The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 21
Zhou Qinghe went out and saw that Secretary Mao, who had sent the secret message, had returned, so he said hello and prepared to leave.

Secretary Mao stood up and called him: "Chief Zhou."

"What's wrong with Secretary Mao?"

Secretary Mao smiled and said: "I'm fine, but the office just confiscated a batch of smuggled items, including a German coffee machine.

I took a look around and found that you are the only one in the interrogation department who works the night shift under great pressure, so I sent you to your room. "

Zhou Qinghe naturally accepted such an obvious show of goodwill. Who knows that he is indeed a famous person now.

"Thank you, Secretary Mao. When I was studying medicine abroad, I was really addicted to coffee."

"Haha, I have nothing else to do. You are busy. If you need anything, come to me." Secretary Mao patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder.

"Secretary Mao, I really have something to ask you. What did the director say to me just now, 'Some people know how to do it, but some people don't know how to do it, and they only emphasize their own difficulties.' What do you mean?" Zhou Qinghe asked in a low voice.

Secretary Mao was worthy of being the person in front of the director. He immediately understood what he meant: "Oh, I'm talking about those idiots in Shanghai District."

He also lowered his voice and started biting his ears: "Those people in the Shanghai area did not do their job cleanly. They got their butts chewed and chased them to their strongholds. Three strongholds were bombed and more than a dozen people died."

"So arrogant? Who is it?" Zhou Qinghe asked in shock.

"Who else could it be? The Japanese, the Black Dragon Society." Secretary Mao said: "It's just these crazy people who don't care about what they do and just throw bombs into the building in broad daylight.

The director was very angry when he found out. The Shanghai District's explanation was that aging equipment, insufficient funds, and lack of manpower caused the operation to go awry and left disasters behind. "

"That's it." Zhou Qinghe nodded.

Secretary Mao continued: "Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with you."

"I?"

"Thanks to you, the principal has approved a fund, and the department is a little more comfortable, so the director agreed to the Shanghai District's request and allocated some more money to them to give them another chance.

If I don't have your money to help with the emergency, I guess life in Shanghai District will be difficult in the future. Pensions, new bases, and recruiting people are all expensive things, and they can't be delayed. "

Got it, Zhou Qinghe already understood the ins and outs.

After finishing the scolding, Secretary Mao also said a few good words for Shanghai District: "

It is indeed not easy in Shanghai. It is a ten-mile foreign market and a world of flowers. The expenses are high, and there is indeed a lack of money.

The director just didn't like his attitude of making excuses.

If you really want money, money, and people, why do you need him as the district chief?He rushed directly into the concession and fired machine guns. "

"Hehehe, yes, yes." Zhou Qinghe nodded with a smile.

"gone."

"Well, come find me when you have time."

It seems that the Black Dragon Society is extremely powerful in Shanghai, and they even dare to go to war with the Secret Service directly.

The peripheral personnel of the Black Dragon Society in the prison didn't know what Zeng Haifeng was watching.
Forget it, it's none of his business until someone is caught anyway. Zhou Qinghe touched the small notebook in his pocket.

With the ID of the attendant's room, it is really much easier to do things.

The most critical thing is safety.

There are so many ghosts and monsters in Nanjing, not everyone can take advantage of the Secret Service, especially him, a new member of the Secret Service, whose official position is no more than a lieutenant.

For example, the big guys in the military will never care about a small spy. If something happens to him, he will kill him on the spot if he doesn't like it.

Now with it, it is equivalent to an insurance, which can save lives at critical moments.

"Hey, brother Zhou, the face saint is back?"

Zhou Qinghe walked back to the door of the interrogation department and saw Section Chief Zeng standing at the door of his office with a resolute man from a distance.

Section Chief Zeng smiled brightly.

"Chief Zeng, are you planning something wrong with that smile?" Zhou Qinghe joked.

"How do you talk?" Zeng Haifeng laughed and cursed: "Open the door quickly, I am exhausted from standing there, just like the door post of your medical department."

Zhou Qinghe opened the door and let them in. Sure enough, there was a brand new coffee machine on the coffee table in the room.

"Hey, it's a high-end product." Zeng Haifeng's eyes lit up and he went up to touch it.

"Brought it from the secretary's office."

The secretary's office has keys to all departments, so it's not surprising that he can come in, but being able to come in before Zeng Haifeng stops shows how early Secretary Mao gets things done.

Delivery of coffee machine overnight.

"That's great. I haven't done that yet. Tell me, brother, what did the director reward you?" Zeng Haifeng asked in a low voice.

"No reward."

"Impossible." Zeng Haifeng didn't believe it. The director wouldn't reward such a big thing?

