My spy diary

Chapter 172: Activate undercover (please vote for me)

With the spoiler gone, the atmosphere in the conference room became more pleasant.

Zhang Yi briefly reported the case.

When Deputy Director Zheng heard this, he also felt that the case was serious. His fair and round face immediately darkened, he groped his chin, thought for a moment, and said slowly:

"Since we are all our own people, I will get straight to the point. Now that the committee member and Mr. Dai are away, Dean Wang has another order. To be honest, I am under a lot of pressure.
But now that the evidence is conclusive, no one can say anything. Our secret service adheres to the will of the commission and is only responsible to the leader. It is related to the safety of the secret room of the attendant's room. There is no need to be careless. Arrangements are made now to arrest people. "

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Xinheng:

"Does Deputy Section Chief Wang have any comments?"

Wang Xinheng said expressionlessly: "It all depends on the deputy director."

"Okay, this matter is settled. I will personally direct the arrest." Zheng Mingyuan slapped the table, looking a little excited. Dai Chunfeng was not here, so he could finally show off his skills.

Wang Xinheng and Zhang Yi looked at each other, feeling a little helpless and funny. Isn't it a bit overkill for a deputy director to take action personally?
Yang Zhiang, the section chief of the secret room of the Attendant's Room, is a short, middle-aged man wearing glasses, about thirty years old. He looks very strict, wearing a lieutenant colonel's military uniform, with the disciplinary buttons fastened meticulously.

At this moment, he came to the secret room with a bunch of keys, picked one out, and opened an iron door.

Pushing open the iron door, I saw the confidential officer of the secret room sitting in front of rows of filing cabinets. There were registers on the table in front of him. Not far behind the table was the door of the safe.

"Section Chief." Seeing Yang Zhiang, the confidential officer immediately stood up and saluted.

"Bring out these pieces of information." Yang Zhiang handed over a note.

The confidential officer took a look and found that everything was within the scope of Yang Zhiang's authority. He didn't ask what the information was used for. He held up the note and searched according to the picture, and quickly found the corresponding safe.

Yang Zhiang took the lead and took out a special key and inserted it into the door of the safe. The confidential officer also took out a key and inserted two keys. The heavy door of the safe finally opened, and what came into view were rows of densely packed safes. cabinet.

"Chief Yang, please wait."

As soon as the door opened, the confidential officer turned around and entered the room. According to the rules, Yang Zhiang was not allowed in. He waited outside the door politely.

He saw the confidential officer found the safe and was gently turning the roulette lock on the safe with his hand. He had no intention of paying attention to this at the moment...

He looked around cautiously, took out the ink pad from his trouser pocket, quickly took out the key of the confidential person on the door and rubbed the shape, then inserted the key back in without saying a word.

He stood at the door and watched the confidential officer open the safe, and glanced at several tall cabinets behind the safe, where top-secret information and code books were placed...

But only the director of the attendant's room knew the password there. It was said that the safes were imported from Germany. I just didn't know how the Japanese used to open them, but that was none of his business.

According to the agreement, he was only responsible for opening the first and second doors to save time for the Japanese locksmith experts.

The confidential officer came over with the documents, locked the door again, and handed the documents to Yang Zhiang:
"Chief Yang, please sign here."

Yang Zhiang asked while signing the register:
"Is Xiao Hu on duty tonight?"

"Yes."

"Okay, you and he need to do a good job of handing over the job. The committee members are gone and people are panicking everywhere, but our work cannot be messed up. Everything must be in accordance with the regulations."

"Yes." The confidential officer saluted respectfully.

Yang Zhiang left the confidentiality room and returned to the office through the long corridor.

He carefully took out the ink pad in his trouser pocket, checked it, and carefully put it away. He thought that as long as he handed the thing to the Japanese, he would get one hundred thousand US dollars, and he couldn't help but laugh happily.

He picked up the phone and was about to make a call, but hesitated, put down the phone, picked up a briefcase, and walked out the door.

The guard room is usually heavily guarded because the guard chief Chang Xiaoxian and Wang Shihe (one was beaten to death and the other was later dismissed) went to Chang'an and were detained, so the people who stayed behind were all lazy, and the military police outside also treated him. Turn a blind eye.

