Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

In the car, Zhang Anping closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but Wang Tianfeng, who was driving, saw through the rearview mirror that Zhang Anping's fingers were constantly tapping his thigh.

It was clear that Zhang Anping was thinking.

Wang Tianfeng guessed that he might be thinking about how to get Cai Xiaoqiang to reveal information more quickly when facing him—the fact that he took twice the amount of gold and US dollars that Cai Xiaoqiang had asked for from the section chief showed Zhang Anping's urgency.

He might be analyzing Zheng Yi's position;
It's also possible that these things happened during the early hours of the morning...

Just as Wang Tianfeng was about to pull himself out of his thoughts, Zhang Anping suddenly said:

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Gunner?"

"Ah."

“It’s definitely him—people like him are hard to find, and the Communist Party wouldn’t easily produce two.”

Wang Tianfeng affirmed, "His surprise attack this time, both in terms of tactics and shooting, perfectly matched the previous character profile of him."

“Especially in shooting—many people can’t change their habits. Some people are used to killing with three shots. Maybe he has such a habit, but in the stronghold on Ninghai Road, he just didn’t do that. And that’s why I’m so sure it was him.”

Zhang Anping murmured, "A true master can indeed instinctively restrain certain habits and make the most suitable choice at the right time."

The TT-33 has a seven-round magazine and can be loaded with one more round. However, in the operation at the Ninghai Road stronghold, if the enemy needs to be eliminated quickly, and if the three-shot method is used to kill seven people, the magazine will need to be changed twice.

If it's two shots, killing seven people only requires changing the magazine once, while still maintaining the deterrent effect of one bullet (8+7).

Most importantly, skilled players can make the most of firearms. With a high-powered pistol like the TT-33, a headshot at close range is enough to finish the job with a follow-up shot.

Wang Tianfeng noticed the intense fighting spirit in Zhang Anping's expression and immediately understood what Zhang Anping had been thinking about—he was thinking about fighting that expert!

Even Wang Tianfeng, known for his composure, panicked at this moment.

“Anping, you are the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. Your safety is related to the interests of tens of thousands of people in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, as well as the interests of the Party and the country—you cannot have such thoughts!”

After he was assassinated, Zhang Anping went to the scene and simulated the gunman firing his gun. According to Guo Qiyun, Zhang Anping persisted and made several attempts before he was able to achieve the effect of the assassin firing two shots and leaving one bullet hole.

Previously, such behavior could be called a spirit of not giving up, but if Zhang Anping insisted on doing so when facing that assassin, it would be risking his life. Wang Tianfeng dared not gamble that Zhang Anping's head was harder than a TT-33 bullet.

Zhang Anping chuckled: "No matter how much I want it, unfortunately I'll never have that opportunity."

Wang Tianfeng agreed, but still emphasized:

You'd better give up that idea!

Waving his hand, Zhang Anping clearly didn't want to dwell on the topic, so he smoothly changed the subject:

"If you had any doubts about Zheng Yi, you should have told me! The Party and the State have already produced one Xu Enzeng; if a second one emerges, what face will they have left?!"

This time, Zhang Anping's tone was noticeably more moderate.

"It was just a gut feeling; there wasn't a single clue."

“Intuition…” Zhang Anping murmured, but did not continue. However, he seemed to be deep in thought, clearly having taken it to heart.

After a long while, Zhang Anping suddenly spoke again:
"We need to investigate Zheng Yaoxian!"

Wang Tianfeng was taken aback: "Huh?"

"If the 'heart-digging strategy' was leaked long ago, why have our feedback been consistently that it was kept secret? Zheng Yaoxian has been in the Northwest for so long, does he really have no idea whether the 'heart-digging strategy' has been leaked?"

Wang Tianfeng nodded slowly, but his heart was filled with bitterness.

Is Zhang An's judgment and suspicion reasonable?
Have!
His analysis makes sense.

