Zheng Hongbo smiled and said, "I have said a long time ago that Ning Zhiheng is arrogant and can't suffer any loss. If he doesn't breathe, he is afraid that he will not even sleep well!"

Suddenly he remembered something again and asked again: "How is that Fu Yaozu now? Isn't this cotton businessman under Lu Tianqiao's protection? Now Lu Tianqiao has fallen, so I want to prevent him from escaping to downtown Shanghai!"

Hou Weizhao quickly said, "I was about to report this to you. Today, the newspaper published a lawsuit from Shanghai's business tycoon Fu Yaozu, saying that he died of illness at home last night because of his serious injury."

When Zheng Hongbo heard this, he looked at Hou Weizhao in surprise and asked, "Why is it so coincidental? It was last night?"

"It was last night, a few hours later than Lu Tianqiao!" Hou Weizhao smiled mysteriously and said in a disdainful tone: "This kind of rat is even bigger than the sky. If he was seriously injured, he would have been sent to the hospital long ago. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this is Ning Zhiheng attacking these two targets at the same time. But he didn't know what method he used to quietly take Fu Yaozu's life!"

Zheng Hongbo nodded. He had always been quite afraid of Ning Zhiheng, but at the same time he never doubted his super-powerful ability to move.

He said, "After these two things in the French Concession, no one dares to hook up with the Japanese again. We have saved a lot of trouble. You should know that most of our people are placed in the French Concession. If the Qing Gang and the Japanese collude together, they will be hindered when doing things!"

Hou Weizhao's eyes flashed and he asked softly: "Ning Zhiheng was able to call such a great power in the French Concession. Do you think his intelligence station is placed in the French Concession?"

Zheng Hongbo looked up at Hou Weizhao. Although he felt that he was a little rash in his question, he completely believed in his old subordinate and replied lightly: "This is not necessarily the case. They are rich and powerful, so it is not difficult to set up more points of land. However, I think the possibility of the public concession is greater. The power of the Qing Gang there is relatively weak, and it is also the base camp of Britain, the United States, France and Germany. The forces of foreigners are intertwined and are also the gathering point of Shanghai's underground intelligence network. Ning Zhiheng was able to obtain important information many times in such a short time. He must have intervened in the intelligence market and borrowed these convenient channels to make it prosperous!"

When Hou Weizhao heard this, he naturally knew that the webmaster was a little dissatisfied with the intelligence work of the intelligence station, and he couldn't help but feel a pain. In fact, for such a long time, the Chinese intelligence department has been unable to achieve results in intelligence collection, especially the Japanese intelligence collection.

The same old saying is that there is no source of intelligence and no intelligence officer in the enemy. Most of them are passively defending against Japanese spying.

This phenomenon is the case in all intelligence stations. Even the major military intelligence stations in the northeastern region that are now in the back of enemy forces, they still cannot penetrate deep into the Japanese intelligence departments.

As a cutting-edge intelligence station that has long been in confrontation with the Japanese, the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station has made a lot of efforts over the years to try to get close to the Japanese intelligence department, but in the end it is futile and has lost many excellent agents.

"Webmaster, you also know the situation of our site. Over the years, the intelligence work has not been smooth. I have also tried to contact those underground intelligence networks, but after several contacts, I have not received the recognition of the other party. Especially those intelligence dealers are too harsh, and they often trade tens of thousands of pounds and US dollars. We can't afford the amount of money. After a few times, we have cut off contact. Otherwise, you can apply for more funds from the headquarters!"

Hou Weizhao's words made Zheng Hongbo angry and funny. He pointed at Hou Weizhao and said, "You said it very lightly. The headquarters' funding is so easy to obtain? It's tens of thousands of pounds. Our Shanghai Station is a major station of Type A. The annual funding is worth the expenses of a district in the Northeast. Are you not satisfied? Besides, even if I have a shameless attitude to get the funds, can you guarantee to get back valuable information? In the end, the bamboo basket is useless. If you can't explain clearly, do you really think that the Supervision Department is a decoration?"

Zheng Hongbo's words made Hou Weizhao smile bitterly. Who dared to pat his chest to make a promise? He shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and asked helplessly: "Ning Zhiheng's intelligence station has the same funds as ours, but the financial resources are far different. Not to mention spending a lot of money on the intelligence market, but in terms of equipment, you see this operation, the arms used are just using cannons to hit flies."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said with emotion again: "This is completely showing off!"

Zheng Hongbo said angrily: "His backstage is not in the headquarters, it is the Baoding Group behind him. Any big guy who leaks a little into the crack of his finger can even hold us to death. Nowadays, if you don't have a backer, you can't even grab food!"

