My spy diary

Chapter 549 Confession (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Who is Liang Fu?

"Major Chief of the Armory under the Military Police Command!"

Zhang Yi decisively ordered, "Arrest them immediately!"

"Director Zhang, please calm down." Li Mulin interrupted, hesitatingly saying, "Should we follow the standard procedures and put him under surveillance first? Although he used a false identity and is highly suspicious, there is still insufficient evidence to determine whether he is secretly colluding with the Japanese."

"When have we ever needed evidence to arrest people?" a plainclothes officer chimed in, eager to try.

Li Mulin glared at him. The Military Intelligence Bureau doesn't need evidence to arrest people, but it depends on who they are arresting. Can people be treated the same?

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yi looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

Li Mulin scratched his head for a moment and stammered, "This Liang Fu is the nephew-in-law of General Wei, the commander of the war zone."

"Commander Wei's nephew-in-law?" Zhang Yi frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "We can't rush to conclusions when catching a thief red-handed or an adulterer in the act, but we can at least ask him a few questions, right? Also, draw a portrait of this Wang Jinjun and have someone identify him."

"Yes."

Liang Fu was truly panicked this time.

When he returned from the hotel, he felt refreshed and still a little unsatisfied.

The thought of Guan Ayue panting beneath him, her breath mixed with Japanese he couldn't understand, made him feel somewhat unable to resist.

He recalled a saying he'd heard somewhere: that a man's pleasure comes from a woman's pleasurable response and the pleasure derived from sensory stimulation. This feeling restored his confidence, even his self-esteem, something he had never experienced before.

"A pair of mandarin ducks in the quilt, a pear blossom overshadows a crabapple."

Liang Fu was happily thinking about it when he called and had a few side dishes delivered. Just as he was enjoying a drink in a pleasant mood, he received a mysterious phone call—
Guan Ayue and Shi Xiong were arrested.

Before he could find out who was on the other end of the line, the call was disconnected.

A chill ran down Liang Fu's spine, his drunkenness vanished. He first retrieved his service pistol, then hurriedly dialed a number, trying to control his emotions: "Listen, I agree to your request, but you also have to agree to one condition. No matter who asks, you must say that I arranged to meet you at the Luoyang Hotel today—no, yesterday evening—understand?"

Before Liang Fu could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door. He quickly hung up the phone, held his breath, and after a few seconds of pause, asked:
"Who?"

“I am Li Mulin,” Li Mulin answered from outside the door.

Zhang Yi, Li Mulin, and the others waited outside the door for quite a while before it finally opened. Only a crack remained, and Liang Fu, still wearing his pajamas and looking sleepy, peered in and asked with a puzzled expression:

"Deputy Station Chief Li? Is something the matter so late?"

"Something came up," Li Mulin replied directly.

"Go ahead," Liang Fu said, still showing no intention of moving aside.

Li Mulin sized him up, glanced inside the room, and teased with a smile, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of tea? Are you hiding a mistress in a golden palace?"

"Do you want some tea, or do you want to ask me a question?"

"No matter what, can I come in and out?" With that, Li Mulin pushed the door open without any politeness.

Seeing this, Liang Fu paused for a moment, then shrugged, put away the pistol hidden behind his back, and walked to the sofa to sit down.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

Li Mulin and Zhang Yi exchanged a glance, told the others to wait outside, and went inside. After looking around, Li Mulin went straight to the point and asked:

"Did you go to the Luoyang Hotel around 6 PM tonight?"

"I've been there, so what?" Liang Fu answered readily, then frowned, as if some secret had been exposed, and asked warily:

"Are you investigating me?"

"Don't overthink it, it's just routine questioning." Li Mulin stared at him. "There's a spy case going on now, would you like to hear about it?" He then explained Guan Ayue's identity and her visit to the Luoyang Hotel that day, and mentioned that he had been at the hotel at the same time and had used fake identification.

After listening to Li Mulin's story, Liang Fu remained silent for a while, then crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and began to puff out smoke.

"What a coincidence? But what does it have to do with me? Is it illegal for me to go to a hotel?"

"It's not illegal, but why did you use fake identification? Also, do you know Guan Ayue? And why were you at the hotel at that time—"

Liang Fu interrupted him: "That's a military secret, I'm sorry I can't disclose it. As for that 'gate' you mentioned..."

"Guan Ayue!"

"I don't know her. This is the first time I've heard of her. Her surname is Guan. Could she be a princess from the Qing Dynasty?"

“I told you she was a Japanese spy.” Li Mulin looked at him coldly, took out Guan Ayue’s portrait, and asked seriously:
"You really don't recognize me?"

