My spy diary

Chapter 432 Eavesdropping Device (asking for monthly ticket)
"031?"

Hearing this code name, Boss Dai stood up suddenly: "What do you mean?"

"I have seen this code name many times in the secret telegrams sent by the Shancheng Red Party Office to the Military Commission's Confidential Office. This person must be an undercover agent lurking inside the Military Control Commission, and I estimate that his rank is very high."

He Shangyou took a deep breath, stared at Liu Dongfang, and asked:
"What is his true identity?"

Liu Dongfang shook his head.

Dai Chunfeng glanced at He Shangyou unhappily, then sat down again. Liu Dongfang was no longer in his sight. It was obvious that he was too lazy to even look at him again.

He Shangyou looked embarrassed, glared at Liu Dongfang fiercely, and whispered to Dai Chunfeng: "Director, let me find out more."

After saying that, he tactfully pulled Liu Dongfang away in a hurry.

This time, Dai Chunfeng didn't even raise his head.

After the two of them left the house, Dai Chunfeng had a gloomy face and dark eyes. He pondered for a while before picking up the phone and dialing.

Soon, Mao Qiwu came in.

Dai Chunfeng signaled him to wait. After a while, He Shangyou also came back. He respectfully reported:

"Mr. Dai, I just ran into Director Xu and handed the person over to him directly. The interrogation has begun."

Dai Chunfeng did not comment, paused, and then asked:

"Do you think he's telling the truth?"

He Shangyou: "I think so. This person is afraid of death and has no place to stand over there, so he dare not lie. I just didn't expect that the other side is so cunning and protects that person so tightly. But no matter what, under Sanmu, we can squeeze out something useful."

Seeing He Shangyou's exhausted appearance, Mao Qiwu took the initiative to excuse him:
"Commander, this case is serious. Director He was a little anxious and brought the person to you without getting any results from the interrogation. However, please forgive me for being frank, but we must get rid of that person."

Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, and said firmly: "Qi Wu, I know you already have a name in your mind, but I don't want to hear it. Where is the evidence? As long as you have evidence, you can arrest him now."

Mao Qiwu lowered his head in despair and said nothing.

When He Shangyou heard this, he glanced at Mao Qiwu suspiciously, thinking about it thoughtfully.

Dai Chunfeng continued to ask: "What did Chang'an Station say? Have you investigated Liu Dongfang's resume?"

"It has been verified and is indeed correct. His parents, brothers and sisters are all in Peking."

"Send electricity to the North China region and find a way to control his family."

"Yes."

While they were talking, Adjutant Jia knocked on the door and came in, followed by the Director of Telecommunications Wei Daming.

Dai Chunfeng asked He Shangyou to introduce Liu Dongfang's situation, and then asked Wei Daming:
"What do you think?"

"Yes." Wei Daming nodded, "According to my subordinates, what Liu Dongfang said is basically true. With the expansion of the Red Army's wireless communication system, many problems have arisen in terms of technical standards and discipline awareness. Leaks of secrets, delays in military operations, individual actions, and violations of discipline have occurred frequently.

“Especially after the so-called Hundred Regiments Campaign, the Japanese army felt the sluggishness of the Eighth Route Army’s intelligence, and carried out unprecedented innovation and strengthening in the intelligence skills of the front army.

Although the decryption work was intermittent, we were able to grasp the movements of some of the Red Party headquarters.

The Japanese army used advanced radio lateral technology and fake military call signs to determine the location of large radio stations, and used radio tapping techniques, moving positions, changing calls and wavelengths to infer the movements of the Red Army, track the leadership of the Red Army, and carry out mopping-up activities. It is said that they have cancelled the configuration of radio stations below the regiment level for the convenience of management.

"It's not uncommon for a poor man to suddenly become rich." Dai Chunfeng sneered, and then asked with great interest: "What about us? Can we decipher their telegrams?"

"Since the establishment of the Military Technology Office, a total of 149 telegrams from the Red Party have been cracked. Now it is basically certain that they use a one-message-one-code system. However, it will take time to crack the master copy."

Dai Chunfeng just smiled, but after hearing the second half, his face darkened and he looked at him.

Wei Daming said helplessly: "Mr. Dai, the military technology side."

"I understand." Boss Dai raised his hand to interrupt him. The Military Technology Room was controlled by Director Mao Qingzhu, who was deeply trusted by the Chairman. He couldn't push him too hard. Moreover, he felt that this was a deliberate move by the Chairman to disperse the power and let his subordinates check and balance each other. For this reason, he had no choice but to be patient and wait for things to turn around.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang.

