My spy diary

Chapter 218: Blame (asking for monthly ticket)

When Kitayama Tsune arrived at the scene, he saw the Emperor's special envoy Nomura Kichisaburo lying motionless in a pool of blood, with the bullet hole in his forehead particularly glaring.

Blood was oozing from his ears, mouth and nose, and the fake eye in particular suddenly rolled into the blood wave, looking extremely hideous.

Bei Shanheng's face turned pale, veins bulged on his face, and he looked around with a ferocious expression.

But it was already dark now, and nothing could be seen except the shadows of the lush trees.

He pulled over the sweaty major who had just been serving Nomura Yoshisaburo and asked sternly:
"Where were you just now? Where was the crime scene?"

"I offer tea to Mr. Nomura. The bullets are flying from this place," the major pointed out a direction tremblingly.

"Waste." Bei Shanheng spat, looked at the dark rooftops in the distance, and called to the plainclothes officer:

"What are you waiting for? Surround the area immediately, investigate the scene carefully, and look for witnesses."

After Kitayama gave the order, he immediately led his men there. At this moment, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him once Tokyo knew the news of Nomura Yoshisaburo's assassination.

The most important thing now is to catch the murderer and give yourself a chance to survive.

A group of people arrived at the scene and, using incandescent lamps, flashlights, and torches, carefully inspected the roof.

The clues gradually became clear.

There were obvious signs that someone had been climbing on the roof for a long time (the water stains on the ground were unevenly distributed), and there were also traces of tobacco-like, blurred footprints.

Going down the drain pipe, you can clearly see the traces of ropes tied.
Judging from the footprints left on the ground, the murderer was wearing a pair of leather shoes, which were not small, indicating that the murderer was a tall man.

But the shoe prints were not deep, probably because the murderer was very thin or well-trained, and did so intentionally to confuse the audience.

However, the plainclothes officers of the Special Higher Police searched for a long time but could not find the bullet casing left at the scene.

It is still unclear what type of sniper rifle the murderer used.
More importantly, from the crime scene to the office, Kitayama has been thinking about one question: how did the murderer know that the real Nomura Yoshisaburo was still in Jingyuan?

Could it be that there really is a traitor among the top brass of the Special High Section?
This thought made Kitayama shudder. His sinister eyes swept over Takagi, Huino, and Asano who were standing in front of him. He pursed his lips, hesitated to speak, and finally waved his hand tiredly and said:
"You continue your investigation and visit. Also, remove the warhead immediately and conduct ballistic monitoring and testing. Report to me when you have any news."

"Hai."

After sending the three away, Beishan sat down on a chair. He felt his heartbeat quicken, cold sweat appeared on his palms, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were red.
Of course, he was not sad for the Emperor's special envoy Nomura Yoshisaburo, he was doing it for his own future and his own destiny.

This time the higher-ups will definitely hold him accountable. I wonder if Mr. Tu Feiyuan
Thinking of this, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself, then picked up the phone with slightly trembling fingers.

"Hey, Lord Doi."

From the other end of the phone came a fat and cold voice:
"Kitayama-kun, is this about Nomura Kichisaburo?"

Beishan licked his lips silently and smiled bitterly:
"You already know?"

"Haha, the stink of this matter has begun to spread. Perhaps tomorrow the politicians in the empire will know about it. You should be prepared to be investigated."

Beishan was speechless.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then the voice came again:

"Your promotion to minister is definitely over, but don't panic. I'll call Commander Gangcun in Jinling.
Although I don’t have a close relationship with Nomura Yoshisaburo, I heard that his personality changed drastically after he was injured.”

After a pause, Tu Feiyuan said again:
"Do you know what the most important thing to do now?"

"Catch the murderer."

"Yes, in addition to that, you have to block the news. You have to insist that Nomura left your protection without permission. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Hayi, thank you, senior." Beishan Heng's eyes lit up. He was worthy of being called the fat and cunning master of darkness. He was really smart. With this, his direct responsibility instantly became an indirect responsibility.

"Okay, Doi-senpai, I'll do it right away."

"Do you have any idea about the murderer?"

Beishan Heng reported the results of the survey and then said:

"The straight-line distance was 800 meters. Judging from the visibility and shooting angle at the time, this sniper was an expert among experts. Although we arrested a Red Party assassin before the incident, such a method is obviously not something the Red Party can do."

