My spy diary

Chapter 208: The Great Retreat (asking for monthly tickets)

The operation was over and the injured Dong Guangyou was taken back for interrogation. Zhang Yi no longer cared about the follow-up work and returned to the office.

After a busy night and the launch of an operation, Zhang Yi was exhausted. He took a quick rest and then asked someone to bring up today's "hero" Zhu Lisi.

Others didn't know that Zhu Lisi had already "turned against the odds". After being arrested at the scene of the operation, he was sent directly to the interrogation room. If it weren't for his father's identity, he would have been interrogated strictly.

At this moment, he was put on a hood and taken to an office with a sign that read "Deputy Section Chief".

The moment the hood was taken off, he subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. After a few seconds, seeing that there was no movement in the office, he moved his hands away and looked around quietly.

Zhang Yi was seen sitting in a chair behind the desk, looking at him with scrutinizing eyes.

Only after seeing the other party frightened and uneasy, Zhang Yi said coldly:
"Zhu Lisi, you did a good job today. You successfully trapped all the Japanese spies. Your merits and demerits offset each other. The Secret Service can forgive your past deeds. You are free now."

After hearing this, Zhu Lisi breathed a sigh of relief. From then on, he no longer had to live in fear.

He no longer had to be threatened or coerced by Japanese spies, nor did he have to worry about the Secret Service causing trouble for him.

"Thank you, Chief Zhang. I am very grateful." Zhu Lisi bowed sincerely and said sincerely:
"Lisi was young and accidentally went astray. I almost became a criminal of the country and brought shame to my parents. Thank you, Section Chief Zhang, for giving me a chance to correct my mistakes and start a new life. I promise that I will never make the same mistake again.
I want to ask Chief Zhang for a favor. Can you please not tell my father about my situation? "

Zhang Yi smiled secretly in his heart and said indifferently: "This is easy. We will tell others that you are cooperating with our secret service department. Others will also issue a gag order, and no one can stop the discussion."

"But what?" Zhu Lisi's heart, which had just been put at ease, immediately rose to his throat again.

"Now that this matter is settled, you will definitely not be able to stay in the special security team.
Director Dai has other plans for your future. You promised to be my informant, and today is the time to fulfill it."

Zhu Lisi didn't understand what was going on. He just saw Zhang Yi winking at Monkey and Qian Xiaosan who were standing beside him.

The monkey immediately brought him a resume and asked him to fill it out without any explanation, then took him out of the office into a sealed room.

The room here is very special. The ceiling is very high, with only a small air vent at the top, which refracts a ray of dim light.

The light shone on the table on one side of the room, where two red candles were lit, reflecting the huge portrait of a certain Chang hanging on the wall.

Zhu Lisi had seen Chang from afar and recognized him at the first sight of the portrait.

But in such a mysterious and gloomy environment, no matter from which angle you look at it, the eyes in the portrait are always staring at you, majestic, weird, even fierce, which makes people shudder.

On the table under the portrait was a booklet on the "Three Principles of the People" and a revolver. It was here that Zhu Lisi trembling with fear completed his oath to join the Secret Service.

Then he was brought to Zhang Yi's office again in a daze. He never expected that he had just escaped from the tiger's den but fell into a wolf's den, and was completely tied to the chariot of the Secret Service Department.

"Comrade Zhu Lisi, congratulations on officially becoming a member of the Secret Service. I hope you will abide by your oath from now on, put the interests of the country and the group first, and serve the country loyally."

Zhu Lisi was unwilling in his heart, but now he was under the eaves, so he had to cheer up, saluted, and said:
"Yes, I will definitely follow Section Chief Zhang's instructions."

"No, I am following the instructions of Director Dai, Boss Dai." Zhang Yi looked at him meaningfully:
"From now on, we are not only colleagues, but also brothers. I hope you can work for our secret service with peace of mind.
By the way, if any Japanese spy tries to contact you again, you need to report it immediately, understand?"

"Yes, I understand." Zhu Lisi smiled bitterly.

Seeing him leave dejectedly, Zhang Yi smiled faintly, called Qian Xiaosan and said:
"Remember his deeds, don't publicize them deliberately."

Qian Xiaosan understood, nodded and left.

If wealth and honor do not return home, it is like walking in fine clothes at night. Similarly, if you do good things but do not tell others about them, how will others know about them?