The envy and jealousy in his tone could no longer be concealed. He knew Ning Zhiheng's background, but he didn't know that Ning Zhiheng robbed the Pudong warehouse. The minister had benefited from this matter, so he naturally would not say much. Zheng Hongbo always thought that Ning Zhiheng had the help of the forces behind him, so he made a great deal in Shanghai.

On the other hand, I was waiting for the little money from the headquarters and was reluctant to do things, but I had to take it out frequently to compare with Ning Zhiheng, which became more and more mediocre.

"You must also take action quickly. If you can't get military intelligence, it's okay to get the whereabouts of some senior Japanese officers. If we want to apply for funds from the headquarters, we have to come up with some useful information, otherwise it will be difficult to make this statement!

"Yes! Webmaster, I will do my best!" Hou Weizhao had to agree repeatedly.

In a safe house in the Shanghai Public Concession, Xu Yongchang, who had successfully completed the assassination mission, was waiting anxiously in the living room.

Last night, he left the Fu family and came directly to this safe house. This was a safe house specially arranged by Huo Yueze for him. Yanming once the task is completed, he immediately entered here and hid, waiting for the next order from the intelligence station.

At this time, there was a rhythmic knocking sound outside the door. Xu Yongchang quickly touched his hand to his waist, and then listened carefully, knowing that his own people came to the door.

He quickly stepped forward and opened the door. At this time, he saw that Director Huo Yueze, the Intelligence Director, walked in one step.

"Director Huo!" Xu Yongchang immediately stood attentively and saluted.

Huo Yueze nodded slightly, took two steps forward and left a young man behind him.

Xu Yongchang looked up and was shocked, and his body immediately straightened.

"Website Manager Ning!"

The young man who appeared behind was Ning Zhiheng, deputy director of Shanghai Military Intelligence Station.

Ning Zhiheng was stunned. He did not expect that Xu Yongchang would recognize him at first sight, and it seemed that he was an old friend.

He looked at Xu Yongchang, smiled and nodded, then walked straight to the middle of the living room, sat down on the front seat of the sofa, and Huo Yueze stood quietly beside him.

Xu Yongchang turned around and closed the door tightly, and then rushed to the living room, and then saluted another military salute.

Ning Zhiheng was very satisfied with his performance. Xu Yongchang had not been in the army for a long time, but his military salute posture was very standard. Obviously, he put in the effort, which shows that Xu Yongchang cherished his military identity very much and had a strong sense of mission.

His eyes were flashing and bright. After looking at Xu Yongchang for a long time, when Xu Yongchang was nervous, he suddenly asked, "Do you recognize me?"

Xu Yongchang immediately paused and replied: "I met you on the school grounds of the camp stationed in Nanshi City half a year ago. You had just taken over as the captain of the spy brigade and are still unforgettable!"

Ning Zhiheng's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but slapped the handrail of the sofa with one hand and said with emotion: "Half a year passed in a hurry. You and I have a fate. We can meet again today, but many of the brothers at that time will never see each other again!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Weihua, the captain of the Fifth Detachment, the lieutenant colonel officer with wide shoulders and always had a cheerful smile.

When the two of them went to the battlefield, Zhu Weihua, who was about to go to the battlefield in Jiangbei, did not think of increasing his troops and replenishing his strength, but putting the overall situation first and handing over the 200 young students under his subordinates to Ning Zhiheng in order to retain some sparks for the future of the country and leave some pillars of the country. His noble character and noble character can't help but be respectful.

After Ning Zhiheng returned from the Pudong battlefield, the two returned to Nanshi. In a hurry, Zhu Weihua sacrificed his life for the country in that blocking battle in Nanshi and sacrificed heroically.

Although the two of them have not been together for a long time, Ning Zhiheng has always admired Zhu Weihua and often sacrificed himself for Zhu Weihua, and was secretly sad.

When I saw Xu Yongchang today, I couldn't help feeling sad and moved. He asked softly: "Are you there when your Captain Zhu died?"

Xu Yongchang frowned and felt very heavy. When he recalled the scene at that time, he said in a low voice: "When the captain died, I was by my side. It was the last day of the blocking war. We fought for three days and three nights. The brothers around us were killed, and there were only less than one hundred people left. They were forced to a building in the northernmost part of Nanshi City, which was also our last position. The Japanese artillery fire became more and more fierce, and our bullets were almost gone. Finally, the captain was pressed under the collapsed pillars, and everyone could not lift it out. At that time, the Japanese were getting closer and closer. The captain said that our mission to cover the large army had been completed and ordered us to return to the concession, but the brothers were unwilling to leave him and insisted on not withdrawing. He had no choice but to shoot himself in his temple and cut himself off!"

As soon as the last sentence was spoken, Ning Zhiheng felt a pain in his heart, like a huge rock pressing on his chest, which made him speechless for a long time. He knew that Zhu Weihua died in Nanshi, but he didn't know.

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