My spy diary

Chapter 510 is meaningful (asking for monthly ticket)

"Stop! If you run again I'll shoot you!"

Gu Jingzhe pedaled his bike desperately to escape. He heard shouts and looked in the direction of the sound. Suddenly, he saw two secret agents chasing him madly with pistols in hand. He couldn't help but panic. Although the two men were still a hundred meters away, they were holding guns after all. In fear, his foot slipped, he stepped on empty air, lost balance on the bike, and stumbled and fell into the mud.

"It's over, it's over." Gu Jingzhe struggled frantically to get up, but his ankle was in excruciating pain. He grimaced in pain and sweated profusely. Seeing the two spies approaching step by step with a grin on their faces, he could not help but feel despair.

Just then, a branch as thick as a wrist stretched out from the woods above his head and stopped in front of him.

"Quick, catch it!"

Gu Jingzhe was startled and murmured, "Who?"

"There's no time. Come up quickly."

Gu Jingzhe hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at the plainclothes police who were about to rush over, and without thinking, he gritted his teeth and grabbed this life-saving straw, and rushed into the woods under the pull of the mysterious man.

The two spies were feeling very proud and wanted to be the cat playing with the mouse, but suddenly they found that their target was gone. They became furious and fired several shots at the hillside.

When Gu Jingzhe was completely desperate, he suddenly escaped. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, he was suddenly thrown to the ground. Only then did he see clearly that the person who saved him was a middle-aged man in labor clothes:
"you are?"

This person is Zheng Huhe.

He glanced at the camera on the other person's chest and said, "Don't talk. Keep your body down and run to the right."

"There are secret agents who want to kill me. They have guns."

"If you don't want to die, do as I say!" Zheng Huhe turned his head to listen, gritted his teeth, tore off one side of his sleeve, bandaged his swollen ankle, and pushed him away. "Don't look back, go down the hill, run to the other side of the river, and wait for me in the woods."

Gu Jingzhe looked at him deeply, gritted his teeth, and ran to the right decisively.

When the two agents saw that the target disappeared as he climbed up the steep slope, they immediately put their guns in their mouths and climbed up using their hands and feet.

Just as the two climbed up the hillside and looked up carefully, a handful of mud and sand suddenly shot straight towards them from a distance among the bushes and hit them in the face. They were so confused that they couldn't open their eyes, so they quickly stopped and buried their heads.

Zheng Huhe also took advantage of this opportunity and turned around and ran towards another path.

In the misty woods, Gu Jingzhe ran wildly all the way. He remembered Zheng Huhe's words very well. He did not look back and just ran forward desperately, because Zheng Huhe gave him the most convincing reason - he did not want to die. He was a "repeat offender" and if he fell into the hands of the Military Control Commission spies again this time, he would definitely die.

Finally, he waded across the stream and ran to another grove. But the grove in front of him was not as dense as the one before. Where could he hide? Wouldn't he just wait to die here? And where was the man who saved him?
He held his waist, gasped for breath, turned around, and was panic-stricken and at a loss.

In the distance, there was the sound of splashing water and chaotic footsteps getting closer and closer. It was the two spies chasing after them!

Gu Jingzhe took a deep breath and subconsciously ran deeper into the woods. At this moment, a car rushed over at lightning speed. With a beautiful tail swing, the car stopped and the passenger door opened: "Get in!"

Soon, two agents chased after them, but the place was empty except for a deep car mark and a few wisps of black smoke that had not yet dissipated.

"How to do?"

"The target has a car. Can we catch up with it? Report to Captain Zhou first."

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard the roar of a car behind them. Looking back, they saw a jeep stopped and Zhou Peng jumped out of the car.

"What about people?"

The two spies hurriedly reported what had just happened. Zhou Peng's face was gloomy:
"There are helpers? Who are they?"

One agent said: "I didn't see their faces. But judging by the figures, they all seemed to be men."

"Two grown men?"

"should be."

Zhou Peng thought about it and snorted coldly: "Chase him!"

Half an hour later, Zhou Peng, who had been searching in vain, went to Yang Zaixing dejectedly to report.

He stood in front of Yang Zaixing's bed and recounted the incident as calmly as possible: "There are indeed bodies, not a few of them, but because of the lime and rain, the bodies have rotted and are unrecognizable. Just as we were following the director's instructions to deal with the laborers on the spot, something unexpected happened. We discovered someone was secretly watching us, and that person had an accomplice. Judging from the tracks on the car, it should be a Dodge."

