Chapter 73 Collective Promotion Xu Enzeng knew that Wang Aofu was talking big words, but no matter how much he boasted, it was still half credible. The underground party traitor is an important figure. If the Jinling underground party can be wiped out, the Secret Service Headquarters will have great credit. Dai Chunfeng's secret service has been in the limelight during this period, and he was very tough when speaking to the Chairman. Xu Enzeng couldn't lose. “Wang Aofu, I’ll give you one last chance. If another accident happens, just commit suicide!” Xu Enzeng said the ugly words first. Wang Aofu was like a pug: "Don't worry, Director, there will definitely be no accidents this time. Director, you are so awesome, you actually guessed that the underground party would buy books." Xu Enzeng laughed proudly. He also gave it a try. What kind of cadre school should be set up in the southwest? Apart from Shanghai and Jinling, there were so many sources of books. He just waited and waited for success. However, this was also the second time that Xu Enzeng saw such a weak underground party. He surrendered within ten minutes of being arrested. He said whatever he asked. For some reason, Xu Enzeng suddenly thought of Chen Jianzhong. It seemed that he also came from there, and he surrendered before being interrogated. He learned a lesson from every experience, so he had to be more careful. Xu Enzeng told Wang Aofu: "You must pay more attention to that person's situation. Another Chen Jianzhong cannot appear in the secret service headquarters!"
Well, Wang Aofu was stunned. He was really a little scared when Xu Enzeng said this, and felt that he should have a good trial when he went back. At this moment, a little secret agent ran in with a sad face without even knocking on the door: "Section Chief, all the underground party members have escaped!" Xu Enzeng and Wang Aofu's smiles froze on their faces, especially Wang Aofu, who just used his head to guarantee that it was over now. In a rage, Wang Aofu stared with blood-red eyes and shouted: "Isn't it normal in the afternoon? Why are everyone running away?" The little agent hesitated and explained the reason, because usually someone from the Jinling Municipal Committee of the underground party would come to deliver dinner, but today the meal delivery person knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to open the door. The spy under surveillance felt something was wrong. He opened the door and saw that there was no one in the newspaper office. There were signs of fire all over the place. He quickly returned to the agent headquarters to report to Wang Aofu. Xu Enzeng's blood pressure suddenly rose, and his eyesight felt a little dark. He pointed at Wang Aofu and cursed: "Didn't you say you have to guarantee it with your head, you bastard! Trash!" Wang Aofu suppressed his fear and begged for mercy: "Director, I want to go to the scene to take a look. There are our people around, and they can't run far!" Xu Enzeng roared: "Go quickly!" Wang Aofu ran out in embarrassment. Along the way, he kept thinking about why the underground party suddenly withdrew. Someone must have leaked the information. But after receiving that information, only he and Xu Enzeng knew the specific situation. In addition, he contacted Zuo Zhong and the 23rd Division of the Secret Service. Wang Aofu quickly ruled out Zuo Zhong because he didn't give an address or introduce the situation on the phone. The people in the army didn't know the situation, but they knew the specific address. It seemed that this was the problem. Wang Aofu ran wildly and shouted to the little spy: "Hurry to the 23rd Division and control all officers and soldiers who know about this!" The little spy hurriedly took the people away. Wang Aofu also arrived at the newspaper office. His heart dropped when he saw the scene in front of him. The other party must have known accurate information. The brazier was filled with crushed ashes, the personal belongings in the room were gone, and even the bedding was taken away. This is such a crazy move. Wang Aofu kicked the fire pot, and ashes were scattered everywhere. The agents in the secret service headquarters kept their heads down and did not dare to speak. “Search for me, they must have a secret passage out of here.” With so many people leaving, it was impossible for outside observation points not to notice them. Wang Aofu felt that if he was fast enough, he might be able to catch the tail of the underground party. The secret passage in the warehouse was quickly discovered. After all, the emergency evacuation passage cannot be too secretive and complicated. Convenience is the first priority.
