My spy diary

Chapter 387: Final Conclusion (asking for monthly ticket)

Operations Department.

He Zhiyuan leaned back in the leather chair, staring at the tea leaves tumbling up and down in the cup in front of him, feeling uneasy.

The scene that just happened in the Military Control Commission Auditorium left him puzzled.

First, Boss Dai and Yang Rong left in a hurry with serious expressions, and then acting directors Mao Qiwu, He Shangyou, and Zhang Yi were urgently summoned, but he was missed.

The most important things in spy work are intelligence, telecommunications and action. All work is aimed at increasing the efficiency of these three things. What exactly happened and why did they avoid me?
There are eight directors in the bureau, all at the same level, but not on an equal footing. The First Intelligence Department has always been the dominant one, followed by the Second Party and Government Intelligence Department, which came later than the others. Needless to say, the Telecommunications Department is followed closely by the Operations Department.

One can imagine the value of his position as director.

Thinking of this, He Zhiyuan became even more depressed and anxious. He pressed the doorbell under his desk, and his secretary came in hurriedly. He quickly asked:
"Have you found out any news?"

The secretary said cautiously: "Not yet."

"Waste." He Zhiyuan was suddenly frustrated and angry.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you continue to investigate?"

The secretary hurried out, and just as he left, the phone on the desk rang.

"Hello? Chief Zhang, Yun Yi, what can I do for you? Can you lend me a few people? Is there something wrong? I see. I won't ask any more questions. Okay, okay, I'll have them come to you right away."

After hanging up the phone, He Zhiyuan felt relieved. The people from the Operations Department were certainly not targeting him. He murmured, "It's New Year's Day, who are they trying to arrest?"

Thinking about it, he picked up the phone again: "Captain Liu? I, you immediately take a few capable people to find Chief Zhang and stop talking nonsense and execute the order immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment, called his secretary, and said:

"Go to the corridor entrance and see who Zhang Yi wants to arrest. Report to me as soon as you get the news."

"Yes."

The secretary hurried out of the office, came to the stairs, tied his shoelaces several times, and finally waited for Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi was wearing a black Zhongshan suit and had a stern expression on his face. Behind him were several plainclothes officers with serious faces and holding pistols.

They came down from the third floor quietly and headed straight for the second party and government intelligence office on the right side of the second floor, or more precisely, the office with the sign of the Intelligence Department.

Understood!
The secretary hurried back to He Zhiyuan's office. He had heard that Sun Zichao, the chief of the Intelligence Department, had brought people into Chief Zhang's house last night. Although no one said anything on the surface, everyone was waiting for the outcome of the fight between the two tigers. They just didn't expect the revenge to come so quickly.

He Zhiyuan stood up expectantly: "Who to arrest?"

"Sun."

Understood.

When He Zhiyuan heard that they were going to arrest Sun Zichao, he felt no sympathy at all. He just felt refreshed. This bastard actually dared to spy on him. This is his retribution!
Here, seeing Zhang Yi coming over with a few people in an arrogant manner, everyone in the Intelligence Department felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

As soon as the two plainclothes officers at the door made a move, plainclothes officers from the operations department came up and held them down.

Then, two plainclothes officers kicked open Sun Zichao's door, went in, held down Sun Zichao who was on the phone, and removed his service gun.

A confidant standing nearby subconsciously reached for the gun at his waist, and another plainclothes officer rushed over and put a gun to his chin.

"Hey, Chief Sun, we're going there to find a woman wearing a cheongsam, but we don't even know what she looks like. Hey, Chief Sun, are you listening?"

"Bang!" Zhang Yi walked over coldly, snatched the phone from Sun Zichao's hand and hung up.

It seems that this guy is still looking for a cheongsam woman. But it's too late.

Sun Zichao's face was gloomy. "Chief Zhang, what happened last night was my negligence. I listened to the false report from below, but I have already apologized to you. What are you saying now?"

Zhang Yi sneered: "Is it the same thing? Are you still playing dumb?"

