Chapter 303

Arriving in the inner room, Wang Cuiping served dinner.

A plate of fried peanuts, a small plate of pickles.

A few corn cobs, steamed buns, and three bowls of white rice porridge.

"Eat," she rolled up her sleeves, took a corn cob, and handed it to Hong Hong Zhiyou.

"No, Sister, this is what you keep me for dinner?" Hong Hong Zhiyou was a bit confused.

Old Yu had always been frugal, but in the past, when he came to bum a meal, there was at least a small stir-fried meat dish; now, there wasn't even a single green vegetable.

"You think we're big shots like you? All the money at home has been handed over to the organization.

"What time is it now? The common people on the market can't even eat broken rice; you should be happy to have a bowl of white rice porridge.

"You don't know the hardships of the world."

Wang Cuiping rolled her eyes at him and said.

"Alright," Hong Hong Zhiyou honestly started gnawing on the corn.

"Besides, even if I made something good, some people wouldn't have an appetite.

"A plate of pork belly is food, and they can eat pig feed just the same.

"What else should I be particular about?"

She looked at Yu Zecheng and handed him a steamed bun, feeling unhappy.

"Old Yu, look.

"I originally had pork belly to eat, but because of you, I can only eat pickles.

"The body is the capital of the revolution; if you don't take care of your body, how the hell are you going to revolutionize.

"Don't wait until the army hasn't liberated Jinhai yet, and you've already gone to see Mr. Sun."

Hong Hong Zhiyou helped her persuade Yu Zecheng.

"I know.

"It's been a long time since I slept so soundly; only when you are guarding me can I feel at ease."

Yu Zecheng changed the subject and said with heartfelt laughter.

"I'm afraid you'll die suddenly, and there will be no one to pay back the huge debt you owe me," Hong Hong Zhiyou said unhappily.

"Exactly.

"Don't forget, I am the guardian sent by the organization.

"Acting like a piece of wood with me, but sweet-talking in front of outsiders; I really must have owed you in my past life."

Wang Cuiping curled her lips and hummed unhappily.

Yu Zecheng lowered his head and slurped the porridge, pretending not to hear.

"I'm asking you.

"There are too many things on hand; drinking will delay business.

"Over the years, you've handed over so much money to the organization, enough to equip a district squad.

"Intelligence work, saving people, so many achievements.

"And they still block you; that Luo person really isn't a thing."

Wang Cuiping didn't treat Hong Hong Zhiyou as an outsider and asked Yu Zecheng directly.

"Don't have prejudices against Comrade Luo Anping.

"Joining the party requires white paper and black ink; just taking an oath doesn't count, and my current situation is inappropriate.

"Furthermore, the organization has its considerations; we can't just open a special exception for me."

Yu Zecheng picked up a piece of pickle and chewed it loudly.

"Why can't we open an exception?

"Your work is different; how many achievements have you made? Your hair has turned white from exhaustion; what's the use of praising you on the radio every day? Is it so hard to open an exception?

"After doing so much work, even joining the party isn't approved; I can't swallow this breath.

"I think it's that Old Luo deliberately blocking you, finding it troublesome and unwilling to report; otherwise, how could such a small matter have no definite news for over half a year? Only a ghost would believe that."

Wang Cuiping slammed her chopsticks and got angry.

"Party membership is just an identity.

"Sewage workers, farmers, porters, teachers—aren't they all part of the people? They can all shine and contribute like screws,"

Yu Zecheng felt a warmth in his heart and said with a smile.

"I just feel wronged for you, it's not worth it, it's too unfair," Wang Cuiping said.

"Yes.

"I stand with Sister; screws also have a day when they rust and become dull; what should be fought for must be fought for.

"Otherwise, our identity is too dangerous.

"Secret Service Bureau dog agents!

"The most hated group of people; without the organization to endorse you, once the red flag enters the city, the common people can skin you alive first; who will you go to for justice then?"

Hong Hong Zhiyou had seen too many nameless heroes who were lonely and helpless in their old age, shedding blood and tears.

If Old Yu stayed behind, not having a party identity would be a big trouble.

"Fine.

"When the organization's new liaison arrives, I'll ask carefully again," Yu Zecheng said.

"By the way, Sister, didn't you say you had something important to discuss with me?" Hong Hong Zhiyou drank some porridge and looked up to ask.

"I want to reorganize the Traitor-Elimination Squad.

"Otherwise, being idle day after day is too uncomfortable.

"Why did we have deterrence in Jinhai City before? It was because of the existence of the Traitor-Elimination Squad, which made those dog agents afraid.

