My spy diary

Chapter 492 No one answered (asking for monthly ticket)

In the gorgeous banquet hall, delicacies have been laid out on the Western-style dining table. Next to it is a large terrace, from which you can overlook the beautiful night view of the mountain city.

On the terrace, Dai Chunfeng was whispering with Chief Secretary Zheng Mingyuan and Tang Heng, the leader of the sixth group of the attendant's office. There were two other people next to them, one of whom had a round and full face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes were deep and sharp, revealing his shrewdness and cunning.

The other person had clear features and pursed his lips, giving people a serious and rigid feeling.

Dai Chunfeng smiled and talked to Zheng and Tang for a few words. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he waved and called the two people next to him over: "Li Gong, Jing Zhong, you come over too."

The two men came over respectfully.

"How is the Sino-Soviet Cooperation Office doing recently?"

At the same time as China and Britain established the Intelligence Cooperation Office, the Sino-Soviet Intelligence Cooperation Office was also established. The director was concurrently the director of the Second Department of the Military Affairs Department, and the deputy director Zheng Mingyuan concurrently served as deputy director. The Soviet side also sent a deputy director.

The institute was located near Fangniuping on the south bank of the mountain city and had a telecommunications detection station, headed by Xiao Jianbai, section chief of the Military Control Commission's Telecommunications Department, and the Soviet Union sent a deputy director and dozens of technical personnel.

Although this institute was organized by the Military General Staff, it was actually controlled by the Military Intelligence Bureau and was responsible for detecting, researching and translating the radio and telecommunications codes of the Japanese Army and Air Force.

It was called cooperation, but in reality, everyone had their own ulterior motives and wanted to "steal" the other party's technology for cracking Japan's secret codes, but they were unwilling to share their own technology.

At the beginning of the establishment of the institute, Dai Chunfeng sent Xie Mougong, Wu Jing and Zhong, three Red Party traitors who studied in the Soviet Union, to serve as section chiefs. According to Boss Dai's idea, on the one hand, he wanted to secretly learn the technical methods of the Soviet personnel, and on the other hand, he instructed Xie, Wu and other people who could speak Russian to try to have more contact with Soviet technical personnel in order to bribe and win over individual technical personnel for his own use.

Hearing Dai Chunfeng's question, Zheng Mingyuan smiled playfully. Although he also served as the deputy director, his work focus was on the Second Department of the Military Affairs Department, and he was not very concerned about the work in the institute.

Whenever someone he knew asked him about the institute, he would pretend to be mysterious:

"This is a secret, and it is not appropriate to make it public for the time being. When we achieve final victory in the war against Japan, we will surely make our astonishing achievements public."

However, he knew that Boss Dai had high expectations for Mr. Xie. Although this person looked serious and rigid, he was actually very good at socializing.

In order to win over Soviet spies, Boss Dai specially allocated a villa to Xie for daily social use, with no upper limit on daily expenses.

Xie behaved lavishly and indeed quickly became friends with the Soviets, eating, drinking and having fun every day. However, according to Zheng Mingyuan, a lot of money was spent and the mission seemed to have made no progress at all.

Zheng Mingyuan didn't know about this in advance until his wife Ke Lijuan complained, "You, a deputy director, are not as wealthy as the section chief." Only then did he start to pay attention and secretly asked someone to check the accounts. He discovered that Xie had secretly embezzled a lot of money.

Xie Ligong caught a glimpse of Zheng Mingyuan's half-smile, and he couldn't help but panic. However, he was an old spy who had experienced many hardships after all, and his face was full of confidence: "Report to Mr. Dai, everything is going well."

"Oh." Dai Chunfeng showed a satisfied expression. Just as he was about to ask about the specific progress, he saw Adjutant Jia and He Zhiyuan approaching with serious faces. He was a little surprised:
"Director He, aren't you and Zhang Yi in charge of the interrogation?"

He Zhiyuan looked unhappy: "Director, I have something very important to report to you."

Zheng Mingyuan pretended to avoid the question: "Brother Yunong, you guys talk, we'll go over there, the banquet is about to start."

Boss Dai seemed to be in a good mood and motioned for them to stay. "No need. We are all from the same bureau. We are a family after all. Let's discuss it together."

He smiled and said to He Zhiyuan, "I just wanted to find you and Zhang Yi. Did you get any results from the interrogation? We'll let the British see how we deal with Japanese spies."

"I'm here to report this to you, Chief. Something has happened."

Boss Dai frowned: "What happened? Did the prisoner commit suicide?"

