My spy diary

Chapter 151 Roadblock (please vote for me)
As the train rumbled forward, Zhang Yi held a cup of tea and looked out the window at the passing houses and trees in deep thought.

After Wang Xinheng and Wang Xinheng reported their work to Dai Chunfeng, he had already accepted the order and set off overnight to sit on the train from Jinling to Kaifeng.

In the Republic of China, passenger car compartments implemented a hierarchical system and were divided into first-class, second-class and third-class cars.

The comfort, treatment, and fares of the three types of carriages are quite different.

First-class cars are the most comfortable, with luxurious equipment, spacious seats, carpets on the ground floor, dressing rooms and bathrooms...

To describe it in one sentence: "The chair is covered with goose down. As soon as you sit down, the whole body is close to you, soft and dragging you down."

Second-class cars are slightly less decorated than first-class cars, but they also have upholstered seats and more spacious seats.

Third-class cars are the simplest, with hard seats and are extremely cramped and crowded.

Zhang Yi and others traveled in plain clothes. They didn't want to attract attention and wanted to buy a third-class seat.

But when I asked the station staff about the fare, they "at first looked up at the floating clouds, as if they were confused." When asked again, they said, "Isn't there a word on it?" You are blind!

Inside the train station, not only the staff know how to watch people put down dishes, but also the porters carrying luggage outside. They kowtow to the first- and second-class passengers and ignore the third-class passengers who ask for help.

In the end, Zhang Yi was forced to show his identity card from the Secret Service. The staff member who looked indifferent just now stood up tremblingly, smiled like a flower, and handed over the ticket respectfully. In the end, there was no charge.
This situation is really hard to describe
As night fell, he closed his eyes and began to receive information...

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Tanano Hiroshige today and obtained relevant information—Tano Hiroshige met Wang Jiurui at a Japanese food store three days ago. Wang Jiurui’s pseudonym is Taketa Sanada, a military attaché of the Japanese Embassy in Jinling. 】

Taketa Sanada?

Zhang Yi thought that this person was the military attache of the Japanese Embassy in Jinling. He probably had a false position and was secretly engaged in intelligence work.

It happened that the intelligence obtained by Tanano Hiroshi could be passed on to the North China Expeditionary Force through the communication channel of the embassy, ​​but I didn’t know that this person had several independent intelligence teams like Tanoh Hiroshi.
In addition, Suma, the consul of the Japanese Embassy in Jinling, has long appeared in the intelligence system. He can be described as a cunning person.

[2. You met Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant information - the Secret Service has placed a Class A agent at the Japanese Embassy in Jinling. 】

Class A agent?

Zhang Yi was shocked. If he could send one of his own people to the Japanese consulate and have direct access to first-hand intelligence information, it would indeed be a great victory for the Japanese intelligence.

There is thunder in the silence, and the true meaning can be seen in the subtleties.

However, the Japanese are cunning and extremely cautious. Even when recruiting handymen, the conditions are extremely strict.

First of all, you must have a close relative in Jinling to serve as a hostage.

Second, they must not understand Japanese and cannot speak Japanese. This is to prevent intelligence leakage.

Third, you must be honest, diligent, and have a good appearance.

Fourth, I and my family members cannot hold any office in the government or serve in the military.

But you have Zhang Liang's plan, and I have a wall ladder. The Secret Service still went through layers of operations and sent the intelligence personnel in.

Such intelligence personnel, according to Boss Dai's usual operation, are to "just lie dormant and not be activated, and they will see miraculous results in battle."

Silent all night.

The train rumbled and roared, approaching Kaifeng. Not to mention the scenery, the climate also became completely different.

Autumn in Jinling continues to be sultry, while in Kaifeng it is dry and cool.

Coming out of the train station, which is bustling with traffic and crowds of people, and witnessing farewells and reunions every day, Zhang Yi caught a glimpse of two plainclothes people holding eye-catching signs.

The sign reads: "Incoming call to Mr. Zhang Chao, engineer of Jinling Telegraph Bureau"

Zhang Supernatural is Zhang Yi’s pseudonym, which is his public identity.

Zhang Yi estimated that the telegram from Room A had been sent to Kaifeng. When he arrived at the place, he naturally had to visit the local snakes first.

The head of the Kaifeng Station is Liu Yizhou, who joined the Secret Service in 32 on the recommendation of his old superior, Deputy Director of the Secret Service Zheng Mingyuan. Because he and Dai Chunfeng were classmates in the sixth phase of Huangpu, they were highly trusted.

After working in the Secret Service for a period of time, he was sent to Kaifeng.

In addition to being the chief of the Kaifeng Station, this person also serves as the deputy director of the HEN Provincial Security Department, responsible for monitoring the activities of local motley crews.