"You're not willing to tell me, are you?" Zeng Haifeng pointed at Zhou Qinghe and smiled jokingly.

Zhou Qinghe smiled and wanted to know?That will scare you to death. "Come and touch it." He patted his right trouser pocket.

"What?" Zeng Haifeng looked at Zhou Qinghe's movements strangely. When he took a picture, the protruding mark looked like a notebook?

Medal box?It's too flat and the thickness is wrong.

What the hell? He curiously turned sideways to get it, but without taking it out, he took a look at the pocket and said, "What the hell!" Zeng Haifeng swore directly, his eyes widened, and he was so frightened that he fell sideways for a long time. , deeply afraid of dropping this thing.

Zhou Qinghe shrugged and just looked at him without saying anything. You must have been scared by what you saw.

You might as well show him, Zeng Haifeng's intelligence department is quite powerful, and it might be useful at some point.

"Brother, I call you brother." Zeng Haifeng quickly stuffed it back.

Good guy, the ID of the Attendant's Room, this is probably the only one in the whole department that only the Director has. This is the only one!

Envy, envy, so envious!
"Keep it secret. The director won't let it leak out. You are the only one who knows."

"Okay, I got it."

Zeng Haifeng said in an envious tone: "He is worthy of being received by the principal. If I can win the favor of the principal, I will die without regrets."

Zhou Qinghe didn't listen to his statement and asked directly: "What happened to those two points?"

"It's just the beginning, so fast."

"You can go to the grocery store opposite Jinling Daily to buy cigarettes, ask for two packs of Hardman, then pretend that you don't have any money, say that you bought it for Editor Song Pingwei, pay the bill later, and then go into the bathroom of Jinling Daily , he will come."

Zeng Haifeng recited the information about the Japanese confession and said: "I checked and found that there is indeed an editor named Song Pingwei of Jinling Daily.

But if the upline is Song Pingwei, just go directly, there is no need to go around in such a big circle.

So this person should be another editor of the newspaper, and someone from the same office.

Only in this way can the owner of the canteen find out that he has not come to pay him and goes to Song Pingwei to ask for the account. He will get the news from the sidelines. "

It was obvious that he would pay the bill later, and then went into the bathroom of Jinling Daily. This was obviously to lure the boss to ask for the bill.

As for the two packs of Hadmen, it should be Song Pingwei's habit of buying cigarettes, which is to increase credibility.

You can guess the general meaning of some words just by guessing.

"But it's a pity that there are a total of seven other employees in the office, and none of them are the people in the portrait, and none of them look like them."

"Now I can only track all seven of them and investigate them one by one, and I have to allocate manpower to find this extremely rich businessman. It's troublesome."

Zeng Haifeng complained.

Zhou Qinghe can just listen to this. No one is the person in the portrait. Is this bad news?This is great news.

There's one in the newspaper office and another in the wealthy businessman's office. As long as you find them, you'll make a lot of money.

This rich businessman is so hidden, his identity is definitely not simple.

"Then come on, let's hit the target twice as soon as possible." Zhou Qinghe encouraged him.

"Hey, poor fellow, let's go. I have to keep an eye on things. By the way, I almost forgot about the business."

Zeng Haifeng slapped his forehead and handed over the file in his hand: "After reading his file, you can just send it to the archives room for filing. Wang Yong, this is your future boss."

Wang Yong looked at Zhou Qinghe for a while, then said dullly: "Yes."

"Have a good attitude. Even though Chief Zhou is young, he has great abilities."

Zeng Haifeng shouted fiercely, turned around and smiled at Zhou Qinghe: "I have been in the military camp for a long time, and everyone in the barracks is dumbfounded.

When I came here just now, he actually told me, 'I came to the Secret Service to arrest people, not to be a military doctor in the Medical Unit. '"

"Don't you think about it, if Chief Zhou is incompetent, then I am the head of the intelligence department, so why should I hand you over to him?

I worked so hard to get you out, but you don’t know if it’s worth it to you? ! "

Zeng Haifeng's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and he did have the dignity of a school officer when he scolded him with a straight face, which was completely different from his usual gentle smile.

"Yes." Wang Yong figured it out this time and stood up straight.

"Let's go." Zeng Haifeng smiled at Zhou Qinghe.

"Thanks."

Before he left, he deliberately explained the truth to Zhou Qinghe, so that Zhou Qinghe would be less likely to be irritated and the training process would be shortened.

Zhou Qinghe had to accept this favor.

He was a cunning old man. He could clearly explain the truth to Wang Yong before he came back, but he had to wait for him to come and explain it to him in person so as to give him a favor.

As expected of the head of the Intelligence Section.

This Secret Service is full of talented people.

(End of this chapter)