Chapter 29: Di Long Number One
While repairing the car, they exchanged surnames. The middle-aged woman's surname was Qiu. When she heard that Lin Zile wanted to rent a house, she hesitated and asked: "Little Lin, what are your requirements for the rental house?"
Lin Zi took the towel she handed over, wiping his hands and smiling: "There's no special requirement, just don't be too noisy or too quiet, the key is to live comfortably."
"Really?" Mrs. Qiu said after a moment of hesitation: "I do have an old house that's been passed down from my ancestors, although it's a bit old, the living environment should still be okay. If it weren't for the distance to work, I wouldn't be too willing to rent it out. Currently, there are several people renting inside, and a few months ago, one of the tenants moved out of a room, but I haven't rented it out yet. Mainly because I'm afraid of getting troublesome people who don't take care of the old house, after all, it's been passed down from my ancestors and has some sentimental value. I think you're not bad, Little Lin, why don't you go take a look? It's just that the location is in the old city district, I'm afraid you young people like lively places and won't like it."
"Has it already been rented to a few people?" Lin Zi hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Is it co-renting?" With some hesitation on his face, he didn't want to mix with people who weren't in tune, but the other person's kind intentions made it hard for him to refuse.
Mrs. Qiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, those are all old tenants, they're still okay, otherwise I wouldn't let them rent either. Judging from your accent, you're an outsider, it's not easy for an outsider to find a good place to settle down either. How about this? You go take a look first, if you're satisfied, just rent it, and I won't charge you too much rent, just pay a little symbolically, and help me keep an eye on the old house when you have time, that's all. If you're not satisfied, then don't rent it."
It can be seen that she is also a kind-hearted person. Of course, it's mainly because of Lin Zixian's previous good deeds that she thinks highly of her.
After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Lin Zixian to refuse, and directly took out a notebook from the bag in the car, wrote down the address, tore off a page, and then took two keys from his own keychain, handing them over to Lin Zixian together.
"The big one is the gate key, and the small one is the room key. The note has my phone number on it. If you're not satisfied with the house, just hand both keys to any of the tenants, they'll pass them on to me, no need for you to run around. Go take a look! It's better than you running around randomly."
Mrs. Qiu got on the car after finishing her words, started the car and left after entrusting a few more sentences. She was very relieved to leave Linzi alone. Actually, there's nothing to worry about, the old house has someone watching it, and if there's any loss, it's just two sets of keys.
Lin Zixian held the note and key with a bitter smile, was this what they meant by good people getting good rewards?
In the National Security Bureau of Beijing, a military vehicle was inspected and then drove into a heavily guarded courtyard. The compound was surrounded by armed guards. The car stopped in front of the office building, and Zhang Zhen stepped out, gazing at the national emblem hanging on the wall of the main hall for a moment in silence. The national emblem looked solemn and majestic, evoking reverence.
He was originally under the National Security Department's American Affairs Bureau, serving as the director of the Special Operations Division, secretly presiding over a special task. However, this time he suddenly received an order, directly issued by headquarters, transferring him from the American Affairs Bureau to the Asian Affairs Bureau, and had no choice but to rush back to headquarters from abroad to report for duty.
He had no idea what reason had brought him back, and now, looking at the solemn national emblem in the hall, he felt a twinge of guilt in his heart, guessing that it was because of the lack of progress in his work since taking charge of special operations.
He walked heavily into the hall, and immediately had staff re-verify his identity. After confirming that there was no mistake, he was allowed to pass. He went straight to the office door of Yang Weiguo, Director of the Asian Department, knocked on the door, and shouted a report.
"Come in!" A serious voice came from inside the house.
Zhang Zhenxing pushed the door open and walked into the office, striding to the center of the room. He saluted the majestic man behind the desk: "Zhang Zhenxing has been recalled back to the country and reports for duty to Director."
The man with a Chinese character face behind the office desk had some white temples, and his sharp eyes measured Zhang Zhenhang's sturdy figure for a while. Seeing him standing still like a mountain, a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Welcome back, you've worked hard, please sit down!" He stretched out his hand to point at the sofa.
Zhang Zhen walked over to the sofa and sat down, his hands on his knees, his back straight as a pen, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Yang Weiguo picked up the leather bag on his desk and walked over to Zhang Zhen, sitting down beside him with a smile. "Director Zhang, before you were transferred back to the Asian Affairs Bureau, the American Affairs Bureau had already handed over your file and the materials related to the tasks you were executing to the Asian Affairs Bureau. From the moment the order was issued, all the tasks you were executing would be taken over by the Asian Affairs Bureau, and your work focus would temporarily shift from abroad back to domestic affairs. I've reviewed all your materials, so I'm not unfamiliar with you."
