My spy diary

Chapter 540 A Close Call (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Captain Zhou, you look familiar. Are you from Japan?"

Zhang Yi suddenly started speaking Japanese, which startled Zhou Entai.

He, Zhou Entai—no, he, Morikawa Insuke, was of course from Japan. At 18, he entered Nakano School in Tokyo for special agent training, and was later sent to Yuzhou for an internship. After the internship, he worked at an elementary school, where he remained in hiding for a long time. Therefore, when Zhang Yi spoke with a pure Kyoto accent, his first thought was, "Could this person have also studied in Japan and seen me?"

"Impossible!" In an instant, Morikawa Insuke made the judgment that Zhang Yi could not possibly recognize him. He was participating in secret training and rarely participated in public activities. Besides, as the saying goes, "Leaving home young and returning old, the accent remains unchanged but the hair has turned gray." More than ten years had passed, and his appearance and temperament had long since changed. Even his former instructor, now his superior Sato Kenjiro, almost did not recognize him when he saw him again, sighing that "different places nurture different people." He did not believe that this Chinese man in front of him could recognize him.

Is this a trap? But where exactly did I slip up?

Zhou Entai stared blankly at Zhang Yi, then looked at his superior, Fu Xiaodong, with a puzzled expression.

Fu Xiaodong and the others looked at each other, puzzled and uncertain.

However, Monkey and Qian Xiaosan were different from them. As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, they had already cautiously pressed their guns and walked over.

Zhang Yi smiled enigmatically: "Perhaps I've mistaken you for someone else. Your name is Zhou Entai?"

"Yes." Zhou Entai's clenched fist relaxed unconsciously, and he immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Captain Zhou Entai of the Military Commission's Investigation and Statistics Bureau greets your superior."

"Hmm." Zhang Yi remained noncommittal. Putting aside the previous intelligence, he had already caught a subtle change in the blink of an eye. When he spoke Japanese, Zhou Entai's body stiffened slightly, and when he apologized, his clenched fist loosened. Everything indicated that there was something wrong with this person.

But suspicion is not the same as evidence.

Zhang Yi smiled and took out the spicy soup from the food box: "Did Captain Zhou buy this himself?"

"Yes, it's our Yuzhou style. I don't know if the commander will like it."

"It wasn't poisoned, was it?"

"This..." Zhou Entai looked terrified. "Sir, you must be joking."

"Since it's not poisonous, you can drink this bowl of spicy soup!" Zhang Yi pushed the soup in front of him, looked at him coldly, and said in a chilling tone.

Zhou Entai was speechless for a moment, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

In a sense, he had already been exposed. At this moment, not only Zhang Yi, but everyone else in the conference room realized that something was wrong.

Of course, some are perceptive, while others are slow to react. Fu Xiaodong, the head of the general affairs department, looked suspicious: "Zhou Entai?"

"Section Chief, is there some misunderstanding?" Zhou Entai explained in a panic, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly lunged at Fu Xiaodong.

Fu Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, his mind blank.

However, this was just a feint by Zhou Entai. As he lunged at Fu Xiaodong, a cold smile appeared on his lips. He quickly pulled out something that looked like a cigarette filter from his cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and then suddenly turned it towards Zhang Yi and blew it hard.

"Chief, watch out!"

Suddenly, a dark blue poison needle shot out like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, silently heading towards Zhang Yi.

A close call!
Zhang Yi reacted quickly, slightly shifting his side, and the poisoned needle grazed his neck, missing its mark.

He raised his right hand with lightning speed, and a "palm grenade" appeared in his hand. As he pulled the trigger, "bang," Zhou Entai staggered and fell to his knees.

Then Monkey and Qian Xiaosan pounced on him and pinned him to the ground. One of them pinched his mouth, the other controlled his hands, and their knees pressed firmly against his tailbone, rendering him unable to move.

Then the search began—starting with the mouth, then the collar to the cuffs, the lower back to the armpits, the belt, and the outer thighs.
Finally, they grabbed his ankle, pulled off his shoe, and lifted his leg to shake it, making sure there were no hidden weapons. The two men worked efficiently and decisively, completing the entire process in just seven or eight seconds, finding one of Zhou Entai's dentures, leaving the people at Yuzhou Station dumbfounded.

"Senior, dentures."

"Pull it out!" Zhang Yi said calmly, looking at Fu Xiaodong, the head of the general affairs department.
"Section Chief Fu, shouldn't the General Affairs Department have pliers?"

"Yes!" Fu Xiaodong was momentarily stunned, then quickly ran out.

"Director Zhang, are you alright?" Station Chief Cui's face was grim. Recalling the terrifying scene just now, he still felt a chill run down his spine, followed by shock and anger. Yuzhou already had a Red Party spy, how could another Japanese spy appear? If the Japanese spy had succeeded just now, a dignified Major General Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau would have died in his own conference room. Even if he had ten mouths, he probably wouldn't have been able to explain himself.

Zhang Yi did not answer Cui Fangping's question. He put away his pistol and, instead of answering, said:
Are there any other Japanese spies in Yuzhou?

Station Chief Cui's heart skipped a beat, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "It's hard to say."

"Hmm." Zhang Yi nodded, then became serious. "In that case, from this moment on, the entire Yuzhou station will enter a state of first-level combat readiness. The exterior will be relaxed, but the interior will be tense. No one may leave the headquarters without my permission. Station Chief Cui, any questions?"

"No."

"Very good, Deputy Station Chief Li?"

Deputy Station Chief Li Mulin stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate obeys orders."

"Okay, then, immediately pass on the order to everyone, and explain the gunshot incident to reassure everyone. We will then convene an emergency meeting shortly."

Call the city defense forces and the military police headquarters' inspection department now and have them thoroughly investigate all suspicious persons entering and leaving the city.

In addition, organize manpower immediately.

First, immediately search Zhou Entai's office.

Second, detain his family members.

Once Zhang Yi was in working mode, he exuded a powerful aura, radiating authority without anger. His tone left no room for doubt. He gazed at the two men, paused, and said, "Gentlemen, national affairs are of utmost importance. I hope you will devote yourselves wholeheartedly to this task."

"Yes." Cui and Li exchanged a glance, then turned and left with cold expressions.

At this moment, Fu Xiaodong had retrieved the pliers—a pair of rusty pliers.

The monkey took the pliers and said to Qian Xiaosan, "Open his mouth wide."

Zhou Entai struggled frantically to no avail. The pliers were inserted into his mouth, and with a forceful pull, the false tooth and the remaining tooth were forcibly pulled out.

The monkey used all its strength, and its braces and broken teeth rolled to the ground, panting heavily without saying a word.

Qian Xiaosan released his grip, glanced at Zhou Entai, handcuffed him behind his back, and said disdainfully:

"Someone like you dares to assassinate the Chief? I advise you to confess your superiors and accomplices as soon as possible, lest you suffer in the interrogation room later. You've been pampered and neglected your training; can you withstand torture?"

Blood dripped from the corner of Zhou Entai's mouth as he gritted his teeth and glared at him with hatred.

"Take him to the interrogation room, we'll deal with him after the meeting."

(Time flies like a wild donkey, never stopping once it starts. Before I knew it, it was the end of the month again. This month's updates have been...well, let's just say they're disappointing. A few days ago, I wanted to show off my cooking skills, but when I took a knife, I cut my finger. It seems pride comes before a fall; humility brings benefit. It seems one should always be modest. Of course, be modest in life, but ambitious in work. I'll strive to update more next month and write better stories. Respectfully yours, author. July's scorching sun burns brightly, dreams are burning hot. May everyone's wishes come true, and may good fortune and wealth follow.)
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