"Cicada~Cicada~"

The next morning, in the police department of the Ministry of Interior, Xing Hanliang sat behind his desk and supported his chin. He turned his head to look at the cicadas outside the window and kept screaming, and his eyes gradually became empty.

Officer Ning, who was standing by, couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the little brother. Since last winter, this person has become a person, no longer as lively and cheerful as before.

He also understood the specific reason, it was simply because the man named Ban Jun, Xing Hanliang, Ban Jun and the Section Chief Zuo, oh, no, it was Deputy Director Zuo and a classmate.

This was originally a beautiful story. Three good friends developed together and supported each other. In decades, they might all become important figures, but unfortunately things are impermanent.

Ban Jun turned out to be an underground party. Even he was shocked when the news came, let alone Xing Hanliang. Ban Jun had met him, a middle-aged man who looked honest and kind.

Who would have thought that such a person would dare to rob prisoners and kill dozens of agents at the headquarters. When Jiujiawei was cleaning up the scene, he went there, and the bodies were just pulled several trucks.

Xing Hanliang was lucky. If it weren't for the relationship between Deputy Director Zuo, the fact that he had a close relationship with the underground party would be enough to drink a pot of this kid. Don't think it would be safe if he was a policeman.

People's hearts are like iron, and official laws are like furnaces.

When it comes to ideology, the struggle for faith has always been to the death. As long as it is touched, it is equivalent to one foot entering the gate of hell. If you say it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter? No one will believe it.

Officer Ning sighed and prepared to pull Xing Hanliang out to relax. Anyway, the police department had nothing serious to do except uploading and posting messy official documents.

At this moment, he saw Deputy Director Zuo who had not seen for a long time walk in with a smile. The other party nodded to him and gestured to silence, and quietly walked towards Xing Hanliang.

"Hello, Chief Xing."

Zuo Chong pressed his footsteps to the window, patted Xing Hanliang on the shoulder, and greeted the old classmate with a smile. Unexpectedly, Old Xing slowly turned his head and rolled his eyes.

"Director Zuo Da, do you know that the windows can reflect? I saw it as soon as you entered the door. Tell me, He Gui is doing something when I come to the police department today, do you have any official duties?"

Zuo Chong wiped the sweat from his head and sat on the stool, picked up the tea on the table and poured it into his mouth. He took two sips and vomited it out, commenting without hesitation.

"What a tea? Looking back, I'll give you some of the rain this year. What you said is wrong. I can't come to see you yet. Do you have to have official duties to come?

What's going on? I heard you are depressed, it shouldn't be. In my memory, you have always been drunk today. Is it because the girl from Jinling is no longer moist or her body is not good?"

"Bah, I'm three times a night..."

Xing Hanliang jumped up immediately, and said halfway through his rebuttal, realizing that this was the office, he quickly sat back, and took out a cigarette and gave it to Officers Zuo Chong and Ning.

After dissipating, he pinched the empty cigarette box and said calmly: "I have no depression, I just think of Ban Jun. I don't know where I am now and whether there is any danger.

I don't understand why the old class is not waiting for a good customs office and insists on going to the mountain valley to be a rebel. You, the deputy director of the secret service, won't even care about this matter."

"Deputy Director Zuo, Lao Xing, you guys talk, I'll leave first if I have something to do." Officer Ning, who was next table, heard the conversation between the two and quickly stood up and said goodbye. Such things cannot be mixed.

It doesn’t matter if an old friend talks about things that are taboos. It’s easy to cause trouble if you are an outsider here. Who doesn’t know how good the police system is, it’s better to leave early.

"Officer Ning, wait."

Seeing this, Zuo Chong pressed his hand at the other party, looked at Xing Hanliang and said seriously: "I gave him a chance to turn around when the fire exchange that day, but unfortunately he did not accept my kindness.

The steel knife belongs to the steel knife, and the brothers belong to the brothers. The old man is an underground party and is also my brother Zuo Chong. Although I don’t understand why he did this, I respect his choice.

This is a great era. Countless people strive for their ideals, with different paths and the same purpose, all for the rejuvenation of the country. You and I can only go with the flow in it.

We can't control political things, nor do we have to manage them. We can only expect that one day we can drink and talk again, and complaining about ourselves will not solve any problems."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and hesitated for a while and put it back. He thought to himself that there must be many people who distributed supplies in the police department. This is not a tea leaf, even Gao Mo is not considered a good thing.

Niang Xipi, a bunch of insects.

I turned around and asked Wu Chunyang's political intelligence department to check it out, and I just made a seat and became the deputy director. There were some things that should be planned, so I couldn't arrange them until the end.

Xing Hanliang said nothing else. He saw Zuo Chong's style and snorted coldly, took out a small metal box from the drawer, got up, poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"I'll give it to you, this is given by my uncle. It's no worse than before the rain. You can drink white water when you were in school. Why did you become the deputy director? Even your mouth becomes so picky.

I see, letting you go to the secret service office is useless. Director Dai should let you be the director of the general service office. In this way, the statistics bureau will definitely not have any problems with what you drink or eat.”

