Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 822 Yankou Wharf
When Zhang Anping finally found his way back to the inn, Lin Nansheng was pacing anxiously, occasionally sticking her head out of the window.

Lin Nansheng had been eagerly anticipating Zhang Anping's arrival, and he almost jumped out of the window to report it.

After Zhang Anping effortlessly climbed the wall and entered through the window, he couldn't wait to whisper:

"They've made a move!"

"I rescued Old Cen."

Lin Nansheng was stunned, seemingly not having heard Zhang Anping's words.

"Don't get distracted—get ready, we're leaving."

Lin Nansheng finally came to his senses and swallowed hard: "Teacher, how did you do that?"

The kidnappers must have kept Comrade Cen Anyan under strict guard, yet the teacher managed to do it all by himself?

So what am I here for?

Lin Nansheng felt disheartened. He thought that since he was skilled enough to be entrusted with important tasks by his teacher, he would definitely be given important responsibilities this time. It turns out that he was just a spectator!
"Stop talking nonsense. We'll leave once they're gone and head straight to Yankou Wharf."

Lin Nansheng was overjoyed: "There's more to the operation?"

Zhang Anping naturally understood Lin Nansheng's mindset, and upon seeing this, he said, "Well, there's another operation—if I'm not mistaken, the Operations Department will lay a trap at Yankou Wharf, waiting for these kidnappers to come to them. Let's go to Yankou Wharf to rescue them, lest they be surrounded and killed by the Operations Department."

The fact that the operation was set up in ambush at the Yankou Wharf was entirely Zhang Anping's guess.

From the perspective of an agent and from the standpoint of these kidnappers, it is easy to determine their escape route—Yankou Wharf and Caojiezi Wharf are similar in nature, both being wharves and black markets controlled by the Paogehui (a secret society). If official forces want to get involved, they will inevitably cause a great deal of trouble. Therefore, setting Yankou Wharf as the evacuation point is an inevitable choice.

Of course, there are other paths, but considering the time constraints, and given Fang Minghui's cautious nature, he naturally cannot rashly choose an unsafe path.

Therefore, Yankou Wharf is the only and certain one—Zhang Anping deliberately mentioned Yankou Wharf in his previous conversation with Wu Liwei, and Wu Liwei did not react, which proves that his guess was correct.

But Lin Nansheng was stunned again, or rather, dumbfounded.

He could understand every word and every sentence, but when they were put together, why couldn't he understand them?

"No—Teacher, if I remember correctly, we came here to rescue Comrade Cen Anyan, right?"

Lin Nansheng kept recalling and thinking back, and he was certain that he had not misremembered the purpose of his trip.

Besides, Comrade Cen Anyan has already been rescued, so why, why do we still need to rescue the kidnappers? Just now, you rescued Old Cen from the kidnappers!
How can these two things possibly be combined?

Zhang Anping gave an irrelevant answer:
"Talent is rare!"

"Moreover, they are the elite left behind by the Military Intelligence Bureau. They are all skilled and were once a headache for the Japanese."

"It would be such a waste to let them be lost among the people or fall victim to conspiracies and schemes."

In fact, Zhang Anping's mindset goes beyond that—eleven years have passed since he returned to China and joined the Special Service Department!

He didn't see himself as a Kuomintang agent, but eleven years had left too many marks on him.

The Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau was full of executioners stained with the blood of their comrades, but under the threat of national subjugation and genocide, there were also quite a few passionate young people who joined.

He wants those once passionate and fervent hearts to see a brand new China in the future!
Even after understanding Zhang Anping's motives, Lin Nansheng still had many doubts, but because of the commotion next door, he could only suppress them.

He didn't understand why Zhang Anping was so sure that the Action Department would set up an ambush—again, Zhang Anping should have the same intelligence information as him, so how did he know that Shen Zui would set up an ambush?
Could it be that Shen Zui is one of our own?

"Don't overthink it," Zhang Anping said, knowing Lin Nansheng too well, and seeing that Lin Nansheng hadn't hidden his doubts, Zhang Anping naturally guessed what he was thinking. While observing the outside, he said:

"Shen Zui isn't one of ours; this is all deduction—"

As Lin Nansheng's teacher after all, he naturally had to instruct him at this time, so he continued:
"If you were Fang Minghui, the real mastermind of the kidnapping gang, put yourself in his shoes and figure out what to do."

Should we substitute ourselves into that role?
Wait, Fang Minghui?

Zhang Anping nodded slightly, confirming that there was no mistake.

Lin Nansheng became even more curious about what Zhang Anping had just experienced.

