Chapter 221 Who do you want to be?

In Nanjing City, No. 45 Guangfu Road used to be the infantry command office in the city. After Guangfu, it was confiscated. Now it belongs to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. For the outside world, it is only an office of the central agency. Looking at the Chinese-style official clothes with a Western-style hard-collar in and out of the mouth, I know that all the people who go in and out here are political axe civil servants.

In addition, the biggest difference between this and other departments is probably that there are more than ten or twenty Tianma cars parked along the roadside outside the gate. It seems that there are more cars in this department than the ruling axe, which may be the biggest difference here.

After the car stopped by the roadside and got out of the car, Zhang Jing looked around and looked at the guard standing at the gate. He subconsciously straightened his clothes and unfolded his locked eyebrows, and then walked steadily into the infantry commander where the second detective office was located. The government office went straight to his office.

His demeanor and manners are no different from the past. The secretary took a black leather bag for him, followed, but only he knew that in the past few days, his inner panic and uneasiness had covered day by day. That day, when he took the risk to say that to the governor, the governor just said coldly after the silence.

"If I don't even have that capacity, why should I be in power?"

Then the ruler stared at himself and said.

"I don't know how to engage in secret service politics! If you do the style of Jinyiwei or Dongchang, be careful of your head!"

"Do you want to be Wei Zhongxian or Yue Fei? You can weigh it yourself!"

After a cold sentence, Zhang Jing walked out of the ruling office in a sweat. For the next four days, Zhang Jing was not as relaxed as that day, and he was constantly savoring the words spoken by the ruling government almost every day, including now.

Entering his spacious office, Zhang Jing did not sit at his desk as usual. Then don't rush to work, but drink tea first, thinking while drinking tea. If you are in a bad mood, you will first light a cigarette, suck it slowly, and think about it while sucking. Wait for a cigarette to run out. At this time, his secretary lost no time in presenting him a document. Then I started the day of official business.

Today is completely different from the past. As soon as he entered the office, he stuffed his head, and then took out his notebook directly from the file bag, staring at the notebook in his hand, thinking nervously. He clenched the pen in one hand and wrote something down on the notebook from time to time. And his secretary, Zhao Pingchuan, stood there with no expression on his face, and he was also thinking nervously in his mind.

He glanced at the director with his spare light, and he could feel that the director seemed to be different from usual in recent days.

After a while, he put down the pen in his hand, Zhang Jing took out a cigarette from the chimney next to the table, scratched the match, lit a cigarette, took two mouthfuls in a row, and impatiently extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray.

Zhao Pingchuan stared at the director's behavior and felt that he was indeed a little bit today, no! It should be very gaffe.

He looked up at Zhao Pingchuan and cleared his throat.

"You can go out!"

After Zhao Pingchuan went out, Zhang Jing lit another cigarette, and then stood up and took out a document from the safe behind him. After reading the content of the document coldly, he lit another cigarette.

The smoke of cigarettes permeated the room, and Zhang Jing's thoughts suddenly became tense again. The document was issued by the ruling axe. It was just a transfer order, a simple transfer order, and transferred nearly 100 of the best agents in the second investigation office. These agents were all the best talents in the second investigation office.

At this time, the second investigation office was equivalent to being released half a bucket of blood, and behind this order, there was another signal, a signal that made Zhang Jing think of a cold sweat behind him now, because before this, the ruling axe had not taken any personnel information from the second investigation office at all, but the transfer in front of him Ling, but he had to believe the fact that in the second investigation office, there must be a ruling eye, his every move... In the past four days, Zhang Jing has been thinking about this problem in his heart, and after thinking about this problem, although he still can't figure out some things for a while, he also vaguely understands in his heart. The rule is not to annoy him for killing people, but to annoy him for making his own decisions without his consent.

The ruler holds the list of these people, and naturally knows that Chen Qimei... He did not stop himself. Obviously, he hoped that he would get rid of Chen Qimei, but then another knock, followed by this transfer order. The administration reminded himself through these actions.

