Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Under the dim light, Wang Tianfeng was carefully studying the files in front of him.

He had flipped through the thick stack of files again and again, until he knew them by heart, but at this moment, he was still flipping through them.

Every page of these files was filled with dense text—his "insights" recorded after repeated study.

As I flipped through the files, the specific person corresponding to each file appeared in my mind with perfect accuracy.

After a long, long time, still clueless, Wang Tianfeng tossed the file in his hand onto the thick stack of files, rubbed his sore eyes, and pulled a folded piece of paper from the drawer.

Slowly unfolded, the paper occupied half of the table, and on the paper were names one after another.

If this paper with so many names on it were to be displayed, Wang Tianfeng would write the words "List of Internal Espionage Agents" without hesitation!

That's right, the names on this piece of paper are the list of everyone in the intelligence department who participated in the "encirclement and suppression" of the Green Pine intelligence group!

Upon closer inspection, one will find that these lists are divided into four batches, with different arrows pointing to different people in each batch. If it were someone else, they would surely be confused by this extremely complex network of connections.

But Wang Tianfeng was different. He wrote down each of these arrows himself, and each interconnected arrow was a conclusion he reached through secret investigations—not just a relationship that remained in the archives or on the surface.

He even highlighted some names in red ink.

Faced with this complex list, Wang Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly for a moment before writing down another name:
Zheng Yi.

After writing down the name, he added new connecting arrows—as many as 11 people were linked to Zheng Yi by him with arrows.

After thinking for a while, he picked up his pen to write another name, but after writing only one radical, "弓" (bow), he stopped.

The pen tip spun across the paper, and the character "弓" (bow) was smeared into a black dot.

“Anping is unaware of this, so there’s no need to write his name down.”

After muttering something to himself, Wang Tianfeng's gaze fell on the paper, and he once again sorted out the complex relationships between so many names in his mind.

"Starting tomorrow, we'll focus on observing the names that have been highlighted in red..."

"This time, we must absolutely root out every single mole in the intelligence department... without missing a single one!"

Wang Tianfeng spoke softly, his voice barely audible, yet somehow it carried an indescribable air of menace.

……

The next day.

Headquarters of the Bureau of Secrecy.

Conference room in the intelligence department's office area.

The core cadres of several key departments, including Section 1, Section 2, and Special Operations Section, were all present. After sizing each other up, these veteran agents immediately realized that the Intelligence Department was about to make a big move.

Someone casually glanced around, seemingly casually, but after the glance, they took in the expressions of everyone present.

[Section Chief Yi seems unaware of the situation. Deputy Section Chief Huang appears to be sleep-deprived, but he has a close relationship with Guo Qiyun... Yesterday, Zhang Anping brought Wang Tianfeng to the intelligence department, clearly to support Wang Tianfeng—Wang Tianfeng must be planning to take over the intelligence department again. Deputy Section Chief Huang was summoned by Guo Qiyun yesterday, so he must have been assigned a task. Therefore, he must have been busy with something last night...]

Some people yawned and chatted with their colleagues, complaining about their "misery":
"I stayed up all night studying, memorizing for most of the night, but after waking up this morning and having some breakfast, I had only one thought:"
What did I memorize last night?

Some people were muttering to their close companions:

"With the sword of re-education for cadres hanging over my head, I wish I could bury myself in books. What's the point of holding a meeting at a time like this? I'd rather spend that time reading what the Chairman has written..."

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open, and Wang Tianfeng strode in with a blank expression.

All the noise stopped at that moment, and everyone stood up.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Wang Tianfeng walked to the audience seats and sat down. Facing these astonished looks, Wang Tianfeng simply glanced at them calmly, and no one noticed that he lingered on the two people for a moment longer.

Guo Qiyun then strode in and went straight to the head seat to sit down.

The people who got up looked at each other, wondering what these two were up to.

However, some speculate that Wang Tianfeng did not want to give the "section chief" any ammunition, so he put forward a puppet—the colonel Guo Qiyun—to preside over the meeting, which seems reasonable.

After Guo Qiyun sat down, he placed his hands on the ground as if to signal the others to sit down as well.

"Section Chief—come and report on this Communist intelligence!"

The person who had just made a judgment in his mind followed the crowd and focused his attention on the section chief, but was surprised to find that he had made a mistake.
"Yes—" The section chief stood up and began to speak slowly in his habitually slow voice.

The section chief's account was roughly as follows:

The First Intelligence Division secretly captured a Communist Party member named Zhou Xianhui. After being bribed, Zhou Xianhui chose to betray the Communists and revealed his superior, "Mr. Bai".

