My spy diary

Chapter 478: Letter of Invitation (asking for monthly ticket)
"who are you?"

Kitagawa Ichiro still didn't turn around: "Don't you want to come down and take a bath? Come on down."

Jin Dayong hesitated for a while, then stepped into the hot spring pool cautiously. He stole a glance at the man next to him, and only then could he see his appearance clearly. He was about thirty years old, thin, with a beard, and his long and narrow eyes were slightly closed, looking very comfortable.

"That's right." The man looked at Jin Dayong and smiled, then said patiently, "I'm Japanese, and you're Korean. In the mountain city, we're both outsiders after all, but one day, maybe we won't become the masters here?"

Jin Dayong remained silent.

"Do you know why I chose to meet here?"

Jin Dayong glanced at him, shook his head, and said frankly: "I don't know."

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. That's the only way to be genuine and honest." Beichuan's tone became gentler. "I always believe that the most important thing in making friends is to be genuine and honest. This kind of honesty is not a false response, but is directly reflected in words and deeds. I have heard about what happened just now from Kuroda-kun. The fault is his. I apologize to you on his behalf first."

As he spoke, his expression became serious and he lowered his head slightly.

Jin Dayong still didn't answer. At the moment, he was dizzy from soaking in the hot water and had not yet recovered.

Kitagawa raised his head and looked at him, then turned to look at Kuroda Tomosuke who was standing by the hot spring pool.

Receiving Kitagawa's gaze, Kuroda Tomosuke immediately stepped forward, crossed his hands, and performed a standard Japanese bow.

"Mr. Jin, I'm so sorry."

Beichuan looked at him, then turned to Jin Dayong and said, "Second Lieutenant Jin, do you think this is okay?"

The tone even had a hint of pleading. This attitude of being rude at first and respectful later made Jin Dayong confused for a moment. He glanced at Beichuan and asked the question he was most eager to know:
"When will you send me away safely? Where is my mother now?"

Beichuan did not answer directly, but asked: "Are you worried about your own safety? Are you also worried that your mother will be wronged in the country?"

Jin Dayong glanced at him, wanting to say something, but said nothing. In the past, he didn't dare and didn't want to expose his weaknesses in front of a stranger, but Beichuan knew all of this. Silence was considered as a tacit agreement. After all, who is not afraid of death and doesn't worry about the safety of his family?

After a moment, he stubbornly repeated the question: "When can I see my mother?"

"Don't worry, your mother is safe now." Beichuan saw that Jin Dayong was getting a little excited, so he waved his hand to tell him to calm down and explained:

"She is now a cleaner at the Imperial Japanese Embassy in Korea. Although she may not be rich and powerful, at least she has enough food and clothing. If you really miss her, you can send her a message now, or I can ask them to mail a photo of her to me?"

Jin Dayong was half-believing and half-doubting, but even if Beichuan was telling the truth, this was not what he wanted. He growled angrily:
"You are not keeping your word. Our deal is over and I am going back to North Korea now."

"No, you are wrong. I, Ichiro Kitagawa, am a major in the Ume Agency. My words are always my bond. You can leave now." Kitagawa interrupted him and looked back at Tomosuke Kuroda.

Kuroda Chisuke immediately took out two "small yellow croakers" from his arms and handed them to him. Beichuan stuffed them into Jin Dayong's hands without allowing him to refuse: "You can go."

Jin Dayong looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"You can take it as a reward, or as a parting gift from a friend. It's a small token of my appreciation. Maybe it will be useful on the road. After all, the road from Shancheng to North Korea is long, and there are many checkpoints."

Jin Dayong was stunned. Are they really going to let him leave?

Seeing his somewhat surprised expression, Beichuan continued, "Don't doubt it, these are all my sincere words. However, before we part, I have a few words from the bottom of my heart that I can't help but express. Mr. Jin, are you willing to listen?"

Jin Dayong did not comment.

"I'm sorry, we can't send you away because we have a mission." Beichuan sighed, turned his head to look at Jin Dayong, and said earnestly, "Not to mention whether you can escape. Even if you are lucky enough to successfully reach North Korea, can you really get what you want? Have you considered changing your identity to go back?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're going back as a lieutenant in the Mei Agency of the Imperial Japanese Army, not as a dog trainer in the Operations Department of the National Government's Military Statistics Bureau, huh?"

Jin Dayong was shocked: "You want to turn me against you?"

