The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 12 Who is the most beautiful

Wearing military uniform, standing on the street.

I attended a birthday party last night, got drunk, and didn't drive.

I hailed a rickshaw.

"Where are you going, sir?"

The driver, seeing the uniform, knew he was an important figure and lowered his body slightly to show respect.

"Ninth-grade gambling number."

Behind the Jiupin Casino, there are two dark rooms and a small courtyard.

"Dog Three", with a bruised face and nose, was kicked violently in the ribs and abdomen. There were footprints and graffiti all over his body, and he looked in a miserable state.

Zhao Zhiyong sat on the stool with a sullen face and crossed his legs, watching the thugs beat up Gou San again.

He shouted, "Gou San, three days are up. In your next life, be more careful and don't cheat in my place.

"Do you have any more cards up your sleeve? If not, you should be on your way."

Gou San looked up, rolled his eyes, and shook his head firmly.

His sister was seriously ill and in urgent need of money. He tried stealing and pickpocketing, but the money came too slowly, so he had to resort to gambling. Unfortunately, he was discovered cheating and suffered a great deal.

There is a trump card, the code of conduct in the underworld, do not let down your benefactor, don't want to say it, and can't say it, you must value integrity when you live in the neighborhood.

Zhao Zhiyong waved his hand, meaning that he could be killed.

To open a gambling house in Shanghai, you have to be ruthless, both to others and to yourself. Casino cheats must be killed. Without prestige and rules, you cannot open a gambling house in Shanghai.

There was a "bang" sound.

The small door opened, and a waiter walked out quickly, leaning over and whispering something in Zhao Zhiyong's ear.

After hearing the whisper, his expression changed and he became a little flustered: "Han Wu, don't do anything yet, pull him and follow me."

Han Wu dragged Gou San and followed Zhao Zhiyong towards the front hall.

In the morning, the casino was deserted. There was only a man in military uniform sitting on a chair in the spacious lobby, looking out the door with a stern expression.

Zhao Zhiyong strode over with a low, flattering smile on his face. "What's the happy news that brought Chief Shen here?"

Shen Liushu looked at Zhao Zhiyong coldly, without answering, just staring.

Zhao Zhiyong lowered his posture and said, "Chief Shen, I'm really sorry. You are a master, please forgive my poor judgment. It is my fault for offending you.

"I didn't mean to offend you. How about this? I'll pay for Gou San's medical expenses, return his original money, and give him an additional fifty silver dollars."

(Fifty silver dollars is equivalent to 5,000 yuan today.)
Shen Liushu ignored Zhao Zhiyong and looked at Gou San, whose face was bruised and his clothes were covered with messy footprints. "Why did you come to gamble?"

Gou San whispered in shame: "My sister is seriously ill"

Shen Liushu looked at Zhao Zhiyong calmly again, his eyes and meaning were very clear.

Zhao Zhiyong quickly bowed with a smile: "Chief Shen, I will also pay for his sister's medical expenses."

Shen Liushu said ruthlessly: "Slap yourself twice."

Zhao Zhiyong looked embarrassed, and when he saw Shen Liushu's ruthless face, he knew there was no room for negotiation.

"Pa, pa" he slapped himself twice.

Zhao Zhiyong didn't even dare to say that Gou San was cheating, because Section Chief Shen didn't mention it.

This is the official! This is the people!
Shen Liushu nodded and looked at Gou San again: "When you're well, wait for me at my door."

After saying that, he stood up, straightened his posture, and strode out.

Zhao Zhiyong wiped the cold sweat from his head and showed a hint of relief.

The Military Statistics Bureau of the National Government was known as the Big Hades of the entire Shanghai Chinese area, a devil who could easily take people's lives, let alone a section chief. Not to mention that Zhao Zhiyong couldn't afford to offend him, even if he was the boss behind him, he wouldn't dare to say a harsh word even if he was slapped a few times.

Shen Liushu got on a rickshaw and rushed to the Statistics Bureau.

"It's almost time to report."

Rickshaws shuttle back and forth at No. 1 Ruijin Street, also known as Our Lady Road. It is a very prosperous place with four huge department stores.

Through Dai Li's years of hard work, the Shanghai Statistics Bureau took root here.

The streets are bustling with cars, rickshaws, bicycles and pedestrians coming and going, each going their own way.

The luxurious new B74 tram slowly approached, its body advertising eye-catching, and a double-decker bus following behind, it was really avant-garde. "Ding ding ding" shuttled across the wide road.

The curly-haired girl, wearing a cheongsam, with a handbag on her wrist, twists her plump buttocks seductively, looking very charming.

