My spy diary

Chapter 105 New situation (please vote for me)
Secret Service.

Zhang Yi entered the office under the leadership of Secretary Wang Xinheng.

This old wall lamp has a new secretary, and she is also a woman.

She has a pretty face, big waves, and a tall and straight figure. She is wearing a uniform of a lieutenant in charge of the internal service, and her long, straight and slender legs are wrapped in stockings, which is quite touching.

It's just that the butt is a bit big, which is not Zhang Yi's cup of tea. As for the butt, I know everything about it. It needs to be raised.
It is also traditional for the leaders of the Secret Service to use female secretaries. What is good at the top will be followed by the bad at the bottom.

After all, Boss Dai has quite a few female secretaries.
"Yun Yi is here, take a seat." Wang Xinheng was leaning on his seat and drinking tea with a serious look on his face.

"There's no place for me here, Section Chief." Zhang Yi smiled, observed the expression of the old wall lamp, and said:

"I'd better report the progress of today's operation to the section chief."

Wang Xinheng gave him a meaningful look and said:
"I heard that you gained a lot from the afternoon operation?"

Zhang Yi was a little surprised, who told you?

You're not going to have spies around me, are you?

He knew that Wang Xinheng was a little dissatisfied. After all, he just made a phone call before taking action.

At that time, Wang Xinheng remained silent.

The leader's silence is sometimes acquiescence and consent.

Of course, whether the leader ultimately agrees depends on the outcome. If the outcome is good, it means the leader has foresight.

Zhang Yi stood up and saluted, then took out the documents and began to report.

“This operation started with the informant providing information and the murder of prostitute Hongyan.
It lasted two days, and a total of three Japanese spies were arrested and five Japanese spies were killed.
We seized 16 long and short guns, 12 grenades, a converted radio station, a code book, and a certain amount of money and documents."

As he spoke, he handed the document over respectfully and said:

"There is a detailed list of the specific numbers. Please take a look at the section chief."

Wang Xinheng smiled, pointed to the cigarettes on his desk, pressed his hands and said:
"Sit down and smoke if you want. If you want to drink tea, make it yourself."

The atmosphere became harmonious again instantly.

Then he sat upright, picked up the file, and started browsing.

This time Zhang Yi sat down, made himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

Wang Xinheng read quickly. He asked while reading.

"Three Japanese spies lurking in the local area? Five spies from Shanghai suddenly appeared. What conspiracy are these people planning?"

'Of course he came to kill me'

Zhang Yixin said.

However, since there was no source of information, it was difficult for him to explain, so he had to consider:

"Although the five dead soldiers were killed, the most important leaders are still there. Once you enter the interrogation room, you won't be afraid that he won't explain."

"That's true." Wang Xinheng smiled, continued to browse the files, and suddenly frowned:

"Three, no, eight Japanese spies for so little money? Just five small yellow croakers? More than 1 French currency?"

Zhang Yi smiled and whispered: "Actually, there are more than this."

In addition to the modified radio station, five small yellow croakers and more than 10,000 French currency were seized from Takagi's house.

Zhao Zongwu (Shui Jian) ​​was a poor man and only found a few thousand French coins.

But the traffic officer, the guy who acted as a beggar, got a lot of money from his family.

This guy is indeed a second-time royal. He has twenty small yellow croakers at home, as well as antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc. He doesn't know where he stole them.

"Oh?" Wang Xinheng's eyes lit up.

Zhang Yi glanced at the door, pretending to be mysterious and lowering his voice:
"A total of 15 pieces were seized, as well as some calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, which even a humble job would not understand."

The ten dollars that were underreported had long been accepted by him with a smile.

Wang Xinheng's eyes brightened even more. He sat up straight and moved forward, saying with interest:

"Antique calligraphy and painting? Didn't you find someone to appreciate it?"

As he spoke, he glared at Zhang Yi, patted his thigh in annoyance, and said:

"The Japanese devils imitate us everywhere, but they don't learn anything from us. How do they know anything about calligraphy, painting and antiques?" Zhang Yi understood:

"I didn't know what I was doing even though I was in a humble position, so I found a suitable collector for them. When I came back, I hand-delivered them to my wife along with ten little yellow croakers."