"It's not subversion, it's cooperation, or it can be seen as a transaction. You are inside, we are outside, and we share the gains. I get intelligence, you get money, and of course, status."

Jin Dayong frowned, "This is impossible. Do you know how much risk I took to deliver a message to Lin Xiao for you? I guess I have already aroused their suspicion, let alone in the future."

He now understood that Beichuan was arrogant at first but respectful later, and it was obvious that he wanted to drag him into the water. Thinking of his own situation, he couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.

Beichuan looked like he understood everything: "Do you need our help?"

Jin Dayong sneered in his heart, you guys can’t even take care of yourselves, and you still want to help me?
Beichuan seemed to guess what he was thinking, smiled and said: "We also have bargaining chips in our hands, haha, if necessary, I can help you solve the current troubles."

Jin Dayong's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Beichuan glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Are you still a second lieutenant?"

Hearing this question, Jin Dayong felt embarrassed and depressed, with a cold and painful shadow covering his face. He couldn't help but think of the saying "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts". Ever since he was treated coldly by Dai Chunfeng in the Linli training class, his situation took a sharp turn for the worse. He was actually sent from an operations instructor to raise dogs. He became even more unwilling to accept the thought that even those shot down or captured Japanese pilots were treated as guests of honor by the Military Intelligence Bureau's Telecommunications Department.

"It's been hard for you these past few years. You've endured humiliation and hardship." Beichuan looked regretful, as if he felt sorry for him. "Actually, sometimes, if one road doesn't work, why not try another? As long as you're willing, from now on, you'll be the lieutenant intelligence officer of the Ume Agency, on an equal footing with Kuroda-kun."

Jin Dayong was silent.

Beichuan continued, "I know it's hard for you to accept it right now, and it's the same for me, but this doesn't involve any loyalty issues. If others don't trust you, do you want to keep trying to please them? Why don't you change your way of life?
Think about it, when we succeed here, you will be a lieutenant intelligence officer. Oh, maybe you will be a captain by then. How glorious it will be when you return to North Korea as a captain intelligence officer. At that time, everyone will be complimenting you, so who will care about what you did in the Military Control Commission?"

Jin Dayong took a deep breath. It was hard not to be tempted by Beichuan's proposal, but after all, it was a matter of life and death, so he had to ask clearly.

"What exactly do you mean by great merit?"

"You said they planned to blow up the chairman's residence?" At the bureau headquarters, Dai Chunfeng looked at Lin Xiao's confession in his hand, and the content shocked him.

"Yes, Lin Xiao is Wang Ni's man, and Beichuan Ichiro's gang is from the Mei Agency. This is obviously a joint action between them. It is openly a cover for stealing secrets, but in fact it is a bigger conspiracy."

"Well, they have bribed the Commissioner to obtain the interior plan of one of his residences. What about the other one? How can they get the bomb in?"

"According to Lin Xiao's recollection, he once asked Ichiro Kitagawa this question, and the other party spoke very mysteriously and confidently, as if he had a plan in mind. He suspected that Kitagawa had planted an undercover agent in the Presidential Palace." "Insider?" Dai Chunfeng pondered. Now that Lin Xiao and Kuroda Yusuke have been captured, only Ichiro Kitagawa and Tomosuke Kuroda are left on the surface, but it cannot be ruled out that he has other hidden hands. Although the mystery of the "beheading plan" has been revealed, it is necessary to find the inner traitor as soon as possible, eliminate those bombs that are "people", and finally catch Ichiro Kitagawa and his accomplices in one fell swoop, otherwise no matter which bomb goes off, the consequences are unbelievable.

As he thought of this, his expression became more serious.

After thinking for a while, he looked up and asked Zhang Yi: "What was the name of that Korean man you just mentioned?"

"Jin Dayong."

“Is this person also problematic?”

"It was just a suspicion at first, but after discussing it with Director He, I staged a show in front of everyone, and he fell for it. The person we were following reported that after he left the bureau, he got on a rickshaw, and for some reason he had a conflict with the driver, and finally knocked the driver unconscious. Then a mysterious man appeared behind him, saved the driver, and took Jin Dayong to a bathhouse. This man should be Beichuan."

"Is that their base?"

"It's possible, but there are not many people in the bathhouse at this time. We were afraid of attracting their attention and alerting the enemy, so the plainclothes police did not follow in."

