My spy diary

Chapter 175: He disappeared (please vote for me)

half an hour ago.

At Jinling Railway Station, a train slowly stopped beside the platform, puffing out steam, and the train's whistle pierced the sky for a long time.

After the train stopped, ticket checking began outside, and passengers began to pour into the gate.

A middle-aged woman carrying a floral cloth bundle walked into the gate along with the flow of people.

She was wearing a fat old floral cloth jacket and a gray cloth turban on her head, and she was walking among the crowd with a calm expression.

She is short in stature, with a protruding forehead, a dark yellow flat face covered with freckles and freckles, a flat nose, two dull eyes, half-open and half-closed, thick lips, and an extremely wide mouth...

When she opened her mouth to speak, several yellow teeth were exposed without any concealment. Anyone who saw this face would not have a good impression.

At this moment, the railway staff checking the tickets couldn't suppress the disgust in their hearts. He glanced at the ticket in her hand and asked her to go away as fast as a fly.

She is none other than "Sakura", a lockpicking expert from Japan's Royal Intelligence Agency.

But she is not. Although Uchiyama Tomiko looks ugly, she looks down on those women who rely on beauty to make a living. She relies on three real unique skills to obtain information.

His eyes were fixed on the woman's extremely ugly face, and he remembered the content of the training class of the Secret Service:

After passing the gate, she turned around and took one last look at Jinling. She vowed that one day she would return here again and open the most mysterious and safest safe in China as quickly as possible.

He looked at the woman against the photo on his ID:
"Are you from Sichuan? What are you doing in Jinling? What are you doing in Shanghai?"

Based on this question alone, Zhang Yi concluded that there was something wrong with this woman.

After coming out of the station, Uchiyama Tomiko was quickly escorted into the car.

"I'm sorry, madam, you may not be able to leave." Zhang Yi showed a trace of ridicule on his face, waved his hand, and said in Japanese:
"Cherry blossoms?"

"Have."

"That's right, any of our Hasazis are good."

When she arrived at the bus door, she had just handed her ID and ticket to a staff member when she saw a smiling young man taking the ID.

Other female spies rely on their stunning, enchanting beauty and body as bait to lure those military and political officials who possess important information, and then easily obtain top-secret information between the sheets.

"Yes." The plainclothes put a hood on her head, put on handcuffs, and escorted her out.

Passengers nearby looked at this scene in astonishment, but no one dared to speak out.

"Very good. I have a suspicious identity. I carry a murder weapon with me. This is enough. Take it away." Zhang Yi waved his hand.

"I went to Qingcheng Mountain last year and took a trip to Pixian County. I also soaked in hot springs in Pixian County. The hot springs in Pixian County are very famous."

"It's not easy to get from Sichuan to Jinling in the chaos of war, especially for a woman like you." Zhang Yi looked at her for a few times and then asked:

Because she is Sakura, Uchiyama Tomiko, the best lockpicking expert in the Japanese Empire.

"Captain, there is no poison on his body or in his mouth, only a hairpin." After the search, the plainclothes officer reported.

Soon, the plainclothesman found a hairpin from her braided hair.

Uchiyama Tomiko said with a smile on her face:

But the woman in front of her was so ugly that it made people shy away from her. Who would care about her identity?

"Oh, really? Pixian County is a good place." Zhang Yi smiled.

"Do you have a guide?"

When the staff saw him, they looked stern and backed away quickly.

Watching all this, Uchiyama Tomiko's expression did not change at all, and she looked at the young man with some restraint and timidity.

Likewise, the more ordinary the appearance of an agent, the better, so as not to attract attention in the crowd...

"Our family is a Doubanjiang maker. I came to Jinling to recommend our Doubanjiang, and now I'm going to Shanghai to see it."

Uchiyama Tomiko was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile on her face:
"Pixian County, I am from Pixian County, Pixian County Douban."

First, she is a language genius. She is proficient in eight foreign languages: English, Russian, German, French, Spanish, Chinese, Korean and Vietnamese. She can also speak fluent Cantonese, Fujian, Hunan and Sichuan.
Second, she is an expert in unlocking and can easily open safes made in Britain, the United States, Russia, France and other countries. This is not bragging, but she has actually sneaked into the consulates of these countries in Japan.
Third, she is a superb makeup artist. Her makeup skills are top-notch, even veteran spies can't see it.
Uchiyama Tomiko appeared on the platform carrying a baggage. When she saw the police patrolling on the platform and some strong-bodied and sinister-looking agents who looked like spies, she felt frightened, but there was no trace of emotion on her face. She looked calmly like a patrol officer. Walked by.

The best way for a person to remain invisible for a long time is to offend everyone around him as much as possible and make everyone hate you and bored with you, so that you are least noticeable.

Uchiyama Tomiko lowered her head slightly and spoke humbly in fluent Sichuan dialect.

The woman hurriedly opened the bag and took out a crumpled envelope from a pile of bottles and jars. Inside was a piece of paper that looked like an official document, with dense signatures and seals on it, and mottled marks.

