My spy diary

Chapter 586 Stop (Seeking monthly votes)

The office lamp cast a dim yellow light; it was already dark, but Dai Chunfeng was still bent over his desk reading documents.

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door. "I need to see Director Dai. I have something urgent to report." It was He Shangyou's voice, which sounded anxious. And the fact that he had come at this hour gave Dai Chunfeng a bad feeling.

Lieutenant Jia shouted loudly from outside the door, "Chief He! Mr. Dai is busy, please wait while I inform him! Chief He!"

He Shangyou had already pushed the door open and gone inside.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, Dai Chunfeng noticed that his expression was strange.

"Director."

"What's wrong? You haven't been able to get in touch with them?"

He Shangyou shook his head.

"Something happened again?"

He Shangyou shook his head again, but his face grew even uglier: "No, he is safe, but the news that came through was bad news. Night Falcon has been arrested."

Dai Chunfeng was taken aback, feeling somewhat bewildered: "How could this be?" He had just obtained Night Falcon's identity information from Lin Jingyi, and then he was captured. Could it be that the Red Party members all have eyes and ears everywhere?
"Has the news been leaked again?"

"Yes, I think this matter is inseparable from Zhang Yi!" He Shangyou told Dai Chunfeng everything he knew, including the exchange of information between Zhang Yi and Steward Zhang.

"Exchange intelligence? Are you sure?" Dai Chunfeng's face was filled with disbelief. He looked at He Shangyou and muttered to himself, "Is he really from their side?"

“I’m certain, absolutely certain. My men saw it with their own eyes.” He Shangyou’s face was ashen. “It sounds unbelievable, but he went to an antique shop, sent a message there, and Night Falcon was arrested. What a coincidence! If before it was just suspicion, now I’m certain he’s the mole we’re looking for.”

Dai Chunfeng pondered his words carefully and touched his nose.

"Chief, things happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to report to you. My men have already set off. One team is looking for Zhang Yi, and the other is raiding the antique shop. They will interrogate both sides simultaneously, and we will not give them any chance to collude." He said earnestly, "At this time, we must not be soft-hearted."

"Do you think I'd be soft-hearted?" Dai Chunfeng sneered, then summoned his adjutant Jia. "Take a few people from the Supervision Office and Director He to the bureau immediately and bring Zhang Yi here. I'll interrogate him personally!"

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away." Lieutenant Jia saluted, then hesitated before asking, "If he arrests him..."

"Shoot him on the spot."

"Yes."

The sweet voice of Zhou Xuan could be heard in Zhang Yi's clean and bright living room.

"The floating clouds disperse, the bright moon shines upon us, and we revel in the joy of reunion today."

Zhang Yi sat on the sofa, drinking hot tea and reading the newspaper, completely absorbed in his work. He seemed oblivious to the fact that several cars were already parked on the street near his home.

Section Chief Liu sat in the first car among these vehicles, looking through the window at the lights that had been turned on at Zhang Yi's house.

"Section Chief, shall we take action? What are we waiting for?"

"Don't rush, let's wait and see." Section Chief Liu said without turning his head. What was he waiting for? Naturally, it was Boss Dai's order.

Although Section Chief Liu is not very capable, he is by no means stupid or clumsy to have gotten to this position. On the contrary, he is quite clever and shrewd.

In his view, Director He was being too hasty or rash today. If he wanted to report and make arrests, he should at least wait until he had Boss Lei's confession or the original copy of the telegram. Otherwise, with insufficient evidence, making a hasty arrest could lead to serious consequences.
He didn't want to become a victim of the power struggle between Director He and Section Chief Zhang. As long as he kept an eye on Section Chief Zhang and prevented him from escaping, he would at most be scolded by Director He. But if they actually drew their guns and arrested the wrong person, Section Chief Zhang would have plenty of ways to deal with him, and the Military Intelligence Bureau would have no place for him anymore.

He was lost in thought when he suddenly saw several cars silently approaching. He quickly gave an order:
"get off."

The person who arrived was indeed He Shangyou. Through the car window, he looked at Section Chief Liu, who was bowing respectfully as he approached, and his face turned ugly.

Why haven't they made a move yet?

Section Chief Liu looked ashamed: "Sir, we are not the action team after all. In order to avoid any mistakes in the arrest, we are discussing the action plan."

He Shangyou's eyes were cold, as if he had seen through his little scheme long ago. He asked coldly, "Oh, what have you come up with?"

"After discussion, we've decided to launch a full-scale attack. Chief, what do you think?" Section Chief Liu rubbed his nose.

