The door opened, and the bare-headed Yu Daimyo came in with two public security soldiers.
Yu Daimyo's eyes were full of fierce light, and the dark red "centipede" on his cheek was lying on his cheek, hideous and terrifying, as if he was about to fly over immediately and bite Lu Tiangeng's head.
"Director!"
Yu Daming gave a rough salute to Director Zhou, but his eyes stared viciously at Lu Tiangeng.
Director Zhou nodded at him and looked back at the two warriors behind him.
With one look, Yu Daimyo understood what Director Zhou meant.
"Don't worry, they are all very reliable comrades."
Director Zhou nodded again.
"Daimyo, you immediately take him to the safest place, record his confession, be sure to ensure his life safety, if he has an accident, you will come to the bureau with your head."
Yu Daiming was stunned, looked at Director Zhou, and asked softly.
"He..., recruited?"
Director Zhou was silent, raised his hand, and gently patted Yu Daimyo's shoulder.
"Remember, all the things that Lu Tiangeng confessed must not be leaked, including the two comrades, and they cannot leave an inch."
Seeing that Director Zhou said seriously, Yu Daimyo, who was full of anger, gradually became solemn, he looked at Lu Tiangeng, who was as calm as water, and then at Director Zhou.
Years of experience in handling cases told Yu Daimyo that Lu Tiangeng's confession was very important, and he was a very key witness.
Yu Daimyo was just about to step forward to open Lu Tiangeng's handcuffs, but was pulled by Director Zhou.
"You stay here in the afternoon, put a person at the door, no one is allowed to come in, and when it gets dark, you will take him to that place."
Yu Daiming looked back at Director Zhou's solemn face, and immediately understood.
That place is the two secret interrogation rooms specially allocated to the anti-special branch in the bureau, and the special case must be in a special place, of course.
After that, Director Zhou slowly walked in front of Lu Tiangeng again.
"Lao Lu, is that paper wrapped in oil cakes still there?"
Lu Tiangeng's superiors informed him that he was using a piece of paper wrapped in oil cakes, and if he found that paper, he might be able to follow the vine.
However, Lu Tiangeng had been lurking for many years, how could he leave such important evidence?
After Director Zhou asked, he felt that he should ask more.
Unexpectedly, Lu Tiangeng smiled slyly.
"In..."
Director Zhou and Yu Daming were stunned for a moment, and the two looked at each other.
He, how could he make such a low-level mistake?
Lu Tiangeng saw through the doubts in their hearts from the faces of Director Zhou and Yu Daiming, and a smug smile suddenly appeared on their faces.
"Director Zhou, you said that I am just an outcast in the hands of others, and they may betray me at any time. I've been lurking for years, but I'm not a fool either. ”
"You kept that piece of paper?"
Director Zhou's face was startled, his eyes were round, and he stared at Lu Tiangeng.
Lu Tiangeng nodded.
"I just thought, in case, in case Mo Day, I might be able to save my life with it..."
"Where is that piece of paper now?"
Yu Daiming on the side asked urgently.
Lu Tiangeng glanced at Yu Daimyo and then moved his gaze to Director Zhou's face.
"If no one is building a stove in my house, it should be in my hearth."
"Dawu, you immediately go to Lu Tiangeng's home, carefully search his stove, and find out the oil paper inside."
Yu Daimyo immediately gave an order to a warrior standing by the door.
The warrior immediately turned around and went out the door.
Director Zhou looked sideways at Yu Daimyo, and then at Lu Tiangeng, but his brows could not be stretched.
"Why do you think it's so important to throw it in the hearth?"
Director Zhou asked Lu Tiangeng.
Lu Tiangeng smiled and shook his head gently.
"I'm single, I hardly make a fire at home to cook, even if I want to make a fire, I will definitely take it out, and when the stove goes out, I will throw it in, and anyone who sees it, it is just an ordinary newspaper wrapped in oil cakes..."
