In the city of Nanjing, No. 45 Guangfu Road used to be the infantry commander Yamen in the city, confiscated after the recovery, and now it belongs to the Ministry of the Interior.

In addition, the biggest difference between this and other departments is probably that there are always a dozen or twenty "Pegasus" cars parked along the side of the road outside the gate, and it seems that there are more cars in this department than the ruling axe, which is perhaps the biggest difference here.

After the car stopped on the side of the road, after getting out of the car, Zhang Jing looked around, looking at the appearance of the guard standing there at the gate with his chest up, he subconsciously straightened his clothes at the same time, and opened the brows that had been locked, and then walked into the infantry commander's yamen where the second detective department was located, and walked straight to his office.

His demeanor and demeanor were no different from those in the past. The secretary carried him a black leather bag, and followed him, but only he knew that in the last few days, the fear and uneasiness in his heart had overshadowed each day, and that day, when he had taken the risk to say that to the ruling party, the ruling party only said coldly after silence.

"If I don't even have that capacity, how can I govern?"

Then the ruling stared at himself again and said.

"I'm not going to engage in spy politics! If you're doing the Jinyiwei or Dongchang set, be careful with your head! ”

"Do you want to be Wei Zhongxian, or do you want to be Yue Fei, weigh it yourself!"

After a cold sentence, Zhang Jing walked out of the ruling office sweating profusely, and in the next four days, Zhang Jing was not as relaxed as that day, and he was constantly savoring the words of the ruling government almost every day, including now.

Walking into his large office, Zhang Jing did not sit at his desk unhurriedly and formally. Then I don't rush to work, but drink tea first, think about problems while drinking tea, and if I am in a bad mood, I will light a cigarette first, smoke slowly, and think about problems while sucking. Wait until a cigarette is exhausted. It was then that his secretary wasted no time in presenting him with a document. Then the day's work begins.

Today was completely different from the past, as soon as he entered the office, he stuffed his head, and then took out his notebook directly from the file bag, stared at the notebook in his hand, and thought nervously in his head. He clutched the pen in one hand, jot down something in his notebook from time to time. And his secretary, Zhao Pingchuan, stood there expressionless on his face, thinking nervously in his head.

He glanced at the Director with his peripheral vision, and he could feel that the last few days had not seemed to be the same as usual.

After a while, putting down the pen in his hand, Zhang Jing took out a cigarette from the cigarette holder next to the table, struck a match, lit a cigarette, took two puffs in succession, and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray irritably.

Zhao Pingchuan watched the director's actions and felt that he was indeed a little bit today, not right! It should be a very gaffe.

He glanced up at Zhao Pingchuan and cleared his throat.

"You're good to go!"

After Zhao Pingchuan went out, Zhang Jing lit another cigarette, then stood up and took out a document from the safe behind him, he stared coldly at the contents of the document and read it, and then lit another cigarette.

The smoke of cigarettes filled the room, and Zhang Jing's mind suddenly became tense again, the document was a document issued by the ruling axe, just an order, a simple order, and transferred nearly 100 of the best agents of the Second Detective Department, and these agents were all the best talents of the Second Detective Department.

At this moment, the Second Detective Office was equivalent to being released with half a bucket of blood, and behind this order, there was another signal, a signal that made Zhang Jing break out in a cold sweat when he thought about it now, because before this, the ruling axe had not taken any personnel information from the Second Detective Department at all, but the order in front of him made him have to believe in the fact that in the Second Detective Department, there must be the eyes of the ruling and his every move...... In the past four days, Zhang Jing has been thinking about this issue in his heart, and after figuring out this question, although he still can't think of some things clearly for a while, he also vaguely understands in his heart that the ruling party is not annoyed that he kills people, but annoyed that he makes his own decisions without his consent.

The ruling party has the list of these people, so he naturally knows Chen Qimei...... He didn't stop himself, obviously hoping that he would get rid of Chen Qimei, but then another beating, followed by this order, and the ruling government reminded himself through these actions.

Do you want to be Wei Zhongxian, or do you want to be Yue Fei?

