My spy diary

Chapter 200: Get there first (ask for monthly ticket)

"Now that we know the targets and time of the Japanese bombing, we can ambush nearby in advance and capture the suspicious elements directly, or monitor and track the targets. Not only Wu Mei, but also the hidden mole will reveal its fox tail."

"In addition, we can cooperate with the air force and air defense forces to ambush in advance and fight a war of annihilation."

"Good, wonderful!" In the office, after listening to Zhang Yi and He Zhiyuan's report, Dai Chunfeng, who originally had a gloomy face, immediately praised them repeatedly.

"You are too kind, Director. I am only good at talking about military strategy on paper. I have only a vague idea of ​​how the air force sets up an ambush or how the anti-aircraft artillery regiment destroys the enemy."

Dai Chunfeng raised a smile, looked at Mao Qiwu and asked:

"What did the Telecommunications Department say?"

"Director, the cryptography experts from the Telecommunications Department have cracked the code again using Deputy Section Chief Zhang's method and have confirmed that there are no problems with the intelligence."

"As long as the intelligence is correct, everything will be fine." Dai Chunfeng nodded.

"Our anti-aircraft guns were imported from Germany that year. The maximum range is 12,000 feet. The Japanese planes don't know this. Besides, at night, the enemy can be seen. The Japanese army flies at low altitude and carries out indiscriminate bombing. As long as we prepare in advance, we can definitely take the initiative like the August 13 air battle and make the arrogant Japanese planes never return."

"I will report to the chairman now." Dai Chunfeng slapped the table and stood up and said:
"Since you have made up your mind, don't just talk about it. You must find this Wumei and Mole for me tonight."

"Yes."

Coming out of Honggong Temple, He Zhiyuan seemed very happy. He talked freely:

"Brother, I never thought of this. This is what they say: you can only learn from books and never know the real truth by doing it yourself!
Those nerds in the telecommunications department are arrogant and often complicate simple things. Now that you have stepped in, and Virgo approves, you will definitely get it done tonight...

With you in charge of the Operations Department, I can rest assured and enjoy a peaceful life at home."

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart when he heard these insincere words.

People in officialdom have no choice but to act accordingly. Not to mention taking the power on their own initiative, no one will take the initiative to push power away. Only when one has power in hand can one direct the country's affairs.

He Zhiyuan keeps saying things like he can rest easy and enjoy a peaceful life, but if you really believe him, that would be hell.

People who are involved in the officialdom and workplace and are at the center of power often have a habit. To put it bluntly, they can't stand loneliness, or they can't sit still.

Usually busy with official duties, reports from subordinates, and endless phone calls, he always complains that he is too busy and has no private time. He can't wait to enjoy his free time.

But once he really took a break and had nothing to do for a day or two, no one came to him to report on their work, and no one asked for instructions, and he felt very uncomfortable inside.

Those who have tasted the wine of power hate the most that the official position is not high enough, the power is not great enough, and therefore they do not voluntarily give up their power.

Zhang Yi said humbly, "Section Chief, you are too kind. I am just a young man who only knows how to charge into battle. I can't even manage a small spy unit, let alone the section. There are so many things to do in the section, and I still need you to take the helm."

"Haha, Deputy Section Chief Zhang, don't underestimate yourself." He Zhiyuan laughed.

"Although Lao Wang has left, our operations department has added a powerful general like you, which is even better than before.
Go ahead, catch this so-called black plum as soon as possible, and then I will book a table at the Central Hotel for you to celebrate and get together with your colleagues. "

"Thank you very much, Chief." Zhang Yi saluted, got in the car and left.

He Zhiyuan watched his figure disappearing into the distance, smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The Dahua Spinning Mill was sparsely populated at night. Zhang Yi and others lay in ambush in the shadows of a secluded place, carefully observing the surrounding environment and any suspicious people that might appear at any time.

The dark streets were deserted, with only the occasional barking of dogs and the howling of wild cats in heat.

Zhang Yi glanced at his watch. It was already nine thirty. If the Japanese planes were going to bomb at ten o'clock, they might have taken off by now.

Logically speaking, Wu Mei, who was the traitor and fired the flare, should have appeared by now.

He crawled in the haystack and waited patiently. He really wanted to know who this cunning Wu Mei was.

Not long after, a few crisp bell sounds were heard, and a black shadow moved quickly towards them from a distance. It looked like a stumbling bicycle.

