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Chapter 230 Huang Dahu (monthly ticket event asking for votes, 8:00 pm to 0:00 pm)

"Why does the Ministry of Interior have the action records of the Ministry of Interior? Could it be a fraud?" Zuo Zhong thought of a key issue. The Ministry of Interior is a subordinate agency of the Military Commission and has no business relationship with the Ministry of Interior. It is somewhat difficult to obtain information about the Ministry of Interior from there. strangeness.

Gu Qi explained: "One office produced an intelligence briefing. Xu Enzeng also gave it a name. What the **** is it called "Daily Intelligence"? The important ones were sent to Director Chen and other relevant officials for review. If there were particularly important ones, they were copied in the prescribed format. Send to the Chairman.

Perhaps Xu Enzeng wanted to show off, but actually all important departments would receive a copy of this newsletter on time. I accidentally discovered it during my time at the Ministry of Interior. It recorded in detail a so-called breakthrough in work, and Liu Gui was among them. "

Zuo Zhong was speechless. Let Xu Enzeng be the director of a division. It was really an insult to his talent. The most suitable position for him should be the president of the Central News Agency. He compiled the intelligence agency's case handling records into news. He was so talented. Normal people couldn't think of it. Come up with this idea.

While the two were chatting, Wu Chunyang hurriedly knocked on the door and put a document on Zuo Zhong's desk: "Section Chief, Liang Yuandong's confession has been fully confirmed. Huang Dahu is indeed a Japanese spy. There is his signature here, but he demanded."

 “What to ask for.”

 Zuo Zhong opened the document and looked through it. Liang Yuandong, or to be precise, Oishi Masano, had a very honest attitude and confessed to his identity as a Japanese spy. At the same time, after repeated persuasion from the Secret Service, he admitted that Huang Dahu was his subordinate.

Wu Chunyang greeted Gu Qi and whispered to Zuo Zhong: "He only has one request, and that is to ask us to take good care of his mother in Yokohama. The address is in the confession."

Zuo Zhong looked at the confession and sneered: "He also has parents. I thought the Japanese just jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. Ask him to be honest. We agreed to his request."

Gu Qi nodded as he listened. As long as Da Shi Zhengye kills Huang Dahu's identity, the Secret Service can start arresting the culprit. As for whether this matter is true or not, thinking about the slap he received, he shut his mouth tightly and said: His bullshit.

Wu Chunyang reminded: "There must be evidence. Oishi Zhengye is a smart man. I'm afraid he won't easily believe our empty promises. Can we forge a piece of evidence?"

Gucci objected: "This kind of thing cannot be forged. To put it simply, if he asks us about the situation in his hometown, we will not be able to answer it. I think it is better to let the Japanese station do a detailed investigation first."

"No."

Zuo Zhong raised his head and looked at the two of them: "Club, Hayashi Fuichiro has been developing well recently, and he has a few available people under his command. It is not difficult for him to protect a few civilians.

 I will contact him immediately, whether by fax, telegram, or other means, and let Oishi Masano see the evidence as quickly as possible. You don't need to worry about this matter. I will handle it. "

After hearing this, Wu Chunyang saluted and turned around and walked out. Gu Qi watched him leave, turned around and asked, "Section Chief, will the club reveal its identity?"

Zuo Zhong threw the confession aside and said lazily: "What does this have to do with us? Even if he is caught, as long as Lao Song can be rescued, it will be worth it."

Gu Qi was moved when he heard this. For a Japanese aristocrat and a subordinate, I am afraid that many people would choose to sacrifice their subordinates, but the section chief would rather lose precious intelligence channels than protect his subordinates.

This way of acting is not what a mature intelligence officer should do, but this is the personality charm of the section chief, otherwise Corey would not be so convinced by him and obey his words.

After sighing, Gu Qi asked: "Section Chief, what should we do next, contact Huang Dahu directly?"

When Zuo Zhong heard this name, a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Old Gu, do you know who is the most hateful person in the world? That is a traitor, a traitor who betrays his own people simply for self-protection, not for profit or belief. .

This kind of person must be eradicated resolutely and ruthlessly. This time he can betray Lao Song for himself, but will he betray the party and the country for himself in the future? I think this issue is worth thinking about, and we must take precautions. In the future. "

Zuo Zhong didn't want to hide the matter of framing Huang Dahu from his deputy, and he wasn't even going to hide it from other people. It didn't matter that he was just a battalion commander, but he was obviously treated like raw pork. He was the one who could be treated like this by the intelligence department. blessing.

Gu Qi heard what Xian meant: "Section Chief, what you said makes sense. It will be too late to deal with him when he betrays the party and the country. You must not be merciful as a woman. I am willing to take responsibility for this matter."

Zuo Zhong handed out a cigarette, and the coldness on his face dissipated: "Well, it's good if you have this intention. I am the chief of the Intelligence Section. If something happens, I will naturally be responsible. You go and arrest people now. ”

Gucci stood up and saluted: "Yes!"

 “Wait a minute.” Zuo Zhong whispered to him secretly.

With a strange look on his face, Gu Qi left Zuo Zhong's office, went out, ordered dozens of armed agents, and drove towards the 23rd Division residential area. Huang Dahu returned here after being interrogated at one place, without leaving the door or taking another step. , for fear of retaliation.

