Director Gao looked at Zhang Xing's hand that was blocking him, and his face suddenly became gloomy, with a trace of anger that was difficult to conceal in his eyes. He straightened up and said with obvious dissatisfaction and doubt in his voice: "Why, don't I even have the power to make a phone call to confirm your identity?"

Faced with Director Gao's questioning, Zhang Xing remained calm and composed. He shook his head expressionlessly and responded calmly:

"Director Gao has been in the agency for a long time, and I'm afraid he doesn't know the case handling process of our national security department. Our national security case handling does not require a search warrant or the so-called document inspection. We have just shown you the documents, which is an exception. If you doubt our identity, it's very simple. You can go with us to the Bonan City National Security Branch, and you will naturally know our identity."

As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, he immediately cast a meaningful look at Ming Di and Ye Ying beside him. They seemed to have a telepathic connection and took a step towards Director Gao without hesitation.

Director Gao was keenly aware of the deep meaning behind this action, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.

His voice trembled as he asked: "You...what do you want to do?"

At this moment, the air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if a tight string could break at any time.

Nighthawk said with a thoughtful expression: "Of course, we have to take Director Gao back to our bureau to drink some fragrant tea. At that time, we will invite the leaders of the bureau to negotiate with Director Gao. In this way, Director Gao will be able to confirm whether we are really members of the National Security Bureau."

After hearing this, Director Gao was slightly startled, and then he looked helpless and sighed softly: "Okay, okay, I believe your identity. However, as a leading cadre, it is natural for me to maintain a certain degree of vigilance. After all, in this era, fraud methods are endless and hard to guard against."

As he spoke, he shook his head, seeming to feel quite helpless and worried about the fraud in the current society.

"But what you said before, that I was involved in espionage, I can only tell you that this is really a fantasy. I am an ordinary, poor commoner. If I was involved in any espionage as you said, I would have been rich long ago. Would I still live in such a house and eat the cheapest instant noodles?"

Zhang Xing looked at the furnishings in the house. There was an old sofa in the living room. The surface of the sofa was worn and the color had faded from its former glory. There were some sundries on a wooden coffee table, and next to it was an old color TV with some slight cracks on the screen.

In the bedroom, a double bed occupied the main space, and the bedding on the bed was a little thin. The wardrobe next to the bed was old and the door was a little loose. There was a yellowed photo hanging on the wall, recording the good times in the past.

In the kitchen, the old cabinets and stoves looked a bit outdated. There were some simple kitchen utensils on the stove, and a bowl of instant noodles was cooking in the pot.

The bathroom facilities are simple, and the washbasin and toilet are a little worn out.

"Director Gao is really poor. The furnishings in the house are still the same as they were more than ten years ago. Are you really that poor?"

Director Gao brought out a bowl of mushy instant noodles from the kitchen, his heart filled with endless helplessness and sighs.

He slowly put down the bowl and said in a low voice: "I have been presiding over meetings all day today. I have been busy since the afternoon and have not had time to eat a single bite of food. I am so hungry! Let me eat a few bites first."

Then, Director Gao continued thoughtfully: "To say that I am particularly poor is not the case. At least I am much better off than many ordinary people. With my current position, the monthly salary plus various subsidies can at least get tens of thousands of yuan."

"If I were the only one living alone, it would definitely be more than enough. But the problem is that I still have elderly parents to support in my hometown, and my daughter is studying in a university far away. Every Almost all of the salary for the previous month was sent back home to support his parents and daughter.

He looked around at the old furnishings in the house, ate a mouthful of noodles, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Look at the things in this house, they are indeed left over from more than ten years ago. It's not that I really can't afford to replace new furniture and TV, but I don't spend much time at home, and most of the time I stay in the municipal party committee office. Since my daughter went to study in another province, I'm the only one left at home. So, I really have no interest in replacing these old furniture.

After looking around the house, Jingzhi's eyes fell on Director Gao, and he raised his mouth slightly and said softly: "Director Gao, can you allow me to look around in your room?"

The three teams came here not only to shoulder the important task of arresting Director Gao, but more importantly, to obtain conclusive evidence at all costs. That's why Thorn said this. Although it seems to be a plea, it is actually an unquestionable request.

Director Gao naturally understood the deep meaning of it. He was very cooperative and responded without hesitation:

"Just look, anywhere you want." After saying that, he smiled, as if he was confident in his room.

With Director Gao's permission, Thorn, Nighthawk and Mingdi immediately took action and began to search the entire room carefully. They moved skillfully and cautiously, not missing any corner where evidence might be hidden.

Zhang Xing sat opposite Director Gao, watching him wolf down instant noodles, and couldn't help but sigh: "You are the director of a confidential department, busy all day, working hard all day, and you only eat a bowl of ordinary instant noodles. Director Gao, your life is really not easy!"

Director Gao listened to Zhang Xing's words, smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said slowly: "What's not easy about this? There are countless people in the world who work harder and harder than me. Look at the people today, who doesn't get up early and work hard for a living; who doesn't give up their dignity and status for a little bit of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea."

"In my opinion, the real difficulty is those ordinary people who are still struggling on the food and clothing line, and young people like you who are under great pressure."

After saying this, Director Gao also showed a helpless and melancholy expression on his face.

Zhang Xing felt a little funny, thinking that Director Gao's acting skills are really good.

"Director Gao is right. However, for people who are used to eating delicacies from land and sea, eating this most common instant noodles occasionally can be considered a delicacy."

After Zhang Xing said this, Director Gao couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

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