My spy diary

Chapter 559 The Search (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"go home!"

After saying this, Akisui Taro sneered, suddenly stood up, quickly stretched out his hands, grabbed the coachman, and strangled him from behind.

The coachman trembled with fear, struggling to say something, but as Akisui Taro tightened his arms, the coachman's desperate struggles gradually subsided until his hands fell limply to his sides.

Akisui Taro snorted coldly, moved the body onto the rickshaw, glanced around warily, and then quickly stripped off the driver's clothes and put them on himself.

Then, he covered the coachman with his own clothes, picked up the top hat that had fallen to the ground, dusted it off, put it on the coachman's head, and turned and left without looking back.

When he emerged from the alley again, he had changed his posture, hunching over, with his hands clasped in front of him, and a humble and obsequious expression on his face.

However, what he didn't know was that his every move was being watched by a mysterious woman carrying a vegetable basket hiding at the alley entrance. She kept glancing at the plainclothes Kuomintang agents running around her, sighed slightly, thought for a moment, and then walked towards the alley entrance.

Then, Akisui Taro appeared, his body hunched over.

The woman lowered her head and walked quickly toward him, passing by Akisui Taro.

In that split second as they passed each other, the woman subtly flicked her sleeve, and a sharp dagger instantly appeared in her hand. Akisui Taro had just looked up in astonishment when the dagger sliced ​​across his throat. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at her, then suddenly froze, as if nailed to the spot.

The woman's face remained expressionless. She quickly sheathed the dagger, as if nothing had happened, and quickened her pace forward.

"Who is she?" The monkey, who had just climbed onto the roof and was holding binoculars, changed his expression instantly when he saw this scene. Who was this woman?

Japanese intelligence operative?
Why did she kill a rickshaw driver?

"Who is it?" Qian Xiaosan didn't react for a moment and looked at him in confusion.

"Female assassin!" Although Monkey was somewhat taken aback, he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. He grabbed the rifle from Qian Xiaosan's hand and fired a shot at the woman.

"Bang!" The bullet struck the woman's calf with precision. She stumbled and fell to the ground, then gritted her teeth, rolled on the spot, and desperately darted into another maze of alleyways.

"You stay here and keep an eye on the suspicious ones, I'll go after them!" The monkey said, and then leaped down from the second-floor roof.

Everything happened in a flash.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, a large number of secret agents, accompanied by police, surrounded the area from all directions.

At that moment, two plainclothes officers saw Akisui Taro with his head down and behaving strangely. They rushed over and were about to order him to raise his hands when suddenly, the target slowly knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Then, as if something had ripped open his neck, large amounts of blood gushed out.

Then, he collapsed to the ground.

The two plainclothes officers stared in disbelief, cautiously approaching with their guns drawn. They turned the blood-covered corpse over, glanced at it hesitantly for a few moments, and then, with a jolt, realized that this was indeed the target in the portrait. Overjoyed, they were filled with delight.

"Hey, why is he disguised as a rickshaw puller?"

"Who killed him?"

"How should I know?" the man replied haphazardly, glancing warily into the alley. Seeing a rickshaw parked there, he eagerly ran into the alley while his companion was still in a daze.

The next moment, an excited voice came through: "The radio! I've found it!"

"Help! Help!" Just then, a terrified cry for help came from the next alley, and the plainclothes officer's shouts stopped abruptly.

Just as his companion was about to curse the guy for getting lucky, he heard the cry for help and immediately grabbed his gun and ran towards the next alley.

a minute ago.

By the time the monkey arrived at the alley, the female assassin had already vanished.

On the ground, there was a trail of bloodstains.

The monkey led the people to search along the trail of blood.

When we arrived at the door of a bungalow, terrified screams came from inside.

The crowd immediately surrounded the house.

After obtaining permission from the monkey, one of the plainclothes officers slowly approached, held his breath, and listened intently to the door for a few seconds. Then, after carefully observing the door crack and finding no bolt, he slowly pushed the door open.

The door was widening, but the house was quiet inside. There was no one in the courtyard either, except for the main house door, which was tightly closed.

The monkey pondered for a moment, then waved his hand. Several plainclothes officers, armed with guns, carefully entered one after another, crouching low and quickly lying in ambush behind the bedroom door. After a moment of hesitation, one of them suddenly reached out and pushed the door open, and several gun barrels were simultaneously thrust inside.

"Put the gun down!"