Do you want to be Wei Zhongxian or Yue Fei?

squinting his eyes, thinking that the second investigation office had never been able to hide the government. Zhang Jing only felt a little cool in his neck. He knew that the government... should be the boss. The boss gave himself the last chance. If so... but... but why did the government mobilize these people? Was it just to remind himself? Zhang Jing frowned and said a name in his heart. The man had written a report, and the report had also been handed to the boss, but now the boss transferred him away. Could it be... When Zhang Jing was thinking about the boss's behavior there, Chen Moran was burying his head in the ruling axe a kilometer away from the document. The huge desk, except for a few telephones, is a mountain of documents. A cup of tea is slightly hot. In the ashtray, the cigarette butt is almost full. There is a burning cigar next to the ashtray, and the smell of cigars permeates the room.

At this time, Yu Hongyu came in to report.

"In power, Major Zha Zhiqing has arrived."

As soon as Chen Moran heard it, he habitually picked up the cigar from the side and put it in his mouth.

"Please let him in...!"

But after only half of the words, Chen Moran seemed to think of something. Then he got up and left his desk and went to the reception room outside.

Cha Zhiqing, dressed in a long-lost Guangfu military uniform, saw the ruling coming out, hurriedly got up from the sofa and made a standard military salute.

"Principal!"

This is the privilege of the students of the Huangpu Military Academy. They always only need to call the principal in front of the government. First of all, they are teachers and fathers for life. The respect for the principal Huangpu students has always come from the bone.

Although Chen Moran's expression was serious, he still smiled and stretched out his hand to Zha Zhiqing.

"Huangpu Phase IV, Zha Zhiqing, the second detective agent, said that the telegram of the Russian war was sent by you, and Lushun's defense network information. You did a good job there. It's really not easy for the Russians to trust a Chinese!"

At this time, Cha Zhiqing was a little nervous. Although I have met the principal before, it is the first time I have seen the principal so closely, and this time I suddenly received a secret order from the front line of Lushun to Nanjing, and the principal met him in person, which was too sudden.

Thinking about this, he can't help but play the drum secretly.

"The principal's praise, Zhiqing is just doing his duty!"

"Good! Just do your job! The most rare thing is to do your duty!"

Take a deep sip of the cigar, and after twisting it out, Chen Moran continued to say.

"Duties, duties, duties, responsibilities, and responsibilities are more important than Qianjun. We should do our duty, and we should be more responsible. Only by understanding our responsibilities can we do things well!"

"Thank you for your teaching!"

Zha Zhiqing, who is sitting on the sofa, can't see the tacky of the doctor in Lushunkou, nor the literary spirit of the editor of the capital newspaper, but only the military atmosphere.

"The students of Huangpu are all my students. I believe that each of you understands what responsibility is and what is due diligence!"

After saying that, Chen Moran smiled. His laughter was generally silent, but at this time he laughed out loud. Huangpu's students were his greatest support.

"This is the principal's teaching"

Zha Zhiqing said solemnly that they are the disciples of the emperor, but only they understand the suffering of the disciples of the emperor themselves. Don't humiliate the principal. This is their words of encouragement.

Picking up the cigarette on the coffee table, Chen Moran pulled out one and handed it to Cha Zhiqing first, leaving one for himself. Zha Zhiqing took it over in panic, but he was the first to burn a match.

"You are doing intelligence work. This is another battlefield. This battlefield is a secret front. I believe you must have understood it!"

"Yes, principal, in the eyes of the students, the intelligence war is even related to the survival of a country!"

Zha Zhiqing answered truthfully that this was perhaps his biggest gain after 11 months of intelligence work. In his opinion, if he is a Japanese spy or China is a Japanese ally, perhaps now that Lushun's defense map has been in his hands, the victory or defeat of the battlefield can be decided.