Dai Chunfeng picked up the phone, listened to a few words expressionlessly, and smiled coldly.

Facing the gazes of several people, he said, "It's a pity that we didn't get any results from this trial, but this person is still valuable, so let's hand him over to Director Daming."

"Yes."

After the conversation ended, several people saluted and said goodbye, but Mao Qiwu walked behind, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Dai Chunfeng knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't give him a chance. He knocked on the table and said, "Director Xu will be here soon."

Just as he finished speaking, Xu Yedao, the director of the Judicial Department, knocked on the door and came in. He looked a little unhappy: "Director, you still didn't say anything after being tortured."

As he said this, he handed the interrogation record to Boss Dai.

"There is one more thing I want to report to you."

Dai Chunfeng was flipping through the books expressionlessly. When he heard this, he stopped and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Xu Yedao glanced at Mao Qiwu obliquely.

Mao Qiwu pretended to avoid the question: "Then I'll go back first."

Boss Dai waved his hand, motioning Mao Qi to sit down as well: "No need, we are a family, let's discuss things together."

He then said to Xu Yedao, "I just happened to be looking for you. Is there any progress in cleaning up the prison?"

"I'm here to report this to you. It's very difficult to keep it secret if you want to execute so many people at once. However, I had a conversation with Deputy Director Zhang today, and suddenly I had an idea."

"Zhang Yi?" Mao Qiwu looked surprised.

Xu Yedao nodded: "Deputy Director Zhang proposed the idea of ​​using poison. Although it is a bit insidious, it can indeed be done quietly. However, this requires the support of the technical department, and the fewer people who know about it, the better."

"Poison?"

Dai Chunfeng pondered and felt a little excited, but when he heard that the idea was from Zhang Yi, he became a little wary and unbelievable. Was he doing this for the public good? Was he helping others in need, or was there some conspiracy that he didn't know about?

Was my suspicion wrong?
Dai Chunfeng suddenly felt a headache. He glanced at Mao Qiwu and said, "Let Director Mao handle this matter. Ask him to inform the technical department."

"Yes." When their eyes met, Mao Qiwu immediately understood what he meant. He was also full of doubts, but since the boss decided to follow Zhang Yi's wishes, it made sense. No matter what Zhang Yi had planned, as long as his own people were watching, he would be exposed for sure.

"Old Xu, we have to cooperate wholeheartedly from now on."

"No problem on my end." Xu Yedao saluted and bowed to take his leave. Mao Qiwu also left.

After the two men left, Dai Chunfeng thought for a while with a gloomy face, called Adjutant Jia and whispered a few words to him, and the latter left in a hurry.

In the Operations Department, in the office, Zhang Yizhen and Director He Zhiyuan are playing chess.

He Zhiyuan was clacking the chess pieces in his hand, and he was not idle either, saying while playing chess: "Yun Yi, you are going to lose again. You are newlyweds, why are you so absent-minded? I can't find the feeling of meeting a worthy opponent."

Zhang Yi smiled bitterly and sighed, "So what if we're married? A marriage without love is just a lingering existence."

He Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Love is very vague. In reality, you need to have a regular sex life, eat together every day, talk about family matters together every day, sleep in the same bed, and go out for a walk when you are free. Otherwise, love is just an empty shell."

After a pause, he continued, "You young people now advocate free love, I don't understand this. But no matter what kind of love it is, you have to live your life. Besides, for our profession, love is a luxury. I heard that she was introduced by Boss Dai?"

"Yes."

"One of our own?"

"Correct."

"Then you should feel lucky that you don't have to hide your identity in front of her."

"It would be nice if it were true." Zhang Yixin said, agreeing, "Yes, marriage is all about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea."

Then he changed the subject and said, "It's not that I'm absent-minded, I'm just thinking about something."

"what?"

"Just now I saw a prisoner being escorted to a certain place in the corridor. He looked very serious and his identity seemed to be very important. When I asked him, he refused to say who he was and was very mysterious."

"Prisoner?" He Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment of silence, he said:

"Since the institutional reform, the judicial, police, and intelligence departments have been separated one after another. Our Operations Department is now isolated. To arrest someone, we have to look up to the First and Second Departments. We have to rely on them. This is not a solution."

"Does the Virgo have any ideas?"

"Forget it." He Zhiyuan waved his hand, looking uninterested. "At my age, what ideas do I still have? In the end, it's all a matter of mentality."

"Mindset?" Zhang Yi asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"In this world, in the context of the war of resistance, we are in this business of intrigue and deception. In the face of power, fame and gain, who can keep a calm mind? But what does it matter?"

