Chapter 42: There Are No Tigers in the Mountains

Zhang Ruixue's movements were very fast, and she quickly took the materials and sent them to Zheng Shanquan's office and put them in front of Zheng Shanquan's desk.

Just now, Zheng Shanquan had already looked at the monitoring record that Zhang Ruixue had brought before, and there was no problem.

He closed the folder and said, "Put it away, you go and get busy, remember to inform them to come to the meeting, I don't want someone to give me a kick in my first meeting, then I'm too embarrassed." ”

"Understood!"

Zhang Ruixue withdrew from Zheng Shanquan's office, Zheng Shanquan looked at the telegrams in front of him full of messages and materials all over his desk, but his thinking was very clear, and he immediately found the part belonging to the Shanghai district from these large and small messages from various districts and stations, as for the others, it was just to hide people's eyes, he didn't trust anyone, maybe the crisis was hidden in this office building, and he was careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

The news of the falling leaves filled him with a sense of crisis, if what the falling leaves said was true, but he didn't realize it, then the seriousness of this matter was even greater than he imagined!

Zheng Shanquan pushed aside all the other telegram materials, and directly opened the telegram materials in Shanghai, and observed them word by word, for fear of missing the key information between the lines, but even if he looked at them one by one, he still didn't find any problems.

Unconsciously, Zheng Shanquan's hand was empty, he took all the messages in his hand, and put them back on the table after reading one, but now there was nothing left in his hand, and he also finished reading the last one, and he didn't find any problems Everything is normal.

However, this did not dispel Zheng Shanquan's doubts, and he picked up the last telegram again, the time of the message was already a month ago, in other words, the Shanghai district has not contacted the Chongqing headquarters for nearly a month now.

The reason is clearly written in the telegram, because the search of the secret service headquarters has intensified and even has patrol cars equipped by the Japanese, and they have recently been silent on the radio just to be safe.

Although it seemed reasonable, this did not make Zheng Shanquan let go of the doubts in his heart, he took the last telegram and studied it carefully, and even shuffled the content to see if there was any information in it that he had not noticed, but no matter how it was reorganized, he still had no clue.

He finally reluctantly put the message aside, but just as he put it down, he unexpectedly noticed a new detail! There seems to be some imprint on the last telegram and newspaper, the kind of pencil that is printed on the next sheet of paper!

Zheng Shanquan couldn't wait to pick up the content of the penultimate newspaper, and finally found the cat in it for sure! The penultimate telegram recorded only brief information, while the last telegram had a long imprint!

In other words, there is a torn out newspaper between these two newspapers!

The penultimate one's code name, Zheng Shanquan, is no stranger, the code name is Yi Worm, that is the code name of his old subordinate He Yi! And not long ago, because He Yi offended someone because of the investigation of an old case, he was transferred to Shanghai, and the time was also very delicate.

And the code name of the last telegram is Forest, and the owner of this code name is Wang Sen, the mayor of Shanghai District, who has rebelled due to the news from Falling Leaves!

Zheng Shanquan restrained his smile, the fact that the newspaper was torn off can only show one problem, there are ghosts inside them!

Now the best evidence of Wang Sen's rebellion is the torn off newspaper, but unfortunately this paper can never be recovered, and he will never know what was written on the torn off paper, the person who tore it up must have disposed of the newspaper, and it has been so long, even if he just threw it into the Yangtze River, it has now floated out of Wusongkou.

However, although Zheng Shanquan has no ironclad evidence in his hand, the matter of Wang Sen's rebellion is basically gone, the abnormality in Shanghai, the missing telegrams and newspapers, and the intelligence of fallen leaves are all enough for Zheng Shanquan to make a correct judgment!

It's just that he can't poke this matter out now, because the ghost who tore up the newspaper is still hiding around him! Now you must not startle the snake!

Then he has to look for this ghost carefully, in this extraordinary period, there must be no mistakes, in case the ghost can get the relevant information of the Battle of Changsha, the consequences are unimaginable!

At this moment, Zhang Ruixue pushed the door and entered, "Sir, all the section chiefs have already arrived in the conference room, look ......?"

"Got it, I'll go over right away." Zheng Shanquan put away the documents on the table and got up, now it's time to meet these strange subordinates!

At this time, everyone in the conference room had already begun to talk to each other, and the military command had developed rapidly in the past two years, and the personnel had gradually become huge, and the intelligence department had four huge sections, not counting special departments.

The 1st Intelligence Section is responsible for military intelligence, the 2nd Intelligence Section is responsible for political intelligence, the 3rd Intelligence Section is responsible for economic intelligence, and the 4th Intelligence Section is responsible for cultural intelligence.

In the case of military intelligence, it is also divided into Japan, the Communist Party, various local armies, and international military intelligence.

The intelligence department alone is already a huge department, and the people in the military command basically belong to the power greater than the military rank, Zheng Shanquan is still in the rank of colonel, if it is counted in the army, it is the level of a regiment commander, but no one dares to treat him as an ordinary regimental-level cadre.

Hill City was different from the others, he didn't talk to each other and just sat quietly in his seat, he was still not used to doing intelligence work.

Although it is true that he slept better in Chongqing than in Shanghai, he was mainly responsible for military intelligence when he first came to Hill City, but for some reason he was inexplicably transferred to his post, and now he is in charge of cultural intelligence in the fourth intelligence section, and the direction in charge is public opinion.

And the military intelligence part was handed over to Song Ye, who came later than him, and this Song Ye was obviously quite familiar with Wang Youqing, who was in charge of political intelligence, and Lin Hangyi, who was in charge of economic intelligence.

At this time, Song Ye suddenly greeted him, "Lao Qiu, Director Zheng wants to listen to the report, how is the preparation of the report?" ”

Hill City shook his head easily, "I'm just going to accompany the prince to study, you are the ones who want to sing the main role, get more prepared!" Anyway, I just need to talk about how many newspapers and magazines I have closed, and I will basically pass the test. ”

Hearing Hill City say this, everyone laughed, but at this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and the laughter of the entire conference room stopped abruptly, and it became silent in an instant, and the conference room seemed to usher in the night, and only the sound of the big clock placed there could be heard.

"Everyone seems to be well prepared, so let's get started?!"