"No! Absolutely not!"

When Xu Enzeng heard Zuo Zhong's words, he immediately expressed strong opposition. The white blood cell project was the achievement of the Secret Service Headquarters. No one should try to cut it off halfway, and Minister Chen would not allow this to happen.

The spies at a Shanghai station also increased their vigilance. It is not uncommon to pick peaches in officialdom. They have worked hard to follow this case for so long. What if the smiling tiger and the jealous tiger steal the credit?

"Don't get excited, everyone."

Zuo Zhong smiled softly and said with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Don't worry, I'm here to supervise the execution of the plan. I only have ears and eyes. You can handle the case how you want to handle it.

After the case is over, there is no need to add my name to the file. To be honest, this kind of case is nothing in our Secret Service. I have this time to grab credit, so I might as well catch a few spies."

After he finished speaking very Versailles, he shook the official letters and documents in his hand, and motioned to the people in the first department to take them for verification first. This is standard procedure, and all orders and personnel appointments must be confirmed twice.

After Shi Zhenmei and Luo Ma listened, they looked at Xu Enzeng with embarrassed expressions. No matter how bad the relationship between the first and second offices was in private, they had to accept formal documents. This was the rule.

If every department makes excuses to refuse orders from their superiors, how will the country be managed? Once this matter gets out, even if it is related to the white blood cell program, the Shanghai Station will have to accept the severest punishment.

The core operating rules of power.

Whoever touches him dies...

Xu Enzeng naturally understood this truth, and after hesitating for a while, he realized that since he couldn't stand up hard, he should be soft-spoken and worship Zuo as a Bodhisattva to see what he would do.

His face softened a little, and he said to Shi Zhenmei: "Go get the official letter and certificates, contact the bureau headquarters immediately for verification, and remember to archive all incoming and outgoing messages to prevent anyone from denying the account."

"Yes, Director."

Shi Zhenmei wiped the cold sweat from her head, took the thin sheets of hot potato with both hands, and ran to the telecommunications room quickly, thinking that when gods fight, mortals suffer, so she should just stay away.

As soon as he left, the place became quiet, and the cold wind blew on everyone. Zuo Zhong wrapped himself in a thick windbreaker and wandered around the courtyard with his hands behind his back, chatting quietly with Wu Chunyang from time to time.

But Xu Enzeng was wearing a thin suit when he rushed out, and his lips were already purple from the cold. He was too embarrassed to leave, so he could only stand in the wind and look at Zuo Zhong fiercely.

"Ah, cut~"

After a few minutes, he finally couldn't help but sneeze, and two long green dragons spurted out from his nostrils, almost hitting the heads of the surrounding agents. He quickly and cleverly handed over a handkerchief.

"I said, Lao Xu, why don't you go back to the building first? It involves the success or failure of the White Blood Cell Project and the underground party. If anything happens to you, I can't bear the responsibility."

Zuo Zhong, who was watching the excitement over there, didn't think it was a big deal. He tightened his sheepskin gloves and joked with a playful smile. He decided in his heart that if Lao Xu sneezed again, he would send him back to Jinling to recuperate.

"snort."

After hearing this, Xu Enzeng sneered and turned his head to look elsewhere. It was impossible to leave. If he lost face in front of so many subordinates, who would listen to him as the director in the future?

The worst he could do was catch a cold, which would only make him uncomfortable for a few days at most. Compared with his dignity, this sacrifice was insignificant. As he thought about it, he stamped his feet on the spot. From a distance, it looked like he was dancing.

Wu Chunyang watched this scene and covered his mouth to avoid laughing. At the same time, he was curious about what the White Blood Cell Project was. Could it be that so many of them came to Shanghai from Jinling just for this matter?

But the deputy director did not explain, which means that the matter is still top secret, so he cannot take the initiative to ask. This is the rule of the Secret Service, but depending on the situation, the case will be made public soon.

On the other side, Luo Ma, captain of the Shanghai Station Action Team of the Secret Service Headquarters, carefully observed Zuo Zhong. He had heard about this famous name for a long time. For example, he had repeatedly cracked the intelligence network of Japanese spies in Jinling.

There was also the Jiujiawei incident, which relied on the other party to turn the tide and kill several underground party members, saving some face for the party and the country. If Deputy Director Dai hadn't stepped on a landmine, the harvest would have been even greater.

Such an intelligence expert was sent to do supervision work, which is really overqualified. The matter is definitely not that simple. It should be related to the struggle between the top management. People like you should be careful.

The two sides stared at each other for more than ten minutes. Shi Zhenmei came back and walked to Xu Enzeng's side, muttering a few words in a low voice. Xu Enzeng's face became increasingly ugly, and finally he walked away.

Zuo Zhong ignored this guy and asked with a gentle smile on his face: "Stationmaster Shi, Jinling has confirmed my identity. Now I can go in and supervise the white blood cell project."

"Yes, yes, please."

Shi Zhenmei shuddered when she saw that sly smile, and quickly bent down and raised her hand towards the office building: "Welcome to the special commissioner in this humble position. We were just holding a relevant regular meeting."

"Oh? That's a coincidence."