"No." He Zhiyuan looked around vigilantly, then leaned over and said:
"Something happened to the director. Uchiyama Miyuko didn't confess, but Matsuda did. He confessed that there was a female spy named Wu Bing who came to the mountain city with Uchiyama Miyuko. She is a subordinate of Kawashima Yoshiko. Zhang Yi suspects that this woman is likely to target tonight's banquet."

Dai Chunfeng's expression suddenly became serious when he heard this: "What did you say? Do you have any evidence?"

"It's just speculation at the moment, but we must be on guard." He Zhiyuan looked a little embarrassed, and immediately added, "But Zhang Yi is trying to find a way, and I think he'll be able to get a confession soon."

"Speculation? Estimate? What I want is solid evidence." Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, looking unhappy. "He Zhiyuan, you have to be aware of some of the interests involved. This is related to Sino-British cooperation. The chairman is taking it seriously. Now the banquet is about to begin. Do you think I should stop it? How do you want me to explain to the chairman? How do you want the chairman to step down? How do you want those foreign ambassadors to see it? Once this happens, it will be a shame to the international community."

As he said this, he changed the subject and said, "Of course, it is better to believe it than not. After all, the safety of the chairman comes first."

"So, what should we do now?"

"Hmph, tell Zhang Yi to give it to him." Dai Chunfeng said this, glanced at his watch, and continued, "Give him ten minutes. If he still can't get a confession, he won't have to be the director anymore."

After saying this, Dai Chunfeng turned away with a serious expression, the worries hidden in his heart rising and falling. When he thought about what might be true, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

"Where's Mao Qiwu?"

"Director Mao is still outside."

"Send him to me at once."

"Yes."

Mao Qiwu received the order and, under the guidance of Adjutant Jia, came to the door of a guest room. He pushed the door open and saw that the light was dim. Dai Chunfeng stood by the half-open window with his hands behind his back, and asked in confusion:

"Mr. Dai, what happened?"

"Did you find anything during the inspection just now?"

Mao Qiwu looked at his back, thought for a moment and said, "Generally speaking, no. We drove away a few reporters who gossiped and replaced them with our own people."

Dai Chunfeng turned around and stared at him intently: "Are you sure there are no suspicious people?"

Mao Qiwu looked at him with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes, and immediately said, "I'm sure. I was at the scene and watched it myself."

"That's good." Dai Chunfeng was silent for a while, then patted him on the shoulder. "Brother Shanyu, God has bestowed upon you a great mission. This mission is not easy to accomplish, and it is as important as it can be. I don't trust others, so pick a few reliable people to go to the scene to check."

"Brother Yunong, has something happened?" Mao Qiwu looked suspicious and couldn't help but ask.

Dai Chunfeng paused and recounted what He Zhiyuan had reported: "What do you think?"

This news was a little unexpected to Mao Qiwu. He smiled and said, "Another speculation by Zhang Yi? Who knows if what Matsuda said is true or not? Even if it is true, I personally checked it, and there are so many brothers with sharp eyes. How could Japanese spies sneak in?" Dai Chunfeng glanced at him and said coldly, "Before the Japanese spies sneaked into the Presidential Palace to steal confidential documents, I also thought it was impossible. Is the Presidential Palace not well guarded?"

"Yes." Mao Qiwu looked unhappy, rubbed his hands nervously, and asked carefully, "What does the Director mean?"

"I told you to check all the guests tonight, especially those who are seated close to the chairman and his wife. If there is anything suspicious or strange, notify me immediately."

"What's strange?" Mao Qiwu asked hesitantly.

"You carry items and decorations with you, whether there are people who were invited but said they couldn't come but are suddenly here, whether there are new waiters or actors who have recently joined, etc., just like you are usually silent and suddenly speak up, all of them count. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, don't miss a single detail, go ahead."

It is not easy to find a needle in a haystack. I was busy for a long time and my eyes were still sore. I exhaled a tired breath.

"Did you not sleep well last night, or do you think the mission is too boring?" Dai Chunfeng said gloomily.

Mao Qiwu was startled and quickly pulled himself together: "Make sure to complete the task."

Dai Chunfeng looked at him deeply and finally smiled.

"Everyone, cheer up and check the instruments for me again. Don't let them down at this critical moment."

Backstage at the banquet hall, the actors were nervously putting on makeup and costumes. The band leader was walking around rubbing her hands, reminding every actor not to make any mistakes today. At this moment, she looked up and saw Mao Qiwu and several plainclothes officers squeezing in.

