My spy diary

Chapter 149 Transaction (please vote)

Spy shares, interrogation room.

Amidst the screams of ghosts and wolves, Qian Xiaosan escorted the three people in again.

Two men and one woman.

One of them was a middle-aged man in a blue gown who was arrested just after making a phone call. The other two were arrested in the tailoring department.

The man was in his twenties, fair-skinned, wearing a pair of glasses for myopia, his mouth was gagged at the moment, and he looked excited.

The woman was in her early thirties, wearing a Vaseline cheongsam. She was quite pretty. Her hair was disheveled and she had a look of disdain on her face.

Qian Xiaosan glanced at the three of them, pointed at the young man wearing glasses and whispered:

"Commander, this guy's name is Li Guoyuan. When he was arrested, he didn't resist at all. He kept shouting that he was one of our own."

"This woman's name is Pan Yanan. She is the female boss of the tailoring department. She is married to Wu Chaolin who left before. The household registration information shows that they are both from Shandong and opened the tailoring department half a year ago."

"As for this person." He pointed at the middle-aged man in a blue cloth gown for the last time, and his expression became strange:

"We hit the vagus nerve and just woke up. There is nothing on my body that can prove my identity.
However, my subordinates checked the call he made through the central telephone office and found that the number belonged to the Intelligence Division."

The vagus nerve is a location on the left side of the neck. After a heavy blow, a person will immediately lose consciousness and completely lose the ability to resist. Even if you carry him home, he will not wake up.

"Really?" Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, "So you arrested two of your own people at once?"

“Did the store search yield any results?”

"No."

The two of them whispered a few words. Zhang Yi glanced at the middle-aged man in a blue cloth gown and saw that he had a sinister look on his face. He was silently observing him and pointed at the female boss Pan Yanan:
"Let her mouth go."

"Tell me, what do you do? It's not too late to say it now."

Pan Yanan was trembling and said with a look of sadness and anger: "Boss, why should you arrest me? We are all honest businessmen."

"Come from Shandong?"

"Yes, he escaped."

"Have you seen "Water Margin"?"

Pan Yanan shook his head in confusion: "I can't read."

Don't talk about her, Qian Xiaosan, Monkey and the others all looked at each other.

Monkey Heart said that the section chief asked him if he had seen "A Dream of Red Mansions" just this morning. Why was he talking about "Water Margin" now?

"Oh." Zhang Yi smiled playfully:

"Ms. Pan, are you and Wu Chaolin really a couple? Are you a fake identity?"

"How is it possible, boss? We have a marriage certificate from the Republic of China."

"Okay, stop quibbling." Zhang Yi interrupted her disdainfully and mocked:
"You've never seen "Water Margin", but you've heard of storytelling, opera and folk tunes, right?
You know the story of Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang, right?

In particular, Water Margin tells the story of the land of Shandong. It has a long history and is talked about in that land. It is impossible that you have not heard of it. "

"The little girl is illiterate."

“You are not illiterate, and even if you are, so are your family members?
Influenced by Water Margin, the Pan and Wu surnames do not intermarry. This has been a tradition for hundreds of thousands of years, and your family doesn’t know about it? "

"So your identity is fake. I guess you are not Chinese, right?" Zhang Yi looked at her up and down and said disdainfully:
"Japanese spy? If you want to play Chinese, you need to do your homework carefully."

Pan Yanan's face changed instantly, and he still defended himself:
“We are not locals from Shandong”

"Take it down and wait for the big one."

Zhang Yi didn't bother to talk to her. He watched her being dragged down and had the mouths of the remaining two people removed.

"You two, if you don't tell me your origins, you will end up like her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Guoyuan said immediately:

"Brother, I misunderstood. Why don't you believe me?"

"Who is your brother? This is Director Zhang of the espionage investment company. Be honest." Qian Xiaosan raised his hand and scolded him.

"Yes, Chief Zhang. His humble position was also in the Party and Political Section. No, he is now an intelligence officer in the Intelligence Section and was ordered to infiltrate the Red Party."

When he said this, the middle-aged man in blue cloth next to him snorted coldly. He quickly stopped talking and shouted:
"I want to see Section Chief Fei."

"Pull him down and imprison him first." Zhang Yi pointed at the middle-aged man in a blue cloth gown, snorted coldly, and then looked at Li Guoyuan:
"There's no section chief Fei here. If you can't tell me you're ugly, you'll have to wait on a large one."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Li Guoyuan's expression changed for a while, he was speechless, and finally he sighed helplessly and said:
"I'm really the last month in the intelligence department."