Liang Fu glanced at it and immediately said, "I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

"Okay, let's stick to those two questions. First, why did you use fake identification? Second, what were you doing at the hotel today?"

"I revealed military secrets."

"Enough, stop trying to fob me off with this." Li Mulin interrupted him coldly, pointing to the phone and saying, "Should I call Commander Wei now?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Fu was clearly flustered. He stammered for a long time before hesitantly saying, "It's a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short."

"Alright." Liang Fu sighed, deliberately putting on a frank appearance: "Deputy Station Chief Li, as you know, I married Commander Wei's niece. Everyone envies my good luck and good fortune in getting on the good side of a big shot, which means I can rise to the top quickly. But who knows the bitterness and grievances in my heart?"
Sigh, it's less like I'm marrying a wife and more like I'm marrying into her family. What status does a son-in-law have? You don't know, that woman was spoiled rotten from childhood, so willful and capricious. Everything has to go her way, even in bed, I have to ask permission and make an appointment beforehand. I'm a grown man, and this is just too stifling for me.”

In Liang Fu's account, he couldn't stand his domineering wife at home any longer, so he voluntarily applied for a transfer to Yuzhou. After arriving there, by chance, he met a female college student, and the two, sharing similar interests, quickly fell in love. Yesterday, he went to the hotel to meet the female student, but for some reason, she didn't show up, so he had to check out and go home disappointed.

He sighed again, then looked at Li Mulin and said almost pleadingly:
“Deputy Station Chief Li, Brother Li, we are both men, you should be able to understand my choice, right? However, this kind of thing can’t be brought up in the open, so I hope you can keep it a secret for me.”

Li Mulin wondered to himself, "Is it true or not?" He asked calmly, "..."
"What's that female student's name?"

"Lin Zhixia." Liang Fu said with a smile, standing up and pointing to the phone next to the sofa: "Don't believe me? You can call to verify."

Before he could finish speaking, a flashlight was thrust in front of him, and Li Mulin looked on with interest.
"Okay, the more you say that, the more curious I become about this female student."

"Brother Li also likes female students?" Liang Fu was nervous inside, but appeared quite calm on the surface. After hesitating for a moment, he dialed a few numbers.

“Who doesn’t like female college students?” Li Mulin laughed. “If it weren’t for the rules in our Military Intelligence Bureau, I would love to take in a few more.”

He dialed the number, and after a series of ringing sounds, he couldn't hear anyone answer. Liang Fu gave a stiff smile.

"She's probably asleep, maybe..." he said, preparing to hang up, but just then the phone was answered, and a languid, sweet voice rang out: "Hello, who is this?"

Li Mulin gestured for him to put down the phone, and Liang Fu complied, asking loudly, "It's me, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"Isn't she sleeping? What's wrong?"

After a pause, Liang Fu said, "I don't want to run away from that matter anymore. I've made up my mind. I'll divorce her and marry you. I asked you to come to the Luoyang Hotel yesterday to talk to you about this. Why didn't you come?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Li Mulin stared intently at Liang Fu, who subconsciously clenched his pajamas.

Seeing that the female student didn't react, Liang Fu continued, "I know you hate me. If I were you, I would hate you too. After all, I concealed the fact that I was married. But she and I were really just husband and wife in name only. We had no feelings for each other. The person I love is you. If you're willing, I'll divorce my wife and marry you right away. I'll definitely marry you properly. Zhixia, please forgive me?"

“Yesterday? What?” Lin Zhixia suddenly asked.

Hearing what the other person said, Li Mulin's eyes turned cold, and his hand slowly reached for the pistol at his waist.

Liang Fu's face instantly turned pale and ashen, his body stiffened, he pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and tried to control his body to prevent any visible trembling.

Just then, there was a crackling sound on the other end of the phone, and Lin Zhixia's voice rang out again: "Hello? Why is there no sound? Are you really going to divorce your husband and marry me?"

“Of course, I mean what I say,” Liang Fu said, biting his lip.

"Alright then, I'll trust you this once." Lin Zhixia's voice was filled with obvious joy, then she paused, and said with a hint of annoyance:
"Why do you always ask people to go to hotels? Can't we go to a coffee shop? I went to see a movie with my friends last night."

Liang Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Li Mulin, hung up the phone, and said:
"Is that all right?"

Li Mulin withdrew his hand from the gun, rubbed his nose, and said with a forced smile, "If you think it's okay, then it's okay."

"Is there anything else?" Liang Fu clearly wanted to see the guest out.

Li Mulin shook his head, gave him a deep look, and said calmly, "It seems to be a coincidence. Major Liang, don't take it to heart. We are all serving the Party and the country. If you are fine, I can sleep well at night."

