Chapter 97: Wu Jingzhong

Lu Qiaoshan had just left when Wu Jingzhong picked up the phone and dialed the number:

"Section Chief Xiao, come over here."

Soon, Xiao Guohua walked in: "Station Chief, are you looking for me?"

"Guohua, how many years have you been with me?" Wu Jingzhong asked with a smile.

"The student graduated from the Lin Li Class before, and when you were the Director of the Investigation Office of the Eighth War Zone Headquarters in Lanzhou, the student served as the deputy captain of the inspection team."

"The captain was Section Chief Liu."

"Since then, I have followed you to the Northeast District and Jinhai at the appointment of Section Chief Liu."

"It has been five years and 73 days so far."

Xiao Guohua stood straight, meticulous.

"Five years and 73 days, you have some qualifications."

Wu Jingzhong looked at this old and steady subordinate and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Guohua had a sallow face and looked old.

Actually, he was one year younger than Yu Zecheng.

Wu Jingzhong raised his hand to signal him to sit down and smiled gently:

"How is the family? I heard from Secretary Hong that your wife gave birth to a second child."

"The old house in Gulou can't fit you anymore, right?"

"You are like this."

"Old qualifications, but never fight for merit, working hard and complaining."

"Station Chief, the student can work for you is a great blessing, how dare I speak of merit," Xiao Guohua lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes.

Wu Jingzhong seems easy-going, but is actually decisive and ruthless.

He killed many people in Lanzhou and the Northeast.

Famous for saying one thing and doing another.

Not comparable to those mud bodhisattvas like Xu Yuanju and Zhou Yanghao.

It was only after arriving in Jinhai that he indulged in gathering wealth.

Only then did he seem harmonious.

"Take this, Liu Wensheng's small villa is idle anyway."

"You take it to live in."

"There is some money here, take it to supplement your wife and children."

Wu Jingzhong opened the drawer and handed him a set of keys and a stack of silver dollars.

"Station Chief, this, how can this be?" Xiao Guohua was terrified.

"Hey!"

Wu Jingzhong patted his hand, pretending to be serious:

"You shouldn't learn from Section Chief Liu."

"Now that the light has returned, we are fighting to the death, isn't it just to let our wives and children live a good life?"

"Work cannot be delayed, and life must be enjoyed."

Xiao Guohua's legs were shaking a bit, not knowing how to answer.

"Leave the children to the nanny and mother-in-law."

"I remember your wife went to school."

"Transfer her to the file room to hang a field officer, collect documents," Wu Jingzhong ordered again.

"Thank you, Station Chief."

"Thank you, Station Chief."

"The student will definitely be loyal to you to the death."

Xiao Guohua's eyes turned red, almost crying with emotion.

"Alright."

"You are in your prime, and building houses every day is not the way."

"I'll give you a task, investigate Section Chief Liu secretly."

Wu Jingzhong rewarded him and spoke of the main topic.

Xiao Guohua heard this and sat up straight with a jolt.

Wu Jingzhong tapped his shoulder and whispered coldly:

"Watch him."

"Especially the relationship with the Garrison Headquarters."

"Who he sees."

"What he said, what he did, investigate everything clearly."

"In two days at most, I want to see evidence."

"The student understands."

Xiao Guohua stood up and took the order solemnly.

Jinhai, Police Bureau.

Light rain today.

Yu Zecheng held a black umbrella, wearing a brown windbreaker, and headed straight for the police station hall.

"Yo, hello Division Chief Yu." Someone greeted him.

"What Division Chief."

"Now it should be called Secretary Yu."

"What to call, aren't those all your friends," Yu Zecheng was polite and went straight into the detective's office.

Detective Huang was back in his old job.

No reason.

Whether Jinhai is chaotic or not, Old Huang has the final say.

Petty theft, three religions and nine streams, all have to be managed by local old people.

Currently, military mediation is imminent, and the pressure on public security is huge.

Li Hanyuan waited for Wu Jingzhong's anger to subside and immediately offered this god again.

"Detective Huang." Yu Zecheng walked in and looked around.

"Checked, no ears."

