zuo Zhong, Zuo Zhong smiled and shook his head at her, indicating that he would be fine, He Yijun had no choice but to nod, and retreated down the stairs by himself.

"Crack."

There was a very small sound of loading the gun suddenly from behind the gate, as well as deliberately suppressed footsteps. Zuo Zhong took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

Zuo Chong moved forward and walked behind the gate with a gun in the standard CAR method.

This was the first time in his life that he faced a life-and-death crisis. The people outside were here to kill him. It was a life-and-death battle, Zuo Zhong knew very well.

For some reason, Zuo Zhong was not afraid, but a little excited, as if he had been waiting for this scene for many years.

Suddenly there was no movement outside. Sweat slowly flowed from his forehead into Zuo Zhong's eyes. Sha's eyes hurt and he couldn't wait any longer. The other party was preparing to attack.

Zuo Zhong lowered the muzzle of the gun and let out a sigh of relief, aiming at the gate one meter above the ground, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Clap clap clap clap"

Zuo Zhong emptied the seven bullets in the magazine in one breath, and immediately rolled and hid by the door regardless of whether he hit or missed.

The next moment, the gate was smashed into a light-transmitting sieve, and two different gunshots rang out from the back door.

But soon, the front and back of the house became quiet, Zuo Zhong controlled his trembling hands and loaded the new magazine.

The other party must have never expected the exchange of fire just now, and now I'm afraid it's a dilemma.

This is not outside the city. Although they control the outside, how long can they control it? With such intense gunfire, the garrison, secret service, secret service headquarters, and police in Jinling City are not deaf.

"Section Chief, I'm fine."

This is Wu Chunyang's voice, although it is a bit difficult, but at least he is not dead, Zuo Zhong heaves a sigh of relief, after all, he has developed feelings after getting along these days.

"Listen, people in the house. We are from the Jinling Police Station. As long as you put down your guns, we will guarantee your safety."

Zuo Zhong smiled contemptuously, this is insulting his own IQ, those policemen with big bellies in Jinling Police Station, it's not that Zuo Zhong looked down on them, maybe he even forgot how to shoot them.

Zuo Zhong motioned for the female agent to fill the seat, and the female agent nodded and moved to Zuo Zhong's position with the "Zuo-style" shooting method.

And Zuo Zhong took off his leather shoes, bent down and walked up the stairs quietly to the second floor.

On the second floor, Zuo Zhong leaned against the window and looked down.

Hey, there were indeed a few gunmen in police uniforms blocking the door, and there were two dead people on the ground. His unreasonable shooting just now directly killed two of them, and there were still four people left on the other side.

The spy who sold the newspaper and two other people fell on the side of the road. There was blood all over the ground. They should be dead.What a waste, it was all taken care of without even issuing a warning.

There was no one on the street, and it seemed that they were all scared away by the gunshots. As long as the other party killed them, they could escape without any scruples.

The people at the front door must be dealt with first. I don't know how many people are there at the back door. Wu Chunyang is too dangerous alone. After thinking for a while, Zuo Zhong made a decision.

(End of this chapter)