Kashima, Li, Chen, and the agents of the Shintoshi all returned to the intelligence site with their faces as if they were too naughty.

It was already time to get off work, but all the intelligence teams started working overtime, re-cluttering all the files at hand, and wanted to find the Qing faction officials who could be arrested.

For a moment, an intelligence building was brightly lit, as if it was back to the most lively time of the federal intelligence agency.

Each intelligence group has some secret files, such as evidence of crimes from officials from other consortium factions. When they are not torn apart, everyone hides secrets and makes them secrets. When they are torn apart, they take them out and give a fatal blow.

Li Zhongxian took the secret files in his hand and kept sending people to arrest the suspect. The feedback he received was: the person had been taken away by the seven groups.

He tore the secret files apart with expressionless expression, thinking that the seven groups were too amazing to do things, even arresting their own people. So how can this group of people gain a foothold within the Qing family in the future?

Crazy!

They couldn't understand, was Qingchen really fearless and wanted to be an lonely minister?!

What good end can the lonely minister have? If Qingyi becomes a shadow, he will throw this lonely minister out in order to calm the anger of all parties?

...

...

Unlike other intelligence teams who returned unsuccessfully, Qinghua could bring suspects every time she came back. The suspects were wearing black hoodies, and no one could see the suspect's appearance clearly and could not determine his identity.

Then before the other intelligence groups could react, the people were locked in seven groups of secret prisons underground.

Other intelligence teams began to doubt themselves while being anxious.

The seventh team inspector clearly didn't even come out of the office, so why could he catch so many suspects?

This is too much to catch!

From this point on, the inflow of the Intelligence Department began.

The inspectors from each group sat in their office with a naughty face, and none of the agents dared to mention that they got off work.

Not only the agents cannot leave, but even the canteen of the intelligence department works overtime.

What they didn't know was that after Qinghua and his group were escorting the suspects into the secret prison, Qinghua said to an agent beside him: "Okay, take off the hood on Yang Xuyang's head."

Yang Xuyang, who has always played the suspect, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the light: "I'm so suffocated. Can I change to a breathable headband?"

"Honestly, the boss said that there will be a result in the past two days," Qinghua said.

The fact is that even Qingchen's brain cannot catch people without limit. If you can't find evidence, you can't find evidence. You can't forcefully arrest officials from other consortium factions, right?

But Qingchen had to make other intelligence groups anxious, so he simply let the agents from Group 7 play the role of suspects. Anyway, other intelligence groups could not know who the person under the black hood was.

Anyway, there were tens of thousands of officials from all over the city on the 10th, and other intelligence teams could not confirm how many people were arrested for a while.

And the most important thing is that the seventh group had a brilliant record before, which made Qinghua start acting now and no one doubted it.

But no matter how Qinghua acts.

No one has come to the seven groups to apply for membership so far.

Qinghua took a look at the time. It had been 24 hours since she took off the whiteboard.

He glanced at the left-behind agent in the secret prison: "How is it? Are there any signs of other intelligence teams admitting their defeat? Has anyone come to consult about the members?"

The agent shook his head and said with a worried look on his face: "No, there is not even a person to ask. Sir, do you think the boss's plan will fail?"

Qinghua glanced at the agent coldly: "This is not something you can discuss. We will do whatever the boss tells us."

However, although he said so, he could not help but feel anxious as time passed by minute by minute.

...

...

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the cafeteria notified everyone to prepare the midnight snack.

The seven teams who were used to working overtime all went to have a happy meal, while the other intelligence teams went to the cafeteria with a frown.

In fact, those inspectors did not intend to let the agents have midnight snacks, after all, they were all angry. After working hard for a day, they caught a few three-legged cats and came back. What other midnight snacks are there?

However, when they heard the news of Group 7 going to the cafeteria, they hurriedly sent their agents to have dinner, and by the way, they could find out if they could inquire about something from Group 7.

Chen Zheng, an intern inspector from Chen, went to the canteen on the first floor and headed straight to Qingzhun. He actually took the people to sit down directly opposite Qingzhun.

Qingzhun bit the bun and smiled, "I'm so frowning. Is things not going well?"

Chen Zhen was choked, but we were not going well. Isn’t it because you caught everyone in advance?

However, he couldn't say that, so he could only smile and said, "It's just that I can't go home when I work overtime. I'm just a little tired. By the way, you caught a lot of people today?"

Qingjun said with a smile: "Is this what you can ask if you don't pay for it?"

As he said that, Qingzhun looked at the agent next to Chen Zhen and asked, "Did the Sixth Group pay you overtime? You have a bitter face when you have a meal."

The agent was stunned for a moment: "Do you have overtime pay?"

Qingjun responded with a smile: "Of course there is, don't you? The overtime pay for our seven groups is loaded in one car after another... It's not right, I can't tell you this."