However, Wang Tianfeng's list of suspects already included a bunch of high-priority investigation targets, and in Wang Tianfeng's view, each of these high-priority investigation targets had extremely suspicious points, especially Mao Renfeng and Shen Zui.

Now, with Zheng Yaoxian added to the list, well, almost every senior cadre in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is now a potential communist collaborator in his eyes.

But what kind of organization is the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics?!

In such an organization, where almost every senior official is suspected of being a communist sympathizer, how could Wang Tianfeng not feel bitter?
If they are all communist sympathizers, then the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics...

Wang Tianfeng shook his head slightly, not wanting to think about it anymore—the most important thing right now was to get Cai Xiaoqiang to talk and find out who that big fish really was!

Excellent agents have a habit: the closer they get to victory, the more tense they become.

Without a doubt, Wang Tianfeng was an excellent agent, so as he was about to achieve the goal he had been most eager to achieve during this period, he became even more tense.

Then he noticed something was wrong.

A car seemed to be following him.
After taking it to heart, Wang Tianfeng began to observe the situation repeatedly, and as he observed, his expression gradually became serious.

The other person was indeed following him!
This person's tracking methods were very sophisticated, and they were very familiar with Nanjing. Unlike low-level tracking where they always followed behind, this person would disappear from time to time, only to reappear at the next intersection.

If Wang Tianfeng hadn't been on edge, if he hadn't been so alert, he wouldn't have even realized he was being followed.

Zhang Anping noticed Wang Tianfeng's expression and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm being followed."

"track?!"

Zhang Anping was taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening and murmured:

Is this the goal?

Wang Tianfeng nodded slowly, using a tone of praise:

"Very clever."

He said this because Wang Tianfeng realized the other party's purpose:

After failing to locate Cai Xiaoqiang at their Ninghai Road stronghold, the other party did not give up the pursuit but instead adopted a stakeout strategy.

Who are they staking out?
Of course, we're lying in wait for Wang Tianfeng!

Wang Tianfeng will definitely want to see Cai Xiaoqiang. By following Wang Tianfeng, we can find Cai Xiaoqiang. Normally, following a master like Wang Tianfeng is very difficult.

However, if the other party is also a skilled tracker, this might be a potential breakthrough.

"Let's stir up trouble!" Zhang Anping said calmly. "Give me the gun!"

This is Zhang Anping's solution:
Firing a shot and naming the target will make them realize that their stalking has been exposed, and it will also attract the police. In this situation, unless the target is completely out of their mind, they will stop following them.

Simple, straightforward, and direct!

If Wang Tianfeng hadn't been prepared, he naturally wouldn't have refused, but he was prepared!

"No need, let him come along." A mocking smile appeared on Wang Tianfeng's usually impassive face.
"To come up with such a method in such a short time is very clever..."

Zhang Anping frowned, but after seeing the expression on Wang Tianfeng's lips, he relaxed and said:
"Not bad!"

Subsequently, Wang Tianfeng seemed oblivious to the fact that he was being followed, and continued driving at his previous speed until he arrived at the Fuchang Hotel.

Before getting off the bus, Zhang Anping glanced at the restaurant and said to Wang Tianfeng, "It's a good place."

A great spot for an ambush!
Wang Tianfeng simply nodded slightly, then took over the "burden" carried by Zhang Anping and quickly led Zhang Anping into the Fuchang Hotel.

Go upstairs, enter the room, change clothes, and quickly walk through the stairs to the back door to leave.

Wang Tianfeng, now dressed in a suit, had completely changed his previous gloomy style and spoke with a touch of white-collar sophistication. He introduced Zhang Anping, saying, "There's a small hotel not far ahead that I've taken over. It's full of our people."

Zhang Anping, also dressed in a suit and tie, nodded in agreement with Wang Tianfeng's words, but still corrected him, saying:
"They're from the police station."

Wang Tianfeng found it amusing, thinking that Zhang Anping seemed to be jealous—from Zhang Anping's perspective, it was perfectly normal for Wang Tianfeng's actions, involving police officers, to make him "jealous."