However, Zhou Xianhui and "Mr. Bai" have never met in person. They communicate through a courier. To ensure that no information is leaked, the courier is currently monitoring him from a distance and will not arrest him.

According to Zhou Xianhui's speculation, Mr. Bai may be hiding within the Ministry of Economic Affairs.

In order to find "Mr. Bai," the intelligence department needs to send several capable officers to the Ministry of Economic Affairs to work together to find the Communist Party's "Mr. Bai."

After the section chief gave a general overview, Guo Qiyun took over the conversation:

"Currently, the [transporter] is under the surveillance of Section One, so we don't need to worry about him for the time being. Each section will select four capable officers, and we will use various channels to send them into the Ministry of Economic Affairs. I will coordinate the specific action plan with them next."

"There's one more thing—according to Zhou Xianhui's confession, he overheard the courier mention a name during a casual conversation:"
【Green Pine】!
We're unsure whether this name is the codename for this intelligence group or for this so-called Mr. Bai, so each department needs to search for information about "Green Pine" within the existing intelligence.

"One last thing—it's a secret!"

Guo Qiyun stood up, surprisingly resembling Wang Tianfeng in demeanor, and said with a cold expression:
"This intelligence is extremely crucial. All of you here are key members of our Security Bureau and pillars of the Party and the nation. You should all know the importance of secrecy. After the meeting, everyone must be on high alert. If anyone tries to probe us from the sidelines, we must take it seriously!"

"Even if this person is your wife or husband—do you understand what I mean?"

The crowd shouted in response, "Understood!"

Next came the candidate recommendation process. After the candidates were recommended, Guo Qiyun signaled everyone to leave, and then called them in one by one to "introduce" the information of the recommended candidates.

Judging from Guo Qiyun's level of attention, Wang Tianfeng clearly had very high expectations for this intelligence report, which made the participants dare not be negligent in the slightest and try their best to present everything in an impartial manner.

……

in the afternoon.

Headquarters of the Bureau of Secrecy.

In Zhang Anping's office.

"Brigade Commander Zhang, the matter of Ling Yuan is a misunderstanding—I have already ordered his release, Brigade Commander Zhang..."

Zhang Anping hung up the phone "helplessly"—after hearing that his daughter had regained her freedom, the other party had no patience to listen to Zhang Anping's nonsense and hung up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Anping looked at the agents in front of him with a dark expression.

These are the same people in front of me who arrested the daughter of a brigade commander on charges of being a communist sympathizer. They're straightforward people too; without saying a word, they immediately called Zhang Anping.
Director Zhang, has the matter of my daughter being a communist sympathizer been investigated? If there is solid evidence, I will be the executioner!

Zhang Anping was "greatly alarmed" and hurriedly began to investigate. The investigation revealed that the so-called "collaboration with the Communists" was nothing but rumors or unfounded speculation, with absolutely no evidence to back it up.

He then summoned the special agents who were handling the matter and, in front of them, made a phone call to "Brigade Commander Zhang".

Then came the scene where he was hung up on.

Zhang Anping's face darkened: "When did the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics become the Embroidered Uniform Guard? You dare to arrest a relative of a major general and brigade commander without any evidence? Who gave you the guts?"

“And you—an agent from the Shanghai district, when did you become so opportunistic and disregard rules and regulations?!” Several agents lowered their heads and trembled.

"Get out—if this happens again..."

Zhang Anping said coldly, "I wouldn't mind letting you test whether the Secret Service is the Embroidered Uniform Guard or not!"

As always, he protected his own, and although he reprimanded them severely, he did not hold the agents accountable.

Of course, necessary warnings were still issued, and these warnings were always carried out.

The summoned agents were overjoyed and hurriedly walked out, but one of them hesitated at the door, then gritted his teeth and turned back.

Zhang Anping looked at the other person with an annoyance: "Is there anything else?"

The man glanced at his colleague who was walking away, and after a moment of silence, said:
“District Chief, the department has made a huge mistake this time, but…” The agent, who came from the Shanghai district, hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"But that's how our Security Bureau operates now. I've discovered that among the people we've arrested recently, quite a few are relatives of regimental or brigade commanders—"

"I initially thought there was evidence against Zhang Xing'er, whom we arrested today, but after she was arrested, I discovered that the information we obtained was all fabricated."

There are practically no fools in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

But in the current situation, most people will not speak out even if they realize they have arrested the wrong person.

