My spy diary

Chapter 424: Did you get the wrong script? (ask for monthly ticket)

The long bell for the end of get off work rang.

Soon, many young male and female workers poured out of the gate of Shancheng Power Plant.

Chen Kaiyan pushed her bicycle and walked side by side with several female workers. She was wearing a plain floral cotton jacket and a large scarf that covered her face tightly.

After leaving the factory gate, she waved goodbye to her colleagues and rode her bike alone to another road.

There was a black car lying on the side of the road not far away.

Zhang Yi was sitting in the car, watching Chen Kaiyan's back gradually going away.

He always had a gloomy feeling in his heart regarding this somewhat confusing task assigned by Boss Dai.

A test? A trap?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi got out of the car.

According to the information, Chen Kaiyan is accustomed to going to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables on her way home from get off work.

Although he couldn't figure out Boss Dai's purpose for the moment, and there were no flaws in Chen Kaiyan's information, he had to sneak into her house and take a look no matter what.

No matter who she is, she will always leave clues in the nest.

After looking at his watch, Zhang Yi took out a mask and put it on, then walked into the building where Chen Kaiyan lived.

Following the narrow steps of the old building, Zhang Yi identified the house numbers and found 203.

He did not rush in, but stood against the wall, observed carefully for a while, and then went forward and knocked on the door.

No one responded. Zhang Yi quickly took out a piece of wire, inserted it into the lock core and poked it, and the door opened.

Wear shoe covers when entering the room.

Overall, there is nothing special about Chen Kaiyan's residence, it is just the home of a single girl.

The room is not big and the furnishings are rather simple, with only a bed, a wardrobe and a table.

Zhang Yi put on gloves, walked to the table, and carefully checked the drawers.

The first drawer was not locked. In addition to a few coins, there was also a pen and a notebook. It looked like it was used frequently and it was very convenient to put them there.

Zhang Yi looked around carefully, determined the placement of the pen and notebook so that they could be restored later, and then picked up the notebook.

It turned out to be a diary.

It records the trivial daily life and work, which can be said to be Chen Kaiyan’s "mental journey".

It is life and also suffering, and every word reveals the helplessness towards fate.

Two words: pitiful.

Just when he felt a little sympathy, Zhang Yi suddenly frowned and looked carefully at the notebook in his hand.

He flipped through it from beginning to end, then put the notebook under his nose and sniffed it.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with this notebook.

First of all, for a normal long-term diary, the paper will become yellowed and worn to varying degrees over time, and the color of the handwriting will also change from dark to light. However, the paper of this diary is so new that the color of the handwriting has not changed at all.

Looking at the contents of the diary again, some of the details are described in too much detail. It does not seem like a casual daily record, but rather like it was carefully prepared.

To whom?

Zhang Yi sneered and carefully put it back to its place.

After restoring this drawer, Zhang Yi reached out to pull the second drawer, but this drawer was locked.

Zhang Yi slowly squatted down, took out a paper clip from his pocket, straightened it and started to unlock the door.

The drawer opened with a slight click, but Zhang Yi just pulled it open a little when it suddenly stopped. He listened carefully and heard the sound of a bicycle bell faintly in the distance.

He immediately closed the drawer, put everything back in place, stood up and walked towards the door.

He listened close to the door, and when he heard no movement in the corridor, he walked out quietly.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Chen Kaiyan coming in pushing a bicycle with a vegetable basket hanging on her hand, which contained a few radishes and water bamboo.

It was dinner time and smoke from each house was rising. There was no one in the courtyard, so the stranger Zhang Yi wandering here seemed very out of place.

Chen Kaiyan saw it but ignored it. She pushed the cart upstairs with difficulty.

".Hello, girl."

Chen Kaiyan turned her head and saw that it was a strange man.

She didn't say anything, just glanced at him warily and continued walking up.

"I'm sorry, I mean no harm. Is this the power plant's staff quarters? I want to ask about someone - um, his last name is Dai, he's my cousin. I've been looking for him, and I just heard recently that he works at the power plant."

Chen Kaiyan looked up at Zhang Yi, then quickly lowered her head: "You should ask someone else, I don't know many people."

"Maybe you've seen him. He's in his forties, tall, with a horse face, severe rhinitis, and speaks in a muffled voice."

Chen Kaiyan had already arrived at the door of her house and locked the car. She shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen this person before. You should ask someone else."

After saying that, she took out the key to open the door, then slipped in and closed the door tightly.

