My spy diary

Chapter 290 Arrested (asking for monthly ticket)

(Several hundred words were deleted from the previous chapter, and it was censored and blocked. It’s hard to describe in words. Alas!!!)

Zhang Weilin was skilled in the technology and successfully contacted the other party's radio station in just a few minutes and passed the information on.

After handing in the telegram's reply, he saw that his colleagues were still busy. He made a cup of tea as if nothing had happened and walked to the window, pretending to blow away the steaming hot air nonchalantly, but his heart was lost in thought.

He knew that the organization would sooner or later discover that Zhu Chongxin had fled for fear of crime, but with the protection of various Military Control Commission stations, he might be able to escape pursuit, so he had to pass on the information.

Thinking of this, Zhang Weilin put down his teacup and said:
"I drink Longjing tea every day and I don't get tired of it. Are there any other teas in the office?"

A colleague was busy sending a message and said casually:
"We are lucky to have Longjing tea. If you want to drink good tea, go to the section chief. The general affairs department will send it separately according to the official rank."

Zhang Weilin poured the tea into the flower pot beside him, shrugged and said:
"I want to change the taste temporarily, but I dare not disturb the section chief. Forget it, I will go buy some myself."

He looked at his watch and said to his colleague, "I'll be back soon. Please help me if the section chief asks about it."

Without even looking up, my colleague said, "Go ahead, go ahead."

Zhang Weilin walked out of the office building as if nothing had happened. He didn't know that from the moment he left, a pair of sinister eyes were staring at him from behind the half-open window on the second floor.

The owner of the eyes thought of Boss Dai's order: "Any abnormal or suspicious behavior should be detained first and then interrogated." His expression became serious. He thought for a moment and picked up the phone:
"If he comes out, keep an eye on him. If you find any clues, arrest him immediately. Remember: never alert the enemy."

After exiting the telecommunications office, Zhang Weilin strolled along and casually entered a tea shop.

After buying the tea, he went out and looked around vigilantly while looking at his watch, scanning every detail on the street from left to right.

On the street, pedestrians were coming and going. There was a gray car parked on the side of the road, which seemed to have not been moved for a long time. There were also a few vendors hawking their wares along the street. Everything was normal.

He immediately hailed a rickshaw and rushed home, but he didn't know that a pair of eyes in the crowd were already staring at him.

When he arrived at his doorstep and sent the rickshaw driver away, he looked around, then unlocked the door, entered, locked it, and quickly walked into the bedroom.

Taking out the transmitter and code book from the bottom compartment of the wardrobe, he sat at the desk, drafted the message, put on headphones, adjusted the radio, and began to call home.

Soon, there was a sound from the radio. Knowing that it was "home" that received his call, Zhang Weilin immediately concentrated on pressing the keys to answer, and then began to send information.

After sending the telegram successfully, Zhang Weilin breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to turn off the radio, I heard the bedroom door being pushed open with a bang, and several strong men with guns rushed in.

He was suddenly horrified, took off his headphones, and was about to draw his pistol, but a plainclothes officer with a gun ran up to him and pointed the gun at his head.

At this moment, Zhang Weilin looked as pale as death.

Zhang Yi was thinking about how to pass the information on when he received a sudden call from Dai Chunfeng summoning him and immediately rushed to his office.

In the corridor, he met Yang Rong, the director of the Intelligence Department, and Xiang Tingyuan, the chief of the Intelligence Section. He asked casually:
"Any news about that woman?"

Xiang Tingyuan said in a tone that almost complained:
"What news can we get? The woman hasn't come out yet, and it's difficult for us to go in and arrest her."

He smiled strangely and said, "I guess Boss Dai is in a hurry to summon me, there must be progress somewhere else."

"other places?"

Zhang Yi and Yang Rong were confused and looked at each other, trying to figure out what he meant.

Seeing that his subordinate was still hiding something from him, Yang Rong snorted expressionlessly and went straight into the office.

Zhang Yi felt a little heavy-hearted. Hopefully, nothing would happen.

When he entered the office, he saw Deputy Acting Chief Secretary Mao Qiwu, Director of the Second Department He Shangyou, Chief of the Red Party Section of the Second Department, and Director of the Telecommunications Department Wei Daming were all there, and he immediately realized that something had happened.

Dai Chunfeng came out from the inner room with a gloomy face, pointed at Yang Rong, He Shangyou and Zhang Yi, and scolded:

"We have only three things to do: intelligence, action and telecommunications, and all our work is aimed at improving the effectiveness of these three things.

Of the three of you, two are in charge of intelligence, and one is in charge of operations. You're busy catching this and that all day long. Don't you know that the mole has infiltrated our ranks?"

