As an old rival, there was a complete set of construction drawings of the Secret Service. Liu Gui naturally knew the internal structure of the Secret Service, but on the surface he still pretended to be curious and looked around.

Seeing this, Gu Qi sneered: "Why, didn't Section Chief Liu see enough last time? Do you want to stay and take a closer look? Our Secret Service is not as big as your family, but we can provide enough food."

Liu Gui smiled awkwardly: "As I said just now, the conflict between you is just a business matter. When the case is over, I will set up a table at Dehe Tower to apologize to my brother. That's all right."

Gu Qi glanced at him again. This sentence seemed to have some profound meaning. He actually knew that the section chief and Oishi Masano had met at Dehe Tower. It seemed that the intelligence network in Jinling was very deep.

He had just given him a blow, and he immediately retaliated. This Liu Gui was even more difficult to deal with than Wang Aofu. Among those idiots, a powerful character finally emerged.

Gu Qi was thinking in his mind and was not polite: "Your brother has said so. Of course Gu will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, but there is one thing. If the wine runs out, I will go crazy."

"Hahahaha, you will definitely be satisfied."

Liu Gui laughed loudly. Gu Qi's ability to say such words proved that the Secret Service had no intention of taking action against him for the time being. As long as it could ease the relationship, it was just a banquet, which he could afford.

Gu Qi glanced at him. This person could grasp the rhythm of the conversation very well. He was probably a good interrogator. Even in the department, few people could match his level. So be careful.

The two walked into the detention center with a group of spies. Now the people detained inside were Oishi Masano and his men. The former spies were either killed or sent to Laohuqiao to work as coolies.

The cases between the East Asia Club and Renxin Hospital are not over, so the interrogation work is naturally not over. As soon as he entered the detention center, Liu Gui heard countless screams, the howling of ghosts and wolves was very scary.

Of course, this little movement didn't scare him. After working in intelligence for so many years, he had seen too many lives and deaths. He himself was a master of torture. Hearing these sounds made him feel nostalgic.

Liu Gui lamented: "Brother, when I was working down there, I met a lot of underground gangs. Those people are really tough. Once I broke a whip, but the woman didn't say a word.

Now that I have arrived in Jinling from the local area, it is not my turn to do these heavy tasks. When I encounter interrogations, my subordinates rush to do it, and I can only stand aside and watch the fun, feeling very itchy."

Gu Qi just thought he was showing off and said sarcastically: "If Chief Liu's hands are itchy, I will leave the interrogation work of the Japanese spy to you later. Gu just happened to have a look at the interrogation methods of Section 1, how about it?"

Liu Gui's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Deputy Chief Gu. You're welcome, brother. People say that the interrogation efficiency of the Secret Service is quite high. This time we can learn from each other. This is a good thing."

Gu Qi narrowed his eyes. His original intention was to make a sarcastic comment, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually climb up the ladder. This person is a bit difficult to deal with. He is smart and bold, has vicious hands and a dark heart, and is even thicker-skinned.

As Mr. Du Zun wrote, there are three levels of thick skin, thick as a city wall, thick and hard, and thick and invisible. There are also three levels of black heart, black as the bottom of a pot, black and bright, and black and colorless.

According to Mr. Du Zun, those who were heroes in ancient times were just thick-faced and dark-hearted. But what we see today is that Liu Gui is at least as thick-faced as a city wall and as dark-hearted as the bottom of a pot.

He is a person who does big things. Gu Qi made a judgment and became cautious in his words, not letting the other party seize the opportunity. No matter what Liu Gui said, he would just grunt and deal with it.

Walking to the deepest part of the detention center, Gu Qi pointed to a cell and said, "That's Oishi Masano's cell inside. As usual, you will be searched. Chief Liu, please don't mind. That's the rule."

Liu Gui raised his hands with a smile, not caring about being searched at all. It would be dangerous to carry weapons in the territory of his enemy. For example, Coach Lin accidentally broke into the White Tiger Hall. He would not be so stupid.

Gu Qi searched Liu Gui carefully, but couldn't find even a match. He was really a slippery guy. He stood up and looked at the other person, motioning for the other person to turn around. He wanted to check in detail.

Liu Gui nodded, turned around obediently, and waited for the other party to search. They were all old men, and they would not lose a piece of flesh if they were touched. Unfortunately, he did not wait for the search, but instead found a sack.

Not long after he turned around, several people rushed out of the cell next to him and put a sack on Liu Gui's head. Then a group of people swarmed up and beat and kicked Liu Gui, the man in the sack.

After a crackling beating, one of them waved his hand, and the attacker quickly ran away, leaving only an indifferent Gucci. He walked slowly to the beaten Liu Gui and gently helped him up.

