My spy diary

Chapter 174: Alarming the Snake (please vote for me)

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Huang Jun today and obtained relevant information. Huang Jun went to Tangshan Hot Spring Guest House tonight and met the waiter Liao Yaquan. Liao Yaquan's real name is Nanzo Yunzi, a special spy of the Japanese Super High School. 】

Huang Jun? Nanzao Yunzi? Special spy? This is a big fish.

Tangshan Hot Spring Guest House was built in Tangshan Town, which belongs to Jiangning County and is located outside the Zhongshan Gate of Jinling. This area has undulating terrain and numerous hot springs. It is a place where important party members escape from the summer and recuperate.

The guest house was funded and built by the Kuomintang Military Command. Many military generals and senior officials often held secret military meetings here.

The waiters in the Tangshan Hot Spring Guest House are all young beauties. Every festival or holiday, the place is full of singing and dancing, and the garden is full of spring scenery, attracting many military and political officials from the Fruit Party to flock there.
Of course, they don't just go on vacation and relax, they also do some romantic and casual things in their spare time.

Liao Yaquan is good at singing and dancing, and is a leader among waiters. Her main job is to accompany senior officials of the Fruit Party to sing, dance and have fun.

With his outstanding appearance and social skills, he quickly became famous and became the target of many high-ranking officials.

It’s not like no one has responded to Liao Yaquan’s question, but Dai Chunfeng was noncommittal…

Firstly, Dai Chunfeng often goes to the hot spring guest house and is no stranger to this famous beauty. Secondly, there are many high-ranking officials of the Fruit Party who are close to this woman. Once she is dealt with, trouble will ensue.

Why she was dealt with later was because she not only colluded with Huang Jun to steal confidential military information, but also wanted to assassinate Chang. Chang became furious and started investigating.
This is just like Chang later ordered the military commander to assassinate Wang Chunhai many times. Does he really hate Wang Chunhai? Wrong, that’s because with Wang’s flag, the Japanese can support Wang in establishing a puppet government and will never negotiate with Chang again.
[2. You met Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant information—Dai Chunfeng sent Yang Wei, chief of the military section of the Secret Service, to disguise himself as a businessman and sneak into Baota Mountain for investigation. 】

Yang Wei? Zhang Yi only knew that this person was from Yuzhou Shangcheng and graduated from the fourth phase of Huangpu, but he had never interacted with him. What was Dai Chunfeng's conspiracy in sending this person to Baota Mountain?

Contact the shadow?
It can be seen from Dai Chunfeng's secret sneaking back to Jinling that no one can match his scheming and cunning, so this matter can only be left to the people over at Pagoda Mountain for investigation.

On a quiet night, only the moonlight shines on the road, bringing a touch of peace to the world.

Zhang Yi calmed down his emotions, carefully observed the movements around him, walked through several alleys, and then got into a car parked on the roadside and left.

When he got home, without waiting for a rest, he immediately packed up some of the money he had collected recently and went out again to drive away.

Half an hour later, he parked the car on the side of a familiar road and glanced at the bookstore where Wang Naiqi was. The whole street was quiet, without a trace of light coming out.

He cautiously came to the door, knocked on the closed window, put down the things and information, and immediately hid in the corner. He secretly watched Wang Naiqi poke his head out and take the things in, and then left with confidence.

Returning to the spy stock again, Zhang Yi took out the information passed by Zhan Changlin, thought for a moment, and called the monkey to ask:
"Lin Wenfu, that is, Nakano Teruo haven't confessed yet?"

"This guy is a diehard." Monkey shook his head.

"I have tried all kinds of punishments, including electrocution. Every time he said he was willing to confess, but once the electrocution was stopped to give him a chance to breathe, he would immediately change his story."

"Where are they now?"

"He passed out three times. The doctor gave him saline solution and kept him alive. He is now being held in a temporary detention center nearby."

"Detention center?" Zhang Yi thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said:
"Bring Lin Youcai, Ichiro Koyama, out of prison."

As far as interrogation is concerned, there are two types of people I fear the most. One is a chatterbox, because he talks nonsense and speaks seriously. If you don’t verify some things, you can’t tell the truth from the lies. He will lead you to the rhythm and it will be wasted. time.

The other is like Teruo Nakano, who doesn't speak at all, let alone confess.