"Once Sun Cheng was exposed, the Traitor-Elimination Squad disbanded.

"If he were still around, would Lu Qiaoshan have dared to open fire on students back then?

"Now, anyone, man or ghost, dares to casually clear out local committees and slaughter students; isn't it because this sign is broken?

"I must set it up again and win this breath back."

Wang Cuiping frowned, her heroic spirit bursting forth.

"Build a Traitor-Elimination Squad?

"This is not a simple matter.

"We have to wait until the new transit station makes contact, and then have people sent over from above," Yu Zecheng frowned and said.

"What's so hard about that?

"Doesn't Junior Brother have quite a few capable people under him?

"Zhou Yan, Gu Youniu, Lin Tian—they are all good at intelligence and killing; plus me, four or five people are enough," Wang Cuiping said.

"Great.

"Going around in circles, you're targeting me again.

"Is it easy for me to save up a few people?" Hong Hong Zhiyou shouted.

"Don't be so stingy.

"Kong Fang, Sun Cheng, Gu Youniu were our people to begin with, okay?

"Besides, they are idle anyway; stretching their muscles is also good," Wang Cuiping said.

"Hong Zhiyou, what do you think?" Yu Zecheng asked.

"Fine.

"I'll meet with them later and ask what they think.

"If they are willing to form a Traitor-Elimination Squad, I have no objection."

Hong Hong Zhiyou didn't close the door on the idea.

Traitor-elimination is a life-risking job; Old Zhou and the others are his foundation for the future, and losing any of them would be an immeasurable loss.

"Done, then it's settled," Wang Cuiping was overjoyed.

"Miss Wanqiu caught a cold, I have to go back."

Hong Hong Zhiyou drank a few mouthfuls and slipped away.

Once he left, the room became cold and quiet again.

Yu Zecheng habitually fell into silence.

He didn't know what to say to Wang Cuiping.

Wang Cuiping curled her lips.

Just as he picked up the porridge bowl to drink, Wang Cuiping's hand moved like lightning and snatched it away.

Yu Zecheng looked at her and opened his mouth.

"Yu Zecheng, listen well.

"There is only one Zuo Lan in the whole world, and she has already sacrificed herself!"

Bang!

Wang Cuiping slammed the chopsticks down, stacked the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the kitchen angrily.

The next day.

Hong Hong Zhiyou arrived at the station.

Li Ya, in a shiny Western suit, walked toward him.

"Captain Li, nice suit," Hong Hong Zhiyou laughed.

"Just ordered it.

"Aren't we going to the weapons exhibition today?

"In front of the foreign devils, we can't lose face, can we?" Li Ya said with some pride.

"Want to go together?

"There will be quite a few people today; I heard the Ministry of National Defense sent a special commissioner."

He added.

"Forget it.

"I still prefer it a bit quieter.

"By the way, Captain Li, I want to ask you for someone," Hong Hong Zhiyou thought for a moment and said.

"Who?" Li Ya said.

"Mi Mi Zhiguo.

"You know I'm also holding the position of Information Section Chief, and I really don't have time to manage Lu Qiaoshan's mess.

"Transfer him to manage people for me, and he can play chess with me by the way.

"What does Captain Li think?"

Hong Hong Zhiyou proposed.

"Him?

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Li Ya frowned.

"What's inappropriate about it?

"How long has Gao Yuan been out of police academy, and he's already a deputy captain.

"Mi Mi Zhiguo has been here since the station opened, holds the rank of lieutenant, and his seniority is absolutely no problem.

"Furthermore, he is your person; you can negotiate with him about work matters in the future, and I can free up more mind to make money," Hong Hong Zhiyou added.

These words hit the mark for Li Ya, and a smile spread across his face:

"Fine, he's transferred to you."

"Good, thanks, Captain Li; I'll treat you to a meal another day," Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Sure, see you."

Li Ya waved his hand and walked away quickly.

Hong Hong Zhiyou went to the second floor and went straight into the Information Section office.

Lu Qiaoshan's office remained as it was.

Zhang Li was wiping the table.

She missed Lu Qiaoshan very much.

He gave her the opportunity to show off her English and attract attention.

For a period of time, Lu Qiaoshan had to take her wherever he went, and Zhang Li had maximized her presence.

Even after Lu Qiaoshan went to Jingling, she still firmly believed Old Lu would return.

"Ahem." Hong Hong Zhiyou coughed dryly.

"Secretary Hong." Zhang Li hurriedly stood up straight.

"Wiped quite clean, huh?" Hong Hong Zhiyou looked around.

"Secretary Hong, is Director Lu coming back?" Zhang Li asked.

