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Chapter 73 Collective Promotion
Xu Enzeng knew that Wang Aofu was talking big, but no matter how much he boasted, it must be half believable.

The traitor from the underground party is an important person. If the Jinling underground party can be wiped out, then the Secret Service Headquarters will have a great contribution.

Dai Chunfeng's Secret Service has been in the limelight during this time, and he has become a bit more rigid in speaking to the Chairman, Xu Enzeng can't lose.

"Wang Aofu, I will give you one last chance. If there is another accident, you can directly kill yourself!" Xu Enzeng said the ugly words first.

Wang Aofu was like a pug: "Don't worry, Director, there will be no accidents this time. Director, you are really good at guessing that the underground party will go to buy books."

Xu Enzeng laughed triumphantly. He also gave it a try. What kind of cadre school is there in the southwest? Besides Shanghai and Jinling, there are so many sources of books.

However, this is also the second time Xu Enzeng saw such a soft-boned underground party. He surrendered within 10 minutes after being arrested, and asked what to say.

For some reason, Xu Enzeng suddenly thought of Chen Jianzhong. It seems that he came from there too, and he surrendered before interrogation. He learned a lot from a fall, so he should be more careful.

Xu Enzeng told Wang Aofu: "You have to pay more attention to that person's situation, and there will be no more Chen Jianzhong in the Secret Service Headquarters!"

Uh, Wang Aofu was stunned, he was really a little scared by Xu Enzeng's words, and felt that he had to go back to the trial again.

At this moment, a small spy ran in with a sad face without knocking on the door: "Section Chief, all the underground parties have escaped!"

The smiles of Xu Enzeng and Wang Aofu froze on their faces, especially Wang Aofu, who just used his own head to guarantee that it was over.

In desperation, Wang Aofu stared at his blood-red eyes and shouted: "Isn't it normal this afternoon? Why did everyone run away?"

The little spy faltered and said the reason, because usually someone from the Jinling Municipal Committee of the underground party would come to deliver dinner, but today the food delivery person knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to answer the door.

The monitoring spy felt that the situation was wrong, opened the door and saw that there was no one in the newspaper office, and there were traces of fire everywhere, so he hurried back to the secret service headquarters to report to Wang Aofu.

Xu Enzeng's blood pressure went up all of a sudden, and he felt a little dark in front of his eyes. He pointed at Wang Aofu and cursed: "Didn't you say you'll guarantee it with your head, you bastard! Waste!"

Wang Aofu suppressed his fear and begged for mercy: "Director, I'm going to take a look at the scene. Our people are all around, and they can't run far!"

Xu Enzeng growled: "Hurry up!"

Wang Aofu ran out in embarrassment, thinking all the way in his head, why the underground party suddenly withdrew, someone must have leaked the information.

But after getting the information, only he and Xu Enzeng knew the specific situation. Besides, he contacted Zuo Zhong and the 23rd Division of the Secret Service.

Wang Aofu quickly ruled out Zuo Zhong, because he didn't say the address on the phone, and he didn't introduce the situation. People in the army didn't know the situation, but they knew the specific address. It seemed that the problem was here.

While running wildly, Wang Aofu shouted to the little spy: "Hurry up to the 23rd Division and control all officers and soldiers who know about this!"

The little spy hurriedly took the person away, and Wang Aofu also went to the newspaper office. Looking at the scene in front of him, his heart was cold. The other party must have known the accurate information.

The brazier was full of crushed ashes, and the personal items in the room were gone, even the bedding was taken away. This motherfucker is moving.

Wang Aofu kicked the brazier away, and the ashes were scattered everywhere. The secret agents of the Secret Service Headquarters kept their heads down and did not dare to speak.

"Search for me, they must have a secret passage to leave here."

With so many people leaving, it is impossible for the outside observation point to miss it. Wang Aofu felt that if the speed 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, and convenience comes first.

A spy jumped into the hole and quickly shouted: "Chief, the secret passage is very long."

Wang Aofu pointed to several spies: "Go down, 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 was ambushing at the entrance of the cave, so he had to guard against it.

The spies looked at each other with bitter faces, jumped into the cave, and searched along the secret passage, but the underground party obviously didn't want to ambush them, and the spies successfully found the small courtyard.

The secret agents searched in a sneaky way, and found that the place was also cleaned up, and there was not even a single person.

A special agent shouted: "I'll go and inform the section chief, you have all the nearby residents under control." After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

When Wang Aofu arrived, the old and young nearby had already been gathered together by the spies. Everyone was covered in clothes, trembling and not knowing what happened.

Wang Aofu went into the courtyard and looked around, then came out with a look of bad luck, and said in a vicious voice, "What is the name of the resident of this courtyard, who among you knows him?"

A person tremblingly said: "I only know his name is Lao Zhang. According to him, he is a businessman and rarely comes back. We are not familiar with him."

"Yes, boss, we know his surname is Zhang."

"We never went into his house."

Wang Aofu knew that this old Zhang must be an important figure in the underground party, but it was useless to say anything now, the underground party was running too fast.

And Zhang Anren also received a letter from Shi Ning that the Jinling Municipal Party Committee was safe, and Zhang Anren, who had been fidgeting all this time, felt relieved.

