"Smodang Newspaper" Baocheng Branch Courtyard.

Several middle-aged people, who looked like literati, walked into the yard from outside and came down to a venue to take a seat under the guidance of the staff. At this time, the room was full of people.

I saw a banner hanging above the podium with the words "Zhucheng Newspaper Federation" written on it, and a fat man with a 28-type development type was talking.

"The ideology of our party is the ideology that all the people demand, the policy of our party is the only policy of saving the country, and the ideology of our party is the political party of all the people of China.

Each newspaper must take partyism and policies as the highest criterion, use the three people (dividing)ism as the only ideological control tool, and serve as the standard for judging whether the thoughts and speeches of other political parties and the people are correct;

In terms of speech, we should explain the Party’s program and policies, and analyze various practical issues with consistent psychotherapy; in terms of news, we should use the implementation to promote our Party’s ideology and policies;

The supplement should try its best to use theoretical, factual and artistic methods to promote partyism and policies, and to eliminate and correct all anti-(separation) movements and fallacies and their policies;

In terms of propaganda discipline, all newspapers must absolutely stand on the standpoint of their party and must not violate their party's ideology, policies, charters, declarations and resolutions;

Fully obey the orders of the Party Departments at all levels and shall not be used by one person or a faction. For documents sent by Party Departments and governments at all levels to be published, the newspaper must publish them first and shall not delay or refuse;

Any secret incidents involved will never be published. If these disciplines are violated, they will be warned separately, and the person in charge will be removed until the editorial department is reorganized, or transferred to the police station for punishment!”

Boom ~

Hearing this person's words, many newspaper leaders in the audience were in an uproar. If the other party said, would the newspaper still be a newspaper? Just use it as a melody of the Fruit Party.

So someone immediately stood up and pointed at the fat man and cursed: "Wu Xiaoyi, you are also a reporter. How can you say such words? It's simply outrageous.

If you want to be someone's slave, don't take me back. Do such shameless things, I'm afraid that I will have no face to see my ancestors and ancestors in a hundred years. Let's go."

After saying that, the speaker spat on the ground, turned around and walked out. More than a dozen angry newspaper heads followed, and the venue was instantly spaced.

"Bang!"

Just as they walked to the gate, the fat man named Wu Xiaoyi slapped the table with a gloomy face, and several black skins in police (separation) suits jumped out of the door, pointing guns at the exit personnel.

"Hmph, if you don't eat toast, don't say I didn't warn you, newspapers that do not accept orders from the Party, newspaper boys are not allowed to go out to the streets, and there is a shortage of supplies during the war, so don't even think about getting paper again."

Wu Xiaoyi stood up and stared at the participants with his hips: "In addition, according to the Wartime News (Separation) Regulation, the original newspaper manuscripts must be submitted for review before they can be published. This matter cannot be discussed.

And these anti-(separation) activists who are unwilling to be managed and hidden among us will receive the punishment they deserve. Those who come will take them all for interrogation."

With his orders, the police rushed up and tied the opponents together with ropes to take them away. This scene did not scare the people present, but instead aroused everyone's anger.

It is true that there are many greedy people among the journalists of the Republic of China who are afraid of death, but they are never short of people with character, especially in the current era when the nation is in danger.

They inherited the passionate and madman style of the scholars of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, truthfully reported the news facts, expose social reality in an incisive way, and bravely fought against evil forces, treating slander as casualties, and killing them without hesitation.

For example, Huang Yuansheng, Shao Piaoping, Lin Baishui, Shi Liangcai, Zhang Jiluan, and Xu Zhucheng, these types of journalists actively enter the world, regarding the news as separate (separation) from life, running for the people's livelihood, and not surrender despite the disaster, and without regret even if they fail.

One, two, three, the reporters stood up one by one, walked silently to the police officers to block their way, in order to express their attitude of advancing and retreating together.

"Reverse! Reverse! Arrest them."

Seeing this, Wu Xiao was so loyal that he jumped and scolded loudly, his heart full of fear. If the task assigned by Shangfeng could not be completed, he would have to be unlucky.

After the official release of Xiadang's "New Watson News" has increased its importance to news propaganda a lot, and these guys must be obedient.

On the one hand, he was his own wealth and life, and on the other hand, he made a decision quickly and wanted to order the police to force the reporters to disperse.

"Boll it, beat me to death."

"No movement is allowed, the secret service will be done, and anyone who moves will be killed!"

Before Wu Xiaoyi could finish his words, the gate of the "Sweeping News" was kicked open, and a group of men in black rushed into the yard, issued a warning, and began to control the scene.

However, the police were moving faster. When they heard the words "Secret Service" and immediately threw the gun aside, squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, and moved extremely skillfully.

Wu Xiaoyi, who was pressed against the forehead by the gun, was stunned. He didn't know what was going on. Of course, he had heard of the name of the secret service, but why did the other party come here.

The next second, he raised his hands and said tremblingly: "Sir, I misunderstood. My brother is the president of the Baocheng Branch of the "Sweeping Newspaper". They are all their own people, their own people."