Inside the room, the female assassin, her face almost deathly pale, sat in a chair, one hand around the neck of a trembling man, the other holding a gun to his chin.

Nearby, a pale-faced mother and daughter sat slumped against the wall, huddled together, trembling.

Seeing this, the monkey was startled; the sudden appearance of a hostage caught him off guard. However, he still forced himself to remain calm and said:
"You're supposed to be a well-trained female spy. What's the point of hiding behind someone else? Put down your gun, surrender, and maybe you'll have a chance to survive."

The female assassin gave a sinister smile: "You don't need to provoke me. As the Chinese saying goes, 'Women and petty people are the hardest to deal with.' I'm a woman, but I can be a petty person too. Get out of the way! If you don't, I'll take three lives for one. I'm guaranteed to make a profit." As she spoke, she gently tugged at her finger, and those outside could see that she was holding a thin rope in her left hand. The other end was tied around the neck of the little girl slumped on the ground. It was a hand grenade, and the fuse had been pulled.

The situation became tense, but the plainclothes officers from the Military Intelligence Bureau surrounding them started whispering among themselves.

"Team Leader Hou, should we just open fire? They're just a few ordinary civilians!"

"Yeah, a few ordinary people, they just died, so what?"

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As the group got more and more excited, the monkey's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps rushed in; it was Zhang Yi and Li Mulin.

The monkey instantly found its leader and hurriedly went forward to report to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi listened to the report expressionlessly, then coldly stared at the fearless female assassin in the room. At that moment, the female assassin's sinister gaze also turned towards him, and their eyes met.

With just one glance, Zhang Yi could tell that this woman must know him or have seen his photo somewhere.

At this moment, she pressed the gun barrel tightly against the man's chin, held the thin rope in one hand, and stared intently at Zhang Yi, clearly having lost her mind.

Zhang Yi pondered, his reaction different from the plainclothes officer's shouts to fire. A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes as he slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun.

The monkey standing by noticed the subtle change in his eyes and inquired, "Sir." Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yi waved his hand, subtly giving him a wink while a hint of hesitation crossed his face. He then gave a wry smile, as if at his wit's end, and looked around before saying:

"Put down your guns, all of you! Deputy Station Chief Li, put them down! You, and you too, put them down! People say that only petty people and women are difficult to deal with. She's a petty person, but we're gentlemen. Let's listen to this Japanese female soldier this once and let her go—"

Upon seeing Zhang Yi appear, the female assassin was startled. Sure enough, the injury and hospitalization were all a trap, a scheme to lure her in. Unfortunately, that fool, Akisui Taro, was completely oblivious.

Having eliminated Akisui Taro, Ryuei had completed the task assigned to her. Had she not been shot, she would have already fled this dangerous place.

If she had kidnapped these three people to save herself from certain death, now she couldn't help but have a sudden inspiration and came up with a daring idea—since the hostages made Zhang Yi hesitant to act, why not take a gamble and kill Zhang Yi the moment he puts down his weapon?

If this matter succeeds, even if Chiba Kiriko dies, her great achievements could make her a renowned "Flower of the Empire" in the Great Japanese Empire, perhaps comparable to the well-known Nanzo Yunko, Kawashima Yoshiko, and Kawahara Misaoko.

With that thought in mind, she quietly turned the gun around.

As soon as Zhang Yi spoke, the plainclothes officers around him exchanged glances, looking at each other in bewilderment. Seeing Li Mulin hesitate and drop his pistol, they followed suit and placed their guns at their feet. Zhang Yi also slowly bent down, and just as his pistol hit the ground, he suddenly raised his hand and fired a shot with a "bang."

At the same time, just as Chiba Kiriko turned her gun around, a bullet suddenly struck her wrist, blood gushed out, and the pistol was knocked to the ground.

Chiba Kiriko's expression changed drastically, and she roared, "Baka! If we're going to die, we'll die together!" With that, she yanked hard on the thin rope in her hand.

Just at this critical moment, the monkey shouted, and a bright short knife flew into the air, cutting the thin rope in her hand.

"Baka!" Chiba Kiriko roared in anger as her plan failed and lunged at the grenade.

"Bang!" Another bullet struck her thigh, and she stumbled and fell to the ground. The plainclothes officers immediately swarmed over and pinned her down.

However, before the plainclothes officers could begin searching her, Chiba Kiriko bit down hard, her body convulsed violently a few times, and black blood flowed from the corners of her mouth and nostrils.