"Are you sure he's home?" The curtains on the back window were drawn, revealing Lieutenant Jia's expressionless face.

Section Chief Liu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "It's confirmed. The car is parked outside. According to the brothers who stayed behind, he hasn't left the house since he came back."

Seeing the subtle expressions on He Shangyou's and Jia's adjutant's faces, he was somewhat puzzled, but feeling guilty, he asked for instructions:
"Senior, Director Jia, shall we proceed now?"

He Shangyou glanced at Deputy Officer Jia, and seeing that he remained silent, he said coldly, "Since you've already come up with a plan, what are you waiting for?"

"Yes." Section Chief Liu replied awkwardly, then quickly turned around and waved to the plainclothes officers who were waiting silently and orderly behind him.

As he gave the order, the plainclothes officers, each carrying a loaded pistol, silently approached Zhang Yi's house from two directions.

The plainclothes officers slowly approached Zhang Yi's door and surrounded him.

An undercover officer closest to the door, holding a gun, stood by the doorframe, ready to break down the door. He glanced back at Section Chief Liu, who nodded, then took a step back and kicked the door open.

Meanwhile, Ding Henian held the draft telegrams he had found in Boss Lei's house, his face grim.

Chunhui Pavilion only had one commercial radio, which had been registered with the Shancheng Garrison Command. The Military Intelligence Bureau had set up a telecommunications monitoring section in the headquarters' inspection department. Ding Henian specifically called to inquire and carefully checked the model, call sign, and wavelength of the machine. He confirmed that it was indeed a commercial radio. Moreover, the telegram was sent to Changsha, and the content was only a few words, the gist of which was to remind the other party that the Military Intelligence Bureau was watching him and to be careful.

In addition, a message allegedly conveyed by Zhang Yi was found in the trash can at Mr. Lei's house: "Protecting cultural relics is everyone's responsibility."

Ding Henian was not giving up. He tried iodine, alum, and various developing solutions, but there was no hidden information at all.

Clearly, Mr. Lei did not send any telegrams to the Red Party, nor could he possibly be a member of the Red Party.

Upon receiving the answer, Ding Henian was almost in despair. He rushed to the telephone and quickly dialed a number.

The receiver kept giving busy signals; no one was answering the phone.

Outside the window, the sky was pitch black.

Ding Henian looked desperate. He didn't bother to wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead. He called Director He's office again, but still no one answered.

Finished!

Ding Henian understood that Director He had probably already begun taking action, and it was too late to stop him now.

He slammed the receiver down on the phone in a fit of rage, the veins on his forehead throbbing. He gasped for breath, forcing himself to calm down for a moment. Then, as if remembering something, he picked up the receiver and dialed another number.

"Finally, it's connected!" Ding Henian breathed a long sigh of relief and asked with wide eyes:
"anyone there?"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Room A, who is this?"

Ding Henian called out anxiously, "I am Ding Henian from the Party and Government Intelligence Department. I have something extremely urgent to discuss with Director Dai!"

With a loud bang, the door burst open, and several plainclothes officers, looking like wolves, rushed in.

Zhang Yi stood up in astonishment. Just as he was about to grab his gun, the plainclothes officer pounced on him and pressed the gun against his head.

He Shangyou entered with Deputy Officer Jia, Section Chief Liu, and several other plainclothes officers, and said with a forced smile, "Director Zhang, didn't expect this, did you?"

"Hey, what do you want, Mr. He? Lieutenant Jia, what's going on here?" Zhang Yi frowned.

"What for? To play cat and mouse, of course!" He Shangyou said with a mocking smile, giving Section Chief Liu a wink. Section Chief Liu understood and immediately led his men to search the room.

"I didn't see a cat, but I did see a mad dog."

"I won't argue with you. Whether you're a cat or a mouse, you'll soon see the truth." He Shangyou said, looking around at the decorations in the room, touching and looking at everything. He also picked up a few loquats from the fruit plate and ate them with relish, looking confident of victory.

"Zhang Yi, I've been keeping an eye on you ever since you joined the Intelligence Division. Heh, you not only avoided being implicated in several leaks, but you were also promoted. A person's talent doesn't necessarily rise to the top in favorable circumstances."

But to be able to turn the tide in adversity is something else entirely.

You are one of those people who are different from the average person.

Aren't you curious why I've always kept my distance from you? It's because observing someone from a distance is always more authentic than getting close.

What you see up close is what's been edited, while what you see from a distance is its true color.

Your true nature is that you are good at disguising yourself. This skill is not difficult for a high-level agent, but it is difficult to consistently maintain it.

Unfortunately, every disguise has its flaws, and today is the day your true colors are revealed.

