Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 37 Leave it to Zhang Anping, don't worry
Zhang Anping took Zeng Moyi to a Western restaurant on Taiping Road.

Before entering the western restaurant, Zhang Anping stood under the signboard of the western restaurant, staring at the words [Western Taste] for half a minute.

Zeng Moyi didn't know what she meant, so she had to stand by her side foolishly.

"Go in." Zhang Anping came back to his senses, smiled again, and made a gentlemanly gesture to invite in, and Zeng Moyi stepped in with a little restraint.

After ordering the meal, Zhang Anping's eyes fell on Zeng Moyi's face involuntarily, and he was lost in thought for a long time.

His mind is full of memories of the opening in the kite:
In the hurried footsteps of the secret agents, she pasted the list on the fan blades of the ventilator, and lit the newspaper at the last moment, creating a lot of smoke in the house.

As soon as the camera turned, she, who was a little panicked before, appeared in the torture room of the military commander screaming.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't have a few lines, but after the gunshot, it was so unforgettable.

Facing Zhang Anping's absent-minded gaze, Zeng Moyi was a little apprehensive at first, but gradually she found that Zhang Anping's gaze lacked appreciation, passion and the usual greed, but only inexplicable sadness and pity.

This made her very puzzled, and finally she could only force herself to be calm and said, "Don't you know that it is very impolite to look at a woman like this?"

Zeng Moyi's voice brought Zhang Anping back to his senses.

Zhang Anping, who realized that he had lost his composure, immediately rhetorically said: "Sorry, I suddenly thought of an idiom."

Zeng Moyi was curious: "What idiom?"

Zhang Anping made a gesture of scratching his ears and cheeks, and said deliberately: "What is it called Xiu? Why can't I remember it for a while! My brain!"

"Isn't it beautiful?" Zeng Moyi realized after she finished speaking, she was immediately ashamed and angry, and instinctively glared at Zhang Anping.

Just when she classified Zhang Anping as Dengtuzi, Zhang Anping said seriously, "Is it possible that he is Xiuwai Huizhong?"

They are also idioms that praise people, but the latter is obviously friendlier than the former.

But Zeng Moyi knew that Zhang Anping did it on purpose. Although she was not very angry after this explanation, she still said angrily, "Chief Zhang, please respect yourself."

"I'm only about 140 catties, not too heavy."

Although the answer was irrelevant to the question, the interesting answer made Zeng Moyi, who pretended to be annoyed, couldn't help laughing out loud. After her success, she could no longer pretend to be annoyed, so she could only say, "Chief Zhang, why do you speak so annoyingly?"

Zhang Anping said aggrievedly: "I see you are nervous."

Zeng Moyi said stubbornly: "Who is nervous?"

"Okay, okay, I was nervous, I was wrong." Zhang Anping immediately took the blame.

"It's not too bad." Zeng Moyi was proud, but then suddenly realized that in just a few words, the other party let her let go of the vigilance she should have and revealed her true nature.

She instinctively raised her guard, but it was difficult to maintain her initial guarded attitude.

Zhang Anping saw that the heat was almost ready, and said: "I was joking with you just now, don't mind - Virgo asked us to pretend to be lovers, if we offend you in the future, please forgive me."

"It's my first time to go out to the field. If there is something I didn't do well, please forgive me, Chief Zhang."

After the two of them finished speaking in a serious manner, for some reason, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Obviously, the atmosphere just now was better.

"Don't call me Chief Zhang, just call me Shihao, and I'll call you Mo Yi, is it okay?"

"Shi...hao?" Zeng Moyi felt a little uncomfortable the first time she shouted, but she soon got used to it.

After the meal, the two changed from strangers to familiar friends - but they were still far from what a lover wanted. When Zhang Anping saw this, he invited Zeng Moyi to watch a movie.

After watching the movie, it was still "early", so Zeng Moyi offered to take a stroll on Taiping Road.

Zhang Anping naturally had no objection, so the two consciously broke the safe distance of 70 centimeters and wandered side by side on the street.

In September [-]th, Zhang Anping's soul traveled through this era, and Zhang Anping really hadn't leisurely strolled through the streets of this era. Now walking side by side with Zeng Moyi, he felt a rare sense of relaxation.

Probably because he knew that the person beside him was his comrade in arms.

Coincidentally, while shopping, Zhang Anping happened to meet his old lady.

My mother knew his disguised appearance, so she recognized the "second son" in the crowd at a glance.

