Chapter VIII
In the base, Zhong Qianmo, who already knew the result, did not seem particularly excited. After being silent for a while, Zhong Qianmo stroked his white hair vigorously and looked at An Nianrong with a slight expression.
"My children rarely let me down, and I dare say they let you down either."
An Nianrong shrugged her nose mischievously. "They're your a**. You may not believe it, but I didn't have any worries from beginning to end, and working with Uncle Zhong is the easiest thing for you to do. β
Zhong Qianmo laughed. "Stinky girl, do you slap my old man's ass? If you look at the way you smoke, you know that you are not sincere now. Play this trick with me, ask your old man, is there anyone who can fool Zhong Xiaozi? β
An Nianrong smiled without saying a word, and stretched her waist gently. The youthful aura on her body was so strong that Zhong Qianmo was sad for her dying for a moment.
"That way, I won't feel uneasy when you're going to take in and care for these young people." Zhong Qianmo looked at An Nianrong intently. "It's the only thing I can't worry about."
An Nianrong stood up and walked to a window, from which she could see the desolate Gobi outside the base. If you don't mind the grains of sand flying in the air, then people will love that pure and rich golden yellow. An Nianrong also likes it, when she received similar training, she had learned to make fun in suffering. All others see is her current decent dress and temperament, and only she knows how hard-won it is.
She could feel Zhong Qianmo staring at her expectantly. In the past, when he did this, An Nianrong always chose to give in, after all, Zhong Qianmo never made any excessive demands.
But now, she had to refuse.
"These people are your sweethearts, and I have no reason not to accept them." She folded her arms over her chest and used what was probably the most tactful tone of her life. "Except for one person."
Zhong Qianmo's face darkened. "You mean Romon."
An Nianrong was a little apologetic. "I know your focus is on Rohm, but reason tells me that my department can't accept him."
Zhong Qianmo let out a long sigh. "Tell me your reasoning?"
"He's not as good as he used to be." An Nianrong lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look at Zhong Qianmo's eyes. "And I've been able to find someone like him within the Security Service. But most of all, he was in big trouble. If I take over from you to protect him, he will only bring harm to my career. β
Zhong Qianmo didn't answer, but lowered his head and said nothing.
An Nianrong walked to the edge of his chair, squatted in front of him, and patted his hands comfortingly.
"I know he's like a son to you, and you're worried about him, but I'm thinking about things much more than a Rohman. Uncle Zhong, it's not your style to care so much about the future of a subordinate. β
Zhong Qianmo in turn held An Nianrong's hand, his eyes were very sincere.
"The reason why I think that Rohmon is indispensable to you and me is because of a quality in him that is his absolute loyalty to his promises. In this day and age, there are not many people like Rohm. Other people are useful, but the best is Rohm, who is the kind of person who takes a little bit of time to fully understand. β
An Nianrong smiled. "We're going to find out the oracle, and that's more important than anything else in front of us. I have some privileges, but they are not enough to confront a military commander. You are able to take care of him now also because of your body. Do you think Fang Linchuan will let Rohmon go? He just has to wait a few months, and when you can't take care of Romon, he'll take action on him. β
A trace of strong dissatisfaction appeared in Zhong Qianmo's eyes.
"Fang Linchuan is a party member anyway, how can he be embarrassed to do such a thing."
"That's why I don't want Rohm. At that time, if he had matured a little more, he would not have made that choice. What we need in this industry is friends, all kinds of friends, and we can't be rash and invite enemies for ourselves for some small things. An Nianrong stood up. He was supposed to have a future, but he ruined himself. β
Zhong Qianmo sneered.
"I guess it's my fault because until now I didn't have a strict definition of who he was. As a soldier, I agree with his approach. β
An Nianrong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. When Zhong Qianmo stopped chasing and hitting the ground, it showed that he had accepted the reality.
"Let's talk about the oracle." Zhong Qianmo smiled tiredly. "What's the latest news now?"
