My spy diary

Chapter 447 Jin Xiaoyu (asking for monthly ticket)
The phone was disconnected with a click. He Shangyou was relieved and looked at Mao Qiwu, and couldn't help feeling complacent.

"Knocking the mountain to scare the tiger, this is a good move." Mao Qiwu also laughed, "What do you think he will do next?"

"If he really is that person, he must have already prepared to flee."

"can you?"

"Who knows? But we have to be mentally prepared." He Shangyou said seriously, and immediately picked up the phone again. "Listen to me, you immediately rush to the bus station, train station, and dock, cooperate with the people from the Inspection Office, and control every entrance and exit. Once the target appears, arrest him immediately."

Then, he hung up the phone and immediately called another team: "Team Two, this is He Shangyou, keep a close eye on the target - no, don't arrest him. If he's active in the city, just keep a close eye on him. Our target is his superior. Remember: never alert the enemy."

After arranging all this, he took out a can of beautifully packaged tea from the cabinet: "Old Mao, try it? It's the Da Hong Pao from Wuyi Mountain. I got it with great difficulty. I couldn't bear to take it out even when Boss Dai came. Today I'll give it to you for free."

Seeing his relaxed look, Mao Qiwu shook his head and smacked his lips and said, "Whether the case is solved or not is a matter for today. To be honest, I'm so nervous right now that I don't have the leisure to drink tea with you."

"Let the young people practice catching people and stalking. I have to watch it." He Shangyou said, pointing to the telephone next to the sofa, "Don't worry, I met two magpies today. I always feel that good things will happen. Maybe there will be good news soon. You sit down - sit down when I tell you to sit down. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Mao Qiwu was helpless, so he sat down and said, "You are quite superstitious. Well, I will just be a spectator today."

As He Shangyou prepared tea sets and a thermos, he said with a double meaning: "For some things, it is better to believe that they exist than to believe that they do not exist."

After a pause, he frowned again and asked, "What do you mean, boss?"

Mao Qiwu smiled and said, "By default, that means you agree."

Just now when the two of them went to report, Dai Chunfeng seemed noncommittal and just let He Shangyou handle it on his own.

Mao Qiwu was actually very clear about the mystery behind this. If he could catch the thief and seize the stolen goods, and prove that Zhang Yi was the man, everyone would be happy. Director He's quick decision-making played an indispensable role.

If it's another half-cooked meal, he can wait until He Shangyou is unable to save himself and then he can step in to smooth things over. This is also a kind of leadership art.

In the evening, the commercial street where Zheng Huhe Bookstore is located has become quiet, with few pedestrians on the street.

Jin Xiaoyu hurried into the bookstore. He was summoned by Zheng Huhe's emergency call. As soon as he entered and closed the door, he asked:

"Team leader, what happened?"

Zheng Huhe took him into the secret room and said, "A hidden spy from the Military Control Commission has escaped from Pagoda Mountain and brought back top-secret information about Comrade 031."

Jin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and tried to calm down: "In other words, this person's existence will endanger the safety of Comrade 031? What should we do now?"

After Jin Xiaoyu was ordered to infiltrate the Wanglongmen Detention Center, he was placed under the leadership of Zheng Huhe. At this time, he vaguely knew that there was a comrade named 031 lurking in the core leadership of the Military Control Commission, and all their work was carried out around him.

"Don't worry, the organization has a plan."

"Do you want to get rid of this person? What can I do here? Please give the order, team leader."

"No, your position is critical. It is related to rescuing our comrades who are imprisoned by the enemy. You must not take any risks. I called you here today to inform you that from today on, this contact point will be invalidated. Your organizational relationship will be transferred to the Shancheng Office and will be directly led by Director Ye."

"Then, Comrade 031..."

Zheng Huhe looked up at him: "Xiao Jin, I'm over there."

He spoke calmly, but there was a hint of tragedy in his words.

Jin Xiaoyu understood that Zheng Huhe was going to fight alone.