"That's for God to answer.

"By the way, starting today, this office will have a new owner again."

Hong Hong Zhiyou laughed.

"New owner?

"Who, who is it? Is it Director Lu?" Zhang Li was instantly overjoyed.

"You'll know soon."

Hong Hong Zhiyou sat on the sofa and laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mi Mi Zhiguo, who had a light mustache, walk in with big strides: "Secretary Hong, you were looking for me."

"Mi Zhiguo, you're just in time; I'm arranging some new personnel.

"Starting today, you are the Assistant Secretary of the Information Section, mainly responsible for the Intelligence Investigation Group, Telecommunications Group, and Duty Group; in a word, as long as it's the Information Section's work, you, as the assistant, must take it on.

"From now on, you'll be working here."

Hong Hong Zhiyou raised his hand and ordered.

After Lu Qiaoshan left the Information Section, he had already secretly cleaned it up quite a bit.

He had promised Mi Mi Zhiguo a fortune before.

Taking advantage of the half-year left, he would promote Mi Mi Zhiguo; as for how much oil and water he could scoop, it would depend on his own fate.

This spring, the mistress and Rui Rui returned and specially held a wedding for Mi Mi Zhiguo and Chou'er.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chou'er was just a servant girl in the Wu family.

But Hong Hong Zhiyou knew that the mistress treated her like her own daughter, giving her a small Western-style house as a dowry, five hundred silver dollars alone, plus grain, oil, cotton quilts, silk fabrics, clothes, socks, shoes, and pants—everything one could need.

Privately, the gold and silver jewelry given to Chou'er was even more.

Hong Hong Zhiyou also privately gave three thousand US dollars.

At the time, the wedding was lively, and the whole lane heard about it.

Who could have thought that the poor Mi family would have a day when their ancestral grave smoked with luck? Mi Mi Zhiguo had no looks to speak of, was just a small section staff member, and yet he climbed up to a wealthy family.

With Chou'er's connection, Mi Mi Zhiguo could be considered half a son-in-law of the Wu family, definitely one of their own; otherwise, Wu Wu Jingzhong wouldn't have agreed to this arrangement.

"Brother.

"I, I'm in charge of the Information Section; this isn't according to the rules.

"I'm just a lieutenant.

"Captain Li won't agree either."

Mi Mi Zhiguo was a bit panicked.

"This is the Station Chief's intention.

"I just greeted Captain Li, and he agreed.

"From now on, you have to take charge of the Information Section; from now on, this belongs to you."

Hong Hong Zhiyou pointed at Lu Qiaoshan's imposing desk and said.

"Yes." Mi Mi Zhiguo gritted his teeth, his gaze instantly becoming firm.

He knew Hong Hong Zhiyou was training and elevating him.

Since he married Chou'er, he couldn't be content with being a runner or a handyman, and he couldn't let down the expectations of the Station Chief and Secretary Hong; he had to take on the big responsibility.

"This is the personnel appointment list; take a look, keep who should be kept, and kick out who should be kicked out; be bolder," Hong Hong Zhiyou gave Mi Mi Zhiguo a list of personnel appointments and removals.

"Mi Zhiguo, I want... I want to stay," Zhang Li changed her usual disdainful attitude and tried to please him with flattery.

Hong Hong Zhiyou sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and smoked a cigarette with a smile.

Interesting.

Back then, when he acted as a matchmaker for Mi Mi Zhiguo and Zhang Li, damn it, this stupid woman was so arrogant that she didn't give any face at all.

She clung to Sheng Xiang first, then to Lu Qiaoshan.

She treated Mi Mi Zhiguo like air.

"No need.

"I remember Little Xu was responsible for the internal affairs of the Information Section office before.

"Let's stick with Little Xu."

Mi Mi Zhiguo ignored Zhang Li, who was casting amorous glances, and said righteously.

"Mi Zhiguo, it was my fault before.

"I can change.

"I'm also very diligent.

"By the way, I also know foreign languages; the Information Section will inevitably have to deal with foreigners, so you'll definitely need me.

"After all, I'm the only one in the whole station who knows foreign languages, aren't I?"

Zhang Li said urgently; if it weren't for Hong Hong Zhiyou's presence, she would have gone up to hug him.

"Who told you that you're the only one in the whole station who knows foreign languages?

"At least there are two more,"

Mi Mi Zhiguo sneered.

"Hong, Secretary Hong?

"He's such a big shot, you can't have the leader be your translator," Zhang Li pretended to be obedient and smiled politely at Hong Hong Zhiyou.

Hong Hong Zhiyou smiled and said nothing.