At night in Jinling, the streets are still busy with traffic and people coming and going.

The smoke of war had already spread here. In addition to dignitaries, the streets were filled with groups of refugees who had fled from Shanghai, carrying their elderly and children, and carrying backpacks and loads.

They came in droves.

For a while, refugees were sitting or lying on the docks and under the city walls, looking disheveled and exhausted.

The children were crying and the women were screaming. The scene was so miserable that it was horrible to watch.

When they got here, they had no time to catch their breath as they had to face robbery and extortion by the rebel soldiers and land robbers who had fled from the defeated front lines.

There is a saying that winning a battle cannot fully demonstrate the quality of an army. The quality of an army can only be demonstrated by its ability to evacuate in an orderly manner after being defeated and scattered on the battlefield, and to reorganize and fight again.

However, the National Army could never do this. As the Japanese army further increased its troops in Shanghai, the National Army was attacked from all sides and its formation was in chaos. More and more defeated troops fled to Nanjing, and public security further deteriorated.

Wang Naiqi silently and unsteadily squeezed through the crowd and came to a bookstore that was about to close.

The store is not big. Several customers who look like students are browsing books on the bookshelf. The owner at the counter is an elegant middle-aged man, holding a copy of "Records of the Grand Historian" in his hand.

Seeing the guests coming, he put down the book and said with a smile:
"Sir, are you here to rent or buy a book? We're about to close, so you'd better hurry."

Wang Naiqi glanced inside the bookstore and said with a smile:

"I don't want to buy or rent. I want to negotiate a business deal with the boss."

"Oh, business?" The boss looked surprised.

Wang Naiqi whispered, "To be honest, I also run a bookstore. Business is really bad in this chaotic time, so I thought of selling the books at a low price. I wonder if you are interested?"

The boss smiled faintly and said, "Whose business is good now? I can't even sell the books here."

Wang Naiqi continued, "10% off, all transferred to you, some are rare editions."

Hearing this, the boss was a little moved and said, "In that case, let's go inside and talk in detail."

As he said this, he called a waiter to come out to look after the store and invited Wang Naiqi into the back room.

In the back room, after closing the door, the two shook hands excitedly.

"Old Wang."

"Comrade Yuanshan."

The owner of this bookstore was Hu Yuanshan, the leader of the Jinling underground party.

He poured a glass of water for Wang Naiqi and said, "If you don't come to find me, I will also come to find you.

There are the latest instructions from above. The Guo Party plans to move to the southwest. They are initially moving to Wuhan and Changsha. According to the situation and work needs, we will also move there. "

"Can't Jinling be defended?"

"The Japanese army has gained the upper hand in the Songhu battlefield, and the national army is already showing signs of decline. I heard that Chang has ordered a retreat. Once we retreat, we will inevitably be defeated under the pursuit of the Japanese invaders. The defeat will eventually turn into a rout. How can the broken and exhausted army retreating from the Shanghai battlefield defend itself?"

"Nanjing has no strategic locations and no soldiers available."

Hu Yuanshan sighed heavily, as if he didn't want to talk about this heavy topic, and asked:

"How did you come?"

Wang Naiqi also knew that now was not the time to discuss this issue, so he quickly calmed down and said:

"I just received intelligence from the Mermaid. The Secret Service sent a spy named Shen Zhiyue, who used the alias Shen Hui, to infiltrate Pagoda Mountain. This person disguised himself as a progressive student, and perhaps he has gotten away with it."

"What?" Hu Yuanshan was shocked. He sighed:

"The higher-ups have long seen clearly that they are not really willing to cooperate, so it is right for us to insist on the policy of independence and resistance against Japan."

"A person like this, lurking in Pagoda Mountain, is a time bomb. We must report it now. Lao Wang, please wait for a moment." Hu Yuanshan said as he pulled open a wooden floor, revealing a secret room.

The secret room was small, with only two people working in front of the radio.

Hu Yuanshan said: "Contact your family immediately."

He looked at one person and said, "Xiao Wang, go outside and keep watch. If there is anything unusual, report it immediately."

"Yes." Xiao Wang left with a stern look, and the other person immediately put on headphones and started to adjust the radio.

Hu Yuanshan took out the code book and compiled the information. Soon there was a sound from the radio station. Knowing that it was a reply from home, Hu Yuanshan immediately handed over the telegram.

As the radio operator pressed the key, the radio signal immediately flew into the sky through the antenna.

