After returning from the "Yushan" magazine that turned into ruins, Dai Chunfeng sat in the office of the Military Command headquarters without saying a word. Li Qiwu, who was standing opposite him, shivered. He just knew that his old classmate had set up such a big situation.

It is said that this matter has nothing to do with him, but Dai Chunfeng only told him that the plan failed now and there is a possibility of leaking the secret. Who is the biggest suspect? Of course, he is the insider.

"Bang!"

Dai Chunfeng slapped the table hard and made a loud noise. Li Qiwu's knees softened, and he knelt down in a round manner, and began to defend himself and beg for mercy.

"Minister, I really haven't disclosed my secrets. My loyalty to the party and the country is understandable. It is impossible to collude with the rebels!"

Looking at Li Qiwu's half-bald head, Dai Chunfeng's face was gloomy and gloomy. The Central Committee suddenly appeared at various surveillance sites, and someone must have leaked the secret.

But if Li Qiwu is corrupt and abused the law, he believes that he can collude with underground parties, Li Qiwu does not have such courage.

The problem is that only he and Li Qiwu know that the mole exists. If it is OK for Li Qiwu, the traitor cannot be himself, right?!

After pondering for a moment, Dai Chunfeng asked Li Qiwu to get up and speak, and took out the latest situation report from the file box, and sighed with a dark face.

"The mole that finally developed was missing. The fat meat in his mouth was also gone. Even the director of the mountain city, I was almost beaten to death by the gang of gangsters. Xu Enzeng, it was extremely hateful! Qi Wu, what did you think this is because of?"

Li Qiwu was stumped by this fatal problem. If there were any mistakes in his actions, it must be an internal problem. But if he told the truth, wouldn’t he give himself eye drops?

After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to reply: "The so-called Northwest Special Corps and Radio Servicemen are tricks from the underground party, and the other party wants to use false information to identify the traitors.

But why do they know the existence of the mole and why are they familiar with all the surveillance points? I suggest that all those involved in the operation be reviewed and cooperate with the fullest."

What surprised Li Qiwu was that when Dai Chunfeng heard a thief, he did not get angry, but nodded calmly and said in a tone full of emotion.

"We have spies inside, not for a day or two. The underground party is everywhere. Except for the top leaders in the northwest, no one knows how many insiders there are among us. The chairman has long been worried about this.

Lao Pu’s abandonment of darkness and turning to light was originally the best opportunity. He could help us dig out all the dissidents hidden in the top leaders of the Party and the country. I am too greedy!"

Dai Chunfeng was heartbroken. If he hadn't wanted to follow the clues and expand the results, he would have been able to catch people long ago. Now, he would have lost all his money and he would have regretted it.

Seeing Lao Dai blaming himself, Li Qiwu quickly took a quick look at Ma P: "Standard, what are you talking about? The intelligence work is complicated. Who can guarantee that you will never make mistakes? Don't think so.

If your leadership was not good, how could our Military Control Commission firmly suppress the Central Commission? The humble position is still the same opinion. We should conduct internal reviews of all personnel in the game, starting with me. Whoever has any opinions will have ulterior motives."

When it comes to saying beautiful words, Li Qiwu is of some level. He not only praised Dai Chunfeng, but also seized the opportunity to show his innocence.

Dai Chunfeng suddenly raised his head and stared at him: "No need for everyone, just review the senior executives in the bureau, Qi Wu, what do you think?"

"Yes, yes, you are right, the director." Li Qiwu, who was not sure, quickly agreed.

As for the reason, the boss’s decision is orders, so there are no so many reasons.

Dai Chunfeng was a little disappointed in this answer. He stood up and turned around Li Qiwu with his hands behind his back, and finally made a decision.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. Keep monitoring the commercial radio station. When Shen Zhong comes back, I will let him hand over to you. Don't think too much, after all, the information is not yours."

"Okay, the bureau chief."

What can Li Qiwu do? Even if he is unwilling to do, he can only agree with a smile. He chatted with Lao Dai for a few more words and said goodbye and left. His face looked very ugly when he went out.

