Chapter 614: 387. Life is like a play Chapter 614: 387. Life is like a play Like Li Zhongxian, other intelligence groups returned without success. Qing Chen witnessed Li Yunqu, Chen Sai, and Jindai Changming returning to the Intelligence Departnt with faces ashen.
It was ti to leave work, but none of the intelligence groups ntioned leaving. They all returned to their large offices to reorganize all the files on hand, hoping to find Qing’s Family faction officials who could be arrested again.
The Intelligence Departnt Building was brightly lit for a while, as if it was back to the busiest tis of this Federation intelligence agency.
Long ago, before the PCA Intelligence Agency was controlled by syndicates, it was filled with intelligence officers determined to investigate the syndicates thoroughly.
At that ti, their main focus of investigation was federal officials receiving bribes from syndicates and federal officials becoming protectors for the syndicates.
However, tis had changed; now, the Intelligence Departnt was entirely dominated by the syndicates, and the PCA Federation CIA had also beco the syndicate’s tool.
Of course, these were not the real intelligence organizations of the various syndicates, but puppets set in the forefront, such as Qing’s Family which had the Spy Bureau under Shadow, Li Family with the “Red Sparrow” under the Secretariat, Jindai with “Yamata,” Deer Island with “Isolate,” and Chen Clan with “Executioner.”
Now, these truly vast intelligence organizations were still hidden behind the scenes, yet the intelligence community had already been turned upside down by seven groups.
It was also because of the advantages taken during the civil war within the Federation; the real elite in the intelligence community were now gathered in the 19th northern city, which corresponded to the location of Taicheng in the Outer World, only a little over three hundred kiloters from the battlefield.
Before Group Seven started causing trouble, the intelligence circles around City 10 had almost been forgotten.
But now, it was even busier here than in City 19.
Every intelligence group had so secret files, such as evidence of cris committed by officials from other syndicate factions. When relations were not yet broken, everyone would hide and keep quiet. When relations were torn, they would take them out for a lethal blow.
Li Zhongxian, holding his family’s secret files, continuously dispatched people to arrest the suspects. However, the feedback he received was that the suspects had already been taken away by Group Seven.
He expressionlessly shredded the secret files, thinking to himself that Group Seven’s actions were too ruthless. They even arrested their own people. How could this group establish itself within Qing’s Family in the future?
Have they gone mad!
Unlike other intelligence groups that repeatedly returned without accomplishing anything, Qing Hua always ca back with suspects, each wearing a black hood, making it impossible to see their faces or confirm their identities.
Before the other intelligence groups could react, those people were already locked up in the secret prison underground by Group Seven.
The other intelligence groups were both extrely anxious and started doubting themselves.
How could this Group Seven inspector, without even leaving his office, manage to catch so many suspects?
Isn’t this too many!
From then on, the internal strife of the Intelligence Departnt began.
The inspectors of the various groups sat in their offices with faces ashen, and not one detective dared to ntion leaving.
It was not just the detectives who couldn’t leave; even the canteen of the Intelligence Departnt was working overti.
What they didn’t know was that after Qing Hua and his people escorted the suspects into the secret prison, Qing Hua turned to a detective beside him and said, “Alright, take off the black hood from Yang Xuyang’s head.”
Yang Xuyang, who had been playing the suspect, was relieved to see the light again, “I was suffocating. Can we switch to a more breathable hood?”
“Suddenly changing the hood might make others suspicious. Bear with it. The boss said results will co in a couple of days,” Qing Hua said.
The truth was that even Qing Chen’s brain couldn’t endlessly arrest people without evidence. If there was no evidence, there was no evidence. They couldn’t possibly force other syndicate faction officials to be arrested, right?
Syndicates follow rules. You can arrest ordinary people without evidence, but you must have evidence to arrest syndicate people; otherwise, it becos an international incident.
If you arrest them and then have no evidence for conviction, you will face retaliation.
But Qing Chen needed to keep the other intelligence groups anxious, so he simply let Group Seven’s detectives play the suspects. After all, the other intelligence groups couldn’t know who was beneath the black hoods.
What Qing Chen wanted was to make the other intelligence groups believe that Group Seven was still continuously capturing people.
Given that City 10 had tens of thousands of officials big and small, the other intelligence groups couldn’t confirm how many had been captured in a short ti.
Moreover, it mattered most that Group Seven had previous impressive achievents. Hence, no one suspected Qing Hua’s recent acting.
But no matter how well Qing Hua acted,
no one had ever approached Group Seven about handling mbership.
Qing Hua glanced at the ti; since they took off the mask, a full 24 hours had passed.
He looked at the detective staying behind in the secret prison, “How is it, any signs that the other intelligence groups are conceding? Has anyone co to inquire about mbership affairs?”
The detective shook his head with a worried look, “No, not a single person has even co to ask. Chief, do you think the boss’s plan might fail? The other groups probably still have so cards left to play, and they won’t concede easily. By tearing our faces this ti, it might end up disturbing our own Qing’s Family peace, potentially causing big figures to be downed by other groups.”
Qing Hua coldly glanced at the detective, “That’s not for you to discuss. Whatever the boss orders, we just do it.”
However, although that’s what he said, as ti ticked by, his face also showed so uncontrollable anxiety.
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