Wang Tianfeng said in a low voice, "After the cleanup, this kind of thing won't happen again."

"Yes, we definitely need a thorough cleaning..."

Wang Tianfeng, walking alongside Zhang Anping, was unaware that Zhang Anping was secretly making a certain hand gesture.

Someone high up, seeing this through binoculars, couldn't help but mutter:
"You've got it? Is that a questioning of my professionalism?"

Are you kidding me? How could someone as professional as me make such a mistake!
Although he muttered to himself arrogantly, the binoculars were firmly locked on Zhang Anping and Wang Tianfeng. The two, now dressed in suits, walked side by side into a small hotel. Before Zhang Anping entered, his hand inadvertently made a gesture.

But this action, in the eyes of the villagers, automatically translated into one sentence:

This is it, get ready to move!
"Roger that!"

Zheng Yingqi put down his binoculars and turned his gaze to the Fuchang Hotel next door.

Following the orders of his fellow villagers, the plan was to first attack the restaurant, feint a shot, and then launch a surprise attack on the real stronghold.

"I don't know why I would bother with all this unnecessary trouble, but... I don't mind going through the motions!"

Zheng Yingqi gave a wicked smile, changed his clothes, and quickly went downstairs. He dialed a number from a public phone booth, and after confirming the caller's identity using a code, he quickly stated the location:

"Five minutes later, Fuchang Hotel. You only have thirteen minutes." In Zheng Yingqi's opinion, this call was completely unnecessary. Even though this place was a den of dragons and tigers, he was still 120% confident that he could go in and out on his own. There was no need for anyone to meet him. Moreover, according to his fellow villager, the person who was supposed to meet him only needed to meet him briefly and didn't need to take him away at all—so in his view, this was another pointless act.

But who can blame me when the plan was made by my fellow villager? And who can blame me when I'm just a tool in this game?
On the other end of the phone, Mingtai hung up and cursed inwardly.

Thirteen minutes? Barely!
His mission was to provide covert support, leading a team to make the rescue. His primary concern was his own safety; he didn't need to worry about the life or death of the person he was rescuing—he only needed to achieve the visible effect of the rescue.

Although I knew time was tight, I didn't expect it to be this tight.

Fortunately, as Zhang Anping had requested, he had prepared a support team in each of the four directions. One of the support teams could depart from the nearest location, so they should be able to get there in time.

He picked up the phone and gave the order to the No. 3 support team to launch an attack. He then quickly ordered the other three teams to move towards the vicinity of the Fuchang Hotel to support the No. 3 support team.

Despite issuing these orders, Mingtai was still completely bewildered—he had no idea what kind of scheme this was.

In a small hotel.

When the "staff" inside saw that the person Wang Tianfeng brought was actually Commander Zhang, they all involuntarily forgot their mission of infiltration and stood tall with their chests out, welcoming Zhang Anping's arrival in the most standard posture.

If it weren't for their meager rationality preventing them from shouting "Hello, Commander Zhang!", they might have shouted it out loud.

They were indeed unlucky souls abandoned by the Military Intelligence Bureau, but they never hated Zhang Anping, who had abandoned them. As the person in charge of the reorganization of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zhang Anping did his best to achieve perfection. Compared to the reorganization of other agencies, those who were reorganized from the Military Intelligence Bureau would curse corrupt officials and the ruthlessness of the Party and the State, but they would never criticize Zhang Anping.

Therefore, when facing Zhang Anping, they were willing to express their respect in the most direct way.

Faced with this tribute, Zhang Anping simply nodded slightly, then went upstairs with a sense of urgency. But when he reached the second floor and was about to be led by Wang Tianfeng, Zhang Anping waved his hand to stop Wang Tianfeng from leading the way, and instead took a deep breath and closed his eyes to think.

Wang Tianfeng did not disturb Zhang Anping's "delay." In his mind, this was not a delay, but rather Zhang Anping's caution.