It turned out that this guy, under the orders of Fei Tongze, pretended to be an unemployed progressive young man. He first wrote "progressive articles" in newspapers, and then in teahouses, pubs, and restaurants in areas where the Red Party was active, he talked loudly and vented his hatred of the government and the current situation. The dissatisfaction of the bureau in order to attract the attention of the underground party.

The middle-aged man in a blue cloth gown pretends to be a customer and is secretly monitoring, observing the expressions and behaviors of other customers.

In order to make a fake show, Li Guoyuan was arrested and detained by the police station. After being released from prison for half a month, he continued to write articles in newspapers and frequented teahouses and restaurants.

The hard work paid off, and soon someone joined him.

This person is Wu Chaolin, the boss of the tailoring department.

Wu Chaolin persuaded him to keep a low profile, but Li Guoyuan didn't know how to restrain himself at all. He boasted that he had been in a prison cell and had already taken life and death lightly.
As a result, the two of them had a heart-to-heart talk. Li Mingliang talked about his depression after losing his job, his ideals, ambitions, pursuits, and vented his dissatisfaction with the government angrily.

Wu Chaolin and Wu Chaolin hated each other for a long time. After learning that Li Guo lived far away and had no fixed place, in order to save him money, he even invited him to move into his tailoring department.

Once here, Wu Chaolin quickly revealed his identity to Li Guoyuan, an "unemployed young man who was extremely dissatisfied with the government and eager to pursue progress." He was a member of the underground organization of the Red Party, and said that the organization would soon investigate him.

Li Guoyuan was in high spirits, and after Wu Chaolin's persuasion, he kept a low profile. However, the information was continuously passed to the hands of the party and government officials.

Fei Tong adopted a long-term strategy to catch the big fish, waiting to wipe out all the red party organizations behind Wu Chaolin.

Today is the day when Wu Chaolin reports to his superiors and inspects Li Mingliang.

Ding Shanfa, a middle-aged man in a long gown, followed him all the way in order to discover the red party's secret transportation station.

Then what happens next
Zhang Yi frowned inwardly when he heard this, and secretly thought that the people in the Party and Political Section had really tried their best to use their conspiracies and tricks to crack down on the Red Party, but...
Seeing Zhang Yi deep in thought, Li Mingliang said eagerly:
"Sir Zhang, I'm sure there is a Red Party organization behind Wu Chaolin. If we don't arrest him, they will run away."

"I don't need you to worry about this." Zhang Yi sneered. He was also a little confused now. He was originally going to catch Japanese spies, but in the end
Although Song Wenbin, the shopkeeper of Midian, and Ma Yuzhong, the clerk, have not confessed yet, the dozen progressive books and a red party branch organizational program collected from his residence cannot be faked.

Japanese Red Party? Or are you talking about the Japanese who joined the Red Party?

He knew that there were anti-war people in Japan, as well as the Japanese Red Party, and the famous ones on the intelligence front were Nakanishi Gong and the "Sorge Group".
But these people only appeared in the late period of the Anti-Japanese War. They were active in Tokyo, Tohoku, and Shanghai, and they all had protected identities.
Now a Japanese "Song Wenbin" has appeared.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, "Song Wenbin", the so-called red party, is also a fake and is also fishing.
This Li Guo went far to Liangshan and wanted to find Li Kui, but he met Li Gui
Zhang Yi was thinking about it, and was about to go to the interrogation room to interrogate him in person. At this time, the phone rang, and the guard announced that Wang Xinheng was here, as well as Fei Tongze, the deputy chief of the Intelligence Section.

Fei Tongze was about forty years old, with a stocky build, a dark complexion, and looked shrewd and capable. He had clean shaven cheeks, two thick black eyebrows, and a pair of formidable eyes.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, he looked at Zhang Yi, glanced at Wang Xinheng and said:
"Old Wang, it's up to you to say it."

Wang Xinheng frowned and said dissatisfied:
"It's better to listen to Chief Zhang's report first. If the situation is unclear, you can report it to the boss.
Besides, the responsibility of your intelligence department is to monitor and obtain intelligence. Why don't you notify our operations department about arrests? "

"Lao Fei, although you are eager to gain a foothold in the Intelligence Department and are eager to achieve success as a new officer, the rules are the rules and no one can deviate from them.
If you do this, even if the lawsuit goes to the boss, I will still have this attitude."

Fei Tong's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly: "Okay, I would like to listen to Chief Zhang's opinion."

He emphasized the word "unit chief" very hard, with a look of disdain.

Zhang Yi disagreed, smiled, added water to their teacups, and said thoughtfully:

"Here's the thing."