Dai Chunfeng watched the door slowly close, turned around and returned to his seat, took out another document bag from the drawer, with the cover marked top secret and four eye-catching big words.

——"Cicada Catching Plan"

He stroked the file bag, picked up the phone and ordered: "Protect Miss Li, if something happens to her, I want your head!"

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"ah!"

In a basement in Shancheng, Lao Pu screamed, his right hand, which was tightly tied to the rack, kept trembling, and blood kept flowing out of his fingertips.

Zuo Chong threw the bloody bamboo stick on the ground and looked at the other party coldly: "Since Mr. Pu decided to go all the way to the dark, I will give you my wish, but the process will be a little painful. Mr. Pu, you must be prepared!"

"No, I've said everything I know." Lao Pu said weakly, with his head hanging down.

"Have you said it all?" Zuo Chong, who was behind the mask, laughed, bent down and picked up Lao Pu's hair, and said with a sarcastic look on his face.

"I'm very curious. What benefits did Dai Chunfeng give you? It wouldn't be money to do things for the Fruit Party wholeheartedly."

After saying that, he suddenly let go of the other party, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, sat on the stool, crossing his legs with a smile on his face.

Hearing the word "money", Lao Pu shook the shackles on his legs and said with a wry smile: "I know I can't escape death, and no matter how much money I have, it doesn't mean to me."

Zuo Chong's smile remained unchanged, as if he had not heard the other party's explanation. He gently stroked his chin and started talking to himself.

"Let me guess what do you mean behind the names or positions you just mentioned? Well, my age? My hometown? Or my profession? It should be all.

Once these people disappear or are reviewed by the Northwest, Dai Chunfeng can judge my identity characteristics through their movements. The so-called confession is actually a trap. Am I right?”

In Lao Pu's innocent eyes, Zuo Chong continued to analyze, and the voice kept echoing in the empty basement.

"Although I don't have a heavy accent, as a professional intelligence officer, you can definitely hear my hometown. With my actions and previous conversations, you can draw the following conclusions.

First of all, my voice is very young, and I will not be over 30 years old. I am from Zhejiang Province. I have received military training and are familiar with the personnel situation within the Military Control Commission. I am a professional agent.

There are many people in the intelligence agency of the State Government who meet these conditions, but based on previous leaks, it can be judged that my identity is not low, so the scope of investigation will be very small.

Mr. Pu, I'm afraid you already know who I am. Don't deny it. I've read your file. Without this ability, you'll have died long ago at the hands of other Fructus spies."

Speaking of this, Zuo Chong looked at Lao Pu in front of him and wanted to see something from the other party's reaction.

But Lao Pu still looked puzzled and helpless, and refused to admit Zuo Chong's guess until he heard the following sentence.

"Are you dying?"

Zuo Chongqing Piaopiao said, but the voice was not loud, but it suddenly destroyed Lao Pu's psychological defense line and smashed his luck mentality to pieces.

"You, what do you mean."

After being arrested, Lao Pu was in a mess for the first time and asked with a frown.

Left heavy fingers shook left and right in front of his mouth, signaling the other party to shut up, and then slowly gave a fatal blow.

"You know what I mean. During the surveillance these days, I found that you kept coughing. I thought you had a common disease, but I didn't expect it to be a terminal illness.

This is the root cause of your last arrest. I don’t understand that the Fruit Party is the culprit that causes you now. Why do you recognize the thief as your father?”

Old Pu was silent. His body, which was still trembling a second ago, was slowly standing upright, and his face, which was beyond recognition, also showed a look of surprise. He tilted his head and looked at Zuo Chong and exclaimed lightly.

"It's really not simple. Can Mr. Pu ask you how you can tell that I'm terminally ill?"

They were all foxes that were thousands of years old. Zuo Chong didn't keep it a secret. He stood up and opened the bag he had with him, took out an item from it and showed it to Lao Pu to show.

After reading it, Lao Pu was frustrated: "I was negligent, I was negligent. I shouldn't have kept the medicine bottle. Unfortunately, I failed Director Dai's kindness. Qiu Chan really deserves his reputation."

