Gu Qi looked at Lie Yan and shouted to a little spy: "If you keep urging them, I don't care what important tasks their fire station has. If they don't arrive within five minutes, I will report them to the top for malfeasance in their duties."

Zuo Zhong was off duty tonight. He was on duty in the department as the deputy section chief. He heard an explosion just as he was about to eat. He led people to the scene and found that there was an explosion in a pharmacy, and there were several acquaintances there.

He turned around to ask the bastards in the first place what was going on, and saw Zuo Zhong walking out of a car. He seemed to be in a bad mood, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Section Chief, a store called Jishi Pharmacy had a violent explosion and caused a fire. After questioning the witnesses, we learned that there had been a fierce exchange of fire. The boss is a middle-aged man named Zhang Anren, whose native place is..."

"Sharen, a senior official from Hunan, we inspected this store before. During the drug case, we conducted a detailed internal inspection and found no problems. How did such a violent explosion occur?"

Zuo Zhong interrupted Gu Qi's report, turned around and looked at the pale Liu Gui: "This is something you guys did together, damn it, why did you react so quickly today?"

Liu Gui did not answer, and he and several agents from the same branch stared blankly at the blazing flames. Zuo Zhong was so angry that he looked like a waste, and immediately wanted to step forward and give them a few slaps to wake them up.

Gu Qi, the section chief, knew about Jishi Pharmacy before he arrived. When he heard Zuo Zhong asking Liu Gui, he whispered: "When we came, he had already brought people here. He felt like he was scared out of his wits."

Scared? That was too much to underestimate the secret service headquarters and Liu Gui. Zuo Zhong took a few steps closer to the scene. The hot air burned his face. He sniffed. The smell of burning was unpleasant.

There seemed to be a truck in the pharmacy lobby? Could it have been an explosion caused by a car accident? But what was the gunshot the witness said about it? He wanted to observe the scene carefully and find some clues.

"Boom."

At this time, the building that had been burning for a long time finally collapsed, with flying sparks flying everywhere. Zuo Zhong thought about it in his mind and felt that he could not get involved in this matter, let alone take the blame for the secret service headquarters.

He shouted to his men: "The people from the Second Division will retreat immediately. The scene will be handed over to the Jinling Police Station and the First Division. All existing evidence and witnesses will be handed over. Don't delay others' investigation of the case."

The agents from the Intelligence Section agreed with a bang, and the entire team gathered to prepare for the evacuation. Now Liu Gui could no longer pretend, and stopped being in a daze. He rushed to Zuo Zhong's side with a disgusting smile.

"Chief Zuo, since you have taken over the scene, it is the case of the Second Division. We still have official business to deal with, so we won't stay any longer and won't send it off." After saying this, he wanted to wipe the soles of his feet and run away.

Zuo Zhong pulled out his gun directly, put it against his head and said: "If you dare to leave, I will shoot you. If you want to take a gamble, maybe you can throw the blame on our second department, okay?"

"

Not only him, the agents present in the Intelligence Division took out PPKs, Thomsons, and grenades and pointed them at the people in the same place. This was not the first time that the two parties used knives and guns. They were all used to it.

Looking at Zuo Zhong's smiling face, Liu Gui sighed. If Zuo Zhong had come a few minutes later, he would have been able to throw this hot potato out. Now it was good, it was really a waste of money.

He slowly raised his hands: "Brother, it was just a joke. Don't be impulsive. Please drive slower and pay attention to safety. Our special agent headquarters has taken over this case and will report the situation when the time comes."

This man was really flexible and flexible. Zuo Zhong scolded him with a stern face: "Niang Xipi, you shameless bitch, if you dare to make such a joke with me next time, believe it or not, I will really dare to shoot you."

He put down his gun and shouted directly: "Go, retreat immediately."

The people from the intelligence department began to leave the scene, and Zuo Zhong got into Gucci's car. Liu Gui, who was nodding and bowing, was still standing on the side of the road waving goodbye. This despicable look made Gucci disgusted.

He had no choice but to explain: "When I arrived at the scene, Liu Gui was already there. He looked stunned. I didn't expect that he was pretending to be stupid and shirk responsibility. I almost fell into his trap. This bastard is really not a thing."

Zuo Zhong didn't say anything. What he cared about was whether Zhang Anren was an underground party, what happened to Jishi Pharmacy, how did he get there, and who caused the explosion?

All this can only be verified by the underground party. If Jishi Pharmacy is an important location, evacuation and cleaning work must be carried out as soon as possible. Liu Gui is more difficult to deal with than Wang Aofu, so we must be more vigilant.

Zuo Zhong yawned: "Lao Gu sent me back to Chaotian Palace. I thought about this case. It should be a matter of the underground party. It has nothing to do with our secret service. Let Liu Gui fight with the other party."

Gu Qi turned the steering wheel and drove towards Zuo Zhong's residence. In his heart, he agreed with Zuo Zhong's view. The underground party's methods were becoming more and more sharp, and there was no need for them to fight each other to the death.

If you do well, you will get credit for it, but if you do poorly, you will be scolded. If you have such skill, it is better to catch more spies. I don’t know when the Chairman will return to Jinling. The Zhejiang team has not yet been rewarded for their contributions.

