My spy diary

Chapter 166 Ending (please vote for me)

In the early morning, just after dawn, Wang Guiwu was still lying in bed, and the phone on the bedside table rang.

Before he could make any move, his wife had already nervously reached out and reached over Wang Guiwu's body to pick up the phone. Then the phone only rang a few times and then went quiet again.

Like all women who are not confident in their marriage, the wife asked angrily:

"Which vixen called me so early in the morning?"

"The psychosis must be Corey's." Wang Guiwu muttered and prepared to get up.

No useful evidence was found, and the wife seemed a little disappointed and muttered:
"Wang Guiwu, I don't care how many women you have outside, it's best not to be seen by me.
You think I'm not as good as those gorgeous girls outside, but son, you should always have some snacks. Other people's children go to kindergartens run by the British. What does our son say? "

"I know, I'm looking for a relationship." Wang Guiwu said perfunctorily while getting dressed.

After getting dressed, he went to the study. There was a switchboard installed at home, and the phones in every room were connected. He picked up the phone and dialed the central telephone office. When he learned that the call was coming from a public phone, he already knew it.

He opened the safe in the study. Except for small yellow croakers and cash, it was all filled with sulfa.

He took a small suitcase, stuffed the sulfa into the small suitcase, then locked the safe, picked up the suitcase and left.

Outside, his wife was already having breakfast with the nanny who was holding her four-year-old son. Wang Guiwu ate a fried dough stick and said:

"I won't go home for lunch."

Then he kissed his son, got up and went out.

There was a brand new black Chevrolet car parked outside. He got in the car, the servant opened the iron gate of the yard, and the car sped away. In the rearview mirror, his wife was holding her son and waving.

Wang Guiwu smiled, and then his expression darkened.

Ever since he got married with Liu Zhi's concubine, his life has been like a mess. Not only did the Japanese get the handle and secretly threaten him for information, the concubine's brother, a land hooligan, also came to him and asked him to provide sulfonamides. , who knows who he sold the sulfonamide to, 80% of it ended up in the hands of the Red Party.

Once someone discovers it, it's a matter of losing one's head.

Wang Guiwu thought irritably, and suddenly two cars rushed out, one after another, and hit him in the middle.

Four plainclothes men got out of the car and pointed their black guns at him through the car window.

"Who are you?" Wang Guiwu scolded, his hand already on the holster of his armed belt.

"Major Wang's son is very cute."

With just one sentence, Wang Guiwu gave up resistance and asked with a stern look: "Are you from the third major?"

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. The people in the Political Training Department have always been like uncles to boss around the three departments, and the three departments can only keep low and do small things. They are indeed good at running the Operations Secret Service, but when it comes to office politics, then It’s not enough. How could they have the courage to point a gun at themselves?

What a rebellion?

Several plainclothes men sneered without saying a word, and handed over his gun directly. After searching him, they put a black cloth bag over his head and escorted him directly to the car.

When the hood was taken off again, Wang Guiwu had been taken to an interrogation room.

The moment the hood was lifted, his eyes had to be closed due to the stimulation of the bright light. Then, he slowly opened his eyes, squinting and trying to observe the surrounding environment.

Directly above the interrogation room, there was a table, with a young man drinking tea sitting behind it, and next to him was a pre-trial person who was taking notes at the moment.

The tea drinker waved his hand, and a plainclothes man stepped forward to move the light away. Only then did Wang Guiwu see that there was another person sitting behind the interrogation table. He looked stained with blood. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Wang Sang, do you still remember me? "

"beggar?!"

Wang Guiwu squinted his eyes and looked at it for a few times, and wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked by the towel, making it impossible to speak.

He was shocked. How could a Japanese spy appear in the interrogation room? Looking at his miserable appearance, could something have happened?
The young man drinking tea put down his tea cup and said leisurely:

"Major Wang, I didn't expect that graduates from Huangpu would also become traitors and become the dogs of the Japanese."

The young man waved his hand to untie Wang Guiwu's mouth, "Are you going to say it now, or after the torture?"

Wang Guiwu knew that the Dongchuang Incident had happened. He was sweating all over, his lips were trembling, and he still scratched his neck and said:
"I want to see our section chief, and I want to see Director He. You are not qualified to interrogate me."

"Qualifications? Haha, I'm not from the Operations and Operations Section 3. Let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Yi, a spy from the Operations Section of the Secret Service."

Zhang Yi waved his hand in disgust: "Let's torture him, and bring his family along with him."

Two plainclothes men came forward and dragged him towards the gleaming instrument of torture. A look of panic flashed across Wang Guiwu's face, and he immediately said in a trembling voice:

"I said, I am willing to confess."

"It turns out it's also an embroidered pillow." Zhang Yi waved his hand and asked someone to drag him back again.

"I am not a traitor and I did not give any military intelligence."

"Are you never going to give it or the Japanese didn't ask for it? And what's the matter with the sulfonamides in your car? That's a controlled substance."

"The man in the sulfa camp is not secretly doing some side business. I am just reselling sulfa. They are reselling arms. Who is poaching the country?"

"Laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps."

Zhang Yi sneered, Wang Guiwu was telling the truth. The more serious the national crisis, the more people would have fun, get drunk, and want to forget everything and numb themselves in the feasting and feasting.

And it's from top to bottom. In short, this country is rotten at its roots.

Everyone claims to believe in some doctrine, but in fact they neither believe in doctrine nor are they patriotic. The only doctrine they believe in is the doctrine of promotion and wealth.

But Romain Rolland said that there is only one true heroism in the world, which is to still love it after recognizing the truth of life.

You can't let others die and you should die too, right?

"Who else knows about you and Chairman Liu's aunt? How did the Japanese know about it?"