Seeing her son shopping with his female friends, Wang Chunlian was so excited that she jumped up, because she kept saying that if her son kept his ghostly appearance, it would be a ghost if he could find a wife!But in order not to disturb the word, she didn't make a sound, but after all, she was curious, and she followed up secretly, wanting to see how far the two of them had developed.

Facing the clumsy stalking of his old lady, it was difficult for Zhang Anping to pretend that nothing was wrong, and in the end he had to deliberately bring Zeng Moyi to meet with his old lady three times.

Wang Chunlian secretly scolded her son for being a white-eyed wolf. Although she was reluctant, she gave up following her - as for Zeng Moyi, she didn't notice anything unusual the whole time.

[Sure enough, she's still very immature! 】

Zhang Anping felt emotional in his heart, and actually had the urge to put Zeng Moyi in the special training class for a period of time.

In the next three days, Zhang Anping always arrived at the headquarters as scheduled after get off work every day, and after picking up Zeng Moyi, he had dinner, watched movies and went shopping with her.

After four days of contact, the two were finally able to stroll leisurely on the street like husband and wife.

……

On the fifth day, after Zhang Anping finished his lecture, he went to the headquarters as usual, but when he reached the door, he was blocked by the guards:
"Chief Zhang, the chief asked you to go directly to his office after you come here."

Zhang Anping was stunned.

Are you finally going to Shanghai?

He adjusted his mood and told the guard: "If Zeng Moyi comes out, let her wait for me for a while."

"Okay." The guard smiled knowingly.

Zhang Anping threw a pack of cigarettes to the guard, and then stepped into the gate of the headquarters.

Director's Office.

Zhang Anping knocked on the door and got permission to enter.

The uncle was looking at several files at this time. Zhang Anping had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that they were the files of the students in the special training class—it should be the files he handed over to Chen Moqun.

Seeing Zhang Anping sitting listlessly on the sofa without even pouring water for himself, my cousin snorted coldly and said, "Do you know what I need from you?"

"Send me to Shanghai."

Seeing Zhang Anping's tired look, my cousin said angrily, "Do you still look like a soldier?" Zhang Anping immediately sat upright, as if I was a pacesetter.

Cousin is helpless, if this guy is dissatisfied, he has to use various methods to let you know that he is very upset--I was very sensible when I first came here, why is he an old fritter now?

He simply ignored Zhang Anping and thought to himself: "Shanghai District has made almost no achievements in anti-communism in recent years. Not long ago, a Communist traffic officer was arrested. Obviously only a few people knew about it, but when he was arrested, he was still arrested by the local authorities. Escaped calmly.”

"Why do you say?"

Faced with his cousin's rhetorical question, Zhang Anping replied without even thinking: "It's the inner ghost. The anti-communism has failed for several years, and any fool knows that there is an inner ghost!"

"A few days ago, the inspection office found a suspicious person at the capital station. After arresting him, he interrogated him and confirmed that the person was a communist traffic officer who escaped from the Shanghai area."

"Chen Moqun from Shanghai District came over these few days and asked me for someone, saying that they have been following this line for a long time. Anping, do you think I should give him someone?"

Zhang Anping felt awe-inspiring.

A traffic officer was arrested. If he could not quickly cut off the line known to the other party, he would cause serious losses if he defected—since the arrested traffic officer of our party ran away from the hands of the Shanghai District, he must be evacuated .

Because the other party has been arranged to evacuate, our party will not evacuate the route that the other party knows. Now that the other party is arrested, once he betrays, he will inevitably be followed by the vine to destroy all the upper and lower lines he knows.

This information is very important!
Zhang Anping was anxious in his heart, but with a look of disdain on his face, he said: "I have followed you for a long time and yet the other party ran away from me. I knew there was a mole for so long but could not dig it out. It is probably useless to leave it to them." .”

"Wait, cousin, don't you want me to take over?"

The cousin ignored Zhang Anping's rhetorical question, but asked, "What do you plan to do if you are asked to take over?"

"I think the Shanghai District should take over. Isn't there an insider in the Shanghai District? This is a good bait, let them take the opportunity to investigate the insider! What's the matter if I take over? The Shanghai District thinks it's against them. If you don’t believe me, you’ll have to deal with it.” Zhang Anping changed his tone, as if he didn’t want to take over troublesome things.

My cousin laughed angrily at Zhang Anping's words.

"What if the Shanghai District can't find out the ghost?"

Zhang Anping stared at the ceiling speechlessly.

"What did you say when you returned to China? Aren't you going to help me? Is this your attitude of helping? Are you reluctant to part with just one training class?"

"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to! To tell you the truth, if you want to do something, you must have capable men. Isn't it that I am in the training class just to train a group of capable men who can do things? At least give me some time to do it. A reliable team!"