After Zhang Yi passed on the information, he just walked to the gate of the spy unit and saw a black military-branded car parked at the door.

He glanced at the license plate and saw that it was from the Military Affairs Department, so he walked up quickly. Before he could get close, he saw a major adjutant get out of the car. He jogged to open the back door, and a middle-aged man in a general's uniform got out of the car.

Although he was not tall, he had an air of arrogance. After getting off the car, he stood at the door with his hands on his hips, with a gloomy face, as if he was here to call someone to task.

Zhang Yi took a glance at this person and knew that he was Chen Tumu.

After the Chang'an Incident, Chang was very dissatisfied with He's military remonstrance, and secretly removed He from his position as Minister of the Military Affairs Department and promoted his favorite general Chen Tumu to the position.

Chen Tumu and Dai Chunfeng did not get along well, and had always looked down on those "chicken thieves" in the Secret Service. Seeing that he was ready to bring charges, Zhang Yi hurriedly went up to him and saluted respectfully.

"Minister Chen."

Chen Tumu glanced at Zhang Yi, pointed at the brightly lit spy compound, and asked sternly:

"Why haven't you turned off the lights yet? During the war, everything was kept simple and the power supply was so tight. Don't you know that?"

Zhang Yi was unable to refute this. He couldn't say that the Secret Service never had to pay electricity bills, right?
Because among the people who check electricity bills in the power department there are field agents from the Secret Service, in order to save costs, the wires of various departments of the Secret Service have long been connected to the public wires, so there is never any need to pay electricity bills.

Some spies also followed suit and connected their own electrical wires to other people's homes or public wires.

Everyone in the Secret Service knew this, but if Chen Tumu knew about it and caught someone in the Secret Service and complained to the Chairman, things would get out of hand.

Zhang Yi had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

“Minister Chen, due to work needs, many of our departments have to work more than ten hours a day or are familiar with the work, so the lights are not turned off yet.”

Chen Tumu stared at Zhang Yi with doubt and said:

"Really? Take me to see it."

"Want to go see it?"

Zhang Yi's heart shuddered and he cursed his bad luck. After thinking for a while, he led him to the interrogation room and winked at the guard.

The interrogation room was busy interrogating the Japanese spy Dong Guangyou. They were torturing him and recording him. It was very busy. Chen Tumu saw this and asked:

"Who is being interrogated?"

"The Japanese spy who was just caught was planning to assassinate the chairman. He is an unforgivable crime."

"We should use whatever means necessary to deal with such people." Chen Tumu nodded and said yes.

Then he went to several other offices. Because he had already given instructions, he saw that each agent had documents in front of them and was concentrating on his work. None of them was slacking off. Chen Tumu praised them sincerely:
"It seems that my previous view of the work of spies was too one-sided. If all the people in the Party and the country worked like you, there would be hope for the country."

"Minister Chen, you are too kind." Zhang Yi said modestly with a guilty conscience.

"I've taken note of Zhu Lisi's matter." Chen Tumu looked at Zhang Yi deeply, stopped talking, and then turned and left.

Zhang Yi knew that this was the result of asking Qian Xiaosan to "publicize" the news. He did not expect that it would reach Chen Tumu's ears so quickly. This could be considered as a favor.

Just after seeing Chen Tumu off, Zhang Yi received a call from Room A and rushed over immediately.

The No. 1 conference room in Honggong Temple was filled with smoke, and a dozen secret agents in military uniforms and suits sat there silently.

Some people were smoking non-stop, while others were resting with their eyes closed.

Dai Chunfeng, who was sitting at the top, had a dark face and held the table with both hands, as if he was about to get angry at any time.

He Zhiyuan glanced at Zhang Yi and said unhappily, "Why are you here just now?"

"Chen Tumu just went to the spy office." Zhang Yi came up with an excuse.

He Zhiyuan immediately lost his temper. Before he could say anything, Dai Chunfeng immediately asked in a cold voice:
"What is he going to do?"

"Looking for trouble." Zhang Yi naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he ignored Zhu Lisi's question and described the situation vividly.

Dai Chunfeng smiled and said proudly:
"Well done, this is the way to do things, so that others won't catch us by the hair."

"Yes." Zhang Yi said and quickly sat down at the operation department's seat.