"This. It should be. No, it must be Fang Jian'an. Only he knows about this matter. He must have leaked it to the Japanese." Wang Guiwu suddenly became excited.

Fang Jian'an is the chief of the telecommunications section of the Office of Appeasement. "What's your relationship with him?"

"He is my brother-in-law and brother-in-law, as they say in the countryside."

"Really?" Zhang Yi thought, this Fang Jian'an was a Japanese spy, codenamed Mu Mu, and then leaked his brother-in-law's secrets to the Japanese, using coercion and inducement to drag him into the water.

This is the same as those who engage in pyramid schemes. They start with relatives and friends around them. Because they are familiar with and understand each other, and because they trust them, they are not very defensive.
"You have a good brother-in-law!"

After leaving the interrogation room, I heard the report from Houhui: "Commander, Chen Erdong has been recruited."

He said and handed over an interrogation record.

Zhang Yi sighed, there are often two types of spies, one is an embroidered pillow, who confesses everything before entering the interrogation room, and the other is a man with steel and iron bones, who will say nothing even if the bones are broken.

But the vast majority of people could not withstand the torture. This "Chen Erdong" interrogated him continuously for a whole night, committing suicide by biting his tongue and pretending to be a traitor again, but finally gave in.

Zhang Yi looked at the interrogation records and found that except for a new college student reporter, the editor-in-chief, editors, artists, and reporters of this "China Morning News" turned out to be Japanese spies.
"What are you waiting for? Arrest them and let the people from Kaifeng station go."

"In addition, compile the interrogation records of Oda Nanabu."

Zhang Yi gave an order to tie Station Commander Liu into the chariot first, and then go to meet the pig-headed commander.

Office of Appeasement.

From the door to the conference room, there were armed guards standing guard all the way, and the atmosphere was serious.

The atmosphere in the conference room was even more solemn.

Director Liu Zhiliu looked majestic in his general uniform, but his face was not that good-looking.

He quickly flipped through the interrogation records, his expression getting increasingly ugly:

"So my telecommunications director Fang Jian'an is a Japanese spy? And this Wang Guiwu"

Director Liu scratched his balding hair and gritted his teeth to the man who cuckolded him:

"This man is not only a traitor, but he also sells sulfonamides, is he red?"

Stationmaster Liu of Kaifeng Station glanced at Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi pretended not to notice and lowered his head while flipping through the documents. Stationmaster Liu had no choice but to say:

"The sulfa only passed through your brother-in-law. No, it flowed to the black market through Zhou Baosen, a land gangster. I don't know who exactly ended up in the hands."

"Huh." Director Liu's fat face trembled stiffly, he snorted coldly, closed the interrogation record, and said with a gloomy face:
"Let's put aside the collusion between insiders and Japanese spies for now."

He glanced at the adjutant behind him: "Go and find them. I want to interrogate them personally."

Watching the adjutant go out, Director Liu said again:

"What's wrong with this female spy of Oda's level who implicated 16 senior officials of the party and state at once? Are all the people under my rule useless? Does your Secret Service have any conclusive evidence?"

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart and said respectfully: "The criminal is locked up in the interrogation room. Director Liu, if you don't believe it, you can try it again. I have already reported this matter to Boss Dai. He said that everything is up to you." ”

"Hmph, stop talking about Dai Yunong. When I was fighting on the front line, he was still a prostitute in Shanghai. If he hadn't met the principal at the stock exchange, he wouldn't be where he is today. I will definitely interrogate the prisoner personally."

The conference room fell into silence.

At this time, Director Liu's adjutant came back. He saluted respectfully and said:

"Commander, Fang Jian'an committed suicide in his office with a guilty conscience."

"Really?" Director Liu shook his head and said angrily:

"Have a good death. How could a scum like Fang Jian'an sneak into a place as important as the Appeasement Office? Why does he seek refuge with the Japanese? For money?"

The adjutant agreed: "That should be the case, but this man has always been hypocritical and good at acting, which is why he deceived the commander."

"Yeah, it's all my fault for not paying attention and being deceived by the villain."

He pondered and said: "The negotiations with the Japanese have just ended. Don't provoke them anymore at this time. The captured Japanese spies will be sent directly to prison."

He glanced at Station Master Liu and Zhang Yi and said, "This matter is over here. I will discuss the specific matters with Dai Yunong."

He picked up the tea cup and said, "Send guests off."

Stationmaster Liu and Zhang Yi looked at each other and had no choice but to say goodbye and leave.

When the conference room was empty, Director Liu looked at the adjutant worriedly.

The adjutant whispered: "I have sent people to the home of the third aunt and Zhou Baosen, and we will make them disappear tonight."

Liu Zhi nodded with satisfaction, opened the file again, and asked, "Where are these dozen people?"

The adjutant thought for a while and said:
"The crisp autumn air is perfect for traveling. Everyone has been working hard recently. Why don't the chairman organize an autumn outing and invite some cultural celebrities to attend. This can also be regarded as a cultural exchange event.
It not only reflects the chairman's concern for subordinates, but also promotes our country, the Central Plains."

Director Liu's eyebrows flashed, showing some interest, and he waited patiently for the next step.

The adjutant continued: "On the return trip, you can put the dozen or so people on the list in a big car, modify the brakes and steering wheels of the car in advance, and then find a local driver to accompany them. Let’s go to the West together.”

Director Liu smiled with satisfaction: "That's good. The car accident was also an accident. No one can say anything. When the time comes, their memorial service will be arranged to be more grand and I will attend it in person."

This is officialdom. Everything is based on interests and exchange is a means. What we seek is to maximize our own interests, and we can do whatever it takes to do so.

A few words have already determined the future life and death of more than a dozen people.

Director Liu was indeed strategizing and winning from thousands of miles away.

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(End of this chapter)