Cicada Moving

Chapter 553 A drop of spit is worth a drop of gold

 Twenty-three years of the Republic of China.

 Bingzi month, Bingzi day.

It is advisable to offer sacrifices and bathe, but not to do other things.

At the surveillance point near the hospital, Zuo Zhong glanced at the calendar on the wall, and then returned his gaze to the newspaper. The front page clearly read "Massacre in the Concession." He showed a smile and continued reading.

 An assassination case recently occurred in Room 107 of the Baoji Hotel at No. 73, Fuxiang Lane, Fourth Road, Public Settlement. The victim's name was Gong Zizai, who was originally from the Northeast and was 34 years old.

 The three murderers exchanged fire with unknown armed men after they went out, resulting in the death and injury of more than ten people. The scene was in a horrifying mess. When patrol officer Shanshan arrived at the scene, no personnel from either party or the bodies were found.

According to the investigation of this newspaper, the man surnamed Gong is a defector from the underground party. This case may be another murder caused by the underground party and government officials. The deterioration of public security in the concession is caused by both.

The victim's injuries were not serious at the time, so he was sent to Elizabeth Hospital for treatment and gradually recovered. The arresting room dispatched detectives to protect him and prevent the murderer from committing another crime. News on December 31.

 “Deputy Director, drink tea.”

Wu Chunyang brought a cup of hot tea from the side and frowned: "The newspapers in the concession are so lawless. They publish all the news. If this was placed in Jinling, which newspaper would dare to publish such a major case.

How about I send someone to give a warning, so as not to delay our plan? I am afraid that the underground party has seen the report. In this case, the other party may not send people to Elizabeth again to silence us. "

 “No need, freedom of speech.”

Zuo Zhong shook his head and blew the hot air from the cup, and said with a smile: "What do these people say? If a newspaper is not closed, it is not a good newspaper, and if the editor is not jailed, it is not a good editor. Are these two sentences?

 Okay, let everyone be alert. The underground party will be here soon. You can bring my briefcase. There are some things in it. Show them to everyone. Remember to keep it confidential. "

"yes."

Wu Chunyang was stunned, thinking that some of the underground parties that the deputy director had mentioned before were the informants of the secret service headquarters. It was normal to know the information in advance. He took the package and handed it over without asking.

Zuo Zhong took the briefcase and glanced at the lock position. Seeing that the hair on it was intact, he nodded with satisfaction, took out a booklet from it, and gave instructions slowly.

“There are some photos here, they are underground party operatives. Remember, remember, they may be disguised when they come. You don’t need me to teach you how to identify them. Take the time to identify them.

Don't act rashly after discovering the target. Leave the arrest to the secret service headquarters. You can intercept the target on the outside. This is my promise to Xu Enzeng. As a man, you must keep your word. Go and make arrangements. "

Wu Chunyang knew that these people should be the eyeliners of one place, and he was a little speechless. This was too unethical. He had never heard of anyone using his eyeliners to report their merits. Today, he had learned a lot.

Without morals, anything is possible.

This is really true.

He picked up the book with both hands and flipped through it. The background of the photos was in the interrogation room. His guess was confirmed. Although there was no archival information, but with the specific appearance, the following work was very simple.

As for the inability to arrest people, he has no regrets. After all, violent maniacs are in the minority. Besides, what's the point of fighting life and death with the underground party? You can't make a dime, and the same goes for fake ones.

 Catch what you want. No matter how useless Xu Enzeng's people are, they should have no problem dealing with a group of informants. But after thinking about it, Wu Chunyang became a little unsure and decided to go to the periphery to make some arrangements himself.

He didn't know what the lower limit of the capabilities of the Secret Service headquarters staff was. If there was no lower limit, I'm afraid they would still need to come out to clean up the mess. Damn it, the Secret Service was just wiping people's butts.

With Wu Chunyang gone in a hurry, Zuo Zhong began to take care of his gun, and occasionally looked up at the hospital outside. He waited until the afternoon, and when dinner was approaching, the situation changed.

The bald Gui Youguang climbed up the stairs and walked into the surveillance point and reported: "Deputy Director, found the target in the photo. He pretended to be unwell and was accompanied by two other people into the hospital.

I sent a few brothers to follow them to see what these three guys were going to do. If they went directly to kill Gong Zizai, what would happen to our people and whether other personnel in the hospital would go to support them. "

 “Keep watch, others.”

Zuo Zhong loaded the magazine with a click and ordered: "All retreat, tell the first department to wait until people leave the hospital before taking action. The environment here is too complicated, and casualties can easily occur in the event of a firefight.

If the other party doesn't listen, forget it. Our people must leave the scene. After all, this is a public concession. We have to consider the reaction of the garrison in various countries. I don't want to take people to the patrol house to rob the prison. "

"okay."

Gui Youguang stood at attention and ran downstairs to convey the order and contact the secret service headquarters. The mission of the secret service today was very simple, that is, to watch the show and not to do anything unless it was absolutely necessary.

 Next, multiple surrounding surveillance personnel discovered the suspicious target one after another. The target sneaked into the hospital with various identities and vaguely surrounded Gong Zizai's ward. It seemed that they would take action soon.

