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Chapter 42 Connectors
Zhang Anren looked at Xie Jiuwen who came in, and said with a smile: "Boss Xie, you haven't been here for a long time, how can you have business?"

Xie Jiuwen pointed to the suitcase: "Didn't Boss Zhang collect the medicine? I have a good medicine here."

Zhang Anren nodded: "Then please, Boss Xie, go to the back to discuss in detail, there are too many people here." Then he greeted the boy and walked back with Xie Jiuwen.

"Old Xie, why did you lose contact a few days ago." Entering the room, Zhang Anren looked at Xie Jiuwen seriously.

Xie Jiuwen explained: "The dogs from Secret Service Headquarters are after me, so I can only lie dormant. Fortunately, the witnesses arranged by the organization did not have any problems, otherwise it would be really dangerous."

Zhang Anren nodded. Xie Jiuwen is trustworthy, but discipline is discipline. The underground party can operate under the nose of the enemy because of iron-like discipline. He must make some things clear.

"Old Xie, the organization will investigate what you said, please understand."

"No problem, I am willing to accept the organization's investigation, please rest assured."

After talking about the business, Zhang Anren pointed to the suitcase: "What's in it, are you going to give me a present?"

"Yes, I specially sent you a good thing for Lao Zhang." After Xie Jiuwen finished speaking, he opened the suitcase: "Let's take a look, is it a good treasure?"

Zhang Anren didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was Xie Jiuwen's joke, but he immediately stood up after seeing the suitcase, and exclaimed: "Radio station!"

For the current underground party, the radio station is not only a treasure, but also invaluable. With the radio station, the Jinling Party Committee can directly contact the Southwest, without the need for traffic personnel to risk their lives to deliver information.

"Where did you come from? This is a good thing. There are not many military radio stations made in the United States, even if they are white dogs." After Zhang Anren was pleasantly surprised, he felt very strange.

Not to mention that Xie Jiuwen is just a battalion commander, even if he is a division commander, it is impossible for him to bring out the radio station. Losing the radio station is a crime of beheading.

During the period of cooperation between the two parties, Zhang Anren once saw this kind of radio station in the military headquarters.

At that time, the operator who operated the radio station showed off that this kind of radio station was the latest technology in the United States, with strong signal and high power, and could be used even in ravines.

Xie Jiuwen recounted what happened last night, and then passed the letter in his arms: "You will know the rest of the situation after reading this letter. I hope you don't blame me, Lao Zhang."

Zhang Anren took the letter in a daze, read it, and saw the first part of the letter, he was a little skeptical, but when he saw the military information, he was shocked and no longer suspicious.

Because he already knew this information, which was provided by a very reliable information channel, but there were no details in the letter, such as the specific number of people and the situation of borrowing from foreign governments.

The owner of the letter must be an important member of an important organ of the Guo Party, which also explains why he is so careful. Zhang Anren feels that he needs to report to Shanghai and the Southwest. This source of information is too important.

"Old Zhang, this information is too precious, and we also need this radio station, so I must take the risk to meet you." Xie Jiuwen on the side knew Zhang Anren's feeling at this time.

Zhang Anren didn't speak. After reading it back and forth several times, he directly lit a match and burned the letter. As an old intelligence officer, the numbers on the letter had already been deeply engraved in his mind.

"Old Xie, now I have a task for you and Comrade Gu Lan. You must forget the content of this letter and what happened before. This is an order!"

"Yes."

Since sending out the radio station, Zuo Zhong has been sending text messages at a fixed time every day. The frequency band number on his local number has been revised, but the underground party has not responded, and he knows that it is because the other party does not trust him.

However, for the sake of safety, he did not follow Xie Jiuwen any more, but patiently waited for the reply from there every day. Other than that, he scouted around for information to make preparations.

However, apart from some gossip news, there was not much to gain. Instead, I heard a lot of news from Song Minghao that high-level officials were involved in the sale of tobacco.

On this day, Zuo Zhong went to Dai Chunfeng's office to ask for alms from the cheap teacher. After the work of the intelligence department was on the right track, there was a shortage of medicines, electricity, transportation, and funds.

In short, everything is missing except people.

"Teacher, the students really have nothing to do. Follow those suspicious elements and drive their cars. You can't let your brothers chase cars on bicycles. There are also food and clothing, which one is not an expense."

Dai Chunfeng pointed at Zuo Chong's nose angrily: "I don't have any money, so don't tell me. The chairman only gives so much money to the Secret Service. Why do other departments have enough, but your intelligence department doesn't have enough?"

Zuo Zhong was speechless, other departments didn't need to perform so many tasks, but looking at Lao Dai's reaction, it is estimated that it is indeed a financial difficulty, and he has no choice.

After Dai Chunfeng scolded, he sat down on the sofa angrily. He was also very angry with Director Chen. The funds for the first and third offices were paid in full and on time, while the funds for the second office were not only small, but could not be paid in time.

It seems that Xu Enzeng was not only dissatisfied with Xu Enzeng's stroke last time, but Director Chen also had a problem with Dai Chunfeng. Unfortunately, the chairman of the committee is far away in Nanchang, so he can only pretend to be his grandson.

Zuo Zhong also heard some news, so he asked: "Teacher, did Director Chen make things difficult for you?"