Yang Zaixing was leaning on the bed with a small table in front of him, eating his breakfast quietly. His breakfast was a big bowl of scrambled eggs and a glass of milk.

After listening to Zhou Peng's report, he said nothing. After a while, Yang Zaixing slowly drank the milk in his cup, and then he said, "Who do you think they are?"

"Could it be the Reds? Holding a camera so early in the morning makes it seem more suspicious the more I think about it."

Yang Zaixing looked unhappy and hesitated for a moment: "Were you photographed by him?"

Zhou Peng hesitated for a while: "Well, it's hard to say."

Yang Zaixing stared at him: "Then it was photographed!"

Hearing him say this, Zhou Peng's expression was a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he replied: "It's just digging a grave, and no one was killed. Even if it was filmed, it shouldn't be a big deal."

He looked at Yang Zaixing, hesitated for a moment, and finally said what he had been thinking about all the way: "Director, I have ordered people to take those laborers into custody, and sent people to watch outside the newspaper office. If there is any disturbance, they will be notified immediately. After the disturbance passes, those laborers will be dealt with. Do you think this arrangement is okay?"

"I think it's OK." Yang Zaixing said calmly, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. Zhou Peng was delighted by these four words. He straightened up, saluted and said, "Director, I don't have enough people. If I want to get this done, I still need your help."

Yang Zaixing still looked at him gently and said, "What can I help you with? Tell me."

"It would be great if you could give the Operations Department and the Intelligence Department a heads-up and lend them some manpower." Seeing Yang Zaixing's hand holding the cigarette hesitated, Zhou Peng quickly said, "Don't worry, with their help, I will definitely find these two people, and maybe even the big fish behind the scenes."

Yang Zaixing handed him a cigarette and said with a smile: "No problem, I believe in your ability. In addition to this, I think it is necessary to apply for a commendation for you. Of course, this has to wait until the Red Party’s newspaper publishes your photo so that I can see your style, Captain Zhou. What do you think?" Zhou Peng seemed to be slapped in the face when he was in high spirits, and immediately lowered his head and kept silent.

Seeing this, Yang Zaixing snorted coldly, "You can't even catch two people, and you still have the nerve to come back? You are a graduate of a spy training class, and what you learned in these years has been thrown away? Don't you think about it? If it were an ordinary person, even if he took a picture of that scene, would he have the courage to take out the photo?
But what if those two are Reds? Even if I borrow your help, can you keep an eye on the Reds' newspapers? Don't forget, they just put it in the account book. Humph, as long as your photos are published, public opinion will definitely boil over. By then, all the deaths in the pit will be counted on you. Not only you, but even I will be in trouble."

Zhou Peng shuddered and was speechless. Yes, the Fruit Party newspapers dared not publish it, but who could control the Red Party newspapers?

But Yang Zaixing did not give him time to think about the consequences. His tone changed and he said gloomily, "Let me ask you, since you found out that they were driving a Dodge, why didn't you keep looking? Since the car has left the city, it must be checked for registration. Don't you know how to ask the military police and the inspection office?"

Registration? Zhao Peng suddenly realized that even if the man used a fake identity, he would definitely find clues if he followed the clues. He quickly said, "I'll take people there now."

Yang Zaixing ignored him. After Zhou Peng left, he hesitated for a while, picked up the phone beside him and called Boss Dai, but the result still disappointed him.

Boss Dai has found phone records in the detention center and Room A, and has sent people to question Zhang Wei, Fan Biao, and Liu Zhong, the three people who escorted the car that night, and everything is consistent with what Zhang Yi said.

As for the fact that the truck stopped on the way and the three people went to eat, the three people were together all the time and no movement was heard in the middle, it did not seem to be a "switch" as he suspected. And now that there is a body, this suspicion seems untenable.

Yang Zaixing was still unwilling to give up: "Director, there is another suspicious point. How did the two people who appeared near the tomb just now know that there was a body there? And they were holding a camera. It is obvious that they had planned it in advance. I guess these two people are from the Red Party, maybe they are Director Zhang's accomplices."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before saying, "Do you have any evidence? The body was dug up by your people, and you said there was no problem. If he really was that person, why did he play it for real? Searching, arresting, shooting, he has never been vague, not to mention that this time there are more than 20 lives. Even if he is from that side, do you think he can go back?"

