In the night, a car closed its headlights and relied on the hazy moonlight to pass through the undulating mountain city area, and finally stopped in front of Renxin Hospital.

Seeing this, several guards at the door looked alert and silently loaded the submachine guns in their hands, clamped them up one left and one right, asking about the purpose of the visitor.

A man in the driver's seat rolled down the window and handed out the ID and said something. The guard compared the ID, checked the items in the car again, made a phone call, and then pushed open the wooden fence and let it go.

The car started slowly and drove along Yanghui Road to the main courtyard area. After the car stopped, three ingenious young men walked into the building.

In the hall, Ling Sanping, Wu Jingzhong and several armed spies were already waiting here in the wheelchairs, and the unconscious Mark was lying on the wheelchair.

"Director Ling, Deputy Director Wu, I am the Central Commission for Discipline..."

"Okay, there's no need to say what your name is. Just bring the documents you received."

One of the people who came was about to introduce himself, but was interrupted by Wu Jingzhong. He was not interested in talking nonsense with the other party, so it was the main thing to send the person away as soon as possible.

Mark came from White Mansion. The place is now sensitive. If you can, you won’t touch it. Otherwise, if something happens, they will also be affected.

When the Central Commission for Discipline Agency heard Wu Jingzhong say this, he laughed dryly and handed over a document to bring someone up, which was covered with a bright red Central Commission for Discipline Agency seal.

Things like official documents are useless most of the time, but sometimes they are very critical.

For example, in this situation, if the Central Commission for Discipline wants to take the person away, it must issue a formal document to the Military Commission to clarify responsibilities when problems arise.

Wu Jingzhong finished reading the document word by word, confirming that Zhongtong did not play the text game, took another document from his subordinates, and threw it to the visitor and said coldly.

"Sign up, and then get out of here. I'll remind you again. It has nothing to do with our Military Control Commission after leaving the hospital gate."

To scold the Central Commission for Discipline, this is the correct political rule in the Military Commission. Wu Jingzhong, an old man, naturally would not give the Central Commission for Discipline agents a good face.

Ling Sanping's attitude was much better. He carefully reported the medication situation, handed over the medical record and examination report, and gently told the person to come that Mark had given a sedative injection and might not wake up until tomorrow morning, so that the other party would not have to worry.

As for the reason for the injection of sedatives, he said a lot of medical terms. The people present were dizzy and nodded repeatedly, as if they understood.

People from the Central Committee were very sensible. They signed their names on the documents and pushed their wheelchair toward the car. The handover procedure was over.

Seeing the Central Commission for Discipline Spy put Mak into the car and drove away quickly, Ling Sanping tilted his head and looked at Wu Jingzhong and made a suggestion.

"Old Wu, why don't you send someone to follow me? If something happens to the other party on the road, you will have to sue again."

Wu Jingzhong shook his head and said indifferently: "Mr. Wu just said that they left the hospital gate, and anything happened has nothing to do with us.

I wish someone would rush them all. I heard that the chefs of the Central Government are good at craftsmanship, so we can still play tooth sacrificial sacrifices, let's go."

After saying that, Wu Jingzhong shook his head and took the people away. Zhongtong was still in charge of his affairs. It was better to have less than more things.

Ling Sanping smiled slightly at his answer, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and followed.

On the road.

The Central Bureau spy in the back row of the sedan looked down at Mark leaning against his shoulder, with a look of disgust on his face, and raised his hand to flick the other party's head aside.

No one in the entire Central Government looked down on this guy. As soon as this man turned over, he sent someone who had offended him before to the enemy-occupied area.

It takes human life for a small matter. Such a petty and vengeful revenge is rare even in the central government of villains everywhere.

"Pooh!"

Thinking of this, the Central Commission for Discipline spitted on Mark, perhaps feeling unsatisfied, and then gave the other party two mouths, making a loud bang.

The spies in the driver's seat and the co-pilot heard the sound and looked back. After looking at each other, they smiled and turned to look at the road. They were immediately dazzled by a light.

"Bad! Who dares to turn on the lights at night and isn't afraid of violating the air defense control regulations?"

The driver cursed in his heart, and leaned against the road with his hands, but was surprised to find that the headlights were getting closer and closer.........

Southeast direction of the Republic of China.

Haojiang.

Outside the top floor suite of a high-end Portuguese hotel, Wu Chunyang, dressed as a waiter, knocked on the door. After getting permission, he pushed the door open and closed the door with his backhand.

"Director Wu, how about it? Did the Japanese really record or take photos?"

As soon as he entered the door, Minister Song, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and asked anxiously.

"Yes, Minister Song, during the day, when you negotiated with the Japanese, the other party installed a wiretap machine under the negotiation table, and someone in the negotiating representatives carried a spy camera."

Wu Chunyang nodded silently and reported his investigation results today.

Now this hotel has been booked by the State Government and has been inspected. There is no need to worry about being eavesdropped, you can speak with confidence.

Minister Song fell back to the sofa when he heard this, and his face became very ugly.

