My spy diary

Chapter 138 Gold (please vote for me)

"The poison is sealed in the middle of the teeth. This technology is currently only mastered by Germany, the Soviet Union and Japan."

Zheng Huhe checked Gao Jianfu's teeth and said.

Zhang Yi nodded. In order to prevent prisoners from being taken alive, ordinary agents use poison on their clothes. They usually sew the poison on the collar and cuffs. Some clever ones sew the poison into fake buttons, or wear necklaces and other jewelry that hide the poison. .

It is not that simple to have poisonous teeth. Many people are limited by oral conditions. In addition to having intact teeth and no cavities, they must also have bite teeth to chew the hidden poisons.

If the oral condition is not up to standard and you insist on carrying poison, you may send yourself away if you are not careful while eating.

The Secret Service's technique of poisoning teeth is to make poison into dentures, which can be pushed open or crushed with the tongue before encountering a crisis or committing suicide. However, this is only possible during missions and is not usually worn.

But the technology used by Gao Jianfu is obviously more sophisticated. He sews the poison directly into the teeth without affecting daily life. This requires extremely precise materials and technology, and is a new breakthrough in espionage warfare.
Zhang Yi was still thinking when he saw Zheng Huhe take a piece of paper and said:
"I just asked the officer. Got this."

Zhang Yi took a look and saw that it was not numbers or Morse code, but rather like a child's graffiti.

"what?"

"I originally thought it was graffiti, but after a closer look I found it was Japanese katakana." Zheng Huhe pointed at the graffiti and explained:
"The two doodles combined look like a silhouette of a woman's hairstyle, but its Japanese meaning is escape."

"I didn't expect you, Lao Zheng, to study Japanese?" Thinking of his poor Japanese, Zhang Yi couldn't help but look at Zheng Huhe a few more times, thinking that Lao Zheng was just a walking dictionary.

Zheng Huhe sighed and said, "I studied in the Soviet Union.
During the Russo-Japanese War, Japan sent many Nightingales to instigate Soviet officers one after another. In the spy war, the Soviet Union was unable to fight back. It is said that the Soviets paid special attention to Japan."

Zhang Yi sneered, what a bullshit Russo-Japanese War, the Russo-Japanese War was actually on Chinese territory, and the Qing government ridiculously chose neutrality.

The Japanese navy defeated the Baltic naval fleet mobilized by Tsarist Russia to reinforce the Baltic Sea in the Maldives Strait. Tsarist Russia's tragic defeat, coupled with the outbreak of domestic revolution, internal and external troubles, made it impossible to win.

The war ended under the mediation of the Americans, but Japan has since stepped up its aggression in Northeast China.

He glanced at Gao Jianfu, whose face was so blue that he couldn't die anymore, and thought that this person's methods were so cunning, and he took advantage of the fact that other people on the scene who were watching did not understand Japanese, and he actually came up with such a way to pass on information.

If the Zhao brothers hadn't destroyed the body with the telescope, he might not have been exposed at all.

But why are the Zhao brothers so determined?
He actually chose to commit suicide. Even if he couldn't escape, he could still live on.
I don’t know if he felt any regret when he found out that he was rescuing two traitors. His death was a complete end.
"I'm sorry, Chief. This person should be a senior Japanese agent, and he is lurking in an important department like the police station. Maybe there is an intelligence team behind him. Now he is dead." Monkey looked regretful, "Who knew that this person was actually hiding in plain sight? Pass the information below."

"Okay, you'll gain wisdom after every hardship."

This is the first high-level spy Zhang Yi has encountered who has poison in his teeth. The strength of a man who is brazenly willing to die is astonishing. If he cannot take precautions in advance, how can he open his clenched teeth?

He shook his head in annoyance, feeling a little disappointed but not disappointed.

Gao Jianfu is dead. Others don't know that this person is Aono Daisuke, the leader of the Feitian team, and they thought he was an independent agent. However, Zhang Yi felt a little secretly happy at the same time, at least letting this old and cunning guy Exposed, he calmed down his emotions and said:

"Immediately brought all other police officers under control, immediately launched a search at the residences of the Zhao brothers and Gao Jianfu, and sealed down their advertising company to control everyone."

"Yes."

Wang Yeyun, the head of the Criminal Investigation Division, was still dreaming of joining the Secret Service. Suddenly, he was controlled by a group of plainclothes men who were like wolves and tigers. He was frightened and confused. He thought that the Secret Service had failed in its mission and let them go directly. Being a scapegoat, he said tremblingly:

"Sir Zhang, what are you doing?"