Interrogation, interrogation, interrogation is about the heart. Those who can understand the art of interrogation are all very profound. People have weaknesses. Some reactions are physiological, and some reactions are psychological. A few words from experienced interrogators. Words can break down the suspect's psychology.

Torture sometimes does not produce the desired results.

This is Zhang Yi's weakness, so he can only find another way.

Nakano Teruo was lying on a pile of moldy and damp straw. At this moment, his forehead was burning hot, his cheeks were red, and his body was covered from head to toe with scars from torture, stained with blood, and some serious wounds had begun to fester and become inflamed. Know you are infected.

If you cannot take anti-inflammatory injections or take anti-inflammatory drugs, you will probably have a high fever and die soon.

In the fit of unconsciousness, he touched his dry belly. He had not eaten for two days.

A bowl of rice and a bowl of water were placed outside the iron fence, but he did not move at all.

No matter how hungry he is, he cannot eat Chinese food. Eating means showing weakness and surrender.

Lying not far from him were two other Japanese, Shinichi Kobayashi who once disguised himself as "Lao Yang" and Ichiro Oda as "Liu Yanming".

The two persuaded: "Nakano-kun, it's better to eat something. Only by eating something can you have the strength to fight against the Chinese people."

Although both of them spoke fluent Japanese, Nakano didn't trust anyone in an unfamiliar environment.

He didn't know whether these two people were being held here without confessing, or whether they had turned into shameful traitors. He just smiled contemptuously when he heard this.

At this moment, he tried his best to stay awake, and his thoughts returned to Japan, to the small village where the cherry blossoms were blooming.

There was his docile and virtuous wife, as well as his childish and lovely daughter and son. They were running around chasing butterflies, with innocent and romantic laughter ringing in their ears.

If death was close at hand, he would have loved to have been able to return to his wife and children, even if it was only for a moment.

At this time, the cell door opened with a clang.

Two sinister plainclothes men dragged a scarred prisoner in.

His hair was unkempt, his clothes were in tatters, his body was covered with marks from whips and branding irons, and he had heavy shackles on his hands and feet, looking like he had been tortured.

The plainclothes man threw him directly into the prison, sneered twice and left.

The prisoner was furious and lay on the ground motionless for a long time. When the others thought he was dead, he suddenly moved and lay on the haystack moaning.

Out of sympathy, Shinichi Kobayashi and Ichiro Oda immediately came up to check his wounds and wanted to help him lean against the wall to make him more comfortable.

However, the prisoner didn't know where he got the strength. He suddenly stood up and pushed the two men away fiercely, cursing:
"Baga, go away, you Chinese, don't think you can deceive my trust by pretending to be someone from the Japanese Empire. I won't say anything."

The prisoner looked like he didn't believe anyone. He moved tremblingly to the corner, lay down on the straw and panted. After a while, he started singing a tune from his hometown, and he started to cry sadly while singing.

Influenced by him, Kobayashi Shinichi and Oda Ichiro also became excited. They beat the rhythm with their hands and sang while shaking their heads. There were tears in their eyes and their voices became trembling and hoarse.

After the song ended, the prisoner suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Shinichi Kobayashi and Ichiro Oda suspiciously:
"Are you also a soldier of the empire?"

They both nodded.

The prisoner asked their names and introduced himself as Ichiro Koyama. He looked at the two of them and sneered:
"Are you really soldiers of the empire? Judging from their temperament and behavior, they have the qualities of agents of our Empire of Japan. However, don't think that just because you can speak a few words in Japanese, you can pretend to be soldiers of the empire."

Kobayashi Shinichi and Oda Ichiro immediately refuted this. In order to prove that they were truly Japanese, they began to talk about the scenery, specialties, food, and people in their hometown.
The three chatted happily for a while and gradually gained trust. Although a specially trained agent can speak fluent Japanese, people who have never been there will never be able to grasp Japan's products, scenery, and even local minor songs. of.

This is like a Japanese spy, no matter how clever he is, he can pretend to be Chinese and speak Chinese. The easiest way is to pretend to be Northeastern or Shandong people. Mandarin can be learned, but it is extremely difficult for them to learn the local dialect.

Seeing the lively conversation among several people, even Nakano Teruo, who had been silent all this time, now let go of the guard and hostility in his eyes.

But he knows one thing very well. Sometimes, it is the absence of any flaws that is the biggest flaw. In the secret service, one can only remain suspicious of everyone at all times.