In this secret room, Jin Xiaoyu always liked to lean against the pillar and talk to Lao Zheng. Maybe because he sat too much in the detention center, or maybe because standing could keep him more agile, he seldom sat in front of Lao Zheng.

But now, he went to the corner and sat on a pile of books.

"I believe you have your reasons for staying, but I really hope I can do something to help you, even if it's just a little bit."

His voice was low, and it seemed that he was comforting himself rather than pleading for himself - he "stayed" but was not unable to come back.

"This is an order. I am still your team leader now." Zheng Huhe became more serious. Seeing that Jin Xiaoyu was a little uneasy, he patted his shoulder and said comfortingly:
"Don't worry, I won't put myself in danger. We will meet again soon."

"Yes." Jin Xiaoyu sat in the corner and forced a faint smile.

Zheng Huhe looked at him and smiled with relief. Although Xiao Jin had not worked under him for a long time, the two of them were old acquaintances. He was not only Xiao Jin's instructor at the Frunze Military Academy, but also his introducer to the party and watched him grow up.

He entered this business earlier than Xiao Jin, so he has seen more misery and tenderness, cruelty and luck. Even if he sacrifices himself, he must protect young comrades like Xiao Jin, because the revolution needs young people like them. This is also the reason why he did not tell Xiao Jin all the plans. Appropriate information isolation is sometimes a kind of protection for comrades.

Here, He Shangyou took a sip of the tea, looked at Mao Qiwu, and said, "Not bad, mellow and smooth, with a long aftertaste."

"Yes, it's the first time I drink such good tea." Mao Qiwu nodded, but his mind was not on the tea. His eyes unconsciously glanced at the phone beside him.

He Shangyou was about to say something when the phone next to him suddenly rang.

Mao Qiwu subconsciously stared at the phone, his hand involuntarily clenched the teacup. Could it be news about Zhang Yi? Did he really escape?
"He went out? Driving alone? Going over there? Really? Keep an eye on him." He Shangyou was equally nervous and excited. He hung up the phone immediately and quickly dialed another number:
"A team? I'm He Shangyou. Tell everyone that the target is heading out of the city and could escape at any time. Immediately mobilize all personnel and expand the surveillance area. Even people with similar height and body shape should not be spared, including women. We must prevent the target from escaping with makeup."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Mao Qiwu and smiled conceitedly: "You are right. Whether the case is solved or not is a matter of today. Just wait and see. I have laid a dragnet, and he can't escape."

"Did he really go out of the city?" Mao Qiwu looked surprised.

"good."

Mao Qiwu's stunned expression made He Shangyou very satisfied. Once Zhang Yi escaped, he must be the one. Successfully digging out the mole lurking in the top leadership of the Military Control Commission would definitely be a proud achievement in his career. He needed an audience, a bystander, an audience who could vigorously promote him in front of Boss Dai.

Undoubtedly, Mao Qiwu is the most suitable candidate.

"Great, then I'll wait for Director He's good news."

Having said that, Mao Qiwu was not as optimistic as He Shangyou. He had fought with Zhang Yi several times, and every time when the truth was within reach, he missed it because of one unforeseen accident or another. Even though he hated Zhang Yi, he never underestimated his opponent, and he felt that this man was more and more terrifying. With Zhang Yi's qualifications and abilities, couldn't he find the monitor sent by He Shangyou?
If he had discovered it, why would he dive headfirst into the other party's net without any scruples?

"Don't worry, no matter how cunning and treacherous he is, he is just a stray dog ​​now." He Shangyou took a sip of tea and smiled contemptuously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone next to him rang again.

He Shangyou almost jumped up, grabbed the receiver and listened carefully.

"He's missing? What happened? Didn't he say he was heading out of the city? You bunch of idiots, why don't you go out and look for him! Even if we have to dig deep into the ground, we will find him for me."

He hung up the phone with a gloomy face, and when he was wondering if there were any clues he had missed, the phone rang again.

"Hello, what did you say?" He Shangyou looked out the window in surprise after hearing the voice on the phone. "Are you sure he was driving by himself?"