He Zhiyuan sighed and continued, "Sometimes when I stand at the office window and look out at the bustling high-rise buildings and colorful neon lights, I often wonder, what is my position in this city? Have I found my place?"

Zhang Yi looked surprised: "Director, what's wrong with you? Your position, do you still need to find your position? You are the director of the Eight Major Departments, the Eight Vajra of the Military Control Commission. Everyone who sees you must be respectful."

"Haha." He Zhiyuan smiled, "The position I'm talking about is not my position, nor my fame and status, but my mentality, our mentality.

I remember when I was in the Whampoa Military Academy, an instructor said that as a human being, one should not be arrogant because of victory, not be conceited because of reputation, not sink because of failure, and not be impetuous because of backwardness. But we are all ordinary people, living in the secular world, and how many people can fully do this? "

As he spoke, he sighed deeply: "Many people have lost their way because they can't bear the pain of being the only one awake while the rest of the world is drunk. Lao Tzu said, 'Only by not competing can one avoid blame.' Boss Dai has made the arrangements, so we just need to follow his orders."

"It is because you do not contend with others that you will not incur resentment." This means that it is because you do not contend with others that you will not incur resentment.

Zhang Yi was thoughtful and silent for a while, then retorted: "Isn't that too negative? In my opinion, sometimes stumbling is to go further, and also to match the stumbling steps of others. Although retreating to advance can avoid many troubles and disasters, I am afraid that if it continues for a long time, others will treat you as a soft persimmon and take advantage of you at will."

He Zhiyuan did not comment, but looked at Zhang Yi and said meaningfully: "Everyone starts by learning to march, then to trot, and then to become a martial arts master. Little do they know that if they dance too much and become obsessed with it, they will forget the steps of marching, and if they are not careful, they will fall down and won't be able to get up!"

"One word from you is worth ten years of reading. I am grateful for your teaching."

Zhang Yi bowed and said that he wanted to take the opportunity to stir up a fight between the Operations Department and the First and Second Departments, but he didn't expect He Zhiyuan to choose to back down. It seemed that his skills were still a little lacking.

"Of course, you are younger than me, more motivated, and have good ideas." He Zhiyuan took over the conversation and had just said a few words when the phone on the table rang.

He picked it up casually, listened to a few words, and said to Zhang Yi:
"Boss Dai is looking for you."

"Knock-knock-knock", one long and three short knocks, there were knocks on the door outside Zhang Yixin's house.

Chen Kaiyan was playing the role of a wife, making dumplings in the kitchen. When she heard a knock on the door, she lifted her apron, walked to the door, and opened the bolt with her floury hands, saying:

"You're back? Aren't you busy today?"

When she opened the door, she was stunned. The person standing at the door was not Zhang Yi, but Adjutant Jia Jinnan.

Chen Kaiyan had seen him from afar but had never spoken to him. She didn't know what he was doing there and just stared at him blankly for a moment.

Adjutant Jia said to her, "Mr. Dai taught me to knock on the door. He said that if I knock like this, I will see Mrs. Zhang."

Chen Kaiyan looked at him: "Any mission?"

Adjutant Jia didn't say anything. He rummaged in his pocket and found two eavesdropping devices with two metal wires in his hand. "You should know how to use them."

Chen Kaiyan froze, looking embarrassed: "He is very cautious. If I put it on, he will find it soon."

Adjutant Jia said gloomily, "This is Mr. Dai's order. I am only responsible for conveying it. As for how to do it, that is your business."

"But if he finds out, he and I--"

"If anything goes wrong, you can say you didn't know."

"is it possible?"

"You were not at home, so someone else did it." Adjutant Jia said, handing over the bug without any question.

Chen Kaiyan seemed to have no more reasons to refuse. She looked at her adjutant and finally took the bug.

After Adjutant Jia left, she bolted the door, quickly went into the house, washed her hands, and then went to the telephone in the living room.

She took off the hairpin on her head, opened the base of the phone neatly, and installed the bug.

Later, another bug was installed on the chandelier.

Then she picked up the phone and dialed a special number.

"Hey?"

The other party said: "It's OK, very clear."

The room was completely silent, with only the telephone faithfully recording everything it heard.

(Updates have resumed. I got the influenza A virus. I felt more annoyed than before. I was drowsy and slept for two days. I couldn't get over it. I went to the hospital and got IV fluids for a few days before I got better. Brothers, please keep warm and take care of your body. Nothing is better than health.)
(End of this chapter)