Because as long as you relax even a little bit, you may fall into the abyss.

So he didn't make a sound, pretended to sleep, and silently listened to the conversation of several people.

At this time, Xiaolin Shinichi asked:

"Little Tiger, how were you arrested?"

Upon hearing this, Koyama Ichiro's expression suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"They're all that China agent named Zhang Yi."

"If I can get out, I must kill this person. This person is an extremely dangerous guy." These words aroused the hatred of Kobayashi Shinichi and Oda Ichiro.

"Yes, one day we will escape and eliminate all the agents in China.
Regardless of whether they are from the Secret Service or the Red Party, we will destroy anyone who blocks our progress."

At this time, the footsteps of patrolling guards sounded outside the cell, and the three of them fell silent at the same time.

In the office, Zhang Yi wore headphones and listened to the conversation of several people. He smiled slightly and sent Ichiro Koyama in. Naturally, he staged a "bitter meat trick".

This is a common tactic used by the Secret Service against prisoners who remain silent.

Such "prisoners" are often pushed into the cells of die-hard elements late at night. After entering, they lie on the ground and groan. Out of sympathy, the inmates will often take care of the newcomer immediately, and he will often pretend not to trust others. look.

After a few days, and gradually gaining the trust of others, he would deliberately pretend to be very mysterious, and while the guards were away, he would quietly tell others: Take out the note I hid in the soles of my shoes or elsewhere and destroy it.

The identity of an agent with intelligence on his body is undoubtedly very important, and it is easier to arouse the sympathy and special care of other people. He can use this opportunity to obtain information from other people.

Of course, in order to make the "Bitter Meat Scheme" look realistic, it often takes several days or even ten days and a half.

During this period, this "important criminal" deliberately refused to eat or drink. Even if others tried to persuade him, he would just eat a little and lie down directly, looking worried, waiting for the person who took care of him to ask questions.

Silent all night.

At noon the next day, Zhang Yi received information from Zhan Changlin again. Taketa Sanada, the military attaché of the embassy, ​​purchased a train ticket from Jinling to Shanghai at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Yi also had this information, but not as detailed as Zhan Changlin.

He immediately analyzed that the train ticket should have been bought by the other party for the so-called lockpicking expert "Sakura". The traitors bribed by the Japanese spies were arrested one after another. At this moment, she has lost the conditions to commit the crime and is about to evacuate.

what to do? They must arrest people, but if the Secret Service openly goes to the train station to arrest people, once "Sakura" is arrested, the Japanese Consulate will definitely suspect that it has leaked intelligence internally, which will undoubtedly put Zhan Changlin in a dangerous situation.
Zhang Yi was in trouble for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yi had an idea. He called the monkey and asked:
"What is Taketa Sanada doing now?"

"He first went back to the embassy from the train station, and then went out to the Hito Sho Japanese Food Store."

"This is Mr. Wang Sangwang playing his role again." Zhang Yi sneered and whispered a few words to the monkey, who followed the order and left.

Sanada Taketa is tall and lanky with an elegant temperament. He wears a black windbreaker with a well-tailored suit underneath.

After coming out of the Japanese food store, he pressed the top hat on his head and walked slowly...

Suddenly his expression froze, and he took advantage of the opportunity of wrapping his scarf to stop and carefully observe his surroundings.

Two vendors setting up stalls appeared not far from him, and they appeared suddenly. They were not there before he entered the store.

The sudden appearance of two hawkers made Sanada's nerves tense. He thought angrily, are the Chinese agents going to die? Do you even dare to spy on him, a military attaché of the embassy?
Even if they engage in espionage activities, do they dare to arrest them?

Aren't you afraid of the protests from the Japanese consulate and the raging anger of the empire?
With this thought in mind, Sanada strolled over to the vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes.

"Bring me a warm piece." Sanada ordered, deliberately handing out a large-denomination bill.

The vendor took out a piece of sweet potato wrapped in oil paper and handed it to him. When he took the money to make change, he opened the change box next to it, which was full of brand-new banknotes.

Sanada sneered. How could a vendor eat hundreds of rice dishes with brand-new banknotes? The sweet potato seller must be fake. This further confirmed his suspicion.

He calmly took the sweet potato and ate it while walking, scanning the crowds around the road with his peripheral vision. At this glance, Sanada was shocked. He was in a trance. It seemed that everyone on the street was ignoring him, but Everyone seemed to be observing him again.

