Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

The Bureau of Secrecy, its headquarters.

The director's sudden arrival threw the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics into chaos.

The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics would certainly not be thrown into chaos by the arrival of the section chief, but what if the section chief was standing next to a student who, not long ago, shouted "I'm here to surrender!" in the headquarters but no one paid any attention?

When Mao Renfeng saw this scene through the window, he burst into laughter.

Hehe, it really is... a stroke of luck!

He had actually considered having someone hint to the student to go see the director—but ultimately gave up. The main reason was that he had already schemed against Zhang Anping once, but this bastard managed to escape using the unexpected factor of integrity.

Although Zhang Anping was a hypocrite, he was also fiercely independent. He was worried that Zhang Anping would retaliate, so he didn't want to provoke Zhang Anping anymore.

Moreover, he had already achieved his goal; the attendant would certainly not dismiss him in the short to long term, and what he needed now was stability.

This student, without any instruction, found the section chief, and the section chief then took him to the Bureau of Secrecy. This was simply wonderful!

He excitedly went downstairs to greet the section chief, but halfway down, he suddenly remembered something:

Damn it, I definitely didn't do this, and I'm sure it wasn't Zhang Anping who did it—but what does Zhang Anping think?
Will he think I did it?!
Thinking about this, Mao Renfeng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. "Damn it, I didn't do this, but if I'm blamed for this..."

Thinking of this, Mao Renfeng almost jumped up. I don't want to take the blame for this!
When he went downstairs to greet the section chief, he was stunned by the section chief's meaningful gaze.

Oh no, the section chief thinks I did it!
Huh? Even the section chief thinks I did it?

As if things weren't going to go wrong, while accompanying the section chief upstairs, even Zheng Yaoxian secretly gave Mao Renfeng a thumbs-up and whispered:
"Director, brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Judging from Zheng Yaoxian's expression, it was as if he was saying it was dozens of stories high.

Mao Renfeng was numb and then dazed, numb and then dazed again—he just wanted to shout:

This really wasn't me!
Following the section chief into the conference room, after the section chief sat down, his gaze didn't search the crowd; instead, he said sharply:
"The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is quite impressive, with its own deputy director's residence—well, this deputy director's house is far from being a residence."

"In short, the home of our own deputy director was vandalized, and the culprit turned himself in and was willing to cooperate in finding the real culprit—at this critical moment, the entire Security Bureau remained completely indifferent!"

"My eyes have been opened! My eyes have been opened! I, 'Chu Mouren,' have truly had my eyes opened!"

These words made many people break out in a sweat, but some people stubbornly refused to listen, clearly disagreeing with the director's words.

There are still loyal people in our Bureau of Investigation and Statistics!

This was naturally the effect the section chief wanted. His gaze swept over the faces of the dissenting Secret Service officers, and upon seeing Mingtai, he immediately appointed him as his leader:
"I see you look defiant—what, am I wrong?"

Mingtai retorted, "It's the teacher who forbids us from getting involved! It's not that we don't want to!"

He began firing like a machine gun:
"The teacher didn't want this matter to continue to escalate and damage the reputation of the Party and the country. He would rather bear the shame himself than let the reputation of the Party and the country be affected further!"

It's obvious that Mingtai is playing the role of a hothead. His words, seemingly about Zhang Anping's motives, are actually a sarcastic remark to the director, showing his "fearlessness of power"—you're the one who took down the teacher!

How could the section chief not understand?

But it was precisely because he understood that he found this young man interesting, unlike the group of old fogies next to him, whose eyes seemed cloudy, but in reality every glimmer of intelligence was hidden by the cloudiness, and whose hair was sparse—but every single hair was empty!
Eyes everywhere!
He feigned surprise and said:

"Your Bureau of Investigation and Statistics refuses to accept his surrender, all for the sake of the Party and the State's reputation?"

But then he suddenly slammed his hand on the table:
"What is the reputation of the Party-state?"

"Is the reputation of the Party and the State such that a warrior who was incredibly brave on the battlefield is subjected to ridicule?"

"Is the reputation of the Party and the State such that we turn a deaf ear to the mudslinging of a high-ranking official?"

"Is the reputation of the Party and the country such that a loyal minister and role model has to endure humiliation and bear the burden of disgrace?"