Zhang Yi shrugged his shoulders. Well, he hit a snag.

Back in the office, Monkey was filling out the business trip expense report, while Qian Xiaosan was drinking tea and reading the newspaper, with a happy smile on his face.

"Qian Xiaosan, you've become rich, why are you so happy?"

"Hey, my wife just called and told me to go home early because she's stewing squab tonight."

The monkey shook his head and curled his lips and said, "Your wife is watching you very closely. Is she afraid that you will go out and have a good time? Once a man gets married, it's like being on a leash. He has no freedom at all."

"This is called happiness, you don't understand." Qian Xiaosan looked proud.

At this point in the conversation, Zhang Yi's heart moved, and he asked, "Old Qian, how did you get together with your wife?"

"We fell in love." Qian Xiaosan said happily, "In fact, men and women are like that. I can give her support and a sense of security."

After a pause, he said with the attitude of a person who has experienced it, "Of course, marriage is different from dating. Don't look for someone you like. It's better to find someone who likes you."

"Is it that simple? Didn't your father-in-law and mother-in-law make things difficult for you?" The monkey seemed to know some secret and said with a teasing look on his face.

"You're talking about this." Qian Xiaosan laughed, "They heard that I was a spy, saying that I was on the edge of a knife and my head was tied to my belt. They didn't dare to oppose me openly, but they complained a lot behind my back. But so what? Money makes the world go round. As soon as I gave them the financial resources of a small yellow croaker, they already wanted to be their son-in-law, and they couldn't wait to get married that day."

Zhang Yi burst out laughing after hearing this. He remembered that a friend of his discussed the bride price before getting married. When it was 4 yuan, the woman kept calling her "your mother". When it was yuan, she called her "our mother". When it was yuan, the woman kept calling her "my mother". If there was no money at all, she would probably just call her "fuck your mother".

Of course, marriage is never that simple. Sometimes it is not just a matter of two people getting married willingly, but a combination of two families and two social relationships.

Zhang Yi thought about it and asked the two people: "If there is a task now, asking you to quickly approach a woman, what would you do?"

"This is impressive."

"What about unmarried women who have not experienced the world?"

"A hero saves a beautiful girl!" Qian Xiaosan rolled his eyes and blurted out. "Isn't that too vulgar?"

"It may seem cliché, but everyone has been using it, which means it has a high chance of success." Qian Xiaosan said confidently. He always felt that the Virgo was sending a signal by asking this question, so he asked curiously:

"Director, is there a mission? Let's make it clear first. Old Qian has a family. It's best to leave this kind of thing to Monkey."

Zhang Yi smiled but said nothing. Could it be that he was really at his wit's end and had to resort to such a clichéd method as being a hero to save the beauty?
And who is this woman?
What is Boss Dai’s intention?

Be puzzled.

He returned home full of doubts. After making sure that no one was following or monitoring him, he immediately locked the doors and windows and carefully checked and searched his home.

Zhang Yi searched the telephone, sofa, wardrobe, lamp cords, table lamps, corners, and even the narrow gaps inside and behind clocks and radios, all places where eavesdropping devices might be hidden.

However, nothing was achieved.

The night is getting darker.

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant information - Chen Kaiyan, codename Yingwei, graduated from the Military Control Commission's Shancheng Foreign Affairs Training Class.]

Although Zhang Yi did not serve as an instructor in this class, he knew that the cultural level of the students in this class was very high, which could be said to be second to none among all the training classes of the Military Control Commission. Many of the students who registered were graduates of the foreign language departments of Peking University, Tsinghua University and church universities.

The graduates were originally planned to be assigned to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs’ overseas embassies as international intelligence agents.

But the Foreign Minister at that time was Wang Chunhui, a senior diplomat and jurist within the Kuomintang. The old man had a strong personality and flatly refused to accept Boss Dai's private goods.

Boss Dai had no choice but to assign them to work in various departments of the Military Intelligence Bureau. The most famous among them was his ex-girlfriend Yu Shuheng.

[2. You met Chen Kaiyan today and obtained relevant information - Chen Kaiyan has been ordered to approach you to perform the identification task.]

It turned out to be the case.

Zhang Yi understood.

There is no doubt that this is a trap set for him alone.

Dai Chunfeng's suspicion of him has officially begun.

It can be imagined that Chen Kaiyan also has his detailed information, and today's refusal is just a trick to indulge in lust.

But they had no idea that they were playing an open hand.

Silent all night.