"What do you want to do? Why am I pretending?" Sun Zichao looked innocent.

"Humph, there were many people who broke into my house last night, why didn't I arrest others but only you?"

"How should I know? Zhang Yi, you used knives and guns at the bureau headquarters to target me. Does Boss Dai know about this?"

Sun Zichao was a little confused about what Zhang Yi said, so he brought up Boss Dai and looked at Zhang Yi with his mouth half open.

"I am following Director Mao's orders to take you to the interrogation room for questioning."

Sun Zichao's mouth, which had just been half open, slowly closed, and his face looked deathly pale.

Director Mao is the incarnation of Boss Dai, and his orders are Boss Dai’s orders.

The first thing Sun Zichao thought of was to kill the donkey after it had done its job.

The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooked.

But the traitor hiding in the bureau headquarters has not been found yet, so why did he suddenly attack himself?
He couldn't figure it out.

"I want to see Boss Dai!"

Sun Zichao stared at Zhang Yi and struggled unwillingly.

One of his hands had been handcuffed, and he was struggling with the other hand, refusing to give in. The plainclothes officer who was twisting his arm hit him hard in the ribs with his elbow, and Sun Zichao's arm immediately went limp.

"You have no chance, take away!"

Zhang Yi walked out with an expressionless face, and Sun Zichao followed behind him under the escort of plainclothes police.

Along the way, the plainclothes officers of the Intelligence Section who were blocked in the house were all scrambling to look around. It was the first time that they had seen a former section chief catch the current one.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I met the Operations Director He Zhiyuan coming with his secretary.

Zhang Yi: "Director He, thank you for your help."

He Zhiyuan pretended to be public-spirited: "We are all working for the Party and the State Bureau. You are too polite."

As he said this, he glanced at Sun Zichao and asked Zhang Yi, "What has happened? We are all colleagues, why is it so embarrassing? Is there really no way to make concessions?"

"Director Mao gave the order himself. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Okay then." He Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly, walked over and patted Sun Zichao on the shoulder:

"Section Chief Sun, if there is any problem, remember to tell the truth. If the problem is not serious, I will plead with the director on your behalf. Brother Yunyi, can I sit in on the interrogation?"

Zhang Yi said with a straight face: "Sorry, Director He."

"Oh, so I can only wait for the bureau's notification afterwards."

"I hope you understand." After saying that, Zhang Yi led the group away in a mighty manner.

Of course He Zhiyuan understood. Not only did he understand, but he also swept away his helplessness and seemed to be in a good mood. He had just hinted to his grandson Chao that if he told the truth and dared to expose his corruption and bribery, he wouldn't mind giving him a helping hand. Humph!

Thinking of this, he glanced at the secretary and said, "I heard that the dinner in the cafeteria today is very sumptuous?"

"It is said that there are crabs from Yangcheng Lake and eels from the Yangtze River."

“Oh, then you must try it.”

He Zhiyuan walked towards the cafeteria with a proud look on his face, and his secretary quickly followed him with a fawning look on his face.

On the other side, in the interrogation room.

The handcuffed Sun Zichao looked at the coated glass, his expression had returned to calm and indifferent.

“Very calm!”

"I have it all planned out."

"It seems that there is no way to punish him."

Mao Qiwu, Yang Rong, and Zhang Yi were discussing interrogation strategies when He Shangyou came in with an annoyed look on his face, handed over a notebook, and said:

"Nothing was found except this and a few newspapers."

Mao Qiwu took it, flipped through it, and looked at the names of "Director Shen, Director Xu, Director He, Zhang Yi" and seemed to be thinking about something.

Just as Yang Rong was about to go over to take a look, Mao Qiwu put the notebook away. Yang Rong had no choice but to point at the newspaper and say:
"Ta Kung Pao and Xinhua Daily, are they enough to explain the problem?"

"Isn't that a bit far-fetched? I have this thing in my office too." He Shangyou shook his head.

"Xinhua Daily" was the only newspaper that the Military Intelligence Bureau had to pay to buy, but it was only supplied to individual section chiefs and department heads in the hope of discovering some intelligence from it.

