My spy diary

Chapter 359 Trap (please vote for me)

Realizing that someone was spying on him secretly, Zhang Yi walked slowly. When he passed a dark alley, he immediately turned into it, stood close to the wall, and became fully alert.

The next moment, there was a barely perceptible sound of footsteps coming from the alley, and Zhang Yi suddenly swung his fist out.

The man was extremely alert. He turned his head slightly to avoid his fist and grabbed his wrist with an extremely tricky posture.

Zhang Yi bent his arm, pulled the man into his arms, and swung his right fist at the man's face, but he dodged sideways, and at the same time, his elbow hit Zhang Yi's chest hard.

Zhang Yi stretched out his hand to block, then raised his foot to kick the man's knee.

He bent his body slightly and dodged, but didn't expect Zhang Yi's other side kick to sweep towards his temple with a gust of wind.

The man quickly stretched out his hand to block the kick, but the force of the kick was so great that he groaned in pain and took two steps back before he released the force.

Zhang Yi looked carefully in the moonlight at the alley entrance and found that the person coming was Zheng Huhe in disguise.

"Old Zheng, how are you?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's voice, Zheng Huhe loosened his hand on his waist, walked up slowly, looked him up and down, and said coldly:
"You have a good makeup skill. It turns out that you are really hooking up with the Japanese."

Some things are difficult to explain. Zhang Yi smiled and said:
"There are traitors among the Chinese, and the same is true for the Japanese. We are all fighting against Japan. Why are you here?"

Zheng Huhe sneered and said with disdain:

"Exchanging intelligence about the New Fourth Army with the Japanese puppet No. 76 is also anti-Japanese? You go your way, I go mine. We are not on the same side as your Military Control Commission. Don't ask about my affairs."

"I know that. You don't have to be so vigilant. But even though our paths are different, our directions are the same."

"What do you mean?"

"nothing."

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "You haven't told me what you are doing here yet? Maybe I can help."

"No need." Zheng Huhe said with a cold tone.

"I have no ill intentions."

"It doesn't matter if there is any bad intention."

Zheng Huhe said coldly, "The people of the whole country are thinking about how to drive out the Japanese invaders, but you, the Military Control Commission, are exchanging intelligence about the New Fourth Army with No. 76. How dare you say that you don't know these things? Forget it, I'm wasting my breath to tell you so much, just take care of yourself."

"Don't be so prejudiced against the Military Control Commission. Our brothers are also fighting desperately to kill the Japanese."

"Yes, but once your chairman has a few days of peace, he will start thinking about slaughtering our Red Party. Southern Anhui is the evidence of his crime."

In the darkness, Zhang Yi and Zheng Huhe suddenly fell silent.

But they could all hear each other's clear breathing, and in an instant, they all realized that the dispute over Guo Hong was an almost insurmountable gap between them.

"I can assure you that no matter how the situation changes in the future, I will never point my butcher knife at the Red Party."

"I believe you, but can you guarantee that the Military Control Bureau won't? Who else is above the Military Control Bureau?"

After saying this, Zheng Huhe turned and left.

Zhang Yi stopped him and said, "You don't want to sneak into the Navy Club? It's too dangerous without any ID or acquaintances to pick you up."

"It's very dangerous, but I have reasons to go."

"I heard that the internal structure of the Japanese Consulate is very similar to that of the Navy Club. Old Zheng, I'm afraid you have other intentions!"

Zheng Huhe stopped walking, and out of professional sensitivity, he asked cautiously:
"what do you know?"

Zhang Yi shook his head and answered irrelevantly: "Although I don't know what actions you will take next, if you want to sneak into the Navy Club to understand the internal structure of the Japanese Consulate, I might be able to help."

Zheng Huhe looked at him deeply and said nothing.

Zhang Yi also looked at him, his face calm.

Zheng Huhe hesitated for a while, nodded, and said:

"I need to sneak into the Japanese consulate to obtain a troop deployment plan for the Japanese Second War Zone."