He teased him, Xing Hanliang sat back on his seat and looked around, lowered his voice and asked: "I know you must have something to do if you come. Tell me, do you want to do something?"

He said while making a cut-down move, which made Officer Ning restless. He was not right to leave, nor did he not leave. He regretted why he didn't leave early, and he was in trouble.

"Huh, good tea."

Zuo Chong took a sip of the heat, then glanced at Xing Hanliang: "I'm not bragging to you, if I become the Director of General Affairs, I can earn a villa in the concession for a year.

And what are your actions? If you want to kill someone, you don’t need to take action. Some of the deputy directors are experts in action, killing people like numb and bloodthirsty, and they are very cruel.

This time I came to you to find you, there is something else that needs help from you and Officer Ning. It is difficult for our secret service staff to deal with. We must find outsiders. Are you two okay today?”

"It's okay, I'm very idle."

Officers Xing Hanliang and Officers Ning replied with a smile, there are only two things to do when working in the police station, one is to be dazed and the other is to have a meeting. Sometimes the salary is a bit guilty.

"Okay, two civilian license plate cars were parked downstairs, with weapons, camouflage supplies and a few spare license plates on it. Please help me keep a close eye on the target in this envelope."

Zuo Chong threw two keys and an envelope on the table, his expression was very serious: "Note that the other party is a professional intelligence officer, so be careful of safety. You can shoot in an emergency."

Officers Xing Hanliang and Officer Ning curled their smiles when they heard this. They had received follow-up training, but they were far inferior to the agents, and had never performed similar tasks, and had no experience at all.

It’s another story about danger. If Zuo Chong’s affairs are delayed, it will be bad. Which of the cases handled by the Secret Service is not connected to heaven? Will it be inappropriate to do so?

"Zuo Chong, it's not that I'm timid. It's okay to ask the two of us to keep an eye on an ordinary person. I'm afraid that you intelligence personnel are not capable of watching you." Xing Hanliang thought for a while and said.

Officer Ning also nodded and said seriously: "The work methods of the police and your department are different. The police are not afraid of being discovered by following the suspect. At worst, they can arrest people and don't have to worry about being exposed."

"Haha, just be sure you understand."

Zuo Chong waved his hand and explained: "This time the goal is quite special. There should be no anti-stalking actions during the operation. Officers Xing and Ning, who just follow him from afar, don't have to stick to him.

As long as you confirm the goal, the action can be over. You don’t have to worry about the rest of the matter, let alone inquire about the other party’s information. There may be hidden whistles around you."

So that's it.

Now Xing Hanliang and the others were relieved. Long-distance tracking was not too difficult. If there was a situation, there was enough time and space to react, and the possibility of a problem was very small.

After the three of them discussed in a low voice, Zuo Chong left quietly, just like when he was here. After leaving the Ministry of Interior, he looked at his watch and asked the driver to rush back to Honggong Temple immediately.

The car drove along the highway and soon drove into the secret service compound. Before the car could stop, he got out alone and opened the door for him with a smile.

"Deputy Director, please."

"Oh, it's Director Li."

Zuo Chong looked at Li Qiwu who nodded and bowed, greeted him with a smile, walked out of the car and walked directly into the office building, not ready to pay attention to the other party.

As the deputy director in charge of comprehensive work, he can give him a good look to the chief secretary or not. His military rank and qualifications give him the confidence to do so.

Seeing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Li Qiwu's eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and rushed over quickly. Then he bent down slightly and respectfully asked Zuo Chong for decoration.

"Deputy Director, I have already approved the official documents for renovating the office building. I heard from the General Office that they handed them over to Secretary He. Can you please take time to take a look? This is very urgent."

"What's the hurry? The office building is not yet at the point of collapse. Director Li, every penny we use is civilian paste. You must be very careful when using it."

Zuo Chong cleared his throat and made a high-profile look. This sarcastic look made Li Qiwu angry. What a nonsense, the people who were surnamed Zuo were polite to use public funds?

But considering that the person was under the eaves, he was still smiling with him. Zuo Chong felt that the heat was almost the same, and he had to look at the owner when he beat the dog, so he stared at Li Qiwu with a smile.

"Besides, if the bureau chief hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about this. Doing things in the agency is not like when you are chasing outside, you must always abide by a rule.

That is to abide by the rules and rules, otherwise it will be easy to offend people. Well, I will deal with your official document as soon as possible. There will be a celebration banquet tonight, and I will talk about it tomorrow if there is anything."

"Yes, yes, humble knows."

Li Qiwu was just new to intelligence work, and was not the old spy who was not indifferent to his emotions in the future. When he heard Zuo Chong agree to the application, he was so happy that he smiled.

He reached out to lead the way forward, sent Zuo Chong to the office, then ran back to his house and asked for a phone call to inform the other side of the good news.

"Yes, I have agreed. You can come here later. Work will start today. Let me tell you that the money I promised me cannot be reduced, and no one dares to owe the secret service money."
Chapter completed!