Chapter 848 Bitterness
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Dan Jian Ting Chao
While Liu Yuanzheng was quibbling, there was another knock on the office door!
Qin Guang was stunned again. After saying "Please come in," he asked softly and doubtfully: "Who is coming again?"
Squeak!
The office door was pushed open, and a chubby young man walked in. His name was Guo Xiaojie!
Guo Xiaojie held a large stack of "Workers' Poetry" magazines in his hands, and said excitedly and a little timidly: "Excuse me... is this the office of the task force of the Ministry of Public Security? I... I found a major clue, and I want to report it to Minister Liu. And report to the leaders of the task force!”
Li Jianjun asked doubtfully: "You want to report clues? Who are you?"
Guo Xiaojie said quickly: "Oh! I... I am an ordinary worker of Liaoning Steel... No! I have another identity, I am a glorious militiaman! Such a big thing happened in our factory, as a militiaman , we spontaneously organized an investigation into related matters! It turned out that there were some major problems in the Workers’ Poetry Journal!”
While speaking, Guo Xiaojie had already placed a large pile of "Worker Poetry Magazine" magazines on the table and began to read them one by one...
Everyone knew that these militiamen were personally trained by Liu Fusheng. At this time, everyone glanced at him subconsciously.
Liu Fusheng nodded and said nothing, just paying attention to Guo Xiaojie's movements.
At this time, Guo Xiaojie took out a large piece of paper and slowly unfolded it in front of everyone.
On this piece of paper, there was actually a very detailed mind map of character relationships written on it.
It is clearly marked on it, what poem someone wrote under what pseudonym on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, and how the other person responded.
This dense mind map made everyone in the task force a little confused.
Guo Xiaojie explained excitedly: "This is the problem that our militiamen found in the Workers' Poetry Magazine! The authors of these nine pen names seemed to use the Workers' Poetry Magazine as a chat room, where they used poetry , asking each other questions, or issuing orders, or asking questions..."
"We have reason to suspect that these people all belong to a shady organization! We all believe that this information should be helpful to the comrades of the Ministry of Public Security and Minister Liu, so we will bring it to you for a look!"
After hearing these words and looking at the mind map carefully, Qin Guang and others all took a breath!
When did the militia have such high alertness and capabilities?
Zhang Mingliang blinked and asked, "Could it be that... that email was also sent by you?"
Guo Xiaojie was stunned, scratched his head and asked: "What email?"
Of course Zhang Mingliang understood the meaning of his words, frowned and said: "That's strange! The things you brought and the contents of the email happened to complement each other. They were not emails sent by you, nor were they sent by you. Who is the one?"
Of course Liu Fusheng asked Zhou Zhi to send that email!
Last night, after he went to the safe house, he studied and discussed the relevant situation with Zhou Zhi.
Zhou Zhi immediately asked Yanjing to help decipher the identities of these people and the content of their conversations!
With the list of Chen Youde's "poetry friends" provided by Ma Guifen, it became much easier to decipher the seemingly clueless pen names!
The passwords set by intelligence organizations, no matter how sophisticated they are, are traceable. The key to truly ensuring their secret activities is the concealment of the information they deliver!
Once the channel for intelligence transmission is discovered, the intelligence organization will no longer be able to maintain concealment!
With the assistance of many experts from Yanjing, Zhou Zhi quickly obtained the names and positions of these nine people!And use the same method to send an email to the criminal investigation detachment’s mailbox!
Liu Fusheng knew very well that this mailbox had been given to Zhang Mingliang to log in and monitor!This is equivalent to Zhou Zhi sending the news directly to the hands of the task force!
Just when everyone was in chaos because of the explosive news that appeared one after another, Liu Fusheng walked to the side, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message!
The content of this text message is very simple. There is only one sentence: Go to Tian Tao and tell the truth. Everything will be revealed soon!
The recipient of the text message is none other than Li Fanghua!
When she received this text message, Li Fanghua was sitting in the office writing materials. When she saw this text message, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her vision suddenly became a little blurry...