There are many soldiers guarding this place, and they must be fully manned, otherwise they will be surrounded and beaten by dozens of rough men in the army, just like the people in one place who went to investigate the leak of secrets from the underground Party and Municipal Committee.

On the way, Gu Qi called to the little spies beside him: "All guns are loaded. If you encounter anyone who dares to rob someone, fire a warning shot directly. However, without my personal order, no one is allowed to shoot directly at anyone."

"Yes." After shouting, the agents in the car loaded their guns repeatedly to confirm that the weapons could be used normally.

Gu Qi also took out his pistol at the side. If someone from the army really came to stop him, his kind gun might be broken today. Thinking about it, he frowned and loaded it hard. Honestly The scariest thing is when people get angry.

The officer's living area of ​​the 23rd Division was not too far from the Secret Service. Twenty minutes later, several cars parked at the entrance of the compound. The guards who were bragging were startled and they hurriedly raised their rifles. He stood up, looking nervous.

Jinling City is becoming more and more unstable. There was a shooting at the East Asia Hotel a few days ago and a bombing at Renxin Hospital. In short, there are all kinds of desperadoes now. They have long received orders from the top to prevent sneak attacks. Military station.

"What are you doing? This is a military place. If you have nothing to do, get out of here." A corporal cursed while several others hid behind sandbags.

Gu Qi pushed open the door, stood next to the car and shouted loudly: "We are from the Secret Service. We are here to arrest Japanese spy Huang Dahu. Get out of my way immediately."

The corporal loosened his gun slightly and walked over with a vigilant look. The soldiers behind him put their guns on sandbags and were ready to shoot at any time.

Not wanting to waste time, Gu Qi directly handed over his real ID, Lieutenant and Deputy Chief of the Secret Service, which fully demonstrated the seriousness of this matter.

The corporal took it and looked at it. He compared it carefully and confirmed that the bald man was really a lieutenant. He immediately saluted and said, "Hello, sir, Huang Dahu's house is at the back of the family compound. Please come with me."

With this positive look, he seemed to hate Huang Dahu more than the Secret Service. Gu Qi was a little suspicious, but the other party soon explained the reason.

"Hurry up and kill the man surnamed Huang. The soldiers are usually the most ferocious. They don't share any of the benefits with their brothers. This time, they also cut off the money. If it weren't for the military law, I would have killed him long ago." Damn this bastard, Madhu, this bastard."

Gu Qi was relieved. Most of the profits from the arms business naturally came from the top, but both the top and bottom could make some profit. Now that Huang Dahu had done this, these people had lost their interests. Naturally, they wished that he would be captured by the Secret Service and the Gun of Kindness could be saved.

A group of people walked to a row of bungalows. The corporal who led the way pointed at one of them, then turned and left. Although everyone hated Huang Dahu, they were very particular about their work.

Gu Qi waved his hand: "Arrest the person and take away his wife, children, and children. Pay attention to your attitude and never touch him. You all know the rules of the section chief. Anyone who dares to commit a crime will be severely punished!"

The agents nodded, and a group of people broke into Huang Dahu's house by knocking on the door or climbing over the wall. Pairs of eyes secretly watched from behind the cracks in the door and windows, with excited expressions. The man named Huang was finally defeated.

They, the military dependents, have no jobs or income, and rely entirely on the men's salary and various oils and benefits in the army. If the people in the army hate Huang Dahu, then they want to kill him.

  High tuition fees at private schools, three balanced meals a day, the most fashionable fabrics and hairstyles in Shanghai, plus the occasional meal at a Western restaurant, this kind of decent life requires money.

After the Huang Dahu case, some families could only eat one meal of meat a day, and all the high-end fabric cheongsam they had ordered were returned. Is this still a human life? Unless Huang Dahu dies, heaven and earth will not tolerate it.

In fact, Huang Dahu himself knew that he had offended all his colleagues by surrendering, but there was nothing he could do about it. He helped the hospital transport goods, which was a private job he secretly took on, and he borrowed the arms transportation route.

Therefore, he must find a solid backing, otherwise he will be shot to death before the Secret Service can cause trouble. He thought about it and thought about the Secret Service Headquarters. No one in this department dared to offend. Those in the military wanted to kill people and silence them. You also have to weigh it up.

Moreover, the other party has a deep grudge with the Secret Service. If he wants to survive, he can only rely on the trick of driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf. If he falls into the hands of the Secret Service, he will be dead. If he falls into the hands of the same place, he can at least survive. The conflict may be able to escape unscathed.

Because according to his estimation, the Secret Service Headquarters would only take action against the chief of the Secret Service. Matters in the military are very sensitive, and the result of the handling is likely to be to lift them up high and put them down gently. As long as the person is not arrested, some people will not Staring at him.

So, he sold Song Minghao without hesitation. Although he had a good relationship with this big fat man in the past, it was about his own head.

Huang Dahu was lying in the bedroom with his legs crossed and said to himself: "Brother Song, I'm sorry. I will burn more paper money and boys and girls for you in the coming year. When you get down there, don't blame me. You don't care for yourself." You should be able to understand it.

“Who are you and what are you going to do? Come out quickly, Huang!”

Before he could finish reading the eulogy, the screams of his wife and children rang out outside. Huang Dahu's eyes widened. Those people in the army really dared to tear each other apart.

He jumped out of bed and prepared to go out, but the next moment a group of men in black rushed into the room and rushed towards him. Before he could make any reaction, he was knocked down directly.

 (End of this chapter)