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Chapter 126 Jiaxing
Zuo Zhong was bidding farewell to Zhu Jiahua and Sekter at Shanghai Navy Dock. Although he had only been in contact with him for two days, Sektor keenly realized that China did not lack outstanding soldiers and talents. For example, Zuo Zhong and his men were no better than Wagner. They are bad.

Seekert changed into a general’s uniform today and wore single-frame glasses: “Left, I appreciate your professionalism and aggressiveness, but I still think special police is not suitable for you. Men should go to the real battlefield and go bravely.” Facing death."

Zuo Zhong smiled and shook his head: "General Sektor, everyone has their own responsibilities. My responsibility is to sniff out the enemies in the dark. My country needs assassins who walk in the dark."

Intelligence is the first priority in modern warfare. No country will give up the intelligence battlefield. Once a breakthrough is achieved in intelligence warfare, the benefits will be huge. This has been proved countless times in the history of warfare.

Sektor stared at him for a while, then nodded silently. Everyone who is willing to silently contribute to the country is worthy of respect, which changed his attitude towards those engaged in intelligence work a little.

Originally, in his impression, those who carried out intelligence work were either savage-faced butchers or neurotic chicken farmers. Apart from torture and violence, they were only sinister and despicable. It was a shame for them to wear military uniforms.

Now he seems to understand that there are many people who do not do this job for the purpose of venting tyranny, and some of them are patriots. Of course, he still thinks that the army is the perfect destination for these warriors.

Zhu Jiahua did not speak at the side, thinking about the conversation between Sekt and Zuo Zhong. As a literati, he was very disgusted with spy activities. This can be regarded as a glorious history. Jin Yiwei has been scolded for hundreds of years.

But this time, without the assistance of the Secret Service, would he and Seekert have successfully left Shanghai? Probably not. After Zuo Zhong’s explanation, he knew how much effort the Japanese had put in, let alone some people in the concession. secretly colluding.

Once he is dead, the cooperation between China and Germany will inevitably come to a standstill. This is not because Zhu Jiahua feels good about himself, because only by relying on his good relations with all walks of life in German society can China and Germany build a bridge of communication, which is very important.

Seekert and Zhu Jiahua had their own thoughts, and a naval captain stepped off the gunboat. This is a small gunboat of more than 200 tons, which is very suitable for driving on rivers and rivers. It has enough firepower to protect the two of them and go to Lushan to meet. bald.

"Mr. Zhu, General, it's time for departure." The navy captain asked for instructions.

Seekert and Zhu Jiahua nodded, and after saying goodbye to Zuo Zhong, they walked onto the gunboat through the trestle bridge, and soon the gunboat blew its whistle a few times and slowly drove away from the pier. Mr. Zhu stood on the deck and waved his hands, Zuo Zhong respected solemnly A military salute was given.

Zhu Jiahua is already in her dozens of years old. Why did she risk her life and work hard to come to Shanghai? Is it for fame?Is it for profit?Of course not, he did it to increase the odds of winning for the country and the nation in future wars.

Seeing the gunboat slowly heading upstream, Zuo Zhong turned around and walked towards his subordinates, Gu Qi stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Section Chief, the mission in Shanghai is over, where shall we go next?"

Zuo Zhong glanced at the magical banks of the Huangpu River, and without saying a word, he got into the back of the car. Gu Qi hurriedly followed. He didn't know what Zuo Zhong meant. Could it be that the next task should be kept secret from him, the deputy section chief?
The convoy started, but it didn't drive towards the city. Gu Qi looked at Zuo Zhong, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, and didn't speak again. Since Zuo Zhong didn't say anything, there must be a reason, so he also closed his eyes.

The car wobbled on the gravel road for a while, and walked left and right on the stone road for a while. It was already noon when Gu Qi woke up, and he was a little dazed looking at the scenery of the Jiangnan water town outside the window.

"Chief, where is this?"

Zuo Zhong also took a nap and felt much more energetic. He opened the car window to let the wind blow in. The cold wind made the people in the car wake up all of a sudden. Gu Qi wrapped his body in a coat. People are afraid of the cold when they are old.

"This is Jiaxing. After you get off the bus, please tell everyone to be more energetic. Don't let the brothers in East China look down upon you." Zuo Zhong moved his body a bit, and after sitting in the car for several hours, his whole body was almost stiff.

Jiaxing?Gu Qi went through it in his mind. The Secret Service does not have a fixed station here, and he has not heard of any important events happening here recently. The section chief is so secretive. It seems that the task in Jiaxing this time is not easy.

The convoy quickly drove into Jiaxing City and continued driving along the road by the lake. Zuo Zhong looked at the lake on the right and thought of something. This seems to be the birthplace of the underground party.

He thought a lot at once. Before he was reborn, it happened to be the eve of the centennial celebration. He didn't know what kind of grand scene it would be, and Zuo Zhong wanted to witness it all with his own eyes. He counted the number of years and gave up. He still wanted to real thing.

Soon after the car drove into an alley, Gucci glanced at the fruit stand at the intersection. If he saw correctly, it was a surveillance point, and the staffing and location selection were in the style of the Secret Service.

Zuo Zhong put on his coat, shaved his hair against the car window and said, "You read that right, he's from East China, and the target has been a little jittery lately."

Gu Qi understands, it seems that this time is not a sanction task, but to protect someone, but there are important people in Jiaxing who need this level of protection, he can't think of it for a while.

With the arrival of the convoy, some youths in Chinese tunic suits appeared on both sides of the lane. They watched the convoy vigilantly. The intelligence agents in the car sensed something was wrong and put their hands on their weapons.

Gu Qi wanted to say something, but Zuo Zhong waved his hand, the target suffered such a big blow, it is understandable to be sensitive, the reaction of East China District is still very professional, so be more vigilant.

