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Chapter 839 The Art of Shaking the Pot (the Necessary Pavement for the Subsequent Plot)
"Bang bang bang~"

"Ah!!! Forgive me!"

In the cold winter of Jiangcheng, a glimmer of sunshine suddenly shines through the low clouds and the gunpowder smoke drifts wantonly under the Tyndall effect.

The three bomb craters were evenly distributed around him. It was indeed impossible for Zuo Zhong to directly kill the person in charge of the Secret Service Headquarters under the watchful eyes of everyone, but there was no problem in scaring him.

To put it mildly, it was a fight between two secret service agencies. To put it more broadly, the actions of the other party seriously affected the secret service's plan to deal with the frontal battlefield, and it was suspected of delaying the war opportunity.

So it's not too much to teach him a lesson, not to mention that cutting someone's future is a great enemy, and Zuo Zhong didn't kill Xu Enzeng on the spot, which can be regarded as restraint and a sense of the overall situation.

Everyone in the Secret Service present looked at Xu Enzeng, who was full of ugliness, with sneering faces. It is a kind of sadness that such a person can become the director.

Zuo Zhong retracted his gun, looked at Cai Motian, who was calm and composed, and asked coldly, "What's your name, what did you see just now?"

"No! Didn't see anything."

Cai Motian shook his head seriously, and introduced himself: "I want to report to Commander Zuo, my humble job name is Cai Motian, and his public identity is the Deputy Director of the Inspection Department of the Jiangcheng Security Command, but he is actually the Special Commissioner of the Secret Service Headquarters in Changcheng.

A few days ago, I received information that there are a large number of dissidents hiding in the industrial area. This trip is to accompany Director Xu to carry out the task of arresting the underground party. We have absolutely no intention of sabotaging your operation. . "

"Cai Motian? Do you know me?"

Zuo Zhong raised his eyebrows. Has his reputation spread all over Jiangcheng? Even a small deputy director of the inspection office knows that he is Zuo.

But why is the name so familiar? He quickly recalled it in his mind, and soon thought of the case of the traitor Gu of the Red Team. It seems that this person was in charge of the investigation.

Cai Motian, who was on the opposite side, was numb when he heard this question, and didn't know how to respond. He couldn't tell the fact that the Secret Service Headquarters collected high-level intelligence from the Secret Service, because it would really kill people.

Although Zuo Zhong is the deputy director and he is also the deputy director, but the deputy director is different from the deputy director. Killing him is like killing a chicken, and there is no need for any reason at all.

At this time, Gu Qi, who was standing by and watching the play, glanced at Cai Motian, quietly leaned into Zuo Chong's ear, and introduced the specific information of the other party.

Cai Motian, born in 1905, is a native of Lu County, Ping City, Gan Province. He graduated from the Department of Economics of Daocheng University, and was a graduate student of Keio University and the University of Tokyo.

The other party entered the secret intelligence department like a duck to water, relying on his diploma and superb skills, he was promoted all the way, and quickly became the director of the Jiangcheng Police Station, holding a lot of power.

It is said that this person came to the bald man's mansion with Gu's case. The bald man ignored Gu, but shook hands with Cai Motian first, and praised him for his hard work.

Zuo Zhong sneered after hearing this, and snorted coldly at Cai Motian, the rumor must have been spread by the other party, in order to claim credit for himself, this guy is so brave, he dared to arrange a bald head.

He understands the bald-headed style, even if he is optimistic about another person, he will not say such straightforward words of appreciation. Besides, Cai Motian doesn't even have a letter from Zeng Gong, so he is considered a fart confidant.

Thinking of the two brochures that he admired with his bald head in his office, Zuo Zhong felt even worse, and repeated the question just now: "I was asking you, why didn't you answer."

Cai Motian's thoughts changed sharply, and he immediately replied respectfully: "Mr. Zuo has a great reputation, and I have long been yearning for him. I am so lucky to see you today. I can't help but lose my temper. Please forgive me."