After the kidnappers next door withdrew, Zhang Anping and Lin Nansheng followed closely behind. However, the kidnappers traveled by water, while Zhang Anping had to travel by land—trying to follow a group of special agents by water was like trying to light a lantern in a toilet.

Land travel is definitely not as fast as water travel. Lin Nansheng wanted to risk his life for a gamble, but Zhang Anping pushed him into the passenger seat.

He wasn't comfortable with Lin Nansheng driving at extreme speeds.

So, in the next few hours, Lin Nansheng truly witnessed what extreme driving meant—he felt like he was dancing on the edge of death every single second, while Zhang Anping always seemed completely at ease, and even had the energy to give Lin Nansheng extra lessons.

For example, how to study Fang Minghui, or how to divide the money from Fang Minghui's perspective when there are too many wolves and not enough meat.

Perhaps it was because of the great terror between life and death, even decades later, Lin Nansheng still vividly remembered every word Zhang Anping said that night.

In short, during those few hours of dancing on the head of the King of Hell, Lin Nansheng finally realized how terrifying his teacher was.

After returning from Yan'an and joining Zhang Anping, he mostly witnessed Zhang Anping's strategic and tactical side, as if nothing could stump him. This led Lin Nansheng to instinctively associate Zhang Anping with someone who was almost supernaturally intelligent.

After everything that happened that night, he finally realized Zhang Anping's "wild" side.

As it turns out, your teacher will always be your teacher!

……

Within the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zhang Anping's dazzling brilliance overshadowed the brilliance of far too many others.

For example, Zheng Yaoxian, and Shen Zui.

Born in 1914, Shen Zui is only 33 years old this year. If it weren't for Zhang Anping's dazzling brilliance, Shen Zui's brilliance would definitely be the most dazzling in the Military Intelligence Bureau!

In 1942, at the age of 28, he was awarded the rank of Major General.

Rumors have circulated that Shen Zui will be among the major generals to be promoted at the end of the year.

This resume, overshadowed by Zhang Anping, represents Shen Zui's countless impressive achievements!
Therefore, when Shen Zui realized that he had been used as a pawn, his first reaction was:
You probably don't know what it means to lose both your wife and your army!
Under the cover of darkness, the Yankou Wharf was still desolate, but Shen Zui led several of his men to the hillside and looked down at the Yankou Wharf, which was sheltered by darkness.

Not far away, the U-shaped Jialing River continued its ceaseless flow. Amidst the constant sound of the water, Shen Zui uttered a sentence leisurely:

"If you want to bury all your men in this auspicious place, then...would you come to witness the final funeral?"

The agents following behind Shen Zui exchanged bewildered glances, some even letting their imaginations run wild:

Could it be that Director Shen wants to bury us here?
But someone still chimed in, "If it were me, I wouldn't come."

"So, you can't do something like that."

Shen Zui shook his head and said in a very peculiar tone, "Although we are spies and have a bad reputation, we still have a bottom line—but some people have no bottom line, so I guess he will be in a very good position to watch this final funeral."

Shen Zui had never revealed the purpose of his operation, but now he had inexplicably said so much, finally causing some of his confidants to realize what was going on:
"Chief, you mean... kidnappers?!"

The others were surprised and confused, not understanding why the director was so certain.

"Actually, I've always had a question—who exactly is providing us with information!"

Shen Zui looked back at his confidants—they were his confidants and his burdens. If it weren't for them, how could he, Shen Zui, have ended up in such a predicament, pleasing neither side? Suddenly, Shen Zui thought of Zheng Yaoxian. Compared to his own predicament, Zheng Yaoxian, who relied on Mao Renfeng but eventually formed his own faction, seemed to have even less integrity.

Shaking off distracting thoughts, Shen Zui said quietly, "If the other party wants to take this opportunity to re-enter the Security Bureau, they should contact me instead of sending messages from time to time."

If the other party is only trying to protect themselves, then they only need to sell themselves out; there's no need for them to continuously transmit intelligence.

So, what exactly is his identity?

Combining this with Shen Zui's earlier words, the confidants suddenly realized something.

"Chief, you mean the one who delivered the message is actually the real bandit leader—he wants to pocket the money? Use us to kill people and then take it all?!"

"This method... is absolutely disgusting!"

"People like this deserve to be torn to pieces!"

The confidants expressed their anger one after another; only they knew the truth, but they had to express their stance, after all, the Chief had just said:

We have a bottom line.

"So—we have to catch him no matter what!"

Shen Zui said with a cold expression:
“This time, we’ll be on the outside but relaxed on the inside—the other side will definitely be watching this grand funeral somewhere. You guys, drag out this show for me. I’ll personally lead men to stake out the dock. I’m going to catch this person myself!”