"Newspaper?"
Director Zhou was stunned again.
"Yes, it's a newspaper."
Director Zhou seemed to understand the source of this newspaper, and the oil cake stall in front of the family home of the Public Security Bureau used this kind of newspaper to wrap oil cakes.
He also vividly remembers that the owner of the oil cake stall would come to the bureau every two or three weeks to collect old newspapers.
"Is it..."
Director Zhou was a little surprised, and asked Lu Tiangeng softly.
Lu Tiangeng did not wait for Director Zhou to finish speaking, and nodded.
"Yes, it's her oil cake stand."
Lu Tiangeng and Director Zhou both understood that the oil cake stall was the oil cake stall of Widow Lu at the entrance of the family home.
Director Zhou slowly straightened up and looked at Yu Daimyo, who was a little confused.
"You've been receiving instructions from her oil cake stand to go online?"
Suddenly, Director Zhou asked again.
Lu Tiangeng shook his head.
"This is the first and last time."
"Then how do you know that the newspaper wrapped in oil cakes has the information that your upline gave you?"
Director Zhou asked again, his brows locking tighter.
Lu Tiangeng sighed softly.
"They are much more cautious than Director Zhou and Section Chief Yu imagined, I didn't know what instructions and information were in that newspaper, it was only when I bought oil cakes and went home to eat them that I knew that I was awakened..."
Director Zhou and Yu Daimyo looked at each other, what is the reason?
Director Zhou stared at Lu Tiangeng with sharp eyes.
Lu Tiangeng smiled shallowly and shook his head gently.
"Director Zhou, you know that I am from Shanxi, I fled to Shanghai at the age of sixteen, and Shanxi people love to be jealous, no matter what food, you must eat it with vinegar."
“……”
"As usual, I ate the oil cake with balsamic vinegar. It was breakfast like this almost every day, but that morning was different. ”
"How is it different?"
Yu Daimyo asked eagerly.
"How much vinegar is stained, it will definitely be more or less stained in the newspaper, it is normal on weekdays, but after the newspaper that day was stained with some vinegar, it was not normal..."
"Not normal?"
Director Zhou frowned and asked puzzled.
Lu Tiangeng nodded.
"The vinaigrette-stained newspaper changed color. Normally, newspapers were stained with vinegar, that is, brown, but that day was different, and the newspaper turned red. ”
"I also find it strange that the two chiefs know that I have been an anti-special police officer for several years, and this vigilance is still there." So, I found another newspaper, dipped in the same vinegar, it was brown. ”
"I was sure there was something wrong with the paper, so I smeared vinegar all over the paper, and a red newspaper appeared, except that the newspaper had a lot of lead-printed words on it surrounded by a white circle."
"Reading those words out in sequential order is what they gave me."
Lu Tiangeng finished speaking in one breath and looked at Director Zhou quietly.
Director Zhou's expression froze, and he fell into deep thought, and Yu Daimyo on the side thought about it, he had heard of the way these intelligence was written, and we had not used it less in the past when we were doing revolutions.
It's just that there are a few questions that he has never been able to understand, and maybe even Director Zhou can't figure it out.
"Are they so sure you want to dip your oil cake in vinegar?" If the widow Lu who sold the oil cake was not a spy, how could they accurately deliver that secretly written instruction to you? ”
Yu Daimyo stared at Lu Tiangeng with some annoyance, and asked him repeatedly.
Lu Tiangeng shook his head, his eyes full of dazedness.
Director Zhou didn't say a word, glanced at Yu Daimyo, and then stared at Lu Tiangeng.
Lu Tiangeng spoke.
"Originally, like Section Chief Yu, I thought that Widow Lu was also our person, and she was also a military commander agent lurking in Shanghai. However, as I carefully recalled the process of buying oil cakes, it seemed that she was not. ”
"What basis do you have?"
Director Zhou asked him in a deep voice.
