My spy diary

Chapter 484 Connection (please vote for me)

The car driven by Zheng Huhe turned into an alley. From a distance, a banyan tree could be seen at the end of the alley.

Zheng Huhe stopped the car and said, "I'll take you here. The Jialing River is just across from here. Get the people out before the enemy reacts."

"Got it. Thank you comrade."

Two underground party comrades got out of the car, woke up Zhao Deshun in the trunk, and helped him walk forward while whispering to him.

Under the lush banyan trees, Secretary Liu of the District Working Committee was waiting here with his men. He felt relieved to see Zhao Deshun escape safely.

He glanced at Xiao Wang beside him and said, "It turns out that comrade is right. I should apologize to him."

Xiao Wang didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "Shall we salute him?"

"You are right." Secretary Liu nodded. After reporting to the organization, Zhao Deshun would immediately withdraw to Pagoda Mountain or go to a new city with a new identity to continue fighting. All these near misses were thanks to one person. For such a person, military salute is the greatest respect.

Seeing Secretary Liu and Xiao Wang's solemn salute, Zhao Deshun and the other two also stopped, turned around and saluted solemnly in the direction of Zheng Huhe.

Zheng Huhe also returned the salute in the car and then drove away.

When the car returned to the street, he stopped in front of a public telephone booth, got out and made a phone call.

"Hey, I want to report that there is a Red Party meeting in Room 201 of XX Apartment."

Jin Dayong walked through the quiet corridor and glanced over to see that the door of Zhao Deshun's house seemed to be open. Realizing something was wrong, he quickly trotted over.

The house was very quiet, the floor was still a mess, there were no new signs of fighting, everything was frozen in the way he had left it.

But Zhao Deshun was gone, and only the rickshaw driver was still lying on the ground, soundly sleeping.

Jin Dayong stood in the middle of the room, feeling dizzy and incredulous. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He kicked the driver and yelled:

"What about people?"

"Hey, hey? Which bastard hit me?" The driver woke up and saw the vicious instigator staring at him gloomily. He subconsciously moved back and asked, "What do you do?"

"What about people?"

".who?"

"That's the owner of this house, the one who just came back with you."

"You mean that liar? I don't know!" The driver finally came to his senses, looked around in confusion, and immediately started to babble, "Did he run away? Oh my god, I haven't received my fare yet, this damn liar."

"Stupid pig!" Jin Dayong was furious when he saw that he was still thinking about his little tricks. He kicked him hard and said, "Didn't you hear anything just now?"

"Noise? What noise?" The driver was confused. He held his head and thought for a while. "It seemed like there was wind just now."

"Is it windy?"

"Yeah, I was dazed just now and felt the wind blowing in."

Looking at the driver who was chattering, an idea flashed through Jin Dayong's mind. He interrupted the driver and asked casually, "Do you know that person just now?"

"Yes, I know him. Isn't he a teacher at Qixin School?"

"Oh, how much does he owe you?"

"Fifteen dollars."

"I paid for him."

"Really?"

"Of course." Jin Dayong put on a smile, took out two ten-yuan bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the driver's hand. He patted his shoulder and said in a gentler tone, "You can go now."

The driver looked at him suspiciously, wanting to say something hesitantly, but in the end said nothing. He carefully moved a few steps towards the door, and seeing that Jin Dayong did not stop him, he finally plucked up the courage to roll over and run out the door.

At this moment, Jin Dayong suddenly turned around and pointed the gun at the driver's back.

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, the driver suddenly turned around with a look of horror on his face.

Then, hurried footsteps were heard and several plainclothes officers with guns rushed in. The driver was pinned to the ground again and then confronted Jin Dayong with guns.

The two sides seemed very surprised when they met.

The plainclothes leader of the team observed the room and said to Jin Dayong: "Put down your gun, or I will shoot you dead."

Jin Dayong hesitated for a while, put away his gun, and forced a smile: "Don't get me wrong, we are one family. Which department are you from?"

"One of our own?" The leader was skeptical and winked at his men. Two plainclothes officers stepped forward vigilantly, confiscated Jin Dayong's gun, and searched for an ID card on him.

