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Chapter 851 Half a Photo
The Secret Service's office in Changcheng.

Zuo Zhong walked into the office building with the materials Guo Bin had given him, and the passing secret agents stopped and saluted when they saw the deputy director.

He nodded slightly as a signal, strode to the door of Dai Chunfeng's office, and immediately heard Lao Dai's roar from inside the door.

"What are you doing to eat? You were asked to protect the "Xinhua Newspaper". As a result, they burned the newspaper office, and you didn't even catch a shadow. Waste, what a bunch of waste!"

Lao Dai sent someone to protect the land ~ the newspaper office of the lower party?
Probably surveillance.

Zuo Zhong pursed his lips, raised his hand and knocked on the door and called out a report, the sound of reprimands in the room stopped immediately, and then the door was opened from the inside.

Through the half-open door, a team leader of the Operations Division looked at him eagerly, obviously hoping that Zuo Zhong could say something nice for them.

Dai Chunfeng didn't treat the people below him as kindly and amiably as he did to his proud disciples. Swearing at others was considered light, and it was not uncommon for Dai Chunfeng to do it.

Zuo Zhong patted the other party's shoulder with a smile, stretched his head to look into the room, and saw Lao Dai sitting behind the desk with a dark face, even the discipline buttons that had been tied meticulously in the past had been untied.

Strange, it is said that the burning of "Xinhua Newspaper" has nothing to do with the Secret Service. Even if the surveillance personnel did not catch the arsonist, there is no need for Mr. Cheap to be so angry, unless...

His heart moved, he sniffed, and immediately smelled a faint smell of kerosene on the personnel of the operations department, and he didn't run away. The newspaper office was burned by the Secret Service, and Lao Dai was acting.

Realizing this, Zuo Zhong waved his hands with a smile, and when the scolded agent left, he walked quickly to Lao Dai and made a report in a respectful tone.

"Teacher, the leader of the Japanese intelligence organization in Changcheng has been arrested and surrendered. As long as you give an order, we can catch all the Japanese spies lurking in the local area at any time.

Here is the list and information of the spies. There are nearly a hundred people in total, involving many agencies of the party, government, and military. This matter is quite sensitive. You have to make up your mind how to deal with it. "

He gave the famous performance artist Lao Dai what Xu Enzeng said, and put the dossier on the table, ready to appreciate the other party's face-changing skills.

"Oh?"

Seemingly angry, Dai Chunfeng's eyes lit up, he leaned forward, grabbed the document and read it, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and finally he slapped the table and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, okay, Shenmo, your good news came at the right time, and I was worried that I couldn't explain it to the committee. With Guo Bin, the matter of "Xinhua Newspaper" is not so important."

As he said that, he looked in the direction of the gate, and lowered his voice and snorted coldly: "The Operations Department is getting more and more outrageous, let them go and show some embarrassment to the underground party, but they were almost caught.

Moreover, although these bastards ran away, they left evidence at the scene. The dissidents contacted some bastards who were watching the excitement, and made Jiangcheng full of storms. I am really angry. "

Such a simple task can go wrong, be careful, you have to care about our internal work in the future, the secret service must not become a second secret service headquarters, what do you do with this matter? "

After all, Lao Dai trusted Zuo Zhong and chose to tell the truth. At the same time, he kicked the ball back with a big foot, wanting to hear his opinion.

"Teacher, what are the casualties of the staff of "Xinhua Newspaper"?"

Zuo Zhong didn't answer right away, but asked a question. This matter is very important. If no one is killed, it will be fine. For the sake of cooperating in the anti-Japanese war, the Underground Party may not be ashamed.

If the casualties are too high, it is true that a group of powerful soldiers who broke out from the siege of millions of troops are soft persimmons. Among other things, Chief Hu, who is in charge of "defending" the Northwest, will be the first to be unlucky.

Dai Chunfeng knew what he meant, and heaved a long sigh: "The commissioner meant to burn the machine, I didn't want to hurt people, but the red head was too thick, so I braved the fire to move the machine out.

