My spy diary

Chapter 465 Expectations (asking for monthly tickets)

It was not until noon that Dai Chunfeng returned to the bureau headquarters. As soon as he arrived at the office, Mao Qiwu knocked on the door and came in:
"What do you mean, Chief?"

Dai Chunfeng smiled calmly: "The old man asked Chen Tumu to take full charge of the theft and explosion cases. I will temporarily step down."

"This..." Mao Qiwu did not understand the meaning of Dai Chunfeng's expression and asked:
"So our people have withdrawn?"

Dai Chunfeng shook his head: "No, we will work together to assist Minister Chen in investigating the case, and everyone will continue to stay."

Mao Qiwu was confused. This was too unexpected. He thought about it and said hesitantly, "What if Minister Chen solves this case? Then Brother Yunong, you..."

"Hey!" Dai Chunfeng laughed sarcastically and gave him a meaningful look. "I said we would help Minister Chen investigate the case together, but I didn't say we would help Minister Chen solve the case!"

Mao Qiwu suddenly realized what was going on and asked quickly, "Then, Brother Yunong, what should we do?"

"Just follow what I told Yang Rong and He Zhiyuan before. Tell me any clues you have. We must keep it confidential. Of course, if Chen Tumu asks, tell him. If he doesn't ask, then there's no need to say more. He will hold a mobilization meeting at the Military and Political Department this afternoon. You should also go and attend."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, notify Zheng Mingyuan and ask him to go as well. That's it. We'll discuss the specific steps later. Call Yang Rong and He Zhiyuan first to see how the investigation is going."

"Understood. I'll go and notify them now." Mao Qiwu understood that Zheng Mingyuan was nominally the third-ranking figure in the Military Intelligence Bureau after all. He had to be brought out for show when the time came. In this way, others would no longer be able to say that the Military Intelligence Bureau was controlled by Dai Chunfeng.

"Ah."

After a few minutes, Yang Rong and He Zhiyuan pushed the door open. Dai Chunfeng gestured to close the door, asked the two to sit down, and asked:
"What clues have you found?"

Yang and He looked at each other, and Yang Rong spoke first: "Sir, after a thorough investigation, we have found three people who are major suspects."

Hearing this, Dai Chunfeng frowned: "Three people?"

"Yes, all three are suspects. One is a driver in the driver class of the Presidential Palace, one is a security guard, probably a trap planted by Wang Ni, and the other is a cleaner in the Presidential Palace compound."

"Is the person under control?"

Yang Rong paused and said, "The driver and the doorman died at home, and the cleaner disappeared."

Several people were shocked. After completing the mission, he even spared his own accomplices. His methods were too brutal.

"What about their families?"

"We learned that the driver and the doorman had sent their families to Kunming a few days ago, and the cleaner was an old widow."

Dai Chunfeng frowned: "Can you still follow me?"

"Now, we can only issue a city-wide warrant for the arrest of this old widow." Yang Rong said after thinking for a while.

Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, without commenting, and looked at He Zhiyuan: "What about you?"

He Zhiyuan: "Based on the analysis of the explosion residue at the scene, we have concluded that this is clearly a crime of collusion between insiders and outsiders. Through investigation and analysis, we have basically grasped the psychological portrait of the suspects and are investigating them intensively. So far, we have arrested more than a dozen suspects."

"Psychological portrait?"

"Yes, it is also called criminal anatomy. It is a technique to infer criminal psychology and behavioral characteristics by analyzing the crime scene, victim characteristics, and other relevant evidence. Western and Japanese people have long studied this."

Mao Qiwu and Yang Rong's eyes lit up when they heard this. Dai Chunfeng also became interested: "Director He, can you tell me more about this?"

He Zhiyuan pursed his lips, and after a long pause, he said, "No, I just heard it from Zhang Yi. I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

Yang Rong almost laughed out loud. It turned out that he was just repeating what others had said. He even had the nerve to show off. He teased, "With this technology, Lao He, you should have gained a lot, right?"

He Zhiyuan's eyes froze. What a harvest! They arrested more than a dozen people. Some of them were scared to death when they heard about the Military Control Commission, or they had alibis. But of course, he couldn't talk about these. He nodded affirmatively:
"I wouldn't say we've gained much, but after our careful questioning of the jailer's family, we've gained something."

"Ok?"

"We found that a guard named Zhang Liqiu had disappeared. His wife said that he went out after receiving a phone call that night and never came back.

He answered the phone half an hour before the incident, so we suspected he was a major suspect and searched his home.