The word Qiu Chan was spoken from the other party, and many speculations in Zuo Chong's heart were confirmed. The best purpose of the teacher keeping Lao Pu is to find out himself. Shancheng Wei is just a secondary goal.

Although Lao Dai did not know the specific identity of "Qiu Chan", he could also guess that he was hiding in the military command or other intelligence agencies, so he only dared to use newcomers from the training class in terms of personnel.

In addition, Lao Pu is the legendary death scene, and Lao Dai is already ready to be arrested.

Even if the person who caught Lao Pu was not the "Qiu Cicada", Lao Pu could use other reasons to attract "Qiu Cicada" and then use a fake list to pass on the identity information. Zuo Chong was afraid and had to admire the scheming of the cheap teacher.

This plan is very confusing. Without eliminating the traitors and getting the mole list, no one would have thought that this was a trap.

Once the list is reported, Lao Dai will immediately determine the general scope of the suspect. It doesn’t matter whether there is evidence or not, as long as you suspect it is enough.

If you want to take it, you must give it first. Dai Chunfeng understands human nature. He uses a traitor who will not live long to send out false information. If he fails, he will not suffer much loss. Anyway, there is the line from the mountain city Wei.

But if you succeed, you can pull out the deepest nail lurking in the Fruit Party. No matter how you calculate it, it will be a good deal that can be profitable.

In fact, if Ling Sanping had notified Northwest, the medicines in the target bag might have been special medicines for treating terminal illnesses, he would have been fooled.

But the conspiracy is a conspiracy after all, and it is shameful. Once the answer is revealed, no matter how exquisite the plan is, it will be of no use.

A traitor who is about to die, a confession that is easily obtained. What does the two represent when they are linked is naturally a trap, and the result of the temptation also proves his guess.

Thinking about this clearly, Zuo Chong neither admitted nor denied his identity, nor asked Lao Pu why he knew Qiu Chan. The old intelligence mouth was very hard, so there was no need to waste time.

He lit a cigarette and said quietly: "Mr. Pu, I said, I have read your file. You and your wife have no children until now.

As the saying goes, unfilial piety is the greatest thing, not to mention that the death is coming. It seems that Miss Li is the reason for your surrender.

Do you feel that you are dying and want to keep a root for the old Pu family? So you simply use the blood of your comrades to pursue a future for your children? Perhaps Dai Chunfeng has given you another guarantee.

But have you ever thought about the kids of comrades you betrayed? What will happen to them? Have they ever had something to do with sorry for you?"

When Lao Pu heard the word "child" and his expression changed slightly, but he still didn't say anything. He obviously cared about Miss Li and the possible child.

Yes, if it weren't for this reason, how could an old underground party intelligence officer be instigated to be rebelled? The most feared thing about doing this industry is that he has weaknesses.

Zuo Chong noticed his abnormality, took a sip of it, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it. He picked up a big hammer and walked to the other side and sneered.

"Don't worry, there are faults and debts. I will not do anything to her and her children, but I will report the situation to the organization truthfully. What do you think of his future as a traitor child?"

After saying that, Zuo Chong raised his hammer and smashed it down hard. Blood splattered onto his mask, and a strong smell of blood filled the basement.

Lao Pu's vision was covered in blood. In a trance, he returned to the afternoon when he successfully rushed out of the reactionary prison. How happy the comrades' smiles were that day.

Do you regret it? When you regret it, it’s too late. Everyone has to be responsible for their choices, whether it’s good or bad.

In a small courtyard in the mountain city, Ms. Li held her child and looked up at the sky. Several rows of migratory birds were flying south. At this time, a cold voice sounded next to her.

"Send the child back to the orphanage. The man named Pu has fallen. You are used as a bait to attract the target and wait for the next order."

"Yes, sir!"

Accompanied by the child's crying, Miss Li walked into the house. What Lao Pu pursued was nothing in the end, which was really sad, ridiculous and lamentable.
Chapter completed!