When he was still at the Ministry of War, Zheng Jing inquired about Zheng Dali's residence on Penglai Island.
Although he knew where his brother lived, Zheng Jing was not prepared to go find Zheng Dali.
What can I say?
Grateful, spurned, hated, regretful
Perhaps there was a little bit of each emotion, but none was strong enough to prompt Zheng Jing to leave.
The next day Zheng Jing asked Chen Yongfu to change his house because Chen Yongfu's house was at the end of the third row and living there was relatively quiet.
Then Zheng Jing simply bought a few pieces of furniture and began a life of in-depth inspection.
Zheng Jing didn’t want to see anyone, especially those who knew Zheng Jing’s former identity.
But Zheng Jing did not look for trouble, which did not mean that trouble did not come to Zheng Jing. One day in mid-September, a major general who called himself Gao Hongshi suddenly found Zheng Jing.
To be honest, there are not many generals in Lanfang at the moment. There are less than 20 generals at the moment. Almost all of them are chief generals in the army, but Zheng Jing has never heard of this General Gao.
However, looking at the scene, Zheng Jing was still able to confirm that General Gao was indeed a general.
When Gao Hongshi came to visit Zheng Jing, he was riding in a bulldog SUV, with a bulldog and guards at the front and rear.
Fortunately for the guards, many people have them. Bulldog off-road vehicles are not easy to get. This kind of off-road vehicle is very popular now. The shortage of supply cannot even describe the rarity. As far as Zheng Jing knows, Chen Kangjian’s is the only one in the entire northern Xinjiang region.
There are three to five vehicles in the headquarters, almost all of which are vehicles owned by the military commanders. Although Yecheng has a favorable location, it cannot be obtained casually.
General Gao can use three vehicles on one trip, which is considered a high position.
If Zheng Jing knew Gao Hongshi's current identity, then Zheng Jing would not be surprised.
The Secrecy Bureau has now been upgraded to the National Security Bureau, and Gao Hongshi is the director of the National Security Bureau.
The National Security Bureau has very powerful powers in Lanfang. Regardless of all aspects of politics, economy and people's livelihood, as long as the National Security Bureau believes that it will endanger national security, the National Security Bureau can monitor it.
Moreover, when necessary, the National Security Bureau has the power to directly control or even arrest the parties without going through the police system, because the National Security Bureau itself is positioned as a violent agency.
When he met Gao Hongshi, Zheng Jing's doubts were not eliminated, but became even worse.
In fact, Gao Hongshi is not very old. He is only 22 years old this year, one year younger than Qin Zhiyuan. But as Qin Zhiyuan's attendant all the year round, Gao Hongshi's temperament is calm enough, and he is no longer the one who yells when he encounters unfair treatment.
called the hairy boy.
Compared with Zheng Jing, Gao Hongshi's height is similar, but unlike Zheng Jing's dark attributes, Gao Hongshi's temperament is calmer and more fierce, with the intention of hiding in the dark and wanting to choose people to devour. It seems
It's chilling.
To be honest, in the current Lanfang, the National Security Bureau is the one that everyone hates to deal with. No matter what the matter is, as long as it is related to this department, nothing good will happen.
Gao Hongshi looked calm when he saw Zheng Jing, as if he was staying at home. Gao Hongshi stood in the living room and looked at Zheng Jing for three minutes before speaking softly: I heard that you have always had the habit of keeping a diary. Can I
Take a look?
There are no sofas or even chairs in the living room, which fully shows that the owner is withdrawn and has no sense of entertaining guests at all.
Gao Hongshi was quite satisfied with Zheng Jing. During the three minutes when Gao Hongshi stared at Zheng Jing just now, Zheng Jing's eyes did not dodge, nor was he angry. His eyes looked directly at Gao Hongshi blankly. It seemed that his eyes were unfocused. In fact,
Both Gao Hongshi and the four guards who followed Gao Hongshi into the house were in Zheng Jing's sight.
Moreover, Gao Hongshi noticed that Zheng Jing's right hand was always in the wide trouser pocket of his overalls. Obviously, judging from the looseness of the trouser pocket, there would be no problem in holding a pistol.
After hearing Gao Hongshi's request, Zheng Jing's expression did not change. Looking at the guards who had been on alert in the room, Zheng Jing sighed slightly, turned and walked towards the storage room next to the stairs.
I sent a guard to stop Zheng Jing and walked directly into the storage room.
Zheng Jing didn't take it seriously, and instead felt relaxed. Anyway, the matter was over, let's just leave it to fate.
Zheng Jing's diary is on the desk in the bedroom. The bedroom is small and can only accommodate a single bed and a small desk. There is no extra space. Zheng Jing feels at ease in that small space.
I heard that you have performed well during this period. How do you feel now? Gao Hongshi's voice is still not loud.
Whether the voice is loud or not has nothing to do with status, and a loud voice does not necessarily have authority. In fact, the higher the status of people, the more gentle their attitude towards others. They no longer need to increase their confidence by raising their voices.
As the organizer of Lanfang's first strike, Zheng Jing was already registered with the National Security Bureau. Coupled with his relationship with Zheng Dali, Zheng Jing was a key surveillance target of the National Security Bureau. As for Zheng Jing's performance,
Gao Hongsi must be aware of this.
