My spy diary

Chapter 134 Rumors (please vote)

Silent all night.

Zhang Yi rarely went home and had a good sleep. After washing, he went out and sat at a noodle stall in the alley.

A large pot of hot water is boiling, emitting thick white steam. It looks simple, but it is also full of plain taste.

Several diners nearby were eating enthusiastically.

"Come and meet us."

The female boss stood up and grabbed two handfuls of noodles and put them into the pot. Then she took a bowl, scooped out a spoonful of lard, a spoonful of pickles, and chili oil, poured a spoonful of hot soup, and finally took out the smooth and refreshing noodles from the pot. Come on, put it in a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and a bowl of noodles will be ready.

Zhang Yi picked up the noodles and inadvertently observed his surroundings while getting the vinegar. He was slightly surprised, why did the person who was monitoring him suddenly disappear today?
Did Boss Dai realize his loyalty and withdraw the people under surveillance?

Zhang Yi smiled and didn't care, it didn't matter.

After eating the noodles, he drove to the spy stock market.

Seeing Monkey and Qian Xiaosan whispering there, he asked:
"what's up?"

Qian Xiaosan gloated: "Commander, have you heard? The traitor to the Red Party caught by the intelligence department is dead."

"Really?" Zhang Yi said casually:

"Didn't you say that you were injured by a traitor in the intelligence department? Didn't you rescue him?"

"Hey, Chief, that's old news, it's false news they deliberately released.
Last night, people from the Red Party attacked the safe house of the Intelligence Department and took away the traitors and the people from the Intelligence Department. "

"Really or not?" Zhang Yi appropriately expressed surprise, then pretended to be confused:

"How did the Red Party know the address where the traitors were being held?"

"There is an undercover agent." Qian Xiaosan was slightly disdainful, "Everyone is saying that Deputy Section Chief Bao Hongfei is handling this matter, and the people he uses are all his confidants. If something goes wrong now, it must have something to do with the Intelligence Department. relationship.”

As he spoke, he pretended to be mysterious and said:

"Chief, is this a coincidence? Is it possible that Deputy Chief Bao is the legendary mermaid?"

"Be careful what you say." Zhang Yi lowered his face and said, "Although Deputy Section Chief Bao is not in the same department as us, he is still an officer. Talking about an officer behind his back is a taboo."

Qian Xiaosan's expression paused, and then he said: "Chief, this is not just speculation by my subordinates. It's a rumor. There is no smoke without fire. This news spread this morning."

He said with a deep look: "Rumors are far ahead of predictions. Many people believe rumors because there is truth behind them."

Zhang Yi looked at him in surprise.

Qian Xiaosan said frankly: "Chief, no matter whether this rumor is true or not, it's just that everyone hopes that it will be true, and what everyone hopes for cannot be false...

Although your superiors avoid talking about it, we all know that there is a Red Party undercover mermaid hidden in the upper levels of our Secret Service. This is like a stone weighing on everyone's heart. How embarrassing. With such a person here, what kind of news is red? If the party knows about it in advance, how can anyone do anything?"

The monkey also sighed and said: "Yes, Chief, anyone who doesn't believe rumors these days is a fool. Many true stories start from rumors."

'Do I look like a fool to you? '

Zhang Yi snorted coldly in his heart. He didn't know who started the rumor. It happened to be when Bao Hongfei had an accident. He was too brave, right?
opponent? Political enemy?
He caught a glimpse of Monkey and Qian Xiaosan peeking at him, and secretly cursed "fuck".

During this period, it seemed that he and Bao Hongfei were having conflicts. Do you think it was you who spread the rumors?

Although he was happy to see Bao Hongfei unlucky, what good would it do to him to bring him down?

Zhang Yi disagrees. Superstition has existed since ancient times, and the nature of rumors is to reproduce themselves.

But if the rumors lose the attention of the superiors, the rumors will be useless. If the rumors do not get the response of the parties concerned, they will lose their survival ground.

The decision on this matter rests with Boss Dai.

"What do you mean by the upper class?" Zhang Yi pointed at Monkey and Qian Xiaosan with a cold face and said:
"The upper level is the upper level, and we are us. To put it nicely, we are spies, spies, but to put it badly, we are just ants. If we don't have the leisure to discuss right and wrong, we might as well catch a few more Japanese spies."

