"Ta...ta...ta..."

Xu Enzeng and Shi Zhenmei stood side by side in the quiet corridor. Both sides were lined with armed agents. They guarded the door of each office and monitored every move in the room.

All staff at the Shanghai Station were told that no one was allowed to leave before the screening process was completed. This news made some people with strange thoughts feel restless.

When it comes to what is the best business in the world, some would say it is selling contraband, some would say it is a one-man business, and that may all be correct, but in this ten-mile foreign trade, intelligence is the most valuable thing.

The Japanese, the Red Russians, the British, the French, the Germans, and the Americans who came from behind. These big countries, as well as a mess of other small countries, all have intelligence units in Shanghai.

Some people are willing to spend money to buy a piece of reliable information, and the price is often one or more solid gold bars. People with a salary of dozens of dollars simply cannot resist this temptation.

"Haha." Xu Enzeng looked at the scene and couldn't help but sneer: "I want to see how many monsters and monsters I can find this time. If I don't care about it, my secret service headquarters will become a public toilet."

Shi Zhenmei showed a polite but awkward smile. It was impossible for him to be unaware of the little actions of his subordinates. It was just that one had to understand a golden rule in the official circles of the party and state, and it was rare for him to be confused.

Doctrine cannot fill one's stomach, nor can he afford the high rent in Shanghai, nor can he afford to go to a restaurant with a view of the river. If he is selfless, the transfer order from Jinling will arrive the next day.

It's hard to get angry...

Seeing that he was silent, Xu Enzeng's sneer gradually turned into ridicule, and he asked: "Where is the guy who surrendered? What is his name? Has he been searched? Be careful not to fall into a trap."

Ever since he was shot in Jiujiawei, Lao Xu has been very resistant to dealing with the underground party. He always felt that the other party was here to kill him. He suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, which is commonly known as cowardice.

For example, the person just now was inspected several times inside and out, even down to the valley road. After making sure that there were no hidden weapons on him, Director Xu Da agreed to meet him in person.

Shi Zhenmei knew what he meant and said quickly: "Don't worry, it has been carefully checked and there are no problems. This person's name is Gong Zizai, which is the same as the name on the party certificate. The authenticity is unknown.

I arranged him in the conference room and sent a few action experts to watch. According to my observation, the other party does not seem to be playing tricks. He has a standard traitor's face and asks what benefits he can get as soon as he comes."

"How many were sent?"

Xu Enzeng frowned, very dissatisfied with this rough statement. Three people are several people, and nine people are several people. How could a professional intelligence officer describe the situation so casually.

"Six people."

Shi Zhenmei, an old Chinese medicine doctor, failed to grasp the opponent's pulse this time. He didn't know why the director was angry again. He was more difficult to coax than the yellow-faced woman at home. He increasingly felt that the position of the webmaster was a hot potato.

Whoever wants to do it can do it.

Here Xu Enzeng continued to put on a bad face and stretched out two fat fingers to strengthen his tone: "It's not enough, let's bring in fourteen more people, make up twenty people. The underground party is cunning and cunning, and there are endless schemes.

Most of what you do in Shanghai is routine work, and you don't understand the pros and cons of it. I've had face-to-face encounters with them, so I have to be extremely vigilant against them, and I have to turn a blind eye when I sleep."

After boasting solemnly, he rubbed his back and said, "Let's go in after all the people have been mobilized. Just now when you were not here, the Propaganda Minister said something. The underground party has spies in the concession.

We must find these people. First, we must destroy the underground party's early warning system and intelligence network. Second, we must establish a good relationship with the concession authorities to facilitate future arrests. You can make arrangements first."

"yes."

Shi Zhenmei's forehead was throbbing with veins. He said something and left quickly. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to help but beat the other person. What is transactional work? Is arresting people at Shanghai Station based on words?

Behind him, Xu Enzeng narrowed his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that this guy was rebellious. It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to send him to the Northeast. I heard that the Secret Service often did this.

This method... is really good.

At this time, Lao Gong in the conference room was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He touched the leather sofa for a while, tried the high-end chairs for a while, and finally swallowed his saliva while looking at the high-end foreign wine in the wine cabinet.

As for why there is a wine cabinet here, it is normal for the officers to have a glass of water and wine when their mouths are dry and their mouths are dry after they have spoken about the leader's will and the character of the party and the country. No matter how hard it is, it is not a public servant.

"Bah, you are a corrupt official."

Lao Gong was drooling and secretly cursed, "The underground party was holding a meeting because they were afraid of being discovered without even hot water. Comparing the two facts, this person's desire to defect became even stronger."

After all, you are working for others, so why not sell it at a good price? If you can't eat well, wear well, sleep well, and live in fear every day, how can you feel comfortable here in the Fruit Party?

The more he thought about it, the hotter his heart became. He wished he could join the secret service headquarters right away. He would get his salary and uniform and be happy in it. There was no need to pin his head to the belt of his trousers like those red-headed men.

