"Zhuang Sheng."

"You have done something big again."

The next day.

morning.

Zhuang Shikai put his legs on the desk, half leaning against the back of the chair, and received a call from Yang Jianhua.

With a cigar in one hand and a phone in the other, he laughed loudly: "Little things, little things..."

Sir Zhuang's index finger clicked on the cigar, and some white ash was lit, in a very relaxed tone.

Yang Jianhua preached solemnly: "You have to clean up the staff of the Military Intelligence Department on Hong Kong Island."

"This is no small matter."

Strictly speaking, purging the personnel of the Military Intelligence Department is likely to affect regional stability.

Because the underground firefight may develop into a face-to-face conflict, Zhuang Shikai said very domineeringly: "It's just a small thing!"

"Have you not considered the consequences of things getting out of control?" Yang Jianhua said to the phone: "The former motherland in 1997 didn't want any turbulence on Hong Kong Island."

"This is your responsibility."

Zhuang Shikai sneered and said: "It is also my responsibility to keep the bottom line of education on Hong Kong Island. It is said that one generation will do things for one generation. I'm sorry, my generation has encountered so many things."

"Huh." He took another deep cigar, slowly exhaled the smoke, and exhaled: "And I have intelligence on the military intelligence department colluding with killers. As long as the military intelligence department does not want to be caught in an international scandal, he will not dare to deal with the underground. Put it on the table."

"I don't care how many people are killed in the Military Intelligence Department." Zhuang Shikai said in a tone, pinched the cigar in the glass fiber reinforced plastic, and smiled: "They all only dared to knock their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs."

"The premise is that we support you." Yang Jianhua said.

Zhuang Shikai said coldly: "I believe you will support me!"

"But you should make a report." Yang Jianhua was obviously a little dissatisfied, and the mainland intelligence agencies naturally got the news of the Hong Kong Island Police Force.

This is not about the education sector or killer organizations, but directly to the British intelligence agencies. The seriousness of the matter is even greater. I am afraid that the intelligence agencies of various countries in Hong Kong have heard the news.

After all, "one night" is enough time for everyone to respond, and "007" may have received news of the fall of outsiders.

Yang Jianhua would call Sir Zhuang early in the morning.

Hearing Yang Jianhua's dissatisfaction, Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows and looked at the building complex outside the window: "Do I still have to report when I deal with affairs in Hong Kong Island?"

"Friends, this does not involve the interests of the motherland, and it does not involve the use of force abroad."

"Excuse me, am I not authorized to dispose of it?"

"Hiss!" Yang Jianhua took a breath of air in his heart, and suddenly felt that a red line was placed in front of him, and he could no longer cross the red line.

She calmed down and preached comfortably: "You have the right to deal with it."

Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Yes."

Then he preached: "I am thinking about the future youth on Hong Kong Island, and I hope the motherland will understand my good intentions."

"This is looking for a foundation for fifty years!"

Yang Jianhua nodded and said: "Understood, so I reported the intelligence to the capital last night. According to the highest instructions, the Hong Kong Branch will provide you with effective intelligence."

Zhuang Shikai looked happy.

Zeng Xiangrong's interrogation has ended, but the information obtained is not reliable.

However, if combined with the information of the Hong Kong Branch, hehe, it will be very effective.

And Yang Jianhua's previous "accountability" is more like a temptation, a bit like a loving couple, even if they appreciate each other and have the same goals, they will try to fight for the initiative.

The highest level in the mainland certainly does not care about this kind of initiative, but those in charge of Hong Kong Island affairs will very much hope to get more initiative, so that it is convenient for them to do things, and it is considered a merit.

But Zhuang sir has the bottom line of Zhuang sir, you want the initiative? Then you have to be the troublemaker!

Didn't the fart still come to take the initiative?

go away!

He has strong strength, and naturally has a strong tone. He is very good as a friend, but he can't be a dog!

"The information will be faxed to you later, and for what you have done for education on Hong Kong Island, the leader praised you and praised you as the most visionary patriot on Hong Kong Island!"

Yang Jianhua's tone softened, and he said with a smile: "Leaders rarely praise people so much, Zhuang Sheng, your vision is even recognized by the above..."

Yang Jianhua also felt a little emotional.

This evaluation is too high.

Enviable high.

Zhuang Shikai smiled freely and freely, "How can I mix without any eyes?"

"I have many companies, and thousands of employees have to open their mouths to eat."

But I thought in my heart: "Cut, what foresight to talk to me?"

"These are what I saw with my own eyes!"

Yang Jianhua has long been accustomed to Zhuang Sir's self-confidence, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I have already conveyed the meaning of the upper level, goodbye, sir, I will fax you later."

"Yeah." Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Okay! But please don't test my bottom line in the future!"

"I am a very principled person!"

The meaning of this sentence is that the bottom line cannot be changed!

I am patriotic.

The country must love me too!

Otherwise, I still have the option of loving Hong Kong.

"Zhuang..." Yang Jianhua just wanted to explain a few more words, Zhuang Shikai decisively hung up the phone: "Papa!"

"Beep beep." There was a blind tone.

Yang Jianhua reluctantly put down the phone and dragged him, but the Zhuangye lowered his legs from the desk, got up to organize his clothes, and then notified Zeng Xiangrong to come over.

"Zhuang Sir."

five minutes later.