Except for the special issues research room headed by Zhang Moutao, other low-ranking spies were not allowed to read it, for fear that their beliefs would be weak and they would be deceived and misled by the contents of the newspaper.

Mao Qiwu hesitated for a while and asked, "Lao He, he is your man, doesn't he have a house outside?"

"He is not my man. He is very capable. Relying on the trust of the boss, he often reports to a higher level. It is said that he eats and lives in the office." He Shangyou said helplessly and indignantly.

Yang Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at them: "No way? A cunning rabbit has three burrows. I don't believe he doesn't have a safe house outside?"

Zhang Yi did not respond. He knew his role. He just watched from the sidelines and tried not to speak. Especially at this time, he had to keep calm.

Mao Qiwu pondered for a while, looked at He Shangyou and said:

"Lao He, he is your subordinate after all, why don't you go and ask him?"

"Okay." He Shangyou shrugged helplessly and pushed the door into the interrogation room.

He walked directly to Sun Zichao and got straight to the point:
"Handing over your safe house and actively telling us to find out is a different matter."

Sun Zichao was silent for a while, then slowly said:
"Okay, but I have a request."

He Shangyou frowned and said, "Speak."

Sun Zichao then looked at the coated glass and said, "I can only tell Director Mao."

He Shangyou glanced at him with disdain. This clearly showed his lack of trust in everyone present. Could anyone possibly frame you?
He snorted coldly, turned around and left the interrogation room, and Mao Qiwu followed him in. He was a little nervous, as several people had just warned him to be careful, and he was also worried that his grandson would do something to him out of desperation.

Mao Qiwu suppressed his inner uneasiness and patiently leaned over to listen closely.

Fortunately, the expected thing did not happen. Sun Zichao just came over and whispered an address.

No. 32 Shangqing Temple.

He had only been to this safe house a few times and had never lived there. There was nothing inside, so there was no harm in telling about it.

Until this moment, he still couldn't figure out what these people were going to do and why they wanted to arrest him.

If he was just going to get rid of him, why make such a big fuss? The bureau has countless ways to make him disappear without a trace.

"Director Mao, please, I'm counting on you. You and Mr. Dai are the only people I trust in the bureau."

Mao Qiwu smiled and said, "Don't worry, what is true is true, and what is false is definitely false. We will not wrongly accuse any good person, and of course, we will never let any bad person go."

"Thank you, the facts will prove everything."

"I hope so!" Mao Qiwu smiled meaningfully and turned to leave the interrogation room.

"Everyone, you guys proceed with the trial first, I'll be back soon."

Mao Qiwu said hello, called a few plainclothes officers from the inspection office, and set off in a hurry.

Half an hour later, two cars stopped downstairs of Building 32 of Shangqing Temple. Plainclothes officers went upstairs to search. Mao Qiwu sat in the car with his eyes closed, waiting for news.

Plainclothes officers broke into the room directly.

"You guard the door, and everyone else search carefully, leaving no trace, not even a corner." A small leader gave an order and went straight to the study.

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of rummaging around.

The little leader pushed open the door of the study, and quickly scanned the area with eyes as sharp as a falcon. The bookshelves were full of ordinary books, covered in dust, and looked flawless.

But he was not willing to give up. He pushed the books on the bookshelf to the ground and felt around on the bookshelf again and again, but there was no secret door as he had imagined.

I suddenly squatted on the ground and started flipping through the book, feeling a little disappointed, but still found nothing.

"Reporting to Team Leader Wang, nothing was found in the kitchen."

"Report to the team leader, there is nothing in the bathroom."

"Team Leader, there is nothing valuable in the bedroom."

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the team leader became dejected and kicked the books under his feet in frustration.

A book hit the leg of the desk with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Just as Team Leader Wang was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw something floating under the desk from the corner of his eye. His breathing stagnated, and he quickly squatted down and put his head under the desk to check.

I saw a rubber belt falling down in the shadow of the corner of the table, and a folded paper package lying quietly on top of it.

