12-19 Investigation Department of the Central Office
The train started slowly. The peak period for the return trip during the Spring Festival had not yet arrived. There were only Liu Ziguang and Shangguan Jin in the four-person soft sleeper carriage. They sat face to face and were silent for a long time. Suddenly Shangguan Jin started laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Originally, we were hunters and prey, but now we have become prey, pretending to be a married couple. Isn't this ridiculous?" Shangguan Jin said.
Speaking of which, it was Shangguan Jin who came up with the idea of dressing up as a young couple. The mind war expert's idea was that he was different from ordinary people. Not only did he return to the capital at this time, he also chose the most dangerous path, with only a pair of red leather shoes and
His calm expression deceived the experienced station police.
Liu Ziguang changed the topic and asked, "By the way, I don't know what department you belong to yet."
Shangguan Jin looked out the window and fell into memories: "I was born in a military family. My father is a naval officer and my mother works in a military hospital, so I applied for the Second Military Medical University to study clinical mental health. When I was studying for a master's degree
I majored in psychology. At that time, my ideal was to be a psychiatrist, specializing in providing psychological counseling to officers and soldiers who had served on submarines for a long time. Unexpectedly, after graduation, I went to Yale to study for a Ph.D., and my mentor was Sternberg. Reading too many books only made it worse
It was a burden, and I couldn't find a suitable job after returning to China. At this time, Director Tan found me and said that he was setting up a new department and needed my joining."
"What department?" Liu Ziguang asked immediately.
"The external brand of this department is the Information Investigation Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and Director Tan is the person in charge. No one knows how many people there are in this department, how much authority it has, and how many secrets it has."
Liu Ziguang nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder you were in military uniform and then police uniform. It turns out you are from Dongchang."
Shangguan Jin smiled sarcastically: "Our department is newly established. In order to ensure purity, all the staff have no other backgrounds, so they are not very professional. For example, I can't even shoot a gun, but
He is a team leader level figure. Our actions mainly rely on the support of third parties, such as the army, local police, etc. All resources can be used. This is the most powerful thing about the Investigation Department."
"So, who is Director Tan responsible for?"
"It is said that he is the deputy prime minister in charge of national security and can contact the highest-level leaders when necessary."
"What's Director Tan's background?"
"Director Tan used to be xxx's secretary."
Liu Ziguang was slightly shocked and continued to ask:
"So when you come to Jiangbei this time, your main task is to deal with me?"
"You have affected the security of the country at the strategic level, so coercive measures must be taken against you."
Liu Ziguang said: "I do my duty, how can it affect national security?"
"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a treasure. Don't you know this allusion? Don't you feel hot to hold the billions of tons of high-quality iron ore in Western Saddamoa in your hands? I really don't know if you are too confident or not.
You are so stupid to think that you can keep such a large amount of wealth. For an ordinary person with no background, this is not wealth, but a life-threatening talisman."
Liu Ziguang smiled bitterly and said: "So it's Ma Fengfeng who is causing trouble again."
Shangguan Jin shook his head: "Although Ma Fengfeng is very powerful, he is not that big. No one in the temple is a fool. Such huge resources can only be controlled at the national level. Ma Fengfeng and the forces behind him can only follow
Just eat some leftovers."
"What about Chen Runing?"
"Chen Runing died at the right time. It doesn't matter who killed him. The key is that he died at the right time, and you were the best murderer."
"What if Chen Runing is not dead?"
"Chen Runing is not dead. There will be Zhang Runing and Wang Runing. In short, you will be charged with murder that cannot be washed away. Let the local court try you and sentence you to death. At the appropriate time, we will come forward to give you a choice.
, if you donate the shares you own in the West Sadamoa Mine, you can be pardoned from the death penalty."
"Will it really be pardoned?"
This time Shangguan Jin did not answer directly, but asked: "What do you think?"
Liu Ziguang did not continue to dwell on this issue: "Actually, the country is a very imaginary concept. There must be a unit to accept the shares donated by me, so which company will it be?"
"Gold, Silver, Copper and Iron Mining Company, with your shares, Sijin will be able to fully control the Wood Iron Mine."
"Whose company is Sijin?"
"Of course it belongs to the country."
"I know this. I mean who is in control? Do you know the list of board members of Sijin? Do you know the backgrounds of these people? Who will supervise whether the shares of Wood Iron Mine are really owned by the state?"
Shangguan Jin suddenly realized: "Four Gold is probably a tool used by Tan Zhihai and others to embezzle assets."
"Yes, we can only survive if we overthrow Director Tan politically. Otherwise, even if we kill him, we will have no choice but to live in exile."
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In the early morning of the next day, the train arrived at Beijing Railway Station. It was a mid-winter weather, and dripping water turned into ice. The cold wind howled in the square in front of the station. Policemen wearing multi-kung fu coats stood in front of the police cars and stamped their feet. Migrant workers carrying snakeskin bags shuttled back and forth. Hotel solicitors,
The taxi driver kept shouting, but Liu Ziguang and Shangguanjin did not take a taxi. Instead, they took the early subway to a residential area with bungalows near Andingmen East Street in Dongcheng District, and rented a house for 3,000 yuan.