It's a pity that it took so long to arrange the municipal committee. The loss this time is really too great, damn traitor, Zhang Anren thought bitterly.

The next day, as soon as Zuo Zhong went to work, he heard rumors that the Secret Service Headquarters had been played by the underground party and slipped away from under his nose.

Zuo Zhong was relieved, the underground party was safe, and he didn't have to go into hibernation for a while, so he walked into the office cheerfully.

But before he sat down, the phone rang. It was Dai Chunfeng's call, and the content was naturally about the Secret Service Headquarters.

Dai Chunfeng smiled and said: "Shen Zhong, you heard what happened last night, right? Another big ugly has happened in the Secret Service Headquarters this time, haha."

Zuo Chong hehe replied: "Wang Aofu approached me, I thought something was wrong, so I didn't agree."

"Oh?" Dai Chunfeng didn't expect this to happen: "Tell me about the specific situation."

"Last night before get off work, Wang Aofu called me, saying that there was a big operation against the underground party that needed our cooperation. I pushed it without asking about the specific situation."

"Okay! Fortunately, Shen Zhong, you didn't ask, otherwise Xu Enzeng would definitely put the blame on our Secret Service. This person is a villain."

Dai Chunfeng was taken aback. The Secret Service Headquarters must have no good intentions in asking the Secret Service to cooperate. Zuo Zhong's handling was very appropriate.

Zuo Zhong explained: "Yes, teacher. At that time, I thought that the underground party members were all outlaws. If there was a real fight, we would definitely fight. The gain outweighs the loss."

Dai Chunfeng was very satisfied: "That's it for now. Let Xu Enzeng explain to Director Chen and the committee members. I'll promote the military ranks of the Peking operatives later, please let me know."

After hanging up Dai Chunfeng's phone, Zuo Zhong informed He Yijun: "Let everyone go to the meeting room to gather, the chief is going to give us promotions."

After waiting for 10 minutes, Zuo Zhong walked into the conference room. Most of the intelligence department staff had already arrived. They were promoted collectively. Others also came to watch the ceremony. Of course, they had red eyes.

There is nothing left and right, and everyone is talking about the unfavorable Secret Service Headquarters, where spies were sent out inside, and the underground party was let go outside. I really don't know how they did it.

"Section chief, what do you think those trash can do? If they are handed over to our intelligence department, none of these underground parties will be able to escape." Song Minghao felt a little pity.

Gu Qi also agrees: "Yes, the strength of the Secret Service Headquarters has declined too much these years. How many underground party officials they arrested back then, such as Bai Case and Gu Case."

Zuo Zhong threw them a few cigarettes: "It's nothing surprising that the underground party is making progress, so I ask you to learn more skills, after all, our main opponents in the future will be the Japanese."

Gu Qi hurriedly explained: "Yes, section chief, during the time you left, everyone is strengthening their mobile skills and Japanese learning, and I am keeping a close eye on it."

Zuo Zhong is still very satisfied with Gu Qi, the deputy section chief, who can handle affairs without contending for power, handles daily management work in an orderly manner, and is a good housekeeper.

So he comforted: "Old Gu, don't worry, I will definitely take you with me next time I have a mission. After all, you are already at this age, and it will be too late if you don't work hard."

Gu Qi was so grateful in his heart, he didn't say anything, and toasted Zuo Chong with tea instead of wine.

Song Minghao on the side smiled all over his face: "Section chief, don't forget me, Lao Song, you see, even that kid Wu Chunyang is going to become a sergeant."

Naturally, Zuo Zhong would not favor one person over another, and promised to have the opportunity to bring him to be plated with gold, which made Song Minghao feel relieved. It was too difficult to be in the secret service without a backer.

"Seat everywhere!"

"stand at attention!"

The promotion ceremony went very quickly, Zuo Chong finally got a small golden triangle on his collar, and his monthly salary rose to 80, 20 more than that of the lieutenant.

He Yijun was a second-class soldier before, but this time he was directly promoted to a first-class soldier. After all, he is not the lowest rank in the Secret Service.

Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang were promoted from sergeant to sergeant, finally matching their positions roughly, and they smiled like flowers.

The other officers and non-commissioned officers who participated in the operation were also promoted, and the intelligence department now became the department with the most officers in the Secret Service.

In addition, there are bonuses of varying amounts. It seems that the bald head really spent his money to reward them, after all, he won 1000 million US dollars.

After being promoted, Dai Chunfeng left. Zuo Zhong continued to preside over the meeting. He wanted to talk about the issue of the spy radio station and see why there was no gain before.

Speaking of this topic, Gu Qi looked helpless: "Section Chief, we have tried everything, such as radio direction finding by the Telecommunications Department, and power outages in partitions, but we just couldn't find the shadow of the Japanese."

Zuo Zhong knew about radio direction finding, and there will be various competitions in later generations, but in this era, at most, he can measure a general direction.As for power outages in partitions, it is even more ridiculous. Could it be that the radio station has no batteries, or the Japanese can't think of using a flashlight for lighting.

　Brothers in Zhengzhou, come on!Hold on!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)