Liu Yizhou and Liu Mao'en, a powerful member of the Guo Party who served as HEN provincial chairman, were sworn brothers. With the support of this man and Dai Chunfeng, he prospered in Henan.

After filtering the information from Webmaster Liu in his mind, Zhang Yi winked at Monkey and Qian Xiaosan.

"Let the brothers find hotels to rest separately and gather at the police station after dinner."

"Yes."

The two nodded and raised their top hats. Not far away, seven or eight plainclothes men pretending to be waiting for someone received the signal and immediately blended into the crowd and disappeared.

Zhang Yi then stepped forward to two plainclothes men, showed his ID, and said with a smile:
"I've kept you two brothers waiting for a long time, Zhang Yi from the Operations Department."

"Zhao Changshui, Kaifeng Station Action Team."

"Zhu Zhijia, Kaifeng Station Action Team."

Zhao Changshui and Zhu Zhijia are both in their early thirties, tall and strong, and look shrewd.

Zhao Changshui smiled and said: "Captain Zhang, I have long admired your name. Our Captain Jin Chang He Jin has already set up a banquet at the Kaifeng Guest House to entertain you."

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

Zhang Yi smiled. This guy said "long admiration", but he didn't mean anything about "long admiration". He said to himself, "It seems that my reputation is not loud enough. When will I be able to let the station master respectfully come to pick me up? That will be considered." There are noodles.

"That's right. You are from the headquarters. When you get to the local area, you will be the imperial envoys. All we can do is let you eat and drink well." As he said that, he took the luggage from Zhang Yi and glanced at Monkey and Qian Xiaosan. Passed by and said with a smile:
"There are only three people, Chief Zhang? It's really easy and simple."

"So I need your local help for this business trip."

Zhu Zhijia smiled and said: "Zhong, if you want someone to ask for money, give them money."

"The car is right next to us, shall we leave now?"

"In." Zhang Yi also followed the local customs.

A few people chatted while walking, and soon arrived at two tall Cadillacs on the side of the road. Four strong men in black Zhongshan uniforms stood guard beside them with sinister expressions on their faces.

'Cadillac, such a good car? Zhang Yi was shocked.

Although Dai Chunfeng loves luxury cars, he doesn't dare to show off because of the old man's call for frugality, so he only uses Buick and Dodge every day.

Unexpectedly, when we got to the local area, other people's action teams all used Cadillacs. Sure enough, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and I am the boss.

Henan was successively controlled by the Anhui Clan, the Zhili Clan, the Northwest Army, and the Central Army. After the Central Plains War, there seemed to be no major warlords who ruled Henan. This is because although Henan has unique geographical advantages in terms of culture, economy, and politics, its shortcomings are also obvious. That is, the terrain is flat, and except for western Henan, there is almost no danger to defend. However, there are no big warlords, but there are constant small warlords. Years of war have left Henan people in dire straits and riddled with wounds. A large number of people had to flee this war-torn land and choose to make a living elsewhere.

Henan's finance has always been about demolishing the east wall to make up for the west wall. In addition, the Yellow River Flood Area has been a headache for all dynasties. The lives of ordinary people can be imagined.

Looking at the posture of the action team at this moment, he really didn't know whether to give a grand welcome or to give him a blow.

Zhang Yi understood clearly after thinking about it. They had a Japanese spy under their own rule, but they didn't find it out. However, when someone from Jinling found out about it, they were all disgraced.

Thinking this way, he couldn't help but worry about this trip to Kaifeng.

The Japanese spy hasn't been found yet, and constraints from our own people seem to be coming one after another.

The car drove along and soon arrived at the guest house.

The leader of the action team, Jin Janghyuk, led twenty or thirty secret agents to greet him at the door, with an alarming momentum.

Jin Changhyuk is about thirty years old, with triangular eyes. He is clearly smiling when he looks at people, but he gives people a sinister and cruel feeling.

After a brief greeting, they entered the banquet under the leadership of Jin Changhe.

I saw the gorgeous round table full of famous Henan dishes.

"This is Yu-style Yellow River carp, braised Yellow River carp, steamed, sweet and sour"

"This is carp noodles."

"This is a belly-pulling operation."

"This is Bianjing roast duck."

Everyone sat down according to the guests and hosts. First, the chief of the General Affairs Department introduced the various dishes and delicacies in detail, and then everyone started eating.

Jin Changhyuk arranged a beautiful agent on Zhang Yi's left side, dressed like a student.

She has a pair of big watery eyes, a small cherry mouth, fair skin, a good figure, and a smart mind. Under Jin Changhyuk's suggestion, he frequently toasted to Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi had to pretend to be drunk and went to the toilet several times.