"Hey, hey, what do you do?"

Mao Qiwu didn't need to say anything. A plainclothes officer took out his ID and flashed it: "I'm from the Military Control Commission, carrying out the mission."

"You can't force your way into any mission, right?" The person in charge raised his eyebrows, glared at Mao Qiwu, and said unhappily:
"I say, why don't you guys leave for a while? There are ladies in the room, changing clothes, how can you stay here?"

Mao Qiwu hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked out, saying, "Miss Sun, please come out for a moment."

"what's up?"

"I want to look over your cast list again, and also check the instruments."

"More investigation?"

"Of course, this is Director Dai's order."

Miss Sun snorted, "Director Dai can't control us. We only listen to the madam."

As she spoke, she crossed her arms across her chest and said savagely, "Are you going to leave or not? If you don't leave, I'll go call my wife and see what you say."

Mao Qiwu took a deep breath, and just when he was about to lose control of his emotions, music started, and the actors performing the opening orchestral music stood up and went to the side of the stage to wait for their turn.

Wu Bing also carefully picked up her violin and followed. Her fingers gently brushed across the cold strings, and her expression instantly became cold.

This is indeed a good guitar, because it contains a modified bomb that was custom-made by a skilled craftsman hired by the Special High Police at a high cost.

She calmly glanced at the Omega ladies' watch on her wrist. There are still three minutes left and the action is about to begin!
As she plucked the strings, she said to herself, "Wu Bing, you only have three seconds, you only have one chance!"

With a barely audible "click", the time bomb was activated.

A few days ago, she was still in Hanoi when she suddenly received a telegram from her master Yoshiko Kawashima, asking her to rush to Shanghai.

Although she is the daughter of Kuomintang veteran Xu Mouzhi, her mother is Japanese. She was adopted by Kawashima Yoshiko since childhood. She is proficient in many languages ​​and dialects. She has been active in Hong Kong, Kuala Lumpur, Singapore and Hanoi for a long time and has made great contributions to the Special High Police.

When they arrived in Shanghai, Yoshiko Kawashima personally handed the violin to her. She looked solemn:
"According to Nanzō Yunko's intelligence, the target person will attend a banquet in a few days. This person is related to the Sino-Japanese war situation. If he dies, China will have no hope of turning the tables! This mission was originally assigned to me by Mr. Doi-Yuan, but I recommended you. You are better than your teacher, so I feel relieved to hand it over to you! Uchiyama Misuko will cooperate with your actions."

Wu Bing crossed his arms and gave a standard Japanese bow: "Yes, Master, if I don't succeed, I will die with honor."

"I'll be waiting for you to come back and ask for credit! You never let me down!" Yoshiko Kawashima raised the red wine in her hand with a proud look on her face.

'I don't know if Uchiyama Miyuko has sneaked in.' Wu Bing was thinking to himself when the music and applause outside started to rise like a tide.

It seems that the target person is about to enter.

According to the performance schedule, their band will be the first to perform on stage.

Thinking of this, Wu Bing took a step forward, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked intently. A middle-aged man with a thin figure, upright posture, broad and full forehead, and a bit of coldness and majesty walked into the banquet hall surrounded by a group of senior officials wearing neat suits or military uniforms. His steps were steady and powerful, and his slightly raised chin revealed his usual majesty and arrogance, and he was intimidating without anger.

Next to him was a lady wearing a cheongsam and with an elegant temperament. She held his arm and said something with a smile on her face.

Wu Bing was shocked, the target person appeared!
She had rehearsed every step of the operation and knew it by heart. She had also seen the target person's photo countless times, so she would never make a mistake.

Looking behind him, there was a man in neat military uniform, looking back slightly with a respectful attitude.

This person had a humble smile on his face, his ears slightly erected, as if he was listening attentively to the target person, but his eyes were unusually sharp, like a vigilant hawk, observing his surroundings vigilantly.

The spy chief and head of the Military Control Commission—Dai Chunfeng.

Seeing him, Wu Bing narrowed his eyes slightly. It would be great if he could kill this guy as well.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi, who had obtained the details of the plan from Uchiyama Miyuko, picked up the phone and quickly dialed Dai Chunfeng's office after leaving the interrogation room.

However, no one answered the phone.

He waited anxiously, but there was no answer. He had no choice but to press the end button in a hurry and dial Mao Qiwu's number.

Unexpectedly, I could only hear the sound of "beep, beep, beep" but no one answered the call.

Next, there was a call from Adjutant Jia's office, but again no one answered.

(End of this chapter)