The officers remained on the two hilltops to clean up the battlefield.
Qi Heng accompanied Zheng Ya as they carried the unconscious monkey-faced man down the mountain to meet the old director and Old Sun: "Master, what brings you here?"
"My disciple is fighting the enemy, how can I not come?" Old Master Sun smiled when he saw that he was unharmed. As expected of a grandmaster, he didn't even have a hair on his head when he was fighting the enemy. That's great.
The old bureau chief rolled his eyes: "Old Sun, aren't you afraid that if you praise him so much, he'll fall down and get seriously injured?"
"Tch, if you're so capable, show me a really good apprentice!" Old Sun was just showing off his apprentice, which made the old bureau chief so angry that his teeth ached. He'd been fooled again. It was infuriating!
As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise, and the two were old acquaintances.
They often interacted and compared themselves, naturally comparing whose apprentice was more successful.
For this reason, the old director lost quite a few good things to Old Sun, such as specially supplied cigarettes and alcohol, milk powder cans, and other scarce items.
The worst part is that I haven't won even once, it's so frustrating!
Besides, Zheng Ya was originally the beloved son of a section chief under the old director, and was considered one of his men, but Old Sun poached him. Isn't that infuriating?
It would be a lie to say I'm not angry.
If the old director had known Zheng Ya was so capable, he would have knelt down to bring Zheng Ya to the police station and train him to be a capable assistant.
Unfortunately, it's too late now.
There are three reasons.
First, Zheng Ya is now a Grandmaster martial artist, a status that ordinary units cannot afford to employ.
Secondly, by accepting Zheng Ya as his disciple, Master Sun essentially restricted Zheng Ya's profession. Anyone who dared to steal Master Sun's disciple would be stirring up a hornet's nest and wouldn't be able to withstand the consequences.
Third, Zheng Ya is involved in a classified case handled by a confidential unit, and is not suitable to accept any military or police position at this time, so as to avoid disrupting the progress of the investigation.
With these three restrictions in place, the former director dares not even think about taking advantage of Zheng Ya now.
Zheng Ya threw the monkey-faced man onto the grass in front of the old director and said, "Old director, are you satisfied with this greeting gift?"
"Hey, kid, you're being too polite."
"Tell me, you're trying to extort me like your master. What good stuff are you trying to get out of me? Tell me, whatever I have, I'll give it to you." The old director now only wants to befriend Zheng Ya; who knows, he might save his life in a pinch?
Even setting aside the fact that Zheng Ya was learning medicine from Master Sun, he was essentially learning the skill of saving lives.
Judging solely from Zheng Ya's master-level skills, if we befriend him, he will become a secret weapon for the police department. Asking Zheng Ya for help in critical moments will make him a sharp force to break the deadlock!
You should cherish this kind of person and befriend them!
Zheng Ya really didn't care about the old director's stuff. Even after a battle, he just casually collected some guns and ammunition that he didn't have on hand. What could he possibly want from the police station?
Asking for a job or position is just asking for trouble and putting yourself in shackles.
Aside from wanting a position and job, Zheng Ya couldn't think of anything else to ask the old bureau chief for, so he smiled and said, "Then thank you very much for your generosity, old bureau chief?"
"Don't flatter me, kid. Your master is laughing at me. Tell me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What do you want?" The old bureau chief was desperate; he was willing to be ripped off if necessary.
Old Sun stroked his white beard and watched with a smile. Zheng Ya shook his head and laughed, "Old Director, you saw it too, these people really came for me!"
I'm puzzled, why are they targeting me?
If my mother, Tian Juan, was a member of a classified unit, and the enemy agents were hoping to kill me to disturb my mother's return home for her funeral, so that they could abduct her en route and achieve their goal of intercepting secrets.
Do you think this is likely?
"Yes, that's a good question, and it's also very accurate. That's exactly what they were planning when they launched the ambush against you."
However, what you said is possible, but not very likely, and it's not absolute.
What I can tell you is that there's more to it than meets the eye.
Because it involves classified information, I don't know the specifics and can't explain it to you clearly. That's all the old director knew.
The classified unit said that Tian Juan might be bait planted by the enemy to conceal their true purpose, and this needs to be investigated.
Based on this information, the enemy's true objective remains unknown.
To put it bluntly, it's a secret. The core secrets are known to only a few people, and they can't be told to outsiders, so there's no way to explain them.
Zheng Ya understood, and raised one finger, saying, "Alright, then I'll take your counterattack."
Could we turn the tables on them?
"Yes, that's a good suggestion. I'll report it to my superiors. As for the decisions made by the superiors and the classified units, that's beyond our control."
I know you're doing this to lure the enemy out, launch a counter-ambush, wipe them out in one fell swoop, and then you can get rid of the whole case.
At the same time, it will not involve more people.
Because the more people involved, the more people could be harmed, a point you've come to agree with.
I hope this is the outcome, but I can't give you an answer. The old director understood Zheng Ya's feelings; everyone wanted a peaceful life and didn't want those around them to be harmed by enemy agents.
Zheng Ya was indeed concerned about the safety of those around him and wanted to end this situation of being watched and assassinated by enemy agents as soon as possible.
These enemy agents can't kill him personally; they target those close to him. That's a disaster Zheng Ya can't prevent.
Besides, Zheng Ya is focused on developing his career and improving the lives of more people. He can also contribute his virtue points to Zheng Ya and cultivate his special abilities.
This is the most important thing Zheng Ya cares about. He hates the harassment from enemy agents, but who will be responsible for the major issues?
As a result, Zheng Ya no longer dares to arrange for Yan Fugui to sell the grain and supplies captured from enemy agents and stored in the basement.
How long will this situation continue?
It was really infuriating. Zheng Ya let out a long breath and said, "Alright, you can arrange the rest."
"It wasn't my business. I just accompanied my master to the military headquarters to treat Brigade Commander Lei?"
"Okay, you can go ahead with your work. Take my jeep with you." The old director also felt guilty towards the family, so he waved goodbye and sent them off.
There was a lot of urgent business to be dealt with on site, and the old director had no free time.
Zheng Ya chuckled upon hearing this: "Old Director, this is our jeep, not something I asked you for!"
My master is my witness, you can't go back on your word!
"Hahaha, old man, you've really lost out!" Old Sun had no intention of sympathizing with him.
Military vehicles are indeed scarce now, and there are simply not enough to go around.
The reality is that all organizations are in dire need of vehicles.
After all, the country does not yet have the capacity to produce cars.
The cars we have are all captured during the war, and some were purchased from neighboring countries.
In short, the demand for cars is far from meeting the supply.
It's hundreds of times worse than the shortage of bicycles.
The old director had intended to make it easier for them to leave in the car, but he hadn't explained it clearly. Zheng Ya seized the opportunity and laughed angrily, "You wish, kid. If you're so capable, then don't return my car..."
“I’ll help my apprentice get his driver’s license and vehicle registration. You’ll just have to accept it, haha,” Old Sun said seriously.
The old bureau chief almost cried out in desperation: "You and your apprentice are bandits, how did you turn into outright robbery..."
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