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Headquarters of the Bureau of Secrecy.

When Zhang Anping arrived at the office, Zheng Yi had already prepared everything as usual, and the documents to be reviewed were all placed on one side of the desk.

Handing the briefcase to Zheng Yi, Zhang Anping said while taking off his coat:

"There's a proposal in my briefcase. Take a look at it when you have time."

Zheng Yi asked, "Is it about the matter in Xiaguan?"

Previously, Zhang Anping had used the resources of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics to investigate the situation in Xiaguan. Yesterday, he even told Zheng Yi that if there was any urgent official business, he should come to Xiaguan to find him. Zheng Yi naturally had already guessed that Zhang Anping was going to take care of this matter.

His lips moved, but he didn't say anything to dissuade her.

He placed the briefcase in the safe and then rummaged through it to find the "recommendation" that Zhang Anping had mentioned. The recommendation was an original draft, covered with signs of revision. Zheng Yi read it carefully, and his expression gradually became one of surprise and delight.

What she was most worried about was Zhang Anping's rash intervention in Xiaguan. As one of the top figures in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, Zhang Anping's involvement in the disaster-stricken area of ​​Xiaguan would be a thankless task, and he would definitely be criticized for having ulterior motives. However, Zhang Anping was clearly much more sophisticated than she had imagined.

According to the proposal, Zhang Anping's involvement is barely noticeable. If we must say he was involved, it would only be in providing financial support—offering advice and financial assistance to the section chief, which, in a sense, is Zhang Anping's job.

Having served as Zhang Anping's secretary for so long, Zheng Yi naturally understood Zhang Anping's unspoken meaning after reading the proposal:

Contact familiar capitalists and brief them on potential investments in suitable factories under their names.

Normally, a capitalist would be wary and fearful of government capital injections, even worrying that someone might steal their benefits and take over their position.

They would rather give away shares for free than easily accept capital injection—and the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics' capital injection was still the same old trick of getting something for nothing.

But Zhang Anping was an exception. His ability to turn lead into gold was well-known, and he was hailed as a model of the Party and the State in terms of personal integrity.

Last time, those daring businessmen chose to cooperate with Zhang Anping and accepted the investment from the Bureau of Secrecy. They not only obtained a large amount of cheap equipment, but even their normal business activities were properly protected. Moreover, because their shareholders were from the Bureau of Secrecy, all sorts of shady characters would stay away. In the end, when others saw it, they thought, "Hey, these pioneers actually won big."

As a secretary, Zheng Yi naturally knew about these things. Faced with Zhang Anping's unspoken words, she didn't think the work assigned to her was difficult.

After speaking with Zhang Anping, Zheng Yi returned to her small office and took out the information on various capitalists that she had prepared beforehand—she had specially prepared a list of potential "cooperators" based on the reactions of this group of capitalists.

The behind-the-scenes preparations for becoming an excellent secretary!
Inside his office, Zhang Anping was multitasking, reviewing documents while waiting for the phone call he was hoping for. Several calls came in, but none were from Wang Tianfeng, which made Zhang Anping increasingly uneasy.

What exactly is Wang Tianfeng up to?
The phone rang again, and Zhang Anping deliberately waited a few seconds before answering it.

"Lord Qu, this is Beiping."

"what's up?"

"If it's convenient for you, I'd like to come up here to report to you."

"Come up."

Yu Beiping's phone call was exactly what Zhang Anping had expected.

Soon, Zheng Yi knocked on the office door and reported that Yu Beiping had arrived. After receiving Zhang Anping's approval, he gestured for Yu Beiping, who was waiting outside, to come in. The two, who had been scheming against each other in the original timeline, were now "separated by vast distances," but their relationship was actually quite good.

"District Chief."

“Sit down—” Zhang Anping glanced at Yu Beiping, indicating that he didn’t need to stand. After Yu Beiping sat down, he asked directly:
"What is it that you have to come up here to say?"

Yu Beiping immediately stood up, watched Zhang Anping frown and then sit down uneasily, before slowly reporting:
“This morning, Xi Yunwei’s wife came to see me. She said that Xi Yunwei had been arrested by our secret service and asked me to find a way to let her see Xi Yunwei and bring some clothes to the father and son.”

While speaking, Yu Beiping kept a close eye on Zhang Anping's expression. When he saw Zhang Anping's expression suddenly become sharp, he immediately realized that Zhang Anping was completely unaware of this matter.

Zhang Anping's expression turned cold: "Father and son?!"

"Yes, Xi Yunwei's father was also arrested."

Zhang Anping made a clear fist clenching motion, indicating that he was extremely shocked.