As soon as he got to work the next day, Zhang Yi received a meeting notice.

Just as he was sitting down, Dai Chunfeng came in with a gloomy face. He threw a tabloid on the table angrily and asked, "What are you doing here, you useless bastard? You even spread rumors about the chairman. Why didn't you notice it?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what he was talking about. They passed the newspaper around nervously and no one said a word.

The so-called rumor was that Mr. Chang and his second wife, Ms. Chen, had reconciled, and that Ms. Chen had moved somewhere as a nurse to have a tryst with the Chairman.

This kind of thing is groundless and difficult to tell whether it is true or false. Moreover, it involves Mr. Chang's private affairs of love and romance, which is not within the scope of the duties of an agent. How can we deal with it and who dares to deal with it?
Seeing that no one said anything, Dai Chunfeng's tone became even more severe: "The chairman said that the Xinhua Daily published opinions against him and the party and the country every day. We were incompetent and allowed them to be published and spread. We were simply sitting in our positions and neglecting our duties. That's fine, but now we can't even control a tabloid?"

"Commander, could it be that this is a rumor created by the Red Party to deliberately undermine the chairman's prestige?"

As soon as Yang Rong said this, people in the conference room began to whisper.

"To be honest, the Red Party doesn't care to know about this kind of rumors. Could it be the Japanese or the Wang Puppet operatives who did it?"

"Humph, no matter who did it, it is a serious dereliction of duty for us to fail to prevent such a thing from happening in our important territory. Director Yang, send someone to investigate immediately. We must find out the mastermind before the Central Bureau of Investigation does."

"Yes." Yang Rong accepted the order and saluted.

The meeting ended quickly, and Zhang Yi was about to leave when Boss Dai said, "Deputy Director Zhang, stay a moment."

"Seat?"

Dai Chunfeng looked at him and asked, "How is it, is there a breakthrough?"

"It was a little harder than I thought. She just rejected my advances."

"Humph." Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, his tone became stern: "Hurry up, there is no progress. What if the Red Party hiding behind her discovers your identity and alerts them, and they all run away?"

The biggest "red party" hiding behind her is you, Director Dai. Zhang Yi complained in his heart, but said solemnly: "Yes, I will complete the task."

After coming out of the office, Zhang Yi thought for a while and immediately made a phone call.

The power plant's long bell for the end of get off work rang again, and Chen Kaiyan still rode her scooter to buy groceries.

Ten minutes later, she came back with a basket of vegetables hanging on the handlebars.

"Ding-ling-ling" As the car just turned into the alley, Chen Kaiyan saw two children jumping and playing in front of him, and he rang the crisp bell of the scooter.

When the child heard the bell, he ran away smilingly, and Chen Kaiyan continued to drive forward.

At this moment, a bearded man wrapped in a dirty cotton jacket suddenly jumped out from the corner and jumped onto the bicycle unexpectedly.

Chen Kaiyan slammed the brake, but it was too late, and the bearded man fell directly to the ground.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Chen Kaiyan hurriedly jumped off the bicycle and asked.

"Ouch, ouch, my leg is broken," the bearded man wailed.

"What should I do? How about you wait a moment and I'll ask someone to take you to the hospital?"

"No, you can't leave. What if you run away?"

"Brother, my car is here, my home is here, I..."

"I don't care. You hit me anyway, so pay me."

"How many?"

"100, no, at least 200." The bearded man asked for a huge sum.

Chen Kaiyan's heart tightened and she was stunned. Prices soared but wages did not increase. However, 200 yuan was not a small amount of money. It was her annual salary.

"What? You don't want to compensate? Let me tell you, I'm a mean person. If you don't compensate, I'll just be lazy with you." The bearded man started howling.

As he made a fuss, a crowd of people immediately gathered around to watch the fun, and Zhang Yi was one of them.

At this moment, he was hiding behind the crowd, ready to attack at any time.

However, at this moment, a young man holding a pair of fire tongs suddenly ran out from the other end of the alley.

He was wearing the coarse cloth work clothes of the power plant, with sleeves and gloves covered with ash, and he was holding a half-rotten chimney in his arms. It was obvious that he was also a power plant worker who lived here.

The young man was sweating profusely, holding the tongs nervously and panting. He trotted over and chopped at the bearded man's head.

"Let's see who dares to bully Kaiyan!"

The bearded man was stunned and dumbfounded, and Zhang Yi in the crowd was also dumbfounded. This was not what the script was written for.

(End of this chapter)