The car finally stopped at the door of a two-story villa. A middle-aged man came out with two subordinates. He looked at Zuo Zhong in the car and smiled, and stepped up to meet him.

Zuo Zhong also hurriedly got out of the car, and stretched out his right hand from a distance: "Oh, long time no see!"

The middle-aged man held his hand tightly and shook it vigorously: "Section Chief Zuo is here. It is a great honor for me in East China."

Seeing the two people greeting each other familiarly, and hearing the conversation, Gu Qi naturally understood that this was a colleague from the East China Region of the Secret Service. Seeing Zuo Zhong waving to him, he immediately walked over.

Zuo Zhong put his left hand on Gu Qi's shoulder: "This is my deputy chief, Gu Qi, who has helped me a lot. I usually hand over Corey's daily work to him. Please take care of me in the future."

The middle-aged man exaggeratedly smiled and said: "I am serious, I am serious, you two are the imperial envoys of the headquarters, it should be you who take care of me."

Zuo Zhong introduced to Gu Qi again: "This is District Chief Yu Xingle of East China District. He is an intelligence master who came back from studying in the north. I learned a lot from District Chief Yu."

Yu Xingle shook his hand: "I can only say that I learned from each other, and I also benefited a lot from communicating with Section Chief Zuo."

It turned out that this person was Yu Xingle, Gu Qi suddenly realized, and quickly reached out his hands to shake hands with him. He had long heard that this person was powerful. Although he came from an underground party, he was highly valued by all the officials.

"Major Yu, Jiu Yang, we need to communicate more in the future."

The three bosses exchanged pleasantries here, and the spies from the East China District also knew that the visitors were friends rather than foes. Seeing the spies from the intelligence department who got off the car one by one smiled, thinking that person should be satisfied.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xingle looked at the agents of the intelligence department who automatically occupied the favorable terrain after getting off the car, and sighed that they were indeed the elite of the headquarters, but he didn't know if Zuo Zhong could solve this big trouble.

After chatting for a while, under the leadership of Yu Xingle, Zuo Zhong and several important subordinates walked into the villa. Along the way, there were constantly armed spies patrolling, and there was even a machine gun facing the gate.

Gu Qi and the others were at a loss as to who was in this villa. Not only was the outside heavily guarded, but the inside was also guarded three steps, one post, two steps, and one sentry.

When they reached the second floor, Song Minghao frowned. The furnishings here didn't look like Chinese style, but a bit like the Koryo technical shop in Jinling City. What are the important people in Korea doing in China?

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang didn't think too much about it, they secretly observed the internal structure, thinking about how they would attack here, so as to find loopholes in East China, but it seems that there is no major problem so far.

Yu Xingle walked to a wooden door and knocked on it: "Mr. Anton, I am Yu Xingle, the people from Jinling are here, do you want to meet them, this is the chairman's wish."

Hearing Yu Xingle's respectful words, the corners of Zuo Chong's mouth twitched. It seemed that the bald head and Dai Chunfeng attached great importance to this man, and they made great efforts to ensure his safety, and even sent themselves, the intelligence chief.

After a while, an old voice came from the room, the voice was a bit strange: "Please come in, guests, thank you, Mr. Yu."

Yu Xingle winked and walked in first, followed by Zuo Zhong, and then Gu Qi and others filed in. Fortunately, the villa's room is very spacious, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people.

As soon as Zuo Zhong entered, he saw that person. Compared with the photo, he was much older and looked very tired. The lady sitting next to him had white hair and swollen eyes, muttering to herself.

The old man glanced at the people who came in, and then said to Zuo Zhong: "This is Mr. Zuo from Jinling, I hope you can find the murderer of my son as soon as possible, please."

This old man was not simple. Judging from the order in which he came in, Zuo Zhong was the leader. No wonder he retreated after doing such a big thing in Shanghai, but Zuo Zhong was not impressed by his righteous deed.

Zuo Zhong walked up to the old man, took off his coat and handed it to He Yijun, and sat down unceremoniously: "Mr. Say it up front."

This sentence made Jin Andong's face change. He is not a deaf and fool, so he can naturally hear Zuo Zhong's tone is not kind, but the identity of the other party is the highest-level dispatcher of Jinling, so he can only listen to the words no matter how ugly they are.

Jin Andong's cloudy eyes moved, and he said in a hoarse voice, "But it's okay to say."

Zuo nodded emphatically: "I will take care of the murder of your son, and if you catch the criminal, you will be punished by the laws of the Republic of China. You cannot carry out explosive assassination operations on Chinese soil!"

Speaking of this, Zuo Zhong's expression was very serious, and his eyes were fixed on Jin Andong. If he said no, Zuo Zhong would immediately persuade Dai Chunfeng to expel this person and his Koryo restoration forces.

The writer's words have Wang Aofu's story
　Wang Aofu was sitting in the tavern drinking dull wine, after drinking a glass, he picked up the flagon again, and then shook it.

　　"Shopkeeper, serve the wine, hurry up, or I will kill you."

　　"Okay, just wait a moment." The boss responded happily.

　　The proprietress next to him was in a hurry: "You've lost your head, we don't even have any wine at home. This person looks like a nasty mess, so hurry up and borrow some."

　　The boss smiled strangely: "Don't you still have a pot? Two years ago, our son urinated there, and I didn't want to throw it away."

　　The proprietress spat: "Old man, you are the smartest, and if you don't send it to that person, you won't be able to taste it anyway if you drink too much."

　　Wang Aofu poured a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and licked his lips. He felt that the taste was a bit strange, and then a rush of heat surged up.

　　He couldn't help shouting: "Good wine!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)