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"Bang bang."

On the shooting range of the Luojiawan headquarters of the military command, Zuo Zhong put down the Walter pistol in his right hand, looked up at the target in the distance, unloaded the clip from his hand and pulled the sleeve to empty the bullet in the gun.

Seeing this, the special agent of the shooting range lifted his fists to his waist, trotted to the side of the target, looked at it for a while, then turned around and called the target loudly: "Report, nine rings, nine rings, ten rings."

Before the words fell, Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang who came from outside the shooting range shouted together: "Second seat shoots!" Then they stood respectfully a few meters away and saluted, straightening their chests and waiting for the order.

"You guys, come on, go and sit there." Zuo Zhong shook his head while pointing at the rest area beside him. He still knew his marksmanship well. After several years of training, he was indeed much better than ordinary spies.

But it would be a bit of an exaggeration to talk about sharp shooting. If others don't mention it, at least Gui Youguang's marksmanship surpasses him. But it's good to hear, everyone loves to hear it, Zuo Zhong showed a faint smile on his face.

He sat on the stool and took a sip of the orange juice on the table, looked at the two people who were seated separately and asked, "How is it? Is the current mountain city in chaos? What's Xu Enzeng's reaction?"

Gu Qi lowered his head slightly, and answered Zuo Zhong's question: "Yes, deputy director, since we took action yesterday morning, the Neihui black market in Shancheng has fallen into chaos, and all transactions have stopped.

Many people asked us when the operation would end and the general policy for handling it. I told them clearly that this matter was not the idea of ​​the military command, and how it ended was up to Deputy Director Xu.

As for Xu Enzeng, according to our people in the Central Committee, the other party was with his sister-in-law yesterday and had never been out of the house, and he seemed to be ignorant of the outside affairs. The reason is unknown. "

Wu Chunyang also nodded, and shared the news he had received: "Xu thought we only copied Hecheng Bank, and didn't know that a dozen other small commercial banks were also investigated.

He seems to want to wait for things to get serious and let these shareholders deal with us, deputy, I think the foreign exchange, gold and insurance black markets can be attacked, and Xu Enzeng cannot be given time to react. "

Zuo Zhong put the cup on the table, crossed his fingers in front of his lower abdomen and pondered for a while, and felt that what Wu Chunyang said was right. If Xu Enzeng reacted, things might change in other ways.

No wonder it is said that Ruanrou Township is a tomb of heroes. Xu Enzeng is not a hero, but he is not a simple character. At such a critical moment, he lost his sensitivity because of his beauty. This is something to be vigilant about.

After thinking about it, he knocked on the table, nodded to the two with a smile, and said, "Go ahead, I will give you a day to clean up the black market of foreign exchange, gold and insurance.

However, it should be noted that part of the actual equity of Meifeng Bank is in the hands of Americans. We should be more cautious when foreigners are involved, so as not to cause blame from the committee.

Let me see it this way. For targets involving foreigners and foreign-funded companies, you can temporarily not arrest people, but you need to conduct high┴intensive monitoring of the business premises.

The black market is always shady, let the brothers show their guys and identities, and then call the old white men to patrol the entrance of Meifeng Bank 24 hours a day.

I don't believe that those bastards who speculate on gold dare to trade. If they really dare to go, they will catch one for me, and the funds and gold will be confiscated. You can go now. "

Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang stood up and said yes, then quickly left the shooting range. Once they left, the mountain city might explode, and I don't know how many more calls would come.

Zuo Zhong felt that he could no longer stay at the headquarters of the bureau. Thinking of this, he came to Dai Chunfeng's office and reported it to Mr. Cheap. Old Dai neither objected nor agreed after listening.

Cracking down on the black market is someone's order, and as the number one dog leg, Dai Chunfeng can't have any objections, but this matter has so many important people involved, so the method of Zuo Zhong and others is very appropriate.

So the master and apprentice whispered to each other for a while and then slipped away in a car. No one knew where the chief and deputy director of the military command had gone, only Zheng Tingbing was stupidly looking at the documents in the office.

A few hours later, the unsuspecting Zheng Tingbing received an accountability call from three ministers, five lieutenant generals, two generals, and more than a dozen party veterans.

On the phone, these people greeted Lao Zheng's ancestors in various local dialects, and strictly ordered the military commander to immediately release the arrested foreign exchange and gold speculators, and lift the surveillance and seizure of Meifeng Bank and Antaifeng Insurance Company.

Zheng Tingbing didn't know what happened at all, and almost fainted when he inquired carefully. One of his banks, three foreign exchange shops, and two gold shops were also investigated.

Deputy Director Zheng was about to burst into tears. In order to avoid conflicts with Dai and Zuo, he had been trying his best to back down, push off official duties whenever he could, and concentrate on doing some "small business" outside.

In the end, this pair of despicable masters and apprentices didn't even let their own people go, this was simply too much deception, Zheng Tingbing was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the guts, and angrily prepared to find trouble for the two.