As they were talking, the phone on the desk rang. Dai Chunfeng picked it up, listened to a few words, and said to the person on the phone, "I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and said to Zhang Yi and He Zhiyuan, "I'm going to report to the chairman right away. You can go back first. Tell them to keep an eye on Ichiro Kitagawa's two brothers and be careful."

"Yes."

As he stood up and walked out, he turned back and reminded, "From now on, the confidentiality level of this case will be raised to the highest level. Except for the three of us, everyone involved in the case will only know the surface but not the inside. Do you understand?"

Dai Chunfeng's expression was extremely serious.

"Understood. We will only report all progress to you alone. If others ask."

Before He Zhiyuan finished speaking, Dai Chunfeng interrupted him:

"Keep it a secret, not from anyone."

"Yes." He Zhiyuan looked at him and said hesitantly, "Do you suspect there are other Japanese spies in the bureau?"

"Jin Dayong is a warning." Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly and walked away with big strides.

"Lieutenant Kim, please."

In the bathhouse, Kitagawa Ichiro personally handed a cup of hot tea to Jin Dayong, and said in a more casual tone, "You don't have to worry about this. Remember, you are just a little suspected at the moment. Now you are no longer alone. If you need, I can help you eliminate the suspicion at any time."

Just as Jin Dayong was about to ask how to dispel the rumors, he heard Beichuan Ichiro continue, "There was another person arrested with Lin Xiao. Have you seen him?"

"No." Jin Dayong shook his head. "Yes, do you need me to find out?"

"No, that's not what I mean. Don't get involved in this matter for now." Kitagawa Ichiro waved his hand. "You are not in the condition to investigate this matter now. If it is really exposed--" When it comes to the word "exposed", Kitagawa Ichiro suddenly paused, then stood up and walked behind the window, waving to Jin Dayong.

Jin Dayong didn't understand and walked over woodenly.

Ichiro Kitagawa pushed open the half-closed window and pointed at the residential area opposite: "What do you see?"

"Night?" Jin Dayong looked at him depressedly. It was late at night and pitch black everywhere. What could he see?
"Do you know what I saw?" Kitagawa Ichiro smiled mysteriously, as if he was talking to Jin Dayong, or as if he was talking to himself, "I saw the merit."

"Credit?"

"Yes, the second house on the left across the street. Do you know who lives there?"

"do not know."

"Then let me tell you, there lives a Red Party member there."

"Red Party? How did you find out?" Jin Dayong looked shocked.

Kitagawa Ichiro was very satisfied with his expression. He smiled complacently and said, "You may have heard that Japanese soldiers, especially those who work as spies, need to do internships before graduation. At that time, I was assigned to Shanghai. My task was to disguise myself as a progressive youth and infiltrate the Red Party's underground organization."

Jin Dayong guessed what he said next: "And then you met this person?"

"Well, he is one of the members of that organization."

"and then?"

"Then? Haha, of course I tried to gain a foothold in the organization, find out the details of each of them, and then report them to the authorities. Oh, that was before the second Shanghai incident."

Jin Dayong knew that the Second Shanghai Incident mentioned by Beichuan was called the August 13th Anti-Japanese War by the Chinese, so the authorities he was referring to should be the Guo Party authorities.

"Were they all arrested?"

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that the police raided the base where they held the meeting." At this point, he shook his head a little depressed, "If I hadn't seen this person again in Shancheng, I really wouldn't have thought that there were still fish that slipped through the net that year."

"and after?"

"I followed him secretly for a long time but got nothing. I was planning to get rid of him secretly. On the night of the plan, I found him meeting someone. I followed that person and found that he came from the Red Party office."

"So, he has reconnected with the organization?"

"Yes, he was soon assigned to be a teacher in a primary school. In order to observe him closely, I also changed my appearance and applied to be a teacher in the school." At this point, Kitagawa Ichiro's expression was a little strange. "Can you imagine? In the past few years, I have been like a timid secret admirer, silently paying attention to him behind his back. Haha, now it's time for him to be put to use."

"What do you mean?" Jin Dayong looked at him. From Kitagawa Ichiro's tone, he seemed to have guessed what he was going to say next.

Sure enough, Kitagawa Ichiro's words confirmed his guess:

"Report him, eliminate the suspicion of the Military Control Commission against you, and use him as a token of your loyalty to get promoted and make money."

(End of this chapter)