As Zhang Yi narrated, the expression on Wang Xinheng's face gradually became more exciting, while Fei Tong's old face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.

"So you are sure that Song Wenbin is Japanese?" Wang Xinheng saw Zhang Yi nodding, looked at Fei Tongze, and smiled meaningfully:
"Old Fei, are you in a hurry to get it done?" "Although the arrest targets are the same, the sources of intelligence are obviously different, so there is no need to assist your intelligence department at all. This is our operations department's own case."

"As for whether they are red party members or spies pretending to be Japanese spies, we can only make a conclusion after interrogation."

"Of course, this is not impossible. There were Japanese in the north some time ago."

Wang Xinheng talked happily.

The Japanese army used spies. In addition to using spies to directly obtain intelligence, they also often staged "disguise" dramas.

That is, choosing the right people to pretend to be staunch Red Party members, waiting for opportunities to establish a pseudo-Red Party organization, attracting real Red Party members to join, and unknowingly expanding its spy network.

Some time ago, in the Northeast, after mastering a lot of information about the Red Party and its anti-Japanese armed forces, the Japanese Military Police sent a person to pretend to be a Red Party, successfully induced a Red Party member, and established a pseudo-Red Party in the local area with this person as the center. The Red Party organized activities everywhere and gathered many anti-Japanese elements.

A month later, the pseudo-organization gained the trust of senior local Red Party county officials and mistakenly believed that the organization was a real underground organization. As a result, the entire local organization was exposed and suffered heavy losses.

"It can be seen that the Japanese are cunning and cunning, pretending to be thoughtful." Wang Xinheng felt sad.

Fei Tong curled his lips disapprovingly:
"What's the point? The intelligence front has always been about me among you, and you among me.
The Japanese military documents seized by our Intelligence Section clearly stated:
We must constantly study and hone the Red Party, grasp its entities and trends, use new and outstanding creative skills to plan and prosecute the measures to eliminate it, and create results that eliminate the source.
The prerequisite for this is that careful intelligence must be implemented."

"From this aspect, the Japanese also believe that the Red Party is the enemy, so it is the top priority."

"Okay, Lao Fei, you don't need to say so much. No matter what, this matter has nothing to do with your Intelligence Department. Just take your own people back later. Our Operations Department will handle other matters." Wang Xinheng said impatiently. Cut off his words.

"Virgo means that your operations department will assist us."

"This time, that time." Wang Xinheng waved his hand lightly, "Go to the interrogation room."

Fei Tongze's expression became even colder...

trial room.

Ma Yuzhong, the rice store clerk who was first interrogated, had been beaten to a bloody pulp and still refused to confess anything.

Monkey took out the information and reported:

"Ma Yuzhong, a 24-year-old native of Hunan, arrived in Jinling last year. He first worked as a worker in a textile factory, and was later fired because of overpayment. He applied for a job in Midian three months ago."

"He has a girlfriend who is a female worker in a textile factory."

"Hunan people have always been famous for not being afraid of death.
When we launched the revolution, people from Guangdong took the lead, people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang contributed money, and people from Hunan shed blood. "Wang Xinheng grabbed the waiter's chin, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Isn't this person really a Red Party member? Or do you think you have really joined the Red Party? Forget it, send a telegram to Changsha to verify his family situation, and then"

He sneered and said: "Bring that girlfriend of his, does he think it's enough not to hit him? It hurts when you hit yourself with a fist, but the real unbearable pain is when you hit someone else."

When the guy heard this, he burst into tears and completely collapsed.

"I said, don't embarrass my family and girlfriend."

"I am a member of the Red Party. The boss Song Wenbin introduced me to the organization."

"anything else?"

"I really don't know anything else."

"Look, family members are bound to everyone. If you haven't thought carefully about it, don't imitate other people's revolution." Wang Xinheng smiled sarcastically, looked at Zhang Yi and said:
"What he said should be true. He is a new guy. It is normal for him to not be able to grasp the situation. Now we are going to meet the Japanese friend."

In another interrogation room, Wu Chaolin, the boss of the tailoring department, finally confessed the fact that he was a member of the Red Party after being tortured repeatedly, and confessed that Song Wenbin was his superior.

But Zhang Yi naturally didn't believe the result and asked someone to bring Song Wenbin up.

A basin of cold water was poured down, and Song Wenbin, who had been tied to the interrogation column and had fainted, woke up again.

His whole body was covered with whip marks and branding iron marks, and his flesh and blood were bloody.

He opened his heavy eyelids and adjusted to the light. It took him a while to realize that this was another interrogation room. Next to him stood another fierce naked man with an iron whip in his hand.

