Cicada Moving

Chapter 477: Really dirty heart

 Xu Enzeng looked at the map and nodded slightly. He agreed with the decision to set the execution ground in Jiujiawei. There was probably no more suitable place near Jinling, so he said with a smile.

“This place is really good, relatively remote, and there are no military or police agencies around, so the underground party can safely rescue prisoners. At the same time, the terrain is complex, which is conducive to our operations.

I'll leave the execution ground and the layout along the way to you. You don't have to worry about the manpower issue. There are a lot of people in the Party Headquarters investigation room, so we will pull them all in for this operation. Meng Ting, don't make any mistakes. "

　　When talking about not making mistakes, he emphasized his tone. This was the last chance for the secret service headquarters. If there was any problem with the operation, even if he was not shot, he would be completely abandoned by the leader.

Thinking about the director's seat under his buttocks, Xu Enzeng stood up and patted Meng Ting on the shoulder: "Do a good job. When the case is solved, I will become the director. I will not forget your contribution. You will have everything you want."

 “Don’t worry, Director.”

Meng Ting replied solemnly, without patting his chest or swearing, he had heard people say that Xu Enzeng hated his subordinates being like this the most. Although he didn’t know the reason, he just listened to people’s advice to eat enough.

At the same time, he kept sneering in his heart, secretly saying that I just want to see you die, and I am worried that I will not find a chance to take revenge, so the man named Xu handed over the task to himself. This is really what people are doing, and God is watching.

Let the British kidnap the underground party and see what this old **** will do. The only bad thing is that by then he will already be enjoying life in the port city and will not be able to appreciate the other party being shot.

Xu Enzeng didn't know that his men were trying hard to kill him. He happily imagined that he would wipe out all the underground parties. The chairman of the committee would personally hold a meeting to confer medals and promote him to deputy director on the spot.

He asked Yu Hong with a smile: "Miss Yu just heard it, do you think this place is suitable? If you don't have any objection, we will make relevant preparations according to Jiujiawei."

This is a bit hypocritical. The task has already been arranged before asking for opinions. He is indeed a master in the industry of burning bridges across rivers. Yu Hong didn't want to talk nonsense, covered her mouth and yawned.

“Okay, you will send the report of the collective execution to the National Government, and I will notify the underground party governor Wei as soon as possible. You can no longer come to my residence. If you have any questions, please contact the National Government.

Don’t underestimate the underground party. They have complete personnel screening procedures. Once I join the rescue plan, there will be surveillance personnel from the other party around. Okay, let’s go. I’m sleepy. "

After speaking, she walked to the door and put her hand on the door lock. This was to force the guest away. Thinking about it, it was really inappropriate for a girl to be in the same room with two adult men in the middle of the night.

Xu Enzeng smiled awkwardly, glanced at the uneven pattern under the silk nightgown, and walked out of the door reluctantly, because he still needed her, otherwise Huahua Taisui really didn't want to leave.

Meng Ting looked like a gentleman. He closed the door and politely said thank you before leaving. He followed Xu Enzeng downstairs in a hurry, got in the car and left Meiyuan New Village.

 In total silence.

A thin black shadow appeared in the window of a small building not far away. He looked at the exhaust fumes that had not dissipated and fell into deep thought. Then he turned and walked to the phone, picked up the receiver and shook the handle.

 “Hello, are you the section chief?”

“Report, three unknown persons were found approaching the target, one of whom was the driver, and the other two had been talking to the target for an hour. The vehicle they were traveling in was a bus, and the license plate number was 514.”

 “Yes, continue to monitor.”

The thin black figure reported a few words to the other end of the phone and then hung up the phone. The weak light shone on his slightly immature face. It was Lao Jianghu Tongsuo who had just joined the Secret Service not long ago.

Following the order, he and Shen Dongxin took turns to monitor Yu Hong. It was his turn to work the night shift tonight. After patiently monitoring for so many days, he finally found a suspicious person next to the target.

On the other end of the phone, Zuo Zhong put the phone back with a smile on his face, 514, isn't this Xu Enzeng's license plate? It seems that this guy went directly to Yu Hong's residence after leaving the official residence.

As for the other person, it was most likely Meng Ting. No wonder Xu Enzeng asked himself whether the other person was seriously poisoned. Gee, it was so pitiful. Even if he fainted, he couldn't escape his fate.

When these two people saw Yu Hong, they should have gone to investigate. After all, there was no one in the so-called underground party City Wei. Xu Enzeng would definitely want to ask for an explanation from the other party, or ask for a refund.

But it’s not that easy. How can you spit out the meat you eat? Intelligence trading is not a serious business. There is no return or refund. Yu Hong will definitely find various reasons to refuse the payment.

Of course, Zuo Zhong didn't care about how much money Xu Enzeng was cheated. What he cared about was why the two parties had been discussing for an hour and wanted an account. It was nothing more than giving or not, which could be explained in a few sentences.

 So besides the issue of refunding money, they must have talked about other more important things. What could it be? The layout of the secret service headquarters in the official residence was exposed, and they were under a mountain of pressure.

