"Zhuang Sheng."

"You've made a big deal again."

The next day.

morning.

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

With a cigar in one hand and a telephone in the other, he said with a loud smile: "small things, small things..."

Zhuang Sir's forefinger lit his cigar and dropped some white ash in a very relaxed tone.

Yang Jianhua said solemnly, "you should clean the personnel of the military intelligence office on Hong Kong Island."

"It's not a small thing."

Strictly speaking, the cleansing of Mio personnel is likely to affect regional stability.

Because the underground exchange of fire may develop into a visible conflict, Zhuang Shikai said very domineering: "it's a small thing!"

"Haven't you considered the consequences of things getting out of control?" Yang Jianhua said to the phone, "before 1997, the motherland didn't want any unrest on Hong Kong Island."

"It's your responsibility."

Zhuang Shikai sneered: "it is also my responsibility to keep the bottom line of education on Hong Kong Island. They say that generations do things from generation to generation. I'm sorry, there are a lot of things in my generation."

"Hoo." He took another deep breath of his cigar, slowly spit out the smoke, and exhaled: "moreover, I have the intelligence of the military intelligence department colluding with the killer. As long as the military intelligence department doesn't want to fall into an international scandal, he doesn't dare to put the underground on the table."

"I don't care how many Mio people I kill." Zhuang Shikai said in a tone, snuffed out his cigar in FRP and said with a smile, "they all dare to knock off their teeth and swallow it in their stomach."

"If 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 dissatisfied, and the mainland intelligence agencies naturally got the news that the Hong Kong Island police force had started.

This is not against the education sector or killer organizations, but directly against the British intelligence agencies. The matter is more serious. I'm afraid the intelligence agencies of various countries in Hong Kong have received the wind.

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

Yang Jianhua won't call Zhuang Sir until early in the morning.

Hearing Yang Jianhua's dissatisfaction, Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows and looked out of the window at the buildings: "do I have to report when dealing with affairs on Hong Kong Island?"

"My friend, this does not involve the interests of the motherland, nor does it involve the use of force against foreign countries."

"Excuse me, do I have no right to deal with it?"

"Hiss!" Yang Jianhua took a breath of cold air in his heart and suddenly felt that a red line was in front and could not cross the red line any more.

She calmed down and Shusheng said, "you have the right to deal with it."

Zhuang Shikai nodded: "HMM."

Then he said, "I am thinking about the future youth of Hong Kong Island. I hope the motherland will understand my good intentions."

"This is the foundation of fifty years!"

Yang Jianhua nodded and said, "yes, so I reported the information to the capital last night. According to the highest instruction, the Hong Kong Garrison section will provide you with effective military intelligence information."

Zhuang Shikai looked happy.

Zeng Xiangrong's trial has ended, and the available information is not reliable.

However, if combined with the intelligence of the Hong Kong Garrison branch, ha ha, it will be very effective.

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 goal, they will also try to compete for the initiative.

The highest level in the mainland certainly does not care about this initiative, but those responsible for Hong Kong Island Affairs will very much hope to get more initiative, which is not only convenient for them to do things, but also a merit.

But Zhuang Sir has the bottom line of Zhuang sir. Do you want to take the initiative? Then you have to be a man of words!

Fart is not, still want the initiative?

Get lost.

He has a tough strength and naturally has a tough tone. It's good to be a friend, not a dog!

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

Yang Jianhua softened his tone and said with a smile, "leaders rarely praise people so much. Zhuang Sheng, your foresight is recognized even above..."

Yang Jianhua also felt some emotion in his heart.

This evaluation is too high.

High enough to be enviable.

Zhuang Shikai said with a free and easy smile: "how can I mix without a little vision?"

"I have many companies under my command. Thousands of employees have to open their mouths for dinner."

But he thought to himself, "cut, what vision do you talk to me about?"

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

Yang Jianhua was already used to Zhuang Sir's self-confidence and nodded with a smile: "OK, I have told the upper meaning, goodbye, sir, I'll fax you later."

"Well." Zhuang Shikai nodded, "OK! But please don't try my bottom line again! "

"I am a very principled person!"

The bottom line cannot be changed!

I'm patriotic.

The country has to love me!

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

"Zhuang..." just as Yang Jianhua wanted to explain, Zhuang Shikai resolutely hung up the phone: "pa Da!"

"Doodle doodle." Soon there was a blind sound.

Yang Jianhua reluctantly put down the phone, and it was Lord Zhuang who put his legs down from his desk, got up to tidy up his clothes, and then informed Zeng Xiangrong to come over.

"Zhuang sir."

Five minutes later.