Zhang Zhen looked at him with some surprise, he himself understood what task he was executing, because of the needs of the task, he had been active abroad for a long time, and now he wanted to shift his work focus back home?
Although I still don't quite understand what's going on, I feel relieved, it seems that it's not because my work hasn't been effective and they're sending me back.
"Time is pressing, I won't waste words with you." Yang Weiguo explained briefly, opened the thick cowhide paper bag, took out two high-definition enlarged photos, and handed them to him, saying: "Take a look at the two people in the photo, do you know them?"
Zhang Zhen took over two photos and looked at them, his eyes suddenly widening.
The two people in these photos are none other than Lin Zixian. The only difference is that one has a ponytail, with piercing eyes looking to the side, and a cigarette in his mouth.
Another photo showed him with his ponytail cut off, his hair disheveled, and he looked somewhat languid, lacking the fierce aura. This photo was actually Lin Zixian's employee ID photo at Minghua Group's Security Department, only enlarged now.
"Th...th..." Zhang Zhen was stunned as he compared the two photos, unable to speak.
That photo with a ponytail was what he had painstakingly obtained, so he naturally recognized it. This was the secret mission he carried out abroad.
When he was in the Americas, a small team led by him was mainly tasked with targeting a mysterious "International Vagabond" organization. This organization had enormous energy in the underground world and could even influence the outcome of battles in some African war-torn countries, which involved an extraordinary political level. The underground world crowned the leader of this organization, Caesar, with the title of Emperor, known as "Caesar the Great", which attracted high attention from governments around the world.
His superiors gave him orders several times, national interests above all else, asking him to clarify the identities of the core members of "International Drifters" at all costs. However, these people were one by one mysterious and elusive, making it impossible to carry out effective surveillance.
A year ago, when there was internal strife within the organization, Zhang Zhen paid a bloody price to let one of his subordinates successfully infiltrate and take a photo of the leader 'Caesar' at great risk.
It was this photo that brought top agents from various countries to show off their skills in a fierce and secret struggle, it's clear that the governments of these countries are extremely interested in the leader of the international vagrants, 'Caesar'. For this one photo, the elite agents of each country suffered heavy losses.
When Zhang Zhen got the photo that was sent back at the cost of several lives, he was shocked by the young face with a ponytail in the photo. This young man with a Chinese face turned out to be the notorious "Caesar" from the underworld, which was simply unbelievable.
Immediately afterwards, news came from the underground world that Caesar and some old men withdrew from the International Hobo, and the new leader was a man named Rom. Later facts proved that Rom did not grasp the core power of the International Hobo, and the core power that could exert significant influence was still Caesar and those old men who had withdrawn from the International Hobo, namely the original founders.
Caesar's hands held the contact information of those core forces, making the photo in Zhang Zhen's hand even more valuable. After quitting his job as an international idle person, Caesar became even harder to find, and even his tracks disappeared, with no one knowing where he went.
There is a rumor in the underground world that Caesar is actually a Korean, and Zhang Zhenxun deeply agrees with this. The photo in his hand is indeed a face of Chinese descent, and Koreans and Chinese people look exactly alike anyway. As a result, not only the forces under Zhang Zhenxun's command but also special agents from various countries have flocked to Korea to search for Caesar.
A South Korean underground organization even claimed that Caesar is the pride of our great Korea, and even launched an operation to protect Caesar from being captured by foreign agents, causing no small hindrance to the covert operations of various countries.
However, the fact is cruel, and no one has found any trace of Caesar in Korea. Caesar seems to have evaporated from the world. As time slowly passed, the main attention of various countries also shifted, and Zhang Zhenxue's task had not made progress for a long time.
However, when the two photos were placed in front of him, Zhang Zhen was shocked. Although the hairstyle in the photo had changed, it was obviously the same person. He didn't know where the short-haired photo came from, but he found the reason why he was transferred back to the Asian Department from the American Department at headquarters.
Yang Weiguo pointed to the photo with a ponytail and said, "This is the 'Dilong No. 1' photo obtained by your action department." Then he pointed to the short-haired photo and said, "The person in this photo is called Lin Zixian, do you think it's the same person?"
"'Dilong' is the code name for international vagrants, and 'Dilong No. 1' refers to Caesar, the leader of international vagrants, implying the number one figure in international vagrants. The purpose of using a code name is naturally also for confidentiality."
Zhang Zhen came back to his senses after a long time, and his eyes moved from the photo to Yang Weiguo's face. He nodded and said, "Director, the people in these two photos should be the same person. I suggest using instruments for further analysis to confirm."
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