After receiving the definite answer, he was depressed and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He said exhaustedly:
"The plan is cancelled. Let's all withdraw."

It was already evening, and people were going out to eat or walking to the cafeteria with lunch boxes. Amid the coming and going of people, Zhang Yi's car was seen speeding through the gate and finally stopped in the yard under the office building.

He got out of the car and walked upstairs. When he passed the floor of a Party and Government Intelligence Department, he stopped and asked Secretary He Shangyou who was looking around in the corridor:

"Where are you chief?"

The secretary was speechless for a long time, then hesitantly said, "I'm going to the director's office. Deputy Director Zhang, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Yi looked at him and smiled calmly: "He was hesitant, his voice was high-pitched, his eyes were erratic, and he lacked confidence. Maybe he really went to the director's office, but definitely not now."

As he said this, he was about to push the door open.

The secretary immediately stopped him and said, "Deputy Director Zhang, Director He."

The secretary was well-mannered, but he was no match for Zhang Yi. He pushed him aside with a slight push, then opened the door and saw He Shangyou and Mao Qiwu sitting on the sofa with gloomy faces.

Zhang Yi stared at the two of them with a smile on his face.

He Shangyou was in a trance for a moment, forced a smile, and said in surprise:
"Deputy Director Zhang, what's up?"

Zhang Yi also looked surprised: "Director Mao is here too?"

Then, he said to He Shangyou: "I'm here to see you, Old He."

"Find me?"

"Didn't you say you found clues about the Red Party and wanted to talk to me about it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you see, I forgot about it in a blink of an eye." He Shangyou rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "Please take a seat, Lao Mao and I were just talking about you."

Zhang Yi glanced at Mao Qiwu and said, "Director Mao, you won't say bad things about me behind my back, right?"

"Don't make fun of me." Mao Qiwu showed a complicated smile and changed the subject: "By the way, can I take care of Zhao Qi?"

"It's a small matter. Send someone to take it back later."

Mao Qiwu breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously, "Come, have some tea. Director He's tea is really good."

He Shangyou handed Zhang Yi a cup, took the cup and sat aside, sighed, and said:

"We had found some clues about the Red Party, but who knew that things would turn out to be unpredictable and the cooked duck flew away."

Seeing his embarrassment, Mao Qiwu smoothed things over for him and changed the topic to the weather. He looked at the sunset outside the window and said, "Today's weather is really rare."

Zhang Yi also looked out the window and said, "It's rare, but according to the weather bureau, it will rain again tomorrow."

"is it?"

The three of them were drinking tea from cups in their hands and chatting casually, creating an awkward atmosphere.

On the other side, Jin Xiaoyu returned to Wanglongmen Detention Center with a heavy heart.

He stood at the window, holding a teacup, pretending to blow away the steaming steam nonchalantly, but his eyes were looking out the window.

After a while, a black car drove in and the director Yang Zaixing, who was dressed in casual clothes, got out of the car and whispered something to his secretary.

After making sure that Yang Zaixing had returned to the office, he immediately took out a subsidy application form from the drawer, filled it out carefully, and knocked on the door of Director Yang Zaixing's office.

"What? Allowance claim?"

Yang Zaixing looked at the application form he handed over, his face not looking good: "How long have you been here, and you're already applying for allowance?"

"Sir, if you can, please help me. My family is waiting for money."

Yang Zaixing looked at him and sneered: "What can you do with this money?"

"Let's deal with the emergency first. We can't even afford to eat at home."

"You are a second lieutenant after all, where did your salary go?"

Jin Xiaoyu just lowered his head and said nothing.

Yang Zaixing looked at his silent attitude, and signed the subsidy application form with a pen with an unhappy look on his face: "Take it, take it, and don't do it again!"

"Thank you, sir." Jin Xiaoyu took it in his hand, glanced at Yang Zaixing, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and asked:

"By the way, Chief, what's going on with those special prisoners in Jiazi?"

(End of this chapter)