Squinting his eyes, thinking that the Second Detective Department had never been able to hide from the ruling power, Zhang Jing only felt a little cool air in his neck, he knew that the ruling ...... It should be the boss, the boss is giving himself one last chance, if he says...... Can...... But why did the ruling government mobilize these people, is it just to give itself a wake-up call? Zhang Jing frowned and muttered a name in his heart, that person once wrote a report, and that report himself was handed to the boss, but now the boss has transferred him, is it ...... While Zhang Jing was thinking about his boss's actions there, in the ruling axe a kilometer away, Chen Moran was burying his head in reviewing documents. The huge desk, except for a few telephones, is a mountain of papers. A cup of tea is steaming slightly. In the ashtray, the cigarette butt was almost full, and a burning cigar was placed next to the ashtray, and the aroma of cigars filled the room.

This will be reported by Yu Hongyu in coming.

"Ruling on, Major Cha Zhiqing has arrived."

As soon as Chen Moran heard this, he habitually picked up a cigar from the side and put it in his mouth.

"Invite him ......!"

But only halfway through the words, Chen Moran seemed to remember something, then got up and left the desk and came to the reception room outside.

Zha Zhiqing, who was wearing a long-lost military uniform of the Liberation Army, saw the ruling man come out, hurriedly got up from the sofa, and performed a standard military salute.

"Headmaster!"

It is the privilege of the students of the Whampoa Military Academy to be called so, and they only need to call the principal in front of the government, and they will always be the father for life, and the respect for the principal Whampoa has always come from the bones.

Although Chen Moran's expression was serious, he still showed a smile and stretched out his hand to Zha Zhiqing.

"The fourth issue of Whampoa, Cha Zhiqing, agent of the Second Detective Department, the telegram of the war between Russia is what you sent, and the information of Lushun's defense network, you have done a very good job there, very good, it is indeed not easy to make the Russians trust a Chinese!"

At this time, Zha Zhiqing was a little nervous. Although I had seen the principal before, it was the first time I had seen the principal so closely, and this time I suddenly received a secret order to come to Nanjing from the front line of Lushun, and the principal personally met with him, which was too sudden.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but beat the drum secretly in his heart.

"The principal praises falsely, Zhiqing is just doing his duty!"

"Good! Just do your duty! The most rare thing is due diligence! ”

Taking a deep puff of cigar smoke, Chen Moran continued after screwing it out.

"Duty, duty, duty, responsibility, responsibility is more important than a thousand jun, to be dutiful, but also to be responsible, only to understand their own responsibility, we can do things well!"

"Principal Xie's teachings!"

Zha Zhiqing, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't see the cheesiness of the doctor in Lushunkou, nor could he see the tone of the editor of the Beijing Newspaper, but only the military atmosphere.

"The students of Whampoa are all my students, and I believe that each and every one of you understands what responsibility is and what it means to be conscientious!"

After speaking, Chen Moran smiled. His laughter is usually silent, but at this time, he laughed out loud, and the students of Whampoa are his biggest support.

"This is how the principal has taught"

Zha Zhiqing said that humanity is that they are protégés of the Son of Heaven, but only they understand the suffering of the protégés of the Son of Heaven, don't embarrass the principal, this is their self-encouragement.

Picking up the cigarette on the coffee table, Chen Moran took out one and handed it to Zha Zhiqing first, leaving one for himself. Cha Zhiqing took it with some trepidation, but he preemptively lit a match.

"You are doing intelligence work, this is another battlefield, this battlefield is a hidden front, I believe you must have understood!"

"Yes, principal, in the eyes of students, intelligence warfare is even related to the life and death of a country!"

Zha Zhiqing replied truthfully, this may be his biggest gain after engaging in intelligence work for eleven months. In his opinion, if he was a spy or China was an ally of Yueben, perhaps now Lushun's defense map had already reached his hands, and the victory or defeat on the battlefield could be decided.