After passing blockades and checkpoints, the car successfully arrived at Chaotian Palace. Gu Qi stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly disappeared into the night. Zuo Zhong walked into the house and carefully checked whether it was safe.

After confirming that no one was in the courtyard and there was no eavesdropping device in the house, he took out his mobile phone from the room and sent a message. Then he put the mobile phone and gun on the table and sat in the main room to wait.

Five minutes have passed....

Ten minutes have passed....

Until half an hour later, the phone was still lying quietly on the table. Zuo Zhong loaded the pistol first and sent another message, but the result was the same as the previous one, as if nothing had happened.

Zuo Zhong frowned, but he didn't panic too much. He could turn on his phone around the clock here, but the underground party couldn't. He had to avoid possible electronic reconnaissance activities and couldn't turn on his phone at any time.

If half an hour doesn't work, then one hour, if one hour doesn't work, then one day. If the other party is fine, he will definitely turn on his phone to contact him, because the more urgent the situation, the more important his information is.

Zuo Zhong sat like this all night and sent more than a dozen messages, but when it came time to go to work, he still had not received a reply. In order not to attract attention, he suppressed his fatigue and went to the Secret Service.

After approving Fu Ling's plan and reviewing various documents and files, Zuo Zhong concentrated on the work, hoping to forget about it for the time being. He placed his cell phone under a pile of documents.

At the same time, news of the big explosion last night also came out. Some said it was an explosion in the national military arsenal, and some said it was the remnants of the Japanese retaliation from the East Asia Club. In short, it was very chaotic.

Zuo Zhong also heard a few stories, but only one seemed very reliable, saying that something went wrong when the secret service headquarters was hunting down the underground party, and the other party seized the opportunity and died together. The first one suffered heavy losses.

But it was all hearsay, with no reliable source of information. Just as Zuo Zhong was thinking about who to ask for information, Song Minghao walked into the office with his bandaged hand in hand, looking like a gossip on his face.

He said mysteriously: "Section Chief, there was a lot of crying in a family area this morning, and many families were wearing sackcloth and mourning. I heard that Liu Gui led people to search for underground gangs and was ambushed last night, and many people died."

Zuo Zhong closed the document and threw a cigarette to him: "Where did you hear this? There is no news from our network. You are so powerful? Don't listen to what others say."

Song Minghao picked up the cigarette and put it under his nose and smelled it, with an expression of enjoyment: "No, my reliable relationship at the secret service headquarters revealed it. Xu Enzeng has strictly ordered everyone to keep it secret and not to leak it."

Zuo Zhong saw the disgusting look on his face when he smelled the cigarette, and said angrily: "Just smoke it, what do you smell? But since Xu Enzeng strictly ordered it to be kept secret, he must have arranged measures. How did you get the news out through your connections?"

Also, I keep hearing you talk about connections. Who is your informant? Is it a cadre from the secretarial office or the intelligence department? Isn’t it a lot of money to get accurate information every time?"

Song Minghao sneered, put the cigarette in his pocket, and said sheepishly: "No, he is a boiler burner in a canteen. Don't look at him as inconspicuous. He has been in the same place for many years and has a very wide network of contacts.

I just got to know him when I entered this industry. He usually likes to take a sip, and talks a lot when he drinks too much. He becomes familiar with him after going back and forth. It is enough to give him some money to buy drinks, and the information is basically correct. "

"Pfft, cough, cough."

Zuo Zhong almost choked to death on a puff of cigarette. Song Minghao was so wild that he even hooked up with the Kitchen God at the secret service headquarters. No wonder he could spread the news. Who would pay attention to a boiler burner?

Seeing that the section chief was about to cough up tears, Song Minghao quickly handed over the water glass. Zuo Zhong drank several sips before he felt better. He thought to himself that he must never underestimate the little people in the future.

Zuo Zhong put down the water glass and asked: "Is it the action of Jishi Pharmacy? I felt something was wrong when I went there last night. It is estimated that no less than a dozen people died in the fire. The smell, hum."

Song Minghao shook his head: "I heard him say it was a pharmacy. I don't know if it was called Jishi. A group of twenty people went in at one place, and no one came out. One general was incompetent and exhausted the entire army."

Twenty people!

No wonder Liu Gui was in a daze last night. Maybe in addition to wanting to push the blame, he was really frightened. Xu Enzeng would definitely scold him or kill him if he knew the news.

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Zuo Zhong said: "The rest is in (the author's words), right at the end of the article. If you change it during the day, the number of words will be the same, and there will be no extra deductions."

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I think from a biological point of view, life reads almost like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, and its own internal cycles of growth and decay.

It begins with innocent childhood, followed by a rough youth period, a rough attempt to adapt to a mature society, with the enthusiasm and ignorance, ideals and ambitions of youth;

Later, they reach an adult period with very intense activities, gain benefits from experience, and gain more experience from society and human nature;

In middle age, the tension is slightly relieved, the character becomes mature, like the ripeness of fruit or the ripeness of fine wine, and gradually adopts a more tolerant, cynical, and kind attitude toward life.

manner;

Later, when we age, the endocrine glands reduce their activity. If we have a true philosophical concept of old age and adjust our lifestyle according to this concept.
Chapter completed!