Li Yongsheng had long disliked these policemen and said disdainfully:

"What are you doing? It has just been found out that Gao Jianfu, the captain of your Criminal Investigation Division, is a Japanese spy. It was him who passed the information to the two traitors. Hmph, we now suspect that there are accomplices among you."

"What? Captain Gao is a Japanese spy. How is this possible?" Wang Yeyun looked in disbelief. He glanced at Zhang Yi suspiciously, then searched the crowd and asked, "Where are the others?"

"He's dead. He committed suicide by taking poison." Li Yongsheng looked sarcastic, deliberately opened his mouth to check, then patted his shoulder meaningfully and said:
"Your subordinate is a Japanese spy, so you should think about your own fate."

Wang Yeyun's face turned pale instantly.
Amidst the noise of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the Zhao brothers' residence had been turned upside down, but apart from some cash, there was only a radio. Not to mention the radio code book, not even the little yellow croaker was found.

This is obviously inconsistent with the luxurious life of the Zhao brothers. Although they have the habit of depositing money in banks these days, most people still cannot trust banks and would rather exchange their money for food or bury it.

"Is it possible that the things are in their company or deposited anonymously in the bank?"

Everyone was talking about it, but Zhang Yi suddenly sat down on the steps, looked up at the weather, and asked:
"Did it rain the past two days?"

"It's raining heavily. Isn't it normal for rain in this season?" Everyone disagreed. What could be wrong with this?

Zhang Yi smiled and pointed to the ground:
"Look at the water marks on the ground."

Everyone was puzzled and stared at the ground for a long time, but couldn't see any clues at all.

Seeing Zheng Huhe squatting down and observing carefully, Zhang Yi asked:

"Old Zheng, have you discovered anything?"

Zheng Huhe frowned and said, "It's a little strange. Why are there no water marks in the middle of the yard, but there are water marks around it?"

He walked to the middle of the courtyard, stepped on it, and suddenly realized:
"There is no accumulation of water here, and there are no water marks, which means that the soil seeps quickly and the soil is loose. The soil below should have been disturbed."

Zhang Yi nodded, waved his hand and said, "Start digging."

"Yes." Everyone nodded and complimented: "The unit chief is aware of everything."

Li Yongsheng had a deeper understanding of the sentence "Every outstanding actor is a person who is good at observing life". Looking at Zhang Yi's expressionless face, he admired him greatly and thought to himself, no wonder he is the section chief. Well, why didn’t you notice it?

Everyone found shovels from Zhao's house, borrowed hoes and other tools from next door, and immediately asked several police officers to dig.

A large pit more than one meter deep was soon dug, but there was nothing in it.

"Continue." Seeing that they were sweating profusely from exhaustion, Zhang Yi had no intention of stopping.

Several policemen looked suspicious and reluctant, but as the people from the Secret Service watched, they had no choice but to continue digging.

As the excavation continued, there was more and more soil in the yard. The hole was already two meters deep. The police had a hard time digging through the soil. Not to mention them, even a group of plainclothes began to suspect that something was really buried here?
But this is what the unit chief said. For the sake of the unit chief’s face, not to mention digging three feet, but even ten feet.

In fact, even Zhang Yi himself was deep in thought at this moment. Could it be that he had made a mistake in his judgment?

Fortunately, there was only a "click" sound, and a policeman said in surprise: "There is something."

So the soil was turned faster.

Soon, with the combined efforts of several people, a large box wrapped in layers of oilcloth and cloth was pulled up from the pit.

Opening the layers of packages, a dark box was revealed.

The monkey took out the ring needle from his pocket, opened the lock, and pulled open the oilcloth, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

I saw that it was full of neatly arranged small yellow croakers, yellow and orange, shining golden in the sun.

Many people's eyes glowed, their breathing became rapid, and their eyes were full of greed.

Zhang Yi paid attention to everyone's expressions and sneered, "Wealth and silk are so touching."

He quietly touched the pistol and said expressionlessly: "Pour it out and see what comes out."

"Yes." The monkey was excited. Looking at the fiery eyes of everyone, he frowned secretly and immediately poured out the gold.

Obviously everyone is overthinking it. There are only two layers of gold, and underneath are bundles of banknotes and some gold and silver jewelry.

The bottom layer is another iron box wrapped in layers of oil paper.

What was inside was not gold, but an engraved template for the "Rendan" advertisement and several boxes of film.

Zhang Yi squinted his eyes. He didn't know what was in the film, but it was important to think about it.

"Send the film back for processing immediately."

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(There will be another update later...)
(End of this chapter)