Zhang Anping complained: "There are two systems in the training class, one is the retraining system, and the other is the training system. The action players in the retraining system are supposed to be veterans, so they don't know everything, right? Hey, it turned out There are a lot of problems in my body, all of them are like me, and I will be taught with an open mind in everything I do, and I will never change it!"

"You want me to take such soldiers to catch the Communist Party and serve as spies? Don't worry, I can't let it go!"

"Although the newcomers to the training system have only been trained for more than a month, they are like professional intelligence personnel. When they graduate, they will become elites with a little experience!"

"Tell me, given the disparity between the two, my brain is flooded and I want to bring a bunch of old fritters?"

Cousin is speechless, you are finally telling the truth!

But is Lao Tzu's Secret Service really as bad as you say?

He coughed dryly, and said, "You know, we grew up by swallowing the Investigation Section of the Nanchang Camp Secretariat. Most of the old fritters returning to training are old people from the Investigation Section, and their professional ability is indeed poor."

"Others may not be like this."

Zhang Anping groaned and said nothing, looking like I couldn't trust them.

The uncle was also speechless.

He also felt Zhang Anping's feeling - from the early spy investigation team to the early spy department, although there were few people at that time, it was very efficient to investigate. Now that the secret service has grown stronger, it is not efficient.

The most embarrassing thing is that the spies blocked the door to take pictures, but few people noticed!

"How about this, you form a special team, you choose the members at will, and you will be directly responsible for the headquarters after you go to Shanghai, how about it?"

In fact, Director Dai has already seen that his nephew doesn't like working under other people's hands.

Look at when he was working in the preparatory office, and compare the sleepless nights and meals during the lectures, you can see the difference in attitude between this kid's work and his work.

Zhang Anping was still not excited: "Who will be the team leader? Virgo, you should match up with a more mature senior."

"Let Xu Baichuan act as the team leader temporarily. Well, he is in charge of the training class now, and he can't go to Shanghai for the time being. You are in charge of the Shanghai special team's affairs for the time being, how about it?"

Zhang Anping couldn't hide his excitement, swept away his tiredness, and said loudly:

"Yes!"

The cousin shook his head speechlessly, sure enough, this kid just wanted to make his own decisions.

But he didn't care too much, since Zhang Anping entered the Secret Service, he has been observing Zhang Anping.

I was able to be a guard quietly, and I was able to find spies who secretly took pictures while being a guard. I also worked hard during the preparation of the training class. After the training class started, I even forgot to eat and sleep when teaching. , and in the handling of the Jixing photo studio incident to be impeccable.

Well, although the Jixing Photo Studio did not expand the results, Zhang Anping did deal with the files impeccably.

The only shortcoming is that he is becoming less and less like a subordinate in front of him - but this is also what he is used to, who made this kid his nephew?

When he was in distress in Shanghai, after his cousin-in-law's family took him in, he often slept with Zhang Anping.

In short, I am my own person, reliable and dependable in doing things, good popularity, not domineering, and after two months of investigation, it is time to add burdens to my nephew.

That's why Zhang Anping made the decision to take charge of a special group.

Of course, there was another reason. Director Dai was very dissatisfied with Shanghai District's anti-communist performance in recent years.

In the past four years, the Shanghai District has captured an extremely limited number of Communist Party members, and none of the important figures have been caught. Although the Shanghai District has been doing its best, now it is even more frank that it suspects that there are ghosts in the senior management of the station.

Director Dai believes that there are "ghosts" in the Shanghai area, but he even suspects that there are more than one "ghosts" in the Shanghai area.
So Director Dai decided to check the Shanghai area carefully.

Not to mention that sending people directly to the Shanghai District may easily cause conflicts in the Shanghai District, but also because of the intricate relationship, it may not be possible to find out anything.

After much thought, he decided to send Zhang Anping.

First of all, Zhang An has no complicated relationship. Secondly, his nephew's ability is not inferior to that of the old man in the secret service. He was not disturbed by the Shanghai area in the past. It is convenient to go out to work and get results.

The most important point is that if he wants to investigate the matter of the bullet production line, he is really worried about what he can do. In Shanghai, the No.

(Hahahaha, I can finally release it on time tomorrow. Repeat my underworld update time: one chapter at 12:7 p.m., one chapter at 7:25 a.m., well, the two chapters are no less than 13 words. Since the book was published on July [-], [-]W words, reward all kinds of tickets.)
(One more sentence, compare your hearts with the protagonist and supporting roles. Comparing hearts to 2000, adding 1 chapter, it shouldn't be difficult!)

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