"Hush!" Zhang Yi made a gesture to silence the crowd and waved his hand to let all the plainclothes officers behind him ambush.

In the darkness, the bicycle passed by in the moonlight, and it seemed that it had no intention of staying near the spinning mill. The sound of the bell gradually faded away.

"Chief, judging from her figure and hairstyle, she should be a woman."

"What kind of woman is so brave as to ride out on a bike in the middle of the night?"

"Maybe they are the employees of the power plant. Some of them work the night shift. The buses and trams can't get here, so they can only walk besides riding scooters."

"Chief, do you want to follow and take a look?"

"No, if he is the target, he will definitely come back. We just need to monitor the surrounding area and tell everyone to be careful. The target may be at the investigation site."

"Yes."

Time passed minute by minute, and just as Zhang Yi had expected, the woman on the bicycle returned again. This time she rode very slowly, and finally she stopped the bike under a tree.

In the darkness, she took something that looked like a box from the back of her bicycle, squatted down on the side of the road, and imitated the meow of a cat.

A moment later, a series of sparse sounds were heard in the grass, and a few wild cats ran over to explore.

The woman seemed to take out food or something from the box. The cats watched warily for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of the food and walked over.

If someone who didn't know the inside story saw this scene, they would think that this woman had a deep love.

While feeding the cat, she stood up, lit a cigarette and started smoking. In the light of the match, she glanced at the watch on her wrist, looked around vigilantly, and quietly looked at the night sky as heavy as lead gray under the bleak moonlight.

Suddenly, a shrill air raid sirens sounded in the distance, followed by the faint roar of airplanes.

At this time, the woman moved. She squatted down, drove away the wild cats that were surrounding her, took out a flare from the box, and pulled the safety rope.

Suddenly, with a bang, the flare rose rapidly into the sky, and huge colorful sparks bloomed in the air, like flowers scattered by a fairy, flickering and extremely gorgeous, as if decorating the night sky into a world of flowers.

As the flare exploded, a huge roar of an airplane was heard in the sky.

The woman quickly rode her study bike into the darkness.

Zhang Yi was waiting for this moment. He waved his hand and the plainclothes officers who were lying in ambush around him immediately rushed forward.

"Bang" With the sound of a gunshot and a burst of running and shouting, the arrest was successfully completed.

Zhang Yi waited for a while, and the target was dragged in front of him. Under the flashlight, just a glance at her, Zhang Yi already felt that this woman was not simple.

Although her hair was disheveled and there was a slap mark on her face, she was not a young girl. Although her clothes were ordinary, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm, and her manners and temperament were gentle, which was totally inconsistent with her clothes.

Could he also be an agent trained by the Special High Police?

"name?"

"Zhang Mei, who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

"Occupation, what are you doing here so late at night? Also, why did you send out a flare just now?"

The woman looked aggrieved and innocent: "I am an employee of the power plant. I just went to deliver dinner to my husband. What flare? I don't know what you are talking about."

"You still dare to quibble when you are about to die?"

Snap! Qian Xiaosan pulled her hair and slapped her again.

Zhang Yi sneered, shone the flashlight on her, and said sarcastically:

"One side of your shoes is worn thin and frayed. It is indeed because you ride your bike for a long time. You can't afford to buy new shoes. Maybe your family is not well off. You can use excuses to cover it up...

But your fingers are so white, tender and long, and your five fingers are slightly curled inwards. You must be either a pianist or a typist.
Of course you don't play the piano. You have calluses on your thumb and index finger, which are the characteristics of a typist. Well, you also have calluses on the inside of your joints. You can also argue that they are caused by grinding with a pen, but no matter how much the pen is ground, the calluses are always on the left. They can't be in the middle, right?

Haha, so you are a professional radio operator, Wu Mei, am I right?"

When Zhang Yi called out her code name, the woman's expression became extremely unnatural. She curled up her hands unconsciously, sneered, and resisted silently, looking up at the sky.

"Are you still waiting for the Japanese planes? Haha, they are coming, but they can't get here. Not only can they not come here, but they may never come back."

The woman was very surprised when she heard Zhang Yi's words. She subconsciously retorted: "Impossible."

But seeing that the plainclothes officers looked at her with disdain, her expression changed and she said viciously:
"What's the point of arresting me? When the plane drops a bomb, we will all die, and all of you will be buried with me."

