My spy diary

Chapter 193 Hunting (asking for monthly ticket)

It was late at night, and in the lonely night, the bank building was completely plunged into darkness.

The lights in the surrounding homes were almost all turned off, except for one window of the bakery, which was still lit with a faint light.

From time to time, there were clinking sounds in the darkness, and the excavation work continued.

Zhang Yi sat in a chair and closed his eyes to receive today's intelligence.

[Congratulations, you have successfully killed the mid-fielder and gained 3000 experience points. The current experience point is 5000. ]

[Congratulations, your experience value has reached 5000, you can upgrade, do you want to upgrade? ]

【Yes】

[Host: Zhang Yi LV3 (0/10000)]

[Comprehensive ability: 85]

【Fighting: 83】

[Firearms: 80]

【Driving: 88】

【.】

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You killed Nakano today and obtained relevant information. Jinshi, the leader of the Bronze Warrior Team, is known by the alias Zhang Shihui. His real name is Miki Ryota. He is a senior spy of the Japanese Special High Section. His hidden identity is the deputy chief of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Jinling Police Department.]

Zhang Yi shook his head. This is what they call "searching for something everywhere but still not finding it, finally finding it without any effort."

There is a saying that small shadows hide in the wild, medium shadows hide in the city, and big shadows hide in the court. This "Golden Lion" is another guy lurking within the Guo Party.

But Zhang Yi didn't care about that. He wondered why he had to kill Zhong Ye to get this information, instead of just seeing someone in the past. Could it be that the conditions for triggering advanced intelligence were different? Did he have to kill the NPC to get it?

This is a new exploration direction for the intelligence system, and he needs to take some time to kill a few NPCs to try it out.

[2. You met with Mizutani Hiromi today and obtained relevant intelligence. The "Fox Hunt" mission failed. The Special High Section has sent people to Jinling and was ordered to carry out the "Shadow Plan."]

Shadow Project?

[3. You have been to Bank Street today and obtained relevant information. Due to the impact of the war, the legal currency will further depreciate and the price of gold will continue to rise.]

Zhang Yi was quite speechless. His impression was that the legal currency seemed to have remained strong for more than a year and then began to decline.

In those days, 100 francs could buy a cow. In a few years, tens of thousands of francs could buy an egg in the morning, but in the afternoon they might only be enough to buy a box of matches.

Faced with the increasingly tight constraints on territory and population and stagnant income, the Nationalist government could only think of speeding up the issuance of currency as a financial means to cope with the huge military expenditures of the war.

Printing billions of dollars at a time, a chaotic financial system, and finally leading to vicious inflation. Some historians believe that the collapse of the financial system was a key reason for the final defeat of the Kovacs. Without knowing the full picture, I will not comment on it, but a glimpse of the whole picture can tell the whole story.
[4. You have been to Nichizheng Bank today and obtained relevant information. The Japanese spy Sato Toshiaki is watching you from the opposite side.]

Sato Toshiaki? Someone is watching me?

Zhang Yi's heart sank and he looked outside through the gaps in the newspaper on the glass that blocked the light.

On that dark night, under the cold moonlight, the residential building opposite was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

He thought for a while, looked at the incandescent light bulb wrapped in newspaper on the ceiling of the bakery, and suddenly said:

“Stop digging.”

"Captain, I estimate there is still more than three meters to go. If we make a little more effort, we should be able to dig it through by daybreak." The monkey was puzzled.

Zhang Yi shook his head without explaining, pointed to the back wall of the bakery, and said without question:
"Let them come up and open a small door here."

Then he called Qian Xiaosan over and whispered a few words to him, then picked up the phone on the counter and dialed a number.

In the room opposite the bakery, a plainclothes officer named Chang Wu stood in front of the window. He opened a corner of the curtain with his hand and looked out through the gap.

Following his gaze, I saw that the lights in the bakery across the street suddenly went out.

He quickly said to Sato Toshiaki, who was lying on a chair with his eyes closed:
"Major, lights out, something's happening."

Sato Toshiaki jumped up, took the telescope and stared into the darkness for a few seconds, then looked at his watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning. He sneered:
"Either they got the address book or they are tired and resting. Now is the time when they are most tired. Take action."

His gloomy face looked eerie and terrifying under the dim light. He smiled cruelly and said:

"Call immediately and have everyone come together. Remember, I don't care if the others live or die, but I want to interrogate Zhang Yi alive. I want to interrogate him personally."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight people in the room, including Sato Toshiaki, immediately took out their pistols and loaded them with bullets.