After a while, Li Fanghua took a deep breath, stood up resolutely, took off her white coat, picked up her backpack, opened the office door, and left...
About 10 minutes later, Tian Tao, deputy secretary of the Disciplinary Committee of Liaoning Iron and Steel Group, was in the office.
Li Fanghua sat calmly opposite Tian Tao and said straightforwardly: "Secretary Tian, I know you have always been suspicious of Comrade Bai Fei and me, but there are some situations where I must explain to you, whether it is me or Bai Fei, Comrade Fei, none of us are real traitors! The real traitor is Liu Yuanzheng!"
What?Liu Yuanzheng?
Tian Tao was stunned for a moment, and after staring at Li Fanghua for a long time, he said: "Comrade Li Fanghua, please tell me the reasons for this conclusion. I will make my own judgment on the rest!"
Li Fanghua nodded and said: "Secretary Tian should know my resume. After I graduated from university and worked for two years, I secretly joined the National Security Agency and started working for the country..."
"My previous job was at a research institute in Shanghai. My task was to identify and discover overseas spies hidden in the scientific research and commercial fields of Shanghai."
"Originally, I thought that my job would not change in the short term, but until more than two years ago, I met my former teacher Ren Zhiyuan. At that time, I did not expect that Teacher Ren was also my colleague... …”
Tian Tao had known these things for a long time. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the various groups in our Security Bureau do not know each other. You were affiliated to a group in Shanghai at that time. You and Lao Ren They don’t know each other’s identities, this is normal, what on earth do you want to say?”
Li Fanghua sighed softly and said: "That's why I regarded Teacher Ren and Liu Yuanzheng who appeared with Teacher Ren at that time as ordinary people. I didn't be vigilant towards them, so I committed a fatal mistake." mistake!"
Tian Tao heard the profound meaning of these words, frowned and asked: "Do you want to say that something unexpected happened in the Shanghai stock market at that time?"
There was a trace of bitterness in Li Fanghua's smile, and she said slowly: "That time when Teacher Ren and I had dinner together, someone had given special drugs to the food. When I woke up, I found that I was already lying in bed with Teacher Ren. On the same bed..."
Qin Guang was stunned again. After saying "Please come in," he asked softly and doubtfully: "Who is coming again?"
Squeak!
The office door was pushed open, and a chubby young man walked in. His name was Guo Xiaojie!
Guo Xiaojie held a large stack of "Workers' Poetry" magazines in his hands, and said excitedly and a little timidly: "Excuse me... is this the office of the task force of the Ministry of Public Security? I... I found a major clue, and I want to report it to Minister Liu. And report to the leaders of the task force!”
Li Jianjun asked doubtfully: "You want to report clues? Who are you?"
Guo Xiaojie said quickly: "Oh! I... I am an ordinary worker of Liaoning Steel... No! I have another identity, I am a glorious militiaman! Such a big thing happened in our factory, as a militiaman , we spontaneously organized an investigation into related matters! It turned out that there were some major problems in the Workers’ Poetry Journal!”
While speaking, Guo Xiaojie had already placed a large pile of "Worker Poetry Magazine" magazines on the table and began to read them one by one...
Everyone knew that these militiamen were personally trained by Liu Fusheng. At this time, everyone glanced at him subconsciously.
Liu Fusheng nodded and said nothing, just paying attention to Guo Xiaojie's movements.
At this time, Guo Xiaojie took out a large piece of paper and slowly unfolded it in front of everyone.
On this piece of paper, there was actually a very detailed mind map of character relationships written on it.
It is clearly marked on it, what poem someone wrote under what pseudonym on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, and how the other person responded.
This dense mind map made everyone in the task force a little confused.
Guo Xiaojie explained excitedly: "This is the problem that our militiamen found in the Workers' Poetry Magazine! The authors of these nine pen names seemed to use the Workers' Poetry Magazine as a chat room, where they used poetry , asking each other questions, or issuing orders, or asking questions..."
"We have reason to suspect that these people all belong to a shady organization! We all believe that this information should be helpful to the comrades of the Ministry of Public Security and Minister Liu, so we will bring it to you for a look!"