This incident caused one person to be seriously injured and two people to be slightly injured. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and the injured were not life-threatening for the time being. "

As long as there are no dead people, there is something to talk about.

Zuo Zhong rolled his eyes for a while, and under Dai Chunfeng's expectant gaze, he said slowly: "Teacher, the students think it's better to pin the arson on the Japanese."

After hearing this, Lao Dai was very disappointed, thinking that the proud disciple had some good idea, but this is the end?If the underground party has no conclusive evidence, how can it attack the government.

I am also in a hurry to go to the doctor. At this time when the country is in crisis, when all parties should join hands to fight against the enemy, what can be done even if Shen Mo is witty.

Forget it, forget it, the big deal is that he will take all the responsibility on himself, so as not to affect the reputation of the committee member. With this responsibility, he is nothing more than dormant for a while.

But without waiting for Lao Dai to speak, Zuo Zhong spoke again: "The spy Guo Bin once induced the underground party to follow him, and used the hand of the party department to get rid of the other party, so as to destroy the relationship between the two parties.

There is testimony to this matter. Now that this person and his subordinates are under our control, it is easy to shift the responsibility for the burning of "Xinhua Newspaper" to them.

The difficulty is how to get the underground party to acquiesce in this explanation. I think it is better to start negotiations with the other party. As long as the majesty of the committee is not damaged, it is worthwhile for us to pay some price.

This way of handling will firstly prevent people with ulterior motives from attacking the teacher, secondly, it will stimulate the patriotic enthusiasm of the people, and thirdly, it will also benefit the Northwest. I think those dissidents will not refuse.

The students feel that the underground party is not making an announcement because it is waiting for our response. After all, if the frontline troops are unstable because of the turmoil in the rear, it will not be a good thing for both parties. "

Zuo Zhong pretended to be doing his best for the Guo Party, the bald head, and Dai Chunfeng, and proposed a solution—to win the underground party's reconciliation with economic and political concessions.

"This……"

Lao Dai was stunned for a moment, yes, if the underground party really wanted to expose this matter, they would have made public the evidence, why didn’t they do so, it’s probably just like what Shen Mo said, they were planning to get some benefits.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not too late to report to the committee about the spy organization. Regardless of whether the higher authorities agreed to make peace with the Northwest, the spy must be controlled by himself first.

Thinking of this, Dai Chunfeng told Zuo Zhong to wait here, and rushed to the bald man's mansion. If there was a chance, who would be willing to be a scapegoat?

Zuo Zhong was not in a hurry, he sat on the sofa and poured a cup of hot water, calmly waiting for the cheap teacher to come back, not at all worried that the bald head would go all the way to the dark, and insisted on fighting the underground party to the end.

If the other party doesn't understand the principle that cooperation will benefit both, and confrontation will hurt both, they will not be able to sit in their current position. Besides, what is politics? Politics is the art of compromise and bargaining.

A qualified politician should know how to choose what is best for him. In many cases, the truth is not important, what matters is the ending, which has nothing to do with doctrine.

An hour later, the phone on Dai Chunfeng's desk rang, and Zuo Zhong got up to pick up the receiver. Old Dai's voice came from inside, and the other party said that the bald head had agreed to the negotiation proposal.

Next, Dai Chunfeng will go to the Northwest Office on behalf of the government to negotiate with the underground party to resolve the burning of the newspaper.

As for the officials involved in the espionage case, all the officials will be adjourned for later trial. Some suspects involved in high-level officials must be ensured that these people do not talk nonsense and willfully bite state officials.

Dai Chunfeng didn't say what to do specifically, but considering that there is a saying that only the dead will shut up completely, and the scene of the arrest is so chaotic, it is normal for an accident to happen, isn't it.

"Yes, the student understands."

After listening to Lao Dai's words, Zuo Zhong answered the order loudly and hung up the phone, then turned the crank to connect to the safe house, and said two words to Gu Qi expressionlessly.

