Chapter 161: Getting Some Practice

At noon, Zhao Ruyi came to the Office to find Ning Weidong to eat together.

She looked at him in surprise, seeing that he was actually still reading: "Hey, are you addicted to reading?" As she spoke, she reached out and picked up a new book placed to the side, even more surprised: "You just finished the exam for the Correspondence Secondary Specialized School, the results aren't even out yet, and you're already looking at college-level material."

Ning Weidong had long since made his plans; after finishing the Correspondence Secondary Specialized School exam, he was going to take the college-level exam immediately.

With the first batch of university students from the restored college entrance exam beginning to graduate the year after next, the originally valuable secondary specialized school diploma would become increasingly devalued.

For now, Ning Weidong's correspondence secondary specialized school diploma was still sufficient, but considering his future development, it was far from enough.

Therefore, after finishing the secondary specialized school exam, Ning Weidong seamlessly began studying for the correspondence college-level program.

Ning Weidong smiled and said: "Study early, take the exam early, so I can get the college diploma next year."

Zhao Ruyi curled her lips and said: "Big talk, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were picking up tofu off the street~"

Ning Weidong raised his hand and gave her bottom a pat: "What, don't you believe your man?"

Zhao Ruyi rolled her eyes: "I believe you~ Hurry up, let's go eat."

The two stood up and walked out, and Zhao Ruyi added: "By the way, I just submitted the report, it should be approved this week."

Ning Weidong nodded, knowing it was Zhao Ruyi's resignation report.

This era was not like the future, where you could just resign whenever you wanted.

If not for Zhao Ruyi's background, it wouldn't have been so easy for her to leave the Red Star Factory.

……

In the afternoon, Ning Weidong was reading the correspondence college-level textbook when the phone on his desk rang.

He reached out to pick up the receiver, and Zhang Dajun's voice immediately came from the other end.

Ning Weidong knew it must be about Bai Fengyu.

Given Zhang Dajun's usual style of doing things, having received the call in the morning, he would definitely have acted with lightning speed.

Sure enough, there was feedback by the afternoon.

However, the situation Zhang Dajun reported next made Ning Weidong's expression gradually grow grave.

He said in a deep voice: "Zhang, stop talking, I'm coming over right now, let's talk in person."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Weidong's eyes darted around, rapidly digesting the situation Zhang Dajun had just described over the phone.

Ning Weidong truly hadn't expected that he had originally only intended to have Zhang Dajun look into the situation of the person harassing Bai Fengyu and give them a warning later.

Who would have thought he would catch a big fish! Although Zhang Dajun dared not be one hundred percent certain, based solely on the information currently in hand, this Section Chief Zhang definitely had problems.

Ning Weidong couldn't help but take a deep breath, his mood somewhat complicated.

According to his memories from before he transmigrated, this was indeed the beginning of the resurgence of enemy Special Agents.

Before this, due to strict precautions, from the Liberation until the seventies, Special Agents had almost no room for activity.

But by the late seventies and early eighties.

As the situation changed, circumstances changed along with it.

With cooperation with America, Europe, and Japan, the movement of personnel and capital was inevitable.

Added to that were some historical reasons that caused our economic development to be unbalanced with the outside world, as well as some people who felt they had been wronged over the past decade and were filled with resentment, giving others an opportunity to take advantage.

Under these circumstances, quite a few scoundrels appeared.

Therefore, whether it was discovering Deputy Factory Director Liu's collusion with the Japanese earlier, or rooting out this Section Chief Zhang this time, Ning Weidong wasn't particularly surprised.

Composing himself, Ning Weidong first called Zhao Ruyi to tell her he wouldn't be leaving with her tonight.

Afterwards, he rode his bicycle straight to find Zhang Dajun.

With Ning Weidong's status in the Security Division, he naturally came and went as he pleased; no one dared to manage him.

About forty minutes later, Ning Weidong arrived at the Police Station.

He went to Zhang Dajun's office.

Seeing Ning Weidong, Zhang Dajun immediately stood up to greet him.

After Ning Weidong entered, he rarely closed the door to the inner office.

Ning Weidong sat right down in Zhang Dajun's chair.

Once Zhang Dajun closed the door and returned, he asked directly: "What exactly is going on? How did you discover a Special Agent?"

Just now on the phone, what Zhang Dajun said was somewhat cryptic.

Zhang Dajun pulled over a chair with a "creak," sat down at the side of the desk, leaned forward, and lowered his voice: "Leader, in my experience, this Section Chief Zhang definitely has problems!"

In fact, once there is a target, many things are easy to investigate; the truly difficult part is locking onto the target.

It's like solving a problem; it's easy to work backward with the answer in hand.

That was the case with Section Chief Zhang.

Before discovering him, he was like a grain of sand on the seabed, hidden and difficult to detect.

But once discovered, finding clues on him was too easy.

Today was just such a case.

Zhang Dajun, harboring resentment, took action as soon as he hung up Ning Weidong's call.

At first, he was thinking about how to find fault, pick bones out of an egg, find an excuse to give him a severe lesson, and let Section Chief Zhang know why the flowers are so red.

However, Zhang Dajun soon realized something was wrong.

On the surface, Section Chief Zhang didn't seem like much, but he couldn't stand up to any investigation. With the slightest contact, too many suspicious points appeared.

Zhang Dajun had been a Public Security officer for nearly twenty years and had long since developed a keen professional sense of smell.

He immediately realized the situation wasn't simple and, fearing he might startle the snake, stopped immediately.

Afterwards, he called Ning Weidong.