Lu Tiangeng looked into Director Zhou's eyes and thought about it.
"Director Zhou, you know, Widow Lu's oil cake is taken by herself, she will put the newspaper cut in half on the side, and the person who buys the oil cake will take one by himself, wrap the oil cake on the drying rack and leave. She couldn't control whether the piece of paper would be obtained by me or someone else. ”
Lu Tiangeng paused again and continued.
"And that morning, I'm pretty sure that Widow Lu didn't know which one I would take."
“……”
The horizontal flesh on Yu Daimyo's round face trembled, and a pair of eyes stared at Lu Tiangeng as if angry.
"When I was about to take a newspaper to wrap the oil cake, I happened to meet Chief Ding and Chief Lin from behind, and I handed the newspaper in my hand to Chief Ding, and took another one and handed it to Chief Lin."
"Although I meant to let the two chiefs buy it first, the two chiefs were very polite and took the newspaper I handed over, but they pushed back the oil cake I gave up. So, I took another newspaper myself, wrapped an oil cake and went home. ”
Director Zhou understood, and Yu Daiming also understood.
If Lu Tiangeng was telling the truth, then Widow Lu really couldn't control that newspaper.
The two of them were in a fog, their eyes were facing each other, their minds were full of threads, but they didn't know how to start.
Silence, unusually silent in the interrogation room.
After a long time, Director Zhou held his hands in front of his chest, slowly paced in front of Lu Tiangeng, thought and thought, and finally spoke.
"Daimyo, send someone to keep an eye on Widow Lu first, take Lao Lu to that place tonight, record his confession in detail, and when Dawu takes the evidence back, send someone you can trust to conduct an appraisal, you must pay attention to confidentiality."
Yu Daimyo nodded fiercely.
Director Zhou thought about it again and decided to go out, he was going to meet the "right hand" of his trust for a while.
Hitting the grass does not necessarily startle the snake, it may also be throwing stones to ask for directions.
Director Zhou didn't say a word, and walked quickly towards the door.
Suddenly, Lu Tiangeng behind him spoke, and said loudly to the figure of Director Zhou.
"Director Zhou, if only Chief Zhong were still alive..."
Director Zhou stopped abruptly, but did not look back.
He knew the meaning of Lu Tiangeng's words, since Zhong Zizhi's death, it seemed that this anti-special work had fallen into an endless vortex.
Go, can't get out.
Look, see clearly.
Director Zhou gloomy, jerked the door open, and walked out.
The air outside the door was very fresh, and Director Zhou took two sharp breaths, trying to calm his complicated emotions, and he slowly walked along the corridor with his hands behind his back.
"Director Zhou."
Suddenly, the door of the detention room opened, and it was Lin Jingqi who came out.
Director Zhou nodded at him.
"Director, Director Fang's confession is over, it's all here."
Lin Jingqi pointed to a file in his hand.
Director Zhou did not speak, but nodded.
"Do you want to send a copy to the Ministry of Social Affairs?"
Lin Jingqi asked again.
Director Zhou's forehead squeezed slightly, and two thick black eyebrows wrinkled.
"The head of the Ministry of Social Affairs has instructions?"
Lin Jingqi nodded a little nervously, and said softly to Director Zhou.
"People with the status of Director Fang are difficult to deal with in our bureau. Besides, he was originally from the Ministry of Social Affairs, and we just temporarily seconded him from the Ministry of Social Affairs of Chongqing..."
Director Zhou understood what Lin Jingqi meant, in the end, it was still smooth.
No matter what the content of Fang Cheng's confession was, if it was pressed into the Shanghai Public Security Bureau, it would be unfavorable to anyone.
Instead of holding a hot potato and not knowing what to do, it is better to throw this potato back directly, and care who it burns!
Director Zhou stared at Lin Jingqi meaningfully, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Okay..., you personally send it to Minister Zhang, you must wait for his instructions to come back again, after all, Director Fang is a person from the Ministry of Social Affairs, whether it is Guan or Fang, the chief must give us an explanation."