Although the Second War Zone has been undergoing adjustments, it is still mainly based in Shanxi, northern Shaanxi and Suiyuan.

"I can provide you with a diagram of the internal structure of the Navy Club, but similarities do not necessarily mean consistency. If you want to take action, it's best to explore the situation on the ground. Perhaps you need an insider."

"The person who just walked in with Ding Mocun is the confidential secretary of the Japanese consulate. He must know the location of the safe, the password, and the code of the intelligence."

"I just met him, but I didn't expect him to be so important. Does that mean the woman with him is one of yours?"

Zheng Huhe remained noncommittal.

Zhang Yi pondered, took out the pen pinned to his chest, and stretched out his hand.

"what?"

"Paper."

Seeing that he looked righteous, Zheng Huhe hesitated for a while, then took out a handkerchief embroidered with a plum blossom from his trouser pocket.

Zhang Yi took it, smelled the faint fragrance on it, and asked with a smile:

"Old Zheng is in love?"

Zheng Huhe muttered, "None of your business."

"hehe."

Zhang Yi smiled, picked up the pen, and started drawing on the handkerchief with images of the Navy Club flashing back in his mind.

After a moment, Zhang Yi returned the handkerchief to him: "It's up to you from now on."

"Thank you." Zheng Huhe looked at him deeply, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"District Head, how is it?"

As soon as Zhang Yi arrived at the hotel, Monkey and Qian Xiaosan surrounded him.

“Everything is going well.”

Zhang Yi took out his pocket watch and took a look. It was almost dawn.

"What did Boss Dai say?"

“He instructed that we must reach an agreement with the Song Agency at all costs.

In addition, the Ministry of Finance will send someone to Shanghai with checks to be responsible for the transaction, but the director did not say who it would be. "

Zhang Yi listened to the monkey's words silently and did not say anything for a long time.

Minister Kong and Dai Chunfeng are at odds, so hundreds of thousands of dollars will definitely not be handed over directly to the Military Control Commission, but is this so-called "special person" reliable?

Zhang Yi always felt uneasy because he was not a member of the Military Control Commission.

Moreover, Mr. Kong has always had a big appetite. If he interferes in the transaction, it will only cause twists and turns.

"District chief?"

"What else?"

"Yang Wenxuan and Liu Kui reported that they recently bribed a member of the No. 76 Action Team.

According to this person, they arrested a hidden underground party member a few days ago, but released him soon after. They guessed that No. 76 and Mei Agency were probably implementing a trap plan. "

"Fishing operation?"

Zhang Yi thought of the woman next to the secretary of the Japanese consulate and what Zheng Huhe had said to him at the Naval Club today, and his heart sank. Could the so-called "Japanese Second War Zone Troop Deployment Plan" be a trap?
While thinking in his heart, he said lightly:

"Our attitude towards the Red Party is not to approach or contact them. If No. 76 and Mei Agency arrest underground party agents, Yang Wenxuan and Liu Kui can take advantage of the situation and successfully carry out the bombing operation against the Japanese puppets."

"Yes."

"Okay, let's rest."

Zhang Yi said, then he put on his clothes and went to bed, closing his eyes. [Today's information has been updated]

[1. You met Fujita today and obtained relevant intelligence - Fujita has reported the cotton yarn trading plan to the Japanese military superiors, and the plan has been approved.]

[2. You met Keiko Yamaguchi today and obtained relevant information - Keiko Yamaguchi, codenamed Rattler, is a senior spy of the Special High Section and was ordered to infiltrate the Matsu Agency to monitor Fujita.]

[3. You met Tang Ruonan today and obtained relevant information - Tang Ruonan, a member of the Red Party underground party, approached the first secretary of the Japanese Consulate, Hai Yan Saburo, as a dancer, waiting for an opportunity to obtain the location and password of the consulate's safe, as well as the coding of the information.]