In order to prevent the vicious prisoner from escaping, the most vicious method was to wear shoes with thumbtacks on the inside and the shoelaces were tied tightly so that one of his feet could not touch the ground to prevent him from escaping.

However, the Secret Service has its own routine for escorting and transporting prisoners. They rarely use handcuffs or anklets when escorting by train or car. However, in order not to attract the attention of others or to be rescued by the prisoner's accomplices, they will simply put on makeup to cover the prisoner's face, making it difficult to recognize him at a glance. come out.

Zhang Yi looked at it for a few times, returned the envelope to the other party, switched to Sichuan dialect, and asked casually:
"Ms. Huang, where are you from in Sichuan?"

Although Uchiyama Chimiko pretended to be confused, in the next second several wolf-like plainclothes men pounced on her, controlled her, and began a quick body search.

Zhang Yi took her ID card and turned it over. The seal was indeed genuine, and it was affixed with the photo first and then stamped. It was not a forgery.

Of course, this is not over yet. She is a master at picking locks. Not to mention that the handcuffs from the Secret Service have no effect on her. If she accidentally escapes, it will be a joke.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but sneer. Pixian County is most famous for Douban, but when it comes to hot springs, the most famous one these days is Mount Emei. After all, this is where Chang and his wife went.

It looks like iron on the outside, ordinary, but in fact it is a steel wire. When you pull out the core of the hairpin, it shines with cold light and is soaked in venom. It is clearly a murder weapon.

"Your name is Huang Yanlin?"

Under this operation, the prisoner can only walk with one foot held hostage by the agents. Let alone escape, even if he accidentally touches it and the thumbtack stabs the sole of his foot, blood will flow.
Consulate of Japan in Jinling.

The atmosphere in the conference room was depressed and anxious.

The Consul General, Suma, was sitting on his knees at the top with a sullen expression. He was holding a white towel in his hand and was wiping the blood on his samurai sword, which was left by Sanada Taketa after he committed suicide.

While wiping the blood on the knife, Suma glanced gloomily at the subordinates kneeling below.

No one dared to speak at this moment, everyone was on pins and needles.

"Trash, even if you raise a dog, you still have to listen to it. What's the use of so many people? I don't think you need to do any work. Go to Manchuria and fight guerrillas with the Anti-Japanese Alliance."

"Everyone has read the telegram sent from China just now. This is the first time that I have been reprimanded by the diplomatic department, the military and the royal family at the same time...

This matter cannot end just because of Sanada Tamaki. The most important task now is to rescue people. Otherwise, everyone will stop working and go to the front line. "

"I'm speechless, why is no one speaking?" Faced with Suma's question, no one of the subordinates kneeling on either side dared to stand up and say anything...

Sanada's blood hasn't dried up yet. At this time, no one dares to take the initiative. Whoever takes the initiative first, if he says something wrong, he might become the damn one who takes the lead.

Suma had been sitting in the position of the Consulate General for several years, so he was naturally not a vegetarian. His cold face gradually changed, and a sinister smile spread across his face.

He directly ordered:
"Okamoto-kun, you are the deputy consul general and are responsible for intelligence work. Can you tell me how to solve this matter?"

Okamoto Issaku had a dark complexion and was quite old. He looked a little frail as a thin and small person. He glanced at Suma and spoke in a slow and gentle tone:

"I don't have any ideas for the time being. It all depends on the consul."

Suma glanced at this person indifferently, snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at the person kneeling at the end.

"Takeji Hirota, what do you have in mind?"

This man was in his early twenties, had a sinister look on his face, and had always been ambitious. He was Suma's confidant and had just been promoted to military attaché to take over Sanada Taketa's job.

Takeji Hirota glanced at the deputy consul general with disdain. He smiled coldly, stood up from his seat, and said respectfully:

"Senior, why don't we follow the old story of Zangben."

As soon as these words came out, the air in the entire conference room instantly condensed. Because the matter of hiding the book has always been a taboo for the consulate, and also a taboo for Suma.

On June 34, 6, Hideaki Kuramoto, the deputy consul of the Jinling Consulate, disappeared inexplicably. The Japanese used the "Kuramoto disappearance case" to continuously put pressure and provocation on China, threatening that the Japanese Marines would land on the coast of Jinling and directly enter the city to search. Sino-Japanese relations More nervous.

At this moment, all the troops near Jinling have been transferred to Jiangxi to suppress bandits. Jinling City is basically an empty city...

In the face of typical diplomatic blackmail, the national authorities responded hastily, showing panic, nervousness and helplessness. Afterwards, they blindly catered to Japan's cunning and sophistry, with a weak attitude, which further fueled Japan's arrogance.

The person responsible for handling this matter was Wang Chuanhai, the executive president in charge of foreign affairs. Faced with the sudden change of face of his usually "good gay friend" Suma, Wang felt like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

Since September 18th, Japan has been eyeing the mainland of China, and the dark cloud of war has been hanging over its head...

What happens at this moment is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. The Japanese are sharpening their swords. The warships on the Yangtze River have arrived near Xiaguan, Jinling. The war is about to break out, and the storm is about to come.