Team Leader Wang's heart was pounding as he carefully pulled it off.

As soon as he got the paper package, he couldn't wait to open it. However, after just one glance, his face suddenly changed color and beads of sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead.

"Team leader, have you found anything?" asked a plainclothes officer.

Team leader Wang had no intention of paying attention to him. He hurriedly restored the paper, left the apartment in a restless state, and handed it to Mao Qiwu.

"Did you really find anything?"

Seeing the paper package handed over by the plainclothes officer, Mao Qiwu showed joy and immediately opened it. However, after just a glance, his face turned gloomy.

After a pause, he forced out an awkward smile and looked at Team Leader Wang:
"you have seen?"

Team leader Wang looked straight ahead and said, "I didn't see anything."

Mao Qiwu stared at him and snorted, then turned his attention back to the paper.

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"Dai Chunfeng is a stubborn and suspicious person who is good at political manipulation. It is difficult to gain his trust. However, I can take advantage of the delicate situation where the directors are involved with each other and fish in troubled waters."

"Mao Qi was short and ugly, like a mediocre official, but in fact he was patient, cunning, and cruel.
His wife Xiang Xinying was born a socialite, she was fickle, and she had an ambiguous relationship with Zhou Weicheng, the head of the Jianle Section of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Zhou was timid and cowardly, so they might use this as a threat to secretly turn him against Mao Qiwu and obtain intelligence from him through Xiang Xinying."

After reading this text, Mao Qiwu, who was always calm and composed and always smiling at people, suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes. He was also wondering why his wife had become obsessed with Peking Opera recently. So this is what was going on.

Well, he has quietly cuckolded himself.

A wife is like clothes, it’s okay to lend her to others.

If his wife served a high-ranking official like Boss Dai, it would be considered an honor, but if she served an ordinary spy, it would be a great shame.

Who is this Jianle stock chief Zhou Weicheng?
Once the stink of this matter spreads out, I'm afraid that all the people in the Military Control Commission will know that Mao Qiwu has become a coward. How can he still live as a human being?

After all, he is the leader of the military, second only to himself and above everyone else. If he can't even take care of his own wife, how can he control others?

Thinking of this, Mao Qiwu's murderous intention was revealed.

"Intelligence Director Yang Rong is a man of great foresight"

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"Zhang Yi, the head of the Military Transport Section, is a sinister and cunning man. He just persecuted 29 of my righteous comrades. I wish I could eat his flesh and sleep with his bones. I suggest that the organization immediately issue a kill order against him."

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Mao Qiwu continued to read patiently.

The paper first introduced the situation of Boss Dai, Mao Qiwu, the eight directors and Zhang Yi, and then changed the subject.

"I learned from the files of the Personnel Department that the Military Control Commission's Hanzhong training class had sent out several batches of spies, who have now infiltrated the core departments of Pagoda Mountain. The specific list is as follows:"

Mao Qiwu sucked in a breath of cold air, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. Could it be that the group of brave men that Boss Dai was trying so hard to protect were also exposed?
Has the information been passed on?
Another mystery then came to his mind. If Sun Zichao had hidden information at home, why would he dare to tell him his address so frankly?
Is he certain that the intelligence has been taken away by his accomplices?

Thinking of this, Mao Qiwu couldn't help but look at Team Leader Wang in front of him. Team Leader Wang looked at him briefly, then lowered his eyes.

Mao Qiwu pondered his every expression. This man must have peeked at the intelligence, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous. He sentenced him to death in his heart, but said:

"This is what we call red-hot evidence. Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader Wang. Where did you find it?"

Team leader Wang said cautiously, "Director, you are overpraising me. The information was hidden under the desk, and it was very hidden. If I hadn't accidentally touched the desk, I would have almost missed such an important clue."

"Oh." Mao Qiwu looked at him for a while and said, "Let the brothers retreat. You take my car."

"Yes." Team leader Wang couldn't help but shudder.

On the other side, the interrogation had already begun in the interrogation room.