He patted the dust on Liu Gui's body, destroyed the footprints, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, a few spy suspects just ran out, and they dared to attack Section Chief Liu. Don't worry, these people have been controlled. You

It's safe, Chief Liu."

Liu Gui suddenly pulled off the sack, revealing his fat face with a bruised nose and swollen face. He grabbed Gu Qi's collar and said with red eyes: "Gu, you are going too far. You are attacking a colleague. I will go to Director Chen to sue you."

, just wait for the punishment."

He really thought he was a fool. What kind of bullshit spy escaped. Let alone escape from such a heavily guarded place. Even the life and death of the prisoners were controlled by the Secret Service. Even children would not believe this excuse. It is indeed a punishment that will be punished.

Information Section.

Gu Qi tapped his hand: "Chief Liu, don't be so excited. There are several people here who saw it with their own eyes. Can I still lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask these Japanese spy suspects and see if they admit it."

Liu Gui's face turned ferocious, and he turned his head sharply. Several spies in the cell rushed to admit it.

"Hai! I did it!"

"Baga, what are you looking at?"

Liu Gui almost laughed angrily. How could the guy with broken legs hit him? Could he have crawled out and punched his knees? But what could he do on someone else's territory? He could only endure it.

He said with a dark face: "You are so cruel, I admit my defeat and please take me to see that Japanese spy."

Gu Qi pursed his lips and turned around and walked forward, but keeping a distance from Liu Gui to prevent this guy from going crazy and attacking suddenly. The two of them walked into an interrogation room one after another, which was full of spies.

Liu Gui's heart skipped a beat. He was sure that the person who had just attacked him was inside, because a person was dusting himself off, and if he recognized correctly, that person was Zuo Zhong.

The fact that an intelligence section chief beat someone up sounded a bit funny, but Liu Gui understood that the people at the bottom liked such happy bosses, and such bosses were also very prestigious.

Zuo Zhong patted the dust on his trouser legs and glared at Gui Youguang. He was the hardest hit when he started, and he almost kicked himself. It seemed that this guy really wanted to go to the Northeast.

After cleaning up his body, he raised his head and looked at Liu Gui behind Gu Qi. Well, he was not too old, but he looked like a human. It was just that his head was bruised and bloody, which ruined his image, but he asked for it.

Zuo Zhong rolled up his sleeves, sat down on the stool, and took out a cigarette. Next to him, Wu Chunyang quickly lit the lighter for him. Zuo Zhong took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke.

In the smoke, he spoke: "Are you Liu Gui? It is said that you were very rampant in our two offices that day. You said you were ordered to come here. Whose order was it? It couldn't be Xu Enzeng's order, right?"

When did he take charge of the Secret Service? Could it be that Director Xu has been promoted? No, he is really going to be promoted. According to his ethics, he cannot hold a big banquet and find dozens of dancing girls to accompany him."

"Hahaha."

The intelligence department agents laughed loudly when they heard this. Who among the officials in Jinling City didn't know Xu Enzeng? The tidbits about him could be compiled into a book, and it was as big as the Kangxi Dictionary.

Liu Gui felt that his throat was a little dry, and he felt that he had been hasty today. The other party did not follow the routine at all. Xu Enzeng was still the director no matter how good he was, but Zuo Zhong dared to arrange the commander like this.

The other party didn't even pay attention to Xu Enzeng, but as for him, a small section chief, he decided to convey the message as soon as possible and then retreat. As for the life and death of the Japanese spy, it had nothing to do with him.

Resisting the desire to run away, Liu Gui said with a smile on his face: "Chief Zuo, I was indeed assigned by Director Xu to come to the Second Division. The important witness you captured against the Japanese spy and accused the First Division, according to the rules, we have

The right to observe or investigate.”

"OK fine."

Liu Gui finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of regret on his face, and nodded: "Since Section Chief Zuo doesn't agree... Well? You agree?"

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Zuo Zhong said: "The rest is in (the author's words), right at the end of the article. If you change it during the day, the number of words will be the same, and there will be no extra deductions."

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I think from a biological point of view, life reads almost like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, and its own internal cycles of growth and decay.

It begins with innocent childhood, followed by a rough youth period, a rough attempt to adapt to a mature society, with the enthusiasm and ignorance, ideals and ambitions of youth;

Later, they reach an adult period with very intense activities, gain benefits from experience, and gain more experience from society and human nature;

In middle age, the tension is slightly relieved, the character becomes mature, like the ripeness of fruit or the ripeness of fine wine, and gradually adopts a more tolerant, cynical, and kind attitude toward life.

manner;

Later, when we age, the endocrine glands reduce their activity. If we have a true philosophical concept of old age and adjust our lifestyle according to this concept.

We should be able to experience the beauty of this rhythm of life, and we should be able to appreciate life's main themes, its conflicting melodies, and its final decisions like a grand symphony.
Chapter completed!