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Chapter 317 Secretary Xu Enzeng and His Friends (please subscribe for tickets, thank you)
Dai Chunfeng left, it was inappropriate for Zuo Zhong to stay in his office alone, so he told Li Wei, and drove back to the dormitory in C-district slowly.

Passing by the playground, he saw the newcomers practicing mobile skills under the night, and Shen Dongxin was among them, and he was not absent because he was the deputy chief.

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied, friends belonged to friends, it was a good thing that Shen Dongxin was strict with himself, otherwise someone would gossip, it would be hard to be a leader.

But seeing their practice in full swing, he also looked at his hands itching, and was about to show his hands, but just as he opened the car door, his heart beat suddenly.

The mobile phone in the space responds!

He had waited too long for this day, Zuo Zhong immediately closed the car door, drove to the downstairs of the dormitory, and walked back to his dormitory with a normal expression.

After opening and closing the door, he didn't take out his mobile phone immediately, but first checked the room carefully to make sure that there were no monitors or listening devices.

The scene after the explosion of Jishi Pharmacy was taken over by the Secret Service Headquarters. Maybe they found some clues inside and set up a trap secretly.

If his identity was revealed, he didn't think that Dai Chunfeng would easily let him go because of the so-called teacher-student relationship.

After checking the inside of the house, Zuo Zhong used a chair to hold the door, so that even if someone bumped into the door, he could buy a little more time to react. After doing this, he went into the toilet and closed the door tightly with his backhand.

Sitting on the toilet, he took his phone out of the space, took a deep breath, lit up the screen of the phone, and a text message alert was in front of his eyes. ①
Since Zhang Anren's death, Zuo Zhong has lost contact with the organization for several months. During this period of time, he was a little confused, but still subconsciously collected information.

Because this is his task, the task given to him by Zhang Anren, Xie Jiuwen, and Gu Lan, and the only task they entrusted to themselves with their own lives.

He has to finish.

Zuo Zhong resisted the sudden sadness in his heart, took out the code book, and deciphered the code as quickly as possible. The message was deciphered, and there was only one sentence on it.

"Tiu Chan, tell me if it's safe, old K."

old K?

Is it his new contact person? Zuo Zhong immediately realized that the other party was a professional intelligence officer, and the organization wanted to establish a formal contact with him.

This codename is proof.

In intelligence activities, the code name is the name of the intelligence personnel, and they are called by the code name when contacting or operating, so as to hide their identity and ensure safety.

More importantly, for the convenience of communication, many intelligence agents only have one code name throughout their lives, so unless necessary, the other party will never reveal the code name.

When Zhang Anren contacted him before, he did not sign it. This was due to the prudence of intelligence work. Now that Old K signed it, it shows that the underground party is willing to give him a certain degree of trust, which is a good thing.

Zuo Zhong also knew that the underground party should have confirmed that Zhang Anren's death and the arrest of Xie Jiuwen and his wife had nothing to do with him, otherwise he would not have done so, because he was the most suspected of their accident.

Who told him to hand over the radio station through Xie Jiuwen and his wife? Normal people would suspect that such a thing happened. Fortunately, the underground party was not arbitrary.

"Safe, Ticchan."

Zuo Chong thought for a while, and sent back this passage in encrypted code, but he didn't mention the establishment of formal contact, the other party might be probing.

If he answered, Old K would know that he was a professional intelligence officer, otherwise he wouldn't be able to detect the deep meaning of a sentence.

This new partner is a bit interesting, compared to Zhang Anren, the other party seems to be a bit "cunning", at least Zhang Anren will not use this method to test him.

"The organization has learned about Jinling, and is very sad. Please take care, old K."

Just when he was guessing the character of his new partner, Old K, the other party received a call back, in which he vaguely mentioned that the organization knew about what happened in Jinling.

Zuo Zhong looked at the time, and it was less than a minute before he replied. Old K should be operating the radio station by himself, receiving and translating at the same time, otherwise it would not be so fast.

He rubbed his chin. He has a code name, a radio station, and can send reports. Combining the three conditions, Old K should be an old intelligence agent of the underground party.

So here comes the question, what is the Jinling matter, is it about Zhang Anren, or is it about Xie Jiuwen and his wife, why does an old intelligence agent say such vague words during the precious communication time.

The key to telegrams is accuracy.

But this made him think of another thing. Since the intelligence agents of the underground party can call back so quickly, it seems that there is still something wrong with it, but now is not the time to think about it.

Zuo Zhong thought about it, and judged that the other party wanted to verify whether he knew about the bombing and the situation behind it. For example, Zhang Anren was the underground party that communicated with him. The other party was worried about him?

"I lost contact for several months, and I am very anxious. Please tell me the reason, Qiu Chan."

Without hesitation, he sent a new message, no matter how he looked at it, he should not have known the relationship between the bombing and the loss of contact.

Zhang Anren's identity is top secret, if he tells this matter, it will inevitably lead to twists and turns, why not pretend not to know, and explain it later when he has a chance.

"The contact person died, the culprit Gao Er has been executed, and Wang Lizhong, the former director of the Southwest Political Security Bureau, rebelled. I hope to find out the whereabouts of this person in Jinling City."

Old K's reply was very fast, and he briefly introduced the reason for the loss of contact, but did not mention the specific name. It can be seen that he is a very cautious person.

Sophomore and Wang Lizhong!

Zuo Zhong silently repeated these two names, his face was full of murderous intent, it's fine if the second year of high school is dead, but this Wang Lizhong, after he finds him, he will definitely treat him well.

However, this information confirmed his previous speculation. Xu Enzeng's trump card might be this person, but he did not expect to be an officer of the Political Security Bureau.

