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Chapter 424
Liu Gui died quietly, and the Secret Service notified the first office. After learning that Liu Gui had escaped from prison and was shot dead, the first office did not send anyone to collect the body, but instead let the secret service dispose of it at will.

This matter was a bit unethical, no matter what, Liu Gui was the chief of the intelligence section of the first department, and he ended up dead without a place to bury him. This incident made many agents of the Secret Service Headquarters chill.

In the end, Zuo Zhong paid for the burial of the other party. Anyone who hears this should speak out of benevolence. Killing the escaped prisoner is a duty, and burying former colleagues is a matter of affection. The two should not be confused.

After this incident, Section Chief Zuo, who was originally not well-known in the intelligence system, somehow gained the reputation of the Bureau of Statistics for timely rain.

When Zuo Zhong found out, he returned to the office angrily, even the souvenirs from Bai Wenzhi's two in-laws couldn't make him happy. He never expected that Gou Ri's Liu Gui would not stop after his death.

"Chief, coffee."

At this time, He Yijun walked in slowly, looking at the gloomy section chief with some curiosity, the spy case was successfully concluded, why the section chief was unhappy, could there be something hidden behind the case.

Zuo Chong closed his eyes and pointed to the table. Right now he was not in the mood to drink coffee. He only thought about one thing, and that was whether to drag Liu out of the grave and kill him again to vent his hatred.

Forget it, I guess it’s all interesting. If you have the time, it’s better to find out another problem, but you have to keep it secret. After thinking for a while, he opened his eyes and said something to He Yijun who was sorting out the files.

"We haven't gone out for a long time, let's go shopping together in Jinling. I heard that there are flower shows in many places in the city, and there are magic shows from Nanyang. You remember to change into casual clothes and leave in 10 minutes."

"Okay, Chief."

He Yijun was very pleasantly surprised. Since the Hideaki Miyamoto case, the intelligence department has been in constant motion, and there is no chance of vacation. When she heard that she could go out, she immediately ran back to the suite to choose clothes.

But they still didn't leave after 10 minutes, because Wu Chunyang knocked on the door of the office, then sneaked in, and put a sealed document on the table.

"Section Chief, the action report from Shanghai has arrived. The British guys have killed 4 people and seriously injured 8 people. The person in charge of the special department is leaving for the UK today to report on his duties. He should be a scapegoat."

Wu Chunyang smiled and told the follow-up of the retaliatory action. More than a dozen intelligence personnel were killed and injured at a time. It seems that the British military intelligence department will be quiet for a while, unless these John Bulls are not afraid of death.

Zuo Zhong walked to the hanger and straightened the collar of his suit: "Have the British contacted the government through diplomatic channels for an explanation, or asked about Vanessa, Wang Deyong, and Sha Luxun?"

"No, this matter involves the chairman of the committee and Wang. The other party will not put it on the table, let alone ask about the whereabouts of Vanessa and Wang Deyong. There is something wrong with Sha Luxun."

When Wu Chunyang mentioned this, he looked disdainful: "The British are going to let Scotland Yard's detectives come to China to investigate the car accident case of Sha Luxun and Shanghai. After suffering such a big loss, I still don't want to give up."

Scotland Yard?

Zuo Chong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This name often appeared in various novels and film and television dramas in later generations.

I'm afraid there is something wrong with the brains of the British. Normal people can't think of such an idea of ​​using local police agencies to deal with intelligence agencies. Is there any problem in this, such as playing a trick to hide the situation.

But this is Daiying, no matter how unreasonable things are placed on the other party, it becomes reasonable. Perhaps the John Bulls think that it is just a piece of cake for the famous Scotland Yard to clean up the Secret Service.

"Pay close attention to the personnel from Scotland Yard who come to China, and find out whether the other party is related to the Special Department and the British military intelligence department. If so, find an opportunity to send him back to his hometown. If not, let him go."

Zuo Zhong thought about it, and felt that a detective couldn't make a big wave, just keep an eye on it, if he deliberately targeted it, he might hit the opponent's arms, and he also wanted to see if Scotland Yard was so good.

Wu Chunyang withdrew the document: "I will make arrangements. The police station has already buried people. Once the British appear, don't even think about leaving our sight. Then I won't bother you and Ms. He. I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he smiled surreptitiously and ran away without a trace. It seems that his mobile skills are well practiced. If he can maintain this high level during missions, he will not be able to guarantee his title as the number one expert in the intelligence department of Youguang.

Zuo Zhong looked at the slightly swinging gate and rubbed his head. His subordinates are becoming more and more unscrupulous. What's the reason?
No, definitely not.

He immediately denied this extremely absurd guess, and went downstairs with He Yijun to the car. The moment he got in the car, he found that Dai Chunfeng's car was not parked downstairs, did he go out?

Will there be a problem here.

A trace of doubt flashed in Zuo Zhong's mind, and then he smiled dumbly. He really became more and more suspicious. Old Dai probably went back to rest. Not only are they tired these days, but the other party is also not relaxed.

He shook his head with a smile, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed out of the gate. Afterwards, the two of them spent a whole day shopping at various attractions and had a great time. Autumn is indeed the most beautiful season in Jinling.

Until the evening, the car was parked in front of a small Cantonese restaurant near the Nationalist Government. Now is the time when money is tight, and there is no need to go to places that are too extravagant for meals.

Besides, Zuo Zhong just went to Dehe Tower with Lao Bai and his wife last night, and eating raw seafood every day is not interesting, why not go to a new place and try the delicacies of the local tyrant Zheng's hometown of Guangdong Province.