After hearing these words and looking at the mind map carefully, Qin Guang and others all took a breath!
When did the militia have such high alertness and capabilities?
Zhang Mingliang blinked and asked, "Could it be that... that email was also sent by you?"
Guo Xiaojie was stunned, scratched his head and asked: "What email?"
Of course Zhang Mingliang understood the meaning of his words, frowned and said: "That's strange! The things you brought and the contents of the email happened to complement each other. They were not emails sent by you, nor were they sent by you. Who is the one?"
Of course Liu Fusheng asked Zhou Zhi to send that email!
Last night, after he went to the safe house, he studied and discussed the relevant situation with Zhou Zhi.
Zhou Zhi immediately asked Yanjing to help decipher the identities of these people and the content of their conversations!
With the list of Chen Youde's "poetry friends" provided by Ma Guifen, it became much easier to decipher the seemingly clueless pen names!
The passwords set by intelligence organizations, no matter how sophisticated they are, are traceable. The key to truly ensuring their secret activities is the concealment of the information they deliver!
Once the channel for intelligence transmission is discovered, the intelligence organization will no longer be able to maintain concealment!
With the assistance of many experts from Yanjing, Zhou Zhi quickly obtained the names and positions of these nine people!And use the same method to send an email to the criminal investigation detachment’s mailbox!
Liu Fusheng knew very well that this mailbox had been given to Zhang Mingliang to log in and monitor!This is equivalent to Zhou Zhi sending the news directly to the hands of the task force!
Just when everyone was in chaos because of the explosive news that appeared one after another, Liu Fusheng walked to the side, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message!
The content of this text message is very simple. There is only one sentence: Go to Tian Tao and tell the truth. Everything will be revealed soon!
The recipient of the text message is none other than Li Fanghua!
When she received this text message, Li Fanghua was sitting in the office writing materials. When she saw this text message, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her vision suddenly became a little blurry...
After a while, Li Fanghua took a deep breath, stood up resolutely, took off her white coat, picked up her backpack, opened the office door, and left...
About 10 minutes later, Tian Tao, deputy secretary of the Disciplinary Committee of Liaoning Iron and Steel Group, was in the office.
Li Fanghua sat calmly opposite Tian Tao and said straightforwardly: "Secretary Tian, I know you have always been suspicious of Comrade Bai Fei and me, but there are some situations where I must explain to you, whether it is me or Bai Fei, Comrade Fei, none of us are real traitors! The real traitor is Liu Yuanzheng!"
What?Liu Yuanzheng?
Tian Tao was stunned for a moment, and after staring at Li Fanghua for a long time, he said: "Comrade Li Fanghua, please tell me the reasons for this conclusion. I will make my own judgment on the rest!"
Li Fanghua nodded and said: "Secretary Tian should know my resume. After I graduated from university and worked for two years, I secretly joined the National Security Agency and started working for the country..."
"My previous job was at a research institute in Shanghai. My task was to identify and discover overseas spies hidden in the scientific research and commercial fields of Shanghai."
"Originally, I thought that my job would not change in the short term, but until more than two years ago, I met my former teacher Ren Zhiyuan. At that time, I did not expect that Teacher Ren was also my colleague... …”
Tian Tao had known these things for a long time. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the various groups in our Security Bureau do not know each other. You were affiliated to a group in Shanghai at that time. You and Lao Ren They don’t know each other’s identities, this is normal, what on earth do you want to say?”
Li Fanghua sighed softly and said: "That's why I regarded Teacher Ren and Liu Yuanzheng who appeared with Teacher Ren at that time as ordinary people. I didn't be vigilant towards them, so I committed a fatal mistake." mistake!"
Tian Tao heard the profound meaning of these words, frowned and asked: "Do you want to say that something unexpected happened in the Shanghai stock market at that time?"
There was a trace of bitterness in Li Fanghua's smile, and she said slowly: "That time when Teacher Ren and I had dinner together, someone had given special drugs to the food. When I woke up, I found that I was already lying in bed with Teacher Ren. On the same bed..."
