Office of the Chief of the Medical Unit.

Zhou Qinghe was drinking coffee behind his desk, looking leisurely, thinking about going to practice his physical fitness later.

He didn't know what was going on outside, the medical unit was already cheap here, there were few people coming, and there were no convenient channels for news dissemination in this era.

However, he saw Zeng Haifeng taking people out in the morning, and now more than two hours have passed, and the people have not returned, and he also guessed that the trip was not going well.

"Catch someone grinding and chirping, what the hell is Zeng Haifeng doing."

When Secretary Mao called him to inform him to go to the director's office, Zhou Qinghe was still a little surprised.

"The Commissioner is looking for me? Yes, come right here. ”

What does the arrest have to do with him?

Press the doubt and go to the Commissioner's office.

"Director." Zhou Qinghe stood still.

Looking at Dai Yunong's frowns, the word Sichuan is very obvious, and he also knows how bad Dai Yunong's mood is.

"Qinghe."

Dai Yunong's face was full of anger, and he scolded directly by name: "Zeng Haifeng, that idiot, did not do things well, and made the situation passive.

I can't catch a single Japanese businessman, and now I guess that there are a lot of people waiting to see my jokes in the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of Finance.

The more minute he stayed there, the Secret Service was punched in the face for one more minute.

If I catch a Japanese businessman and ask me to go in person, I think the face of this secret service will be lost.

Go and bring me back. ”

When the matter comes, there is no way to refute it, and it is not allowed to think about it.

Zhou Qinghe agreed without hesitation, and said "Yes!" He shouted, with a solemn countenance, and stood up to salute with a military salute.

Turn away from the gate.

"Chief Zhou."

Secretary Mao stopped him.

"Secretary Mao." Zhou Qinghe put down his thoughts and stood still.

Secretary Mao glanced at the closed door of the director's office and said in a low voice: "The director is very angry, you have to think of a good way, you must bring people back, otherwise the future will not be easy." ”

This is a heartfelt statement, don't look at him today and just say a 'yes' in front of the director, that's it.

But this is a military order, and if you can't complete it, you will bear the consequences.

But this matter is easy to solve, at least for Zhou Qinghe.

Zhou Qinghe nodded: "I know, Secretary Mao, what's the situation over there now?" ”

Secretary Mao looked at Zhou Qinghe and smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't know why the director asked you to go, you don't even know the situation over there, but... Forget it, it's mainly the five gangs over there now. ”

"The first bunch, our people.

The second group of people, the guards in the villa.

The third group of people, Chinese and foreign journalists.

The fourth group of people, watch the lively people.

The fifth group of people, the police of the National Police Agency.

These people were originally called to help, but they didn't know who they received from them, so they went directly to the play, and now they will maintain law and order and prevent reporters from mixing in. ”

"Ask for a blessing." Secretary Mao patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder: "Hurry up, the longer it drags on, the more faceless the boss will be." ”

Secretary Mao actually didn't think that Zhou Qinghe could solve the current situation.

Not to mention Zhou Qing and a captain, now even those deputy directors can hide and hide, some take leave to see a doctor, and some directly pull out the phone line and close the office door and see no one, anyway, no one wants to touch this matter.

Boss Dai can solve the problem by going in person, but if you want to catch a businessman in person, it is equivalent to putting the power of the entire secret service on the same line with the businessman, which is simply a shame to be thrown to grandma's house.

Finally, a while ago, there was a deal of the face of the major general, and all of a sudden it was all gone, and if you win, you will lose.

How will I meet people in the future?

Zhou Qinghe nodded, walked back to his office, changed into a military uniform, put on a large-brimmed hat, and then took out the chamber ID from the pocket of the changed clothes and put it into the pocket of the military uniform.

Then let Wang Yong drive to the manor.

At this time, the outside of the manor has almost been surrounded by water, and the lively gene is engraved in the bones, and nothing is indispensable.

When Zhou Qinghe's car arrived, many reporters could already be seen taking pictures of the scene in the manor with their cameras.

If people can't bring it back today,

I believe that tomorrow's news will have a large page saying that the secret service broke into a foreign manor for no reason, causing a bad impact and finally arousing public indignation, and then it left the scene gloomily.

Based on this alone, it is absolutely indispensable for Boss Dai to be scolded by the principal.

"Chief of Stock."

"Honk the horn, drive to the door, and block the passage for me." Zhou Qinghe, who was sitting in the back seat, said.

"Yes."

Wang Yong resolutely carried out the order.

DiDi ---

The sudden sound of the horn immediately attracted everyone's attention, and now everyone knows the situation inside, and the black sedan that appeared at this time is very intriguing.