"If that's the case, then such a reputation for the Party and the state... is better off gone!"

The section chief would never normally say such things, because his position does not allow him to speak so freely. Moreover, if he says such things without taking corresponding actions, he will only be ridiculed and his reputation will be severely damaged.

But this time he spoke!

First, he wanted to support Zhang Anping—in his view, the only thing that could move Zhang Anping was sincerity!

Secondly, he finally obtained the authorization he had been longing for, which allowed him to investigate thoroughly, no matter who was involved!
This is the source of his confidence in speaking like this.

As expected, after these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room immediately became subtle, with many people feeling a mixture of shock and horror.

"Your Deputy Director Zhang can endure humiliation for the sake of the greater good, but the Party and the country will never allow such a loyal minister to shed blood and tears!"

The section chief stood up and said righteously and sternly:

“So, here I come!”

"The mastermind behind this incident has ulterior motives. The chief aide has personally ordered—no matter who is involved, no matter who they are, anyone involved must be... apprehended!"

"Gentlemen, the Party and the State... will never let loyal people lose heart!"

"no way!"

Resounding, passionate, and righteous!
And you know what? Zhang's close associates really fall for it—many of them followed Zhang Anping without hesitation because they believed that by following Zhang Anping, they could get things done and do something for the country.

The section chief's words undoubtedly struck their softest yet most passionate spot.

The eyes of many even became burning with passion because of this.

But the veterans of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, including powerful figures like Mao Renfeng, looked completely bewildered.

The astonishment was hard to conceal.

Taking the wrong medicine?

Did they take the wrong medicine?

They're really going to investigate this thoroughly?
Is it all talk and no action?
But looking at it this way, it doesn't seem like it!
It seems this investigation is really going to happen—it's going to be quite a spectacle; Nanjing is likely to be bustling with activity from now on.

No one doubted the director's words. In this setting, in front of so many people, how could he possibly be putting on airs?
Many agents who had become disheartened by Zhang Anping's experience were now ignited with a burning flame of hope—and the one who lit this flame was none other than the highly anticipated director.

Zheng Yaoxian was even more astonished.

Zhang Anping was well aware of his purpose. To put it bluntly, he wanted to set himself up as a "benchmark," but not as a benchmark of loyalty to the Party and the State, but as a benchmark of the Party and the State's disregard for and mistreatment of loyal ministers.

As a morally upright person who has proven himself through facts, the more injustices Zhang Anping suffers, the greater the impact on those die-hard loyalists in the Nationalist government who have remained ardent for three years!
Are you as capable as Zhang Anping? Are you as honest as Zhang Anping? Are you as favored as Zhang Anping? Are you as loyal and reliable as Zhang Anping?

None? Absolutely nothing?!
If you don't have any of that, what more could you possibly want?
But now the section chief is clearly going to stand up for Zhang Anping, and if he succeeds in doing so, wouldn't that mean:

Friends, please serve the Party and the State to the fullest extent! The Party and the State will not treat you unfairly!
Backfire!

Zheng Yaoxian sighed inwardly. Zhang Anping's original intention was undoubtedly very good. As the saying goes, "to attack a city, one must attack its heart." Unfortunately, the development of the situation was beyond his expectations.

Fortunately, Zhang Anping maintained an invincible reputation for integrity, which can be considered a small gain.

"What are you all standing there for?" The section chief, satisfied with the current outcome, feigned anger and said:

"Do we really have to wait until the mastermind behind it all wipes away every trace?"

Upon hearing the director's words, everyone in the conference room immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Mao Renfeng thought for a moment and decided that she should go and take charge, so she respectfully took her leave. However, before she could finish speaking, the director said:

"Director Mao, wait a minute—take me to see Deputy Director Zhang. Does he really think he can stay out of something this big?"

Mao Renfeng thought to himself, "Let me give you a shout-out to your father—how would I know where that Zhang Anping guy is?"

He knew that the section chief didn't trust him and suspected that his presence would have the opposite effect.

This distrust deeply wounded Mao Renfeng's fragile heart.

His painstaking scheming only secured his position temporarily, while Zhang Anping had already obtained a guarantee of future power!
This is a securities report, not an admission ticket!

This contrast truly made him...heartbroken.