"In the military intelligence community, code breaking is the goddess of victory. The Telegraph Office is our secret among secrets. Now, the enemy has stabbed a knife into our hearts, and we know nothing about it. We are all good-for-nothings."

After saying this, Boss Dai walked around the office in circles without saying a word for a long time.

Zhang Yi and his companions were scolded so much that they looked ashamed and lowered their heads without saying a word.

Mao Qiwu saw that the atmosphere was awkward and said with a smile:
"Don't be angry, or you'll get sick from it.

"There are enemies among us and enemies among us. It is common. The Red Party has some tricks, but they have their own tricks. We have a ladder to climb over the wall. Fortunately, Director He is more skilled and dug out the traitor."

Zhang Yi's heart sank, and he pretended to be surprised and asked:

"Is there a mole in the Telecommunications Department?"

"Haha." Mao Qiwu said mysteriously:
"Let Director He talk about this."

He Shangyou smiled proudly: "There is a saying that if you want to catch fish, you have to muddy the water first. If the fish thinks too much, it will fall into the trap...

Most people would look for a traitor among a group of innocent people, but how could they find one?

My approach is to assume everyone is a mole and test them one by one.”

Seeing that he was keeping the secret, Yang Rong frowned and said:
"Just tell me, have you caught him?"

"of course."

He Shangyou smiled complacently and began to describe how, under Xiang Tingyuan's suggestion, he focused his suspicion on the Telecommunications Department and how he used the information about escorting a traitor to lure the fish into the bait.

It was over. He sighed and said, "Zhang Weilin, the traitor, has been arrested. We found not only the radio and code book from his residence, but also the list of the underground group he developed. It's shocking!

This talented person has been with the Military Intelligence Bureau for more than a year. He has not only recruited the radio operator Feng Chuanqing from Yangzhou, radio operator Yang from Liaoning, and Wang from Nantong to join the Red Party and set up a party group, but also mastered the network configuration and codes of our Military Intelligence Bureau's radio stations across the country.

Before Director He finished speaking, Dai Chunfeng interrupted him:

"You don't have to say anything. It seems that there are not only traitors among us, but also many people who share the same bed with different dreams."

As he spoke, he looked at Wei Daming, who was sitting on the sofa anxiously. With a fierce look in his eyes, he took out the revolver from his waist and slammed it on the table:
"Director Wei, if I remember correctly, this Zhang Weilin is your student, right? What do you think about this matter?"

Wei Daming stood up stiffly and said, "Mr. Dai, I have no choice but to take responsibility for this matter.
You know, I was born to deal with technology, not people. I made a mistake this time."

Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

With the rapid expansion of the Military Control Commission, the telecommunications business also achieved unprecedented development, with thousands of staff members and hundreds of radio stations.

Not only were all the field stations, stations, and offices equipped with radio stations, but some important stations also established branch stations. While the efficiency was greatly improved, a problem also caught the attention of Boss Dai. Wei Daming was a man of outstanding talent and superb skills. Many people in the Military Control Commission's Telecommunications Department were his students. He also controlled the Telecommunications Department, which became a "state within a state" within the Military Control Commission.

Therefore, Dai Chunfeng was afraid and gradually developed the idea of ​​"getting rid of Wei". On the one hand, the timing was not right, and on the other hand, he had no evidence to prove his mistake, so he could not take action. Now that the Telecommunications Department had made such a big mistake, he would naturally not let it go easily.

"It's not that I, Dai, intend to make things difficult for Mr. Wei. It's just that the incident is so outrageous and sensational that I still don't know how to explain it to the principal."

"I am ashamed. As long as Mr. Dai agrees, I will resign from the position of Director of Telecommunications immediately."

"That's not necessary."

Boss Dai waved his hands and said thoughtfully, "The Telecommunications Department has its own personnel department, and the personnel department has always been quite dissatisfied with this, and now there is indeed a problem.

In order to strengthen management, I think we should merge the Personnel Office into the Personnel Department. Mr. Wei, do you have any objection?"

With just one sentence, the power of the Telecommunications Department was taken away. Wei Daming was caught with a handle. No matter how much he had to suffer, he could only say:

"obey orders."

"Ah."

Dai Chunfeng saw that he was sensible, so he retracted his gaze and looked at everyone:
"Since there is a problem, we must solve it. Next, we need to conduct a census of all the personnel in the Military Intelligence Bureau, especially the confidential departments such as telecommunications, intelligence, and confidential rooms.

I still say that it is better to miss than to let go. No matter whether it is a leader or an ordinary staff member, if they are found to be abnormal or suspicious, they will be detained first and then interrogated.
Secretary Mao will be responsible for the execution of this matter, and other departments will fully cooperate."

"Yes." Everyone was awed and responded in unison.

He Shangyou asked again, "Director, Zhang Weilin is now detained in the Shancheng Inspection Office Detention Center. He is being detained and investigated for damaging the radio's vacuum tubes. No one else has been alerted yet. What's the next step?"