"Is the person handling it reliable?"

"The humble position was taken out in advance, and there was no registration at all. The few people present are all our own people, and they are very reliable."

Wang Xinheng laughed, extremely satisfied!

His face glowed red, he took out a cigarette from the table and threw it over, smiling and saying:
"You can smoke if you want. You don't have to be restricted here."

Zhang Yi didn't show any stage fright. He took the cigarette and lit it for Wang Xinheng first. Then the two of them started puffing away in the office.

Wang Xinheng leaned on the seat, crossed his legs, looked slightly proud in his eyebrows, and glanced at Zhang Yi appreciatively.

He is satisfied.

Although Zhang Yi is young, he always makes people feel reassured when doing things.

He can be knowledgeable about current affairs, and he can catch spies and achieve results at work.

Where can he find a subordinate who can help him advance in his official career, make a lot of money, and have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life?
He flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said with a smile:
"It seems like you're doing well in Spy Participation?
At that time, Section Chief He was not optimistic. After all, you were young, had no qualifications, and had no experience of independently managing work. It was better for me to argue with my reasoning."

Zhang Yi's teeth hurt when he heard this, and he was amused in his heart. He said respectfully, "Thank you, section chief, for your kindness."

Then a bit of sadness appeared on his face, and he said melancholy:

"It is said that a general's success will lead to thousands of deaths. I have experienced this today. In order to capture five Japanese spies, four spies were killed and three were injured. Alas, they are all elites of the party and state. What a pity."

As he spoke, he sighed and said:

"Section Chief, we don't have enough spies right now. You have to make up for it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong in arresting Japanese spies or something, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you?"

"Okay, don't be so rude to me. At most, five people from your original team will be transferred there. The rest will wait until the new people arrive next month." Wang Xinheng shook his head and said:

"These five people want you to communicate well with Yang Wenxuan."

"Thank you, section chief." Zhang Yi smiled, it was pretty good if he could fool five people.

Just as Wang Xinheng was about to say something else, he saw his secretary knocking on the door and coming in, saying that Yang Wenxuan wanted to see him. Wang Xinheng nodded.

After a while, Yang Wenxuan knocked on the door and came in. When he saw Zhang Yi, he looked a little surprised, cupped his hands and said:

"Chief Zhang, congratulations on your victory."

As he spoke, his expression turned ugly:

"The bastards under my command are all very happy and want to join the espionage industry."

'This shows that the public's eyes are sharp. My ability and personality are better than yours. Who doesn't want to get promoted and make a fortune while doing dangerous work? '

Zhang Yi thought to himself, did not answer the call, and just drank his own tea.

Yang Wenxuan glanced at Zhang Yi, a little wary, hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly:
"Section Chief, I have something to report to you alone."

'Why are you avoiding me?
When did you, Yang Wenxuan, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, become so stingy?

How many days have I been away?
Besides, I am also considered your commander now.

Could it be that this guy also found clues about the Japanese spy? Are you afraid that you will take away his credit? As for that? '

Zhang Yi cursed in his heart, stood up and pretended to avoid it, saying:
"Then section chief, you guys chat, I'm going back first."

As he spoke, he silently counted "one, two" in his mind.

Before counting to three, Wang Xinheng smiled and waved his hand, indicating to Zhang Yi to continue sitting:

"No need, they are all family members."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Wenxuan and said:
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. If it's about a case, just ask Yunyi to help you with the details. He's an expert in this area."

"The section chief is overly praised, and this is not under your leadership." Zhang Yi said modestly and looked at Yang Wenxuan.

Yang Wenxuan glanced at Zhang Yi warily and said helplessly:
"Section Chief, Section Chief Zhang, and Liu Kui found clues about the Red Party."

'Red party? Liu Kui has lost both his arms and legs. Can he find clues about the Red Party in the hospital? '

Zhang Yi's heart froze, and he waited for the next step with bright eyes.

(End of this chapter)