Zeng Xiangrong opened the door.

Zhuang Shikai took a fax in his hand and looked at it bored.

This is information from the mainland.

Yazi just received it and sent it to the office.

Zhuang Shikai looked up at Zeng Xiangrong: "what has the military intelligence department done?"

Zeng Xiangrong was somewhat frustrated and said, "last night, six peripheral intelligence personnel of the military intelligence department were interrogated. Unfortunately, only a few false addresses and invalid communication locations were interrogated. Now 14 hours have passed. According to the analysis of intelligence experts, the personnel of the military intelligence department may have entered a state of silence."

"That is to say, unless the other party takes the initiative to attack or carries out a long-term search and arrest."

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

"Especially the murderer who shot Mrs. Faye."

Zeng Xiangrong was a little unwilling.

And the Mio must be aware now.

If not, it's not the military intelligence department.

Conclusion: the police force has missed the best time.

However, it is really a little difficult for the investigation branch of the police force to compete with the military intelligence department in espionage investigation. Of course, as long as Zhuang Shikai is still a speaker on Hong Kong Island, the Hong Kong Governor's office will always be in trouble. If there is trouble, the military intelligence office may be used again.

The military intelligence office on Hong Kong Island cannot be silent forever!

Therefore, in theory, the police force has a chance to deal with the Mio.

Zhuang Shikai will start "007 action".

Unfortunately, from a narrow perspective, operation 007 has failed.

Under the planning of Mrs. m, Mr. Debang and a group of elite agents, the military intelligence department has entered a state of silence and entered a stage of relative security.

It even designed ahead of time and completed a wave of counter attack. Several police officers of the investigation bureau were killed by a bomb while searching.

The silent state means that the intelligence department completely gives up intelligence work, stops all traces of espionage, and cuts off relevant communications and secret signals. Even if you find a clue, you can't trace it to the next link.

This greatly ensures the safety of secret agents, especially the silence of the military intelligence service is very high, which is almost difficult to dig out.

Unless it's a super intelligence agency of another power.

"Is it difficult?"

Then Zhuang Shikai asked.

He smiled and handed the fax forward.

"I think it's very simple!"

His face was light and cloudless.

Zeng Xiangrong took the folder, opened it and browsed a few pages. Immediately, he said with an excited expression: "Zhuang sir! It's easy now! "

The document contains information about the positions, personnel and even secret codes of the military intelligence department.

It can be seen that Hong Kong Island is, after all, the Hong Kong Island of the Chinese people. The love of the motherland's Hong Kong Branch for Hong Kong Island is called deep! Love the safe house under the bunker clearly!

And Zeng Xiangrong combined with the previous news, he can go out and work immediately.

……

Eastern District of Hong Kong Island.

Caiheng building.

Six floors underground.

A secret agency of the military intelligence service.

James Bond, dressed in a suit and tie, looked leisurely, took a mineral water bottle, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank 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."

Said an officer who displayed the screen.

Although the officer was dignified, dressed in a general's uniform and a powerful figure in the military intelligence department, bond was not afraid. He put down the mineral water bottle casually and threw it into the trash can.

"Haven't my mission in Hong Kong Island expired yet?" James Bond has some regrets.

The chief said in a deep voice, "Mrs. m will be in charge of the military intelligence office on Hong Kong Island, and other agents will continue to be stationed on Hong Kong Island until 1997."

"You're on your own."

"On a new mission to Mexico."

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

However, the officer fell silent and replied: "the most dangerous place is always guarded."

James Bond understood.

I'm afraid the superiors will receive some bad news for the military intelligence department. The military intelligence department will become very dangerous in the next few days. Even if it falls into a state of silence, it may not be able to escape.

Mrs. m and others were unable to leave due to their responsibilities, but the senior level of the intelligence and military department did not want to bury the excellent elite agent "007" on Hong Kong Island, so they transferred him out of 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, went to the computer, opened a bucket of instant noodles, and suddenly froze: "fuck! No hot water! "

In a police car, Zhuang Shikai sat in the back with a cup of hot water in his hands and said, "you say, we knock on the door and say that the community sends warmth, they won't open the door directly?"

Zeng Xiangrong drove the car, raised his head, glanced at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel with both hands and said, "Zhuang sir, social services on Hong Kong Island do not send warmth, only horse newspapers! You say it's better to send boiled water than warmth. "

"Yes." Zhuang Shikai nodded with a silly smile.

At this time, more than a dozen police cars were driving rapidly on the road, and the momentum was fierce, running to the agent's safe house.

At the moment, at six o'clock in the evening, the police sent out a large number of police forces to rush to different agent safe houses.