My spy diary

Chapter 443: Get ready for a big show (asking for monthly tickets)
In the office, Mao Qiwu looked solemn.

He looked at Zhao Qi, who was standing in front of him with a bruised face and pale face, and was particularly surprised: "Are you saying that this Sheng Xiang is an undercover agent planted by someone else?"

"I saw him talking to a man in a sneaky way and wanted to go up and say hello, but he turned around and ran away when he saw me. If he had nothing to hide, why would he run away?" Zhao Qi said with certainty.

"How do you know him?" Mao Qiwu thought quickly.

"It's been a while. I saw him once at the field reception office 'Shulu'. I know he is from the bureau, but we never spoke."

"Who is the person who is in contact with him?"

"He was wearing a leather jacket with his collar turned up. I couldn't see what he looked like, but judging by his figure, he looked like a martial artist." Zhao Qi frowned as he recalled, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Could he be a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation?"

Mao Qiwu shook his head: "It is also possible that he is from the Red Party."

Zhao Qi frowned and looked at him, seemingly not understanding why he said that.

"This Sheng Xiang is from the Three Youth League. The Three Youth League likes to recruit and develop student groups. Maybe he has already been converted to the Communist Party." Mao Qiwu explained, tapping the table and saying, "Universities have always been places where the Red Bandits are active. These students and intellectuals have always been ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and are most likely to be deceived."

Zhao Qi echoed, "The suppression is still not enough. One moment they want to march, the next they jump out and shout about freedom of speech. It's time to properly discipline them."

"Yes, the Nationalist government was busy fighting the war, so the Red Bandits took advantage of the situation and invaded. This is their usual trick." Mao Qiwu said with disdain, and then said worriedly, "Do you believe it? There must be more than one person like Sheng Xiang who was corrupted by the Red Party but still kept us in the dark."

Zhao Qi looked ashamed and said, "It's all my fault. I wanted to catch him alive, but he was so cruel. If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have seen the director."

Mao Qiwu waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you. This is how you do your job. When you need to be decisive, you must not be soft-handed. It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go."

"I understand. I will always ask for your advice if I encounter any problems in the future. However, this action may have alerted the enemy."

"It doesn't matter. The monk may run away, but the temple cannot. As long as we follow the line of the Three Youths, we will always find some clues. I'll leave this case to you. If you need any support, just tell me. When you find evidence, you can come to me anytime."

"Yes." Zhao Qi looked excited.

"However, what you just said is only your one-sided statement. The specific details still need to be verified by the group, and I will need your cooperation at that time - please don't misunderstand."

Zhao Qi immediately rushed to say: "How could that be? I know the rules. I will fully cooperate with the group's investigation."

"That's good." Mao Qiwu nodded with relief. "Don't worry, I will personally report to Mr. Dai about the suffering and injuries you suffered in the mud and water last night after the case is sorted out. As long as someone works hard, I, Mao Qiwu, will not treat him unfairly."

"Thank you, Director Mao."

"Okay, you go back first."

"Yes." Zhao Qi bowed respectfully and walked out slowly.

After Zhao Qi left, Mao Qiwu relaxed and leaned back in his chair. Under the light, his round face looked particularly gloomy.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said in an imperative tone: "Come to my office right away."

After a few minutes, a young man who looked like a secretary knocked on the door.

He looked to be in his twenties, but his face was pale and green, his lips were cracked and pale, and he looked sick.

Seeing his devilish appearance, Mao Qi was furious and said in a stern voice, "You are fooling around again. I have told you many times that a gentleman should be lustful but not promiscuous. You should exercise moderation. You just won't listen. When you get syphilis, you will suffer the consequences."

This person is Mao Qiwu’s nephew, Mao Zhongxin.

Last time, he was detained in Wanglongmen Detention Center for a while due to dereliction of duty. Only recently did Mao Qiwu arrange for him to work in the secretariat.

"Uncle, I was wrong." Mao Zhongxin lowered his eyebrows and said timidly. But he didn't agree with it in his heart, thinking, Uncle, you are just a pot calling the kettle black when you were young, didn't you often go to brothels? I have told you all your romantic affairs.

Mao Qiwu snorted coldly, knowing that his nephew would not remember the pain but the beating, so he simply turned his face away, too lazy to look at him again.

Mao Zhongxin saw this and quickly stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about? Do you have a mission?"

Mao Qiwu frowned and glanced at him, saying unhappily, "How many times have I told you that you and I are not allowed to address each other as uncle and nephew in the bureau?"

Mao Zhongxin lowered his head quickly: "Yes, Director."

"Yes." Mao Qiwu nodded, "There is indeed something I need you to do. After all, they are outsiders, and I am worried about them."

"what?"