Negotiations, no, to be precise, once the peace is out, he is afraid that he will be scolded by the Republic of China.

What’s more serious is that being scolded is just a small problem, and the attacks of the government’s internal political enemies and someone’s blame are a big problem.

He could not learn from Gao Chongwu and Tao Xisheng, and defected to someone else to announce the secret agreement. The Song family's roots were in the government.

After a while of silence, Minister Song slowly raised his head, forced out a few smiles to signal Wu Chunyang to sit down, and then asked tiredly.

"Director Wu, in your opinion, what should we do now? Song will definitely cooperate."

Cooperate?

What have you done long ago?

Wu Chunyang was also angry. He received an order to lead the team to Haojiang. He had no idea what the mission was in advance, and he thought it was a normal intelligence reconnaissance.

When I arrived at the local area, I realized that Shangfeng asked him to protect Minister Song who had negotiated with the Japanese, and at the same time ensured that the news of the negotiations was not leaked.

Although the soldiers took obeying orders as their duty, this dog's mission still made him feel like he was a traitor, and he wanted to give up and leave on the spot.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But this is just thinking about it. If he really wants to do this, he probably won’t see the sun the next day, so he had to pinch his nose and take on the errand.

In order to prevent the Japanese from realizing it, the Military Control Commission did not directly follow Minister Song to participate in the negotiations, but instead carried out secret protection and observation on the side, so the conversation just now came.

After considering for a moment, Wu Chunyang passed the situation that was found in his mind, took a look at the power at hand, and slowly spoke.

"Minister Song, Bei Zhi believes that the most important thing at the moment is to mobilize the Japanese. Can you notify the other party? The third meeting was held in Hanoi."

"Mobilize? Hanoi?"

Minister Song was a little confused. He was good at the manager and foreigner. He was a layman in intelligence operations and did not understand why peace talks were held so far away.

Seeing his expression, Wu Chunyang realized that the other party was not the Military Control Commission, and probably couldn't understand what he said, so he explained patiently.

"According to our investigation, in order to cover up, the Japanese peace talks representatives and intelligence personnel also operate separately, which gives us the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

You may not know much about the intelligence line. The more you pass critical items like photos and recordings, the higher the risk of exposure and leakage.

If I guess correctly, the Japanese would not send these things back to the local area every time the negotiations ended, which means they were still in the hands of Japanese intelligence personnel.

Only by letting the Japanese move can low-ranking people take the opportunity to take action and take back the relevant evidence, so as not to threaten the government and you."

"Bang!"

Minister Song slapped his thigh, and Wu Chunyang explained clearly. He immediately understood the intention of doing so and continued to follow Wu Chunyang's words.

"As soon as the Japanese negotiator moves, the other party's intelligence personnel will inevitably move. They will definitely leave separately and will bring photos and record them.

Haojiang is another small place, and the other party’s whereabouts are very easy to confirm. Chunyang, your people can take action on the road and directly snatch the evidence.

The best thing is that even if the Japanese know that we did it, they can’t turn against each other. After all, they still hope to reach an agreement with the government.”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. The name of Wu Chunyang changed from Director Wu to Chunyang. He was obviously very satisfied with this plan. Finally, he even said that he would ask for merit for Wu Chunyang in front of someone, and even the blind man could see that he wanted to win over.

"Thank you, Minister Song, for your humble position and panic."

Everyone was holding the flower sedan chair, and Wu Chunyang quickly stood up and thanked the other party as if excited, but sighed in his heart.

Can the Japanese be driven away with such a government?

Even if they can be driven away, can they really let the people live a good life?

The answer to this question is that everyone knows, but so what if you know it, now we can only regain the photos and recordings as soon as possible to avoid the situation from worsening.

But Wu Chunyang had no idea what to do.

The military power of Portugal in Haojiang cannot be underestimated. Not only seaplanes and warships, but also an artillery company, a machine gun company, and two indigenous light infantry companies.

This does not include the more than 600 police officers in the Public Security Bureau. If a head-on conflict occurs, the Military Control Commission will have no chance of winning.

They were indeed rigorously trained agents, but they were not Zhao Zilong. They could still be safe and sound when they killed seven in the enemy's formation. They didn't dare to write this book.

Therefore, this action must be fast and ruthless, and the Haojiang official must not give the opportunity to react. After grabbing the evidence, he immediately retreated from the sea.

Haojiang and Harbor City are only separated by a sea. As long as you enter the Harbor City waters, you will give the Portuguese Navy eight courages, and you will not dare to enter the British territory.

After confirming the general plan, Wu Chunyang ignored Minister Song who was chattering around and began to refine the steps of the action.

The most difficult part of the entire operation is that the Japanese intelligence personnel are not fools and will not stand there waiting for them to kill, so they will definitely resist.

Once you are entangled, the Portuguese military and police will arrive at the scene at as fast as five minutes and ten minutes at the slowest. Haojiang is still too small.

Similarly, it doesn't work to pretend to be a police officer to check and intercept. It is easy to get rid of the problem when a new face suddenly appears on the road.
Chapter completed!