My spy diary

Chapter 235 I believe we will see each other soon (asking for monthly ticket)

Silent all night.

The next afternoon, at two o'clock, two mule carts passed by the foot of Qinglong Mountain.

There were eight people in the car. A slightly fat middle-aged man was sitting on the shaft of the front car. He wore a black woolen hat and a long gown and jacket. A bit of shrewdness and cunning was revealed under the wide brim of the hat.

This person was none other than Ida, who worked under Kenzo Yamamoto, the head of "Sugi Works," and was the branch manager of "Chengda Company."

The first result of the "Sugi Operation" - hundreds of thousands or even millions of counterfeit 5-yuan legal tender notes. Because this kind of legal tender had long been out of circulation in the Chinese market, it almost became a pile of waste paper, and Yamamoto Kenzo was scolded by the Japanese high-level officials.

This person had been silent for a while, concentrating on studying the various currencies circulating in the Chinese market. Now he repeated his old tricks. Chen counterfeited a large number of 1 yuan, 5 yuan, and 10 yuan counterfeit banknotes issued by the Agricultural Bank of China, totaling more than 500 million.

After the successful production of counterfeit currency, Yamamoto Kenzo opened an institution called "Chengda Company" in China, which expanded rapidly and soon established 53 branches in the Japanese-occupied areas.

Jingtian was appointed the 54th branch manager. This time his mission was to transport counterfeit currency into Wuhan, establish a secret liaison station for the "Sugi Project", and provide guarantees for the full implementation of the "Sugi Project".

The driver was a young man in his twenties or so. He was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat and dressed like a servant. His strong arms held the mule's reins tightly and he operated the mule steadily.

This person is Lieutenant Kawahara Satake of the Special High Police, who is responsible for protecting Ida and the escort's safety this time.

Next to the vehicle were two muscular and well-dressed men, all of them were from the Special High Police.

The mule cart soon reached the foot of Qinglong Mountain. He Yuan, who was driving, suddenly said, "It seems wrong. There was no checkpoint here originally."

Jingtian raised his hands to make a canopy shape, observed for a while, and said: "It is probably a temporary checkpoint set up by the enemy. Don't worry, just deal with it as before."

After a pause, he smiled grimly: "If they don't appreciate it, then Kawara-kun will have to take action."

He Yuan nodded and smiled confidently: "Don't worry."

Soon, two plainclothes officers and a uniformed police officer came to the front of the car. Iida quickly jumped out of the car and said with a big smile on his face:
"Boss, what's the matter?"

A plainclothes officer with shifty eyes asked, "What's on the truck? What are you going to do in the city?"

"What else could it be? Isn't this straw?" Jingtian pointed at the haystack on the mule cart and said, "We are delivering raw materials to the paper mill."

"Haystack?" The policeman sneered, walked around the two mule carts, glanced at the strong men, and waved his hand, saying, "What's under the haystack? All right, show your IDs and accept inspection."

As he said this, he waved to a place not far away, and soon four soldiers with rifles came over and stabbed the haystack with their bayonets.

The eight people in the front and back cars quickly came together, and the plainclothes officer waved and said, "Gather over there and be inspected."

The eight of them walked to a small area nearby where a group of passersby were queuing up, and the plainclothes officers checked their IDs and searched their bodies one by one. Iida and Kawahara both raised their hands obediently and accepted the inspection.

The police checked the documents one by one and asked, "You are all strong men, tell me, what do you do?"

"What do you mean by strong and powerful? We are all doing manual labor." Jingtian said with a smile: "Sir, we really deliver raw materials to the paper mill. I am Huang Tinghai, doing a small business. These guys are my servants."

The police were skeptical, but there were no flaws in my ID. After searching me, they found no contraband on me. They asked, "Where are you from? Which paper mill are you working with?"

Jingtian smiled and said, "My hometown is in the Northeast, my ancestral home is Jiangxia. I originally made a living in Shanghai. After the Battle of Songhu, I couldn't stay there any longer, so my whole family moved to Jiangxia. There is a saying that goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. We have been cooperating with Ruihe Paper Mill. By the way, their accountant is Xiao Maoliang. You can call to verify it, sir."

As he said this, he took a step forward, took out a pack of cigarettes from his sleeve and handed it over, "Boss, we are really in a hurry to deliver the goods. If we are late, we will miss the appointment. This is a small gift."

The policeman saw that it was a pack of Lao Dao brand cigarettes and did not want them. But after it was stuffed into his hand, he realized something was wrong. There were no cigarettes in the cigarette box, but a stack of rolled-up banknotes. He twisted it gently with his hand and realized that the total amount of these ten-dollar bills was over a hundred. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, stuffed the banknotes into his trouser pocket, handed over the cigarette box and said, "Take it away. We have rules. Don't try this on me."