"Take a look at this first." Mao Qiwu took out two files and handed them to him. "One of these two people died, and the other was injured. I need you to investigate their social relationships, as well as what they did in the past few days and who they met. The key is this person called Sheng Xiang. Check it carefully for me. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Director."

After explaining the task, Mao Qiwu looked at his nephew and saw that he was standing still with no intention of leaving. He asked impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

Mao Zhongxin looked away: "Director, what identity should I use to investigate the case? If I don't have an official position, I'm afraid no one will listen to me."

Mao Qiwu was displeased: "That's enough. You still want to be an official like this? I will arrange the staff for you. If something goes wrong, I will make you bear the consequences. Get out of here."

Mao Zhongxin curled his lips, lowered his head and walked away.

On this side, after Zhao Qi left the bureau headquarters, he walked for a distance on his own. When he realized that no one was following him, he immediately called a rickshaw and got in.

"Sir, where are you going?"

Zhao Qi looked at his watch and said to the rickshaw driver, "Hospital."

"Okay!" After getting permission, the rickshaw driver started to exert force, and the wheels began to turn rapidly.

He pulled Zhao Qi and ran non-stop on the bustling streets.

The hospital was crowded in the morning. Zhao Qi was not in a hurry to change the dressing. Instead, he walked around the main building and came to an empty yard where a black car was parked with its curtains drawn tightly and the front of the car was against a brick wall.

Zhao Qi opened the back door and sat down.

The driver's seat was empty, and the person sitting in the co-pilot's seat was Xu Zengen.

"Did he believe it?"

"Be skeptical. We will definitely check it out next."

"Of course, Mao Qiwu is no ordinary person." Xu Zengen thought for a while and said:
"I have made all the necessary arrangements. There are clues, but I guarantee they will get nothing." Zhao Qi looked at his back and said respectfully, "Thank you, Chief. As long as I can prove that Sheng Xiang is the traitor, Mao Qiwu will definitely promote me."

"We still can't be careless. I'm not worried about Mao Qiwu, but Dai Yunong is the old fox. I've lived for so long, and among all the cunning and treacherous people I've seen, he ranks first. The higher you go up, the more times you'll face him. If you make a wrong step, he'll become suspicious at every step."

"It's just like walking on thin ice. At most, I can sacrifice my life to repay the director's kindness."

"Don't worry, I will ensure your safety. If it doesn't work, withdraw."

"Thank you, Chief." Although he said this, Zhao Qi knew in his heart that he was just a chess piece after all, and once he lost his usefulness, he would be abandoned at any time.

"Okay, go back."

On the other side, as soon as the size comparison came out, Monkey couldn't wait to walk to Zhang Yi who was sitting on the sofa and report to him: "Director, there is a result."

"who is it?"

"Zhao Qi."

Zhang Yi was a little surprised: "Zhao Qi?"

"Yes, the average shoe size for adult men is about eight to nine and a half inches, and for women it's between seven and eight and a half inches. After removing the footprints of Chen San and the female monitor, there were a few more nine and a half inch footprints at the scene. After cross-comparing them with the sizes of several people in the inspection room dormitory, we finally found that the owner was Zhao Qi, who went out last night and hasn't returned since."

"So he is from the Central Bureau of Investigation?"

"It's probably true. Director, are we arresting him now?"

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Qian Xiaosan is watching over there. If there is any news leaking out, you should immediately lead your men to ambush outside the dormitory. As soon as Zhao Qi shows up, we will control him."

"I understand." The monkey responded sternly, stood up and saluted, then walked away with murderous intent.

Zhang Yi pondered for a moment and smiled coldly. Since this Zhao Qi was from the Inspection Office, he might as well put on a big show and make sure that old guy Mao Qiwu was in trouble.

But before that, he needed to meet someone first.

Thinking of this, he first went out, found a public telephone booth and called the Second Department of the Military Affairs Department. After learning that Zheng Mingyuan was resting at home today, he immediately took the box of money that Lu Genquan had sent him last time, went to a bookstore on the way, and then drove to Zheng's house leisurely.

He stopped the car far away, walked to Zheng's house and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened and an extremely ugly maid came out: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm from the Military Affairs Department, delivering something to your master." Zhang Yi said with a smile, put down the suitcase, took out a hundred-yuan French franc from his pocket, and stuffed it into the maid's hand without allowing her to refuse.

The maid was slightly startled, then she looked around cautiously, stuffed the money into her sleeve, and said with a smile, "I'm delivering something for the master. Wait a moment, I'll report to the mistress right away."

As she spoke, she left the door a crack and went in to report.

After a while, the door of the Zheng family opened, and Mrs. Zheng, Ke Shufen, came to greet them with a smile.