Huang Zhong closed the door and signaled him to sit.

"Great."

"Does the organization have any tasks recently?"

Yu Zecheng held a teacup and said.

"Old Yu, to be honest."

"With Shopkeeper Qiu gone, I'm also blind."

"The upper line of the Beiping traffic station is very vigilant, especially after the Cao Qingming and Shopkeeper Qiu matters."

"Ma Hansan went crazy biting the underground organization."

"The organization currently neither contacts us in Jinhai nor gives us up."

"Still doing silent screening."

Huang Zhong sighed helplessly.

"Understandable."

"Although Shopkeeper Qiu survived, according to discipline, he entered the interrogation room and handed over the list."

"The superiors have concerns, which is completely reasonable."

Yu Zecheng nodded and comforted him.

"Now many important messages can't be sent out, nor can they be conveyed down."

"I still got the intelligence from the No. 1 of the local committee."

"We have our people around Xiong Shihui, and it can be clearly stated that they have ideas about the Double Ten negotiations."

"Dai Li is sitting in town, Mao Renfeng and Shen Zui are responsible for planning."

"The one who is likely to do it is Ye Zhixiang."

"Mr. Wu is said to have issued the highest instruction, letting us use all strength to crush the enemy's conspiracy."

Huang Zhong said with a heavy face.

"Could it be a rumor?"

"Now Stalin and Truman's special ambassadors are in Shancheng."

"If Jiang does this, it is undoubtedly self-destruction."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said.

"Back then, the Japs were at the eyelids, didn't he still say 'resist foreign aggression, first pacify the interior'?"

"Jiang has always had ulterior motives toward us."

"Better to believe it exists than not."

"Our task is to use all resources and means to collect and screen intelligence."

Huang Zhong sighed.

"Now it's very troublesome, Liu Xiong is still there, I can't go back."

"Furthermore."

"Shopkeeper Qiu's matter, Wu Jingzhong already has doubts about me; if Hong Zhiyou were here, it would be great."

"He has no background, Old Wu really trusts him."

Yu Zecheng held the teacup, missing his little brother very much.

"Take it one step at a time." Huang Zhong said.

"Good, if there is anything, I will come directly to the bureau to find you," Yu Zecheng nodded.

Returning home.

Cuiping had already prepared dinner.

Still chili stir-fried meat, a cold dish.

The dish, salty.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Yu Zecheng washed his hands, sat down, and picked up a chopstick.

"Eat with rice!"

"Just have to eat more steamed buns to have strength."

"Look at you, frowning all day, much thinner than when I came."

Cuiping pouted and gave him a big steamed bun.

Yu Zecheng didn't take it, put down his chopsticks, stared at her, and sighed.

"I said you always like to spoil people's fun?"

"Always showing a face, sighing."

"How can you do a good job like this, lead a team."

"No wonder Secretary Hong says you are moldy?"

"Like this, if the mold ghost doesn't find you, it's strange."

Cuiping saw his dead look, and the fire followed.

"Did you buy the newspaper today?"

Yu Zecheng picked up the newspaper on the table and asked.

"Bought it, what's wrong? Is this also breaking discipline?" Cuiping raised her head and said unhappily.

"This is the Taihang Mountain Daily."

"Red area newspaper."

"Jinhai Daily has a department specifically for printing this kind of newspaper for the Military Statistics Bureau to monitor."

"Section Chief Li of the Water and Land Inspection Office."

"Back then, his wife was pinched out of three big teeth by Liu Xiong because she bought a newspaper."

"I begged the Station Chief to save the person."

"Otherwise, that would be the second Little Five."

Yu Zecheng looked at her and frowned to explain.

"Cuiping."

"You saw Little Five with your own eyes, don't you realize the cruelty of the struggle yet?"

"We can't make mistakes in this line, but if the enemy catches a handle, it's going to cost lives..."

Perhaps because the pressure was too great recently, Yu Zecheng's eyes were red and he was a bit excited.

"I was wrong."

"I was wrong."

"I just saw Mr. Mao's photo in the newspaper and wanted to know what was going on."

Cuiping pouted and lowered her voice to apologize to Yu Zecheng.