There were two people sitting behind the table opposite, one was smoking and the other was taking notes.

He recognized that the man smoking was the leader of his arrest today. He sighed silently, his head dropped weakly, and he closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Tano Haocheng, tell me, don't fool people with your nonsense about being a Red Party member. It's okay to deceive your man, but you're still not that good when you lie to me. Tell me the purpose of coming to China and why you disguised yourself as a Red Party member." party"

Being called out his true identity, Tian Tian Haocheng's whole body trembled, fear flashed across his face, and then he asked in a hoarse voice, pretending to be confused:

"What Tian Tian Haocheng, my name is Song Wenbin, I am Chinese."

"Haha, I won't ask your classmates at Kyoto Imperial University to identify you in person." Zhang Yi smiled sarcastically, picked up a box of dental floss on the table, and said:
"You are not a good spy, not to mention the obvious feature of having six fingers on your hand."

"This was found from your bedroom. Dental floss. Chinese people are accustomed to using toothpicks. Some people use dental floss, but that's the upper class society. You, a small boss, still need dental floss?

Isn’t this Peony brand dental floss cheap? Is this a habit you developed while living in Japan? It's easy for a person to lurk, but it's not easy to lurk for a long time, especially since it's difficult to change a person's living habits."

"Say it. If you don't, we will have to continue the torture."

silence.

Tian Tian Haocheng's eyebrows flashed and he was thinking seriously.

"Torture him." Zhang Yi waved his hand impatiently.

"Wait." As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Tian Haocheng muttered to himself:
"I admit that I am not an excellent agent. When I accepted the mission, I felt confused because I only passed simple training. If I say my only strength, it is that I speak Chinese well.
But my companions encouraged me and told me in a relaxed tone that it was a pleasant trip.
We carried many small gifts that the locals liked, such as candies, cigarettes, flashlights, rubber shoes, and a considerable amount of French currency. As long as we gave them things, the people trusted us. We went all the way south to Jinling."

"Let's get to the point, who are we in your mouth? Who else is there besides you?"

Tian Tian Haocheng's expression froze, and he pretended to be confused and said:
"Did I say it? Oh, I'm talking about Wu Chaolin, which is Panasonic."

Zhang Yi sneered, did not comment on his words, and continued to ask:
"Your origin, code name?"

"Manchuria Security Bureau, codename Jagged Tooth."

"Puppet Manchuria Security Bureau?" Zhang Yi thought.

Japan has established a large number of intelligence agencies in China. In addition to the Manchuria Railway and the Puppet Manchuria Security Bureau, there are also intelligence sections of the Central and North China Expeditionary Army Staff Headquarters, the Gendarmerie, and the Special High School Section of the Police Department...

In addition, there are also agencies and mansions named after them, such as the later Pine, Bamboo, Plum, and Orchid Agency, Kodama Agency, Rock Mansion, Rokujo Mansion, etc., as well as various intelligence bureaus and committees controlled by the puppet government.
"What's your purpose in coming to Jinling?"

"Of course it's to break into the Red Party.
Execute a long-term lurking plan in the hope of catching them all in the future. "Tian Tian Haocheng said, a trace of ferocity and ferocity flashed across his face. He smiled, his eyes moved slyly, and he said:
"I am convinced that I lost at your hands, but I am willing to make a deal with you, as long as you can let me go. After all, they are your life and death enemies."

Zhang Yi had no expression on his face, thinking to himself, could this guy really have mastered the underground transportation station of the Red Party?

He pretended to be interested and asked, "What deal?"

Sure enough, Tian Tian Haocheng said quietly:

"News from the Red Party's joint."

Zhang Yi's heart was burned, and he pretended to be disdainful:

"Just you? Do you know the news about the Red Party's contacts?"

Tian Tian Haocheng smiled and said: "What if the other person connecting is me?"

He said proudly:

"I deliberately revealed that I had a radio tube, which is the most important part of the radio.
A few days ago, a few strangers appeared near my shop, and then someone approached me to buy it at a high price. I guess they were red party members. "

"Just yesterday, I received the news that we would meet in detail the day after tomorrow. They want more parts."

(Sorry, it’s late because I have a cold and fever...)
　Along the way, I also encountered a lot of writing bottlenecks, but no matter what, I insisted on writing a little bit every day and uploading it, because as long as I give up one day, there will be a second, third time, and finally my mind will relax, eunuch It also came into being.

　　A work, no matter whether it is good or bad, as long as it is written, in my heart, it is no longer just fun, but a responsibility, a responsibility to myself and to the readers. It is this responsibility that weighs on my heart and makes me feel a little heavy.

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