Chapter 578 My Mission is Over
Section Chief Zhu is a talented person. Lei Zhen paid special attention to him when he was in the imperial capital, but he didn't expect that he would be related to 525.
He was not afraid that this guy would mess with him. After all, the Secret Security Bureau was still under the control of President Han. Even if it was under some pressure, it was within the controllable range.
"Tell me," Lei Zhen said, holding a cigarette in his mouth. "How many people are lying in ambush around here? Are they trying to kill me, or secretly arrest me?"
"Master Zhen, what are you talking about?"
Section Chief Zhu had a fawning smile on his face and quickly took out his lighter and lit a cigarette for Lei Zhen like a lackey.
"How many people would it take to ambush you? Everyone knows that Master Zhen is a god of war. Let alone a few worthless people, even if we dispatched a reorganized division, they would only be able to sigh in despair when they saw you."
"Zhao Zilong's seven ins and outs are nothing. Throughout history, there has been no one who can rival you. With all due respect, who in the entire imperial capital doesn't know how powerful you are? The reason you were caught by the Secret Security Bureau last time was simply because you wanted to play tricks on them, that's all."
"Everyone in the entire imperial capital is saying that the fate of the nation depends entirely on Master Zhen... This isn't just me saying this, it's a lot of people saying this!"
No matter how many holes there are in flattery, it never wears out. Regardless of whether Fatty Zhu's flattery is exaggerated or not, at least he keeps flattering people, which makes people feel comfortable.
This is like an uneducated nouveau riche who tries his best to flatter others, even if it is irrelevant, it is enough for you to know that he is flattering you.
"What is your relationship with 525?" Lei Zhen asked.
"Of course it does. Otherwise, why would I stay in the Secret Security Bureau? I, Old Zhu, am also a face-conscious person. If it weren't for your national cause, would I ruin myself like this?"
"Master Zhen, I am also a scholar after all."
Fatty Zhu was eager to express himself, and the fat on his face trembled, making him look a little anxious.
"What books have you read?"
"Jin Ping Mei or something like that."
This guy doesn't tell the truth and talks nonsense all the time, but he makes people feel comfortable. Maybe it's because everyone likes to have a lackey around.
"Speak nicely." Lei Zhen exhaled smoke.
"Hehe, let's go?" Fatty Zhu grinned.
Lei Zhen stared into his eyes with a half-smile, trying to find something from this guy's eyes.
Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.
Fatty Zhu is very good at concealing himself. At this moment, his eyes are full of nothing but flattery and admiration.
"Let's go."
Lei Zhen nodded and threw away the cigarette.
"Okay, my car is over there, Master Zhen, please—"
Fatty Zhu nodded and bowed, and managed to create the feeling of being surrounded by people by himself, and led Lei Zhen into the car.
This is a shabby van, very inconspicuous.
After sitting down, Lei Zhen saw a box at the back, and the specifications of the box were very familiar - an equipment box.
"Master Zhen, this is just in case, so I'm carrying some weapons." Fatty Zhu grinned and said, "Don't worry about what I do. I will definitely take care of everything and think of everything very carefully."
After saying this, he stared fiercely at the village woman who was breastfeeding her baby outside, swallowed his saliva reluctantly, and drove forward.
Lei Zhen didn't ask where they were going, and there was no need to ask.
If the other party is an enemy, this place would have been a dragnet long ago; if the other party is a friend, there is no need to ask anything.
The van drove on the bumpy mountain road and after about an hour, it drove into a long-abandoned village.
"arrive!"
Fatty Zhu stopped the car, jumped out and opened the door.
"This is……"
Lei Zhen stared at the scene in front of him, and an extremely familiar feeling appeared in his mind again. He even walked forward subconsciously.
Perhaps because it had been deserted for too long, the small village was overgrown with wild grass, and the scattered houses in it were dilapidated, and many had collapsed.
There are a few lonely graves on the east side of the village, which are lifeless and make people feel extremely desolate.
The road leading into the village had long been abandoned and overgrown with weeds. A few rusty wheels were thrown there, as if telling of the sorrow of being forgotten.
"This is……"
Lei Zhen opened his mouth but didn't continue.
He walked straight towards the village along the weed-covered road.
Fatty Zhu did not follow. He stood at the entrance of the village facing outwards with his right hand on his waist.
After turning several times, Lei Zhen arrived at the ancestral hall deep in the village.
Several houses have long been dilapidated by wind and rain, and the plaques are nowhere to be found.
Standing in front of the door, he was stunned for a moment, then walked in.
There was someone inside, an old man guarding a brazier and burning yellow paper.
He saw Lei Zhen coming in and stood up shakily with the help of a cane.
The eyes are cloudy, but the look is clear.
"3, 7, 1, 5, 3, 9..."
The old man opened his mouth and read out a long string of numbers.
Lei Zhen stared at the other person, wiped his face to restore his original appearance, reached into his arms and took out the paper full of numbers and the birth certificate.
He took a step forward and handed over the two items.
"That's right, that's right..."
The old man nodded repeatedly, looked at Lei Zhen carefully several times, and waved to him.
"Come!"
Lei Zhen walked over.
The old man reached out and felt around his body, from head to waist, feeling every bone.
"Take off your shirt."
Lei Zhen nodded, took off his shirt, and stood there shirtless.
“That’s right, that’s right…”
The old man nodded frequently, staring at a birthmark on Lei Zhen's waist.
"Old man, who are you?"
"What does 525 mean?"
Lei Zhen put on his clothes and asked the other party.
"I'm just someone waiting for a call," the old man said softly. "525 was the team your father used to monitor and control non-governmental organizations."
"Gang?"
"The gang is only a tiny part of it. It covers many industries and includes many talented people scattered in every corner. It is precisely because of its dispersion that 525 was ultimately preserved..."
Lei Zhen listened quietly and understood 525.
After all, 525 is actually an intelligence system hidden among the people, which includes all kinds of people, and even various industries that can be seen in the light and those that cannot be seen in the light.
It was mainly formed for counter-espionage purposes because there were too many spies in the country at that time, hiding among the people.
Subversion, assassination, infiltration, and intelligence searches are spread across every region and every industry, and are hidden very deeply.
It was under such circumstances that 525 was established.
"The others all belong to the government, but 525 belongs to your family." The old man continued, "Your father had a premonition that something would go wrong, so he started building 525 in advance, but in the end, something went wrong."
"Old man, I..."
The old man waved his hand, took out a bloodstone seal and handed it to him.
"Here's the key. Go to the Qiu family and find your mother's safe. You'll get all the information about 525..."
After saying this, the old man sat down again by the brazier, panting.
"No matter what happens, you can leave it to my son."
"Section Chief Zhu is your son?"
The old man nodded and continued to burn the yellow paper.
"Thank you, old man!"
"Let's go, let's go..."
The old man waved his hand and asked him to leave.
Lei Zhen bowed deeply to him, turned and walked out.
Watching his departing figure, the old man threw all the yellow paper into the brazier and burned it, then tremblingly took out his gun and pointed it at his temples.
"My mission is over..."
"Bang!"
The gunshots startled a flock of birds.
Lei Zhen's body shook, and he turned and rushed into the ancestral hall.
Section Chief Zhu at the village entrance also turned around abruptly, a pained expression on his face, and knelt in the direction of the ancestral hall, unable to get up...
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