As expected of someone who has read the book, the words he speaks are pleasant.

Zuo Zhong's expression slowed down slightly, he bent down to help Xu Enzeng up, who was dripping "water" from his trousers, and turned his head to ask Cai Motian.

"Well, let's take Director Xu with you. If you take any action in the future, you must report and file to the bureau headquarters and the attendant room. There are no rules and regulations. I don't need to say more about this reason."

"Understood, I will resign from my humble position."

Sure enough, Cai Motian, as if he had been pardoned, left in embarrassment with the trembling Xu Enzeng. The two walked slowly at first, then faster and faster, and finally ran wildly and disappeared on the streets of Hanyang.

The battle outside had also ended. Facing the dark muzzle of the Secret Service, the staff of the Secret Service Headquarters squatted obediently on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, not daring to move. They witnessed the escape of the two officers.

No one knows how they are feeling at the moment, and it is probably not very good, especially after seeing Zuo Zhong, the chief of the Secret Service, come out to condolences to the wounded and arrange rescue, the resentment in their eyes can hardly be concealed.

"Deputy Director, how do I report this matter?"

Looking at the scene full of casualties, Gu Qi was embarrassed. In today's battle, five or six of the Secret Service died, and there were countless serious and minor injuries. It can be called the heaviest casualty since its establishment.

Fortunately, most of the victims were newcomers added in the past two years. Wu Chunyang and others were safe and sound, and the old man suffered very little loss. Overall, there were no injuries, which had little effect on the combat effectiveness.

The Secret Service headquarters was miserable. The corpses lined up in a long row. According to preliminary statistics, nearly 40 to [-] people were killed, dozens of people were seriously injured, and the number of lightly injured was the least.

This is not surprising, because the secret service personnel always go to the vital points, and they will not be seriously injured if they can be killed. This has saved Xu Enzeng's medical expenses.

As for pensions, Xu Enqiang ordered to withhold 10% of the monthly salary of all secret agents, which made the mutual aid fund go bankrupt for several years, and no one knew where the money went
Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong smiled and didn't answer. He handed over this matter to everyone and asked them to share their thoughts. It was a different kind of assessment.

After all, if he wants to work in the government, he must not only be able to solve crimes, but also understand politics. He doesn't want his subordinates to be idiots who can only do things.

So everyone expressed their opinions one by one. Most people thought that the responsibility should be pushed on Xu Enzeng's head. In fact, this is indeed the other party's responsibility.

Wu Jingzhong was even more indignant and said that he should not have let the other party go just now, but should have arrested him and handed it over to the bureau headquarters for handling, lest Xu Enzeng sabotage the operation next time.

Zuo Zhong shook his head slightly at this, and gave him an example with a little deep meaning: "Old Wu, suppose you go to work in a local station, and you have two subordinates, A and B. A is your confidant, and B is an expert in business. Individuals fight each other.

One day, B caught A’s embezzlement and evidence of breaking the law. He knew that the person in charge of another department, C, was an accomplice of A, but he jumped off the building with the other party and died together. Let me ask you, how do you write this report? ? "

Wu Jingzhong was stunned. To tell the truth, it will inevitably affect him. If there is a problem with his cronies, his boss must be to blame.

But favoring A would give the opponent an excuse, and it wasn't appropriate. This was a dilemma, and he couldn't help frowning, a little hesitant.

"Haha, you are just too honest."

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong laughed, patted the other person on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Why don't I help you draw up a telegram, just listen to it, and then think about today's firefight."

Without waiting for Wu Jingzhong's reply, he turned around with his hands behind his back, raised his head after ten seconds and spoke in Wu Jingzhong's tone.

"Admirals from committees and bureaus, hereby staff member B of our station, together with member C of the business organization, will carry out the task of eradicating rodents and insects.