Consumed by jealousy, Mao Renfeng became angry and said respectfully:

"Yes."

I'd better serve this man well and see if I can retain my ticket to the future arena of power...

……

Chen Mansion.

The father and son sat in the yard, watching the two little ones play excitedly in the large yard.

Children are always carefree. Faced with this luxurious new home and this vast playground, they don't care at all what happened in their old home. But adults can't be so carefree. "We've still gotten involved!"

Zhang Guanfu sighed deeply.

He once said it was better to be prepared, but he never expected the mastermind behind the scenes to be so ruthless as to dare to target his family directly.

Although Zhang Anping had fought with the Kong family and had a falling out with Commander Liu in the past, those conflicts were basically not related to power struggles. In fact, his conflict with Commander Liu was entirely a matter of official business, and Commander Liu's counterattack was only on behalf of himself.

But this time it was different. It was the will of a huge interest group, and their real opponent was actually the section chief, Zhang Anping, who was just an insignificant little fish caught in the middle. In front of two huge giants, no matter how much trouble this little fish could cause, it was still just a little fish.

He had a million things he wanted to tell his son: to protect himself, to sit on the sidelines and observe...

But looking at his son, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He knew his son had backed down, but his son's loyalty meant he was bound to get involved—his son certainly wouldn't get involved without hesitation just because of the director, but what if it was the chief of staff's orders?
As if sensing his father's thoughts, Zhang Anping said softly:

"Dad, don't worry, I won't get involved in these things. I'll pretend nothing happened this time."

Zhang Guanfu, however, unusually patted his son on the shoulder and said quietly:
"When you're in the game of chess, how can you remain unaffected?"

"Do what you believe is right."

"Winning or losing is ultimately determined by the general trend. As long as one has a clear conscience, that's enough."

Zhang Anping remained silent, but in his heart he admired the old man's insightful perspective—he wasn't stupid, how could he not see his father's worries?

Because he was used as a role model by the section chief, he became the target of the behemoth group's concentrated attacks, which led to his being caught in the crossfire this time. The behemoth group's actions this time clearly crossed the red line of the chief attendant—the chief attendant will definitely be sharpening his knives in response to the section chief's authorization.

Is it a good thing?

But don't forget what kind of person the chief attendant is!

In the Zhejiang-Jiangxi Campaign, the target was the Chief of Staff. Everything was ready, and a major battle was about to break out. Just hours before the battle, the one who ordered the abandonment of the battle and retreat into the mountains... was also the Chief of Staff!

Looking back at the entire War of Resistance, he was the one who was unwavering in his determination to fight. At the critical moment of retreat after the Battle of Shanghai, he was also the one who hesitated. He was also the one who entered a difficult strategic stalemate. Because of a spring offensive that failed to achieve its objectives, he began a passive war of resistance for many years!
However, this passive attitude ultimately led to the disgrace of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi!

It is said that a man's heart is as hard as iron until death, but the chief attendant is a fickle man. How could such a person firmly support the chief when the chief is truly locked in a power struggle with a huge interest group?

If a ceasefire is to be reached, the chief attendant will inevitably sacrifice a few pieces as a means to quell the anger of both sides.

The father's concerns were obvious:

Zhang Anping is very likely to be a pawn to be sacrificed!

Why should a department head necessarily see himself as a role model?
If he is a pawn in this game, truly unable to control his own destiny, then his fate is almost predetermined, even if he is the pillar of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, and even if his contributions to the Party and the country are immeasurable.

But I'm sorry, Zhang Anping is not a pawn in this game, but... the one who will overturn this game!

However, he could not say these words to his father.

Just as I was pondering how to comfort my father, my mother's voice rang out:

"Anping, the phone is calling for you!"

"Dad, I'm going to answer this phone."

Hurriedly went to the living room and answered the phone:
"I am Zhang Anping."

"it's me."

Wang Tianfeng's slightly low voice came through.

Zhang Anping raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed emotion befitting the current situation:

"explain."

"Mao Zhongxing is dead, but Guo Qiyun has also disappeared. The assassin I sent died in Guo Qiyun's car."

Zhang Anping remained silent for a full seven or eight seconds before speaking:
Why did this happen?

There were no questions, it was like a casual conversation, but the chill was palpable.