"Boss Dai summoned me yesterday and asked about the 'Feitian Group'. It shows that the boss attaches great importance to it. Therefore, the top priority is to catch Japanese spies. This is our duty and a state matter. We should work hard and move forward bravely."

As he spoke, he glanced at the telephone on the table and thought to himself that there were so many bugs installed in his office. He hoped that his words would reach Boss Dai's ears. Look, everyone else was busy talking about rumors, and only Zhang Yi is busy with official duties, showing great loyalty.

Hou Hou and Qian Xiaosan were filled with dissatisfaction when they heard Zhang Yi's high-sounding words, but they quickly agreed on their faces.

"Okay, let your men and Dai Xiuzhang's rickshaw driver work together to search for clues about the Japanese spies. Let's go meet the Zhao brothers now."

"Yes."

Xiaguan Branch.

Zhang Yi leaned on the director's thick sofa with his feet raised. There was already a tea set on the coffee table in front of him, and the teapot was steaming.

Zhang Yi patted the sofa happily. When he sat down, the softness and hardness of the backrest were just right. The leather was soft and much more comfortable than the seats in his office.

He picked up the tea cup, smelled it, and said with a smile: "This is the best Longjing. Director Zhang is enjoying it so much!"

Director Zhang, who was enjoying himself, was paunchy, wearing a high-quality white shirt and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was fair and plump, and his hair was meticulously taken care of. However, his face looked a little ugly at the moment, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead from time to time.

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, he smiled humbly:
"Sir, if you would like to take two cans with you when you leave, this Longjing is a gift from a relative of mine."

'Does this sound familiar? Zhang Yixin said that it seems that every official has a relative who grows tea.

This is nothing more than a hint that he doesn’t accept gifts, doesn’t he? It's just that you don't accept gifts from people you don't know well.

After all, gift-giving is a science, and it can also be said to be an art.

"Isn't it good?" Zhang Yi frowned, patted the sofa under his butt again, and said casually:

"The quality is really good, but I don't know where to buy it."

Director Zhang's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, are you too greedy? This set of sofas was shipped from Shanghai. It is said to be imported goods, and a set costs thousands of dollars.

However, he glanced at the two Hengha generals behind Zhang Yi, then thought of the name Zhang Yi and his former boss, Deputy Director Ma, who was already in Jinling Prison, and immediately licked his face and said:

"This sofa is really good. A merchant came to sell it door-to-door. I will try it out. If the commander likes it, I will ask him to give you a set later." "Then I will be disrespectful." Zhang Yi pretended to be thoughtful, He frowned again and said:

"If that's the case, isn't it... Director Zhang, you are harming me."

'What's the meaning? Director Zhang was puzzled. Why did you ask me to harm you when you extorted a set of sofas from me?

"I have such a comfortable sofa, but my bosses, Deputy Section Chief Wang, Section Chief He, and even Boss Dai, don't have one. If someone slanders me, what harm will it do to me?" Zhang Yi Looking embarrassed.

'I think you are the villain, right? This is no longer greedy, this is extremely shameless. '

Director Zhang was vomiting blood in his heart, but Boss Dai's words still made his heart twitch.

His face became more respectful, with a hint of envy:

"Chief Zhang, are you familiar with Mr. Dai?"

"The director has a busy work schedule, but I often report on my work, so the relationship is okay."

"You call me director, so you are Boss Dai's student and confidant. No wonder you are a major at such a young age." Director Zhang cursed in his heart and lamented the gap between people.

He is already forty years old, and he still has to grovel in front of a young man in his early twenties. It seems funny, but this is the reality of officialdom.

However, in order to get rid of this evil star as soon as possible, and thinking that giving the sofa might be able to use Mr. Dai's ladder, he even risked vomiting blood.

Director Zhang: "If Mr. Dai likes it, don't say one thing, but say ten things, even if you are in a low-level position, you are willing to sell the pot. Can you leave an address when Major Zhang leaves?"

"Okay." Zhang Yi smiled happily and extended his hand to invite:

"Director Zhang, sit down. Standing like this doesn't make me look disrespectful."