Yes, he had seen Zhang Yi's methods before. He was cold-blooded and ruthless. He was never vague when it came to killing people, whether they were Japanese spies or the Red Party. If he was really from that side, why did he want to climb to such a high position? Yang Zaixing couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the other end of the conversation continued, "Besides, if this matter is really as you guessed, he could just stay out of it and let the Red Party hijack the car. Why would he be suspected of being a traitor?"

"Maybe he's gambling!" Yang Zaixing thought for a moment and said, "Based on my understanding of him, this person often does things that are beyond the expectations of ordinary people. He can find a reason to stay out of it and prove that this matter has nothing to do with him. But sometimes things are like this, the less present, the easier it is to be suspected. On the other hand, if he participates in it, the result will be different."

There was silence on the other end of the phone: "What you said are all speculations. Do you have any solid evidence?"

"Not yet."

"Then are you sure those two people today have anything to do with Zhang Yi?"

Yang Zaixing hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not sure."

Boss Dai on the other end of the phone seemed a little impatient and said unhappily, "Zaixing, you have to know some powerful relationships. Zhang Yigang saved my life, and the old man praised him highly. Now you insist that he is a suspect. He is from that side. How can I explain to the old man? How will the old man look at me? Are all our military commanders good-for-nothings? If there is no solid evidence, it is inconvenient for the bureau to take any further action. Do you understand?"

At this point, Yang Zaixing could only sigh in frustration. Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Dai Chunfeng changed the subject: "Of course, what you just said about the unexpected behavior does make sense. From another perspective, this matter is indeed very strange."

This rekindled Yang Zaixing's hope. He pondered over Boss Dai's words and asked, "What does the Bureau Chief mean?"

"Let me put it this way. If I were you, I would first find those two people and personally interrogate them to see if they are human or ghosts. Maybe I could find more valuable clues, and then-"

Yang Zaixing's eyes lit up: "I'll report to you later."

Boss Dai hung up the phone without saying anything.

Ripples appeared on the gray-blue sky, and the sunlight penetrated the clouds like silk threads, refracting tiny spots of light.

The whole world is like a lit lantern. The morning mist gradually dissipates in the light. The early birds flap their wings and fly across the sky, cutting the golden spots of light into flowing stars. The new day has completely awakened.

"Wonderful wontons, fresh wontons."

Hearing the noise outside, Zheng Huhe stood in front of the window of Zhang Yi's house, hooked a corner of the curtain with his fingers, and looked out through the gap.

Following his gaze, across the street downstairs, an honest-looking middle-aged couple was scooping wontons from a steaming hot pot, and a few anxious diners were standing in front of the stall.

"Are they them?" Zheng Huhe asked Zhang Yi while looking at the two people who were busy.

"You're here so early in the morning." The curtains were drawn tightly and the lights were not on in the living room. Zhang Yi sneered in the darkness.

Zheng Huhe turned around and looked at him: "So, they suspect you?"

"I doubt it for sure." Zhang Yi took it for granted and waved his hand and asked, "How are you doing?"

"More than twenty comrades have been settled. We have hired people to treat them. When they are almost recovered, they can go to Pagoda Mountain in batches." At this point, Zheng Huhe saluted solemnly, "The organization asked me to convey the comrades' respect to you!"

Zhang Yi stood up, returned the military salute, smiled, and changed the subject: "Is the reporter going well?"

"I sent him directly to the station and told him to change his route at the next stop and take other means of transportation. There shouldn't be any problem. I put on makeup and used a fake identity when I left the city. They couldn't find any clues even if they checked."

Zhang Yi nodded and was about to speak when the phone on the table rang. He waited for a while before walking over to answer it. After the other party said a few words, he coughed a few times, pretending to be weak, and said weakly, "Well, okay, come on."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zheng Huhe asked, "Is anyone coming?"

"Well, the bureau sent a doctor to see me." He smiled teasingly, "The welfare of the party-state is still good."

Zheng Huhe also laughed: "Then you have to act well in this scene."

"Do you think he is really ill or faking it?"

At this moment, Mao Qiwu was on the phone in Dai's office. He said to the person on the phone: "That's what I mean. Tell the comrades who are under surveillance to be careful in everything."

After hanging up the phone, Mao Qiwu asked Dai Chunfeng with a smile.

Dai Chunfeng smiled meaningfully, said nothing, but opened the drawer and took out a file.

(End of this chapter)