My spy diary

Chapter 122 Connection (please vote for me)

Secret Service, Intelligence Section.

Section chief Yang Rong and deputy section chief Bao Hongfei sat together with gloomy faces.

"Section Chief, is there something wrong at Northwest Station?"

Bao Hongfei carefully probed. After all, he was the second-in-command of the Intelligence Section. He only heard about such a major event as dispatching agents to the Red Party at a meeting, which made him feel a little aggrieved.

Yang Rong's face was as dark as water, he glanced at him and said slowly:
"Don't think too much about this matter... The boss makes a plan and I am ordered to execute it."

“The operation of this matter has nothing to do with the Northwest Station at all.
They also used agents from Jiangshan. They carried the most advanced popsicle radio, gold bars and US dollars. They first arrived in Yan'an as progressive students and established a station in the city.
In the end, he mixed into the so-called border area with the young students who defected to the Red Party. Things went very smoothly. Osprey even saw the 'bandit leader' with his own eyes.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong at this time and the work fell short.

They acted so quickly. Now that the operator has been caught, Osprey will probably be identified soon. The infiltration plan has completely failed. "

"It's better now. It failed to achieve its merits. Instead, it became a target for the Red Party's propaganda war. It's embarrassing. It would be damning if no one leaked the secret."

"So Section Chief, you suspect that the news was leaked after it was reported at the meeting? But everyone who attended the meeting at that time was..." Bao Hongfei couldn't go on. If there were undercover agents of the Red Party among the top brass of the Secret Service, then what would happen? Talk about confidentiality.

"Don't worry, unit chief, our people are all on the periphery and are all carefully disguised. Even if the other party is a seasoned and cunning veteran, they won't be able to find it."

Seeing all this in his eyes, Zhang Yi nodded slightly, then looked at the monkey and said cautiously:
"Please keep your spirits up as the notice continues. Today's task is very simple, which is to determine the identity of the contact person and then follow up and monitor him."

Zhang Yi stood behind the ajar window and watched everyone entering and exiting the coffee shop through binoculars. At this moment, he even felt that every well-dressed customer had his own mission.

"Section chief, Zheng Huhe from our intelligence department has been helping Zhang Yi. He is so busy every day that he doesn't know what he is busy with.
This person has a tight reputation, so I couldn't ask for anything. But my subordinates were curious, so I asked someone to bribe one of Zhang Yi's subordinates. I learned that they were taking action this afternoon."

“These people should have no problems, but who can guarantee that the people around them don’t have problems?
Don't forget Xu Zengwen's secretary Qian. He can stand up to a whole group by himself. He has learned from the past and now he has made the same mistake again." Yang Rong bit his back teeth, with a sad look on his face, and said dejectedly:
"Let's go. The big fat pig is not afraid of being slaughtered. The boss is still waiting."

"Oh?" Yang Rong was waning.

Bao Hongfei glanced at his watch and said angrily: "I can hide for a while. I still have work to report to the section chief."

"Okay, you figure it out." Yang Rong finally nodded.

Hong Qiangwei glanced at him indifferently, nodded, picked up the Kun bag and got up and went downstairs.

"It is said that a Japanese female spy who was arrested long ago was also used. I guess it is a joint mission, so what my subordinate means is"

"I hope so!" Zhang Yi thought of the cunning Aono Daisuke and had to be very energetic and go all out.

Shao Qing, he put down the telescope, glanced at the expressionless Red Rose, and said:
"You can go, remember, I'm surrounded by my people, so don't play any tricks."

"You mean the mantis stalks the cicada behind the oriole?" Yang Rong's eyes lit up, he frowned and thought for a while, then fell silent again.

She went out from the back door of the tea house, got on the designated rickshaw, and then drove around in a circle before getting off in front of the coffee shop. After paying the fare, she entered the coffee shop and sat at the window seat under the guidance of the waiter.

Juxian Teahouse opposite Kaisling Coffee Shop.

Bao Hongfei knew it well and continued:
"Section Chief, don't worry. I will personally direct this matter. When the time comes, the man will be secretly solved. The source of the information is easy to find. As long as the arrest is successful, Zhang Yi will have to suffer the loss of being mute."

The leader's silence is sometimes acquiescence, and he just doesn't want to take risks.

She ordered a cup of coffee and sipped it while flipping through the celebrity magazines on the table, looking lazy and casual.

As he spoke, he sighed and said:
"It's a bit despicable to do this. But section chief, if we let the Operations Section continue to mess around like this, our Intelligence Section will really have no sense of existence."

He glanced at his watch and said to the monkey: "Now go in as a customer and coordinate with our people. If an accident occurs, take control of the scene immediately."

"Yes." Monkey nodded solemnly and said:

Afraid of arousing the suspicion of Japanese spies, Zhang Yi did not change or control the staff of the coffee shop. Who knows if the other party has done his homework in advance. What if this person is a regular customer of this shop and once he finds an unfamiliar waiter, he will Will inevitably arouse vigilance
Including the monkey, he only sent two people in.

Time passed by, Zhang Yi looked at his watch again, it was one fifty-five minutes.

He fixed his gaze on a middle-aged man who strolled into the coffee shop holding a magazine. He was wearing a top hat and turned his face slightly sideways, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

'This person has anti-stalking awareness'

Zhang Yi defined him in his mind, picked up the telescope and stared at him meticulously.

The man entered the coffee shop and sat down in another corner. He first ordered a cup of coffee, then turned and went to the bathroom. After coming out, he continued to smoke and drink coffee without any sign of having sex.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly and couldn't help but become anxious when he saw that the time had reached one-fifty-nine.