But having said that, the salary of the special agents is indeed good, but when it comes to professional skills, Lao Gong looks down upon him. How did he get the address of the Shanghai Station? It was not obtained by following the other party.

When people from the Secret Service Headquarters go out to work, all they need to do is put a sign that says I am a secret agent on their heads. They wear identical black Chinese tunic suits and black top hats. They speak and act in a squeaky manner, making it very easy to tell them apart.

After walking around the concession for half an hour, he found several targets and successfully followed him to the compound with the sign of Delong Electrical Materials Factory. During this period, these people didn't even look back. What a waste.

If it weren't for the mysterious agents of the Secret Service who couldn't find a way to join him, Lao Gong would have preferred to follow the legendary Director Dai. Who in this business would not know the name of this ace intelligence unit.

Secret Service Headquarters, let's do it.

Lao Gong was lying on the soft sofa, looking up at the exquisite ceiling, feeling a little depressed for some reason. Perhaps he was thinking of the night he joined the underground party and the oath he made.

People will always change.

It’s just that he doesn’t know that some people become more determined and purer through trials and tribulations. Time is not the reason for degeneration. This is the truth behind the so-called gold rush.

Suddenly, the door opened.

A large number of big-bodied spies walked in, and the rather small conference room suddenly became a little crowded. Then Xu Enzeng and Shi Zhenmei walked in slowly, quite like a big shot.

"Mr. Gong, this is Director Xu of our special agent headquarters. I heard that you were able to repent and turn yourself in. Director Xu was very happy and decided to meet you in person. You must seize this opportunity."

Shi Zhenmei stood aside, raising his hand towards Xu Enzeng, who had a stern look on his face. The key to persuading surrender and instigating rebellion was to establish authority or provide sufficient bargaining chips. The appearance of a division chief was enough to show the sincerity of the Guo Party.

"Gong Zizai has met the respected Director Xu and Station Master Shi." Old Gong's face showed an excited expression as he stood up hurriedly and bowed: "I came here this time to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side."

"Abandon darkness and embrace light?"

Xu Enzeng seemed to have heard something interesting, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Gong, everyone can say empty words, how can you prove that you are useful to us.

To tell you the truth, a large number of underground party members surrender every day, and their status and official positions are much higher than yours, but there are only so many benefits, and there is so much food for everyone, so please understand Xu's difficulties."

He started to take things seriously now, bragging that he didn't even believe it. If there were so many people cooperating with the secret service headquarters, even a small alarm officer wouldn't appear in this place.

Lao Gong showed no fear in the face of doubts. He straightened his back and said proudly: "I don't know if the entire Shanghai Central Bureau is enough. I have a way to find out all the top leaders of the other party. I mean all of them."

The entire Shanghai Central Bureau.

This condition would have been put in place before, and even Xu Enzeng would have ignored it. Relying on the White Blood Cell Project, most members of the Shanghai Central Bureau were under their supervision, but now the situation is different.

Luoma was making an emergency arrest. If they caught someone, it would be fine. If not, the person named Gong would be valuable. Xu Enzeng rolled his eyes and his expression instantly softened. He laughed and extended his hand.

"Hello Mr. Gong, welcome. Please rest assured. As long as you really change your ways, I guarantee you a bright future. If you want to join politics, you will start as a section chief, and if you join the army, you will have at least the rank of major."

Lao Gong's eyes lit up. Not to mention anything else, the salary and military pay of the section chief and major were quite a lot. If all kinds of oil and wealth were included, it would be like a life of gods. He immediately spoke without any worries.

"Thank you, Director Xu. Gong is responsible for the liaison between the concession intelligence network and his superiors. He has met the rebel leader many times. According to my speculation, he has entered a dormant state.

The reason is that someone leaked your arrest operation. According to the disciplinary requirements there, once this happens, personnel will definitely be temporarily evacuated and the agency will stop operating.

The way I came up with it was that I would report false information to my superiors, and they would meet with me for verification. At that time, Director Xu could take the opportunity to arrest the people and follow the clues to catch them all."

"good."

Xu Enzeng clapped softly and said calmly: "Mr. Gong, please sit down and let us discuss it carefully. We must draw out the traitors from the Shanghai Central Bureau and wipe them out."

"yes."

Lao Gong stood at attention with his feet together and replied respectfully, which made Xu Enzeng and Shi Zhenmei smile. This man is indeed smart and knows everything about the scene without a teacher. He is a good seedling.

While the three men were conspiring together, on the roof of a small building opposite the Shanghai Station, the young man who had met Yu Hua and Lao Gong earlier put down his binoculars, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Damn traitor."

He uttered two words coldly and left the place quietly. Now that he had grasped the fact that that bastard was a collaborator, some matters should be dealt with sooner rather than later. Every minute of delay would put the organization in greater danger.

Chapter 534: A good seedling

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