My spy diary

Chapter 214 Joint
The chief of the special agent department, Shinpei Takagi, sat on a chair with his eyes closed, while the chief of the intelligence department, Keiji Huino, stood behind the half-open window of the teahouse, holding a telescope and watching everything that happened on the street without relaxing for a moment.

"Did you find anything?"

At this time, Takagi Shinpei suddenly stood up and looked at his watch. It was almost six o'clock, but the target had not appeared yet. He picked up the telescope and glanced at the street.

His eyes swept across the bakery, grocery store, bookstore, grocery store, and porcelain shop on the street. These stores were all the targets of their key surveillance.

Finally his eyes stopped at the roadside.

On the roadside, a sweet potato seller, a candied haws seller, and a shoe shiner were all disguised as Special High Section investigators.

"Huino-kun, are they reliable? If a few strangers suddenly appeared on the street, would the Chinese agents be suspicious?"

Keiji Huino smiled confidently and said, "They all graduated from Nakano School and interned in China for a few years. Their original disguised identities were hawkers, and now they are just returning to their old jobs. They won't reveal any flaws."

Takagi Shinpei was about to say something when he suddenly saw the investigator dressed as a sweet potato seller in the telescope making a gesture.

The next moment, a man in a windbreaker and a top hat got off a rickshaw, carrying a black leather suitcase in his hands. He looked around on the street for a few seconds, then glanced at the bookstore sign and walked in.

Inside the teahouse, Takagi Shinpei and Huino Keiji had been carefully observing this man's every move. When they saw him enter the bookstore, Takagi Shinpei frowned and asked:
"Could it be him?"

"You don't think so?" Keiji Huino asked back.

"This man looked around, looking a little nervous. Judging from the way he got out of the car and the way he walked, he was obviously a weakling. He had no training and could not have been here to make a connection."

"Maybe he disguised himself on purpose? Takagi-kun, Chinese agents are always cunning and should not be underestimated. Besides, it is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. We will know the truth once we catch him." Keiji Huino said and waved towards the window. A man dressed as a student immediately came out from the corner and turned into the bookstore.

Takagi Shinpei didn't know whether it was okay or not, so he looked through the telescope and kept scanning the pedestrians on the street, and finally stopped at the rickshaw driver who had just picked up passengers.

He was wearing a tattered gray jacket with a frayed towel hanging on his shoulders. His face was deeply marked by the years, and his skin was dark and rough.

At this moment, he was sitting on the shaft of the cart, hunched over, breathing heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel, his eyes showing tenacity and fatigue.

He took out a half-smoked cigarette from his pocket, smoked it greedily, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The rickshaw driver was Zhang Yi in disguise. While Gao Mu Xinping was observing him, Zhang Yi was also observing any movement on the street.

The grocery store seemed calm, but it was surrounded by spies and suspicious people everywhere, and was obviously not suitable for a meeting.

However, if Wang Gaoke in the grocery store did not realize that he was being monitored, the Japanese would fail in their mission to capture the store and would inevitably launch a large-scale manhunt. Once Wang Gaoke was arrested, the Zhan brothers lurking in the Japanese consulate would also face the risk of being exposed.

This seems like a dead end.
I hope Wang Gaoke can notice the abnormality on the street and move away as soon as possible.

Gao Mu stared at Zhang Yi for a few seconds and was about to send someone up to test this man's background when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the bookstore.

I saw a man who looked like a boss running out in panic, shouting "grenade, grenade" as he ran. Passersby who heard it immediately became chaotic and ran away.

Takagi Shinpei and Haino Keiji looked at each other and immediately realized that something was wrong. They drew their pistols and rushed downstairs.

"Huino-kun, take Qian Xinming and Shang Zhensheng from next door and arrest them immediately. I will notify the military police to block the street immediately. Don't let any fish escape."

"Yoshi." Huiye said as he led his men quickly downstairs and rushed into the bookstore.

The bookstore was not big. The student-looking investigator who had just entered was pointing a gun at the man in the windbreaker, who was sitting on the ground trembling with fear on his face.

There was an open box on the counter next to the two men, with a grenade inside.

"What's going on?" Huiye looked at the investigator with a gloomy face, calmed down and observed the grenade for a few times. He saw that although the safety pin was gone, the bracelet was intact. He breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the collar of the man in the windbreaker, and asked fiercely:

"What happened to yours? Where did the grenade come from?"

The man was in a trance for a few seconds after hearing the poor Chinese. He fell to his knees and kowtowed. "Taijun, I don't know either. Today, a Taijun came to me and said that their Special High Technology Department is recruiting spies. As long as I pass the test, I can immediately serve the Imperial Army."

"Taijun, I really didn't know there were grenades in the box. Please let go. We are one people, we are one people. I have reported anti-Japanese elements to the Imperial Army before."

"Baka." Huiye stared at him for a few seconds, smiled coldly, slapped him hard a few times, and waved his hand:

"Take him back and interrogate him carefully."

The moment the street was in chaos, Zhang Yi, who was dressed as a rickshaw driver, quickly abandoned his rickshaw and ran into the alley on the side of the street. He looked at the door of the grocery store vigilantly.

The door of the grocery store closed quickly, and after a while, a middle-aged man carrying a box jumped out from the back window.

It was Wang Gaoke.

Before he could take a few steps, four or five plainclothes agents surrounded him from both sides.

Wang Gaoke drew his gun and started shooting. Bang, bang, a few gunshots rang out and several plainclothes officers fell to the ground.

The remaining plainclothes officers were about to fire back when Zhang Yi suddenly jumped out from the alley. He fired with both hands, and bullets fired continuously, and the plainclothes officers fell to the ground one after another.

"Zhang Yi from the Operations Department, retreat quickly." Zhang Yi shouted to Wang Gaoke while retreating.

"Chief Zhang, was it Monk Qian who betrayed me?" Wang Gaoke was stunned at first, but he quickly calmed himself and asked in a low voice.

Amid the hurried whistles, teams of plainclothes patrol police and gendarmes were already trotting towards the grocery store.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the password." Zhang Yi vigilantly observed the panicked crowd on the street, protecting Wang Xinke as he hurried along.

Wang Xinke was startled and asked anxiously: "I don't have a backup password, what should I do now?"

"Withdraw first, ensure safety, and then find a way to contact the Zhan brothers."

Wang Xinke looked puzzled: "Chief Zhang, the enemy must have blocked this area. Where can we go now?"

"Don't worry about it, destroy the radio station and follow me."

Zhang Yi moved nimbly among the bustling crowd with firm and steady steps.

The enemy's shouts and footsteps were gradually approaching behind him, but his expression remained calm and composed.

He cleverly used the surrounding buildings and obstacles, sometimes dodging into the alleys, sometimes jumping onto the roofs, flexibly avoiding the enemy's sight.

His eyes were sharp and alert. He always paid attention to the movements around him and accurately judged the enemy's position and direction of movement.

On the busy streets, he blended into the crowd like a ghost, making it difficult for people to detect his presence.

Wang Xinke followed Zhang Yi closely, panting, looking at his straight back and sharp eyes. Zhang Yi's actions did not have any hesitation or delay, and every decision he made was decisive and accurate, which made him feel ashamed.

He had only heard of Section Chief Zhang Yi's name all along, and thought that he had caught a few Japanese spies just by luck. Now that they were working together, he felt the gap between people...

Finally, the two arrived at the designated evacuation site, where a black sedan was quietly waiting for them.

The two men quickly got into the car, changed into Japanese military uniforms, and then drove away from the scene, leaving the enemy far behind.

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(End of this chapter)