He didn't know whether the Japanese spy discovered the anomaly in the coffee shop or didn't come at all, so he could only focus on the target of suspicion first.

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly several men dressed as Qing Gang appeared in his sight.

Several people entered the coffee shop with unruly expressions. Facing the waiting waiter, they roughly pushed him to the ground and started arguing at the bar.

A huge ominous feeling instantly haunted Zhang Yi's heart. Isn't it too coincidental that these gangsters appeared?

Just as he was thinking about how to respond, he saw the middle-aged man walking out of the coffee shop quickly, getting into a rickshaw, and leaving in a hurry.

"Keep an eye on him." Zhang Yi quickly ordered. No matter what the identity of this person was, his face could not be seen when he came in and out. He acted secretly, so there must be something wrong with his identity.

Watching his two men leave in response, Zhang Yi picked up the phone and dialed, ordering the surrounding surveillance team to coordinate, and then hurried downstairs to the coffee shop. He urgently needed to find out what went wrong.

He entered the coffee shop and saw Hong Qiangwei still sitting there lazily reading a magazine, feeling slightly reassured.

Turning to look at Monkey, he and another man were confronting two plainclothes men with guns at the moment. In the middle were the arrogant-looking gangsters squatting tremblingly on the ground.

The waiters inside were in a panic, and there was a foreigner speaking broken Chinese who was shouting to call the police. Most of the surrounding customers looked scared, either watching or packing their things and preparing to leave.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yi took out his pistol, signaled his men to take control of the coffee shop, and then walked up to several people with a murderous look.

Monkey pointed at the two plainclothes men opposite and said angrily:
"The section chief, these two guys, said that they were the successes of the Intelligence Section, but they failed more than they failed. When they saw the gangsters coming in to cause trouble, they secretly lifted up the corners of their clothes and showed off their pistols to threaten them to leave. These gangsters gave in, but...but then A middle-aged man realized something was wrong and ran away."

"From the Intelligence Department?" Zhang Yi was extremely surprised. How did the Intelligence Department know about his actions?

Someone leaked information?
He sneered in his heart, looked at the two of them expressionlessly, waved and said:

"Get rid of their guns and send them directly to the interrogation room."

Don’t be afraid of enemies who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs!

"Chief Zhang, what do you want to do? We are here to capture Japanese spies on the orders of Section Chief Bao.

To be honest, we have been keeping an eye on the middle-aged man just now for a long time. We followed him all the way here today. We thought he was going to meet him, but we didn’t know that you are here too. The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple."

"You have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, but don't use Deputy Chief Bao to pressure me. No matter who comes, they can't cover up the fact that the two of you acted recklessly and led to the failure of the mission." Seeing this person's disapproval, Zhang Yi sneered:

"The mission failed, so someone needs to bear the consequences. I hope you will still say the same thing when you enter the interrogation room."

As he spoke, he kicked a frightened gangster to the ground and said:

"Maybe these people are Japanese spies sent to deliberately disrupt our sight and take them back together."

Seeing that Zhang Yi was serious, the two plainclothes officers from the Intelligence Department finally changed their expressions. Just as they were about to resist, several of Zhang Yi's men behind him pounced on them and handed over their guns to control them.

"Take it away." Zhang Yi glanced at the customers in the coffee shop with a gloomy look. Seeing that all of them were well-dressed and must have social status, he ordered the monkey:
"Check all their IDs, register them, and then release them all. If there are any suspects, keep a close eye on them."

"Yes." Monkey responded solemnly, glanced at Zhang Yi's stern face, and said carefully:

"Commander, would you like to find a portrait artist to draw the portrait of the middle-aged man just now?"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Xiaosan ran in in a panic.

He glanced at the scene on the field, his expression changed again, he came closer to Zhang Yi and said:
"Captain, the middle-aged man just now disappeared."

Facing Zhang Yi's cold eyes, he shuddered and continued to explain:
"This man got into a rickshaw and walked some distance away. Suddenly a car came towards him. He quickly changed cars. By the time we caught up with him, the driver and him had already disappeared."

"Where's the rickshaw driver?"

"The rickshaw driver was controlled by us, but this man confessed that not only did he give him more money, but he also showed his police ID and asked him to help handle the case. That's why he worked so hard."

"I know, arrange for someone to take a portrait of him...and then find the owner of the car through the license plate number." Zhang Yi said calmly. Regardless of whether the rickshaw driver saw the person's appearance clearly, regardless of whether the target wore makeup or not, he can only die now. Ma Quan became a living horse doctor.

But no matter what, today's mission was a complete failure.

The difference between masters and masters is only a matter of millimeters.

Zhang Yi could imagine that a "panicked" hunting bird would be happy to escape being hunted by a hunter, but it would definitely become more cautious, and perhaps fly into the jungle and never disappear again.

The most painful thing in the world is not when you are in despair, on the contrary, but when you feel that hope is approaching, it gives you another blow in the head.

Failure will make people worry about gains and losses, and their mood and mentality will change subtly.

Zhang Yi glanced over the faces of his men, and all he caught were frustration, anxiety, and anger.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Yi was not discouraged at all except for being slightly disappointed. On the contrary, he became more courageous with each setback.

He carefully recalled what happened, reviewed and summarized his experience and lessons in his heart, and quickly calmed down.

Compared with capturing Japanese spies, the problem of intelligence leakage is the most urgent problem to be solved.

(End of this chapter)