[4. You met Haiyan Saburo today and obtained relevant information - Haiyan Saburo, one of the participants in the fishing plan. Fishing plan.]

It turned out that the No. 76 and Mei agencies accidentally arrested a Red Party underground member named Xu Henian a few days ago. This person was the secretary of "Lao Meng", the head of the Red Party in Shanghai.

Using this as a breakthrough, No. 76 and Mei Agency, in conjunction with the Japanese gendarmerie, the Special High Police, and the consulate, quickly developed a fishing operation called the decapitation plan.

Using the Japanese Second War Zone's troop deployment plan as bait, they not only wanted to catch all the hidden underground party members in one fell swoop, but also deliberately leave some fish that slip through the net and pass on false troop deployment map intelligence, so as to take advantage of the situation and launch a siege on the Red Party on the front battlefield.

Concealing the truth, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, subterfuge, beauty trap, counter-espionage trap, self-torture trap, chain trap
Zhang Yi felt a chill in his heart. The Japanese and puppet forces were undoubtedly playing a vicious game.

Judging from Zheng Hu and their actions tonight, the fishing operation has made great progress. At this moment, perhaps the leader of the Red Party, "Lao Meng", is under someone else's surveillance.

Zheng Huhe and his comrades, who were completely unaware, were undoubtedly in danger.

Zhang Yi had an impulse and immediately found Zheng Huhe to remind him that he was in danger.

But he immediately rejected this idea. Any rash action would be dangerous, and without evidence, Zheng Huhe might not believe him.

He had to observe secretly and wait for the right opportunity.

It was late at night, but the Navy Club was still brightly lit.

In a private room, Ding Mocun had gone somewhere, and Hai Yansaburo, the secretary of the Japanese consulate, was lying on the sofa and snoring.

Tang Ruonan, the girl who had supported him before, walked up carefully and pushed him. Seeing that he had no reaction at all, she was sure that he had fainted. She immediately went to the door and locked it.

Then she put on gloves, quickly took out a pocket camera disguised as a makeup box from her purse, opened the briefcase carried by Haiyan Saburo and started taking pictures.

Then she took off the keys from Hai Yan Saburo's waist, picked one out, and copied it with clay.

After doing all this, she calmly restored everything, checked carefully, then quickly left the room and closed the door tightly.

She walked calmly out of the Navy Club without looking around, and just as she reached the side of the road, a car happened to stop.

It’s Zheng Huhe.

"boarding."

After Tang Ruonan got in the car, Zheng Huhe started the car and disappeared into the night.

What they didn't know was that as soon as Tang Ruonan left, Hai Yan Sanlang, who had been drowsy just now, suddenly woke up.

He came to the window, looked at the car's disappearing back, and smiled triumphantly.

At this time, Ding Mocun walked in through the door, holding up his pants and looking tired:

"Success?"

"Yes, everything went according to plan."

Ding Mocun nodded as if relieved, then sighed and looked at Hai Yan Sanlang, asking in frustration and confusion:

"Why me? I've already left No. 76."

Haiyan Saburo poured another glass of wine and said meaningfully:
“I heard Mr. Doiyuan say that a design that is too complicated actually reduces the probability of success.

The Red Party has always been cunning, so what we need to do is naturally the simplest fishing strategy, put down the accurate bait, and let the fish bite the hook willingly.

This requires your cooperation, Ding Sang.

Haha, you Chinese have a saying that birds of a feather flock together. Ding Sang has always been famous for his lust. Not long ago, he almost fell into the beauty trap of the Central Bureau of Investigation and died!
I am with you, having fun every day, so naturally others will regard me as a lustful fool. The Red Party has no idea, they are a group of self-righteous fools, hahahaha."

Ding Mocun finally understood and said bitterly:

"We should wipe out these anti-Japanese elements in one fell swoop."

Haiyan Saburo clinked glasses with him, drank his wine, and said with a lecherous look:
"I saw the female assassin who tried to kill you. She was worthy of being the cover girl of Good Friend Pictorial. What a pity."