"Oh no!" Two plainclothes officers exclaimed and forcefully pried open her mouth.

"Useless trash, why weren't you keeping an eye on things?"

"Deputy stationmaster, should we take him to the hospital?"

"Potassium cyanide? The person's already dead; sending them there is pointless." Li Mulin glared angrily at the plainclothes officers, then turned to Zhang Yi for instructions:

"Director Zhang, what do we do now?"

"The people are all dead, what else can we do?" Zhang Yi shook his head, glanced at the three family members who were crying their hearts out after surviving the ordeal, and said expressionlessly, "Let's call it a day!"

Kaifeng.

A communications soldier from the Kaifeng headquarters delivered a coded telegram from the military to Osawa Kanjiro. The telegram contained the following:

"The North China Headquarters orders: Kaifeng Chief Osamu Kanjiro is to cease all administrative duties and return to Beiping for a report. Colonel Yokomizu of the Headquarters will replace him as Chief Osamu of the Kaifeng Headquarters."

As Osawa Kanjiro looked at the coded telegram, his expression immediately darkened.

He understood that this telegram, rather than being a notice to return to Beiping to report on his duties, was in fact a death warrant. His fate upon returning to Beiping was predictable; someone would have to be held responsible for the deaths of Yoshikawa Teisuke and the others. The fact that he wasn't escorted away was already a sign of decency.

Now, his only option is to commit suicide by disembowelment.

Although suicide is the highest honor for a samurai in Japan, who would want to commit suicide if they could live?

Just as he was racking his brains for a solution, the communications soldier knocked on the door again and came in:
"Chief, a telegram from Qiushui."

Kanjiro Osawa breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly took the telegram: "'It has been confirmed that Zhang Yi is indeed hospitalized, but the hospital is under heavy security. Requesting manpower support.'"

As Osawa Kanjiro looked at the telegram, his gloomy face appeared exceptionally terrifying.

He dismissed the communications soldier, gripped his officer's sword, and pondered for a long time. As if having made up his mind, he reached for the telephone receiver, dialed a number, and said to the person on the other end:

"I need to go to Luoyang. Arrange a vehicle for me immediately."

Yuzhou Military Intelligence Station.

Seeing the team members return in high spirits and full of joy, Captain Cui's face turned ugly. If he could win over the two deputy captains, how could he let the guy surnamed Li enjoy all the credit?
He pretended to bump into a lone plainclothes officer from the action team:
"You're back? A good day, huh?"

"Captain Cui, the harvest is indeed quite good."

"Caught someone?"

"No."

"Then why are you so excited?"

"Although the man is dead, we have captured the radio and the codebook."

Captain Cui grew increasingly uneasy as he listened: "You've seized a radio and a codebook again?"

"That's right. Besides the radio and codebook, we also discovered a female spy. Deputy Station Chief Li said that once we confirm her true identity, we can trace her down to a whole string of accomplices and bring them all to justice!"

The little spy answered with such confidence that Captain Cui was even more furious. This was all originally his doing! He glanced at the excited spy and forced a smile:
"You've worked hard, keep up the good work."

After saying that, he walked towards the stationmaster's office, looking uneasy.

"Stationmaster, it's all my fault for being a step too late. I didn't find a chance to win them over, otherwise..."

"Hindsight is 20/20. They've already got their hands on the radio and the codebook. What's the point of saying all this now?" Station Chief Cui slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Station Chief, please calm down." Captain Cui reassured Cui Fangping while continuing to suggest, "It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost! I just learned that they also killed a female spy, and we're trying to find her accomplices through her. If we could get her photo, perhaps..."

Cui Fangping waved his hand helplessly: "Hurry up, I'll go get you the gold bars right now."

After leaving the Military Intelligence Bureau, Station Chief Cui did not go straight home. Instead, he drove to a high-end apartment building, which was nominally a hotel, but the rooms were basically rented by all sorts of people.

The long corridor was carpeted in a dark camel color. Cui Fangping walked to a room at the back and rang the doorbell.

The door opened quickly, and a beautiful young woman appeared, wrapped in a silk nightgown. Upon seeing Cui Fangping, she said with a hint of sarcasm, "It's been several days, and you've finally decided to come."

This woman was none other than "Mansheng," the woman that Station Chief Cui had been keeping as a mistress. Li Mulin had searched everywhere for her but couldn't find her, and he never expected that she would be hiding here.

Cui Fangping didn't say anything and walked straight in.

(End of this chapter)