Yu Beiping continued his report:
"After all, we're colleagues, so I think I can help with this small favor. But after coming to work today, I asked a lot of people, and neither the intelligence department nor the action department had arrested Xi Yunwei. Even the technical department hadn't received any related reports—Court Commander, could it be that the Party's intelligence bureau is doing this under the guise of our security bureau?"

In fact, Yu Beiping's underlying meaning was whether it was done "over there".

"Over there" naturally refers to Mao Renfeng's faction.

At this moment, Zhang Anping had already put down his pen, his face grim.

He didn't answer Yu Beiping's question, but instead picked up the phone and called Shen Zui:

"Check if there are any secret operations within the bureau—who arrested Lieutenant Colonel Xi Yunwei of the Technical Division?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Anping's expression was ashen, clearly showing that he was barely suppressing his anger. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone again and called Ye Xiufeng directly.

"Director Ye, has the Party's Information Bureau arrested any cadres from my Bureau of Investigation and Statistics?"

Ye Xiufeng was completely bewildered by Zhang Anping's angry questioning:
"Deputy Director Zhang, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning!"

Seeing Zhang Anping's unfriendly tone, Ye Xiufeng cursed inwardly, but had to answer cautiously:
“Deputy Director Zhang, the relationship between our two families has just been eased. Our Party’s Bureau of Communications will not cause trouble for no reason.”

Zhang Anping's tone grew even colder: "So these are the ones you arrested?!"

“I’ll check right away. If it really was us, then it’s definitely a misunderstanding.”

"I'll wait for your call."

Zhang Anping slammed down the phone after speaking—clearly, he was furious.

Ye Xiufeng felt uneasy, worried that it was the work of some scoundrel in the Party's intelligence bureau, or even more worried that it was the Chen family's doing, with the aim of causing the Party's intelligence bureau to clash with the secret service bureau.

So he made one call after another. Because he was worried that the Chen family was behind it, Ye Xiufeng had given a strict order to investigate thoroughly. So as these calls were made, the entire Party Affairs Bureau was thrown into chaos.

Wang Tianfeng's secret stronghold.

At this moment, Wang Tianfeng looked at Zeng Jingci, who had been arrested, with a blank expression.

Zeng Jingci looked completely innocent, repeatedly insisting that he was wronged, but all he received in response was Wang Tianfeng's cold gaze.

At this moment, the adjutant entered and whispered in Wang Tianfeng's ear.

After listening, Wang Tianfeng closed his eyes unwillingly. About ten seconds later, he slowly opened them, stood up, and leaned closer to Zeng Jingci:
"Your superior has run away."

Zeng Jingci looked completely bewildered and reiterated his innocence, but Wang Tianfeng ignored him and stood up, saying:
"Send him to the interrogation room at headquarters."

For Wang Tianfeng, Zeng Jingci is now utterly worthless.

After returning to his office from the converted detention room, Wang Tianfeng let out a long sigh and sat down in his chair with a frustrated expression.

I've faced off against "him" many times, and every time I hope to make progress, he mysteriously realizes that there's a problem.

Every time! Every time!
This overwhelming sense of defeat made Wang Tianfeng feel suffocated.

Who exactly is the opponent? Who is he or she, and why can they predict things so accurately every time?

The adjutant, abandoning his previous cautious approach, barged in.

"Chief, something's happened."

The sense of defeat on Wang Tianfeng's face vanished when his adjutant entered. He looked at the adjutant with his emotionless eyes. "The Party Affairs Bureau is in an uproar; everyone's investigating Xi Yunwei's arrest."

Party Affairs Bureau?!
Wang Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this was definitely Zhang Anping's doing.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't informed Zhang Anping about this!
Wang Tianfeng picked up the phone and quickly dialed.

……

Office of the Deputy Director of the Bureau of Secrecy.

The phone rang shrilly, and Zhang Anping answered it with a grim expression:

"Who?"

"it's me."

Faced with Wang Tianfeng's voice, Zhang Anping's expression softened slightly, then he said in a low voice, tinged with inexplicable annoyance:

"You heard something?"

"Xi Yunwei, I arrested him."

Zhang Anping's voice rose seven octaves:
"It's you?!"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhang Anping said angrily, "Such a big thing, and you didn't even tell me?"

"And Lao Xi, why were you arrested too?!"

Xi Yunwei may not have a strong presence, but he is a lieutenant colonel in the technical department and a veteran of the special intelligence group. It is no exaggeration to say that his "disappearance" is a big deal.

From Zhang Anping's perspective, he owes Xi Yunwei's father, Lao Xi. Lao Xi managed the pig bristle business for Zhang Anping and never crossed the line despite the huge profits. Later, when the pig bristle business was taken over by the Nationalist government, Lao Xi was kicked out by the four major families.