Dai Chunfeng snorted: "He's not embarrassing me, he's embarrassing two places. In his eyes, the great cause of the party and the country is not as good as his cousin. If it's not for the overall situation, I must make their two cousins ​​look good."

Well, Lao Dai is just talking cruel words. He is a popular person in front of the bald head, but the popular people are also divided into three or six grades. Director Chen is not only the bald head's confidant, but also the junior in the family. How can he fight with others.

Zuo Zhong poured Dai Chunfeng a cup of hot tea, thinking about it. The intelligence department has a lot of work now. In addition to targeting the counter-espionage of the party, government and military departments, it also needs to actively attack the spy. It can't be done without money.

Suddenly Zuo Zhong thought of what Song Minghao said, and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, did Director Chen and Director Xu open a cigarette company in Jinling?"

Dai Chunfeng patted the sofa: "Where did you hear that? Don't spread rumors. How could Director Chen do such a thing? If outsiders hear about it, I can't keep you."

Oh?Either Director Chen or Xu Enzeng. Thinking of this old fox, Zuo Zhong thought it was okay to provoke him. It doesn't matter if it's money or not. They can't be allowed to poison the people of the country like this.

Zuo Zhong said coldly: "Teacher, if you can't swallow this breath, the students will pay you. Aren't they selling tobacco and soil? I led people to sweep their place and robbed them of their stolen money."

Dai Chunfeng laughed angrily at Zuo Zhong's words: "Zuo Zhong, do you think you are the king of heaven, you can do whatever you want, I think you are in a daze! Get out of here!"

Zuo Zhongbigan upper body: "I just can't stand them bullying teachers. Why can't we get normal funds for them because they are popular and hot? They don't even care about the safety of the party and the country. Are we officers even fighting back? Don't you have any rights?"

Alas, Shen finally cared about himself, Dai Chunfeng's anger dissipated a lot, thinking about what Zuo Zhong said, he was also wronged, he just wanted to do something to please the bald head, is it really that difficult?

Seeing that Dai Chunfeng stopped cursing, Zuo Zhong said again: "Teacher, don't worry. The students in the special training class are all loyal to you. As long as they plan properly and act quickly, those idiots in one place will not be able to find a trace of evidence."

Dai Chunfeng was very entangled. If he was found out after doing this, it would be difficult for him to sue his old man and return home.But thinking of the hatefulness of Director Chen and Xu Enzeng, I couldn't swallow this breath.

Thinking about his own life, Dai Chunfeng lamented his bad luck, and finally decided to bear with it, because a little unbearable will lead to chaos and big plans.

When the Chairman returned to Jinling, he, Dai Chunfeng, would definitely give Xu Enzeng a good look.

Dai Chunfeng decided to persuade Zuo Zhong, otherwise this kid would really dare to pierce the sky. Just as he was about to speak, the phone on the table rang. Dai Chunfeng hesitated and decided to answer the phone first.

"Hi, I'm Dai Chunfeng."

"What, didn't you say it before, why did something happen?"

"Director Chen, how can we carry out our mission without gasoline."

"No, we only want this batch."

"Hello? Director Chen? Hello?"

Dai Chunfeng dropped the phone and trembled in anger, his face was ferocious. Zuo Zhong knew that Director Chen was out of order again, and he was going crazy without seeing Dai.

Dai Chunfeng didn't expect that he decided to settle the matter, but they still targeted him.

The [-] barrels of gasoline distributed by the Military Commission were supposed to go to the Second Division, but now they are gone, and the person surnamed Chen has the face to say that he will wait until the next distribution before giving it to the Second Division.

"Too much deceit! Zuo Zhong, come with me to the bureau, I want to see what kind of tricks the surname Chen is playing."

Dai Chunfeng took Zuo Zhong angrily to the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics of the Military Commission, just in time to block Director Chen and Xu Enzeng, who were pointing at a document in the conference room.

It was the first time Zuo Zhong saw the legendary Director Chen, but he didn't have the place to speak here, so he could only stand respectfully beside Dai Chunfeng, watching the big bosses fight with swords.

"Director Chen, is our second office your subordinate? You must give us a reason why you want to cancel our gasoline quota."

"Chunfeng, I can't help it. The fifty barrels of gasoline are gone, and the official vehicles in the bureau also need fuel. You have to be patient and wait until the next batch comes. I will be the first to distribute it to the second department. "

"Director Dai, don't embarrass Director Chen. You are not the only one in the bureau, and the first and third offices have not received gasoline. We should think more about Shangfeng, what do you think?"

Zuo Zhong was bored listening to the three secret service leaders fighting each other here, but when he saw the text, he knew he was right today. This is the material deployment plan for the Southwest War!
Zuo Zhong glanced at the three of them, and found that their backs were facing him, and they didn't notice this at all. What should we do? Should we take this opportunity to steal this precious information? The opportunity is really rare.

While hesitating, Director Chen walked out, as if he was too lazy to talk to Dai Chunfeng, Dai Chunfeng and Xu Enzeng quickly followed.

　At 12:14 in the morning, I continued to work and add revisions. Thanks to "Listen to the Day" and "Novice Fisherman" for their chapter push, thank you.

　　
　
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