"You have done a very good job in Lushun's intelligence work, very hard, I have read a report of yours, and you mentioned in your report that intelligence warfare is important, but the foundation of intelligence warfare is based on conquering the enemy's internal affairs, and a piece of military intelligence can determine the outcome of a battle, so it can be seen that the importance of internal security work is no less than that of external intelligence warfare!"

"Yes, principal, there is a saying that strategy is the crime of the country itself, the strongest fortress is often conquered from the inside, and the second detective department is often only responsible for external intelligence, and ignores internal intelligence security, so students will submit this report to the director!"

"Well, it's true that the Second Detective Division specializes in foreign intelligence! This is his duty, so I have already made a decision to set up an investigation bureau right away, and I will leave it to you to be responsible! Personnel resources are inclined to you, you have to take this responsibility! "Ahh

Zha Zhiqing was stunned, the principal transferred himself back to Nanjing, and it turned out that he was in charge of a new institution, he was about to speak, Chen Moran had already raised his hand to stop him from talking, and just looked at him fixedly.

"You have been in Lushun, I don't understand the situation at home, the country's short-term recovery is beyond our imagination, in order to achieve as much recovery as possible, our members of the political axe can be described as mixed, and now the domestic forces opposing us, there are the remnants of the Manchu Qing diehard, and there are some political party forces, they can be used by external enemies in the future. The Investigation Bureau should take on the task of finding out and grasping the situation of these forces throughout the country, and carry out systematic work of dividing and platoon and conducting reconnaissance! ”

Staring at his students, Chen Moran's expression became extremely serious.

"Zhiyang, I have high hopes for you. But you must remember one thing! ”

Flicked the cigarette ash in the ashtray, and simply pressed the cigarette butt on the edge of the ashtray, and the cigarette was extinguished. Staring at Zha Zhiqing, Chen Moran's tone was unprecedentedly serious.

"The Investigation Bureau is only responsible for conducting an all-round investigation and investigation of these opposition forces and political party forces, sending our people into these forces, finding out their details, and if they do have a political axe or cooperating with foreigners, we will collect evidence and finally bring these to justice! Do you understand? ”

His eyes met the principal's gaze, and Zha Zhiqing listened attentively. After hearing this, he thought for a moment and said tentatively.

"Headmaster, now our laws are just following the laws of the Qing Dynasty, I'm afraid it ......"

"Soon there will be new laws enacted, and you don't have to think about it, it's your only responsibility,...... Well! Of course, in the future, the Ministry of Justice will give the Investigation Bureau a new authorization, and now, I have assigned you a part of the candidates, and the funds will also be allocated to you after the establishment of the Investigation Bureau, you have to put up the shelf of this Investigation Bureau, get on the right track as soon as possible, and start working! ”

After a moment of silence, Chen Moran said to him very seriously: "In the next few years, this work will be directly related to the life and death of this country, you know this!" You have to know your responsibilities......"

The principal's words made Zha Zhiqing quickly stand up and replied immediately.

"Please rest assured that the students will never let the principal down!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Chen Moran changed his serious tone.

"I know! Zhiyang, you are my student, I know you, you will not let me, nor will you let this country down! Well done! This country depends on the efforts of our generation! ”

A few minutes later, Zha Zhiqing left the ruling office with his new position on his shoulders, he clearly knew the responsibility on his shoulders, and he also understood what he was going to do, and this was exactly what he expected, he was a little afraid, but this fear was more worried that he would live up to the principal's trust.

After Zha Zhiqing left the office, Chen Moran, who stood up, lit a cigarette and smoked quietly, spitting out heavy smoke, which gradually became smoky.

"If that's the case, maybe one day, they'll cut off the boss's head at the gate of the ruling axe!"

Zhang Jing's words echoed in his ears that day, he was by no means alarmist, even behind the most noble purpose, there was still an ugly side, could there be a saint in this profession? No way? What's more, he is not a saint in the first place. After taking two puffs, Chen Moran snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a slightly strange look.

Either follow my rules or ...... the phrase, the game needs not only rules, but also monitoring! This is not spy politics, but political necessity! Hehe! Two more! Ask for a commuter pass! ”

(To be continued)