Chapter 53

Wu Jingzhong was worrying about how to explain it to the Special Commissioner, not expecting him to arrive uninvited.

"Tsk!

"Misfortunes never come singly," he looked at the three "stinky cobblers" (Hong Zhiyou, etc.) and muttered with a frown.

Previously, he had boasted to Boss Dai, claiming that this time he would definitely achieve a miraculous merit.

Boss Dai telegraphed his praise: This plan is unparalleled, it will definitely create Red bandits.

And he said he had prepared a celebration banquet for him in Jingling, just waiting to claim merit from the Chairman.

Well, it was another clumsy big play where he exposed his butt.

"Renchu, the matter is like this..."

He couldn't hide it anymore; Wu Jingzhong could only avoid the important and dwell on the trivial.

"I have emphasized to Tian Baihua many times at the Garrison Headquarters meeting that the Security Brigade must clear out Sun Meiyao's remnants to ensure the Party-State's key areas are secure.

"But he wouldn't listen.

"Look at Mawang Town; officials, troops, bandits, and hostages are all stewed in a big pot."

"Now it's good, the Red Tickets were in my net, but a bunch of Cheng Yaojins killed their way in.

"Renchu, when a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water gets stuck in their teeth.

"I caught up with it, no way out."

Wu Jingzhong complained while slapping his palms, and at the same time threw the pot to the Security Brigade.

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Puchen held a cigarette and took two puffs: "Where is Team Leader Ma?"

"Team Leader Ma is brave.

"He led people to follow the cars and killed his way into the Red Ticket's mountain stronghold in Baoding.

"Currently, both sides are fighting; I just called Baoding's Mobile Corps Commander Yao and asked them to rush to reinforce.

"With the assistance of the Security Brigade, we will definitely win a complete victory!"

Wu Jingzhong opened his mouth and bragged to the heavens.

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Puchen looked up at him, spitting, smoking, just not talking.

"Little Brother, regarding the report..."

Wu Jingzhong didn't mind the smoke choking his throat anymore; he leaned forward to drink tea and apologize with a smile.

"Wait for Team Leader Ma to come back," Wang Puchen said unhurriedly.

"Also good.

"Little Brother, go rest first; when he comes back, I'll notify you," Wu Jingzhong said.

After Wang Puchen returned to the reception room.

Wu Jingzhong closed the door, stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly:

"Three of you, speak?

"If Commissioner Wang's report isn't written well, you, me, just wait to roll up our bedding and go home to hold our children."

The three looked at each other, none daring to speak.

Especially Lu Qiaoshan, whose face was so black he wanted to kill someone.

Wu Jingzhong looked around and pointed at him with a smile:

"Qiaoshan doesn't have to worry about where to go; missing the chance to catch Yong Jianqiu is a small matter.

"Transferred back to Jingling, Officer Zheng will have to give you an adjutant or attendant position."

Wu Jingzhong had to point at Lu Qiaoshan.

Because the key to untying this knot was Ma Kui.

He had already boasted Ma Kui into a hero, but Lu Qiaoshan didn't get along with Ma Kui; if he kept insisting on his own logic, things would be very difficult to handle.

So, he had to share a pot first and knock him down a peg.

"Station Master, I lost the craft; isn't that all Station Master Ma's intelligence..."

Lu Qiaoshan cursed his eighteen generations of ancestors while shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"Jingling is good; it's easy to enjoy the cool under a big tree!"

Wu Jingzhong didn't pick up the topic, just sighed at the ceiling.

Lu Qiaoshan gave an awkward, smooth smile.

Hong Zhiyou and Yu Zecheng looked at each other; both truly sympathized with Old Lu.

They had finally caught a chance to stomp Ma Kui to death.

As a result, Ma Kui became a hero, and Lu Qiaoshan ended up carrying the pot for "missing the chance."

One can only say that ginger is still old and spicy; Old Wu turns his hands for clouds and covers them for rain.

Yet Lu Qiaoshan couldn't refuse this move.

What kind of place was Jinhai?

Apart from Shanghai, it was the most prosperous city in the country.

The key was that the heavens were high and the Emperor was far away.

As long as Wu Jingzhong didn't mess with him, Lu Qiaoshan held a key position, taking bribes and counting money until his hands cramped.

In Jingling, there were Jianfeng, Song, and Chen fighting.

Below, there were Zheng Jiemin, Ye Xiufeng, and Dai Li killing each other to death.

You could throw a brick on the street and hit a field officer.

If Lu Qiaoshan were transferred back, he would be a small shrimp to be manipulated; how could he be so happy and free?

"Station Master, I think you don't have to be so pessimistic.

"As long as we are of one heart, handle the Commissioner, this matter is a great merit."