After settling down, he went to the street and sold a laptop computer, several Internet cards, and a bunch of cheap mobile phones and SIM cards. Shangguan Jin surfed the Internet in the room, while Liu Ziguang made calls outside.
Half an hour later, Liu Ziguang returned to the room and said: "There are only simple information registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, but the specific content cannot be found."
Shangguan Jin said: "I know the address, the 48th floor of Tower 1, World Trade Center outside Jianguomen."
"Then shall we go there at night?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Do you think we should prepare two sets of black tight-fitting night clothes, ropes, glass-cutting suction cups and instruments, as well as anesthetics, listening devices, etc.?" Shangguan Jin's tone was slightly sarcastic.
Liu Ziguang nodded: "Yes, there is also a pinhole camera."
Shangguan Jin said: "A place like the World Trade Center, not the Lubyan Card or the Langley Building, is used to mobilize people like this."
Liu Ziguang said: "Isn't it necessary?"
Shangguan Jin said: "We only need two new sets of relatively fancy outfits. Let's go buy some clothes."
"What outfit?"
"business attire."
"good!"
The two of them went out to take a taxi. Shangguan Jin said to the driver: "Master, go to Xiushui Street."
Liu Ziguang murmured: "The ostentatious outfit...
…
Half an hour later, the two got off the bus at Xiushui Street Market. They purchased a full set of A-grade goods from shirts and shoes to coats and coats. They returned home loaded with goods. They dressed up and smiled in the mirror. They looked like pioneers in the workplace.
Clothes are second to none, but personal temperament is also very important. Famous brand clothes will still look wretched when worn by wretched people. People with excellent temperament will think that if they wear A-grade goods, they are genuine.
After the two changed their outfits, they headed straight to the World Trade Center.
At the exit of World Trade Supermarket, a little boy pulled his mother's skirt and said, "Mom, it's dad."
Li Wan picked up Xiao Cheng, looked at the back of Liu Ziguang in the distance and said, "Xiao Cheng, don't talk nonsense, that's not dad."
"Yes, I just saw it." Xiao Cheng said stubbornly.
"Okay, okay, mommy will buy you a small cake to eat." Li Wan coaxed and pulled his son away with great difficulty, but he couldn't help but look back and took another look. The figure from behind did look like Liu Ziguang, but he was sure.
It's definitely not him.
News came from Jiangbei that Liu Ziguang was wanted for murder. He should be on the road to fleeing the world, so how could he appear in the bustling business district of the capital.
It gets dark early in winter, and it gets completely dark at seven o'clock. The fourth day of the Lunar New Year is still a holiday, but the World Trade Center office building where foreign companies gather is still crowded with people. A pair of well-dressed white-collar men and women came in chatting in English.
Without looking at the security guard at the door, he got on the elevator and went straight to the forty-eighth floor. The corridor was quiet, the lights were bright outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the light-colored high-end carpet made no sound when stepped on. The two of them talked while arriving at the gold, silver, copper and iron mine.
The entrance of the industrial company.
The door was a glass door with a magnetic card access control. Liu Ziguang was thinking about how to remove the door when Shangguan Jin had already taken out a card and swiped it neatly. There was a beep and the door opened.
"Please come in." Shangguan Jin made an inviting gesture.
The office space of the gold, silver, copper and iron mining company looks quite satisfactory. It has a front desk, a corporate logo, a large office area, a conference room and a manager's office. On the wall are photos of outstanding employees, honors obtained by the company, and the general manager.
In the photos taken with the leaders who came to inspect, it seems that it is a medium-sized and well-run enterprise.
Liu Ziguang was a little at a loss, but Shangguan Jin walked into an office with ease. So Liu Ziguang also walked into the office with the sign of General Manager's Office. He closed the blinds and turned on the lights. He put on gloves and started to rummage through the cabinets. He was still messing around in the filing cabinets.
After turning the page, Shangguan Jin knocked on the door lightly and said, "Stop being busy, I got it."
Liu Ziguang looked back and saw a stack of documents in Shangguan Jin's hand.
"The company's shareholder information is in the cabinet of the legal department, and the general manager is not responsible for keeping it," Director Shangguan said.
"Show me." Liu Ziguang took it and had just turned two pages when he suddenly jumped to the door and turned off the light, making a silent gesture to Shangguan Jin.
There was a conversation at the door of the company.
"Why do you want it so urgently?" This was a male voice.
"There is no way, foreigners are not celebrating the holidays, the big boss has said that the contract must be signed today." The female voice sounded familiar.
The sound was getting closer and closer, heading towards the office. Shangguan Jin stood behind the door with bated breath, looking at Liu Ziguang eagerly. Liu Ziguang made a peacock gesture towards her. Director Shangguan shook his head with a helpless smile,
Hypnosis is not magic and cannot be used at any time.