'You know now? '

Director Zhang was furious in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face. He respectfully took the tea handed over by Zhang Yi and asked hesitantly:
"I wonder what business Major Zhang has here today?"

"Catch Japanese spies." Zhang Yi said concisely.

"Japanese spy?" Director Zhang's buttocks suddenly bounced up after he had just sat down. He looked surprised. He finally calmed down and waved his hands:
"Major Zhang, I can guarantee that there are no Japanese spies or dissidents in our police station."

"Director Zhang, why are you panicking? When did I say there was a Japanese spy in your police station?" Zhang Yi pressed his hands and asked Director Zhang to sit down.

"Isn't this related to a case? We don't have enough manpower, so I'm going to borrow the manpower from your police station."

Director Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief: "We have a lot of people in the police station, but it's all a three-legged cat's work. Isn't it true to catch Japanese spies?"

"It's just asking them to help with searches and roundups, not charging into battle. Why should Director Zhang be so modest?
Let your elites come out quickly. If the case is successfully solved, you, Director Zhang, will be proud of it. "

"It turns out this is such a humble job. Call me immediately."

A few minutes later, two middle-aged men in police uniforms appeared in the office.

Director Zhang introduced:

"This is Wang Yeyun, Director of Criminal Investigation."

"This is Gao Jianfu, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Division."

"Boy, this is Major Zhang, a spy from the Secret Service."

Wang Yeyun and Gao Jianfu quickly straightened their police hats and stood up to salute.

Zhang Yi glanced at the two of them, Wang Yeyun had a sinister look on his face, and Gao Jianfu had a kind look on his face.

"I, Zhang Yi, from the Secret Service, your director just praised you so much, saying that you are smart and capable." Zhang Yi smiled, stood up, returned the greeting, and said:
"I asked you two to come here to help us monitor and arrest several suspicious individuals who are suspected of being Japanese spies. From now on, you two will obey my command.
You two, call someone, be sure to use someone you can trust, otherwise the news will leak out and you will be blamed. "

Zhang Yi said it in an understatement, but the murderous intention emerging from his brows still made the two of them shudder.

"Yes." Seeing the flattered salutes of the two, and just about to go out to make a phone call, Zhang Yi pointed to the phone on the table and said:

"Just use this one. You don't need too many people. Ten is enough."

He glanced at the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, especially Gao Jianfu, Daisuke Aono. Seeing that there was no emotion on his face, he sneered in his heart. Acting depends on how long you last.

As he spoke, he sat down again, looked at Director Zhang, and said meaningfully:
"Director Zhang, today's affairs must be kept confidential. By the way, don't forget what you promised."

Director Zhang understood it in his heart and said hurriedly: "I know this matter, God knows it and the earth knows it. You know it and I know it, and I won't let anyone else know about it."

"No, God knows and earth knows, I know, and you don't know either."

"Yes, yes." Director Zhang was excited.

Soon after the two of them finished the phone call, Wang Yeyun said respectfully:
"Sir Zhang, ten capable members of the Criminal Investigation Department have gathered downstairs. They are all clean-blooded and have families of both young and old."

"Okay, the Criminal Investigation Department is really capable." Zhang Yi admired for a while, and then said:
"Director Zhang, I'll see you later. I'll come visit you again when I have time."

"We'll see you later. I'm always waiting for you, sir." Director Zhang said with a smile on his face.

"Haha." Zhang Yi smiled, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

Several people filed downstairs and looked at the plainclothes police gathered downstairs. Zhang Yi reported the location of the teahouse and asked Wang and Gao to take them out. Then he looked at Houhou and Qian Xiaosan and said seriously:

"The Japanese spies asked them and Zheng Huhe to monitor them. Your task is to monitor them."

"Commander, do you suspect there is something wrong with these police officers?"

"Who knows?" Zhang Yi pretended to be confused and said:

"Our job is to be suspicious of everything. The Zhao brothers have been operating in Xiaguan for so long. It is impossible not to deal with people in the officialdom. Who knows if there are people from them in the police station?"

Qian Xiaosan and Hou Hou looked stern and a little confused. If they were afraid that the news would be leaked, why would they use people from the police station?
Could it be that the unit chief has deeper considerations?

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(End of this chapter)