Xu Enzeng knew that Wang Aofu was talking big words, but no matter how much he boasted, it was still half credible.

The underground party traitor is an important figure. If the Jinling underground party can be wiped out, the Secret Service Headquarters will have great credit.

Dai Chunfeng's secret service has been stealing the show during this period, and he was very tough when speaking to the Chairman. Xu Enzeng couldn't lose.

"Wang Aofu, I'll give you one last chance. If another accident happens, just commit suicide!" Xu Enzeng said the ugly words first.

Wang Aofu was like a pug: "Don't worry, Director, there will definitely be no accidents this time. Director, you are so awesome, you actually guessed that the underground party would buy books."

Xu Enzeng laughed proudly. He also gave it a try. There are some cadre schools in the southwest. Apart from Shanghai and Jinling, there are so many sources of books. It's just a matter of waiting for success.

However, this was also the second time that Xu Enzeng saw such a cowardly underground party. He surrendered within ten minutes of being arrested. He said whatever he asked.

For some reason, Xu Enzeng suddenly thought of Chen Jianzhong. It seemed that he also came from there, and he surrendered before being interrogated. He learned a lesson and had to be more careful.

Xu Enzeng told Wang Aofu: "You must pay more attention to that person's situation. Another Chen Jianzhong cannot appear in the secret service headquarters!"

Well, Wang Aofu was stunned. He was really a little scared when Xu Enzeng said this, and felt that he should have a good trial when he went back.

At this moment, a little secret agent ran in without knocking on the door and said with a sad face: "Section Chief, all the underground party members have escaped!"

Xu Enzeng and Wang Aofu's smiles froze on their faces, especially Wang Aofu, who just used his head to guarantee that it was over now.

In a rage, Wang Aofu stared with blood-red eyes and shouted: "Isn't it normal in the afternoon? Why are everyone running away?"

The little agent hesitated and explained the reason, because usually someone from the Jinling Municipal Committee of the underground party would come to deliver dinner, but today the person who delivered the meal knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

The spy under surveillance felt that something was wrong, so he opened the door and saw that there was no one else in the newspaper office. There were signs of fire everywhere. He quickly returned to the secret service headquarters to report to Wang Aofu.

Xu Enzeng's blood pressure suddenly rose, and his eyes felt a little dark. He pointed at Wang Aofu and cursed: "Didn't you say you have to guarantee it with your head, you bastard! Trash!"

Wang Aofu suppressed his fear and begged for mercy: "Director, I want to go to the scene to take a look. We are surrounded by our people. They can't run far!"

Xu Enzeng roared: "Go quickly!"

Wang Aofu ran out in embarrassment. Along the way, he kept thinking in his head why the underground party suddenly withdrew. Someone must have leaked the information.

But after receiving that information, only he and Xu Enzeng knew the specific situation. Other than that, he contacted Zuo Zhong and the 23rd Division of the Secret Service.

Wang Aofu quickly ruled out Zuo Zhong, because he did not mention his address or introduce the situation on the phone. People in the army did not know the situation, but they knew the specific address. It seemed that this was the problem.

Wang Aofu ran wildly and shouted to the little spy: "Hurry to the 23rd Division and control all officers and soldiers who know about this!"

The little spy hurriedly took the people away. Wang Aofu also arrived at the newspaper office. His heart dropped when he saw the scene in front of him. The other party must have known accurate information.

The brazier was filled with crushed ashes, the personal belongings in the room were gone, and even the bedding was taken away. This is such a crazy move.

Wang Aofu kicked the stove, and ashes were scattered everywhere. The agents in the secret service headquarters kept their heads down and did not dare to speak.

"Search for me, they must have a secret passage out of here."

With so many people leaving, it was impossible for the outside observation point not to notice them. Wang Aofu felt that if he was fast enough, he might be able to catch the tail of the underground party.

The secret passage in the warehouse was quickly discovered. After all, the emergency evacuation passage cannot be too secretive and complicated. Convenience is the first priority.

An agent jumped into the cave entrance and quickly shouted: "Section Chief, the secret passage is very long."

Wang Aofu pointed to a few agents: "Go down and find the evacuation point and come back."

He didn't dare to go down. What if the underground party planted a bomb in the tunnel, or there was an ambush at the entrance of the cave? He had to be on guard.

Several agents looked at each other with a grimace, jumped into the hole, and searched along the secret passage. However, the underground party obviously had no intention of ambush them, and the agents successfully found the small courtyard.

The agents searched furtively and found that the place had also been tidied up, with not even a single person in sight.

A special agent shouted: "I'm going to inform the section chief that you guys have all the nearby residents under control." After saying that, he hurried away.

By the time Wang Aofu arrived, the old and young people nearby had been gathered together by the special agents. Everyone was covered in clothes and shivering, not knowing what was going on.

Wang Aofu went into the courtyard and looked around, then came out with a gloomy look on his face and said in an evil voice: "What is the name of the resident in this courtyard? Do any of you know him?"

One person said tremblingly: "I only know his name is Lao Zhang. According to him, he is a businessman. He rarely comes back. We are not familiar with him."

"Yes, boss, we know his surname is Zhang."