About two minutes later, Zhang Anping opened his eyes:

"go!"

Wang Tianfeng led the way, taking Zhang Anping to the second-to-last room at the end of the corridor. At this moment, a waiter stepped forward, looked at Zhang Anping with respectful eyes, and then opened the door at Wang Tianfeng's signal.

Inside, Cai Xiaoqiang's eyes snapped open at the sound of the door opening. When he saw Wang Tianfeng entering with someone, he was first taken aback, then tentatively spoke:
"Commander Zhang?"

“It’s me.” Zhang Anping nodded slightly, entered the room, sat on the bed, and looked at the traitor who made him grit his teeth. The black and white photo was somewhat distorted, and the real person was more refined than in the photo. He did not fit the portrayal of traitors in movies and TV dramas, and he did not have that hateful feeling.

At this moment, Cai Xiaoqiang looked at Zhang Anping with a mixture of surprise, doubt, astonishment, and disbelief, as if trying to confirm whether the person in front of him was a fake. Seeing this, Zhang Anping nodded to Wang Tianfeng without saying a word. Wang Tianfeng then put the suitcase he was carrying on the bed and opened it in front of Cai Xiaoqiang.

A golden light instantly filled Cai Xiaoqiang's eyes.

"Here's $20,000 plus 40 gold bars!"

Zhang Anping said slowly and deliberately, "Mr. Cai, I think you should understand what I mean."

Compared to Cai Xiaoqiang's quote, the price here is double.

The photos were distorted at the time, and Zhang Anping's photos had only appeared a few times in the newspapers, and some of those were fakes. So Cai Xiaoqiang had doubts about Zhang Anping's identity before. But when Zhang Anping showed his authority in ordering Wang Tianfeng and the gold and US dollars in the box were clearly visible, Cai Xiaoqiang no longer had any doubts.
He inevitably swallowed, and his hand involuntarily reached for the gold. Wang Tianfeng tried to stop him—this is a common tactic used when enticing someone with money, often described as something you can see but can't touch.

But Zhang Anping blocked his hand and then pressed Cai Xiaoqiang's hand directly onto the gold:

"Twice what you demanded!"

"Just tell me what you know, and it's all yours!"

It took Cai Xiaoqiang a lot of effort to finally pull his reluctant hand away from the gold.

Money is really great!

But what if I don't live to enjoy it?

"Prepare the boat tickets and send me and my family onto the ship." His voice was hoarse. "Once on board, I will tell you everything I know."

"I need intelligence right now," Zhang Anping said slowly.
“I’ve already arranged the tickets and formalities, but it will take time—I can get you on board by tomorrow at the latest, but right now, I need intelligence.”

"Here you go, all of this is yours."

"Give it to me after boarding..."

Zhang Anping stared at Cai Xiaoqiang and said lightly:
You will only receive what you are entitled to.

"Mr. Cai, you have to give up something to gain something!"

Cai Xiaoqiang's expression changed repeatedly. The pain of losing half of what he had earned was excruciating and agonizing.

But as the saying goes, you need to be alive to spend money!
“I’m afraid you’ll go back on your word.” Cai Xiaoqiang nervously explained, “Commander Zhang, I believe in your integrity, but I don’t trust them. No one can remain unmoved by so much money. Right now, you are the knife and I am the fish. If I speak out, you will attack me, and I will have no chance to fight back.”

"I promise you..."

Before the word "safety" could be uttered, a slightly muffled gunshot rang out. Wang Tianfeng's expression changed, and he suddenly looked outside—but the windows here not only had iron bars, but were also sealed off by his orders, so naturally he couldn't see anything.

“It’s the Fuchang Hotel.” Zhang Anping’s expression remained unchanged. “It seems someone has come looking for us, but they probably can’t find us here.”
Mr. Cai, this must be the underground Communist Party's assassination squad, right?

He looked at Cai Xiaoqiang with amusement:
"Mr. Cai, if you don't tell us now, what if that person runs away and we lose this money..."

