My spy diary

Chapter 222 Mission Impossible (asking for monthly ticket)
Wuhan Office.

Li Chunxiang stood by the window, holding a cup of tea. He pretended to blow away the steaming hot air nonchalantly, but his eyes were looking out the window.

At this time, a disguised investigator on a bicycle hurried in, whispered a few words to Liu Qitian who came up to him, and then rode away again.

Watching Liu Qitian hurriedly walk into Cha Gong's office to report on his work, Li Chunxiang knew that it must be the front-line investigators who discovered clues about the Japanese spy Jin Magao.

Thinking of this, Li Chunxiang put down his teacup, glanced at his colleague who was sorting documents on the opposite table, calmly took off the pen pinned to his chest and poked it under the table. Seeing that the tip of the pen was forked, he raised it with a look of regret and said to his colleague:
"The quality of pens is so bad nowadays. I'll go get a new one. If anyone wants to see me, just tell them I'll be right back."

As he said this, he put on his coat and walked out slowly.

The conference room, telecommunications department, confidential room, and tea master's office. As I got closer, the sound of the radio in the room could be faintly heard.

Li Chunxiang knew that this was a means to prevent the Military Control Commission from eavesdropping. Although the Guo Party did not dare to risk the public's condemnation and destroy or persecute the public Red Party organizations and personnel, surveillance and eavesdropping never stopped.

Therefore, confidential information is discussed outside.

Li Chunxiang was even more certain that what Liu Qitian was discussing with Cha Gong at this moment must be intelligence about the Japanese spy Jin Magao.

But the sound of the radio almost covered up the sound of the conversation. Li Chunxiang glanced at the corridor vigilantly, and seeing that no one was passing by, he immediately walked gently to the door of Cha Gong's office, lifted the thick curtain, and put his ear to the door to listen intently.

"So the person who was in contact with Jinmagao showed up?" This was Cha Gong's voice.

"Yes, based on reports from the public and merchants, our investigators immediately rushed to an alley in Hankou Dazhimen and found two sneaky people meeting there...

One of them was a short, fat, and square-faced middle-aged man who looked very similar to the old Japanese spy Jin Magao who had been lurking in Wuhan.
I guess the other person is Lieutenant Colonel Nosada who sneaked into Wuhan from the Northeast."

"In order not to alert the enemy, our colleagues have temporarily stopped their close tracking. Mr. Cha, please give us your instructions on what to do next."

"Lieutenant Colonel Nosada, contact person," Li Chunxiang, who was outside the house, heard this with shining eyes. He must pass this important information to the Secret Service Department immediately.

"By the way, I plan to have you take over Li Chunxiang's responsibility for the information exchange mechanism with the Guo Party."

Hearing this, Li Chunxiang's face froze. Just as he was about to listen, his face suddenly changed. He heard footsteps coming from the corridor. He stamped his feet to make a noise, then knocked on the door and asked:

"Is the Secretary General here?"

Hearing the answer, Li Chunxiang pushed the door open, holding his stomach and looking uncomfortable.

Inside the house, Tea Master and Liu Qitian sat opposite each other with teacups in their hands. Tea Master looked puzzled, while Liu Qitian had a stern look on his face.

"Comrade Chunxiang, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

"Secretary General, I just drank some herbal tea. I don't know what happened, but when I went out and was blown by the cold wind, my stomach suddenly hurt. I wanted to go out and see a doctor, so I asked for your leave."

"You, why are you still drinking cold tea in such a cold day? Go to the Chinese medicine store at the door and have a look." The tea master stood up and said with concern.

"Okay, Secretary General, I'll be back soon. Don't worry, I won't delay your work."

Li Chunxiang held his stomach and glanced at Cha Gong and Liu Qitian's faces, trying to find any clues, but he found nothing and had to leave the office.

Seeing Li Chunxiang leave, Liu Qitian immediately said:
"He suddenly appeared just now, could it be..."

Mr. Cha's face also turned serious. Before he could say anything, there was a knock on the door. A comrade came in with a thermos. He glanced at Liu Qitian and said sternly:

"Chief, I have important intelligence to report."

"Comrade Qi Tian is trustworthy, tell me what you think."

Cha Gong looked at him, walked to the window, and stared at Li Chunxiang's disappearing back with a grim expression.

Judging from Li Chunxiang's qualifications and the abnormalities revealed in recent times, if he is really a Guo party spy, then his level must be very high. I just don't know whether he was turned over a long time ago or after arriving in Wuhan, and how many secrets of the organization he has leaked.

"Commander, I just went to get some water. As soon as I walked into the corridor, I saw someone sneaking around your door.
As if I was eavesdropping, I deliberately made a noise and the person started knocking on the door. From the sound of the voice, it was Director Li Chunxiang. I knew that I couldn’t easily doubt my comrades, but…”

Mr. Cha and Liu Qitian looked at each other and asked, "Do you remember how long he stayed at the door?"