But after searching around, they didn't even see Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong. It was said that they were out on business. Zheng Tingbing, who was full of anger, had no choice but to come to the offices of the first and second offices.

The monk can't run away from the temple. These two departments are the departments directly under Zuo Zhong. If he can't take care of Zuo Zhong, can't he take care of the directors and section chiefs?

The problem is that the same people went to the empty building at the first and second places. Zheng Tingbing searched for a long time, and finally caught a familiar half-bald fat man in a small office for questioning.

Through the other party's explanation, he finally knew the inside story of cracking down on the black market. It turned out that it was not Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong who bullied people too much, but Xu Enzeng, that bastard Xu Enzeng.

After getting the answer he wanted, Zheng Tingbing left angrily. Song Minghao looked at the back of the other party, glanced around furtively, picked up the microphone and connected a number.

"Yes, deputy, Deputy Director Zheng has been here."

"Yes, I told him it was Xu Enzeng's idea."

"Understood, I will continue to monitor."

A few seconds later, Zuo Zhong, the president of Renxin Hospital, put down the phone, thought for a while, then turned to look at Ling Sanping, who was expressionless beside him, and asked with a slight smile.

"Why, are you still thinking about what happened last time? There's no way. Avoidance is a rule in our bureau. Let alone you, even I was almost kicked out of the investigation by Xu Enzeng for this reason."

Ling Sanping was awakened by his voice, and shook his head when he came back to his senses: "It has nothing to do with the avoidance, do you still remember that you asked me earlier whether the doctors in charge of the penicillin experiment were reliable?"

"Well, remember, what's the matter?" Zuo Chong took out a cigar from Ling Sanping's drawer, cut off the end of the cigar, and lit it with a click.

"One of these people disappeared. He left the hospital after get off work two days ago and has not been seen again. Just now the guards went to his dormitory to check and found no signs of fighting, but all the valuables were gone."

Ling Sanping frowned and said, and took out a cigar after speaking, instead of lighting it immediately, he pinched one end of the cigar until the tobacco leaves were scattered before putting it into his mouth.

Zuo Chong was thoughtful when he heard this, and it seemed that this was Lin Yuan's "confession" to himself and the Military Control Bureau. A doctor who participated in the drug experiment was an insider, a very reasonable explanation.

As for whether it is true or false, of course it is false, at least not all of them. It is impossible for the underground party to lurk only one person in the military command, but this is not important, the important thing is "confession".

After thinking about it, he waved his hand at Ling Sanping: "Let's go, maybe I went to Shanghai. In the past year, there are very few people who lost their confidence and ran away.

It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and we can't stop her from leaving. It's also a good thing to be able to clear out the unsteady elements in the organization. "

Xu Shi had been an officer for a long time, and he blurted out the official cliché Zuo Chong, and he sighed helplessly, puffing on his cigar and letting out a puff of smoke.

Ling Sanping thought about it, so he stopped talking, and the two of them just smoked their cigars quietly. At the same time, the mountain city outside had become a mess.

The ferocious spies broke down the doors of foreign exchange and gold speculators and began to arrest people, and took out boxes of banknotes, French currency and gold from various countries and transported them away by car.

Although a small number of foreign speculators were not restricted in their actions, their assets were confiscated, and they wanted to cry with the receipts of the military command, desperately looking for powerful people to make peace.

Those insurance companies that absorbed funds in the black market were also in trouble. An Taifeng, which Xu Enzeng's brother-in-law invested in, went downhill from the cleaner to the manager, and all entered the detention center.

Finally, as an important target of the operation, special agents and police officers stood in front of the seven-story Meifeng Bank building, and all passers-by were stopped for interrogation and search without exception.

The spies were extremely strict in inspection, and if any suspicious gold goods were found, they would be confiscated. In the words of Gu Qi, who led the team, they would rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

Speaking of Meifeng Bank, this bank was jointly founded by American businessman Lei Wen and a businessman from the Republic of China. It was registered in the United States in 1922. Its head office is located in Shancheng. It is the first Sino-foreign joint venture bank in Southwest China.

In the same year, Meifeng Bank officially opened in Shancheng Xinjie, with a rated capital of 250 million yuan, of which the American side accounted for 52%, and the Chinese side accounted for 48%. It is one of the commercial banks with the most abundant capital in the southwest region.

In 1927, due to the consideration of the current situation, the American capital ostensibly transferred all the shares to the Chinese side, making the bank a Chinese-funded bank in name, but in fact it was still controlled by the Leiwen family.

On the top floor of the Meifeng Bank building, someone was standing by the window with a glass of red wine, looking downstairs through the beautifully decorated crystal window. A moment later, the wine glass was smashed to pieces by him on the ground.

Expensive Bordeaux red wine from the hairy country flowed wantonly on the floor, slowly soaking a valuable Persian antique carpet, and the red marks were like bright blood.

"Damn the people of the Republic of China, I must make them pay the price, and contact Mr. Chen of the Guofu, I want that Xu to die!" The new head of the Lei Wen family, Xiao Lei Wen, roared.