Yang Rong spread out the Ta Kung Pao with a meaningful look, pointed to the first article on page 3, and asked:
"Chief Sun, are you familiar with it?"

Sun Zichao squinted his eyes to see clearly, and looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Pretend, keep pretending, it's as if it were real." Yang Rong sneered and slapped the table:
"This newspaper was found in your office. Do you still dare to quibble?"

Sun Zichao frowned. He really didn't know what Yang Rong was talking about.

"Hehe, then I'll help you recall it again?"

Yang Rong glanced at him coldly, "'My brother Shenhai, Shadow has been caught, and everything is fine in your hometown, don't worry. Also, the Muddy Waters Project has been approved, you can use the opportunity to investigate the undercover, act according to the situation, disrupt the Military Control Bureau, and let the White Bandits kill each other. The organization will secretly assist, I wish you peace. Brother Fisherman.'

Listen, how cordial it is, Chief Sun, is this passage familiar to you? Don’t you want to say something?”

Sun Zichao's face finally changed drastically, it turned out that he was not being abandoned, but someone had framed him as "Shen Hai", the traitor hidden in the bureau. Who was so vicious and could not wait to put him to death.

Needless to say, it must be the real "deep sea", and maybe this person is sitting opposite him.

He suppressed his emotions and shouted, "This is a frame-up, a false accusation. This is impossible. I have nothing to do with the Red Party!"

"Bullshit, you just came back from there and you still dare to say that you have nothing to do with them? How sad your comrades would be to hear this?" He Shangyou knocked on the table and said sarcastically.

"That's the task assigned to me by Director Dai. I want to see Director Dai."

"Don't worry. Once you confess, you will see him."

"Where is Director Mao? I want to see him."

"To tell you the truth, this is the order from the bureau chief, and Director Mao can't save you. This may be the last conversation between us, so be brave and take responsibility for your actions. Don't let me torture you." Before Sun Zichao could finish his words, Yang Rong interrupted him and smiled coldly.

Sun Zichao was silent, his eyes fixed on Yang Rong, He Shangyou and Zhang Yi.

"Let's torture them. Use strong medicine for serious illnesses." Zhang Yi glanced at Yang Rong and He Shangyou.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and waved at the door of the interrogation room.

"Zhang Yi, you bastard." Sun Zichao struggled frantically and roared. Two plainclothes officers like wolves and tigers pounced on him and punched him twice.

These two extremely powerful blows made Sun Zichao feel dizzy and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

Before he could catch his breath, two plainclothes officers dragged him away from the interrogation chair, tied his hands and feet, and dragged him to a wooden barrel filled with ice water, with a layer of ice chips on the surface of the water.

Yang Rong walked over, grabbed his hair, and asked harshly:

"Tell me, are you Deep Sea or not? Who betrayed Shadow?"

Sun Zichao's head was pulled high up. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "You are slandering me and forcing me to confess. I want to see Director Dai."

"You are still stubborn even when you are about to die." Yang Rong sneered and nodded to the two plainclothes officers.

Boom! Sun Zichao's face was pushed into the ice water by the plainclothes police. The cold water choked his lungs and made him unable to breathe. His face was filled with pain.

The plainclothes police officer held down Sun Zichao, who was struggling desperately, and water was overflowing everywhere. Just when Sun Zichao was about to suffocate, he was pulled out violently.

"To say it, or not to say it?"

Sun Zichao's chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for breath: ". False accusation, I want to see Director Dai."

"continue!"

"Puff——" Sun Zichao's head was pressed down again.

Underwater, he struggled desperately with his eyes wide open, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker. Gradually, he began to feel dazed and everything in front of him became blurred. He even felt a sense of pleasure for no apparent reason. He knew this was a sign of death.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear the door of the interrogation room open, and then a voice came from his ear:

"Pull him up!"

It was Mao Qiwu's voice.

Sun Zichao was grabbed by a hand and lifted out of the water. The water flowing down his hair blurred his vision.