Yang Zhiang walked out of the gate smoothly, reached out to stop a rickshaw, and said:
"Wenfu Clinic."

"Okay, sit down."

The rickshaw agreed, ran a certain distance, and suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? Why don't you leave?" Yang Zhiang looked at him suspiciously and scolded him. The coachman didn't answer, but just smiled strangely.

Before Yang Zhiang could make a move, two strong men like wolves and tigers rushed out from behind the car and controlled him directly.

Breeze Hotel.

A woman with exquisite makeup appeared at the door of the hotel. She was wearing a pink windbreaker, high heels, and a tight waist, which made her figure look exquisite.

At this moment, she took out the currently fashionable "blackjack" chewing gum from the bag she carried with her, put it in her mouth, and walked up the stairs while chewing it.

When she arrived at the door of 203, she reached into the mezzanine of the bag and touched a pistol, a syringe, and handcuffs.
Without missing anything, she pulled the mesh curtain on her felt hat to hide her face and knocked on the door of the room.

After just one knock, the door opened and the room was dark. She was about to walk in when a pair of big hands suddenly pulled her over and hugged her suddenly.

Accompanied by the rough movements, rapid and hot breaths were sprayed on her face.

She was wrapped up in these big hands and pushed to the bed staggeringly. The owner of the big hands pounced on her neck like a beast in heat and started to bite her neck.

"Baby, you miss me so much."

The woman suppressed the disgust in her heart, sneered, reached into the bag, took out the syringe, and stabbed the man's neck hard.

The man was stunned for a moment, looking up at her in disbelief. Then as the potion continued to advance, the man felt like the world was spinning, and he fell limply on top of her.

The woman pushed him away in disgust, put handcuffs on him, then walked to the window, opened the curtains, and gestured to a few pedestrians pretending to be wandering on the street.

Soon several people arrived in the room, put a hood on the man and dragged him out. "Pa", the woman lit up a cigarette, and a beautiful and cold face was revealed in the light. She was Zhu Meilan, a beautiful spy from the Secret Service.

At this moment, she smiled sarcastically. Although she was a spy and had done a lot of seducing men, that was a mission. She really couldn't figure it out. Are all men so promising? Monkey was so anxious about something about his lower body that he sold his soul and didn't even know who he was going to sleep with.
What a waste.
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trial room.

Zheng Mingyuan looked at the two arrested traitors, Lin Kequan and Yang Zhiang, and smiled proudly.

Zhang Yi and Wang Xinheng smiled helplessly. According to their plan, this matter should not be triggered, and they would follow Yang Zhiang's next actions to catch all the big fish behind him.

But Deputy Director Zheng is a little afraid of wolves and tigers behind him. He said, "It is always satisfying to be satisfied with things, and a person has nothing to ask for." He is already satisfied at this moment.

At this moment Tang Heng, the assistant agent of the Secret Service, also came. He held a telegram and said with a smile:

"Today, Deputy Commander Zhang held a farewell reception in Chang'an. Tomorrow, the commissioner and Mr. Dai will go to Luoyang first. The commissioner will take a break and Mr. Dai will come back directly."

"Brother Yaoquan was so quick that he made such a big contribution before Brother Yunong came back."

Tang Heng always looks gentle in appearance. He wears a pair of myopic glasses, has a thin face, and speaks softly, just like a big girl.

He always has a faint smile and is calm at all times. On the surface, you can neither tell that he is a soldier nor that he is a cruel spy.

He likes to insist on his personal opinions when dealing with problems, and is extremely stubborn. He will not end things until others agree with his opinions.

Even when faced with Dai Chunfeng, who is often angry, he still looks the same. He calls himself "soft and strong".

This person is a well-known conspirator in the Secret Service. Dai Chunfeng sometimes asks him for advice when encountering problems. Everyone secretly calls this person "Zhi Duoxing".

Zheng Mingyuan couldn't hear the sarcasm in his words, so he said calmly:

"Brother Naijian has given you too much credit. When Mr. Dai left, he entrusted me with the work of the Secret Service. Naturally, it is my duty to do so."

