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Chapter 462 Old Friends Gathering
this afternoon.

Still in the office of Brondo, the British Consul General in the Republic of China, Formosa told Brondo about his experience at the scene of the crime, and finally made a request.

"Mr. Consul, I am sure that there are Chinese people behind the death of Salut Hoon. Now please arrange for the radio station of the consulate to send a telegram on this frequency. I need your help."

After he finished speaking, he took out an envelope from his inner pocket. The bright red MI2 stamp on the surface of the envelope indicated that it came from MI[-], an organization that had made great contributions to the expansion of the United Kingdom and was ubiquitous.

Bai Longdu next to him frowned imperceptibly, he didn't want to deal with the intelligence department, these guys didn't have the slightest gentlemanly demeanor, and at the same time possessed frighteningly high power.

For example, in the consulate, they can freely check everyone's letters and monitor everyone's phone calls, even the consul general himself, which makes everyone very nervous.

He has repeatedly raised objections to the London side, clearly requesting to limit the overseas authority of the military intelligence department, because the presence of the other party has interfered with the normal work of the embassy and consulate.

Besides, it's not that he's greedy, it's because of the little salary that His Majesty pays him. After retirement, he might not even be able to afford a toilet in London.

My Great Britain has its own national conditions here.

Bai Longdu thought a lot in a flash, took the envelope calmly, raised his head and said sarcastically, "It's unbelievable. Mr. Formosa is actually a member of MI[-]."

"No, Mr. Consul, you have misunderstood. I am only carrying out the orders of Scotland Yard. There is the content of the message I want to send and a one-time password in the envelope. Please send someone to send it immediately."

Formosa explained what was in the envelope with a blank face, and did not respond to the ridicule. He could understand Berondo's thoughts, but in fact he himself disliked the style of the military intelligence department.

And if it weren't for the national interests and the dignity of the empire, Scotland Yard would not cooperate with those black suits. If this matter leaked out, the reputation of the police would be greatly affected.

After all, in the eyes of most people, blood, conspiracy, betrayal, and lies are synonymous with the intelligence industry, and it will not end well if they collude with it. We must firmly draw a clear line and keep a distance.

Bai Longdu took a look at the other party and realized that he was also tricked by the military intelligence department, so he walked out of the office with a smile and went to the telecommunications department. As for the content of the telegram, Mr. Consul is not interested in knowing.

After spending so many years in the colonies and the Republic of China, he understands a truth, that is, don’t watch what you shouldn’t watch, ignore what you shouldn’t care about, and don’t listen to what you shouldn’t listen to. Only in this way can you live a long life.

When the British were intriguing with each other, Zuo Zhong received a report from the newcomer on Formosa. He glanced at it and threw the report aside. The result was as expected.

I personally arranged the scene and arranged the evidence, the probability of an accident is not high, not to mention that those waiters have left Jinling long ago, and the sea of ​​people is so vast, it is almost impossible to find them again.

No evidence.

No witnesses.

Unless the Formosa approach made Sha Luxun testify from hell, the case would be over here, and he had successfully completed the task assigned by the bald head, and he did not get the military salary in vain.

Zuo Zhong knocked his feet on the desk, reached out to take the phone and hugged it in his arms, turned the handle and made a phone call. He hadn't seen Ban Jun and Xing Hanliang for quite a while, and he really missed them.

But there is no way to do it. People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. Now his identity is very sensitive. If he gets close to anyone, he will easily cause big trouble to the other party. It is best to stay away.

Just as he was thinking that the call was connected, the voice of Ban Jun on the other end of the phone was a little tired, but he happily agreed to the invitation. It seems that the customs anti-smuggling department has been very busy recently.

It's just that the job of the old class belongs to the kind of job that requires less work and more money, so it shouldn't be so hard. Could it be that someone is bullying the old classmate again? If it is true, he will check to see if there are any spies in the customs.

While thinking, Zuo Zhong made an appointment with Ban Jun to meet at night, and asked the other party to call Xing Hanliang. Tonight, he decided not to get drunk and to get together with his old classmates and friends.

In the field of intelligence, the nerves are always tense and accidents are prone to occur. Proper relaxation is essential. By the way, let’s talk about everyone’s recent situation and see if there is anything I can do to help.

As the saying goes, helping others is helping oneself. The relationship between the Secret Service and the Police Department of the Ministry of the Interior is so harmonious, which is due to Xing Hanliang. Otherwise, those police officers from the army would not be so easy to talk to.

As for the customs, the other side has been very cooperative in their previous investigation of the spy case, providing a lot of data and personnel information of commercial organizations, all of which were mediated by Ban Jun.

In the officialdom, fellow villagers and classmates are the best bond of interests. After all, a person's strength is limited, and he cannot accomplish great things. You can't do it alone in your career, you must be good at leveraging your strengths.

So when it was time to get off work, Zuo Zhong drove to Dehe Tower in advance. Since he came here when he was in the drug case, this place has become his regular place to entertain guests. There is nothing wrong with this place except that it is expensive.