At this moment, Ning Weidong listened to his detailed account and couldn't help but frown in thought.

According to Zhang Dajun's experience, Section Chief Zhang definitely had problems, but it was different from Deputy Factory Director Liu of the Red Star Factory.

Judging from the situation currently grasped, Deputy Factory Director Liu should have been turned in the last two years.

Section Chief Zhang, however, is more seasoned and looks more like a professional.

Ning Weidong could not help but narrow his eyes, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table; after a long silence, he suddenly said, "Zhang, it really is a case of 'all that searching, only to find it effortlessly.' I mentioned helping you transfer to the Sub-bureau last time, but there was never an opportunity; isn't this opportunity here now!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dajun's eyes lit up instantly, and he could not help but feel his heart race.

In reality, it was not that he had no thoughts on the matter, but such things must be initiated by Ning Weidong, rather than him, Zhang Dajun, being impatient.

He even had to suppress his excitement at this moment, licking his lips as he said, "This... is this appropriate?"

Call it hypocrisy or affectation, regardless, this was an attitude that had to be maintained.

In ancient times, even emperors had to observe the ritual of declining three times before accepting.

Ning Weidong laughed: "What is inappropriate about it? To reward merit and punish wrongdoing is only natural. If we can truly confirm that Section Chief Zhang is a Special Agent, your contribution will be enough not just for a transfer to the Sub-bureau, but I think a half-rank promotion is also not a problem."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dajun did not act coy, laughing: "This is all thanks to your leadership, and since you were the first to discover this Section Chief Zhang, if we are talking about merit, your merit is the greatest."

Ning Weidong waved his hand with a smile: "What merit or no merit; why would I need so much merit?"

Merit, to put it bluntly, is like the little red flowers given by kindergarten teachers; only children would view little red flowers as very important, and I have never seen a kindergarten teacher care about them.

After saying this and setting the general direction of the matter, the next step was the details.

Zhang Dajun said: "Leader, what should we do next? Please give your instructions."

Ning Weidong knew that Zhang Dajun had stopped immediately after discovering the abnormalities in Section Chief Zhang, fearing he would alert the enemy.

Doing so was undoubtedly quite prudent.

Ning Weidong thought for a moment and said: "Zhang, we still need to coordinate with Fourth Brother on this matter."

Zhang Dajun nodded; he knew clearly in his heart that with the manpower and resources he could currently mobilize, he was simply not capable of taking on such a massive credit as Section Chief Zhang alone.

When it came to cooperation, Chu Zhongxin was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

For one, he had a history with Chu Zhongxin, and for another, Chu Zhongxin was also in the same faction as Ning Weidong.

It was just that, unlike in the past, where he would hand over whatever situation he discovered to Chu Zhongxin and be done with it, this time Zhang Dajun also wanted to participate and get a share of the spoils.

And this was the benefit of throwing his lot in with Ning Weidong.

With Ning Weidong, he could obtain the qualification to get a share of the spoils.

Immediately, Ning Weidong personally called Chu Zhongxin: "Hello, Fourth Brother, it's me, Weidong..."

Less than a minute later, Ning Weidong hung up the phone and took Zhang Dajun with him to see Chu Zhongxin.

Municipal Bureau, Chu Zhongxin's Office.

After hearing the detailed situation, Chu Zhongxin's expression turned serious.

He had more experience than Ning Weidong and Zhang Dajun, and understood better how much value this Section Chief Zhang would have if he were truly an enemy Special Agent.

Section Chief Zhang himself was secondary; the entire line that could be pulled out behind him was the real big fish.

This was different from the situation with Deputy Factory Director Liu.

Although Deputy Factory Director Liu's rank did not seem low, in essence, he was a target who had been corrupted and co-opted, belonging to the very end of the network.

For someone like Deputy Factory Director Liu, the people or organizations contacting him certainly had a 'firewall' in between; the probability of using Deputy Factory Director Liu to follow the vine and pluck the melon to catch a big fish could not be said to be non-existent, but it was very small.

The only situation where it might affect the opponent's intelligence network was if Deputy Factory Director Liu suddenly obtained important intelligence.

This was also the reason why Chu Zhongxin had kept the situation with Deputy Factory Director Liu on hold despite knowing about it.

He was waiting, waiting for Deputy Factory Director Liu's value to be maximized.

The situation with Section Chief Zhang was completely different.

As soon as Chu Zhongxin heard Zhang Dajun's description, he concluded that Section Chief Zhang was a highly professional Special Agent, deeply embedded in the country not for a year or two, but likely for over a decade or even two decades.

In the entire intelligence network, even if he was not a core figure, he was definitely very important.

Chu Zhongxin was exceptionally serious, staring at Zhang Dajun: "Are you sure you didn't alert the enemy!"

Zhang Dajun knew that he could not be vague at this time, and said decisively: "I am sure. When I discovered this person was wrong, I immediately had people pull back. We only did some peripheral investigations and haven't made deep contact; we definitely didn't alert the enemy."

Chu Zhongxin nodded; Zhang Dajun could be considered a veteran, and he did not doubt Zhang Dajun's combat competence.

"Very good!" Chu Zhongxin stood up and walked around the office quickly, his brain racing to think of the next steps.

Neither Ning Weidong nor Zhang Dajun spoke.

Until a moment later, Chu Zhongxin's gaze shifted from wandering to firm. Ning Weidong knew he had an idea, and said: "Fourth Brother, I'm bringing Zhang along this time; I intend to let him get some training at the Sub-bureau."

(End of chapter)