Lu Qiaoshan clearly understood this logic, gritted his teeth, and smiled forcefully.

He was a Cantonese; he hadn't spent little money to get transferred to Jinhai back then.

A while ago, he made a mistake in the Cao Gang matter, and half of his loot was scraped away by "Wu Jingzhong."

Now he still held two fat positions: Police Chief and Waterway Inspection Office Director; how could he be willing to leave without scraping enough?

Packing up and transferring now would be a huge loss.

"Oh?

"Great merit? What kind of great merit?

"Section Chief Lu, tell me quickly."

Wu Jingzhong saw he was on the right track and asked with a satisfied smile.

"First, immediately send garrison troops to redeem Team Leader Ma and the others, then find a dozen scapegoats from Mashan Town to act as hostages for Team Leader Ma to claim merit.

"Doesn't Team Leader Ma have intelligence on the Red Ticket underground printing plant?

"End a few overnight, catch a batch of workers.

"Blooming on both ends, how can it not be a great merit?"

Lu Qiaoshan's eyes flashed with cold light as he came up with a ghost idea.

"Good!"

Wu Jingzhong praised loudly:

"Section Chief Lu is worthy of being an old hand from the Nanchang Investigation Section; this move is wonderful.

"Zecheng, Secretary Hong, you learn from him."

"Yes, yes!" The two hurriedly flattered Lu Qiaoshan.

"Qiaoshan, clearing out the Red Ticket printing plant and finding the scapegoats is left to Sheng Xiang to handle.

"I've already called Mobile Corps Commander Yao in Baoding.

"You go pick up Ma Kui, and on the way, find a remote village in Mashan Town and let Ma Kui do it himself."

Wu Jingzhong raised his chin and arranged it righteously.

"Accepted." Lu Qiaoshan bowed gratefully.

Sheng Xiang was his own person, so there was no risk of him intentionally ruining things or kicking him while he was down.

Picking up Ma Kui meant Ma Kui owed him a favor.

"Issuing an edict" for Ma Kui to find scapegoats.

Not only was it protection and appreciation from the Station Master.

But it also allowed him to grab Ma Kui's pigtail.

He had given enough "grace" inside and out.

"Station Master, I'll go do it now." Lu Qiaoshan couldn't wait.

"Wait."

Wu Jingzhong took a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the drawer and handed them to him with a smile:

"A gift from a friend, said it's the same model as Marshall's; my old eyes aren't dim yet, so I won't pretend to be scholarly.

"You take them; if the lenses don't fit, you can have them refitted at the Army Hospital."

"Thank you, Station Master!" Lu Qiaoshan was overjoyed to receive them.

"Go, you've worked hard." Wu Jingzhong nodded.

Lu Qiaoshan no longer had any dissatisfaction, glanced proudly at Hong and Yu, and left happily.

Wu Jingzhong watched Lu Qiaoshan leave with cold eyes, then sat in his chair, let out a breath, and teased:

"This time we shouldn't be exposing our butts, right?

"Alright, no one sleep tonight; just wait."

"Station Master, Section Chief Lu going out will definitely succeed.

"You sleep; Zhiyou and I will just wait for news," Yu Zecheng said respectfully with a smile.

"Zecheng, Zhiyou.

"Do you know why I didn't let you handle it?" Wu Jingzhong narrowed his eyes and said, looking somewhat exhausted.

"Compassion, cherishing," Hong Zhiyou answered simply and concisely.

"Yes.

"The workplace is like a battlefield; if you block someone's path, they will want your life!

"Go."

Wu Jingzhong opened his eyes and waved his hand meaningfully.

After the two left, his brow sank, and he pulled open the drawer to take out a secret report.

The telegram had several pages:

"Yu Zecheng.

"Formerly belonged to the important Red Ticket spy Lu Zongfang.

"After assassinating Li Haifeng, this person was identified by Japanese-puppet secret agents, was seriously wounded in a gunfight, and was saved by the Xiangnan merchant Situ Guangzong.

"Later, after recovering, he returned to the Jingling Station on his own, confirmed by Ye Ziming to have returned to Shancheng.

"Investigation: Not long after Yu returned to the Jingling Station, Situ Guangzong moved his whole family to the Philippines to inherit the family business.

"According to intelligence from the Xiangdao Station, Situ Guangzong's daughter confirmed there was no such act of saving Yu.

"However, Situ is a distant relative of Chen Bijun and has pro-Japanese suspicions; it is possible he was treated secretly.

"Investigation: Situ had a stroke and lost his speech, unable to personally verify.

"Yu, past is in doubt."

After reading it, Wu Jingzhong put away the telegram and sighed coldly:

"In doubt!

"Sigh, I cherish you, but who cherishes me?"

(End of chapter)