On the contrary, these agents from the Shanghai district would have a plan after arresting the wrong person—even if Commander Zhang hadn't personally called Zhang Anping this time, they would have still collected evidence and reported it to Zhang Anping in the end.

After listening to the report, Zhang Anping's expression hardened. After a few seconds of silence, he whispered:
"You conduct a covert investigation—wait, I'll write you a document by hand. You need to get reliable people to investigate, understand?"

"Yes!"

After dismissing his old subordinate from the Shanghai region, Zhang Anping slightly curled his lip.

[Old Mao, Old Mao, your methods aren't working! I thought you could fool me for a long time, but after only a few days, my men have already noticed something. I'll give you a few more days to draw more hatred from me!]

He was about to leave his office when the phone rang again.

[Who was the unlucky one who came to "complain" this time?]

He answered the phone while muttering to himself.

Yu Beiping!
The caller was none other than Yu Beiping, the deputy director of the Technical Division of the Bureau of Secrecy!

"District Chief," because he had once served in the Shanghai district, Yu Beiping, like everyone else, always referred to Zhang Anping as "District Chief."
"There's something I need to report to you."

"Can't I say it over the phone?"

"Ah."

"Come to my office in twenty minutes."

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Anping didn't dwell on it. Instead, he walked out of the office and went to the rooftop.

On the rooftop, Mingtai was patrolling back and forth. When he saw Zhang Anping appear, he was clearly taken aback.

"teacher!"

Mingtai rushed over, but felt uneasy—his current position was in the security department, where he was responsible for security duties, so going to the rooftop was perfectly reasonable.

But today was extremely special because his superior told him that one of his comrades would be meeting him on the rooftop of Building No. 1 of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics this afternoon.

He needed to relay all the intelligence he had gathered that day to this comrade.

He was waiting for this comrade, but unexpectedly, Zhang Anping appeared at this moment!

Zhang Anping glanced at Mingtai. Although the other man's expression showed no sign of tension, the perceptive Zhang Anping could still sense the barely perceptible tension in Mingtai's body.

Indeed, how many people can remain calm and composed in his presence?
Especially when there are important tasks to be done!
"The weather's not bad today—" Zhang Anping said leisurely.

"The sun feels quite warm on my skin."

Mingtai was stunned, and his hand involuntarily went to his waist.

Because what Zhang Anping said... was actually the code for today's rendezvous!
Just as his hand was about to touch the pistol, a large hand landed on his shoulder:
"say something!"

Mingtai was like a leopard about to pounce on its prey, his muscles tense. But when the large hand on his shoulder exerted a little force, he was actually forced down by a third of his body.

Seeing this, Zhang Anping shook his head and said:

"You should say—it's okay during the day, but it's not so comfortable at night, and you'll easily catch a cold if you don't cover yourself with a blanket."

The superiors have betrayed us?!

Or did the comrade who was supposed to be in contact with them betray them?

But if the comrade I was in contact with betrayed me, how come I haven't received a single word from him?

Mingtai's mind raced, but he forced himself to calm down and face the situation head-on—wasn't Zhang Anping not good at hand-to-hand combat? Why was he able to press down on me so hard that I couldn't breathe with just one hand?
"It's always the same. Do you think I've succeeded or failed?"

Zhang Anping smiled as he looked at Mingtai, whose gaze was gradually becoming resolute: "Why can't you believe that I'm the person you're supposed to meet?"

"For example—"

"I personally saw Comrade Mingjing off."

boom

As if a thunderbolt had struck his mind, Mingtai stared at Zhang Anping in disbelief.

The secret voyage of Mingjing was the biggest secret of the three Ming brothers, and they had been keeping a close watch on Zhang Anping!

But now, Zhang Anping has revealed the truth, and even called Mingjing...

Comrade!

He stared at Zhang Anping in shock, unable to believe it.

Zhang Anping then withdrew his hand from Mingtai's body, glanced at the time, and said:

"I have fifteen minutes to go down—tell me, what did Wang Tianfeng say in the intelligence department's conference room today?"

"Also, what did the comrades find out about the matter they were asked to investigate?"

Mingtai swallowed hard, his mind still a complete blank.

He once thought his brother was a traitor.

Then, his older brother became his superior!
He thought his brother was his rival;
Then, his brother gave him a task:
Get closer to Zhang Anping!
Therefore, he went to the Soviet area to "go into hiding"—now that he's back, he's waiting to be given an important position by Zhang Anping.

All of the above had shocked him greatly, but nothing had ever shocked him as much as what he was experiencing now!

Zhang Anping, the number one enemy of the Secret Service, is actually...

Comrade? (End of Chapter)