At this time, it was Zhan Changlin who had just entered the Japanese Consulate for two months and made a contribution...

According to what he saw at the consulate, this so-called Zangben was actually a Korean. He moved his family to Japan very early and later became a Japanese diplomat...

On the night of his disappearance, Zhan Changlin saw with his own eyes that this man took the consulate's car out of the city and headed towards the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

After receiving the news, the Secret Service and the Jinling Police Department immediately found a depressed and unkempt Zangben near the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

After hearing this, someone often felt very pleased and secretly rejoiced, writing in his diary:
"With this treasure, there is no threat from Japanese pirates, so we can temporarily avoid disaster. This is a sign that God will bless China."

The Japanese were in an extremely embarrassed state because the Japanese media had confirmed that Kuramoto had been killed by the Chinese a long time ago. Why did a dead man suddenly appear again?
Suma and his good friend Wang Chuanhai explained, falsely saying:

"The doubts in the past have been cleared away, and the relations between the two countries are getting better."

He explained that it was because Kuramoto suffered a nervous breakdown that he got lost.

Wang, who sent away his good friend and had a humble attitude towards Japan, could not conceal his excitement after luckily surviving the crisis. He boasted:
"This is my greatest responsibility to the country in the past few years, and it is also my greatest contribution to the country."

Simply shameless.

After Kuramoto was taken back, he was immediately "protected" by the Japanese and was not allowed to contact the outside world. Later, this person was escorted back to Japan and disappeared from the world. He truly became "disappeared".

His matter has also become taboo for the Japanese and the consulate.

In fact, everyone in the consulate knew that the reason why Kuramoto ran away was because he wanted to commit suicide...

It's not depression or neurological problems, but he is a Korean and is from the diplomatic department. Although his boss Suma is the consul general, he is from the military department, so Kuramoto has always been inferior to Suma and is often criticized. After being severely punished and humiliated, he had the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.
At this moment, Takeshi Hirota's old story was brought up again, and everyone was frightened. They bowed their heads and said nothing, waiting for Hirota to be punished by Suma.

But what surprised everyone was that Suma became very excited after hearing this...

The Kuramoto incident cannot provoke further aggression against China, which has always made many people regret and sigh, including Suma.

Within seven years from 1930 to 1936, a series of terrorist attacks occurred in Japan. Many senior officials who promoted political parties internally and promoted international coordination externally were killed. The weakness of the rulers and their appeasement and connivance of terrorist attacks further contributed to the The arrogance of the radical officers...

Although several mutinies all failed, the Army completely took control of the real power, and they were extremely eager to use war to plunder all the resources they needed.

"Immediately sign an appointment letter, advance the date, and say that Uchiyama Tomiko is a staff member of our Consulate in Japan. She disappeared today."

"In addition, prepare the radio station immediately and I will report to the country."

Suma ordered as he walked to the phone and called his "good friend" Wang Chuanhai.

"Brother Zhaoming, no, Dean Wang, on behalf of the Consulate General of Japan in Jinling, I would like to give you a verbal note that Tomiko Uchiyama, a staff member of the Consulate General of the Empire of Japan, disappeared today..."

Wang Chuanhai was currently in his office discussing with his confidential secretary Huang Jun what happened after Chang's return from Chang'an. When he heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. This was a repeat of the past.

His face was dull, he slumped down on the chair, and the phone fell to the ground with a "pop".

Huang Jun next to him was also panicked and asked quickly:

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, what happened?"

He asked several times in a row before Wang came back to his senses from his trance, explained the matter again, and urged:
"Quick, call me and send a report to Mr. Chang immediately. He can't hide in Chang'an for a while."

Huang Jun nodded in agreement, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Sir, this matter must be related to the recent capture of Japanese spies by the Secret Service. These spies are all thieves with well-developed limbs and simple minds. They don't understand national affairs, but they don't understand Mr.'s hard work."

"Mr. Chang is far away in Chang'an. Water from afar cannot quench his thirst nearby. This matter requires Mr. Chang's strategizing. In his old age, why not cut the knot quickly and let the Secret Service release him immediately?
Otherwise, if the Japanese troops come to the city, you and I will be the sinners of the country and history. "

"Has the person really been arrested by the Secret Service?" Wang Quanhai asked sharply.

"Nine times out of ten, especially since there is a man named Zhang Yi in the Secret Service. This person..." Huang Jun's eyebrows flashed and he added more fuel and jealousy, directly describing Zhang Yi as a heinous sinner.

"This kind of agent only cares about personal gain and has no regard for national affairs. This kind of person really deserves to be killed. I suggest that we send someone to arrest him now."

Wang Chuanhai nodded repeatedly, then hesitated and asked:

"No matter who we send, we can't mobilize the military police."

"Sir, it's just a few spies. Why do we need military police? Your guards are enough."

"Well, I'll leave this to Brother Qiuyue." Wang Chuanhai held Huang Jun's hand, his face full of sincerity.

"Don't worry, sir, we'll wait for the good news." Huang Jun said with a firm look on his face.

Soon, a heavily armed guard under the leadership of Huang Jun rushed towards the spy group with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)