The comrade thought and hesitated for a long time without giving an accurate answer. Mr. Cha walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said:
"Well done, but this matter must be kept secret and cannot be told to anyone else."

"Yes, I will listen to the leader." Hearing the encouragement, the comrade's face flushed with excitement.

"Go ahead."

Seeing the young comrade go out, Mr. Cha immediately said to Liu Qitian:

"Choose two unfamiliar investigators from the underground organization and keep a close eye on Li Chunxiang's every move from now on."

"Yes."

After giving the order, Cha Gong walked to the window with a serious expression, looked at the gloomy sky and sighed. He wanted to find the spy as soon as possible, but he was unwilling to believe that this person was really Li Chunxiang. If so, how could he explain to Comrade Wu Hao?

Coming out of the office, Li Chunxiang held his stomach and hurried into the Chinese medicine store opposite. Under the guidance of the old Chinese doctor, he felt his pulse while thinking quickly.

Judging from the conversation he just overheard, it was obvious that Mr. Cha had begun to doubt himself, but he didn't know which of his words had revealed the clues.

But since suspicion has arisen about me, tracking and surveillance are certain, and exposure is irreversible.

His most urgent task was to pass the information to the Secret Service, get the bonus they promised, and then leave the city before being completely exposed.

"Your pulse is normal. Can you stick out your tongue for me to see?" The old Chinese doctor put away his hand in doubt and looked at his tongue.
"Your tongue is white and a little swollen. This is probably a sign of weak spleen and stomach. You have been under a lot of mental stress and lack of sleep. I guess your diet is also irregular. You should be more careful in the future."

"I'll prescribe you a Chinese medicine first. Try it and come back for a follow-up consultation in a few days."

"Thank you, doctor." Li Chunxiang stood up and looked outside the door warily, then glanced at the phone on the counter of the pharmacy and asked:
"Can I make a phone call? Let my family know I'm safe."

"Go ahead and give me the treatment." The old Chinese doctor waved his hand and went to get the medicine.

"Thank you." Li Chunxiang quickly picked up the phone, dialed a number he knew by heart, and said in a low voice:
"Hello, is this Chief Yang? I'm Eyepatch. I found the target connection near Hankou Dazhimen. I repeat, near Hankou Dazhimen."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply. The Chinese doctor had already weighed the medicine and wrapped it in brown paper. Li Chunxiang paid the money and took the herbs and walked out without looking around, but bumped into someone.

He subconsciously took a step back and took a closer look. It was a strange young man. He didn't care, said sorry, and crossed the road and went into the office with the herbs.

As soon as he entered the door of the office, he suddenly stopped and turned around. He saw the curtain on the door of the pharmacy flash by. He immediately sneered and his expression became gloomy.

Zhang Yi received a call from Mao Qiwu and hurried to Room A.

The atmosphere in the office was very harmonious. Mao Qiwu, with a smiling face, was seen drinking tea and chatting with Yang Rong, the head of the Intelligence Department, who had not been seen for a long time, leaning on the sofa with their legs crossed.

Mao Qiwu handed Zhang Yi a cup of tea and said with a smile: "The director asked Room A to help you solve the Japanese spy case. I have invited the real boss for you."

"Isn't it difficult to catch this Japanese spy Jin Magao?"

Yang Rong smiled triumphantly and said:
"I heard that this person is a veteran Japanese spy who once worked under Doi-maru, and was later recruited by Okamura Yoshimasa of the Matsu Agency. This person is a backbone of the Matsu Agency."

Zhang Yi nodded. Starting from drawing the portrait of Japanese spy Jin Magao, the Operations Department launched a dragnet search in the Japanese Concession, the French Concession and the entire Hankou, but no trace of this person was found.

He turned his gaze towards Yang Rong, who smiled and said:

"Japanese spies are always cunning. Section Chief Zhang doesn't need to belittle himself if he can't catch anyone. As the saying goes, he has a plan, and I have a ladder. We can't find the person, but the Red Party can find him, and there happens to be one of our people in the Red Party."

Mao Qiwu continued: "It is true that the Red Party has methods, but so what?

Virgo is still far-sighted. Under pressure from public opinion, the anti-red slogans and banners of the past cannot be used, but we can retreat to advance...

We have abundant human, financial and military resources. We can cooperate with them, or we can use high positions, generous salaries, beauty and wealth to buy them off and disintegrate them from within. Chief Yang’s case is a good example.”

Yang Rong was even more proud, he smiled and said: "Secretary Mao is right, that's why the director is so wise.

Some of these Red Party members have been hiding like rats, some came from the countryside of northern Shaanxi, where they live a hard life and have never seen the world. Some of them were so stunned when they saw the girls in the brothel that they couldn't even walk, hahahaha!"