"Captain, it's from the Third Division." The plainclothes officer glanced at the ID and handed it to the captain with a strange look on his face. The captain glanced at it and then sneered, "A dog owner is here to arrest the Red Party?"

Several other people also came forward to take a look out of curiosity, and then a burst of snickering broke out.

"Dog owners also come to catch Reds these days?"

"I just happened to notice this person's suspicious behavior, so I followed him."

"Really? Now our Second Division has taken over this place." The captain snorted coldly. Catching the Reds was the job of their Party and Government Intelligence Division. When would it be the turn of a dog breeder to interfere? He also thought that Jin Dayong, who appeared at the scene inexplicably, was also very suspicious. "You should come with us, too."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and two plainclothes officers immediately rushed up and took Jin Dayong under control without any explanation.

On the other side, Zhang Yi finished his call and quietly came out of room 305. He walked down the third floor slowly, nodded to the plainclothes guard at the entrance of the corridor, and then came to the door of Kitagawa Ichiro's room and asked:
"Ok?"

"almost."

"Yeah." Zhang Yi nodded and looked from the doorway. He saw that the plainclothes officers who had finished the initial search were already doing the restoration work. Another plainclothes officer had installed the bug into the phone. Everything was in order.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong came over and asked: "Director Zhang, where is the monitoring equipment installed?"

"Who lives next door?"

"I've seen it. On the left is a family of three. On the right is a journalist who lives alone. The room opposite is vacant."

The vacant room is indeed more suitable for monitoring and easier to observe, but Zhang Yi thought about it and said, "For safety reasons, let's go upstairs, to room 303, where a prostitute lives."

Zhao Xiaoyong smiled ambiguously: "I'll go meet her right away--"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yi turned around and interrupted him, saying seriously: "It's not about meeting her, it's about bribing her, giving her money, and asking her to cooperate with our work."

He thought to himself, now is the time when we need this girl's cooperation with our work, and you go up to her and threaten her, not only disturbing her life but also affecting her ability to make money. How can you still expect others to cooperate with you?

These people usually rely on their spies' hats to bully others and always ask for a "meeting". If threats fail, they will probably kidnap or even lure them for sex. Of course, if they are willing, that is another matter.

"Yes, first courtesy and then force, don't worry!" Zhao Xiaoyong smiled bitterly and hurriedly told the two plainclothes officers to take the monitoring equipment away. Soon, the plainclothes officer tightened the last screw on the base of the phone and nodded at the door. The plainclothes officer at the door made a test gesture to the plainclothes officer in charge of keeping watch in the corridor, and the man quickly went upstairs to report.

Then, the plainclothes officers in the room made continuous clapping and coughing sounds.

In room 303 on the floor above them, separated by a wall, a plainclothes officer was sitting in front of a monitoring device with headphones on, listening in. The room's owner, Gao Xiaoqin, was sitting awkwardly on the side with a stack of banknotes in her hand, watching everything curiously.

The plainclothes officer listened for a while and nodded towards the door: "Clear, the effect is very good."

The plainclothes officer at the door understood what he meant and immediately passed the message to the plainclothes officer at the corridor entrance.

After hearing the final answer, Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Let's wrap it up and retreat."

"Understood." Everyone responded in a low voice, and carefully checked the layout of the house again. After making sure there were no mistakes, they all slowly retreated, and then split up and left the apartment calmly.

Shortly after everyone left, Ichiro Kitagawa came back carrying some vegetables. He got off the rickshaw, and while paying the fare, he calmly glanced at the movements on the street, then sent the rickshaw away and walked into the apartment door without looking back.

He walked slowly to the door of the room, paused, put the vegetables on the ground, listened carefully, then took out the key and opened the lock.

Ichiro Kitagawa pushed the door open and entered the house. His first step was to stand at the door and carefully observe the entire house.

Although he was confident that he had hidden himself well, his many years of spying career had ingrained the word "vigilance" into his bones.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual in the living room, he hung up the key, gently put down the vegetables, then opened a drawer, picked up a dagger, and tiptoed towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar. Kitagawa Ichiro left himself some room to maneuver, reached out and pushed the door open, but there was no one inside.

After coming out of the bedroom, he walked behind the window and looked downstairs. Everything was normal.

He then breathed a sigh of relief, took off his coat and went into the kitchen.