"You probably can't take it with you."

Then his expression changed, and he said in a slightly cold tone:
"Perhaps Mr. Cai knows his intelligence is useless and just wants to make a quick buck off us?"

Cai Xiaoqiang was already quite tense because of the gunshots, but when he saw Zhang Anping questioning him, he immediately said, "They don't know how much I actually know—even if they knew I was involved, they wouldn't easily evacuate that person. Such a deep undercover agent isn't so easy to develop. They won't evacuate unless absolutely necessary."

Cai Xiaoqiang still had some confidence.

“Mr. Cai, you should be able to see my sincerity! But as far as I know, you belong to the Nanjing underground party—the intelligence you mentioned is beyond your authority. How can I believe you're not just playing with us?”

Zhang Anping pushed the suitcase—but couldn't move it—so he quietly took out a large yellow croaker and placed it in front of Cai Xiaoqiang.

“My sincerity and integrity are evident here, and I believe Mr. Cai should understand them.”

"Establishing trust by setting a precedent—Mr. Cai should know what that means. If I break my promise for personal gain, it won't be good for our future defection efforts."

"Mr. Cai should understand my concerns, right?"

"Speak! After you've spoken, all of this is yours!"

Zhang Anping was like a devil, constantly tempting Cai Xiaoqiang. Normally, Cai Xiaoqiang should have been tempted or even agreed by now.

But this is just normal.

The current situation is that the gunfire outside is extremely intense. Although it is not a gunfight taking place right in front of him, the constant gunfire is still pounding on Cai Xiaoqiang's nerves.

I believe in Zhang Shih-hao's integrity, but if I tell them, how can they possibly risk their lives to protect me if the anti-traitor squad comes to kill me?

If something unexpected or man-made happens and I lose everything, the money will still belong to the Bureau of Secrecy!
Cai Xiaoqiang took a deep breath:

"I said—but not now!"

"The anti-traitor squad has arrived; I must ensure my safety!"

Zhang Anping immediately said:

"I'm staying here right now. I'll stay with you. If the sky falls, I'll hold it up!"

After saying that, Zhang Anping immediately added:
"The gunfight is taking place at the Fuchang Hotel, which was originally a trap we set for the underground party—this place will not be affected."

Although Wang Tianfeng's expression did not change, his fists clenched tightly. He hated it so much, he hated it so much, it was so close!
Perhaps because Zhang Anping's tone was too urgent, Cai Xiaoqiang insisted:

"Commander Zhang, I have money to spend but no life to enjoy it, please understand."

Zhang Anping then realized his impatience. After glancing at Cai Xiaoqiang, he said to Wang Tianfeng:

"Call headquarters and have Shen Zui bring his men over—also notify Cai Jierong to bring the special operations team! Immediately, right now!"

Wang Tianfeng immediately went out, and as he walked quickly down the corridor, he slammed his fist against the wall in rare anger.

It was so close! If it weren't for that gunshot just now, Cai Xiaoqiang would have already spoken!
hateful!

Upon arriving at the front desk on the first floor, Wang Tianfeng picked up the phone and dialed several times. After finishing the calls, he sat down in a chair, panting heavily, his eyes filled with intense anger.

Just a little bit closer!
I don't know how many minutes passed, but the gunfire suddenly stopped after it inexplicably grew louder.

It's stopped?
Wang Tianfeng closed his eyes, wondering how many people he had captured alive, and whether "he" was among them.

Jingle Bell

The phone rang, and Wang Tianfeng picked it up.

Sure enough, it was a call from someone working at the Fuchang Hotel.

"Chief, the man escaped, and nine of our brothers died."

Wang Tianfeng's hand unconsciously tightened around the phone. Nine!
First there were seven, and now there are nine!
He didn't ask for details, but simply hung up the phone reluctantly.

It must be him!
It is him again!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Tianfeng suppressed his anger, but his expression suddenly changed drastically when he looked towards the door.

Oh no! (End of Chapter)