"Arrests!"

Following his order, the wolf-like agents of the Secret Service went straight to the three towns of Jiangcheng, rushed into offices and houses, and controlled the spies hiding in them.

Caught off guard, some of the spies were caught without a fight, while some shot directly to resist and were shot to death, and some rushed out of the encirclement and exchanged fire with the spies on the street.

All of a sudden, gunshots rang out throughout the city, sirens rang through the sky, police stations everywhere were exhausted, fighting fires everywhere, and military police and the army also entered a high-level state of alert.

The most intense battle took place at the Army Hospital in Huayuan Mountain, Wuchang. Gui Youguang and several operatives were lying behind a low wall, panting heavily, avoiding the shooting outside.

The target of their trip was a Japanese surgeon who was also the leader of the most elite "Moon" team of the Spies.

The other party did not know where to come up with a Czech style, using an open field to overwhelm them, and hijacked more than a dozen patients and doctors by the way, clamoring to be loyal to the locust.

Facing the spies who fired wildly, the big bald head remained calm, waiting for the opportunity silently, got up the moment the enemy ceased fire to change the magazine, swung his arms and quickly jumped into the window through the open space.

After several gunshots and screams, he stood up and waved his hand outside, clutching his bleeding arm. The spy lying on his feet lay dead. All the hostages were safe and rescued.

In a short period of time, the Secret Service killed and arrested hundreds of people. Such a fierce style of action scared everyone, and the city of Jiang fell into silence.

The protesting crowd on the street also dispersed quickly, fearing that Agent Gou would be jealous, even they would not let them go, and the situation returned to tranquility strangely.

That night, Zuo Zhong, who was arranging the follow-up interrogation work, was called to the cafeteria by Dai Chunfeng's phone call. The master and apprentice sat in the corner, and the old Dai whispered the situation while eating.

According to Lao Dai, he spent a day grinding his teeth at the underground party office, and the party reluctantly agreed to the government's request to "properly" resolve the dispute, but proposed three conditions that must be met.

Don't allow the same thing to happen again.

Second, use the best medicine to treat the three wounded with all your strength.

These two conditions are due, especially the second one, whoever makes a mistake will be responsible. Anyway, for the government, it is not a big deal to bear the medical expenses of a person.

The third thing that is embarrassing is that the underground party wants to send a child out of Shanghai through the channel of the Secret Service. The destination is a mountain city or the northwest, and Zuo Zhong is also responsible.

"Shen Mo, look."

Dai Chunfeng took out half of the photo from his pocket and placed it on the dining table, and tapped it with his finger: "This is the information provided by the dissidents. On the back is the location of the meeting and the code. After reading it, destroy it immediately."

Zuo Zhong took it curiously and glanced at it. He saw a woman and a seven or eight-year-old boy standing by the lake hand in hand, smiling very happily. Judging from their appearance, they should be a pair of mother and son.

The other side of the photo was torn off, and the corner of the man's suit could be vaguely seen at the corner. This was a family portrait, and it was a family portrait of an intelligence officer. The man was torn off to protect the other party.

In other words, the woman is likely to have died, and that child is the child of a martyr. No wonder the underground party attaches so much importance to it, and it must be responsible for itself. This is probably the suggestion of an old classmate, Ban Jun.

After all, he is the person who knows the strength of the secret service best, Zuo Zhong sighed in his heart, quickly wrote down the connection code, took out the lighter and lit the photo, raised his head and replied solemnly.

"Teacher, for you, I have accepted this task."

"Be careful!"

Dai Chunfeng was so moved that he burst into tears, patted his hand for a long time without making a sound, he was glad that he had accepted a good disciple, with such a subordinate, he could rest easy~
(The homonym is not the author's nervousness, I really don't want to bother the editor to unblock it every day)
　The results of the spy case will be roughly explained, and the next plot is transitional and will not be too long.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)