"Shut her stinky mouth and take her back to be severely punished."

Zhang Yi had lost his patience. He glanced at the gray sky, where planes roared and the sound of anti-aircraft guns could be heard faintly...

Then he turned his gaze to the dark grass in the distance. He always felt that someone was secretly watching him.

Who was it? Was it Wu Mei's accomplice, a killer sent by the Japanese to silence her, or someone else from the secret service?
Spy shares.

After half an hour of continuous torture, "Zhang Mei" was beaten to pieces but she only confessed that her last name was Wu and her code name was "Wumei", and she remained silent about everything else.

Qian Xiaosan threw the bloody iron whip to the ground and said angrily:
"Chief, I suggest that she be given electric shock or water torture. This woman is very stubborn and ordinary punishments will not work on her at all."

"No need." Zhang Yi shook his head.

"Wumei" has been captured for an hour. If she cannot go home immediately, her accomplices will become suspicious and will surely escape. It will not be so easy to catch him then.

But they only found an ID card with the name "Zhang Mei" on her, which was a fake, and now even her real address cannot be found.

But now that she admitted that her surname was Wu, things became much easier. With a surname, it would be much easier to find her even among millions of vast household registration records.

Even if there are people with the same name or surname, they can be extracted and checked using portraits.

An hour later, the phone in the interrogation room rang.

"Wumei" - The identity of Wu Mei was finally revealed. This woman was a mathematics teacher at Jinling University. She had a husband named Zou Yingcai, who studied in Japan in his early years and is now Chang's Japanese teacher.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yi was speechless. How come all the traitors and villains came from Chang's side?

Is it these people's problem or Chang's problem? It's worth pondering!
"Okay, gather everyone and set off immediately, the destination is No. 123 Confucius Temple.

Zou Yingcai should be at home now. He lives with his sixty-year-old mother. The number of servants and bodyguards is unknown. Everyone must be careful. It would be best to find a way to lure him out and subdue him directly, and then search his home."

"Yes."

After giving the order, Zhang Yi immediately led his men to the scene.

In the dark night, the car sped along and finally stopped far away on the side of the road. In the distance, a two-story villa emitted a faint light.

Zhang Yi was just about to push open the car door and get out when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He slowly lowered the car window and glanced forward and backward, only to see three cars parked on the side of the road.

Even if Wu Mei's family is very extravagant, they don't need three cars, right?

Zhang Yi looked again and saw two empty rickshaws running past on the street. The rickshaw driver, pretending to wipe his sweat with a towel, glanced at him casually.

"Get out of the car, load your gun, and be on guard."

Realizing something was wrong, Zhang Yi was startled. He got out of the car with a gun in hand and saw two plainclothes officers wearing top hats and smoking, poking their heads out from the corner of the building, and then shrinking back.

'Who are these people? They are definitely not Wu Mei's accomplices. Could it be that the Japanese bombing failed and sent people to silence them? Or? '

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi waved his hand and said:
"Act immediately. No matter who they are, surrender your weapons immediately. If anyone dares to resist, shoot them dead."

"Yes." The plainclothes officers answered and rushed towards the two-story building together.

As soon as Zhang Yi and others arrived at the door, they saw two plainclothes men in Zhongshan suits coming out. Before they could say anything, the plainclothes men from the spy gang pointed guns at their heads, and everyone rushed in.

However, at this moment, two gunshots were heard from inside the house, followed by a heart-wrenching roar:

"Mother, mother."

Then there were two more gunshots and an unbridled sneer.

Zhang Yi led his men into the room where the gunshots occurred, only to see a woman dressed as a servant or nanny lying in a pool of blood. Next to her lay a graceful old lady, who had been shot in the forehead. She was staring with her eyes wide open, having died with her eyes open.

Next to the old lady, a middle-aged man was sitting on the ground, blood gushing out of the two blood holes on his legs, and he was howling miserably.

Opposite them stood three plainclothes men in grey Zhongshan suits. The leader was none other than Wang Naikang, the chief of the Intelligence Section of the Party Affairs Investigation Office and Zhang Yi's old rival.

He didn't seem surprised at all by Zhang Yi's arrival. He put a box under his armpit and laughed sarcastically:
"Section Chief Zhang, oh, now Deputy Section Chief Zhang, sorry, our brothers from Section 1 got there first."

(End of this chapter)