"President Wu is such a great official power. Gu doesn't dare to compare with you." At this time, Gu Qi Shiran walked in from outside the door and snorted coldly and said lightly.

Looking at Wu Xiaoyi who was full of ugly appearance, he wanted to shoot this bastard to death. Even if this person wrote that terrible article, he would not be in a dilemma.

Thinking of this, he slowly walked to the other party and was silent for two seconds and smiled: "Let me introduce you, Gu Qi, the head of the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service. I came here today to ask President Wu to go back to learn some issues, please."

"No, no, I won't leave."

Wu Xiaoyi's calf became weak. If it weren't for the little spy, he would have almost collapsed to the ground. As a reporter, he had a very well-informed knowledge and knew that no one could come out of the spy alive.

When the National Palace retreated from Jinling, this terrifying demon cave shot hundreds of people at once. This matter had spread long ago. If he went there, there would be no way out.

Whether it is the benefits collected by Pingshishi or privately helping some officials to build momentum in newspapers, any of these two things that the other party knows will not escape death.

But Guqi did not give him a chance to explain, and waved his hand to the little spy to drag him to the car outside. Before leaving, he glanced at the police and reporters watching, and said a few coldly.

"Everyone, what does our secret service do? I think you should understand very well that you would have to follow us today to prevent the news from leaking.

Considering that everyone is busy, our Deputy Director Zuo said that we would only punish the evil people. Forget this time, you can leave here later.

Remember to keep your mouth in mind. As long as what happened today is spread, one of the people present will count on each one, and everyone will go to accompany the one named Wu. Do you understand?"

Then he reminded his subordinates: "Check the person, register their identity, take a picture into the file, and check the details by the way. Don't miss your family and relatives, go."

When the reporters heard that he only killed the evil people, they swallowed their saliva, and they all made a living by writing. Everyone knew very well that the word "slaughter" had two meanings: one was to blame and the other was to kill.

The secret service mobilized many troops, so it was not to capture Wu Xiaoyi and scold him, so the answer was obvious. President Wu, who had just shown his power, probably won't live for a few days.

This is really great!

Wu Xiaoyi relied on the post of the branch president of the Modification Newspaper to target newspapers everywhere. This time he also used chicken feathers as a command arrow, hoping to crack down on newspapers that strictly adhere to news neutrality.

The evil people still need to be punished by the evil people, so the secret service and the dog named Wu were asked to bite the dog. No matter what the final result was, it was a good thing for them. The reporters looked at each other and smiled.

Besides, Wu Xiaoyi kept calling for injustice after being taken into the car. Gu Qi was upset and asked someone to take off his socks and stuff them into the other person's mouth. Only then did the car return to quietness.

After more than ten minutes, the convoy quickly drove into the secret service office on Pingyue Road. After stopping, the small secret service drove directly to the interrogation room on the basement floor.

As a result, as soon as he entered, he saw the torture instruments all over the wall, Wu Xiaoyi said, "I dare not hide it at all if I collect money and delete articles, or make up news to attack my opponents."

Zuo Chong, who was outside the interrogation room, was shocked. What a guy, the surname Wu, he had something to do with it. He pointed to a deer (divided) as a horse. He was able to make a difference.

If such a person is placed in later generations, he can get a title like a famous expert. Unfortunately, it is a war period, and the one who holds a gun is the real person who makes the decision.

He raised his hand and pushed open the iron door of the interrogation room. Zuo Chong walked into the room, nodded at Guqi, then sat down and yawned, not preparing to intervene in the interrogation.

The Japanese spy honestly told the secret service that he was just right to deal with a reporter. Just as he was thinking, Guqi started to question him.

"Wu Xiaoyi, I won't say much else. I will only ask you one thing, who asked you to post that article that provoked the relationship between the Red Russia and the State Government."

Guqi stood next to the brazier, picked up the red tongs and looked at the other party, and put them in a bucket full of pepper water. The tongs and white smoke rose from the sting.

Wu Xiaoyi shivered when he heard the sound and stammered: "I said, someone gave me two little yellow croakers and asked me to write an article attacking the Red Russians and post it in the newspaper.

But I really don’t know him. The other party suddenly came to my house and said it was an introduction by a friend. I was visiting the little yellow croaker at that time, so I didn’t ask too much.”

As he was talking, Wu Xiaoyi's tears came down. If he knew about this, he would have attracted the secret service. Not to mention two, even twenty or two hundred. Well, maybe he would agree.

On the other hand, Gu Qi was not too surprised. Since he dared to kiss him, he must have made complete preparations and asked Wu Xiaoyi to describe the other party's appearance.

"Tell me, what does the person who asked you to post the article look like? I warn you not to talk nonsense. If you can't find someone and destroy the diplomatic relations between the two countries, you will have to bear the responsibility of taking it alone."

Wu Xiaoyi was so scared that his face turned pale and immediately began to recall that a small spy who was good at sketching was listening and drawing, and the pencil in his hand quickly stroked according to his description.

A long time later, Guqi came to Zuo Chong with a piece of white paper. Looking at the uncharacteristic face on the paper, Zuo Chong frowned and touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!