The biggest problem Xu Enzeng currently faces is to give an explanation to his superiors in order to make up for the crime. Then it is easy to judge the purpose of the other party's meeting with Yu Hong. This guy wants to continue to cooperate.

 A traitor.     A traitor.

 A secret agent.

The three parties gathered together in the middle of the night, naturally not to do good people or good deeds. A new conspiracy was about to begin, but things would not go as smoothly as Xu Enzeng thought.

Not to mention anything else, Meng Ting, who is not clear with the British, is the biggest instability factor. With this thief by his side, Lao Xu is in doubt this time, and he really accepts this person's license plate 514.

 I want to die!

With these thoughts in his mind, Zuo Zhong took out a pen and wrote on the paper the names of the Secret Service Headquarters, the Underground Party, the Secret Service, and the British. After writing, he immediately frowned.

There seems to be a problem. Each of these four companies has its own plans and purposes. Even the Secret Service Headquarters and the Secret Service are not of the same mind. The underground party and the British are even more incompatible.

It's like four parallel lines that had no intersection at first, but suddenly they intersect. Who is behind this, it's definitely not the Kuomintang. The most suspected ones are the underground party and the British. So what's the reason?

Everyone has a purpose in everything they do, such as drinking water when thirsty and eating when hungry. This is especially true for an intelligence agency. But why do the underground parties and the British do this, and how do they control it?

 This is an important question.

The light of the desk lamp fell on the paper. Zuo Zhong pondered for a long time, until the sky turned white. He rubbed his forehead, with a helpless expression on his face, folded the paper and threw it into the space.

 Intelligence work is not that easy. Without the necessary intelligence, he alone cannot defeat a group of professional intelligence officers. If he wants to completely solve the mystery, he can only wait for things to develop.

 Eight thirty in the morning.

Zuo Zhong saw Dai Chunfeng's special car slowly driving into the compound of the Secret Service from the window, and quickly went downstairs to flatter him. When he arrived at the parking lot, he just caught up with Lao Dai stepping out of the car with a glowing face.

“Hello teacher, students received a message yesterday. It is said that the Chairman is very satisfied with the recent work of our Secret Service. Maybe in a while, everyone should call you Director.”

While saying good things about not needing money, he took the briefcase from the cheap teacher and followed Dai Chunfeng respectfully into the office building, while staying half a step behind to show respect.

Dai Chunfeng smiled and rubbed his shiny back, pretending to be unhappy and said: "Shen Zhong, where did you get the gossip from? Leaders have their own arrangements. Don't make random guesses."

 Actually, he also knew about this. An acquaintance in the attendant's room secretly revealed that the chairman of the committee publicly stated that he would succeed Director Chen as the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. This matter is more real than real money.

Zuo Zhong saw the bloodshot eyes in Lao Dai's eyes and smiled secretly in his heart. Don't make random guesses. I'm afraid he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. This is good. It will be more convenient to collect information in the future.

He pretended to be mysterious and whispered: "The student specifically found other channels to verify it. Yesterday, because of the incident at the official residence of the Construction Committee, the chairman called Director Chen to scold him bloody.

The leader demanded that the underground party in the official residence be captured immediately to set the record straight. After all, Zhang Renjie's telegram had a great impact. If Director Chen can't do it and returns to his hometown to study, you will be the chief. "

Dai Chunfeng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his student had such a wide network of connections. This was indeed the case. Coupled with the fire last night, it was almost certain that he would be promoted to the top.

At this moment, the two of them walked up the stairs. The busy agents stood at attention against the wall and saluted. The entire Secret Service building was filled with shouts of "Hello, Director, Chief Zuo," and there were people in the office poking their heads.

The most important thing in this line of work is to be well-informed. Anyone who is interested already knows about the conversation between the Chairman and Director Chen. Looking at Virgo's appearance, the credibility of the rumors is even higher.

Dai Chunfeng waved his hands to the spies, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "What happened to the fire in the official residence last night? I happened to visit some old classmates and did not go to the scene. Please tell me."

“Yes, according to the investigation, the Jinling City Wei members of the underground party in the official residence may have evacuated before being monitored by the secret service headquarters, leaving only one person behind as a smoke screen to confuse people in one place.

This person took advantage of the opportunity of playing cotton to escape from surveillance yesterday afternoon. He also set up a timer to light up lights and set fire to before leaving. In this way, he created the illusion that he was still at the official residence.

At that time, Song Minghao, deputy chief of the Intelligence Section and chief of the Military Intelligence Unit, and Wu Jingzhong, deputy chief, saw through the other party's ruse and sent people to follow them, but unfortunately they lost track. This was a dereliction of duty on the part of the students. "

 “Oh, that’s right.”

Dai Chunfeng climbed the stairs and comforted him with a smile on his face: "The underground party members are cunning, and there is nothing you can do if you lose them. Be careful and don't blame yourself. Besides, this is not a bad thing."

Zuo Zhong thought about it and immediately understood what Lao Dai meant. If his men had followed up and arrested someone yesterday, Director Chen might have had a chance to breathe. Damn, these people are really dirty.

 (End of this chapter)