Seeing the lively crowd give way to a road, many reporters turned the camera over, and the flash flashed to capture the movement in the car, but it was blocked by the opaque window glass, and no one knew who was sitting inside.

Wang Yong's car stopped sideways and stopped at the gate of the manor, almost knocking the Japanese doorman out of the air.

"Go and ask the head of the gang and tell him to come over."

"Yes."

Wang Yong opened the front door and got out of the car, the flashing lights gathered on his face, Wang Yong didn't care, he carried out the task loyally, and after some negotiations, a man in police uniform about 50 years old entered the passenger seat.

He was still smiling when he bent over and came in, thinking that some big man had arrived, until he sat down and saw Zhou Qinghe's rank on the collar.

"Who are you?" He had a feeling of being played with and his tone was not good.

"Your position." Zhou Qinghe did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Huh." The man sneered: "A captain with chicken feathers as an arrow, and dare to come and get involved in the affairs here, who gave you the guts?" ”

He confirmed that he had never met Zhou Qinghe, he knew all the upper-class figures, and it was impossible for him to be a high-ranking official at such a young age, and he was by no means the son and nephew of a big man.

Zhou Qinghe met his gaze, his tone remained unchanged, and he calmly handed over the documents in the attendant's room as usual: "It gives me the guts, you count how many chicken feathers there are on it." ”

"Huh." The man reached out to take it indifferently, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling: "I want to see who gave you the dog guts, and dare to mix anything... I'm sorry I said the wrong thing, and my subordinates lost their words. ”

Just when he saw the three words of the attendant's room for the certificate, his face became pale, his expression was panicked, and his arrogant attitude was gone, and he even bent down a little, for fear that Zhou Qinghe would report his words.

If these words were added to the internal reference of the attendant's room, he estimated that he would have to be dismissed and transferred to Tiger Bridge for further study tomorrow.

"Position." Zhou Qinghe doesn't talk nonsense with him.

"Peng Sanhuai, deputy director of the Nanjing Police Department." Peng Sanhuai quickly finished reporting and asked hesitantly, "Sir, you don't know me?" ”

Although the deputy director of the National Police Department is not a high-ranking official in Nanjing, where there are many officials, how can he be regarded as a lieutenant official, he should be a little famous, Peng Sanhuai didn't understand, but he was sure that this document must be real.

Because it is impossible for a fake person to get out of Nanjing alive.

"I have to know you?" Zhou Qinghe asked calmly.

"Yes, I lost my words, I don't know what the instructions are in the attendant's room?"

"Give you ten minutes to prepare, organize the police, form a wall of flesh, restrict access to all journalists, and confiscate all recording equipment and wait for orders to return it."

"Yes! The command of the lowly is to be carried out immediately. The order of the attendant's room was beyond doubt, and Peng Sanhuai immediately got out of the car to make arrangements.

"Wang Yong, call Zeng Haifeng over." Zhou Qinghe was still calm.

"Yes."

At this time, the atmosphere in the manor was tense, no one dared to make a move, and no one dared to retreat.

The men of the Intelligence Section, dressed in black civilian clothes, were armed with short guns, their muzzles drooping, staring at the opposite side.

On the other hand, the Japanese guards are fierce-eyed, with sticks and sticks on their fingers.

Leading the way on one side was Zeng Haifeng and two subordinate captains, standing at the front.

On one side are three agents in Japanese samurai costumes, with them in front.

When Wang Yong arrived, Zeng Haifeng listened to Wang Yong's whisper in his ear and walked to the door without saying a word.

After getting into the car, Zeng Haifeng's eyes were surprised, but he was not so surprised, but he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I really don't know what to do if there are no more people in the department, my legs are sore when I stand there, why are you here, what did the director say?" ”

To be honest, Zeng Haifeng was surprised by what Zhou Qinghe could do when he came?

At least a deputy director, right?

"Zeng Haifeng listened." Zhou Qinghe's words were calm and without a trace of emotion.

Zeng Haifeng was stunned, then his waist slowly sat up straight, his smile disappeared and became serious, and his intuition made him feel that Zhou Qinghe could not be joking.

"Yes."

"I'll just say it once, the commissioner ordered, the people must be brought back."

"Yes, my subordinates obey!"

After Zeng Haifeng finished speaking, his momentum softened and he smiled bitterly: "Brother, I understand the truth, but how to get it?" Now it's clear that people won't let people go, and I can't end it. ”

Zhou Qinghe's eyes looked through the window glass, looked into the field, and then looked at the two figures on the second floor.

His eyes were excellent, and he could see that the two were also looking at the car he was in, the new car.

Zhou Qinghe said lightly: "Section Chief Zeng, this matter is not easy to do?" Since there are people who resist law enforcement, then they will be beaten, and they will be beaten to death. ”