"800 meters. One shot kill." The fat man on the other end of the phone muttered to himself.

"This method reminds me of the assassination that happened in Beiping a few months ago. It is very likely the work of the Military Control Commission. Okay, you arrest the murderer immediately and report to me any news you have."

"Hayi." Beishan Heng hung up the phone, clenched his fists, regained his confidence, immediately straightened his military uniform and walked out of the office.

In the backup safe house, Monkey and his men were monitoring the phone calls in the Special High Section officers' dormitory.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Qian Xiaosan and Wang Gaoke immediately took out their pistols vigilantly and leaned against the door.

There were a few more rhythmic knocks on the door. Seeing that it was the agreed upon signal, Qian Xiaosan opened the door and it was indeed Zhang Yi outside.

"Chief, why are you back so soon?"

Didn't they say they were going to assassinate Nomura? According to the plan, the three of them were going to create explosions in the city to attract the attention of the Japanese military police and the Special High Section, and to cover Zhang Yi from the side.

"The mission is completed, so I came back naturally." Zhang Yi smiled confidently, touched his empty belly, took a steamed bun and took two bites.

"Nomura is dead?" Several people were excited and confused.

"No wonder the phone in the Special High Section dormitory kept ringing. We made a recording. Chief, please listen to what these devils are saying."

"We'll know tomorrow whether he's dead or not."

"The section chief said he's dead, he must be dead. Hey, it's such a big happy occasion, why are we still eating steamed buns? The New Year is coming soon, so it's a good time to celebrate in advance." Several people were smiling happily.

"We should celebrate, but not now." Zhang Yi shook his head.

"Immediately find a place to send a message to Boss Dai, and remember to change positions. We will evacuate immediately before the enemy recovers."

"Evacuate? This..." Monkey pointed at the device that monitors the phone and asked:

"Chief, what should we do about this?"

"Of course it's useful." Zhang Yi smiled mysteriously. He was going to kill two birds with one stone.

Although the Japanese are not fools, it is enough to cause some internal chaos so that we can evacuate calmly.

He tore off a piece of paper to wrap the telephone receiver, gently rubbed the receiver with his other hand, making a sound similar to the rustling of electricity, and then dialed a number.

Takagi Shinpei sat in the office listening to the discussion of several of his subordinates, thinking. The bullet removed from Nomura Yoshisaburo's brain was still being tested and compared, but no matter what type of sniper rifle the sniper used, he was an expert among experts.

But how did the killer know that the real Nomura did not attend the party?
He couldn't figure this out. Could there be a traitor among the top leaders?

who can that be?

Takagi felt particularly uncomfortable when he thought of the sinister and suspicious look his boss, Kitayama Heng, gave the three of them.

Takagi is loyal to the empire, how could he be a traitor?
Could it be Asano?
He and the head of the Intelligence Section, Hui Ye, were both at the scene protecting the Emperor's special envoy today, and both have alibis...

The only one is Asano. This guy has been staying in the Special High Section and is in charge of such an important department as the Telecommunications Department. More importantly, it is heard that this guy has been having a hot affair with Chinese prostitutes in a brothel recently. Could it be that he leaked the information about Mr. Nomura?
But after thinking about it, Takagi shook his head unconsciously. Major Asano was lustful, but wasn't it too ridiculous to doubt his loyalty to the Empire of Japan because of this?

At this moment, "Ring, ring, ring", the phone on Gao Mu's desk rang, interrupting his thoughts.

"Moshimoshi." He picked up the phone.

"Is that Mr. Takagi?" The other party's voice sounded distorted and distant.

"I am, who are you?"

"Old friend, as agreed, 3000 US dollars has been deposited into your bank account in Shanghai. We look forward to working with you in the future." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

"Moshimoshi? You."

There was a beeping sound coming from the telephone receiver, and Takagi Shinpei felt confused.

At this time, a subordinate came in to report: "Chief, the suspect arrested in the theater today did not give any useful information. What should we do now?"

Gao Mu said without hesitation: "Take them all out and shoot them all. No one should be spared."

"Hai."

After sending his men out, Gao Mu stared at the phone for a while. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. This inexplicable phone call was too strange now that he thought about it.

What three thousand US dollars? What is in a bank account in Shanghai? When did he have an account in Shanghai?

