At this moment, Yu Cheng couldn't help but feel eager to try. The air raid case had made a huge breakthrough, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He asked for instructions, "Chief, I think we can arrest Gu Zhengqing now. As long as he's arrested and interrogated, we can find out his superiors. We need to act quickly!"
Ning Zhiheng glanced at him, snorted, and said, "Don't get carried away. Given the security level of the decoding room, we can't act recklessly without the Director's orders."
Moreover, these are all just our own speculations at the moment. It's not surprising that Gu Zhengqing and Yi Dong often drink together, always bringing red wine. Also, dizziness is a chronic problem for Yi Dong. Are we just making things up by forcing all of this together? The Director said that these codebreaking experts cannot be easily interrogated, and he will not admit to confessions obtained through torture.
Therefore, we still need to verify the information indirectly. Only when the evidence is conclusive can we apply to the bureau chief for an arrest. Besides, dealing with this kind of untrained charlatan is easy enough to determine his true intentions with a few simple methods; why bother with those clumsy ones!
Ning Zhiheng's tone was relaxed, and in fact, it was true. As Yu Cheng said, Gu Zhengqing's background was clear, and his family was all in Chongqing. He couldn't possibly be a real Japanese spy. At most, he had been turned by the Japanese. Such spies were the easiest to deal with. They not only had weak willpower, but they also hadn't been trained by special agent organizations, making them relatively easy to deal with.
Yu Cheng knew that Ning Zhiheng's methods were clever, so he quickly nodded and said, "You are so thoughtful, Chief. My mind was a complete mess, and I almost made a mess of things."
Ning Zhiheng turned to Bian Deshou beside him and said, "That depends on Old Bian's methods."
"I?"
Bian Deshou was puzzled, but he had received orders from his superiors to fully cooperate with all of Ning Zhiheng's actions. Now, all departments and offices of the Military Intelligence Bureau had to accept Ning Zhiheng's orders and arrangements, so how could he dare to disobey?
"Director Ning, please give your instructions!" Bian Deshou replied, standing at attention.
At 3 p.m. that afternoon, Gu Zhengqing pushed open the door to the director's office in the decoding room, came to Bian Deshou, and said softly, "Director, you wanted to see me?"
When Bian Deshou saw Gu Zhengqing enter, his face immediately softened into a kind expression. He gestured for Gu Zhengqing to sit down and said with a smile, "Zhengqing, come, sit down!"
Bian Deshou was usually very polite to these experts, after all, they were all rare and highly skilled talents, so Gu Zhengqing was not surprised.
"Zhengqing, I did call you here because there's something I need to discuss," Bian Deshou said, getting up to pour Gu Zhengqing a cup of hot water and placing it in front of him. "As you know, ever since Team Leader Yi's unexpected death, our decoding work has been at a standstill. We've been working hard for over a month, but we haven't been able to decode a single telegram. Headquarters is a bit dissatisfied with our work!"
Gu Zhengqing naturally knew this, and he quickly explained, "Director, you may not know, but you do. How difficult it is to crack the Japanese codes! Besides, their telecommunications security is excellent. We change our codes every six months, while they change them every three months. Just when we've made some progress on a code formula, they've already changed to a new one. Our research speed can't keep up with their update speed. Before, when Team Leader Yi was here, our work efficiency was fast enough to keep up with their update speed, but now..."
Bian Deshou quickly pressed his hands down in a reassuring gesture, and said with a wry smile, "I know, I know, I've seen everyone's work attitude. Headquarters also knows that everyone is working hard. That's why headquarters plans to expand the size of the decryption team and reduce everyone's burden. We've selected some college students from major universities in Chongqing to open a decryption training course. The teachers will be experts like you, who will be responsible for teaching them some cryptographic knowledge and cultivating future talent."
Gu Zhengqing immediately understood what was going on; they wanted him to become a teacher! He hurriedly said, "Director, this is not my job. You know me well enough. In this code-breaking team, my skills are only average. I'm not qualified to be a teacher. You should let Mr. Liu and Mr. Qian go. They are highly respected and skilled. They are perfect for teaching!"
Seeing Gu Zhengqing decline immediately, Bian Deshou was displeased. He straightened his face and said, "It is precisely because Mr. Liu and Mr. Qian are highly capable that the decoding room is in a difficult situation and cannot be separated from them. Besides, you are good enough to teach students some basic knowledge, so please don't refuse!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhengqing realized he had been tricked. It turned out that they had sent him away to do a perfunctory job because they thought his professional skills were too low. His face darkened, and he said urgently, "I have a quick temper and no patience. I can't teach students. Please, Director, choose someone else!"
"Bang!" Bian Deshou slammed his hand on the table, his eyes widening, his previous amiable expression completely gone. "Gu Zhengqing, don't forget your identity. You are a member of the decryption team of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Telecommunications Department. What kind of organization is the Military Intelligence Bureau? You should know that. You are also a soldier now, and you must obey the orders of your superiors. There are no conditions to discuss!"
When Bian Deshou suddenly changed his attitude, Gu Zhengqing was taken aback. He had never seen Bian Deshou act like this before. In the past, Bian Deshou, the director, had always been kind, gentle, and refined. But now, when he unleashed his power, he was so serious and stern that Gu Zhengqing dared not say another word.
Bian Deshou knew he had been a bit out of line, so he restrained himself, his expression softening as he patiently explained, "Zhengqing, don't overthink it. This teaching job isn't a long-term commitment. After all, you experts each have your own strengths, and these skills need to be passed on to the students. So I'll arrange for everyone to take turns teaching. You and An Yuanwei are in the first batch!"
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