"Of course not; besides Secretary Hong, there's also me," Mi Mi Zhiguo held his head high and said.

"You, you know foreign languages?" Zhang Li looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"Mi Zhiguo, don't make such jokes, okay?"

She patted her chest and said coquettishly.

"Sorry, I've been self-studying English for the past half year, and basic conversation and American equipment manuals are not a big problem.

"People, after all, have to look forward, right?"

Mi Mi Zhiguo smiled.

"You, you lied to me," Zhang Li couldn't believe it.

Mi Mi Zhiguo stopped pretending and spoke to her directly in a foreign language.

After a few simple sentences, he raised his hand and said:

"GO OUT!"

"You!"

Zhang Li stood frozen on the spot, staring blankly at Mi Mi Zhiguo.

Compared to the greasy Sheng Xiang.

The bloated Lu Qiaoshan.

At this moment, Mi Mi Zhiguo was so handsome and radiant.

"Mi Zhiguo, I was wrong, give me another chance, really, with me helping you..."

Zhang Li still wanted to beg, but Mi Mi Zhiguo's eyes turned cold:

"Get out!"

Zhang Li knew she had missed her chance.

This man had become an unreachable existence.

Her eyes stung, and she sobbed as she walked away.

"Gone."

Hong Hong Zhiyou slapped his thigh and stood up.

"Brother, thank you," Mi Mi Zhiguo said gratefully behind him.

"We're all family, work hard."

Hong Hong Zhiyou nodded slightly and walked out with big strides.

Mi Mi Zhiguo was familiar with the work process of the Information Section.

The people had been screened for him.

What he could do next depended only on himself.

Marine Corps camp.

Various new weapons were displayed on the field.

After General General General Ke Ke led the various high-ranking officials to visit, they took a short break, and everyone sat down to watch the US soldiers operate the new weapons.

Restroom.

Wei Jin and Li Ya whispered to each other while washing their hands:

"Any clues?"

"Found that guy's address; I arrested him last night, and he confessed some things.

"There might be something fishy about the deaths of Ma Kui and Liu Xiong."

"Great," Li Ya said happily.

"It's not convenient to talk now; see you at the old place later," Wei Jin looked around and walked out first.

The two came to the guest seats.

The US soldiers were already demonstrating.

First was two-person combat.

Then they demonstrated various shooting techniques, etc.

It did seem like they had some skills.

Everyone nodded and applauded in approval.

"Next, we will demonstrate the new hand grenade..."

Anderson explained the lethality, weight, etc., of this new hand grenade in fluent Chinese.

After the explanation.

By the sandbag protective fence and the trench, a US soldier showed the grenade to everyone, pulled the ring, and threw it toward the dirt pile on the other side.

Boom!

The grenade exploded, and half the dirt pile was blown flat; the power was truly astonishing.

Sun Sun Chuanzhi, Wu Wu Jingzhong, and others applauded one after another.

"Gentlemen, is anyone willing to come up and try?" Anderson looked at the crowd and asked with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one was embarrassed to stand up.

"WHO?"

General General General Ke Ke stood up and asked with a smile.

Who wouldn't want to show their face on such an occasion today? It was just that with all the superiors present, they didn't dare to be too showy.

As soon as General General General Ke Ke spoke, Special Commissioner Wang from the Ministry of National Defense spoke up:

"The Commander invites everyone; who is willing to try?"

Swish, swish!

As soon as he spoke, more than a dozen people from the garrison, the Garrison Headquarters, and various agencies stood up at the same time.

Among them, Li Ya and Wei Jin also held their heads high, looking forward to this rare opportunity to show their faces.

"You."

Anderson pointed at Wei Jin.

"Thank you," Wei Jin was overjoyed and bowed to salute.

Amidst the envy of everyone, he came to the trench protective fence.

"Section Chief Wei, let me demonstrate for you again."

There were two grenades left on the tray; Anderson took the one on the left, explained it carefully, pulled the ring, released the safety lever, and threw it far away.

Boom!

The grenade exploded, drawing another round of applause.

"You try."

Anderson greeted him and walked quickly back to the audience seats.

Wei Jin first turned around, bowed respectfully to General General General Ke Ke, Special Commissioner Wang, and others, then proudly took off his Western suit, unbuttoned his shirt collar and sleeves, so as not to restrict his arms.

"Section Chief Wei Jin is the ace of our Dangtong Bureau; he once studied under a master in Jinhai, and his assassination and combat skills are excellent, and his military and ordnance literacy is also first-class," Sun Sun Chuanzhi introduced him to everyone.

"Hmm, not bad.

