District 9

In the private room of Xingyao Hotel, under Wu Manfu's introduction, everyone sat down together, drank wine, and chatted.

During the dinner, everyone did not talk about anything related to the current situation or work. They only talked to each other and exchanged feelings.

After a heavy drink, everyone got to know each other, and then Wu Manfu arranged a private room for Yang Cheng and Deng Jun alone so that they could meet in private. Even Shen Fei did not enter the room.

…

In the quiet box, sandalwood was burning slowly, exuding its fragrance.

Yang Cheng fiddled with the tea set and poured Deng Jun a cup of hot tea with smooth movements.

Deng Jun stepped in and looked at Yang Cheng with a smile on his face but did not take the initiative to speak.

"Stationmaster Deng, there are no outsiders here. Let's talk directly. What do you think?" Yang Cheng looked up with a smile.

"Okay." Deng Jun nodded.

Yang Cheng pushed the tea cup to the other party and said softly: "We are marching into the Supervision Bureau this time because of Old Wu."

"Who are you?" Deng Jun asked.

"Zhang Bureau, me, and all the new members of the Secret Investigation Division." Yang Cheng replied bluntly.

"Who is behind you?" Deng Jun continued to ask very straightforwardly.

Yang Cheng frowned, paused and said, "Do I need to say this clearly?"

"Of course, I have to know who I'm talking to." Deng Jun replied with a smile.

"Behind us are the Military General Political Headquarters, the First War Zone, the party and government, and everyone you can think of except the Second World War Zone." Yang Cheng looked at him and responded.

Deng Jun nodded slowly and did not answer.

"I was originally planning to attack Songjiang, but it's a monolithic place and it's hard to do anything." Yang Cheng stepped in and looked at the other party: "As for Fengbei Station and the General Administration, the key positions are direct descendants of the Wu family, and we... are not good either. Open things up.”

"You seem to be in a hurry."

"Militarily, Lao Wu can't give Commander Zhou much help in the World War II zone because he has no soldiers, but politically, he is a very important weight in the World War II zone. The relationships Lao Wu has accumulated within the military and government over the years and prestige are obvious to all." Yang Cheng said softly: "If you want Commander Zhou in the World War II Zone to have no room for trouble, you must pull out all his wings, and the Wu family is the key. Only by letting them fall first, the World War II Zone You can be alone and helpless, so be anxious.”

"That makes sense." Deng Jun nodded.

"Stationmaster Deng, you are considered a veteran figure within the military and government. I won't say anything about the current situation, but you must be aware of it." Yang Cheng stood up slowly and said concisely and clearly: "Eighth District Unification, Gu Tai'an came to power, making many of our faction leaders in District 9 feel a little unsure. Lao Zhou and the Wu family had previously had ambiguous relationships with the Sichuan government and the Gu family in District 8, and in terms of political opinions, they were also closely related to each other. Our great leader Commander He is different, so their fate is foreseeable."

Deng Jun said nothing.

"The party and government, the academy, the First War Zone, and the military general administration have joined forces to strangle the Wu and Zhou factions. With so many forces tied together, it is only a matter of time before they fall." Yang Cheng said bluntly: "So now is a good time to make a new choice. ah."

"As far as I know, the Feng clique has not publicly expressed its opposition to the Zhou Dynasty, and the Lu clique has also been very close to the World War II zone in the past two years." Deng Jun replied bluntly: "Why do I think this situation is 50/50? ?”

"hehe."

Yang Cheng smiled: "Those are all appearances. I don't know what is going on with the Lu family, but the Feng family...should support Commander He. Songjiang has held several major positions in recent years, as well as the military general's influence on the Feng family officers. The promotions are obvious to all, and if they don’t express their opposition now, it’s just because the time is not right.”

Deng Jun was silent.

"Stationmaster Deng, I can't promise you anything else, but as long as your position changes and the matter is over, you will at least be the deputy director of the Military Supervision Bureau and concurrently the director of Fengbei Station." Yang Cheng said honestly.

Deng Jun was a little surprised when he heard this. Because Station Chief Changji and Station Chief Fengbei may sound like they are at the same level, but their actual powers are very different. This is similar to the difference between the mayor of a municipality directly under the Central Government and the mayor of a second-tier city.

"What do you think?" Yang Cheng looked at him and asked.

Deng Jun thought for a long time, then slowly picked up the cup of tea and said: "Director Yang, the current situation is so complicated. People like us must walk on thin ice every step we take, otherwise we may lose our wealth and life."

Yang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.

"After you entered the Military Supervision Bureau, no one is willing to betray you secretly, right?" Deng Jun asked.

Yang Cheng still didn't answer.

"Why? Because no one wants to be the one who stands out," Deng Jun took a sip of tea and said softly, "Me neither."

"I understand." Yang Cheng replied.

"I can provide you with some internal information from the Military Supervision Bureau, including Songjiang Ma Laoer." Deng Jun intervened and said, "But you have to keep it a secret. This matter will be known to you and me. When the situation in the Military Supervision Bureau becomes clear, , at the critical moment, I will jump out to fight against Wu and fire the first shot for you."

When Yang Cheng heard this, he was overjoyed: "Stationmaster Deng is so wise!"

"If it's a compliment, let's not talk about it." Deng Jun looked at him and said with a smile: "I want to see Director Zhang tomorrow."

Yang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "No problem, we can arrange it in Fengbei."

"No, I won't go to Fengbei." Deng Jun waved his hand: "There are many people there, so we will meet here."

"Okay, I'll contact you." Yang Cheng nodded again.

"Okay." Deng Jun nodded.

…

The day after Yang Cheng and Deng Jun finished talking, Zhang Jiang secretly came to Changji and met with Deng Jun for nearly two hours. During the conversation, both parties reached a consensus.

That night, Deng Jun ordered the director of the Confidential Office of Changji Station to provide Yang Cheng with a large amount of internal intelligence from the Military Supervision Bureau.

As a result, a series of bloody incidents in the ninth district officially began.

…

after one day.

In the Fengbei apartment building, Wu Di had just finished making a phone call and turned back to the living room when he saw Ye Lin in her pajamas, looking at him eagerly.

Wu Di was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Hug!" Ye Lin said, opening her arms.

"Haha, you have learned how to act like a spoiled child." Wu Di replied in surprise, reaching out and hugging Ye Lin.

Ye Lin hugged Wu Di, poked her chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "Husband, I...I'm pregnant."

Wu Di was stunned for a moment.

"The examination was just completed." Ye Lin added.

Wu Di came back to his senses, opened his mouth and kissed the other person's cheek twice: "...You have done a good job, baby!"

"Making meritorious service is nothing." Ye Lin looked at Wu Di tenderly: "...The situation in District 9 is so bad, maybe our child came at the wrong time."

"The situation is not good, and we can't cause trouble to you two." Wu Di touched Ye Lin's belly very happily: "You can go back to District 8 to raise the baby later. Your man will be here to carry it. Haha, I also have a baby. Got it!"