Since it is sleek, it is better to be more sleek...
The old fox is an old fox after all!
Lin Jingqi nodded slightly, saluted Director Zhou, and hurriedly walked towards the green jeep parked in the courtyard with the file.
Director Zhou silently looked at Lin Jingqi's figure, and couldn't help but secretly scold himself in his heart.
Bureaucrats, they themselves have become the bureaucrats they hate the most!
When Lin Jingqi drove out the door, Director Zhou also walked to the end of the first floor.
He didn't go upstairs, upstairs was his office.
At the end of the first floor is Ding Shenzhou's office.
Director Zhou knocked lightly on the door and called softly.
"Lao Ding..."
There was a sound of wooden chairs dragging inside.
Director Zhou gently pushed the door open, and as soon as Ding Shenzhou got up, he immediately stood up and saluted Director Zhou.
"Director Zhou."
Director Zhou smiled at him and said.
"I'm looking for you..."
Ding Shenzhou immediately stepped forward, also full of smiles.
"I know that whenever Director Zhou finds me here, it is the Tang Monk who sent Wukong."
"Oh? How to say? ”
Director Zhou asked with a hint of doubt on his face.
The smile on Ding Shenzhou's face became even brighter, and he quickly walked to the low wooden cabinet by the window, bent down, and took something out of it.
"Why did the Tang monk send Sun Wukong out? ——Ask for something! ”
He smiled while handing the things in his hand to Director Zhou.
An unopened tin can of tea and a three-pack Hardman cigarette.
Director Zhou took it with both hands and pointed at Ding Shenzhou with the half of the cigarette, a trace of feigned anger on his face.
"You Sun Monkey has really become a roundworm in Tang Sanzang's stomach."
He sighed again, looked at the tea leaves in his left hand, and looked at the cigarette in his right hand.
"In the end, it's you Ding Shenzhou, all the good goods are hidden and locked." Hardmen, I haven't smoked it for a long time..."
Ding Shenzhou smiled, ushered Director Zhou to his chair behind the desk, and put his hands on Director Zhou's shoulders to let him sit down.
"My chief chief, you sit first, this Hademen is enough, let's taste this tea first."
After that, he took the tea can in Director Zhou's hand, unscrewed the lid with both hands, walked to the low cabinet, picked up two cups, and brewed two cups of tea.
"What does this tea have to say?"
Director Zhou, who was sitting on Ding Shenzhou's chair, stared at Ding Shenzhou's back with deep eyes, and asked casually.
Ding Shenzhou turned his back to Director Zhou and replied with a smile.
"The origin of this tea is not small, it is said that Minister Zhang specially brought it back from Beijing, sent you a jar, and also sent a can to our criminal investigation department, saying that there is a chief who has come to our bureau, so there must be someone who can show his hand..."
Ding Shenzhou gushed endlessly, but suddenly stopped talking.
He suddenly felt a cold gaze behind him, staring at his spine.
There is a kind of person, born with a skill, he can guess people's hearts.
Ding Shenzhou is this kind of person.
Ding Shenzhou stopped talking, took two cups of tea, turned around, and the smile on his face dissipated a lot.
Director Zhou still had that smiling expression, but the moment Ding Shenzhou turned around, the sharp light in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
"You drink tea."
Ding Shenzhou didn't say another word, and gently placed the teacup in his hand in front of Director Zhou.
Director Zhou gently held the teacup with both hands and sighed slightly.
"You're a monkey..."
Ding Shenzhou looked into Director Zhou's eyes, slowly sat down himself, and sat on the wooden chair in front of the desk.
"Tang Monk sent Wukong..."
Director Zhou muttered Ding Shenzhou's words again, as if chewing on the taste.
Ding Shenzhou was silent for a moment, and then said faintly.
"He sent Sun Monkey out, and it wasn't just a fate..."