At this time, a soldier who was inspecting the mule cart came over and said, "We haven't found anything yet. Do you want to unload the cart and inspect it carefully?"

The policeman shook his head and said, "No need."

Then he waved to Ida and said, "You guys go."

Jingtian quickly bowed and took a few people back to the mule cart.

The car started again, and Kawahara said indignantly, "These Chinese are so corrupt and have such evil hearts. Ida-kun, you have given away thousands of dollars along the way, right?"

"I just checked. This should be a checkpoint managed by military police, secret agents, and police. There is a lack of cooperation and the management is not strict. Even without weapons, my people and I can take action suddenly and eliminate them all in a few minutes."

"A little impatience can ruin a great plan." Jingtian laughed, "Isn't it a good thing that these Chinese are so greedy and corrupt? As long as they can be bought with money, the empire can easily occupy the whole of China. As for the money, haha..."

Iida smiled slyly: "You can have as much money as you want, Kawahara-kun, do you think the money I gave him just now was real or fake?"

"Is it possible?" Kawahara widened his eyes and pointed at the mule cart behind him.

Ida nodded and shook his head, and said, "Mr. Yamamoto has put in a lot of effort to ensure the smooth implementation of Sugi's work. The counterfeit banknotes we printed in Japan were processed twice before being put on the market, turning the brand new counterfeit banknotes into wrinkled old banknotes. After they were shipped to China, they were not put on the market immediately. Instead, all the counterfeit banknotes were mixed with the real banknotes circulating in the Chinese market. Neither the Chinese government nor the people here would pay attention to them, nor would they be able to detect them."

"I see!" He Yuan was full of admiration, but asked in confusion: "So half of the money you gave him just now was real and half was fake? But this also wasted dozens of dollars in vain."

"Real or fake." Jingtian responded casually, silently despising him in his heart. A warrior is a warrior. He is still stingy with those few tens of dollars. Do you know the impact of putting millions of counterfeit banknotes into the market on the financial system? Do you know how many strategic materials can be bought in the occupied areas with these counterfeit banknotes?
As the two talked, the mule cart gradually went away. At this moment, inside the checkpoint booth, the policeman who had just checked them took the banknotes in his hand and looked at them carefully, then sneered and picked up the phone next to him:
"Chief, I'm Qian Xiaosan, the fish have entered the pond."

Soon two mule carts loaded with straw arrived at a pavilion.

Jingtian looked around and said, "Let's take a rest here for a while."

He Yuan understood and vigilantly observed a few passers-by who were also resting not far from the pavilion. He nodded to a few servants, then approached the mule cart, reached into a haystack, took out a few pistols, put one behind his waist, and distributed the others to several people.

These people quickly hid their guns and patrolled and guarded the mule cart, while the others went into the pavilion to drink water and rest.

Jingtian finished drinking the water, lit a cigarette, took out the pocket watch on his chest and took a look. It was 2:55, and there were still five minutes before the meeting. He simply closed his eyes and rested, crossed his legs, and leisurely tapped his knees with his fingers.

At this time, a car wobbled over and a few people got out of the car to rest.

The leader was dressed like an accountant and looked gentle and refined, while the others seemed like drivers and attendants.

The person dressed as the driver was Zhang Yi. He was wearing a work suit and a gray baseball cap. He noticed Jingtian and his gang and nodded to Zheng Huhe who was dressed as the accountant.

Time passed by, and it was almost three o'clock. Zhang Yi glanced at Jingtian and his group, took out a cigarette and tapped it on the cigarette box, then walked up and asked, "Do you have a lighter?"

Hearing this, Ida, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I just quit smoking."

The contact code matched, but Jingtian did not relax. He slowly took out a few banknotes from his sleeve and held half of one of them in his hand.

Zhang Yi also took out half a banknote, and the two banknotes fit together perfectly.

"Are you Mr. Komatsu?" Iida said this in Japanese.

"Yes, Komatsubara Shun, you are Mr. Iida, right?" Zhang Yi spoke fluent Japanese, then switched to Chinese and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Excellency. We have obtained the special pass and can enter the city immediately."

Jingtian said with a smile: "What do you mean by hard work? The work in the ambush area is very dangerous. It is really hard for you warriors to work under the enemy's nose."

He glanced at the people beside the car and asked, "Why are there only a few of you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi glanced around vigilantly, pretending to be sad and cold on his face, and said, "I believe Mr. Jingtian must have read China's "Sweeping Newspaper". Due to the betrayal of the traitor Ye Zhen, our leader Jin Magao was arrested. Fortunately, we moved in advance and escaped. Others are preparing to rescue Jin Magao. They all have tasks, so fewer people came. But don't worry, this place is not far from the entrance to the city. Mr. Jingtian will take the car, and the people I bring will be responsible for driving. We have special passes, so there will be no problem."