What's more important is that you can just see the road in the residential area next to the construction committee. The purpose of his trip is to find out the background of the suspicious mansion. Shopping and eating with He Yijun is just a cover.

Zuo Zhong purposely chose a window seat on the second floor. After sitting down, he glanced at the two small roads while lighting his cigarette. The traffic on the cement road was very small, and there were pedestrians passing by on the charcoal road from time to time.

The roads that are not far apart are like the clear boundaries between black and white. People will never cross the threshold, and officials will not condescend to walk with people at the bottom, even if the two sides live very close.

So here comes the problem, that Guo Party official understands anti-tracking technology and has a strong sense of vigilance. For such a professional intelligence officer, he should have taken a concrete road that is more in line with his identity.

But the fact is that he took the cinder road which is easy to reveal his identity. There is only one possibility. It may be the first time he went to the mansion that day, and he was not familiar with the surrounding situation, so he chose a small road at random.

Another point is that seeing the other party skillfully jumping over puddles and avoiding muddy ponds, he should often take this kind of broken road. This is even more incredible, and it also illustrates a problem.

Being used to walking on muddy ground means that the person's previous working and living environment was not in a city, at least not in a big city with complete infrastructure. It is very likely to be in a remote place such as a village or a county seat.

A transferred agent?

Was he passively transferred to Jinling because of a sudden change in cover status?

Or did he take the initiative to transfer to Jinling because he wanted to complete an important task?

"Ashtray, sir."

"Thank you."

Just as Zuo Zhong was thinking, the boy from the restaurant brought an ashtray and opened the window a little, so that it would be easier to observe. He flicked the ashtray and continued to think.

If it's just a change of work location, there are two possibilities. If you combine the fact that the other party went directly to the official residence, the possibility of this person being transferred to Jinling due to a cover change of identity is not great.

The official residence of the construction committee, or an intelligence base, or a joint location, or a safe house, in short, due to the special attributes of the official residence, it has a high degree of security and concealment.

Such an important place is a precious asset for any intelligence organization, and it must be used with great care. There must be a reason for a newcomer who is not familiar with the place to go.

Either the newcomer is an important person, or the newcomer has an important task, but if the other party is an important person, he will not be in the country all the time. What kind of high-level information can be obtained in that kind of place.

With such an exclusion, the identity of the suspicious official is easy to guess. An intelligence officer with an important mission has just been transferred to Jinling from other places, and he went to the official residence to make connections or report.

Zuo Zhong stubbed out the cigarette butt, watched the cold dishes served by the waiter, picked up his chopsticks, and chatted with He Yijun while eating, but kept his eyes on the situation in the opposite residential area.

It was rare to come out and lie down, He Yijun seemed very happy today, gossiping about the gossip in the office, such as a certain section chief lost thousands of dollars playing cards, another section chief was afraid of internal affairs and so on.

Zuo Zhong laughed secretly, knowing that she was using this method to report the internal information of the Secret Service, so he listened carefully, but he didn't expect that there was even some side news about Dai Chunfeng.

He Yijun said in a low voice: "Chief, I have reliable news. The chief sent people to buy a lot of cosmetics and women's clothes from several department stores in Shanghai. They were nailed in wooden boxes and shipped back to Jinling."

cosmetic?women's clothes?
Zuo Zhong took a sip of tea, and suddenly thought of Yue Dawu who was peeking at the toilet. This guy also said that Dai Chunfeng secretly met with a woman in the National Government, and he made it very mysterious.

Is it possible that I want to have another cheap mistress, it is unlikely, Lao Dai is very obsessed with power, and now his career is on the rise, there is no reason why he suddenly loves beauties and not loves Jiangshan.

His heart moved, and he pretended to be skeptical and asked: "Yi Jun, who told you this, it can't be a rumor, don't talk about such things in the future, the most secret service is to inquire."

"I know the section chief is the operator of the telecommunications department. The message they translated for Secretary Li is absolutely accurate. I have verified it many times." He Yijun nodded, she knew the seriousness of the matter.

Zuo Zhong fell into deep thought. Based on his knowledge of Mr. Cheap, that woman is likely to be Lao Dai's eyeliner, so what part would the other party be?Underground party?Japanese?Local warlords?

After thinking about it, he felt that the possibility of the underground party was higher, and the two parties should be in preliminary contact, otherwise, there was no need for Lao Dai to keep it a secret from him. Dai Chunfeng was trying to catch a big fish.

While the two were chatting, the dishes were served steaming hot. Cantonese cuisine pays attention to pot gas. Dishes need to be fried quickly, and customers have to eat them while they are hot to taste their burnt aroma. This is called pot gas.

Zuo Zhong smelled the fragrance of the vegetables, but felt that there were some things that should not be rushed, so he smiled and said, "Eat, and don't talk to those people in the telecommunications department from now on, the leak will definitely be pushed to you, so be careful."

"Oh, I see."

When He Yijun heard Zuo Zhong's concern, his heart warmed slightly, his eyes accidentally glanced out of the window, and then his face revealed a look of doubt, pointing to the car passing by in the distance and said.

"Section Chief, that's Xu Enzeng's car, right?"

Xu Enzeng?
Hearing this, Zuo Chong followed her hand and saw a Buick sedan quickly driving into the gate of the construction committee. He didn't see the license plate clearly, but it was indeed the first-class special car of the director.

　I feel uncomfortable, and it will be released automatically. If there is a typo, please point out and change it tomorrow, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)