After saying that, Qingzhun took the constant temperature lunch box and left swayingly. The lunch box contained the meal he made for Qingchen.

He originally called the new boss to have dinner together, but Qingchen refused.

The new boss told Qingzhun that at this time, the seven groups of inspectors should maintain the most mysterious posture, not to pretend, but to give other intelligence groups the greatest sense of oppression.

Qingzhun sighed that in order to suppress other intelligence groups, the new boss of the seventh group used all kinds of tricks to suppress psychological warfare and intelligence warfare.

Moreover, the new boss is still hardworking and lives in an intelligence building and doesn't leave. He doesn't know what to do.

Qingjun came to Qingchen's office with his lunch box, but saw the new boss sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and his breathing was still at a strange frequency.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Qingchen opened his eyes: "How is it? Have you gone to have a meal?"

Qingzhun nodded: "It seems that everyone is very anxious. There is no one in the cafeteria. As soon as our team seven went up, all other intelligence groups followed him. I want to inquire about the information."

Qingchen nodded and lifted the lunch box: "Just be anxious."

Qingzhun thought for a while and said with interest: "Boss, other intelligence groups will not compromise so easily. Although these are all small shrimps, they are still "living kings of hell" in the eyes of ordinary people from the outside world. They will definitely find a way to dig out the big figures of the Qing faction and then lock them in a secret prison as bargaining chips."

Qingchen glanced at Qingzhun: "Yes."

Qingzhun was a little surprised. For such an important thing, you will be done in a moment? You should tell us what to do next?

Qingchen smiled: "When they tear a hole open, they will compromise. People will not worry about being weak or uneven."

...

...

Qingjun took the agents from the seventh team back.

But the cafeteria is still in chaos.

Chen Sai sat on the long table and looked at the food in front of him. When he looked up, he suddenly saw Li Yunge from the second group with a look of gray.

He sat opposite Li Yunge with his lunch box: "Why are your face so bad? Isn't the relationship between Li and Qing on weekdays?"

Li Yun said coldly: "Today, several officials of the Li family lost contact. I think Qing family wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that Chief Li Changqing had no time to take care of the rear and integrate the intelligence department into his hands. Today I went to capture several officials of the Qing faction, and wanted to grab them as bargaining chips, but they all lost and were taken first by the seventh team. I couldn't understand what the new supervisor of the seventh team came from. If he had such a strong ability, why didn't he go to the spy department and what did he do in the intelligence department?"

Chen Sai said: "Maybe this new inspector is really a secret spy, but he is clean now and has no handle left. You can't find a chance if you want to mess with him. The newcomer Qingshizang has been hiding for a long time, and now he will definitely make a big move."

"Well," Li Yun took the lunch box expressionlessly, as if planning how to fight back: "Now I don't have any chips in my hand. I plan to go out tomorrow. I can't dig out anything in the existing files. I have to investigate those important Qing family officials in a targeted manner."

Chen Sai lowered his head to eat, his expression constantly changing. When he raised his head again, he said, "Do you know about Wei Shuqi?"

Li Yuncai was stunned for a moment: "Senate Member Wei Shuqi?"

Chen Sai nodded: "I have found some clues related to him here."

Li Yuncai shook his head: "This is an important figure in the Qing faction in the Democratic Party. It is not enough to have some clues alone. Moreover, such people are already very cautious and will not easily let us get any handle."

Chen Sai thought for a while and said, "I have conclusive evidence. He hit and ran 6 years ago and found someone to take the blame. The person who took the blame said something a while ago."

Li Yun was amused: "There is such a thing?"

"Yes," Chen Sai smiled: "That man has a tough mouth, but how can he withstand our means?"

Li Yun sneered: "Since that's the case, why didn't you Chen go to interrogate him?"

"Our superiors have an order to not break up with Qing's family," Chen Sai smiled: "After all, Chen's important towns are in the south, and the north is not important to us, so we don't plan to participate in this matter. But the significance of City No. 10 to your Li family is different, right? I'm telling you the clues as a friend, and I will never tell you ordinary people."

Li Yuncai immediately stood up and called the agents from the second group to leave: "Thank you for this."

As Chen Sai expected, Li Yunche immediately set off for Prison No. 10.

However, after a day, Li Yuncai brought the person back and there was no movement.

Chen Sai took advantage of lunch and sat opposite Li Yuncai in the cafeteria and asked: "How is that, has the guilty one spoken?"

Li Yuncai looked up at Chen Sai: "What a guilty person? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

Chen Sai: "..."

The inspector of the sixth group's face gradually became colder. At this time, he finally realized that the Li Yunqun in front of him had probably reached a deal with the seventh group, so he directly handed the convict to the seventh group?!

In fact, not only Chen Sai was surprised, but even the agents in the seventh group found it incredible.

Just last night, Li Yuncai personally handed over the convict's secret to Qinghua, Qingzhun.

At that time, both of them were shocked.
To be continued...