My spy diary

Chapter 319 Mole (asking for monthly ticket)

As soon as the pale sky faded, the sun came out and smoke from the houses began to rise.

A dark green bicycle passed through the light and slowly stopped downstairs of the apartment building where Li Zhiping lived.

The person riding the bike was a middle-aged man wearing a telephone bureau uniform, with a toolbox on the bike beam.

After parking and locking his bicycle, he took the toolbox and went upstairs to the door of Li Zhiping's residence.

I knocked on the door and it was Li Zhiping who opened it. The middle-aged man asked:
"Your telephone is broken?"

Li Zhiping looked at him and complained, "Why did you come so late? I called the pay phone several times yesterday to remind you, but no one showed up."

"It's already fast enough. You're not the only one." The middle-aged man asked impatiently:

"Are you going to repair it or not?"

"Repair, hurry up." Li Zhiping stepped aside to let the repairman into the room.

The repairman walked in, picked up the broken phone on the table, looked at it for a few seconds, and said with disdain:

"It doesn't work anymore. Get a new one. I won't charge you for the installation. The total cost for the installation and the phone is two dollars."

Without questioning, he took out a brand new phone from the tool box and started to install it.

"Two dollars? So expensive? Didn't they say it was covered by repairs?"

The middle-aged repairman stopped screwing and asked unhappily, "Are you going to change it or not?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

"You're so picky." The repairman curled his lips in disdain, tightened the last screw, and said:
"Okay, I'll try dialing a number."

As he spoke, he picked up the phone, made a call, and after waiting for a while, the call was connected.

"Testing the new phone, is the sound clear?"

In another house separated from them by the gate and corridor, a woman in cheongsam was answering the phone.

She glanced at the middle-aged man sitting at the table who was also wearing headphones. It was not until the man nodded at her that the woman said into the microphone, "Very clear."

After hearing this reply, the middle-aged repairman said "Got it" and hung up the phone. He looked at Li Zhiping and said, "Okay."

Li Zhiping nodded, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted out a few and handed them over.

"Legal currency? This thing depreciates every day." The middle-aged repairman took the money with disdain, counted it, and frowned, "Not enough."

As the French currency continued to depreciate, the Yuan Datou coin became strong again, and the French Concession was no exception.

In the French Concession, the main currencies in circulation were French francs, US dollars, British pounds, and francs.

Li Zhiping reluctantly handed over a few more bills, and the repairman gave up. He put the bills in his trouser pocket, and left with the repair box without looking back.

Li Zhiping sent him to the door, watched him go downstairs, immediately closed the door, and went behind the half-open window of the living room.

After a while, the repairman appeared again. He slung his bicycle over his shoulder, whistled, and rode away briskly.

After staring at the man's back for a while, Li Zhiping withdrew his gaze and walked to the phone.

He picked up the phone receiver and thought for a while, then twisted the receiver hard. Seeing that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, put the receiver back in place, sat on the sofa and made a call:
"Manager Zhao, it's me, Lao Liu. Has the loan I applied for been approved?
Coming down? OK, thanks, I'll be right there, see you later."

In the room opposite, the moment Li Zhiping made a call, the middle-aged man wearing headphones immediately made a gesture to the woman, and at the same time pressed the recording button of the monitoring machine next to him, and the machine started to turn.

In the living room, Li Zhiping hung up the phone, went to the bedroom closet, opened the door, and knocked gently.

With a "click", a small door appeared on the side of the wall, and radio operator Chen Jiadong stuck his head out.

"As usual, I'm going to be out for a while, you take care of the house."

"clear."

Li Zhiping nodded, turned around and left the room with a briefcase, and came behind the living room window again.

After observing silently for a while, he opened the window, placed a pot of blooming roses outside the balcony, and then turned and left the room.

With a "bang" and the sound of a door closing, the female monitor immediately took off her headphones and went to the window to observe.

After a while, Li Zhiping was seen walking out of the building, hailing a rickshaw and leaving.

The female monitor standing by the window watched Li Zhiping go away and nodded to the middle-aged monitor, who immediately made a phone call:
"Captain Wu, the target has emerged."

After hanging up the phone, the female monitor came over and asked, "Is he going to make a connection?"

The man smiled, took the monitoring record that the female monitor had just copied, and said, "I think the loan thing is nonsense. I guess he must have gone to get funding."

"So, we can use this person to control the capital inflow and outflow channels of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Division?"

On the eve of the fall of Shanghai, the Kuomintang's Ministry of Finance and Banking Departments also left a group of people lurking in the concession to continue to be responsible for the flow of funds from abroad and Hong Kong to the mainland.

