Cicada Moving

Chapter 656 Pang Chong

 In the quiet reception room, Pang Chong held up the teacup and blew the floating foam gently. He remained silent. This is the attitude of many people when facing the Secret Service. If you say more, you will be wrong, and if you don't say anything, it will be good.

Zuo Zhong was not angry at the cold reception. He also shook his tea cup and looked at the other party with a smile: "Let me introduce myself. I am Zuo Zhong, deputy director of the Secret Service. You should have heard of me."

“Of course Pang has heard of the name of Deputy Director Zuo. I wonder why you are here this time. Our Training Directorate seems to have no business dealings with your Secret Service. If you have any questions, please tell us directly.”

Pang Chong replied calmly, but looked straight out the window. His mood was emotionless, and he didn't even bother to maintain the official pretense. It was obvious that he didn't welcome their arrival.

 Gu Qi on the side noticed his contempt and couldn't help but frowned. Which department saw the Secret Service not greeting him with a smile. He was treated so rudely today. How could this person have the courage?

"hehe."

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong put down his teacup and smiled, his smile looking very sincere: "Everyone's time is precious, and since Section Chief Pang won't give our brothers face, I won't beat around the bush.

 We came to you because of the death of Lu Yong'an. I hope you can cooperate with the investigation. I want to know if Vice President Lu has told you the names of Su Zifu and Yang Changqing. "

 “I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

Pang Chong glanced at Zuo Zhong and said casually: "Lao Lu is very tight-lipped. I saw him uneasy and asked several times before, but he didn't say anything. You can ask someone else.

Also, can you please stop coming to the agency to look for Pang in the future? You yourself know what the military thinks of the Secret Service. I am already disliked by my superiors, and I don’t even want to have colleagues. "

What he said was very direct. Orthodox soldiers like the Director of Training do not like the Secret Service, nor do they like people who are close to the Secret Service. After all, which department does not have some secrets.

"Oh haha."

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong clapped his hands and laughed: "Chief Pang, you don't have to be nervous. I'm not here to target you. I'm just following the leader's instructions to investigate the death case of Lu Yong'an, so I have to come.

If you can cooperate with our investigation, after the investigation is completed, I will inform the military of the specific case and let everyone know your contribution in it. This will be a good thing for you. "

 “This is pretty good.”

Pang Chong's eyes suddenly lit up, he stroked his beard and changed the subject: "Pang is not a person who is greedy for credit. The main reason is that Lao Lu died in an unknown manner. As a friend, I can't watch him die in peace.

But he did not tell me anything about Su Zifu and Yang Changqing. So, if Deputy Director Zuo trusts me, I will ask other old friends to see if I can find any clues. "

 “Eternal loyalty! I admire Zuo.”

Zuo Zhong gave a thumbs up and praised, and Gu Qi also laughed and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The other person seemed to be indifferent just now, but when he heard that he had credit, he immediately changed his tune, bah.

Since there are benefits to be gained, the atmosphere between the two parties gradually became harmonious. Pang Chong even picked up the teapot and filled the teacups. This act of being arrogant and respectful later was worthy of being a good friend of Fengxian Lu Yong'an, a young man in the Party and State.

After pouring the tea, he picked up the teacup and turned it around, then paused and raised it to his mouth, signaling Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi to drink together. Zuo Zhong noticed the small movement of Pang Chong's hand, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The three of them continued to chat for a while. After drinking tea, Zuo Zhong stood up and said goodbye. Pang Chong sent them to the door. Before leaving, he repeatedly promised to give a reply to the Secret Service as soon as possible.

 “Thank you, Chief Pang. Goodbye.”

Zuo Zhong held the opponent's right hand tightly and shook it, looking very happy. Then he turned around and walked towards the parking lot, pretending not to notice the prying eyes in the training directorate building.

Pang Chong stood there and saw him off until the two of them could no longer be seen. Then he returned to his office with a calm expression, picked up the phone and told his family that he would be home later tonight.

Moreover, Zuo Zhong, who returned to the car, smiled and ordered Gu Qi beside him: "There is something wrong with this person. Conduct comprehensive monitoring immediately. I want to know his every move, so be careful."

 “Okay, Deputy Director.”

 Gu Qi was secretly shocked when he saw the speed of Zuo Zhong's face changing. There was something wrong with Pang Chong, but how did the deputy director know? According to his observation, Pang Chong's behavior was normal and there was nothing abnormal.

Perhaps guessing what he was thinking, Zuo Zhong snorted coldly: "Did you see the action of the other party turning the cup when raising the cup? That is the word "harmony" in the four spirits of harmony, respect, purity and silence in the Japanese tea ceremony.

 In Japanese values, harmony represents peaceful harmony, that is, harmony between people. Whether it is a guest or a host, words and actions must conform to the meaning of harmony contained in the tea ceremony.

 This person made that move subconsciously. Perhaps he immediately stopped when he noticed something was wrong. His reaction was very natural and quick, telling the brothers not to get too close to investigate. This opponent was difficult to deal with. ” ˆ ˆ “Pang Chong is Japanese! "

Gu Qi exclaimed. They had checked each other's background before. Their experiences from childhood to adulthood were complete, their resumes were complete without any gaps, and their family, friends, and other interpersonal relationships were perfect.