Zhang Yi's heart was slightly moved, and he agreed with Yang Rong and said, "So Section Chief Yang has successfully instigated the Red Party members to defect?"

Yang Rong smiled proudly and said, "We in the Intelligence Department are not just there to eat and do nothing. During our surveillance, we found that a Red Party intelligence officer had secretly visited a brothel. Although he did not go in, it at least shows that he was curious and his will was not firm. If we can grasp his lustful weakness, wouldn't it be easy to catch him?"

"The next thing is, of course, a good show targeting him, with a gambling brother, a terminally ill father, and a beautiful young girl being asked to pay off her debts."

The trick was simple. The gambling thugs wanted to capture the girl and sell her to a brothel to pay off their debts. They happened to be encountered by Li Chunxiang, an intelligence agent of the Red Party. Li Chunxiang, who was full of righteousness, had never seen such a thing before. He immediately stepped forward to stop them.
The girl "Xiao Cui" was not rescued, but Li Chunxiang fell deeper and deeper into the trap. In the end, he not only secretly embezzled the funds of the Red Party Office, but also made "Xiao Cui" pregnant...

At this time, the people from the Secret Service appeared on the scene, and they used coercion and inducement to directly instigate Li Chunxiang to rebel. After helping Xiao Cui redeem herself, Li Chunxiang was completely tied to the Secret Service's boat.

Zhang Yi felt sad, but he also said with admiration: "Old people are always wise. I admire that the Intelligence Department is really good. If we can make good use of Li Chunxiang, it is not impossible to obtain intelligence about the Red Party's Pagoda Mountain."

"Of course, recently."

As soon as Yang Rong opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Secretary Mao. He glanced outside the door warily and said:

"Alright, Lao Yang, give the information to Section Chief Zhang and arrest him immediately. The director is still waiting for the results of the battle."

Yang Rong also realized that he had slipped up, and laughed to cover up his embarrassment. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yi, saying:

"This is the address. The Japanese spy should be hiding here. Our people have already gone there. Deputy Section Chief Zhang needs to hurry."

Zhang Yi pretended not to notice what the two were talking about and said:
"Thank you for your support, Chief Yang. When we successfully capture the Japanese spy, the Intelligence Department will definitely be credited for the contribution."

After returning to the office, Zhang Yi immediately gathered people and arranged the operation.

He glanced at the words "Hankou Dazhimen" on the note, found it on the map, drew a circle several hundred meters around it, and said:
"All the operatives are in disguise and divided into two layers. After the first team meets up with the surveillance personnel from the Intelligence Department, they will directly assault the target's residence and try to capture them alive. However, if the enemy resists violently, we will directly attack them, regardless of whether they are dead or alive."

"Team Two, ambush secretly 500 meters around the target. Anyone found to be acting suspiciously, no matter who they are or what their identity is, will be arrested immediately."

"Remember, the target is extremely cunning and may disguise himself and escape, so you must be extra careful when conducting surveillance searches. Remember Jin Magao's appearance and figure. Anyone with a similar height and figure, even if she is a woman, must not be spared."

"Okay, let's go now!"

"Yes."

In the dark night, members of the operations department got on several cars in batches and rushed towards Hankou Dazhimen at lightning speed.

The car stopped far away in several alleys. When Zhang Yi waved his hand, a group of plainclothes officers with guns crouched down and surrounded it in a fan shape.

As soon as I arrived at the alley where the target lived, I saw a sneaky figure emerging from the alley. He was wearing a gray cotton coat, a black cotton hat, and a mask.

As soon as this man stuck his head out, a plainclothes officer put a gun to the back of his head and controlled him.

He quickly said, "One of us, from the Intelligence Department."

Then he took off his mask.

Zhang Yi asked someone to identify him and found that he was indeed Yang Rong's subordinate from the Intelligence Department. He asked, "Where is he?"

The plainclothes officer pointed to the dim light on the second floor not far away and said with a confident smile:

"After Jin Magao met up with the contact, he returned to his residence. Later, he went downstairs and called the grocery store to order food and drinks. I guess they were meeting old friends and started drinking. Maybe they are all drunk now. Don't worry, Chief Zhang, everything is under control."

There is a saying that goes, "A man of few words speaks so confidently." Upon hearing the intelligence officer speak so confidently, Zhang Yi immediately realized that something was wrong.

As a veteran Japanese spy, Jin Magao must have had his own strengths to have been able to escape the pursuit of the military and police many times. Would such an alert and cunning agent disregard his own safety and drink under the enemy's surveillance?

However, at this moment, every second counts, Zhang Yi could not care about anything else and waved his hand:

"Act as planned."

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(Good luck on the college entrance examination! I wish you success)
(End of this chapter)