He didn't wait long at the door when he saw a police car approaching from a distance. It was obvious that Xing Hanliang was doing well, and he even had a special car, which was the treatment only a senior officer could have.

This is also normal, with the contacts left by the distant uncle, the special relationship with the Secret Service, and the care of Section Chief Yang, it is difficult for such a talent to get promoted without being promoted.

"Zuo Zhong." Xing Hanliang over there waved vigorously as soon as he got out of the car.

Zuo Zhong also greeted them with a smile: "Han Liang, old class."

After meeting, the three old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time happily stood at the door of Dehe Tower and chatted for a long time, until the waiter asked if the food could be served, and then the three of them walked into the restaurant together.

As soon as he sat down, Xing Hanliang excitedly announced a piece of good news: "Zuo Zhong, I am now the deputy chief of the security department, and it will be much easier if you want to transfer files for any case in the future."

"Oh?"

Zuo Zhong's eyes lit up when he heard that, the position of the Public Security Section of the Police Department is very important, and he has the files of many prominent figures in Jinling, both black and white, which is really good news.

In the past, the intelligence department had to go through formal procedures to transfer files. Although no one made it difficult, it was still not confidential enough. Now that the security department has its own staff, it is much easier to check who else.

He smiled and asked: "Is it because your uncle has made great efforts? Although this position is not a high-ranking official, it is quite lucrative, and it can also establish relationships with various parties. It will be very helpful for your future progress."

"That's right, my uncle said the same thing. He has gained a firm foothold in the local area. With a senior official, the old relationship in the Ministry of the Interior is willing to be a bit thinner. No, I took this position."

Xing Hanliang explained the ins and outs of his promotion in a few words. Thinking about being pushed out to the branch office when he first went to the police department, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Haha, Zuo Zhong, don't talk about Han Liang, you are now a majestic Lieutenant Colonel Intelligence Section Chief, and you have the highest rank and military rank among the graduates of our Hangzhou Police Academy."

Ban Jun on the side interjected, and then said with a complicated expression: "I thought I advised you not to enter the Secret Service, but now it seems that I was wrong, you are born to eat this bowl of rice.

It’s just that this line of work is too offensive, so you have to think twice before you do things. Sometimes you leave a line in your life so that you can see each other in the future. No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, so it’s always right to be cautious. "

His words are not pleasant, but they are from the bottom of his heart. As the saying goes, a flower does not have a hundred days to be successful, and a person does not have a thousand days to be happy. If one does not think about retreating when one gains power, no matter how high one climbs to the end, it is likely to be nothing.

"Old Ban, what you said is wrong. Gold will shine everywhere. Believe it or not, maybe I'm better off in the police department than in the secret service. I didn't even see that Han Liang became a section chief."

Zuo Zhong made a small joke at first, and then replied with a serious face: "Thank you for reminding me, just rest assured, I always follow my inner conscience in doing things, and never do things that hurt nature and reason.

After entering the Secret Service, the people arrested and mass murdered are the enemies of the country and the nation. Even if a hundred years later, I will go to the underworld and suffer the torture of the [-]th hell, I will never regret it. "

"That's fine, that's fine."

Ban Jun was very pleased.After getting along in the police academy for so long, he really didn't want this little brother to end up in a dead end. Few people in the intelligence industry can end well, so he must always be vigilant.

"Old Ban, don't just talk about it. How are the sister-in-law and the child doing? The old man is in good health. Let's take a look together if we have a chance. If you need help, just tell me."

Xing Hanliang saw that the topic was a bit heavy, so he talked about Ban Jun's family members. He had been classmates for two years. He knew that the big brother cared most about his relatives, and he would talk non-stop once he mentioned it.

Zuo Zhong also turned his head to look at Ban Jun. In fact, he had long wanted to persuade him to send the old man to Europe or the United States for treatment. In this day and age, the level of medical care in the West is indeed much better than that of the Republic of China.

If you don’t get the money together, you can help yourself, but you can’t watch the old man suffer. Anyway, the salary is still in the bank, so it’s better to lend it to a friend to solve the practical difficulties.

Hearing the concerns of the two friends, Ban Jun smiled and said: "They are all returning to their hometowns. The price of goods in Jinling is too high. With my little salary, life is very tight. It is better to go back to my hometown."

"Going home?"

"When did this happen?"

Both Zuo Zhong and Xing Hanliang were a little surprised that this happened too suddenly. Jinling's education and medical care are much better than those in the countryside. What if the children go to school after returning?What about the treatment of the elderly?
"kindness."

Ban Jun smiled and replied: "It happened two days ago, save a little more money now, and you can save more for the children in the future. The old man has medicine prescribed by the hospital. After eating, buy it and send it back."

"Oh, that's not bad."

Xing Hanliang was a carefree person, so he stopped asking questions immediately.

And Zuo Zhong saw that the other party said it was easy, and it was someone else's family matter, so he couldn't persuade him anymore, but he took a look at the squad army who was slightly different from the past, and always felt that there was something wrong.

(End of this chapter)