Another half an hour later, Xu Enzeng sneaked in disguised as a rag picker. When he saw Zuo Zhong, he threw aside the bulging sack on his shoulder and asked impatiently. "Commissioner Zuo, are all the inside cells here? You're welcome to Xu. Shi Zhenmei and Luo Ma are gathering people not far away. After the gunfire, they will take over the scene."

"Okay, Director Xu, you know who I am. I've always been able to give you the secret service headquarters. If you need help, just speak and my people will be dispatched at any time."

Zuo Zhong sniffed after finishing speaking, and quietly took two steps to the side, secretly saying that Lao Xu was really dedicated. He not only learned the form of picking up rags, but also learned the soul. The smell on his body was so **** choking.

Xu Enzeng over there almost made a statement, spitting **** is a nail, spitting is a gold, right? If you don't have money, you can't believe a word of what your deputy director Zuo says.

However, on the surface, he still looked admiring and said: "Thank you very much. This time, the first and second offices cooperate sincerely. We will definitely be able to catch all these dissidents and make immortal achievements."

Special Commissioner, please rest assured that your contribution will not be insignificant. You and I will confirm and sign the dossier together before sending it to Jinling. However, regarding the arrest process, the two of us need to discuss it and avoid any disagreements. "

Zuo Zhong nodded with a smile: "Director Xu is good at this kind of thing, so I'll leave it to you. Zuo will just promise to cooperate. By the way, I don't know how many operational personnel Station Commander Shi and Captain Luo have brought.

According to surveillance, there are currently more than 20 confirmed suspicious persons. There are too few arrests, and there is a risk of omissions or being entangled. Things will become complicated when people from the patrol room arrive at the scene. "

 What do you mean I am good at it?

Does this mean that I am good at deception?

 Xu Enzeng's right brow twitched, and he held back his anger and said: "There are 30 people from the Shanghai Station Action Team and 50 operational experts transferred from Jinling, a total of 80 people, all equipped with submachine guns and grenades.

According to your suggestion, Commissioner Zuo, these personnel began training in isolation three days ago and cut off contact with the outside world. There was no chance of leaking information. Xu guaranteed it with his brain and life. "

"kindness."

Zuo Zhong responded, and then asked quite unexpectedly: "I thought that all the good people in the first office were lost in Jiujiawei. The secret service headquarters has a great cause. In this regard, our two offices are really incomparable."

"you"

Xu Enzeng's face turned red with anger, and he wanted to shout that he was being bullied, but the plan could not be separated from the other party's cover, so he had to take a few deep breaths and swallowed the words on his lips.

At the same time, he was a little allergic to the three words Jiujiawei. When he heard it, his head felt dizzy. He quickly found a stool to sit down and silently thought that adults should not remember the faults of villains. One day, he would have to deal with people named Zuo.

 Discovering that Lao Xu has become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, Zuo Zhong is impressed by him. Being able to endure is the basis for achieving great things. If you fight to the end, as long as you breathe more than others, your chances of survival will be much greater.

 He ​​smiled and sat next to the other party with a very sincere attitude: "Sorry, sorry, Zuo made a mistake. 80 well-trained agents are indeed enough, and the target is not trivial.

With the intention to be unintentional, with the preparation of no preparation, the advantage is in our side, I wish Director Xu, you will win, and you will say a few words for you on the top of the dose. Everyone is your own. "

"snort."

Xu Enzeng snorted coldly. Just when he was about to say a few harsh words, his right brow jumped again. He blinked hard a few times, but his eyes twitched even more, which made him feel a little panicked.

People say that when the left eye jumps to bring wealth and the right eye jumps to disaster, there is no scientific basis for this. However, some people usually have too many bad things to do, and they firmly believe in such ghosts and gods.

 Could this be a revelation from God, a sign of failure or danger, just like what happened in Jiujiawei? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his eyes jumped more and more.

Xu Enzeng's head was suddenly covered in cold sweat, his eyes rolled around a few times, and he thought of a good idea. The person named Zuo could go from an ordinary police academy student to a deputy director. His luck was obvious to all.

Being an enemy to such a person is of course asking for trouble. But if we cooperate, we might be able to turn danger into safety and turn danger into good fortune. Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly and laughed loudly.

"Commissioner Zuo, I've thought about it. Xu will accompany you here to wait for the news of victory. The work will be left to the people below. It's all for training them. You can't rely on me for all tasks."

After hearing this, Zuo Zhong felt baffled that the other party was not with his subordinates and came to join in the fun with him. Considering the cooperation between the two parties, he finally gave Lao Xu a face and said.

 “Oh? It’s up to you.”

"thanks, thanks."

Xu Enzeng was so happy that he couldn't help but smile. It was a sure thing. With the good luck of this little **** named Zuo, this operation would definitely go smoothly. Why didn't he think of it before? What a pity.

At the same time, on the bell tower not far from Elizabeth Hospital, the chief took out a telescope to observe the surrounding situation, and then took out an Arisaka 38-type rifle from the long suitcase.

 (End of this chapter)