Could it be that the three thousand dollars is related to the leak?

"Boom" As soon as this thought came to his mind, Takagi Shinpei felt his head buzzing, as if it was about to explode.

He is doubting Huiye here, will others also doubt themselves?

Was this a frame-up by others, a plot by anti-Japanese elements to shift the blame, or a provocation?

Gao Mu quickly picked up the phone and called the Telecommunications Department:
"Hello, this is Gao Mu. Can you check where the call that just called me came from?"

"What? The switchboard in the Special High Section officers' dormitory? Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Takagi pulled the map from the desk and took a closer look. He was very annoyed. This was the darkest place under the lamp. Their Special High Section and the Military Police had been searching the whole city for traces of anti-Japanese elements, but they had never expected that they were lurking right under their noses.

He immediately called his men and gave orders:
"The action team will set out immediately. Surround all residents near the officers' quarters and search house by house. Also notify the military police to cooperate and block all streets in this area. Do not let any suspicious individuals escape."

In Takagi's opinion, the anti-Japanese elements' actions were not only an attempt to frame him, but also a provocation. If they dared to provoke him, they would have to pay the price.

"Ha Yi." The subordinates responded quickly.

"Let's go." Takagi waved his hand, looking nervous and excited.

At the same time, the Special High Section’s Telecommunications Department.

Asano was boredly flipping through the codes of the seized radio station when his men came in and reported:
"Major, our detection equipment has just captured the signal from the Military Control Radio Station."

"Really? Have you determined the exact location?"

"The enemy is too cunning, constantly changing the location of the transmission." The subordinate shook his head in annoyance and handed over an intercepted telegram, saying:

"We tried the code Qian Xinming handed over, but it was not the same code and we couldn't decipher it at all."

Asano nodded, not discouraged, and said calmly:
"There are many sets of codes used by a unit or organization, and it is impossible for us to decipher them all.
Just like the secret telegrams from the Red Party that we seized, such as "The husband has his own reasons, the wife has her own reasons, eating cucumbers in the middle of the night," it's totally nonsense...

But it doesn't matter. The more secret messages we get, the closer we are to cracking their code. The Empire's code expert Dr. Ito Saburo will be here soon, and it's only a matter of time before we crack their code."

"Great." The subordinate said excitedly. He suddenly remembered something and said mysteriously:
"Major, we just intercepted a strange phone call concerning Major Takagi."

"Oh?" Asano showed a hint of interest.

The subordinate immediately went out and fetched the recording device. He pressed a button and a voice came out of the device:
".According to the agreement, 3000 USD has been deposited into your bank account in Shanghai."

After hearing this conversation, Asano showed a strange expression on his face and asked thoughtfully:

"Where is Major Takagi now?"

"He has led his men to surround the place where the call was made."

"Okay, I understand. You can go down now. Remember to keep this a secret."

After sending his men away, Asano rolled his eyes and immediately picked up the phone:
"Section Chief Kitayama, this is Asano. I have very important intelligence to report. Yes, right away."

Here, Takagi and his men surrounded the residential area around the Special High Section officers' dormitory and conducted a house-to-house search.

"Bang" two military policemen roughly kicked open the door of a house, and it was too late for Takagi to shout to stop them.

There was a loud "boom" and a ball of fire burst out. The doors and windows were blown over and broken glass splashed all over the floor.

The two gendarmes who kicked the door lay motionless on the ground, with a large pool of blood under their bodies. They were already dead.

Takagi was also knocked to the ground by the huge air wave, and his face was scratched by a piece of glass. Blood flowed down his cheek, but he didn't care about his injuries at the moment. He immediately led people to rush in, but the room was empty except for the mess left by the explosion.

He came out of the room helplessly and annoyed, and happened to meet Asano who looked very interested:

"Major Takagi, Section Chief Kitayama wants to see you."

"what's up?"

Asano laughed sarcastically, "Haha, you wouldn't forget about the three thousand dollars so quickly, would you?"

"You..." Gao Mu's face was uncertain. Finally, he looked at Asano deeply and said in a disappointed tone:
"I am willing to accept the investigation."

While the Special High Police were busy searching here, Zhang Yi had already boarded the train to Zhenjiang with Monkey and Qian Xiaosan.

(End of this chapter)