"According to unreliable intelligence sources, the 'oracle' has reached the highest levels of power, or at least has access to the core of power." An Nianrong stood up, a little more anxious in her voice. "What we have to do now is to prove that there is such a system or such a person."
"I don't think there's any evidence needed to substantiate this suspicion." Zhong Qianmo looked at An Nianrong suspiciously. "So you see, how much it will help to catch Amat?"
"So far, apart from you and me, only five people have known about the actions against Amat. Whether it's ** or **, they have direct contact with a certain office in the White House, and the capture of Amat allows us to get a lot of first-hand information, so that the CIA will inevitably ask the 'oracle' to activate, then we will have a chance to get clues. β
An Nianrong's gaze was fixed on a certain point on the wall.
"There's only one thing we can be sure of now. If there really is an 'oracle', then the Second and Third Departments of the General Staff, the General Political Liaison Office, and the Ministry of State Security will all suffer a fatal blow, and the consequences will be unimaginable. β
Zhong Qianmo was silent again.
The essence and characteristic of intelligence work is that there are always backup means.
After the successive Yu Qiangsheng and *** incidents, the problems reflected in the entire intelligence system have aroused great attention from the central authorities, and the unique and unchecked absolute power of the intelligence organs is considered to be the root cause of all these problems. Reform is necessary, as early as 10 years ago, Zhong Qianmo's special forces and An Nianrong's special affairs department of the National Security Bureau were the products of this reform, and these two departments were personally headed by Deputy Chief of General Staff General Xu Chenglong, independent of the General Staff and the national security system, as an emergency mechanism to supervise but not interfere with the work of these systems. Now it seems that this decision was quite wise. While the "oracle" could threaten the security of the entire national intelligence system, these two departments, because of their own peculiarities, could become a trick that ultimately decided the situation. The essence and characteristic of intelligence work is that there are always backup means.
It's just that now, Zhong Qianmo's illness has disrupted the pre-arranged work form, and An Nianrong has to take over comprehensively.
An Nianrong is no longer the little girl who sat on his lap and spoiled back then. Regardless of her family background, this beautiful woman who graduated from the School of International Relations has been able to handle her own affairs with ease, and she may have been able to avoid this unprecedented national security crisis. All he can do is help as much as he can.
"Why are you in such a hurry to turn your people over to me?" An Nianrong suddenly remembered a question.
"Because they're reliable." Zhong Qianmo felt his eyelids sink down. "And someone will take over the job here soon, and the future of the department is uncertain, so I hope to be able to keep the right people for you. I can say responsibly that soon you will need special skills in them, and more importantly, for others, they never existed. β
He leaned over and pushed a stack of documents to An Nianrong. This is an earthy yellow dossier for special forces, all handwritten, and this is the only one. If the file is lost, then the person in the file will never be recognized by anyone or the agency again.
An Nianrong did not touch these files. "I know you have two teams of people, and some are training."
Zhong Qianmo smiled. "How do you hide a diamond without anyone else finding it?"
"Hidden in a pile of diamonds, of course." An Nianrong replied without thinking, with a clear look on her face. "Although you have trained a lot of people, only this team is your elite?"
"That's why I recommend Rohmon to you." Zhong Qianmo spread his hands with regret. "But others are just as good, and when I found out about my condition, I was ready for you to succeed me, and of course I'm going to save the best for you."
"Uncle Zhong, I really don't know what I would do without you." An Nianrong's eyes were red, and she wanted to cry. "I'm really sorry that I can't fulfill your commission, if there is anything else that can help you, I'm willing to do exactly what you tell me to do."
"In our line of work, I'd rather believe in rational choices. I'm glad you did. Zhong Qianmo smiled and waved his hand. There's nothing to be sorry about, we're not trying to get anything for ourselves. So, what's next for you? β
"I'm going to see who is going to get the news out of Amat's capture alive to Washington." An Nianrong then reached out to pick up those files. "Then you might use your protΓ©gΓ©s."