"Don't worry, Chief, I know what to do!"

"Don't be afraid that someone will get away—" Shen Zui emphasized: "Our primary target is this bastard who's watching from the shadows. As long as we catch him, it doesn't matter how many others escape, understand?"

This is simply explicit.

The trusted confidants all agreed, thinking to themselves:

Rumor has it that Commander Zhang doesn't want to wipe out all these misguided brothers in one fell swoop, and it seems that the Chief is also... hesitant to act for fear of harming the innocent!

A sharp-eyed confidant suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, there are car lights in the distance—could it be them coming?"

Shen Zui glanced into the distance. Because of the darkness, the distance was hard to guess, but it was at least several kilometers away. Shen Zui then said:

"Whether it is or not, all units are now on high alert—remember, don't rush to close the net, make sure I have enough time to catch this bastard!"

……

Zhang Anping finally slowed down the car. Lin Nansheng thought he would feel nauseous while driving, but perhaps because he was too focused on the journey, he didn't react when the speed slowed down.

As Zhang Anping drove, he said, "There's a cable under the back seat. Pull it before you get out of the car—it's an ignition device. The car will spontaneously combust in five hours."

"Wipe away all fingerprints and check carefully, making sure nothing is missed."

The car couldn't be driven away. Although the two of them had been wearing gloves, Zhang Anping still wanted to make sure that no traces were left behind.

This is critical.

"I understand."

Lin Nansheng, who had been told to wear gloves from the moment he boarded the bus, naturally understood Zhang Anping's concerns.

Before the car even entered the Yankou Wharf, it was blocked by a roadblock that had been set up illegally. The security soldiers, yawning, lazily came over to check. Zhang Anping glanced at them and then took out his identification without hesitation.

"Social Affairs Bureau Commissioner?"

The soldier looked Zhang Anping up and down with suspicion. His ID was valid and the photo matched. He asked, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Anping said calmly, "Investigate household registration and livelihood matters—tell your person in charge here to wait until tomorrow; we will come to inquire."

"here it is……"

The soldiers tried to emphasize the fact that the port was controlled by the Gelaohui (a secret society) – the security guards were not real soldiers, but Gelaohui forces in military uniform.

Zhang Anping coldly interrupted: "This is the territory of the Nationalist government, is there a problem?"

The soldier said sheepishly, "I'll pass it on to my superiors."

"Hmm—aren't you going to let them through yet?"

The soldier gave a hand signal, the roadblock was moved, and Zhang Anping drove away slowly with the car window down and a cold expression on his face.

As soon as the car drove away, someone came up to the soldier:
"Brother Wang, who was that just now?"

"Social Affairs Bureau specialists—wait, you guys seem to use the Social Affairs Bureau's identity too, could you be one of your own?"

"No, I've never seen that person before, but he's most likely Li Kui."

Clearly, this person was a member of the Action Department—the Action Department's deployment at Yankou Wharf this time was a secret operation that came after contacting the Gelaohui (a secret society) through personal connections.

Inside the car, Zhang Anping rolled up the window and said with a smile:
"The operations team's network... looks like it's all set up!"

Lin Nansheng remained silent, his heart filled with nothing but admiration—this was the teacher's ability; he could remember someone so well after just one meeting, or even just a photo.

Zhang Anping's certainty must mean he has met with the people from the Action Department.

"Then what's next?"

Zhang Anping calmly replied, "Of course, we're using the Social Affairs Bureau's identity to the fullest extent, openly investigating how the Operations Division's network was set up!"

……

The Yankou Wharf was already bustling with activity early in the morning.

Various cargo ships came and went, carrying countless supplies, which were either unloaded or loaded onto the ships.

Occasionally, you can see various boxes with military seals. Military supplies that should have been on military ships are openly appearing on the black market, but no one is surprised at all. Many people are even sharpening their knives, waiting to divide them up.

A cargo ship was coming against the current, and it had already slowed down as it approached the dock.

on board.

Someone asked Wu Liwei, "Manager Wu, shall we go straight to the fish market?"

"Let's take a look around first. We've been on edge lately, so now that we're a bit relaxed, let the brothers catch their breath—by the way, where's Manager Fang?"

"I don't know, their group didn't travel with us."

Wu Liwei said softly, "It's not a big problem, we'll all meet at the fish market later anyway."

"Yes, we all need to meet at the fish market later—" the subordinate replied, his voice unusually enthusiastic.

Fish market, dividing the spoils!
As Wu Liwei watched the approaching Yankou Wharf, he suddenly felt that the wharf was like a monster.

(End of this chapter)