"Eat." Yu Zecheng picked up the porridge and took a sip.

"Will we be okay?"

Cuiping saw he wasn't angry anymore and asked in a low voice.

"No."

"The one selling newspapers is called Mi Zhiguo."

"Hong Zhiyou and I saved his father."

"But that newspaper stall, you can't go again in the future," Yu Zecheng warned lightly.

"Then, what is written on it."

"Mr. Mao's."

"Read it to me."

Cuiping felt relieved and pointed to the newspaper and asked.

"Going to Shancheng to negotiate with the Chairman."

"Maybe form a coalition government in the future," Yu Zecheng said.

Seeing she wanted to ask more, Yu Zecheng put down his chopsticks, took the steamed bun, and walked upstairs:

"No need to put so much salt in the stir-fry next time."

"The family is not short of money."

"You are not short of money, our team in the mountains can't even eat steamed buns."

Cuiping glared at him and slurped the porridge.

A while later, she saw Yu Zecheng carrying a small box and walking down:

"Give you a task."

"What task?" Cuiping was overjoyed.

"Go to the Station Chief's house tonight."

"The day after tomorrow is the Station Chief's birthday."

"If it goes well, I might have to return to the Jinhai Station."

"Send a gift first to ease the relationship," Yu Zecheng ordered.

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm annoyed to death by them, Little Five's seventh day hasn't even passed yet," Cuiping muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's not appropriate for me to go."

"Comrade Cuiping, this is a task."

Yu Zecheng didn't allow rebuttal and put the box in front of her.

"Understood," Cuiping said.

Yu Zecheng warned again, and Cuiping remembered them one by one.

9:30 PM.

Changde Road No. 1 Villa.

"Ruirui, it's enough that the money is enough."

"With Secretary Hong taking care of you, Mom is relieved."

"You can't treat him badly."

"He is there."

"What kind of strange sound are you making, child."

"Is Jianhua back? It's so late, a man and a woman alone together is not good, Jianhua will be suspicious."

"Hurry up and let Secretary Hong go back..."

Mei Qiuju's voice hadn't finished, and the phone had already been hung up.

"Old Wu, Ruirui said Secretary Hong helped her recover more than one hundred thousand US dollars."

"Also got a big mansion next to the Governor."

"Already decorated."

"She also said let us go to Xiangdao to live for a while later."

"Never thought, we still have a time to live with the Governor."

"Little Hong is truly capable."

Mei Qiuju walked to Wu Jingzhong's side, smiling as brilliantly as a flower.

"What Governor, it's the Hong Kong Governor," Wu Jingzhong knew the inside story long ago, turned a newspaper and smiled lightly:

"Little Hong has truly inherited my true teachings."

"This little matter in Xiangdao can't stump him."

"Without the debt collector, we can sleep peacefully."

Not saying it was fine, but once said, Mei Qiuju pouted and started nagging:

"What's the use of inheriting your true teachings."

"Still scared by you to the point of not daring to go home."

"Here again," Wu Jingzhong frowned.

"Right."

"I just called, and Ruirui's side didn't sound right."

"You say it's so late, Zhiyou is still lingering in Ruirui's room, won't something happen to these two children."

"Zhiyou is a famous playboy."

"If it spreads, let our in-laws know, it won't sound good."

Thinking of this, Mei Qiuju remembered and said.

Being together is good, anyway Su Jianhua was fed to the turtle, this time he really became a son-in-law... Wu Jingzhong was secretly happy, but said indifferently:

"Young people's business, why do you manage so broadly."

"Just have money."

"Your only task is, on my birthday, let them rush back to celebrate."

"Celebrate, celebrate."

"You better watch that mad dog first."

Mei Qiuju turned her head and was about to go to the bedroom.

Knock knock!

The door rang.

"Station Chief, Madam, Mrs. Yu requests an audience," the guard's voice came from outside.

"Cuiping?"

"Quick, let her in," Mei Qiuju was overjoyed.

"Quick what?"

"Search carefully."

Wu Jingzhong snorted coldly.

Stood up, took out a pistol from the drawer, and tucked it into his waist.