"The water here is very deep. It's not our turn to worry about it." The man frowned and said:
"Our mission is the radio and the code book."

The man's name was Jin Hui and the woman's name was Wu Sumei. Both were subordinates of the Central Bureau of Investigation traitor Ma Xiaotian.

Jin Hui used to be the chief of the Telecommunications Department of the Shanghai District of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. After falling into the water, he was appointed by Li Shijun as the director of the No. 76 Electrical Affairs Office.

These two people came here on the orders of Li Shijun to assist Wu Sibao and Wan Lilang in destroying the secret radio station of the Military Control Commission.

The first step of the plan was for Wu Daokun to install a bug.

The second step was for Jin Hui and Wu Sumei to pretend to be a couple and live near Li Zhiping, secretly collecting telegrams between Li Zhiping and Shancheng, and organizing people to decipher them.

An hour later, the phone rang.

Jin Hui picked up the phone, only to hear the other end say, "The target will be back in a few minutes."

"Got it." After hanging up the phone, Jin Hui said to Wu Sumei:
"Get ready, we will meet this neighbor."

"For a while?"

"Hunters often appear as prey. Listen to me..."

Li Zhiping took a ride in the rickshaw and took a spin. He looked up and saw the roses on the balcony were still intact. Then he sent the rickshaw away and went upstairs calmly.

As he walked to the door and was about to open it, he saw a woman in cheongsam carrying out garbage - in order to create such a coincidence, Jin Hui and Wu Sumei specially cleaned the room again.

"came back?"

When Wu Sumei passed by Li Zhiping, she greeted him naturally and said, "I just moved here. Please take good care of me in the future."

A trace of hesitation flashed through Li Zhiping's mind. The room opposite had been empty for a long time. How come someone suddenly moved in? He was suspicious but didn't say anything. He just nodded politely.

Wu Sumei took two steps forward and turned back to say, "Sir, what's your name? I just heard someone say there will be a power outage tonight, so it's best to prepare some candles at home."

Li Zhiping had already stepped one foot into the house, but it would seem unnatural if he didn't reply.

Without even turning his head, he said, "Your surname is Liu. Thank you for letting me know."

"We are all neighbors. We will see each other sooner or later. Why be polite? I bought some candles myself. If you need them, come and get them anytime."

After she said that, she walked away with the garbage.

Li Zhiping nodded in agreement twice, then quickly went into the house and closed the door. "Team Leader."

"Hush!" Li Zhiping made a gesture to keep quiet, leaned over the door and listened, then went to the window and observed the road for a while while watering the flowers. Seeing nothing unusual, he moved the flowerpot back, closed the window, looked at Chen Jiadong, and said in a low voice:

"There's a new tenant across the street, did you know?"

"I heard some noise, but I didn't go out. Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, I just think it's a coincidence."

Li Zhiping said worriedly: "For safety reasons, it's best to find an excuse and test it out so that the mice don't get into the cat house. We don't know yet."

"What excuse?"

"I have my own ideas."

In the evening, Jin Hui was sitting in front of the monitoring equipment at the table, wearing headphones, and debugging it repeatedly.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

He stood up and asked, "Who?"

It was Li Zhiping who was outside the door. He didn't say anything, but started knocking on the door again, while at the same time pricked up his ears to listen to the movement inside.

At this time, footsteps approached and the door opened.

Li Zhiping saw that it was a man who opened the door. He pretended to be surprised and asked enthusiastically:

"I met your wife earlier, right? What's your name?"

"Your surname is Jin, and you must be Mr. Liu, right? I heard from my wife. Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Liu?"

"Didn't they say there would be a power outage tonight? I came to borrow a candle."

Li Zhiping said this, and without waiting for Jin Hui's response, he squeezed into the house without saying a word, looking around the house, especially at the connection between the ceiling and the electrical wires.

Jin Hui seemed a little caught off guard. He frowned and looked at him unhappily, and shouted into the house:
"Sumei, bring out a candle."

"Thank you very much, thank you very much." Li Zhiping said, and suddenly pointed to something covered by the curtain on the table:
"what is this?"

Jin Hui looked back and saw Li Zhiping's eyes on the coffee table. He asked curiously as he walked over and reached out to lift the curtain.

There was no time to stop him. Li Zhiping immediately saw what was under the curtain. He was surprised and said:
"Radio? Where is Mr. Jin working as a high-ranking official? He can actually afford this thing."

Jin Hui sneered in his heart and put on a full show. Before he opened the door, he had already replaced the monitoring device with a radio. At this moment, he said perfunctorily:
"What kind of high-ranking official is that? He is just trying to make a living."

"You're too modest," Li Zhiping said, squatting down and stroking the radio with an envious look on his face:
"It's made in Germany. It's great stuff. Why don't you open it and listen to it?"