Zuo Zhong raised his eyebrows. There must be something wrong with such a positive answer. This guy with glasses is a bit dishonest. Could it be that this person wants him to participate in the case? So what's the reason?

Several possibilities flashed through his mind, and he walked into the office building with Wu Chunyang calmly on the surface, and was guided into the office. Xu Enzeng sat inside and drank hot water.

Shi Zhenmei was afraid that the two superiors would quarrel again, so she was the first to ask for instructions: "Director, should the meeting continue? According to the agenda, Luo Ma should report on the key points of the white blood cell plan next."

"Just follow the agenda." Xu Enzeng rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "Our secret service headquarters works openly and honestly, unlike some people who hide good things whenever they have them. It's purely a villain's behavior."

I don’t know where he got the confidence to say such shameless words. Does a group of spies have anything to do with being upright? Zuo Zhong chuckled, raised his thumb and uttered two words.

"admire."

"snort."

Xu Enzeng heard the implication, knocked on the table unhappily and announced: "Okay, let's have a meeting, Luoma, you are the first person in charge of the white blood cell program, please introduce the relevant situation."

Everyone, listen carefully and study hard. There are many places in the plan that draw on the organization and propaganda methods of the underground party. We should treat others in their own way and completely disintegrate the other party."

He said a few words at the beginning, and then looked at Zuo Zhong. As a special correspondent from the bureau headquarters, respect should be given. When Zuo Zhong saw it, he smiled and waved his hand, pointed at his mouth and shook his head.

Xu Enzeng narrowed his eyes and did not relax his vigilance at all. Zuo was the best at disguise, as he had proven many times, and a biting dog would not bark. Then he turned to the llama and nodded.

"The special commissioner has no objection, just tell me."

"Yes, Director."

Luoma replied, calmly walked to a small blackboard, and carefully wrote four big characters on it - bottom route, and then said something very rude.

"We previously focused on arresting middle- and upper-level cadres of the underground party. I have to say that this is a wrong direction, at least the success rate is not high. If we want to make a breakthrough, we must make changes.

After our experiments, the easiest targets to persuade and instigate rebellion are the grassroots members of the underground party. Unlike the middle- and upper-level cadres, they have careers, families, and relatives, and are afraid of losing their jobs.

Especially for people who are not determined, even if they are incited to rebel, they will not report it to their superiors because they are afraid of being suspected, being cut off from the organization, and they dare not run away because of family pressure.

The first insider cell we harvested was such a small person. He was not paid for being an underground party messenger and even had to provide funds for his activities. This was the biggest reason for his surrender."

When Luo Ma said this, he looked at Zuo Zhong and explained respectfully: "Reporting to the special commissioner, I have divided the cells that instigate and develop rebellion into two types. One is the insider cells that are mixed within the underground party organization.

The other type is outside cells that operate among the ordinary classes. They are placed in sensitive areas where underground parties or other parties organize activities more frequently, and they are peripheral eyes and ears.

The role of these people is to divide and disintegrate opponents, and they are responsible for collecting daily intelligence, providing relevant clues, and paying close attention to abnormal situations or suspicious characters within a certain range."

"Not bad, very appropriate."

Zuo Zhong smiled and praised, and touched the mobile phone in his pocket. His heart was full of murderous intent. This spy was too dangerous. If he was allowed to continue, the underground party would be in big trouble.

The key to any intelligence network is not the latent spies, but the inconspicuous auxiliary personnel. Without them, the intelligence organization will slowly suffocate and die like a fish out of water.

Luoma on the opposite side was praised by the respected commissioner, and he spoke more and more enthusiastically: "Since the establishment of the first insider cell, we have never arrested any underground party suspects.

Instead, we select those who are likely to cooperate and send professional persuasion personnel to secretly go to the other party's home or take them to a remote place to talk about life first and then the underground party.

When persuading people to surrender, pay attention to the way you talk and remind the target that he has a wife and children, and that his whole family depends on him to support him. If he joins a reactionary organization and disturbs public order, if he is arrested, his family will also be implicated.

You must constantly put pressure on the other person, ensure his family's safety, promise money, power, beauty and other conditions, and finally warn the target not to tell anyone else about the conversation."

He looked at the people present with pride and added loudly: "In short, we must replace abuse and slander with political propaganda, and replace inefficient torture and abuse with humane ideological influence.

After successfully instigating rebellion, you must conduct an in-depth investigation into the organizational relationships of the underground party, persuade and instigate rebellion one by one in the opposite direction, follow the clues to find the other party's senior officials, and wait for opportunities to clean up some of them.

More importantly, any obstacles that are not conducive to the promotion of inner cells within the organization must be eradicated at all costs, so as to clear the way for them to enter higher-level institutions.

Here I can proudly announce good news to everyone. All grassroots activities of underground party organizations in certain areas of Shanghai are under our control and can be eliminated at any time!"

"Wow..."

The senior officers of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service Headquarters stood up and clapped excitedly. The applause was thunderous. They knew that the White Blood Cell Project was powerful, but they did not expect it to be so powerful. Now, promotion and wealth are just around the corner.
Chapter completed!