Given Zhang Anping's personality, it's quite reasonable for him to react as if he were under stress at this moment.

Before Wang Tianfeng could offer any further explanation, Zhang Anping said coldly:

"I am coming over now!"

Zhang Anping slammed the phone down on his desk.

Hearing the loud noise coming from the microphone, Wang Tianfeng's lips twitched involuntarily.

In the office, Zhang Anping took a deep breath and waved to Yu Beiping:

"The matter has been investigated. You go in my place—never mind, don't go—Zheng Yi!"

Zhang Anping summoned Zheng Yi and said, "Go to the Party Affairs Bureau for me. Hmm, go to my house first. There's a tea caddy in my study. Take the tea leaves and give them to Ye Xiufeng."

The tea bucket was given to Zhang Anping by the section chief yesterday before he left. Today, the Party Affairs Bureau was used as a tool for nothing. This tea bucket from the chief attendant can only be given to Ye Xiufeng.

"By the way, arrange a car for me, I'll drive myself."

Seeing Zhang Anping's brow furrowed with anger yet unable to lash out, Zheng Yi immediately realized that the instigator of this whole affair was someone else:

Wang Tianfeng!
She wore her displeasure on her face—"District Chief, look at my expression!"

Zhang Anping's heart stirred; he realized that he had indeed done everything he could for Old Wang.

……

Zhang Anping drove alone to Wang Tianfeng's secret hideout. As soon as he entered, everyone could feel the anger emanating from him. Many of the cadres exchanged from the Party and Communications Bureau immediately thought of two words:
God of Plague!

These people, with their past memories resurrected, all had one thought:
Hide! Hide right now!
People in the Military Intelligence Bureau might not understand the meaning of the word "plague god," but for people in the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS), the meaning of these two words was terrifying.

Putting aside everything else, just take the discipline inspection team—the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau was responsible for inspecting the discipline of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong) all day long. If you were not careful, you would be sent to solitary confinement. Just thinking about it makes one break out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Anping's expression grew even colder as he faced these cadres who were avoiding him.

Wang Tianfeng rushed out at this moment—the word "rushed" was truly remarkable in Wang Tianfeng.

“Anping, you…”

Zhang Anping stared coldly at Wang Tianfeng. Faced with that piercing gaze, Wang Tianfeng swallowed back his words.

"Call me Deputy Director Zhang!"

Zhang Anping snorted, showing no respect for Wang Tianfeng for the first time, but clearly regretted it afterward, and softened his tone:
"Let's talk in the office."

Wang Tianfeng's lips twitched again.

During the time Zhang Anping had been there, he had "inquired" and naturally learned why Zhang Anping had lost his composure.

Needless to say, the situation inside the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was chaotic, having suffered an "unjust accusation." And without Zhang Anping's pressure, how could the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics have been in such a state of chaos?
It turns out he was the one who arrested the person; it would be strange if Zhang Anping didn't blow it up.

After the two arrived at the simple office, Zhang Anping took over Wang Tianfeng's office chair, leaning forward to look directly at him:
"altogether?"

"Ah."

It is clear that Zhang Anping still "trusts" Wang Tianfeng, knowing that Wang Tianfeng would not have arrested anyone if it weren't for the charge of being a communist sympathizer.

"Where's the evidence?"

Without saying a word, Wang Tianfeng went into the storage room and took out a strangely shaped radio. He didn't notice that Zhang Anping's gaze was fixed on him. When he picked up the radio, Zhang Anping clearly saw another strangely shaped radio in the storage room.

Looking at the "thing" Wang Tianfeng brought out, Zhang Anping's expression changed, and he asked:

"Radio station?"

"Yes, it was found in his secret workshop, along with a lot of other parts—I had someone secretly photograph the parts list from the technical department, and all of these parts have already been destroyed."

Zhang Anping's brows were furrowed, his expression so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Wang Tianfeng's words contain quite a few hidden details: "secretly taking photos," "destroyed parts," and so on.

In other words, this is Wang Tianfeng filing a complaint.

Zhang Anping hesitated for a moment:
“Xi Yunwei is a technical officer I personally recruited from the former Xi’an station. His tinkering with these things is indeed irregular, but…”

Wang Tianfeng immediately said, "His sellers are all underground party members—radio stations, and they're all practically giving them away for free."

Zhang Anping fell silent after being "criticized".

"Old Xi, what could it be?"

Zhang Anping looked at Wang Tianfeng:
"He can't possibly be a Communist, can he?"

"Father and son, both Communists?"

After speaking, Zhang Anping laughed first, but Wang Tianfeng saw an indescribable meaning in Zhang Anping's laughter. (End of this chapter)