In his blurred vision, he saw a figure getting closer and closer to him. Slowly, he finally saw clearly that the person was Mao Qiwu.

At this moment, he was grasping at a life-saving straw, gasping for breath and saying:

"Director Mao, this is a false accusation. This is a conspiracy against me. It must be the work of the traitor. I want to see Director Dai."

"I'm here with the latest instructions from my boss." Mao Qiwu said with a smile.

"What did Director Dai say?"

Sun Zichao sat on the ground weakly, breathing weakly, and asked impatiently.

Only then did he realize that there were only three people in the interrogation room: him, Mao Qiwu, and a plainclothes officer behind him.

Mao Qiwu looked at him and said patiently:

"Of course the chief believes in your loyalty. I'm here to pick you up."

The grandson was overjoyed and struggled to stand up.

As long as he sees Boss Dai, he will be able to explain everything clearly, and then dig out the bastard who wants to kill him.

Mao Qiwu turned his head and glanced at the plainclothes officer behind him. This man was none other than Team Leader Wang who was in charge of the search just now.

Seeing Mao Qiwu's eyes, Team Leader Wang immediately walked over.

Sun Zichao had no strength in his body and thought he was going to pull himself up, but Team Leader Wang suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it at him.

Sun Zichao was stunned and looked at Mao Qiwu with an expression of disbelief: "Why?"

No one answered him.

The next moment, there was a gunshot, and Sun Zichao fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

"director."

Team leader Wang fired a shot and subconsciously squatted down to check Sun Zichao's breathing, completely unaware that Mao Qiwu behind him had also pulled out a pistol.

"Bang" "Bang"

Team leader Wang was shot once in the chest and once in the back and also fell to the ground.

Mao Qiwu smiled grimly, as if nothing had happened. He calmly wiped the fingerprints off the pistol and put it into Sun Zichao's hand.

Hearing the gunshots, Zhang Yi, He Shangyou, and Yang Rong rushed in and saw two corpses gushing with blood.

Mao Qiwu looked terrified and said with a sigh:

"Just now, I confronted Sun Zichao with the evidence I found. His evil plan was exposed, and he became angry and suddenly snatched the gun from Team Leader Wang...

At the critical moment, fortunately, Team Leader Wang protected me. After being shot, he suddenly counterattacked and finally shot the traitor Sun Zichao to death...

In this way, the traitor case can finally be concluded, but it’s a pity for Team Leader Wang.”

Zhang Yi, He Shangyou and Yang Rong were all stunned. Mao Qiwu had just come back and unexpectedly said that he had received the latest instructions from Boss Dai, saying that the case was serious and that the three of them had to recuse themselves. That's it?

Several people felt that Mao Qiwu was killing two birds with one stone by borrowing a knife.

But everyone is smart and they see the truth but don't say it out loud, except Zhang Yi. He Yang and the other two are full of questions. What information did Mao Qiwu get from Sun Zichao's residence?
Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat dull, Mao Qiwu also knew that this matter was handled in a rather sloppy manner, so he had to find a way out for the three smart people:
"Family disgrace should not be made public. The old man must not know about it. The Director means that this matter ends here."

"Okay." A long sigh came from Yang Rong. He had hoped to squeeze more information out of Sun Zichao, but in the end, it was all in vain.

Zhang Yi said calmly, "What a pity, Team Leader Wang."

He Shangyou shrugged indifferently. Sun Zichao, the bastard, deserved to die. It was a pity for Team Leader Wang, but so what? Pity their misfortune? There were too many unfortunate people, how could they all be pityed?

Seeing that all three had expressed their opinions, Mao Qiwu forced a smile:

"Okay, let's go back and celebrate the New Year."

Everyone left without saying anything else.

When I came out of the interrogation room, I didn't know when snowflakes started falling from the sky. The sky was full of flying snow, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers could be heard in the distance.

Zhang Yi smiled warmly and said silently: "Happy New Year!"

The footsteps gradually faded away until they disappeared into the vast world of snowflakes.

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(End of this chapter)