Wang Tianfeng remained silent for a few seconds:
"I'm checking."

"Old Wang, you've disappointed me greatly." Zhang Anping's voice was cold. "I need a perfect explanation in 48 hours, do you understand?"

"I see."

Snapped

Zhang Anping hung up the phone, but a faint smile appeared on his lips. Wang Tianfeng was probably going to suffer for the next while.

This was enough to make Wang Tianfeng suspicious for a long time.

The time for Wang Tianfeng to make great use of it is fast approaching.

He gazed unfocusedly towards the distant northeast, a hint of unspoken longing flashing in his eyes:

We're almost there!

Suddenly his ears twitched, and a deeper smile appeared on his face:
Section Chief, are you here?

Sure enough, when he went outside, he saw the section chief bowing to his father. His father, looking apprehensive, avoided the bow, not daring to accept the apology, and then said, moved and apprehensively:
"Director, you flatter me! My son's success today is entirely due to the trust and promotion of the Chief Attendant. I dare not accept such praise!"

He had barely finished speaking when his dog came running over, but unlike his father, the dog wasn't apprehensive; its greeting remained a mix of aloofness and respect.
"Director."

The section chief thought to himself, "If only you could be like your father," but outwardly he said apologetically:

"Deputy Director Zhang, you've been wronged."

"The students are just unaware of the truth, there's no need to make a big deal out of it. They're already scared—just scare them for a while, then have their families apologize and make compensation on their behalf."

Seeing Zhang Anping's feigned ignorance, the section chief said meaningfully:
"Deputy Director Zhang is mindful of the overall situation and disregards personal honor or disgrace; he is truly a model for the Party and the country."

"However, the Party and the State cannot let down an exemplary figure like Deputy Director Zhang; otherwise, the people's hearts will be scattered!"

Zhang Anping looked confused, clearly still pretending to be oblivious. Seeing this, the section chief cursed inwardly and simply took out the chief of staff's warrant and handed it to Zhang Anping.

Upon receiving it and glancing at it, Zhang Anping immediately stood at attention:

"Zhang Anping from the Department is hereby ordered to accept the director's assignment!"

This time, he didn't pretend to be confused.

The section chief looked satisfied, but inwardly he sighed slightly. His respect for scholars was ultimately no match for the chief attendant's written order in front of Zhang Anping.

"Deputy Director Zhang, the Bureau of Secrecy has already begun a full-scale investigation. I don't trust anyone else with this matter. I wonder if Deputy Director Zhang can oversee the Bureau of Secrecy and find out who is behind this?"

"Yes!" Zhang Anping said decisively, "With witnesses, we will definitely find the person behind this within a day!"

Clearly, with the warrant in hand, Zhang Anping told the truth and did not hide anything he knew.

While the section chief was secretly delighted by the power of the chief of staff's order, he was also moved by Zhang Anping's decisiveness and confidence.

After the Bureau of Secrecy issued the order, no one dared to make such a definite guarantee, but Zhang Anping, upon receiving the order, gave the time without hesitation—this confidence made the section chief extremely satisfied with Zhang Anping.

Mao Renfeng, standing to the side, was incredibly envious, but undeniably, he wouldn't dare speak like Zhang Anping—he simply didn't have the confidence.

Just as the group was about to head to the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, a car sped up. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, an agent pushed open the door and staggered out of the car.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Mao Renfeng frowned. This was his trusted confidant, and it was quite unseemly for him to rush over in such a panic.
"Chief, Chief, something's happened!"

The other party seemed oblivious to the situation, shouting as soon as they saw Mao Renfeng. Mao Renfeng cursed under her breath while sternly rebuking them:
"What happened?"

He naturally felt ashamed in front of the section chief.

The subordinate then realized his lapse in decorum and tried to whisper something in Mao Renfeng's ear. Mao Renfeng's face darkened even more when he saw this. "You want to whisper to me at a time like this? Are you out of your mind?"

"What kind of behavior is this? Speak up!"

"Yes—Director Mao Zhongxing is dead! He was assassinated!"

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.

The section chief was slightly puzzled but didn't take it to heart. Zhang Anping remained calm, but Mao Renfeng fixed her bloodshot eyes directly on Zhang Anping. (End of Chapter)