This woman is suspected of being a Mobile Corps Commander.

If she comes in and shoots a black gun, it will be troublesome.

Cuiping walked in carrying a box.

Seeing the Station Chief, she glared at him and walked straight to the Madam.

"Shrew."

Seeing the Station Chief, she glared at him and walked straight toward the Lady.

"Sister Mei." Upon meeting, Cuiping held her hand and smiled.

"Big sister."

"Why are you here? You say, it's hard for me to find someone compatible, and you don't come to see me."

"I, I don't like Mrs. Ma and the others."

Mei Qiuju held her, sighing with emotion.

"This is my Old Yu, missing the old leader's birthday."

"He didn't have the face to come, so he forced me to come."

"Sister Mei, to be honest, I don't want to come either."

Cuiping smiled, then her expression dimmed.

"I know."

"Your big brother's matter, I am also very sad."

"It was all Liu Xiong who did it secretly, your big brother didn't know."

"Hey, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest."

"He is also having a hard time leading the team."

"For this matter, I nagged him until his ears grew calluses."

Mei Qiuju hurriedly comforted her.

"Sister Mei, Zecheng told us all."

"I don't blame you and the Station Chief."

"Otherwise I wouldn't be able to come."

Cuiping smiled relievedly.

"Go back and talk to Zecheng properly."

"Old Wu misses him every day, now that military mediation is here, his team is short of hands."

"Hurry up and let Zecheng come back."

Mei Qiuju held her hand, feeling close from the bottom of her heart.

"He wants to come back, but that mad dog will bite him again."

"Secretary Hong is like your own son, didn't he almost get electrocuted?"

Cuiping shook her head in fear.

"Sister, don't be afraid."

"Old Wu doesn't plan to indulge Liu's surname this time."

Mei Qiuju said, leaning into her ear and whispering:

"Someone is already investigating, saying there is collusion with the Central Statistics Bureau."

"Wait."

"It's just a matter of these few days."

Cuiping was overjoyed: "Really? That's great."

"Finally can avenge my Little Five."

"Zecheng also wants to come back."

"Mayor Zhang has several wine parties a day, and he can't refuse."

"Not to hide from you, sister, he has vomited blood several times in less than a month."

"Almost died in the hospital."

"I won't hide it from you, Sister. It's been less than a month, and he's already been drunk under the table several times."

Cuiping whispered.

"He's just the type who would rather die for his pride than admit he's suffering. If the Station Chief doesn't speak up, he just keeps it bottled up and never mentions it."

"Go back and tell Zecheng."

"I approved, let him come back to work at the Jinhai Station tomorrow," Sister Mei raised her head and guaranteed.

"Thank you, Sister Mei," Cuiping was overjoyed and hugged Mei Qiuju.

"Right."

"Zecheng said this was obtained from Mu Liancheng."

"It's a painting by some Northern Song emperor, saying one foot can top your house's big mansion."

"I don't understand, anyway I brought it."

Cuiping pointed to the box and said.

"Zecheng is just polite."

"Old Wu, Zecheng brought you something."

Mei Qiuju shouted loudly to the inside.

"Who cares!"

Wu Jingzhong's shout came from inside.

"Hee hee."

"He just loves to pretend."

"Big sister, come over, recently Division Chief Tong's wife from Hangcheng sent me a batch of good silk."

"You pick a few pieces to take back to make clothes."

Mei Qiuju covered her mouth and smiled, pulling Cuiping into the inner room.

The two chatted for an hour or so, and Cuiping left with a few pieces of good silk.

She had just left when Wu Jingzhong rushed out of the room, opened the box nimbly, and studied it with a magnifying glass:

"Tsk tsk, this is the authentic work of Song Huizong."

"Really can pretend, didn't you say you didn't care?" Mei Qiuju pouted and hummed.

"Not bad."

"Zecheng, I still quite like him."

"It's time to let him come back."

Wu Jingzhong smiled and praised his wife.

Why did he nag his wife about such confidential matters as investigating Liu Xiong?

Isn't it just waiting for Cuiping's turn?