"Brother Naijian isn't drinking tea in the office, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"Of course I heard the deputy director show off his skills, so I came here to observe and learn. You won't mind, right?"

As he spoke, he passed by Zheng Mingyuan and looked at Wang Xinheng and Zhang Yi.

"Brother Xinheng is an old friend. Is this Section Chief Zhang Yi? Haha, I heard Liu Kui talk about it. He is indeed a talented person."

As he spoke, he patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"They are all the capable people of our Secret Service. Although I was appointed to assist Brother Yunong in the Secret Service and am just a helper, I care about talents the most. We should have more contacts in the future."

"Yes, I am in a humble position and listen to my superiors."

Zhang Yi humbly agreed, but in his heart he was a little disapproving...

When Dai Chunfeng comes back, the organizational structure of the Secret Service will be adjusted soon. The deputy director will serve as the chief secretary, and then he will be replaced by Mao Qiwu, the deputy chief secretary and acting chief secretary, who returns from Chang'an. Zheng Mingyuan can only serve in the Military Command Department, while Tang Henghui serves as the leader of the Sixth Group of the Attendant Room and is responsible for intelligence gathering. He is swinging between the Central Command and the Military Command. What are the benefits of having frequent contacts with you?

Zheng Mingyuan saw that Tang Heng was winning over people here, and he snorted displeasedly:
"Since Brother Naijian is here, let's listen to the interrogation together. Others say that you are a wise man. I will also listen to your opinions today."

It was said to be an interrogation, but in fact there was nothing to interrogate. Two traitors, who had been dragged into the water because of money and beauty, entered the interrogation room of the Secret Service and confessed neatly before being tortured.

"Although these two people are in key positions, they are small roles. They have never even seen the lock-picking experts sent by the Japanese. Why should Brother Yaoquan be in such a hurry for success? Why not use his tricks to catch them all." Tang Heng finished listening to the interrogation. Just complained.

"Where is the secret room in the Attendant's Room? If the Japanese have any conspiracy, who will be responsible for the losses?" Zheng Mingyuan retorted depressingly.

"This is just right. It has defeated the Japanese conspiracy, caught the moth, and has not caused any losses. Even if the committee members know about it, they will be happy."

He snorted coldly, stood up and said: "Everyone has worked hard. When the commissioner and Mr. Dai come back, I will naturally report the truth and show my merit for you."

As he spoke, he picked up the document, flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.

Tang Heng sneered: "How can you succeed if you are as timid as a mouse? People with different paths will not work together."

After that, he left.

Watching the two people leave, Wang Xinheng rubbed his brows tiredly and sighed:
"In this world, there seem to be thousands of ways to live, but in the final analysis there are only two, being a person and doing things, but it is so difficult to do something these days..."

"When something good happens, everyone rushes to grab it. When there is trouble, everyone hides away. The benefits are all your own, and the responsibilities are everyone else's."

What can Zhang Yineng say? Everything can't be as everyone wants, but only if you have a clear conscience.

Just listen to Wang Xinheng continue to say:
"Things that are easy to do are definitely not important, and things that are important are definitely not easy to do. But only by doing important things can people become important."

"Then how do you judge what is important?" Zhang Yi asked humbly.

"Actually, there are only two clues. One is that the organization urgently needs it, and the other is that it can reach many people." Wang Xinheng changed the subject and asked:

“What do you think about Japan’s so-called lock picking experts?”

Zhang Yi thought: "According to the confessions of Japanese spies and traitors, they have never seen this person. This person should contact the Japanese consulate directly. If you want to find him, you must follow Taketa Sanada, the military attache who monitors the consulate."
But once this person is arrested, he will definitely be strongly protested by the Japanese consulate.”

"Yes." Wang Xinheng sighed:
"It takes a lot of effort to catch a traitor and spy, let alone the military attaché at the consulate, but"

He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he said:

"We can also use undercover agents, but this requires Boss Dai's consent."

Zhang Yi immediately thought that the so-called undercover must be a Class A agent from the Secret Service who broke into the consulate.

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(End of this chapter)