"High-spirited, shrewd, and capable; the party and state need such talent."

Special Commissioner Wang nodded with satisfaction.

Wei Jin heard this and was extremely happy.

He picked up the last grenade left.

Under the gaze of everyone, he stepped forward with a standard posture, turned slightly, pulled the ring, and pressed his finger tightly against the safety lever.

Just as he raised his hand to throw it.

Boom!

The grenade exploded.

Poor Wei Jin, the look of triumph on his face hadn't faded yet, and amidst the exclamations, he was blown away by the huge impact of the grenade, and his entire arm was blown into bloody mud.

"Quick, quick!"

No one expected such a disaster, and the scene was in chaos.

"Quick, quick, save him."

Sun Sun Chuanzhi was the first to react, shouting as if he had lost his own son.

"ANDSON." General General General Ke Ke, chewing a cigar, waved his hand as if he were used to it.

Medical soldiers immediately rushed over.

Upon inspection, Wei Jin's body was riddled with shrapnel, blood constantly gushing from his mouth; it looked like even if the Great Sage descended, he couldn't be saved.

A moment later, the medical soldier shook his head, indicating he had already stopped breathing.

General General General Ke Ke waved his hand, and he was covered with a white cloth and carried away.

Sun Sun Chuanzhi felt a joy in his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This scourge had finally met the King of Hell.

Hong Hong Zhiyou's work was indeed reliable.

Li Ya stood in the crowd, trembling with fear.

That was close; luckily he wasn't picked.

Otherwise, it would have been him meeting the King of Hell.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Damn, Wei Jin is dead.

The clue his master just had a glimmer of hope for, wouldn't it be broken again?

"Old Old Xie, didn't you say you had intelligence to sell to me?

"Come on."

Yu Zecheng asked.

"No rush.

"Wait until we finish this meal." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin smiled.

Yu Zecheng's heart sank instantly.

Old Old Xie was afraid of affecting his appetite; it definitely wasn't good news.

"You should just say it.

"With his suspicious nature, with your words, he won't be able to eat anyway." Hong Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Take a look.

"At the beginning, Han Han Jien dug up a lot of intelligence from Ansai in Yancheng and scattered it everywhere.

"I got this from the Dangtong Bureau headquarters.

"It's also what you care about most, information about Zuo Lan."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin said.

"Didn't you say last time that she was transferred to the Soviet Union for treatment?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"That was confirmed to be false news; this should be relatively accurate." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin said.

"Regarding the death of Deputy Director Deng Ming of the Social Security Department in the line of duty..."

As Yu Zecheng recited it, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

After reading it, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

The thing he worried about and feared most had happened after all.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 299 =====

"Hong Hong Zhiyou's move was simply perfect."

"Routine operation," Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin laughed.

"Director, think about why Philson didn't die early or late, but died exactly when Kong Kong Lingwei and Hong Hong Zhiyou were fighting most fiercely...

"The relationship between General General General Ke Ke and Hong Hong Zhiyou is probably far beyond our imagination.

"Building a good relationship with him can save... save a lot of trouble."

He poured tea for Sun Sun Chuanzhi while saying this.

"Hmm, it will take some time for Wei Jin's body to be transported back after the US military finishes their procedures.

"Before his family knows and arrives in Jinhai, you immediately go and raid his house in the name of auditing official documents."

Sun Sun Chuanzhi ordered shrewdly.

"Alright, Director, I'll go now." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin accepted the order.

"This kid has raked in plenty of money.

"Also, he probably hasn't compiled few black materials on us behind our backs.

"Must search carefully."

Sun Sun Chuanzhi added.

"Understood," Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin walked away quickly.

Jinhai.

The graves of Fourth Master Zhang and Zhang Zhang Shaobai.

In the light of the paper money and gold ingots.

"Father, brother, I'm back.

"These years I went to Southeast Asia, had many brothers, and killed many people.

"The hatred of killing my father and brother, destroying my family and gang, is irreconcilable.

"Today, I swear with blood; I will collect the debt for the blood you shed.

"The foundation of the Cao Gang for hundreds of years, I will restore.

"Those who made you die with hatred, don't even think about living.

"All of them must die."

The scar on Zhang Zhang Shaojie's face trembled suddenly; he pulled out a short blade, cut his palm, and let the blood drip into the fire basin, making a sizzling sound.

"Boss, our people have already been arranged into the Nankai University cafeteria; police uniforms and military uniforms have also been obtained, just waiting to watch the show," a fierce man with a full beard walked over.

"Very good.

"Tomorrow will be very lively!

"Jinhai, I'm back!"

(End of chapter)