But when she saw that the person standing outside the door was Zhang Yi, her expression suddenly changed, she put her hands on her hips and said in a weird tone:
"Hey, isn't this Deputy Director Zhang from the Military Intelligence Bureau? I heard that you are a favorite of Boss Dai. How could you be willing to condescend to visit my humble home?"

As she said this, she glared at the maid and was about to order her to close the door.

Last time she called Zhang Yi to ask him to help release someone, but Zhang Yi didn't give her any face at all. She still holds a grudge against him now.

"Sister-in-law, don't panic." Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and used a box to block the door. He didn't know what happened, but he heard a "bang" and the leather buckle on the box fell off, and the US dollars and gold bars inside fell to the ground.

"Get out, you." When the maid saw her mistress speaking, she immediately stepped forward to scold Zhang Yi. Before she finished speaking, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. As a servant, how could she have seen so many US dollar gold bars?

Ke Shufen was also stunned, but she had seen the world after all, so she reacted immediately, pulled the maid behind her, and asked suspiciously, "Deputy Director Zhang, what's going on?"

Zhang Yi was busy picking up the money while sighing, "I heard that Mr. Zheng was at home today, so I wanted to ask him some advice, but it was not good to come empty-handed. Who would have thought? Well, I'll leave now."

"Ask me for advice?" Upon hearing this, Ke Shufen immediately smiled and said, "Oh, Deputy Director Zhang, you are too polite. Just come. What gift do you want to bring? You know Old Zheng. He has always been honest and upright."

That being said, her eyes never left the US dollar gold bars.

"That's right, that's right. Mr. Zheng has always been elegant." Zhang Yi echoed, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart, you are the one who collected the money, so naturally you can brag to others that you are incorruptible.

But to put it bluntly, the situation is tight at the front and at the back. Inside and outside the Guo party, up and down the mountains, there are very few people with the surname "Eldest Son" who are not rotten to the core.

Zheng Mingyuan was the chief secretary in the Military Control Commission, but he also had a part-time job as deputy director of the Second Department of the Military Affairs Department, which was also a senior position.

Zhang Yi finally picked up the money on the ground and put it in the box, then stood up and asked, "Is it convenient for Mr. Zheng now?"

"That's convenient, that's convenient, please come in." Ke Shufen smiled with wrinkles all over her face, and took the box from his hand and hugged it in her arms, "I didn't expect that Deputy Director Zhang would still want to visit our Old Zheng, unlike that bastard Mao Qiwu, who was full of bad intentions and took Old Zheng's position."

"Yeah, Damao may not look good, but he's full of bad intentions."

It was rare for someone to agree with her opinion, so Ke Shufen smiled even more: "Hey, Lao Zheng seldom goes to work at the Military Intelligence Bureau, and we had few opportunities to interact with him before. He didn't know that Deputy Director Zhang was such a good person. I think we should treat Deputy Director Zhang to a good meal to keep in touch with him."

"That's great. Sister Ke is also a contributor to the revolution. Naturally, I will come to you for advice more often." Zhang Yi responded with a smile and praised her a few more times.

If it were someone else, they would know that this was a compliment and would definitely be modest. However, Ke Shufen was not modest at all. Instead, she said proudly:

"That's right. If it weren't for me and Lao Zheng working together to instigate Li Mingrui of the Guangxi clique, today's political landscape would have been completely changed. Of course, this is all thanks to Yaoquan (Zheng Mingyuan's pen name). As a woman, I am very satisfied to have met Yaoquan and married him. But the chairman is partial to one and the other. Yaoquan fought for him and almost lost her life. Now his position is actually below Dai Yunong, a junior. How can people accept this!"

Zhang Yi was not sure what to say, so he quickly said, "Sister Ke is right. Officer Zheng and you are very loving and affectionate. You are a model couple and a role model for us to learn from."

"That's right. Yaoquan listens to me and obeys me." Ke Shufen smiled proudly and said, "I believe what Deputy Director Zhang says. You are an honest man, but Dai Yunong is not a good guy. I heard that he has a lot of mistresses and they sleep with him every day. He and Yaoquan don't get along. I'm happy to avoid him bringing bad influence to our Yaoquan."

Zhang Yi smiled awkwardly, and Ke Shufen asked again: "By the way, Deputy Director Zhang, are you married?"

"It's done."

"That's a pity. Sister Ke said she would introduce someone to you." She invited Zhang Yi to sit down and told the maid to pour tea. "I'll go call Lao Zheng."

As she said that, she went straight to the back carrying her suitcase.

As soon as she arrived at the room, she immediately opened the suitcase and counted it again. Then she pushed open the door of the study with a smile on her face and nodded to Zheng Mingyuan, who seemed to be calmly flipping through a book.

Zheng Mingyuan stood up slowly and came out of the study, pretending not to know that Zhang Yi was here: "Deputy Director Zhang? What brings you here?"

(End of this chapter)