"We never entered his house."

Wang Aofu knew that Lao Zhang must be an important figure in the underground party, but it was useless to say anything now. These underground party members were running too fast.

Zhang Anren also received a message from Shi Ning. The Jinling Municipal Committee was safe, and Zhang Anren, who had been restless, felt relieved.

It's a pity that it took so long to arrange the municipal committee. The losses this time are really too great. Damn the traitor, Zhang Anren thought bitterly.

The next day, Zuo Zhong heard the rumor as soon as he went to work that the secret service headquarters had been tricked by the underground party and someone slipped away from him.

Zuo Zhong felt relieved that the underground party was safe and he no longer had to hibernate temporarily, so he happily walked into the office.

But before he sat down, the phone rang. It was Dai Chunfeng's call, and the content was naturally about asking about the secret service headquarters.

Dai Chunfeng said with a smile: "Shen Zhong, you heard about what happened last night, right? Another big scandal happened in the secret service headquarters this time, haha."

Zuo Zhong replied with a chuckle: "Wang Aofu came to see me, but I didn't agree because I felt something wasn't right about this matter."

"Oh?" Dai Chunfeng didn't expect this to happen: "Tell me what the specific situation is."

"Before getting off work last night, Wang Aofu gave me a call, saying that there was a big operation against the underground party and that we needed to cooperate. I pushed it ahead without asking about the specific situation."

"Okay! Fortunately, Shen Zhong, you didn't ask, otherwise Xu Enzeng would definitely put the responsibility on the head of our Secret Service. This person is a villain."

Dai Chunfeng was surprised. The Secret Service Headquarters must not have good intentions in asking the Secret Service to cooperate. Zuo Zhong's handling was still very appropriate.

Zuo Zhong explained: "Yes, teacher. At that time, I considered that the underground party were all desperadoes. If there was a fight, we would definitely be involved. The gain would not be worth the loss."

Dai Chunfeng was very satisfied: "That's it for now. Let Xu Enzeng explain it to Director Chen and the committee members. I will come to promote the ranks of the Peiping operations personnel later. You can notify me."

After hanging up the phone from Dai Chunfeng, Zuo Zhong informed He Yijun: "Let everyone gather in the conference room. The chief minister is coming to promote us."

After waiting for ten minutes, Zuo Zhong walked into the conference room. Most of the staff from the Intelligence Department had already arrived. Since they were promoted collectively, others also came to watch the ceremony, of course with red eyes.

Nothing happened, and everyone started talking about the secret service headquarters, which had been having a bad year, with spies inside and the underground party letting go. I really don't know how they did it.

"Section Chief, what do you think those losers can do? If they were handed over to our Intelligence Section, none of these underground gangs would be able to escape." Song Minghao felt a little pity.

Gu Qi also agreed: "Yes, the strength of the secret service headquarters has declined greatly in recent years. How many underground party officials they arrested back then, such as Bai An and Gu An."

Zuo Zhong threw them a few cigarettes: "The underground party is making progress. It's not surprising. So I ask you to learn more skills. After all, our main opponent in the future is the Japanese."

Gu Qi quickly explained: "Yes, section chief, during the time you left, everyone was strengthening their mobile skills and Japanese language learning. I'm keeping a close eye on you."

Zuo Zhong is still very satisfied with Gu Qi, the deputy section chief, who can handle things without fighting for power, handles daily management work in an orderly manner, and is a good housekeeper.

So he comforted him: "Don't worry, Lao Gu. I will take you with me next time I have a mission. After all, you are already this age. If you don't work hard, it will be too late."

Gu Qi was so grateful in his heart that he said nothing and toasted Zuo Zhong with tea instead of wine.

Song Minghao on the side smiled with a smile on his face: "Chief, don't forget me, Old Song. You see, even that kid Wu Chunyang is going to become a sergeant."

Naturally, Zuo Zhong would not favor one over the other, and he also promised to take him to gilding if he had the opportunity. Only then did Song Minghao let go of his worries. It would be too difficult to get along without a backer in the Secret Service.

"Arrived, Virgo!"

"stand at attention!"

The promotion ceremony went quickly, and Zuo Zhong finally had a golden triangle on his collar. His monthly salary increased to 80, which was 20 more than that of a lieutenant.

He Yijun was previously a corporal, but this time he was directly promoted to a staff sergeant. He was finally not the lowest rank in the Secret Service.

Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang were promoted from sergeant to staff sergeant, which finally roughly matched their positions. They both smiled like flowers.

Other officers and non-commissioned officers who participated in the operation were also promoted, and the Intelligence Section now became the section with the most officers in the Secret Service.

In addition, there are bonuses of varying amounts. It seems that Baldhead really spent a lot of money to reward them. After all, he got 10 million US dollars.

After the promotion, Dai Chunfeng left, and Zuo Zhong continued to preside over the meeting. He wanted to talk about the problem of the spy radio station and see why there was no gain before.

When talking about this topic, Gu Qi looked helpless: "Section Chief, we have tried everything. The Telecommunications Section did some radio direction finding, and even cut off the power in different areas, but we still can't find any trace of the Japanese."
Chapter completed!