The Political Security Bureau, a professional anti-espionage agency in the Southwest, is an old opponent of the Operation and Investigation Section, and they have suffered a lot in their hands.

It consists of the Reconnaissance Department, the Implementation Department, the General Affairs Department, and the White Area Work Department. The person in charge of the Investigation and Implementation Department is an old friend of Xu Enzeng.

Well, it is Secretary Xu Enzeng and the "friends" among his friends. They made fun of the Guo party's intelligence system, and finally retreated gracefully. This shows how powerful this organization is.

A traitor has emerged from such an institution. No wonder old K asked to find him. The worst case scenario is that Wang Lizhong works in the White Area Work Department and knows many people lurking in Jinling and other places.

Combined with Xu Enzeng's recent suspicious actions, I am afraid that the worst situation has already happened. No wonder he has to spend so much time calling personnel files. The situation is a bit serious.

Zuo Zhong frowned, tapped his finger lightly: Wait for the news, Qiu Chan.

Just started to establish contact, there is no need to inquire about the emergency contact information and dead mailbox, if the old K proposes it, it means that this is a trap, and the underground party will not be so impatient.

The underground party has been fighting with the Guo party for so long, so they must be patient. For a long time, he and old K will exchange information according to the way he communicates with Zhang Anren, which is to protect each other.

Sure enough, there was an immediate reply: Keep yourself safe, old K.

Just like his judgment, Old K didn't say anything else. Although the organization believed in him, as a front-line intelligence officer, Old K had the freedom to choose how and when to connect.

This is a valuable experience gained by countless martyrs in exchange for their lives. Executing orders rigidly will not do any good except for bringing danger to themselves and their companions. The veteran intelligence officer understands this better than anyone else.

Zuo Zhong thought of one thing, and immediately sent a telegram: The fixed contact time is [-]:[-] am, [-]:[-] pm, and [-]:[-] pm. In case of emergency, contact him at any time, and be careful of the new electronic detection equipment.

There are three contact windows in the morning, middle and evening. He doesn't have to worry about important information being too late to report, and he just turns on the phone to receive messages. As long as the time is not long, the people from the telecommunications department will not be able to find out the location.

In less than 1 minute again, the text message came back: I know, thank you.

Zuo Zhong put away his phone with a smile, finally it wasn't a kite with a disconnected cable, it was hard to fight alone, but this new partner was a bit complicated, sometimes cunning, sometimes very happy.

Hope to get along well.

Thinking in his heart, he turned around and pulled down the rope of the water tank, got up and was about to leave the toilet. He never thought that his legs were numb after sitting for a long time, and he almost bumped his head against the opposite wall.

The head of the intelligence section fainted in the toilet. The news headline was very attractive just thinking about it. Zuo Chong walked out of the toilet with the help of the wall. He had just sat on the sofa for a while before he was blocked by Song Minghao in the room.

"Section Chief, you said last time that as long as I do what you say, not only will Liu Gui be too much to eat, but Xu Enzeng will also suffer a big fall." Song Minghao asked expectantly as soon as he came in.

"Yes what's the matter."

Zuo Zhong rubbed his legs, and glanced at him: "Don't worry, Lao Gu and Gui Youguang are busy with this matter now, don't worry about it or ask, I don't worry about your mouth like the waist of a cotton trousers.

All you have to do is keep your mouth shut and wait for Old Gu and the others to get ready. Then you can do what I tell you to do. By the way, send someone to watch over the auditorium, so don’t make any trouble for me. "

Song Minghao bared his teeth and smiled. He can't be blamed for this. He is a businessman. Of course, he talks nonsense when he sees people. Well-informed is a symbol of strength in the business world.

He quickly poured a glass of water for Zuo Zhong: "How can it be, Section Chief, I have already sent the most elite personnel in the unit to the Nationalist Government, they are all experienced old people, and they entered in batches.

But now there is a situation, that Liu Gui in one place wanders around the compound with people all day long, checking this and asking that, will this cause the puppet Manchukuo spies to be vigilant, and should they remind him. "

Zuo Zhong took a sip of the water, pondered for a while and said, "Wait here for me, don't move around, I'll go to the study and make a phone call, don't eavesdrop on me sneakily, this is related to official business."

"Yes, my old Song has always only had a mouth, but no eyes and ears. Don't worry, Section Chief. I happen to be mopping the floor. I have practiced it before." Song Minghao ran to get the mop.

MD, this flattering skill is absolutely perfect.

Zuo Zhong didn't bother to care anymore, put down his cup and walked to the study room. His dormitory was reserved for him by the Yankee who ran the school. It has a perfect layout, complete facilities, and the most important thing is that it doesn't cost money.

He walked into the study room, closed the heavy solid wooden door, picked up the phone and called Gui Youguang who was busy in the office, and he suddenly discovered that sometimes things can really have the best of both worlds.

"Hey, Gui Youguang, haven't you started to determine the target yet?"

"That's good, take a good look at it in the national government."

"Okay, then you can do it as you see, and you have to be fast. If you have a goal, come find me in C, and I want to listen to your report."

Zuo Zhong finished talking to Gui Youguang on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone, and planned the next step in his mind. Once the plan is successful, not only can the traitor be dealt with, but one place can also be dealt with.

While thinking about it, he wanted to make a long-distance call: "Hello? Mayor Yu, I'm Zuo Zhong. I need you to communicate with the concession. The specific situation is as follows."

　Liang Shiqiu studied in Tsinghua University for 8 years. In 1922, he finally moved into a dormitory with flush toilets. He said with emotion that "the year before graduation is the most comfortable year". In the Nanjing National Government office building renovated in the late 1920s, such as the bathroom in the National Government Chairman's Office, there are also bathtubs, washbasins and toilets imported from the United States.

　　
　
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