"Aren't they a team of seven? In addition to those in the machine room, radio service, and decoding group, where is the other person?"

He Shangyou said: "There is also a woman named Zhang Lubai who claims to be Zhang Weilin's cousin. However, according to our re-examination of Zhang Weilin's identity, this woman has only one son for three generations and has no cousins ​​at all. This woman must have used a false name."

"Where is she now?"

"We found a telegram manuscript at her residence. We have confirmed that this woman is from Xichuan. A few days ago, we received a telegram saying that her mother was critically ill and had returned to her hometown."

"Six internal members and one external member. This woman is the key. Maybe she is the liaison between this group and the Red Party's underground organization."

Dai Chunfeng sneered: "These people have not received any special training, and they actually want to be double agents?
Since there is a telegram of contact, immediately have the Telecommunications Office send her a telegram in the name of Zhang Weilin to lure her back."

"As for the others, humph, let's wait until I personally interrogate Zhang Weilin. Secretary Mao, contact the Aviation Commission immediately and prepare the plane."

"Yes."

Mao Qiwu bowed and nodded, then asked, "Director, besides you, who else is going?"

Dai Chunfeng pondered for a few seconds, pointed at He Shangyou, Yang Rong, and Zhang Yi, and said, "You all go."

Xiang Tingyuan, the chief of the Intelligence Department, suddenly felt bad, thinking that he, a traitor to the Red Party, was still no match for these old men.

Dai Chunfeng observed his expression, smiled, patted his shoulder, and said:
"You are the chief of the Intelligence Section. I have kept you here to find out who is the woman next to Mr. Wang. Cheer up and do your job well."

"Yes." Xiang Tingyuan swept away the gloom of being "isolated" just now, and actually felt a little moved. He raised his head and chest, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, with a hint of spring breeze.

The city is in chaos, and the airport is even more chaotic.

On the tarmac, two military planes had started to spin their propellers, making a series of roars, but a group of people who looked like family members were still clamoring outside the iron fence, trying to squeeze in, shaking and swaying.

With a loud "bang", the iron fence could no longer bear the weight and collapsed. Hope instantly appeared in everyone's eyes, and they rushed towards the plane with their suitcases and packages.

At this time, one of the planes had already taken off with a roar. Seeing that they could not catch up, everyone immediately rushed towards the other plane.

When we arrived at the plane, we saw two armed officers guarding the door, with a dozen armed guards beside them.

A lady in luxurious clothes rushed to the front and said to the officer in a domineering manner:

"Let me go up. Get out of the way. What are you doing? Believe it or not, I will tell my old man to shoot you."

She was arrogant, and the officer was not a pushover. Seeing her bringing up the old man, he smiled contemptuously, raised his hand and showed his pistol, glaring at her:
"Get lost."

The lady shrank her neck and stepped back guiltily.

A businessman with a big head and a big belly was still unwilling to give up. He squeezed out of the crowd, took out two small yellow croakers from his pocket, and said with a flattering look:
"Brother, please be flexible and let me go up."

The officer hesitated for a moment, then said, "Go away."

The merchant caught the hesitation in his eyes, took out two small yellow croakers from his pocket and stuffed them into the officer's hand without letting him refuse:

"brother."

The officer sneered, put the small yellow croaker in his arms, and took a step back.

The businessman thought there was a chance, so he grabbed his suitcase and rushed to the plane gate, but the officer raised his hand and shot him.

"boom"

The businessman fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face, blood gushing from his chest, causing the crowd around him to scream and pick up their suitcases and run away.

At this time, several cars drove into the airport, and it was Dai Chunfeng and his party.

"Reporting to Mr. Dai, we have contacted Shancheng Airport. The weather is clear and meets the flight conditions."

Dai Chunfeng said excitedly: "May God help me."

His plane was a DC47 No. 222 allocated by the Aviation Commission.

It is a military transport aircraft imported from the United States with the most complete navigation equipment currently available. It can fly all-weather and is very safe and reliable. It does not matter if it rains or the weather is bad. As long as the aircraft is fully fueled, it can be diverted to other airports.

He turned to look at Mao Qiwu who came to see him off and asked: "Have you sent a message to Shancheng?"

Mao Qiwu nodded and handed over a telegram:
"A telegram has been sent to Shancheng. Director of Operations He Zhiyuan is here to pick you up."

Zhang Yi took a glance and was shocked to see the words "Yuanshan" and "Ji Ming" written on the telegram.

"Yuanshan" is the pseudonym of He Zhiyuan, and "Jiming" is naturally another pseudonym of Dai Chunfeng.

He thought, why is it another alias without the word "water"? Will there be any accident on this flight?

……

(End of this chapter)