His nerves were as tense as a bowstring, and the small radar in his mind automatically entered the search state. But after walking for a long time, everyone seemed to be monitoring him, and he could not find a clear target at all.

He avoided it carefully and fearfully. Even though he felt that he was a military attache of the embassy, ​​the Chinese agents could not do anything to him...

But once he is followed and monitored, he will completely lose his freedom in the future. Not only will he no longer be able to lead other spy teams, he may have to leave the embassy in despair. Therefore, even after many battles, Sanada felt so scared and panicked for the first time. .

Sanada walked through the crowd in a daze, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He knew that at this moment he could either get rid of the monitor's tracking immediately, or return to the embassy immediately and report the emergency.
However, at the moment when he was slightly distracted, a man with a lowered hat and a raised collar suddenly walked towards him. When he passed by Sanada, he seemed to bump into his shoulder unintentionally.

Sanada was shocked and looked at the man with his peripheral vision, but he was too tightly dressed and lowered the brim of his hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Sanada didn't have time to think too much and immediately walked forward. At this time, he heard a sharp whistle.

Two patrolmen in cotton-padded clothes ran out from the crowd. They grabbed the man just now and yelled:
"Zhao San, take it out."

The man chuckled and took out a wallet from his sleeve. Sanada saw that the wallet clearly belonged to him, and he didn't know how the other party took it away.

At this time, two patrolmen drove the thief up, took the wallet and asked:
"Sir, is this yours?"

Sanada nodded.

"Sir, please come with us to the police station and make a record."

Sanada wanted to refuse, but at the moment the ID he was carrying was "Mr. Wang", but he couldn't put on the airs of an embassy attaché, and the patrol policeman's tone was kind, but his attitude could not refuse. There were people watching the excitement around, so Sanada had no choice but to agree. Come down.

After more than an hour of interrogation, correction, and verification at the police station, Sanada tiredly came out of the police station holding his wallet.

As soon as he went out, he saw the vendor selling sweet potatoes and candied haws appeared across the road.

Sanada was furious. These Chinese agents followed him all the way here like dog skin plaster...

At this moment, he walked forward without concealment and smiled mockingly at the sweet potato vendor:
"From the Secret Service? Your cover-up skills are too poor. Go back and tell Dai Chunfeng that you don't need to follow me anymore. Even if you catch evidence that I am a spy, do you dare to arrest me?"

As he spoke, he smiled proudly and walked away amidst the stunned expression of the vendor.

Returning to the embassy proudly, Taketa Sanada was notified that the consul had summoned him.

He immediately rushed to Consul Officer Suma's office. Just as he was about to announce how he had just teased the Chinese agents, he saw several other people in the office standing with their heads bowed. There was an atmosphere of frustration and anxiety in the office.

Sanada's heart sank and he quickly stood up.

I saw Suma standing in front of the window with a gloomy face. Seeing him come in, he asked sharply:
"Sanada-kun, what did you do this afternoon?"

"For your information, Mr. Consul, my subordinate went to a Japanese restaurant for dinner in the afternoon and found that he was being followed by Chinese agents. I fought with them in a battle of wits and courage."

"Baga." Suma interrupted him directly, stepped forward and slapped his face several times:

"Trash, what kind of battle of wits and courage? Why didn't you call back to report that you were being followed by Chinese agents?"

"Senior, I originally wanted to report something, but then something happened."

"Asshole, what could be more important than being a senior agent of the Empire? Do you know that because of your mistake, Sakura, the Empire's most outstanding lockpicking expert, was just arrested at the train station?"

"This is impossible!" Sanada's face was full of disbelief, and he quickly described his trip today and what he encountered.

"Idiot, the Chinese agents must have been monitoring you for a long time. From the moment you went to buy the train ticket, they deliberately leaked the truth in order to alert the snake. Then they arranged for thieves to patrol and take you to the police station in order to delay and let you go. You don’t have time to tip off the news.”

"When Sakura is arrested, someone needs to take responsibility." Suma looked out the window attentively and said quietly:

"Major Sanada, you are fully responsible."

As he spoke, he took out the samurai sword enshrined on the wall of the office and said coldly: "You can do whatever you want."

As soon as these words came out, the air in the office seemed to condense.

Sanada felt a chill all over his body, but he didn't dare to resist, and his expression turned gloomy. He took the katana respectfully and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

(End of this chapter)