Several people opened the door quietly and came to the stairwell.

A plainclothes officer turned on a flashlight and covered the lamp head with a net-like object. The light of the flashlight instantly illuminated the narrow stairs.

With the help of the light from the flashlight, several people staggered down in the darkness and walked down the stairs quickly and silently.

After leaving the corridor, they hid their bodies along the walls in the darkness. At this time, they saw a dozen plainclothes officers gathering on both sides of the residential building.

Sato Toshiaki smiled triumphantly and waved his hand. Three plainclothes officers crouched down and carefully crossed the road in the moonlight and came to the bakery where the light had been emitted before.

A Japanese plainclothes officer approached the door lock and listened for a few seconds, then quickly shone a flashlight on the door lock, turned off the flashlight, and quickly took out a piece of wire from his trouser pocket, inserted the wire into the keyhole, moved it up and down a few times, and then turned the door handle, and the door was pushed open silently in an instant.
Three men tiptoed in with guns in hand. After waiting for a long time and seeing no movement, one of them quickly turned on a flashlight and saw that the huge bakery was empty. All the equipment and furniture were there, and the ground was covered with excavated construction waste.

Several people cursed softly and finally climbed over the garbage pile that was like a small mountain. They saw a huge hole on the ground. A plainclothes officer tried to throw a stone down, and it made a dull echo, but no one was there.

"Baka." A plainclothes officer said angrily:

"Search. We have surveillance at the front door. There's no back door in a bakery. They must be hiding inside the bank."

"You go into the tunnel to search, I will report to the major." A plainclothes officer returned immediately.

Soon, Sato Toshiaki led a large group of people into the bakery. He asked murderously:

"Did everyone run away? What about inside the tunnel?"

"Major, the tunnel has not been dug through at all."

"So they discovered us?"

"Maybe they ran away before we arrived."

"Baga, can someone just disappear out of thin air right under our noses?"

"Maybe they had already retreated before the lights went out."

"Search, don't miss a single detail."

Several flashlights flashed in the darkness, and soon someone reported: "Major, the Chinese are too cunning. The bread-making machines in the house are all hot. They replaced the fuses with low-power filaments. Over time, the fuses will burn out and the whole house will lose power."

"Baga, did you accidentally expose your tracks?" Sato Toshiaki grabbed a plainclothes officer and looked extremely ugly.

This person was none other than the Golden Lion Miki Ryota who was hiding in the police station. He shook his head and said:

"Our agents have just evacuated. The Chinese won't find out so early."

"Have I been exposed?" Sato Toshiaki snorted coldly and pushed Miki Ryota away roughly. The latter bumped into the wall covered with newspapers. With a hiss, a big hole appeared on the wall.

Ryouta Miki seemed to have encountered a "time and space channel" and half of his body fell outside.

"What is this?" Sato Toshiaki stepped forward and pulled down the newspaper on the wall, revealing a gap half a person's height. He leaned out half of his body to take a look. It was a pitch-black night, and everything around him was dark. The night seemed like a giant beast with a bloody mouth that would swallow him up at any time.

Sato Toshiaki's face twisted. In the dark night, he seemed to see Zhang Yi, a face that looked just like his, hiding in some silent corner and laughing at him.

He had imagined various ways to kill the Chinese agent, but he never expected that the Chinese agent would escape right under his nose.

So where are they now, will they?
Sato Toshiaki suddenly realized that something was wrong. Could that cunning Zhang Yi be setting up some tricks?

Yes, trick. If there was a trick here, they would be like birds in a cage in the bakery right now.

His expression changed for a while, and he said while moving carefully:
"retreat."

However, at this moment, there were only a few rapid car brake sounds, then a gunshot rang out across the sky, followed by continuous gunfire.

The military police and plainclothes officers armed with submachine guns fired a round of shots, and more than a dozen Japanese plainclothes officers who were caught off guard fell to the ground wailing and bleeding.

The Japanese plainclothes officers were shouting and running in panic, firing back and running towards the bakery.

The military police and plainclothes officers did not pursue immediately. Instead, they took sandbags from the truck and used them to block the exits on both sides of the main road. They also set up a checkpoint at the end of the main road with several guns pointed into the distance.

Snipers were also in position on top of tall buildings, aiming their rifles at the street.

Sato Toshiaki quickly dodged to the side, and heard the screams and groans coming from all around him. He crawled forward, shouting with lingering fear:

"Break out quickly."