It was discovered that this man not only had a telephone installed at home, but also had a wardrobe filled with woolen suits and leather coats, even his pajamas were made of silk, and his wife wore a custom-made cheongsam. In addition to 30,000 yuan in cash, we also found 10 small yellow croakers under his stove, which was obviously inconsistent with his income. Later, under our questioning, his wife finally admitted that Zhang Liqiu and a guard named Li Aiguo had long been stealing drugs from the hospital warehouse and reselling them on the black market. In addition.”

"What else did you confess?"

He Zhiyuan paused and said, "According to the recollections of Zhang Liqiu's wife, Gu, Zhang Liqiu once got drunk and mentioned a man called Junshi. We suspect that this man is the mastermind behind the whole thing and may be the spy we are looking for."

"military adviser?"

"Yes, it's a pity that the Gu family only knows this code name and nothing else." He Zhiyuan said regretfully.

Upon hearing this, Yang Rong laughed. After talking for so long, he still got nothing.

He Zhiyuan smiled and glanced at him: "We have secretly issued a wanted order. As long as we find this Zhang Liqiu, everything will be clear."

"What if he was also silenced?" Yang Rong said sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, He Zhiyuan nodded seriously and said, "What you said makes sense, but when a person dies, there must be a body, right? The more times the opponent attacks, the more clues he will leave behind. Even if it is just a trace, we can follow it up to investigate."

"What if the body is destroyed?"

"you"

"Enough!" Seeing that the two were still in the mood to argue, Dai Chunfeng's expression turned cold and he was so angry that he wanted to slam the table. He knew very well that if something really happened and the enemy destroyed the body, there would be no way to investigate the case. Although he didn't want Chen Tumu to solve the case, the Military Control Commission must solve the case.

He snorted coldly, remained silent for a while with a gloomy face, and suddenly asked out of the blue, "Where is Zhang Yiren?"

Mao Qiwu said: "It seems he went out."

"Where did he go? Bring him back to attend the afternoon meeting."

"I'll go now." Mao Qiwu responded, and just as he stood up, he asked hesitantly, "Director, he is now the director of the Judicial Department."

His meaning was very clear. Zhang Yi was now the director of the Justice Department and was not in charge of intelligence operations, so he did not need to attend the afternoon meeting at all.

Dai Chunfeng glanced at him and said with a smile, "Our Minister Chen specifically asked him to participate, haha."

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, and his tone and gaze were both meaningful and elusive.

Mao Qiwu's face condensed, and he wondered secretly, when did Zhang Yi get in touch with Minister Chen? On the other side, seeing Qian Xiaosan take out a pistol, Li Aiguo trembled all over and his face turned pale:

"You, who are you?"

"A driver, who else could it be?" Qian Xiaosan curled his lips. "I drove you for such a long distance, worked up a sweat, and was exhausted. Shouldn't I get back my hard-earned money? I'm curious about who you are, sir?"

"You deserve it!" Li Aiguo had an ugly expression. He naturally would not easily believe Qian Xiaosan's words. He was extremely upset at the moment and racked his brains to think of a countermeasure. The best way was to kill the driver in front of him. Even if that was not possible, he had to get away.

Seeing his uncertain expression, Qian Xiaosan sneered: "Then why are you still standing there? Pay up!"

"Hey, hey, okay." Li Aiguo held the scissors in one hand, and reached into his pocket with his injured hand trembling. He seemed to be cooperating, but his eyes were fixed on Qian Xiaosan, hoping that the other party would reveal a flaw, even if it was just a moment of relaxation.

"I lost the scissors."

Li Aiguo was silent. No matter how good his kung fu was, he was afraid of kitchen knives. Although he had scissors, the other party had a pistol in his hand. He didn't dare to bet that the other party's gun was a fire stick. Once he fired the gun, even if he didn't die, it would alert the patrolman. At that time, his identity would be exposed, and the other party's identity would be exposed.
Thinking of this, a trace of sadness flashed across Li Aiguo's eyes. He threw the scissors at his feet, knelt on the ground, and took out all the money in his pocket tremblingly.

"Please spare my life, my dear. I am the only child in my family and I am not married yet. Now I am in your hands. I accept it. As long as you can let me go, I will do anything for you."

"I asked you who you are, and you haven't answered yet."

Qian Xiaosan saw the scissors still at the man's feet and knew that he was just pretending to be nice to him. He didn't want to make a mistake, so he sneered and shouted, "Throw the scissors away."