Ding Mocun was gloomy and silent. The female assassin Zheng Pingru was indeed beautiful, but not killing her would not be enough to vent his hatred.

This assassination incident was the subject of a movie called A Certain Ring directed by a certain An in later generations. Although the plot is basically fictional, the protagonist is still very reliable.

The prototype of the anti-Japanese female patriot in the story is Zheng Pingru.

Her father was Zheng Yue (Yue), who studied at Hosei University in Japan in his early years and later joined the Tongmenghui.

Her mother was Hanako Kimura, a Japanese woman. Later, she followed her husband and returned to China with Zheng Yue to participate in revolutionary activities.

So Zheng Pingru not only came from a revolutionary family, but was also of Chinese and Japanese descent.

There was a pictorial magazine in Shanghai called "Liangyou", whose influence in China was similar to that of "Time Magazine" in the world. As for Zheng Pingru, who was able to appear on the cover of the magazine, her beauty was needless to say.

In 37, after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, 19-year-old Zheng Pingru joined the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics out of patriotic enthusiasm and became a female intelligence agent.

After the establishment of No. 76, in order to eliminate the traitor leader Ding Mocun, under the arrangement of the Central Bureau of Investigation, Zheng Pingru pretended to be an inexperienced girl and "unexpectedly met" Ding Mocun, the intended prey of the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Later, through chatting, Ding Mocun discovered that this girl was actually his female student (Ding had been the principal of a girls' middle school). He gradually trusted her, and the two of them began to interact naturally.

Although the old lecher Ding Mocun was completely bewitched by Zheng, he was an old spy after all. Although he was fond of women, he valued his reputation more. He was lucky enough to escape several assassination attempts.

Zheng Pingru, who repeatedly led him to the assassin's ambush points, naturally exposed her identity and was arrested.

The Japanese wanted to use her life to force her father to take up an official position in the puppet government, but he flatly refused.

Zheng Pingru was then ordered to be shot by Ding Mocun.

On the execution ground, this 19-year-old female anti-Japanese hero only said one last sentence to the executioner:

"Help me, hit me more accurately, don't get me dirty!"

After his daughter's death, Zheng Yue fell ill and died soon after with regret.

After Zheng Yue's death, his son, Zheng Pingru's younger brother Zheng Haicheng, flew a fighter plane and fought with the Japanese invaders in the air during the defense of the mountain city and died heroically.

Not long after, Zheng Pingru's fiancé, Air Force Colonel Captain Wang Hanxun, also died heroically.

The whole family is loyal and brave.

"Come and have a drink, Ding Sang, don't be sad. The women of our Great Japanese Empire are more docile than Chinese women. From now on, all your expenses at the Navy Club will be charged to my account."

"I'm not sad. It's just that there's something that's been buried deep in my heart and it's bothering me."

"what's up?"

"As far as I know, before Zheng and her accomplices made their final attempt to assassinate me, their superior, Zhang Ruijing, the head of the Shanghai branch of the Central Bureau of Investigation, was arrested by Unit 76.

Humph, he, I, and that bastard surnamed Li are old acquaintances. He confessed everything without any torture.

So Li Shijun knew that someone was going to kill me, but he had ulterior motives and pretended to know nothing. He was deliberately trying to kill me. I would not be a human being if I don't take revenge for this!"

Ding Mocun's eyes were burning with anger and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Is there such a thing?"

Haiyan Saburo pretended to be ignorant of the situation. He pursed his lips slowly but sneered in his heart, “The more fiercely you Chinese fight, the easier it is to control you.”

"Of course, I've wanted to tell you about this for a long time. I hope Secretary Hai Yan can help me."

"Don't worry, you are the loyal hound of His Majesty the Emperor of Japan. As long as you get solid evidence, I will report to the Consul."

"Evidence." Ding Mocun smiled bitterly. Some things can only be understood but not expressed in words. Where can he find evidence?

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(End of this chapter)