"Damn traitor, how dare you betray the Empire of Japan? Such a person should be torn into pieces." Before Iida could say anything, Kawahara on the side gritted his teeth and cursed, then wiped his hand on the gun behind his back and asked Zhang Yi: "Komatsu-kun, do you need our support? As long as you have the right weapons, we can rush into the Chinese Secret Service and turn it upside down."

Zhang Yi looked hesitant and said, "I need to ask for instructions on this."

At this time, Iida shook his head and said, "Kawahara-kun, don't be impulsive. I believe the higher-ups have already made arrangements for this matter. You have completed the escort mission and can go back to report to the Special High Section. I will report in detail to Mr. Yamamoto about your excellent performance along the way and let the Special High Section commend you."

"Yes, thank you, Kawahara-kun, for your hard work. Although I can't fight alongside you this time, I believe we will see each other again soon."

"Yes, I believe that the empire will occupy Wuhan soon. I look forward to the day when we meet again." Kawahara sighed, then nodded slightly to Zhang Yi and Iida, and left with his men.

"Ida-kun, what is your identity?"

"Just call me Mr. Huang Tinghai."

"Okay, Mr. Huang, this way please." Zhang Yi invited Jing Tian to get in the car. Seeing him walking towards the back seat, he advised: "Sit in the passenger seat, it will be less bumpy. Lao Xiao, you sit in the back."

Zhang Yi opened the car door and escorted Jingtian to the car. He winked at Zheng Huhe and introduced him, "This is Gaoqiao, another team leader of the intelligence station. His disguised identity is Xiao Maoliang, the accountant of the paper mill. It has become our base. Jingtian can write as he pleases, haha."

As he said this, he waved his hand and asked his "entourage" to take over the two mule carts, started the car, and asked casually: "By the way, Mr. Ida, are you coming alone this time? Sorry, if it involves secrets, you don't have to tell me, but if you need help with documents or accommodation, Mr. Ida, please feel free to ask."

Iida did not doubt it and sighed, "I have been working with Mr. Yamamoto at the Army's Ninth Research Institute. Later, the Sugi Agency was established. Although it is also a secret agency, it is different from working in enemy-occupied areas like you. From what Mr. Komatsu said, it seems that your work in Wuhan is going well."

"Yeah, it was good originally, but unfortunately there was a traitor."

Zhang Yi was speaking when Jing Tian suddenly interrupted him and asked suspiciously, "Did you hear any noise? It sounded like gunshots."

"No? This place is close to the mountains. It's probably hunters hunting, or maybe the people at the checkpoint opened fire." Zhang Yi pretended nothing had happened.

"Could something have happened to Kawahara and the others?" Iida pulled open the car window curtain, leaned back to look, and said, "Stop the car."

Seeing that Zhang Yi ignored him and drove the car even faster, Iida's face darkened instantly and he shouted, "Komatsubara Shun?!"

"Alas!" Zhang Yi sighed, "Mr. Huang, no, Mr. Jingtian, why bother."

As he said this, he suddenly stepped on the brakes. Zheng Huhe in the back seat understood what he meant and took out a thin rope to strangle the neck of Jingtian, who was knocked unconscious, and then injected him with anesthetic.

By now Iida had realized that he had been tricked, and he struggled frantically with his eyes wide open, but it was too late and everything was in vain. Soon the anesthetic took effect, his vision became blurred, and then he fell into complete darkness.

After doing all this, Zhang Yi got out of the car, and together with Zheng Huhe, they put a hood on Jingtian, tied him up, and stuffed him directly into the trunk.

Then the two of them leaned against the car and smoked.

After waiting for about half an hour, two cars arrived.

Monkey and Qian Xiaosan got out of the car, ran over and saluted to report.

The monkey had just pretended to be a passerby who was taking a rest. After Zhang Yi and others successfully left, he and Qian Xiaosan who were following them attacked He Yuan and others from both sides.

Monkey said: "Report to the section chief, except for Kawahara, all other Japanese spies were killed."

"Where's Kawahara?"

Monkey pointed to the trunk of the car and said, "This guy was shot twice and injured one of our brothers. After he ran out of bullets, he wanted to bite himself to death. We stopped him, but he bit off his tongue and we don't know if we can reattach it."

"It's okay. You can still write without a tongue." Zhang Yi smiled disapprovingly and came to the trunk. He saw Heyuan's hands and feet were tightly controlled, a smelly sock was stuffed in his mouth, his body was covered in blood, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his head kept flowing down. He was almost in a coma.

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, he suddenly opened his eyes and struggled frantically. There was a sinister light flashing in his red eyes, and he gritted his teeth at Zhang Yi.

"Haha, stop struggling, Kawara-kun. I told you that we'll see each other soon, and it is indeed true."

(End of this chapter)