Because the house was in disrepair for a long time, the stairs suddenly collapsed, causing two people to fall to their deaths. Fortunately, the rest of the people were not injured.

B and C were unfortunately killed. My colleagues and I are deeply saddened and determined to strengthen safety precautions in future work to prevent such incidents from happening again.

In addition, B has lived alone for a long time, and his board and lodging are all in the office. He is inevitably depressed, and his mood has been particularly unstable recently. The details are to be investigated, Wu. "

Wu Jingzhong was dumbfounded. Isn't this Chi Guoguo's deception to Shangfeng? If people find out, this kind of thing will lose their heads.

Then he thought about why the deputy director said that. After a long time, he seemed to have caught a glimmer of inspiration, but he was not sure.

"do you understand?"

Zuo Zhong raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "The higher-ups care about the result, not the process, as long as your story is well written and everyone can save face, then there is no problem.

Just like this telegram, even if someone makes a small report, with the last sentence "details to be investigated", you will be invincible, you can attack when you retreat, and you can defend when you advance.

So it doesn't matter how these people died today, the important thing is not to cause trouble to the commissioners and bureaus. The two intelligence agencies are fighting each other, which is a big trouble. "

Speaking of this, he looked at the thoughtful Gucci: "For the record, when we meet the headquarters of the Wenwen Bureau and the attendant's room, we will say that the first and second offices jointly acted to investigate the underground of Hanyang ~ the party and the spies.

As a result, unfortunately, an ambush was encountered, and the enemy suddenly rushed out. The situation was extremely critical. The personnel involved in the operation were grateful for the will of the leader, fought to the death in the battle, and successfully repelled the opponent.

Considering the failure of this operation, there may be leaks and other reasons, a conclusion can only be reached after detailed investigation. At present, the personnel of the two offices are chasing the fleeing enemy to find out the responsibility.

However, our side suffered a lot of losses, which will inevitably affect future intelligence operations. Special application for supplementary personnel, weapons, equipment, and funds. The Special Affairs Department of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau. "

high!
It's really high.

Everyone was convinced, saying that the car crash was a joint action, and the Rush was an encounter with the enemy. By the way, they asked for an addition, so that not only Shangfeng would have face, but they would also be able to benefit from it.

The four words of reconnaissance and responsibility are a stroke of genius. Gu Zhongya talked to Xu Enzeng on the phone, and when he was arresting the spy leader, he appeared again. Who can guarantee that he will have no problems.

I'm afraid that Er Chen would not dare to say such things. When necessary, these two matters can be thrown out to attract attention. With the other party taking the blame, the Secret Service and even they can rest easy.

It is indeed appropriate to report in this way. No wonder the deputy director was able to rise to the top in just a few years. It seems that they still have a lot to learn, so there are so many flatterers.

Zuo Zhong waved his hand, his expression gradually becoming serious: "Okay, let's not talk about gossip, go to the spy leader's safe house to see, by the way, Chunyang, did the brothers catch up with the target or take a frontal photo of this person. "

"Report, no."

Wu Chunyang, who had just learned about the situation, explained with a bitter face: "The target lowered his head when he came, and the situation was too chaotic during the firefight, they only had time to take a profile photo and lost him.

In addition, we found the administrator of the building. Unfortunately, this person was stunned by the previous explosion and was unable to accept inquiries. The identity and appearance of the spy leader cannot be known for the time being.

According to my observation, the other party is male, about 1.7 meters tall, judging by his movements, his age is about 35 to 45 years old, I have arranged for personnel to trace his whereabouts, and the results should be available soon. "

Zuo Zhong wasn't too disappointed. If he was caught by the tail so easily, he wouldn't be a spy. He immediately looked at the window that was still smoking not far away, and walked over.

Even if there was a fire and an explosion at the scene, there was only a few minutes between the people in the Secret Service Headquarters making a noise and the target jumping out of the window, and there might be something left in the room.

(End of this chapter)