Zeng Xiangrong opened the door.

Zhuang Shikai held a fax in his hand and looked through it boredly.

This is intelligence sent from the mainland.

Gezi was sent to the office as soon as she received it.

Zhuang Shikai raised his head to look at Zeng Xiangrong: "How can the Military Intelligence Department get it done?"

Zeng Xiangrong was a little frustrated and said: "The six peripheral intelligence personnel of the Military Intelligence Department were interrogated overnight. Unfortunately, only a few fake addresses and invalid communication locations were interrogated. Fourteen hours have passed. According to the analysis of intelligence experts, the Military Intelligence Department The personnel may have entered a silent state."

"In other words, unless the other party takes the initiative, or conducts long-term searches."

"Otherwise it will be difficult to catch a real intelligence agent."

"Especially the murderer who shot Madame Faye."

Zeng Xiangrong was a little unwilling.

The Military Intelligence Department must be aware of it now.

If not, it is not the MI Department.

Summary: The police force has already missed the best time.

However, it is indeed a little bit difficult for the Investigation Division of the Police Force to compete with the Military Intelligence Division for spy investigations. Of course, as long as Zhuang Shikai is still acting as a speaker on Hong Kong Island, the Governor's Office will always be in trouble, and if there is trouble, the MI Department may be used again.

The Hong Kong Island Military Intelligence Office cannot be silent forever!

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the police force has a chance to get the MI Department.

Zhuang Shikai will start the "007 Operation".

Unfortunately, from a narrow perspective, "Operation 007" has failed.

Under the planning of Mrs. M, Mr. Debon, and a group of elite agents, the Military Intelligence Department has entered a state of silence and entered a stage of relative safety.

Even designed in advance to complete a wave of counterattacks, several investigative officers encountered bombs and died during the search.

The silent state means that the intelligence department completely abandons intelligence work, stops all traces of espionage, and cuts off related communications and secret codes. Even if you find a clue, you cannot trace to the next.

This greatly guarantees the safety of the secret agents, especially the silent state of the military intelligence department is very advanced, it is almost difficult to dig out.

Unless it is a super intelligence agency of another big country.

"is it hard?"

At this time, Zhuang Shikai asked rhetorically.

He smiled and passed the fax in his hand forward.

"I think it's very simple!"

His face was calm and calm.

Zeng Xiangrong took the folder to open it and browsed a few pages, and immediately preached with exhilaration: "Sir Zhuang! It's easy now!"

The document contains information on various positions, personnel, and even passwords of the Military Intelligence Department.

It can be seen that Hong Kong Island is the Hong Kong Island of the Chinese people after all, and the love of the Hong Kong Branch of the motherland to Hong Kong Island is a deep one! Love the safe house under the bunker clearly!

And Zeng Xiangrong combined with the previous news, and immediately went out to do things.

...

Eastern District of Hong Kong Island.

Caiheng Building.

Six floors underground.

A secret agency of the Military Intelligence Department.

James Bond is wearing a suit and tie, holding a mineral water bottle in a leisurely appearance, unscrewing the bottle cap and drinking water.

In front of him is the display screen of a large calculator, and beside the calculator operation, there are full of instant noodles and fruits.

"Bond!"

"You leave Hong Kong Island by plane in the evening."

An officer who displayed the screen said.

Although the officer is dignified and dignified, wearing a general uniform, and a powerful figure in the Military Intelligence Department, Bond is not afraid, putting down the mineral water bottle with a casual expression, and throwing the bottle into the trash can with his hand.

"Isn't my mission period on Hong Kong Island not full yet?" James Bond is a little regretful~lightnovelpub.net~ the chief said in a deep voice: "The Hong Kong Island Military Intelligence Office will be in charge of Mrs. M, and other agents will also be in charge. Continue to be stationed on Hong Kong Island, and the mission will last until 1997."

"You are dispatched alone."

"Go to Mexico on a new mission."

"Won't Mrs. M go with me?" James Bond asked unexpectedly.

The officer fell silent and replied: "The most dangerous place must always be guarded."

James Bond understands.

I am afraid that the superiors will receive any news that is unfavorable to the military intelligence department. The military intelligence department will become very dangerous in the next few days, and even if it is in a silent state, it may not be able to escape.

While Mrs. M and others were unable to leave due to responsibilities, the senior officials of the Intelligence Service did not want to bury the outstanding elite agent "007" on Hong Kong Island, so they were transferred to Hong Kong Island in advance.

"Yes, sir." James Bond agreed with a smile.

"I'm going to eat instant noodles." James Bond cut off the satellite call, walked to the computer, and took apart a bucket of instant noodles. He was suddenly stunned: "FUCK! No hot water!"

In a police car, Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the back row, holding a cup of hot water in his hands and said: "You said, we knocked on the door and said the community will send warmth. They won't open the door directly?"

Zeng Xiangrong drove the car, raised his head, glanced into the rearview mirror, and said with both hands on the steering wheel: "Zhuang Sir, Hong Kong Island Social Service does not provide warmth, only the horse newspaper! You say warmth is worse than boiled water."

"Right." Zhuang Shikai nodded with a smile.

At this time, more than a dozen police cars were driving fast on the highway, rushing to the agent's safe house in a fierce manner.

At this moment, at six o'clock in the evening, the police force dispatched a large number of police forces to pounce on the safe houses of different agents.