In the teahouse opposite him, Zhang Yi and He Zhiyuan were listening to the intelligence sent back by plainclothes officers from various directions.

"Ichiro Kitagawa took a rickshaw on his way to the meeting place and back. Our people followed the driver of the car and found that he was from a taxi company. His name is Wang Xiaoke. He came to the mountain city a year ago. He is 25 years old and lives alone."

"Our people who were monitoring Kuroda Chisuke discovered that there was another person next to him. This person had just gone to Jin Dayong's house and now went back."

"So, it is now basically certain that Ichiro Kitagawa has at least three available people around him?"

"Just a few rotten fish and shrimp, the most important thing is the mysterious black cloak."

"Any progress at school?"

As he was speaking, the door of the box was hastily pushed open, and a plainclothes officer rushed in, saying hurriedly:

"Something happened. One of our investigators was knocked unconscious. Zhao Deshun also disappeared mysteriously. And..."

"What else?"

"Also, for some reason, the people from the Second Division suddenly appeared there and arrested the rickshaw driver and Jin Dayong."

Zhang Yi's face was full of surprise: "Why would someone from the Second Division go there?"

"I don't know about this."

He Zhiyuan looked suspicious. Zhao Deshun's escape was not a big deal. What he was most worried about was that the Second Division's high-profile arrest would alert the Japanese spies who were secretly monitoring him. Seeing that the case was progressing step by step, there could be no mistakes at this time. He snorted coldly, picked up the phone and dialed:
"Dude, what's wrong with your people? Why didn't you inform our operations department before arresting them?"

He Shangyou on the other end of the line laughed and said, "Arresting people? The department is not taking any action today."

He Zhiyuan was holding back his anger: "Stop talking nonsense. To tell you the truth, this is not an ordinary Red Party case. It is closely related to the Japanese spy case we are investigating."

"Oh, so that's it, Brother Zhiyuan, just be patient, I'll ask around, I think it was someone below who did it without telling me."

After that, he hung up the phone.

After a while, he called again to explain, "We figured it out. The intelligence team received a tip-off that there was a Red Party contact there. My people didn't have time to report and took action directly. Sorry, Brother Zhiyuan, it won't have a big impact, right?"

"The impact is huge." He Zhiyuan snorted coldly, hung up the phone, and said angrily:

"What a bullshit tip. Someone must have leaked the news. The people in the Second Division are overreaching. They arrested people without even notifying us. I think we don't need to hand over any intelligence to them in the future. They are just talking nonsense."

"Tip? Someone leaked Zhao Deshun's information to the Second Division?" Zhang Yi acted flawlessly from surprise to sudden realization. Then he said worriedly, "Kuroda Chisuke will definitely know that Jin Dayong has been arrested. Will he..."

He Zhiyuan said with some toothache: "This is also what I am most worried about."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in the box rang.

"Director, Kuroda Chisuke just called Kitagawa Ichiro and reported the matter of Jin Dayong."

"What did the other party say?"

"Kitagawa Ichiro seemed very surprised, but when he heard that only Jin Dayong and the rickshaw driver were arrested, and not Zhao Deshun, he seemed relieved. He told Kuroda Chisuke to control Jin Dayong's wife and children, and then wait and see what happens."

"Oh." He Zhiyuan was also relieved when he heard the news. Just as he was about to say something, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly said, "Another call came in."

Then, there was a crackling sound of electricity in the phone, and then the voices of Ichiro Kitagawa and another person came through clearly.

"Hey?"

"It's me." A slightly charming female voice sounded, "Have you been notified by your superiors?"

"It's not the agreed time yet, right?" Kitagawa Ichiro said rudely.

"I don't like to be late."

"Then come here."

"Now? Okay, I'll leave right away."

"you alone?"

"Only me."

Beep, beep, the phone was hung up.

He Zhiyuan also hung up the phone and looked at Zhang Yi solemnly: "What do you think?"

"A woman who came alone for the appointment seems to be an extraordinary person. But who could she be?"

"I also want to know who the person who contacted Ichiro Kitagawa is!" He Zhiyuan said, walking to the half-open window, taking the binoculars from the plainclothes officer, and observing intently.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi also walked over.

(End of this chapter)