"What's good to listen to? You can't listen to the Shancheng channel. The others are all fake news from the Wang Puppet Government. They're just for entertainment when you're bored. Besides, we just moved in here, and we don't know if the walls are soundproof. Don't disturb the neighbors."

Li Zhiping carefully examined the radio for a few times and saw that it was not a modified transmitter. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's a good thing, but unfortunately I don't have much money, otherwise I would buy one for myself and listen to Peking Opera."

"Oh, what does Mr. Liu do?"

"Reporter, write some articles for the newspaper to make a living."

"Mr. Liu, here's a candle for you." At this time Wu Sumei walked out of the bedroom.

"Thank you. If you need any help in the future, please feel free." After saying this, Li Zhiping turned and walked out. As the door closed, Jin Hui and Wu Sumei looked at each other, and each of them raised a smug smile on their lips.

"continue working."

Here, Li Zhiping returned to the house, and Chen Jiadong came up to him and asked in a low voice: "Team leader, how is it?"

Li Zhiping recalled the couple's behavior just now, shook his head and said:
"Nothing has been found yet. Maybe I'm worrying too much."

He was silent for a while and asked, "Where is Wu Daokun?"

"He took the money and left, saying he would be back soon."

This was decided yesterday. Li Zhiping nodded, glanced at his watch, and said:
"It's just right. It's almost seven o'clock. I should contact my family as agreed."

"I'll get ready."

"it is good."

Chen Jiadong went back into the secret room, while Li Zhiping sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and waited patiently.

Behind a door, Jin Hui and Wu Sumei, who were in charge of monitoring, were also waiting quietly.

After a series of intermittent ticking sounds, Chen Jiadong came out of the secret room holding a telegram and said:

"Team leader, Polaris will return to Shanghai again. This time, in addition to him, there will be more than a dozen operatives. For the sake of confidentiality, we will not have any horizontal contact with the various district stations in Shanghai. The boss asked us to continue to do a good job of liaison and communication."

Li Zhiping took the telegram with a frown on his face.

The so-called "North Star" was none other than Major General and Senator of the Military Control Commission Dai Xingbing.

After the failed assassination attempt on Wang in Hanoi, Boss Dai was unwilling to give up. He saw that Wang Tianhai had joined forces with the pseudo-agent headquarters of Ding Mocun and Li Shijun after arriving in Shanghai, and Wang Tianlin had rebelled in the Shanghai area. He knew that it would be difficult to succeed by relying solely on sniping from the outside in the Shanghai area, so he decided to find another way.

The person he sent out was Dai Xingbing, the Major General and Senator of the Military Control Commission.

Although this person was holding a special position in the Military Control Commission, he was previously a member of Wang Tianhai's "Reorganization Faction". Wang was recruiting troops everywhere, so it was a good opportunity for Dai Xingbing to pretend to surrender and infiltrate Wang's inner circle, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

But the reality is a little disappointing.

Dai Xingbing did not have a high status in the past, and after he joined Wang Tianhai, he was not reused.

In addition, Wang Tianhao was assassinated by Liu Geqing's classmate Ping Fuchang and others just after arriving in Shanghai. He had already become a frightened bird and was on high alert everywhere.

As a result, Dai Xingbing worked there for a month but made no progress at all.

He himself felt that this was not going to work, so he asked to see Wang Tianhai, saying that he could go to Guangzhou to persuade a group of former Guangdong generals to join Wang Tianhai.

Wang was skeptical, but still let him go.

But Dai Chunfeng knew that this was just Dai Xingbing's way of getting away, so he immediately called him to the mountain city and reprimanded him.

Since he was determined to assassinate Wang successfully, he would spare no expense, including sacrificing Dai Xingbing.

So Boss Dai decided to send Wu Gengshu, the former secretary-general of the Military Intelligence Bureau and a big spy nicknamed "Ghost-Seeing", to personally lead ten operatives to accompany Dai Xingbing back to Shanghai to carry out the assassination mission.

"I see." Li Zhiping raised his eyebrows and said worriedly:

"Polaris has been lurking inside the Wang Puppet regime. He has returned empty-handed. Can he still gain Wang's trust?"

Chen Jiadong remained silent and said nothing.

What the two didn't know was that their conversation was transmitted continuously through the phone next to them to the room opposite and reached the ears of Jin Hui and Wu Sumei.

Jin Hui was extremely excited. He didn't expect to gain so much on the first day of monitoring.

He excitedly wrote the words "North Star" and "Mole" on the paper, drew an equal sign between them, and when he heard no sound in the headset, he immediately picked up the phone next to him and dialed.

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(End of this chapter)