Otherwise, both sides are stuck, and no one can come down.

Yuezhou, winery.

"It's all your fault, having to fiddle and fiddle, my mother seems to have heard the movement."

Wu Ruirui complained while leaning in Hong Zhiyou's arms.

"My fault?"

"Obviously you couldn't hold your voice, right?" Hong Zhiyou smiled.

"Hateful," Wu Ruirui hummed.

"Knowing it doesn't matter."

"You are widowed, I am unmarried, isn't it normal for a man and a woman to have something?"

Hong Zhiyou kissed her.

What can be hidden from Old Wu?

Old Wu didn't call personally, which means he tacitly approved of him and Ruirui being together.

"Sleep early, we'll go back to Jinhai tomorrow morning."

Saying that, he pulled the quilt up and said.

"Didn't you say wait for Liu Xiong to die, then we go back?" Wu Ruirui didn't understand.

"Almost there."

Hong Zhiyou smiled, drilled deep into the quilt.

"Ah, you want to die."

"Hateful."

The next day.

Wu Jingzhong took the secret passage and came directly to the interrogation room.

Chen Genbao lay on the electric chair, covered in blood.

"Station Chief," Lu Qiaoshan hurriedly stood up.

"Confessed?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Confessed."

"He admitted that he was instructed by Section Chief Liu to monitor Hong Zhiyou and took photos," Lu Qiaoshan said.

"What about the camera?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"The camera and film, he said he sold them to someone else."

"Introduced by a middleman."

"No need to think, it must be the Central Statistics Bureau," Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Station Chief, no, no..."

Chen Genbao wanted to explain that the camera was snatched by someone else.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Old Five gave him two punches, and he swallowed it hard.

"Are you sure it's Liu Xiong?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Sure."

"Interrogation record, he pressed his own fingerprint," Lu Qiaoshan showed the interrogation record and said seriously.

"Very good."

Wu Jingzhong nodded, without any thought of questioning.

"Station Chief, how to deal with Chen Genbao?" Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Colluding with the Central Statistics Bureau, follow the family rules," Wu Jingzhong ordered coldly.

"Old Five, come with me."

Lu Qiaoshan happily received the order.

Waving his hand, Old Five and two subordinates dragged Chen Genbao out.

Follow family rules.

That is, don't announce it, directly "biu."

"Station Chief, woo, woo..."

Chen Genbao struggled and sobbed.

Wu Jingzhong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes extremely cold.

Like looking at an ant that is not worth pitying.

Returning to the Station Chief's office, he put the interrogation materials into the drawer.

Xiao Guohua happened to walk in.

"Any news?" Wu Jingzhong asked with a gentle smile.

"Station Chief, this is what I took yesterday."

"Section Chief Liu he..."

Xiao Guohua hesitated to speak, and handed over the photos.

In the photo.

Liu Xiong and Ma Kui appeared in the teahouse.

Another one was a photo of Liu Xiong and Tang Wu meeting.

"Right, Station Chief, there is something I don't know if I should say," Xiao Guohua said in a low voice.

"Speak!" Wu Jingzhong said.

"Before Secretary Hong left, he once revealed a piece of news to me."

"Captain Ma had been investigating you and Mu Liancheng's matter, according to Mi Zhiguo, there are also photos of you and Mu Liancheng interacting," Xiao Guohua said.

"What!" Wu Jingzhong was shocked.

He

"Captain Ma has been investigating you and Mu Liancheng's affairs. According to Mi Zhiguo, there are even photos of you and Mu Liancheng together," Xiao Guohua said.

"What!" Wu Jingzhong was horrified.

He suddenly understood why Ma Kui could offend Hu Die and anger Madam Jiang, yet still be appointed as an "Imperial Envoy" by Headquarters.

This man was clearly a pawn Mao Renfeng was using against him.

Boss Dai had tacitly allowed them to investigate him.

What was even more terrifying was:

His most trusted brother and old subordinate, Liu Xiong, was actually colluding with Ma Kui in private.

This wasn't just cutting off his source of wealth.

This was trying to take his life!

For a moment, Wu Jingzhong's heart went cold.

(End of chapter)