How could such a person be a Japanese spy? He was an impostor. However, Pang Chong’s relatives, classmates, and friends were not blind, and his childhood photos proved that he had not been tricked.

As for traitors surrendering to the enemy, it is even more impossible. Spying is not a job that can be done by just anyone. It must undergo strict training. This person's life trajectory is normal and he has not disappeared for a long time.

Zuo Zhong motioned to the driver to drive, pulled up the curtains on the car window and said: "Go back and give me Pang Chong's file. No matter how perfect the background is, there will still be loopholes. What's fake is just fake and cannot be true."

 “I understand, Deputy Director.”

Gu Qi didn't think much about it. They suspected that the other party had a problem and didn't need evidence. If they couldn't find evidence for a day, they would monitor it for a day. If they couldn't find evidence for a month, they would monitor it for a month. They would always find evidence.

Unless this person is inactive in the future, flaws will be revealed sooner or later. What is missing is what is coming. There was no clue about the follow-up of Lu Yong's case, and Pang Chong was bumped into it.

This is a good start. If the other party has contact with the Japanese intelligence organization behind Su Zifu, this clue will be very valuable, such as helping them find the person who released the bacterial weapon.

The whole journey back to Hong Gong Temple was silent. It was already after get off work time. The agents walked out in twos and threes. Gu Qi immediately arranged for surveillance personnel and sent someone to find Pang Chong's files.

Zuo Chong ate something casually and sat at his desk without sleeping all night. During this period, the surveillance personnel reported back Pang Chong's behavior after they left. The other party had an appointment with some military friends in the evening.

It seems that this guy didn't lie. He was indeed inquiring about Su Zifu and Yang Changqing within Lu Yongqi's network as promised. Of course, he might be acting, which doesn't mean anything.

 Pang Chong, male, 47 years old, from Hunan Province, was born in a local mission hospital. He attended a private school when he was a child, later entered the Military Academy, served as a sentry officer in the army of the former dynasty, and later joined the Guoming Party.

Zuo Zhong looked at the information over and over again. The more he read, the more doubts he felt in his heart. His eyebrows furrowed into a "Sichuan" shape. Finally, he got up and walked to the window, looking at the rising sun on the horizon and lost in thought.

The information of the other party is very normal. He was born, went to school, joined the army, got married, and gave birth to children. Everything is in order, just like the lives of most grassroots officials of the Fruit Party. There is nothing wrong with it.

 But he always felt that something was not right. Sometimes, the more ordinary people were, the scarier they were, the more ordinary people were, the more suspicious they were, and the more ordinary people were, the more likely they were to do some shocking things.

 Turning around and walking to his desk, Zuo Zhong recalled the basic information about Pang Chong’s family. His parents were alive, his wife was ordinary, his children were doing well, and they had nothing to do with Japan.

 Let’s look at this person’s service experience. He has been serving in mid- to low-level positions in the field army. During the Northern Expedition, he bravely killed the enemy and was seriously injured without leaving the firing line. He led his men to be the first to invade an important city.

If he hadn't been in the wrong team later, he would never have become a section chief now. You must know that the people who participated in the Northern Expedition with him, the lowest-ranking people, all became division commanders. The gap is too big.

 Just seriously injured and unable to get out of the firing line?

Zuo Zhong knocked on the table. There were many such people during the Northern Expedition. After all, that kind of vitality and the state of all things competing were not just boasted by bald heads. It could be regarded as a rare highlight moment for the Fruit Party.

The key point is the injury. If you can still survive to this day after being seriously injured in your internal organs without getting out of the line of fire, wouldn’t you be a god? Do you really think that you are the captain of the Republic of China? Is there any problem in this?

Zuo Zhong pondered for a moment and called a special agent on duty and asked him to go to Song Minghao to get Pang Chong's medical records. These things should be in the archives of the Central Hospital and are easy to find.

This is also true. It didn't take long for a document to be sent to the Secret Service. The paper was a little yellowed, and it recorded all the injuries, treatment, and diagnosis information of Pang Chong since he joined the army.

Turning to the page about the Northern Expedition, the record clearly states: The upper right arm was seriously injured, the shrapnel was embedded in the flesh for more than an inch, and the blood flow continued. After the war, he was treated in a field hospital and recovered to health.

It was strange that there was no problem. Zuo Zhong closed the document and pushed it aside with a puzzled expression. Could it be that Pang Chong was an ordinary person who had studied Japanese tea ceremony culture? It was wrong. How could such a coincidence happen?

He thought for a while, then went out to the Telecommunications Department and sent a telegram to Hunan Province, asking the other party to investigate some things. As long as the intelligence collection was comprehensive enough, there would be no unsolved problems.

Over the next two days, Pang Chong behaved normally and even called the Secret Service. He said that none of Lu Yongqi's friends had heard of Su Zifu and Yang Changqing, and he sounded disappointed.

Zuo Zhong had a round of deliberation with the other party and patiently waited for Hunan Province's reply. Until the morning of the third day, a female spy from the Telecommunications Department twisted her waist and knocked on his office door.

 (End of this chapter)