A foreigner with a beard and a top hat set up an easel, with young children and girls standing beside him with admiring eyes.

Next to the simple newsstand, there were gentlemen wearing glasses leaning against each other, and it was impossible to tell them apart: Red Party members, intellectuals, national army, or traitors.

Shop billboards and various promotional methods are colorful and gorgeous.

The Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the National Government is a gray-white three-story building in European and American style.

There were more than a dozen black Chevrolet cars and five military trucks parked in the front yard.

The backyard is the training ground for special operations agents and the detention room.

The first floor is the Secret Service's Operations Division.
The second floor is the Secret Service Bureau's Operations Division 2.

The third floor houses the Secret Service Director's office, a large conference room, and a confidential archive room.

As Shen Liushu walked into the gate, "Hello, Chief Shen," led by Lao Gong and several gatekeepers, bowed their heads and smiled, and greeted Shen Liushu.

He casually threw a pack of three-gun turrets to Lao Gong, then opened another pack and threw it to Lao Gong again: "Lao Gong, this pack is for you brothers to share."

"Thank you, Chief Shen."

Old Gong threw the cigarette to his nephew Gong Yun on his right. Gong Yun smiled and started to pass the cigarettes around, and everyone took turns to smoke.

The original body liked Meili brand cigarettes, and on the cigarette box was a very famous socialite beauty - Jiang Meiying, who had an elegant and charming figure.

After traveling through time, I like these three artillery batteries because there are three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang on the cigarette box.

Old Gong leaned forward, looking around, his eyes sparkling, and whispered, "Section Chief Shen, this morning, Section Chief Chen Cha brought back five people, three men and two women, one of whom is a very beautiful woman."

"I will take better care of you when I get my salary this month." Shen Liushu nodded with satisfaction.

When Lao Gong heard this, his face was filled with joy.

The wrinkles were overflowing and wrinkled, but the eyes were sparkling.

Shen Liushu walked slowly and leisurely towards the hall. As soon as he entered the first floor, he met the secretary of the director Wang Zhaohuai, "Tang Jia".

One of the most beautiful beauties in the Statistics Bureau.

Like Secretary Miao Yu, Director of the Second Department, they were all from the first batch of top students in the spy training class set up by Director Dai Li himself. They had outstanding abilities and were the elites of the era.

Under the tight military pants, there is a pair of rare beautiful legs, with golden proportions, straight and slender.

The exposed ankles are as smooth as snow, white and delicate. If you look closely, you can see the blue veins.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "What does it feel like to have such beautiful legs clamped around a man's waist?"

Her eyes are narrow and deep, longer than those of ordinary people, revealing a unique feminine beauty.

Shen Liushu smiled slightly. "Secretary Tang, what a coincidence... Good morning. You are so beautiful to the core. You are worthy of being the most beautiful woman in our Statistics Bureau. Were you waiting for me intentionally? Or did we meet by chance?"

(When a beautiful woman uses a licking dog, she will also wait. Because this licking dog is useful.)
Tang Jia sneered coquettishly, filtering out the last two questions: "Chief Shen, I heard that you told Miao Yu that she is the most beautiful in our Statistics Bureau."

Shen Liushu smiled awkwardly: "She is beautiful, but compared to you, isn't she still a step behind?"

Tang Jia glanced at Shen Liushu and said, "I heard that you guys at the Second Division have made great contributions?"

Shen Liushu deliberately moved closer to Tang Jia and smelled her fragrant body scent.

Tang Jia wanted to step back to avoid suspicion, but he did not move to confirm the truth of the news.

Smelling her body fragrance, he put on a lecherous face and said with a flattering smile: "A few days ago, we found out that Liu Jie is a member of the Red Party. We arrested five of them today."

As she spoke, her hands moved to embrace her slender waist. Tang Jia turned around, swaying gracefully, and her white jade hand took the opportunity to hit back Shen Liushu's "attempted crime" left hand.

"Section Chief Shen, please be mindful of the impact. The beauty you're chasing is from the Red Party. I have to keep my distance from you, fearing you'll drag me down with you."

After saying that, Tang Jia turned her head away without a trace of nostalgia, and walked away with her long, straight legs, "thump thump".

(Once the licking dog is used up, it will be ruthlessly abandoned.)
Shen Liushu knew that there was no need to hide this matter. Before long, Secretary Tang, who was of such a high level, would definitely know about it, or he might have already known about it and was just using himself to verify the authenticity of the news.

On one hand: pretending to be as lustful and romantic as the original self. On the other hand: doing a small favor.

If you expose your shortcomings frequently, even if they are not shortcomings, you will eventually see the benefits.

(End of this chapter)