After thirty years of drinking, I heard Jin Changhe say:
"Stationmaster Liu is out on business. He asked me to entertain the brothers from the headquarters."

He stared at Zhang Yi with a pair of deep eyes and said meaningfully:

"Headquarters sent a secret message asking us to help Brother Zhang find the spy, but we don't know the spy's name."

"Japanese spies emerged under the rule.
Although we have always worked conscientiously and have no regrets, we still feel sad. This matter is even more related to the face of Kaifeng Station. If Brother Zhang has any clues, please do not hide them."

"As long as the Japanese spy is caught, it will be a great achievement. When the time comes, the gold and dollars will be indispensable, and the benefits of brothers will be indispensable."

"However, Japanese spies have always been cunning and cunning. I'm afraid the three of them, Zhang and Zhang, are too weak and weak.
Henan is a very troubled place. Brother, please don't do anything you are not responsible for. "

This is a gesture of goodwill, but also a warning and a threat.

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart, but on his face he pretended not to understand what he was saying, and echoed:
"Yes, Japanese spies are hidden and their whereabouts are secretive. It is really difficult to find them. Brother, I am also blind and have no idea where to start, but I have my responsibility."

After a pause, he sipped a cup of hot tea and muttered:
"Brother, although I have a portrait, I can't find any traces of Japanese spies in this huge sea of ​​people. Brother Jin is a local snake. Can you help me introduce the person in charge of the local police station?"

I heard that there is a portrait in which Kim Jang Hyuk's triangular eyes flashed with light.

But when he heard that the police chief was to be recommended, he wondered:

"Although this matter is simple, the chief of police in Kaifeng does not want to show favor to our special service."

Zhang Yi was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

Even if the police chief is not a member of the Secret Service, the Secret Service has the power to supervise and guide it. No matter whether it is life or death, as long as the Secret Service issues an order, whoever does not cooperate honestly will not want to be here.
"By the way, this person's surname is also Zhang. Speaking of which, he is still from Brother Zhang's family. However, this person has worked as a secretary for the provincial chairman and is a member of the Guo Party. He is also well-known among the committee members. He does not give us face at all. .
Forget it, you’ll know when you see him later.”

Jin Changhyuk looked like he was suffering. He was the captain of the Kaifeng Station Action Team and also served as the captain of the police detective team, but he also couldn't express his suffering to his nominal superior, the police chief.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yi met the police chief Zhang.

This person is not from the Secret Service. He has always been disgusted with the Secret Service's involvement in the police station. But on the surface, he does not dare to offend Dai Chunfeng. On the surface, he obeys the arrangements of the Secret Service, but he delays things as long as possible. , never handled.

Zhang Yi and Jin Changhe entered the office. As soon as they entered the room, they could see the tall and bright arched glass windows with the white gauze curtains half-covered, making it appear quiet and private.

There is a brown wool carpet on the mahogany floor, thick dark green curtains, and a black leather sofa, which is full of style. Director Zhang is wearing a high-quality shirt, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is combed meticulously, and he is leaning on the leather chair. daze.

He was in his early forties, with a medium build. His body and demeanor did not look like a soldier at all. Instead, he had a big belly and looked like a big profiteer.

Zhang Yi informed his name. He looked Zhang Yi up and down with half-closed eyes and asked lazily:
"Come from Jinling?"

Zhang Yi frowned and said, "Yes."

"What business do you have?"

Director Zhang still had his eyes half-closed when he spoke, holding a thick cigar in his mouth. He neither smoked nor took it off, as if just to show off.

The cigar stuck to his thick lips, looking a little funny.

This arrogant attitude was extremely disgusting. Zhang Yi suppressed his anger and said in his heart that you are more awesome than Dai Chunfeng.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

He said respectfully:

"The Operations Section of the Secret Service came to Kaifeng on official business to arrest Japanese spies. We hope that Director Zhang can support us and send patrol officers to cooperate with our work."

"Japanese spies?" Director Zhang sneered, "Where did the Japanese spies under my rule come from? That's nonsense."

He took a deep breath from his cigar, puffed out thick smoke, and said impatiently:
"Even if I want to assist you, I have to see the official document sent to me by the Secret Service. Do you understand?"

"You have a hairless mouth, you don't do your job well, you don't know the rules, go, go, go out, I'm still busy."

As he spoke, he waved his hand impatiently.

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart, with a police chief like you, the security of Kaifeng can be imagined...

He said to himself, if I find out that there are Japanese spies or spies in the police station, I must make you, an old guy, look good.

People say that there are two kinds of sorrow in life, one is discouraged and the other is complacent.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt it. He was so ambitious and just wanted to do something big, but there were obstacles everywhere.

So people, you have to rely on yourself at all times.

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(End of this chapter)