If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, he would have been beaten into a hedgehog by now.

As soon as the gun was fired, the Japanese plainclothes officers in the house rushed to the door. However, the sniper in the distance fired rows of bullets mercilessly. The few people running in front felt a chill on their necks and fell to the ground.

The Japanese plainclothes officers behind were tripped by the bodies of their companions and screamed in pain.

Unable to break out, they could only find cover in the dark to fight back, but at this time they saw several grenades flying in.

With a few loud bangs, the earth shook, flames shot up into the sky, and the huge impact force knocked many people to the ground.

Sato Toshiaki pushed away a corpse that was pressing on him, wiped the blood off his face, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

He stared at the corpses around him and the huge sea of ​​fire in front of him. He picked up his pistol in frustration and was about to fight back when suddenly several flashlight beams shone in.

He had no choice but to crawl on the ground and pretend to be dead again. Sato Toshiaki was in a state of confusion. He laughed bitterly, thinking that his previous confidence seemed like a joke at this moment.

"No, that's not true. How could I, Sato Toshiaki, fail?"

Sato's eyes were ferocious as he felt the metal barrel of the gun that was warm from his body temperature. Hearing the footsteps of Chinese plainclothes searchers approaching, he seized the opportunity and suddenly jumped up from the ground, pulling the trigger at the men in front of him.

After a few interlaced gunshots, several people fell down. Sato covered his bleeding shoulder and glanced at the bodies on the ground. A gleam of fanaticism flashed in his eyes. He shouted in Chinese:
"There is still one alive here, who killed several of our brothers."

As he said this, he covered his shoulder and slowly walked out of the store.

A flashlight shone on his face, and the man in police uniform asked in surprise:
"Section Chief Zhang, are you injured?"

"Hey, I was hit by a stray bullet during the search just now. Come and help me up."

Sato's eyes flickered as he watched the man quickly step forward. A hint of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth as he slowly put away his pistol.

Just as the plainclothes officer approached, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the man's neck with lightning speed. The man looked at him in disbelief and slowly fell down.

Sato smiled grimly, rubbed the wound on his shoulder with gritted teeth, grabbed a handful of ash from the ground and smeared it on his face, then walked out the door again.

"Password?"

As soon as he stepped out of the bakery, he saw more than a dozen flashlights shining on his face. Sato was stunned. What was the password?
"The password is"

As Sato spoke, he moved forward and reached for the pistol in his arms. But before he could reach the gun, with a bang, a bullet silently pierced his heart. His body shook and fell backwards.

Several plainclothes officers quickly stepped forward, pointing their guns at him. One of them felt his nostrils and found that he was still breathing faintly.

"Hey, why does this guy look a bit like the section chief? Did you notice?" A plainclothes officer kicked him twice.

"No way?" Another person took out a handkerchief, wiped Sato's face, and exclaimed: "It's true!"

"Didn't I hear the chief say he has a brother or something like that?"

"Shut up, trouble comes from the mouth, why don't you report it."

After a while, Zhang Yi, who had received the report, came to Sato Toshiaki.

He looked at the Japanese plainclothes officer who looked almost exactly like him and sneered, thinking that this was the so-called Shadow Plan. The Japanese really put a lot of effort into it...

What a pity to send such a loser here...

Zhang Yi looked at Sato, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and chest, his chest heaving violently as he gasped, with viciousness flashing in his sinister eyes. He sneered, raised his pistol without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.

Bang, Sato Toshiaki died.

……

Early the next morning.

In the office of the Chief of the Operations Department, Wang Xinheng was making a phone call with a proud look on his face.

"Reporting to the Director, during the operation to capture Japanese spies, Section Chief Zhang was fearless and commanded with confidence. In this operation, a total of 32 Japanese spies were killed, and all the hidden spies planted by the Japanese Special High Section in Nanjing were completely eliminated."

"Yes, a detailed report will be sent soon."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xinheng said contentedly:
"Yun Yi, well done. The director will personally hold a celebration banquet for you when he returns. Haha."

Then he said with a fascinated look: "What a pity, not to mention the cash in Japanese banks, the gold is not a small amount, but it's a pity that we can only look at it but not touch it!"

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "One day, sooner or later, we will blow up their bank."

……

(To conduct an investigation, those who want to go undercover in Japan will be deducted as 1, and those who continue to work in the secret service will be deducted as 2...)
(End of this chapter)