Seeing that the other party had seen through his little trick, Li Aiguo's face became even uglier. As he was hesitating, he heard imperceptible footsteps behind him. The first thing that came into his sight was a figure elongated by the sunlight. Then the footsteps paused, and a pistol was pointed at the back of his head. The driver in front of him shouted "Commander", and Li Aiguo felt a chill on his back. A layer of fine sweat beads covered his forehead. His breathing became more and more rapid, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily.

The sky was blue, and a group of magpies flew by, calling out long and melodious calls.

Because of Li Aiguo's eavesdropping incident, Lin Xiao did not rush back to the hospital. Instead, he made a phone call and went to a small courtyard in the downtown area.

The courtyard is well maintained, with a lounge chair placed under the ginkgo tree. Beichuan leaned on the lounge chair, looked at the sky and said, "It's rare for a mountain city to have such good weather."

Lin Xiao listened with his head lowered, not knowing how to respond.

Beichuan glanced at him, smiled playfully, and said, "You are dressed like a herald bird, and you only bring bad news. Tell me, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiao quickly reported to Beichuan that Li Aiguo had eavesdropped on their conversation, but after hearing this, Beichuan said nothing. Instead, he began to make tea with great interest.

"Try it. The Japanese tea ceremony has a unique flavor."

"Thank you, Mr. Beichuan." The more this happened, the more uneasy Lin Xiao became.

Beichuan laughed and drank his tea slowly and politely. When the tea was finished, he picked up a leaf of tea and chewed it before asking:

"Why would he eavesdrop?"

Lin Xiao quickly put down his teacup: "Curious? Or maybe he saw that I killed Zhang Liqiu and was worried that he would be abandoned as well. I guess, I guess he wanted to get in touch with you."

"fear death?"

"Yes."

"Did you kill him?"

"No, he is still needed for making bombs. Of course, if necessary, I will go to him at night."

"Did he see me?"

"No. I tried it from where he was standing, and it was impossible to see you from that angle."

"Oh, anyway, that safe house can't be used anymore."

"Okay. I'll move him tonight and clear out all the traces inside."

"Keep an eye out. If anyone is interested in that place or a stranger appears on the street, it means that there is something else wrong with you as an informant. This is not something that can be done with fear of death."

"clear."

Beichuan nodded, spit out the tea leaves in his mouth, thought for a moment, and asked again: "Will he remember the lesson today?"

"If I were him, I would remember it even after I die."

"If it hurts too much, you won't be able to continue working, right?"

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I know my limits."

"It's good that you know your limits." Beichuan smiled playfully again, looked at Lin Xiao for a few times, and suddenly asked, "Did you get the blueprint?"

"I only got one, which was hand-painted based on the description of the original owner's servants. I can't guarantee its accuracy. As for the other one, I can't figure out how to do it now."

"We must get it at all costs." Beichuan suddenly sat up and looked at him with an encouraging look. "I know that taking it by force is the worst option, but now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to bite the bullet. Think about it, as long as the bomb goes off, the Sino-Japanese war situation will be rewritten instantly. Haha, the bigwigs in Nanjing will celebrate and congratulate us. You and I will be heroes of the Great Japanese Empire. By then, not to mention your Chairman Wang, even the Emperor will summon you."

"Yes, I'll try my best."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about doing your best." Beichuan corrected.

"Understood." Lin Xiao quickly agreed, hesitated for a while, and asked carefully:

"But those two places are heavily guarded. Even if we have the blueprints, we can't get the bombs in, right?"

"You don't have to worry about that!" Beichuan interrupted him and smiled mysteriously, "Someone will deliver it in when the time comes."

"Yes." Lin Xiao understood that Beichuan must have planted his own people there a long time ago. Although he was curious, he couldn't and didn't dare to ask. While he was thinking, he saw Beichuan patted his shoulder affectionately and said, "Mr. Lin, I have good news to tell you."

Lin Xiao was confused: "You tell me."

Beichuan took out a photo from his pocket with a smile and handed it to him: "Look, what a cute son. I am a little jealous of you."

Hearing him mention his son, Lin Xiao's heart tightened and he quickly took the photo. The photo showed a woman in a kimono, holding a three-year-old boy in her arms. The two of them were standing under a cherry tree, smiling happily.

This was undoubtedly a naked threat. Lin Xiao quickly said, "Don't worry, Beichuan-kun. I will do my best."

"Very good, I look forward to that day." Beichuan smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, I hope you will not disappoint me."

(End of this chapter)