"You have done a very good job of intelligence work in Lushun and worked very hard. I have read a report of your report. Your report mentioned that intelligence warfare is important, but the basis of intelligence warfare is based on the internal attack of the enemy. A military intelligence can determine the outcome of a battle. It can be seen that internal security work It is no less important than the foreign intelligence war!"

"Yes, principal, there is a saying that strategy is the crime of the country itself. The strongest fortress is often conquered from the inside. The second investigation office is often only responsible for external intelligence and ignores the security of internal intelligence, so students submit this report to the director!"

"Well, indeed, the second investigation office specializes in foreign intelligence work! This is his duty, so I have made a decision to set up an investigation bureau immediately and leave it to you! The personnel resources are tilted towards you, and you have to take this responsibility!" Ah!"

Zha Zhiqing was stunned. The principal transferred himself back to Nanjing and asked him to be in charge of a new institution. He was about to speak. Chen Moran had already raised his hand to stop him from saying, just looking at him fixedly.

"You have been in Lushun and don't understand the domestic situation. The short-term restoration of the country exceeds our imagination. In order to achieve the greatest possible restoration, the members of our political axe can be said to be mixed. Now the domestic forces against us, there are remnants of the Qing Dynasty, and some political party forces, which can be used in the future. It is used by external enemies. The Investigation Bureau should take responsibility to find out and master the situation of these forces throughout the country, and carry out systematic division and reconnaissance work!"

Staring at his students, Chen Moran's expression became extremely serious.

"Ji Yang, I have high hopes for you. But you must remember a little!"

He bounced the ashes in the ashtray and simply pressed the cigarette butt on the edge of the ashtray, and the cigarette was extinguished. Staring at Zha Zhiqing, Chen Moran's tone was more serious than ever.

"The Bureau of Investigation is only responsible for all-round investigation and mapping of these opposition forces and political party forces, and sending our people into these forces to find out their details. If they do have an axe to reverse the government or cooperate with foreigners, they will collect evidence and finally bring these to justice! Do you understand?"

With his eyes staring at the principal, Zha Zhiqing listened attentively. After hearing this, he thought for a moment and said tentatively.

"Principal, now our law only follows the law of the Qing Dynasty, I'm afraid..."

"A new law will be promulgated soon. You don't need to consider this. Your only duty,... Uh-huh! It's the same as the police, and you, a policeman, are an internal security work. Of course, in the future, the Ministry of Justice will give new authorization to the Investigation Bureau. Now, I have assigned a part of the candidates to you, and the funds will be allocated to you after the establishment of the Investigation Bureau. You have to set up the shelves of the Investigation Bureau and get on the right track as soon as possible. Get to work!"

After a moment of silence, Chen Moran said to him very seriously, "You know that this work will be directly related to the survival of this country in the next few years! You need to know your responsibilities..."

The principal's words made Cha Zhiqing stand up quickly and answered immediately.

"Please rest assured that the students will never let the principal down!"

He nodded with satisfaction, and Chen Moran changed his tone of earnestness.

"I know! Zhiyang, you are my student. I know you. You won't let me or let this country down! Do it well! This country depends on the efforts of our generation!"

A few minutes later, Cha Zhiqing left the ruling office with his new position. He clearly knew the responsibility on his shoulders and what he was going to do. This was exactly what he expected. He was a little afraid, but this kind of fear was more worried that he had failed the trust of the principal.

After Cha Zhiqing left the office, Chen Moran, who stood up, lit a cigarette, smoked quietly, spitting thick smoke, and gradually became smoky.

"If that's the case, maybe one day, they will cut off the boss's head at the gate of the ruling axe!"

Zhang Jing's words echoed in his ear that day. He was by no means alarmist. Even behind the most noble purpose, there is still an ugly side. Is there a saint in this industry? Impossible? What's more, I'm not a saint. After taking two deep breaths, Chen Moran extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and his eyes flashed a little strange look.

Either follow my rules, or... "In a word, the game needs not only rules, but also monitoring! This is not secret politics, but the necessity of politics! Ha ha! Two updates! Ask for a monthly ticket!"

(to be continued)