"Everyone is here, let's start the meeting now." Dai Chunfeng quickly hid the smile on his face, slammed the table hard, and said:
"I just received intelligence from Chang'an. A senior agent I sent to Pagoda Mountain was found by the enemy just after he had established his foothold. If he hadn't been quick and swift, he would have become a living specimen of the Red Party's anti-Japanese propaganda."

Yang Wei, the head of the Military Transport Section, had escaped from the Red Party's territory some time ago. As a traitor to the Red Party, he almost fell into the vast sea of ​​people in the border areas. If he had not hidden in the sheep pen, he would have been caught long ago.

At this moment, he said with a gloomy face:

"Director, I have always suspected that there is a traitor in the headquarters, otherwise how could the news be leaked?"

Yang Rong, the head of the Intelligence Department, glanced at him with disdain:
"Where did the traitor come from at headquarters? Should we ask the people from the first division to help us investigate?"

He snorted coldly and asked, "Director, has the news leaked from the Northwest District?"

Boss Dai looked embarrassed. The current focus of the Northwest District of the Secret Service is no longer Chang'an, but Lanzhou. Chang'an is the territory of "King of the Northwest" Hu, and the Secret Service is not strong there.

Yan and An, which were nominally under the rule of the Guo Party (in order to show its legitimacy, the Guo Party strongly demanded during negotiations that the county magistrate must be sent by the Guo Party. The person was sent out, but he did not dare to take office). Just after a few small spies were sent in, they were able to gain a foothold, but they were either exposed themselves or reported by others.

"In order to keep it secret, he did not pass through the Northwest Region. Even the radio station that contacted him in Changan only knew that his name was Li Guodong, not Shen Hui, unless they had mastered the contents of all the telegrams between Changan and the headquarters."

Dai Chunfeng's sharp eyes swept across everyone present, and he said coldly:

"This man is not only extremely daring, but also extremely thoughtful. He has passed the review of their so-called Border Security Department.

Their deputy director and director talked to him many times, and he responded appropriately. The leader of the Red Party Social Department admired him very much.
I was planning to use people like this as strategic agents, just lying dormant, not activated, waiting for the war to come, and then seeing miraculous results, but now it’s all good.”

Everyone looked at each other, and for a while they started talking among themselves.

Zhang Yi also showed a surprised expression at the right time.

At this moment a long sigh was heard.

Dai Chunfeng seemed a little tired. He rubbed his forehead:

"Let's put this matter aside for now. It's time to put retreat on the agenda."

"I have appointed Zhou Weilong as the head of the Shanghai undercover area, who will be responsible for operations in the Shanghai area.

At the same time, the Second District of Shanghai was established, and Jiang Shaomo was appointed as the district chief, mainly responsible for intelligence work.

Jiang Shaomo is Dai Chunfeng's fellow villager and primary school classmate. He graduated from Peking University and is a senior intellectual. He is said to be in charge of intelligence work, but in fact he is monitoring Zhou Weilong.

In addition, they used Du Yuesheng's gang organization to deploy some industrialists and businessmen and local hooligans in Shanghai to carry out propaganda and rumor-mongering and sabotage the Japanese economy.
Finally, they used their connections with the police station to set up a special station in the French Concession, which was directly under the leadership of the headquarters.

"This side of Jinling." Dai Chunfeng was silent for a while and then continued:

"In order to adapt to the needs of work, this department will implement a two-step relocation plan. First, we will move to Hankou and Changsha, with Hankou as the intelligence center and Changsha as the communication center."

"As for the undercover team..." Boss Dai's eyes swept across a group of big spies and finally fell on a fat man with a round face who looked honest and loyal.

"Qian Xinming is appointed as the head of the Jinling Hidden Zone, responsible for intelligence and operations."

"Virgo."

Qian Xinming stood up with a look of panic on his face. This appointment was too unexpected.

Although he also held the rank of major general and had served as section chief of the Special Service Department, the work in the Kuomintang-controlled areas and the enemy-occupied areas was still different.

Lurking is not for the sake of seeking excitement, shooting a gun from the dark, or sending a chicken feather letter. Lurking means facing countless cruel choices.

"It's you." Dai Chunfeng made the decision without allowing any objection.

If he knew that Qian Xinming, a seemingly honest guy, was actually afraid of death, he probably would not have made such an appointment.

Zhang Yi took a deep look at this guy. He was fat and had big ears. Could he shoulder the mission?

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(End of this chapter)