Gao Hongshi still wanted to hear Zheng Jing's evaluation of himself from Zheng Jing's mouth. That kind of evaluation was often the most authentic and a true reflection of Zheng Jing's mentality.
In response to Gao Hongshi's question, Zheng Jing just raised his eyebrows and did not answer.
Zheng Jing didn't want to speak. Since the situation was stronger than the situation, he would let Gao Hongshi make his own judgment. Zheng Jing decided not to say a word.
If Gao Hongshi had ill intentions towards Zheng Jing, then the more Zheng Jing said, the more mistakes he would make.
If Gao Hongshi has no ill intentions towards Zheng Jing, then even if Zheng Jing doesn't say a word, it will not affect Gao Hongshi's evaluation of Zheng Jing.
Zheng Jing was very clear about this.
War is indeed the most tempering thing for people. If the current Zheng Jing is replaced by the Zheng Jing before the strike, then Zheng Jing will definitely not engage in any strikes. Being able to obtain simple happiness in a down-to-earth manner is the greatest happiness.
Seeing that Zheng Jing didn't answer, Gao Hongshi not only lost his temper, but also became more interested and a little more appreciative in his eyes.
Just when Gao Hongshi wanted to say something, the guard took out Zheng Jing's diary from Zheng Jing's bedroom.
This diary looks very thick, with more than half of the sides a little yellowed, obviously it has been read frequently, and the other half is white, probably not used yet.
Opening the title page, it was handwritten in Russian. Gao Hongshi did not recognize it. If he did, Gao Hongshi would know that it was written to my dear Vasily from Ostrov of the Moscow Communist Youth League.
Vasily, this was Zheng Jing's name in Russia. It can be imagined how much Zheng Jing yearned for Russia at that time.
The first page of the diary was still in December 1917, and Gao Hongshi discovered the words October Revolution.
The October Revolution finally succeeded. This was a great victory for the proletariat. It was the first proletarian state established by the proletariat in the world. Throughout the revolution, the proletariat exploded with amazing power. They could change the world.
Continuing to look through the diary, it was June 1918, and the word Lan Fang appeared in the diary for the first time.
Comrade Ostrov told me yesterday that the time has finally come for me to return to the Republic of China. I will try my best to find opportunities to go to Lanfang to develop the Bolshevik cause and let more proletarians rise up against the evil bourgeoisie.
Continuing to scroll down, the time came to March 1919, and the Daqing Oil Field appeared in the diary.
The Daqing Oilfield has the largest number of workers in Lanfang. Unfortunately, the workers in the oilfield have little interest in the Bolsheviks. They have been bribed by the evil bourgeoisie and have been corrupted and degenerated into accomplices of the bourgeoisie. But this does not matter. When the revolution succeeds, these
Everyone will be a target to fight for. Let them be proud for a while now. Time will eventually prove who is the ruler of this world.
Then in March 1919, the word strike appeared.
Although the preparations are not complete yet, Comrade Gao Yuan can't wait any longer. The urging from Moscow is becoming more and more urgent. At this critical time point, even if there is insufficient preparation, a strike must be launched immediately, otherwise Moscow will be attacked by the Foreign Legion.
The attack of the reactionary army is intolerable to all proletarians. I think it is time for us to make a voice, although it seems that the time is not good now.
There was a gap in the diary for a period of time, and when it started again, it was already early May.
From here on, the handwriting in the diary is almost completely different from the previous one.
The previous handwriting was all clean and neat. The words were impassioned and the writing was relatively standardized.
But in May, the diary became sloppy, and the time records were not very detailed. There was only one at the top, no date, and no weather conditions.
I don’t know what’s going on. I can’t understand what I’m seeing. I’m pretty sure that the dead today are all proletarians. They don’t have any property on their bodies, they don’t have enough clothes to cover their bodies, and their faces are sallow and skinny. But they are also the same.
Were the Bolsheviks not a proletarian regime? Shouldn't the Bolsheviks safeguard the interests of ordinary people? Why did they massacre? Why did they not even spare the elderly and children?
In the following diary, the text gradually began to darken, and messages of decadence and confusion were revealed between the lines, showing the author's extreme contradictions.
I sat on the side of the street and watched a group of Bolshevik soldiers being led away by Chekov and others with their hands raised. The expressions of those soldiers were frightened. They probably didn't know where they were being sent. If they knew that they were about to be shot,
, I wonder if they will be so tame and kill them, everyone should be killed here, no one should die.
I’m finally going to enter Moscow again. I don’t know what Moscow is like now, but I’m sure that I will never worship the statue of Vladimir again. I should go and take a piss. Lao Chen chatted with Carl Fon.
I know what they are happy about, because they are going to get rich again. My fingers are full of gemstone rings, and there is a pocket watch inlaid with gemstones and gold in my arms. I know very well that if I sell all this, then
I will have no worries about food and clothing from now on, but why do I feel so empty? Why can't I feel any joy?
Gao Hongshi read for three hours. After reading the last page, Gao Hongshi chuckled at Zheng Jing: Are you interested in the National Security Agency?