Zhang Yi frowned, looking impatient: "What nonsense are you spouting? Are you telling stories? I want to see Director Dai!"

"You'll see him in a bit, but not now." He Shangyou spat out a loquat seed. "Let's keep it simple. You were the one who went to Chunhui Pavilion this afternoon, weren't you?"

Zhang Yi looked wary: "You've been following me?"

"Just tell me whether you went or not, okay?"

"I have been to Chunhui Pavilion, what's wrong?"

"So that means you've admitted it? Go on, what information did you pass on to them?"

"What information?"

"Pretending to be stupid?"

Just then, Section Chief Liu jogged over with a book from the bookshelf:

"Chief, we've made a discovery!"

He Shangyou glanced at the note tucked in the book and laughed: "Playing dumb, huh? Here's the evidence." He smugly took out the note, which read "Master Ren" and an address.

He Shangyou's smile froze: "Who is Master Ren?"

Zhang Yi laughed: "Director He, your eloquent speech just now broadened my horizons. How come you're so ignorant now? Is that all Cheng Yaojin's three axe blows are? You don't even know the famous Changsha tomb raider?"

He Shangyou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly roared, "Find alum, iodine, and alcohol!"

The group of plainclothes officers looked at each other, bewildered, and then began to rummage through drawers and cabinets.

Zhang Yi reminded him, "Keep it down. You'll have to pay for anything if you break something. Everything is in the drawers in the study, including the alcohol lamp."

At his prompting, the plainclothes officer quickly retrieved the items.

Section Chief Liu looked bewildered. He took the slip of paper and tried it with alum, iodine, and alcohol, but there was no reaction at all.

He Shangyou looked incredulous and personally tried to handcuff himself to the alcohol lamp, but still found nothing.

Zhang Yi sneered: "Should we call the technical department and have someone send over the universal developer?"

He Shangyou was speechless.

"Gentlemen, can you release me now?" Without any sudden outburst, Zhang Yi simply asked a question, yet the plainclothes officers felt a chill run down their spines. Trembling, they released him and ran away at a distance.

Zhang Yi stretched his shoulders: "Didn't you say you'd expose my true form? Why did you mess up at the crucial moment? Could it be that you can't find a way to expose my true form? Should we borrow some donkey hooves, pig blood, or dog blood from the tomb raiders?"

He Shangyou was pale, his eyes were vacant, and he did not speak.

Zhang Yi straightened his clothes: "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you reluctant to part with me? Or are you afraid of the pain?"

He Shangyou forced a smile onto his bruised and swollen face: "It's just feudal superstition, I was just joking, Director Zhang, it was a misunderstanding."

“How can you call it feudal superstition? Who will know if we don’t try?” Zhang Yi picked up a loquat and ate it with relish. “It is indeed a misunderstanding, but a big one.”

He Shangyou smiled awkwardly and whispered to Section Chief Liu, "Fix the door quickly and tidy up the house."

After saying this, he glanced at Zhang Yi and said in a serious tone, "Director Zhang, I was also wholeheartedly devoted to the Party and the country, but I was indeed too eager for quick success in arresting the Red Party members. I am extremely ashamed of what happened today, and I will definitely apologize to them another day."

As he spoke, he gave Lieutenant Jia a wink. Lieutenant Jia understood and patiently explained:

"Director Zhang, there's a reason for this. One of our undercover agents has run into trouble, and everyone involved needs to be investigated."

Zhang Yi looked at He Shangyou with an indifferent expression: "Why wait until another day? Let's do it today, right now."

He Shangyou's face twitched a few times, then he remained silent.

After hesitating for a moment, Deputy Jia waved for all the plainclothes officers in the room to leave.

He Shangyou understood. He walked up to Zhang Yi and bowed slightly: "Director Zhang, I'm sorry."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yi suddenly stepped forward and punched him in the face.

He Shangyou was knocked halfway to the side by the impact, and when he staggered to his feet, blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Before he could react, Zhang Yi threw another punch. Then, he pulled out the pistol that the other man had tucked into his waistband and pressed it against his forehead.

He Shangyou's face turned ashen.

"Director Zhang!" Deputy Officer Jia was startled and quickly spoke up to stop him.

Zhang Yi glanced at him indifferently, but instead of pulling the trigger, he smashed the gun down hard on He Shangyou's head.

"Director Zhang!"

As soon as Lieutenant Jia finished speaking, accompanied by the sound of military boots hitting the ground, a cold voice rang out:

"Zhang Yi, stop now!"

It's Dai Chunfeng.

(End of this chapter)