"Yes, and it was a very unpleasant coincidence. Goodbye, and don't bother coming back!"

Li Mulin glanced at Zhang Yi, who nodded almost imperceptibly, and the two turned and left.

Throughout the entire process, Zhang Yi did not utter a single word; he merely observed coldly, watching Liang Fu's every move.

This person is not only clever, but also cunning; clearly, all his statements were pre-planned.

The script was good, but the acting was really lacking.

Moreover, Zhang Yi has never believed in coincidences.

Therefore, as soon as he left Liang Fu's house, he said, "Tap his phone." Then he thought that setting up the tapping equipment would take time, so he said, "Cut off his home phone, leave a few people to monitor his every move, and arrest him immediately if there is any sign of him escaping."

Li Mulin nodded: "Should we ask the female student again to verify?"

"No, just bring her back." Zhang Yi waved his hand and said menacingly, "Given that someone has already alerted them, let's arrest her now and try to close the net tonight. Let's move in."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, the female student was taken from her bed to the interrogation room. Being young, she tearfully confessed everything after seeing the torture instruments in the interrogation room.

Standing outside the interrogation room, Zhang Yi listened to Li Mulin's report: "Can you imagine? A top student from the Provincial Yuzhou University, who had joined the Three People's Principles Youth League, gave up a promising future to become Liang Fu's mistress."

Qian Xiaosan asked curiously, "How much money did you give?"

"What money? Just enough for coffee, meals, dancing, and a few clothes."

"Eating, drinking coffee, a few clothes, and that's all you're after?" Qian Xiaosan looked incredulous.

"She really only had a few clothes, the most expensive of which was a silk cheongsam. To support her schooling, her parents even bought land in the countryside and borrowed money from landlords at exorbitant interest rates. The debt kept piling up and almost drove them to the brink of suicide. In the end, Liang Fu helped them settle the matter."

Zhang Yi was speechless. Even in later generations, such incidents were commonplace. He waved his hand to interrupt the two men's conversation and said seriously:
"Arrest them immediately."

"Yes."

On the other side, after Zhang Yi and the others left, Liang Fu became increasingly terrified. He wanted to call someone to pretend to kidnap Lin Zhixia and control her first, so that she wouldn't lie under the questioning of the Military Intelligence Bureau. However, after discovering that the phone had lost signal, he had no more hope. He immediately packed up the gold and US dollars in his house, took a pistol and fake documents, and prepared to flee.

However, he had only gone a short distance from his house when several figures blocked his way from the front and back.

After Liang Fu was arrested, he was taken directly to the interrogation room. The female student who had just confessed was also brought in. When she saw Liang Fu, tears streamed down her face, and she sobbed uncontrollably.

Liang Fu sat absentmindedly in the chair, remaining silent for a long while before finally asking:
"They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

The female student choked back tears and shook her head.

Liang Fu sighed, wanting to reach out and comfort her, but only realized the handcuffs when he raised his hand. He gave a bitter laugh: "Just say whatever you know. Don't be afraid, you and I have nothing to do with each other, they won't do anything to you."

"I'm pregnant." The female student, who had been wiping away tears with her head down, suddenly looked up at Liang Fu and said these four words through gritted teeth.

Liang Fu was stunned, remaining speechless for a long while. Before this, he had thought he could try to maneuver with the Military Intelligence Bureau. As long as he denied everything and Guan Ayue didn't confess, the Bureau wouldn't be able to do anything to him without solid evidence. Even if Commander Wei didn't care about himself, he would intervene for the sake of his family's reputation. But after hearing this news, he completely gave up resisting and looked at the door, saying, "Ask whatever you want to know. I'll tell you everything, but I have one condition."

Li Mulin walked in and looked at him coldly: "Speak."

"Give her some money and send her away."

"Okay." Li Mulin thought for a moment and agreed, then gestured for the plainclothes officers to take the female student away.

These words filled Liang Fu with joy. He watched the female student's departing figure and sincerely said, "Thank you."

Li Mulin smiled and sat down opposite him: "Shall we begin?"

"Just ask."

"How did you and Guan Ayue meet? And what does she want from you?"

“Would you believe me if I said it was a chance encounter?” Liang Fu smiled helplessly. “We slept together the second time we met. Then her husband broke down the door, took pictures with a camera, and threatened me that if I didn’t cooperate with them, he would send the pictures to my wife, the guard officer, and the newspaper.”

"Believe it? Why wouldn't I believe it? Sending blank doves—a common tactic used by female spies." Li Mulin sneered. "What does she want?"

"Internal structure diagram of the armory."

"They want to blow up the armory?"

(End of this chapter)