An agent jumped into the hole and quickly shouted: "Section Chief, the secret passage is very long." Wang Aofu pointed to a few agents: "Go down and find the evacuation point and come back." He didn't dare to go down. What if the underground party planted a bomb in the tunnel, or someone ambushed at the entrance of the cave? He had to be on guard. Several agents looked at each other with a grimace, jumped into the hole, and searched along the secret passage. However, the underground party obviously had no intention of ambush them, and the agents successfully found the small courtyard. The agents searched the place furtively and found that the place had also been tidied up, with not even a single person in sight. An agent shouted: "I'm going to inform the section chief that you guys have all the nearby residents under control." After saying that, he hurried away. By the time Wang Aofu arrived, the old and young people nearby had been gathered together by the special agents. Everyone was covered in clothes and shivering, not knowing what was going on. Wang Aofu walked into the yard and looked around, then came out with a gloomy look on his face and said angrily: "What is the name of the resident in this yard? Does any of you know him?" One person said tremblingly: "I only know his name is Lao Zhang. According to him, he is a businessman. He rarely comes back. We are not familiar with him." “Yes, boss, we know his surname is Zhang.” “We have never been to his house.” Wang Aofu knew that Lao Zhang must be an important figure in the underground party, but it was useless to say anything now. These underground party members were running too fast. Zhang Anren also received a message from Shi Ning. The Jinling Municipal Committee was safe, and Zhang Anren, who had been restless, felt relieved. It's a pity that it took so long to arrange the municipal committee. The loss this time is really too great, **** the traitor, Zhang Anren thought bitterly. The next day, Zuo Zhong heard the rumor as soon as he went to work that the secret service headquarters had been tricked by the underground party and someone slipped away from him. Zuo Zhong felt relieved that the underground party was safe and he no longer had to hibernate temporarily, so he happily walked into the office. But before he sat down, the phone rang. It was Dai Chunfeng's call, and the content was naturally about asking about the secret service headquarters. Dai Chunfeng said with a smile: "Shen Zhong, you heard about what happened last night, right? Another big embarrassment happened in the secret service headquarters this time, haha." Zuo Zhong replied with a chuckle: "Wang Aofu came to see me, but I didn't agree because I felt something wasn't right about this matter." "Oh?" Dai Chunfeng didn't expect this to happen: "Tell me what the specific situation is." “Before getting off work last night, Wang Aofu gave me a call, saying that there was a big operation against the underground party and we needed our cooperation. I pushed it ahead without asking about the specific situation.” "Okay! Fortunately, Shenzhu, you didn't ask, otherwise Xu Enzeng would definitely put the responsibility on the head of our Secret Service. This person is a villain." Dai Chunfeng was surprised. The Secret Service Headquarters must not have good intentions in asking the Secret Service to cooperate. Zuo Zhong's handling was still very appropriate. Zuo Zhong explained: "Yes, teacher. At that time, I considered that the underground party were all desperadoes. If there was a fight, we would definitely have to join in. The gain would not be worth the loss." Dai Chunfeng was very satisfied: "That's it. Let Xu Enzeng explain it to Director Chen and the committee members. I will promote the ranks of the Peiping operation personnel later. You can inform me." Hang up Dai Chunfeng's call, Zuo Zhong informed He Yijun: "Let everyone gather in the conference room, the director is coming to promote us." After waiting for ten minutes, Zuo Zhong walked into the conference room. Most of the staff of the Intelligence Department had already arrived. Since they were collectively promoted, other people also came to watch the ceremony, of course with red eyes. There was nothing going on, and everyone was talking about the Secret Service Headquarters, which had been having a bad year, with spies coming out from the inside, and the underground party being let go outside. I really don’t know how they did it. “Section Chief, what do you think those losers can do? If they were handed over to our Intelligence Section, none of these underground parties would be able to escape.” Song Minghao felt a little pity.
Gu Qi also agreed: "Yes, the strength of the Secret Service Headquarters has declined greatly in recent years. How many underground party officials they arrested, such as Bai An and Gu An, were arrested." Zuo Zhong threw them a few cigarettes: "The underground party is making progress. This is not surprising, so I ask you to learn more skills. After all, our main opponent in the future is the Japanese." Gu Qi quickly explained: "Yes, section chief, during the time you left, everyone was strengthening their mobile skills and Japanese language learning, and I kept a close eye on them." Zuo Zhong is still very satisfied with Gu Qi, the deputy section chief. He can handle things without fighting for power. He handles daily management work in an orderly manner and is a good steward. So he comforted him: "Don't worry, Lao Gu. I will take you with me next time I have a mission. After all, you are already this age. If you don't work hard, it will be too late." Gu Qi was so grateful in his heart that he said nothing and toasted Zuo Zhong with tea instead of wine. Song Minghao on the side smiled with a smile on his face: "Section chief, don't forget me, Old Song. You see, even that kid Wu Chunyang is going to become a sergeant." Zuo Zhong naturally would not favor one over the other, and promised to take him to gilding if he had the opportunity. Only then did Song Minghao let go of his hanging heart. It was too difficult to get along without a backer in the Secret Service. “Here you go, Virgo!” “Stand at attention!” The promotion ceremony went quickly. Zuo Zhong finally had a small golden triangle on his collar, and his monthly salary increased to 80, which was 20 more than that of a lieutenant. He Yijun was previously a second-class private, but this time he was directly promoted to a first-class private. He was finally not the lowest rank in the Secret Service. Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang were promoted from sergeant to staff sergeant, which finally roughly matched their positions. The two of them smiled like flowers. Other officers and non-commissioned officers who participated in the operation have also been promoted. The Intelligence Section has now become the section with the most officers in the Secret Service. In addition, there are bonuses of varying amounts. It seems that Baldhead really spent a lot of money to reward them. After all, he received 10 million US dollars. Dai Chunfeng left after his promotion, and Zuo Zhong continued to preside over the meeting. He wanted to talk about the problem of the Japanese spy radio station and see why there was no gain before. When talking about this topic, Gu Qi looked helpless: "Section Chief, we have tried everything. The Telecommunications Section did some radio direction finding, and there were also power outages in different areas, but we still can't find any trace of the Japanese." Zuo Zhong knew about radio direction finding, and there were various competitions in later generations, but in this era, he could only measure a general direction. As for the partitioned power outage, it is even more nonsense. Could it be that the radio station has no battery, or the Japanese did not think of using flashlights for lighting. Brothers from Zhengzhou, come on! Hold on!
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