My spy diary

Chapter 604 Intelligence (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Yunyi, let's go to the hospital, right now!"

Zhang Yi was completely bewildered and pretended not to understand: "Director Zhao was saved?"

"It's Shen Ruozhu. She committed suicide by poisoning herself!"

“Impossible.” Zhang Yi shook his head firmly. “Why would a perfectly healthy person commit suicide?”

"It's true. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and the patient has been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment."

"Why is this?"

"I don't know yet. However, according to her colleagues, Shen Ruozhu left the banquet in tears, emotionally distraught and in a daze, muttering something about Director Zhang. By the way, did you say anything to provoke her?"

"It can't be that bad, can it?" Zhang Yi pondered, looking somewhat absent-minded.

Seeing that he seemed a bit lost in thought, Dai Chunfeng reminded him, "We'll have to wait until she wakes up to find out the specifics—after all, you're the person involved in this, so you should go and check on her. A man should take responsibility."

Zhang Yi seemed to hear Dai Chunfeng's words of comfort, yet also seemed to hear nothing at all. He mechanically nodded, turned, and left.

Dai Chunfeng watched his departing figure and revealed a meaningful smile.

In the emergency ward of the county hospital, Shen Ruozhu lay motionless on the hospital bed. After emergency treatment, she had passed the critical period.

Lying on the hospital bed, her face was deathly pale, her lips were bloodless, and she looked like a paper doll, as if she would break at the slightest touch.

Zhang Yi stood blankly outside the ward door, coldly watching her through the small window, his heart filled with frustration. He had just finished saying he would cry, make a scene, and threaten suicide, and Shen Ruozhu had already committed suicide?
Just then, a nurse carrying medicine walked over, saw Zhang Yi, and asked warily:
"who are you?"

Zhang Yi pulled out his ID and waved it: "You're from the Military Intelligence Bureau. Come and find out what kind of poison she took."

"Potassium cyanide, perhaps?" The nurse breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Potassium cyanide?" Zhang Yi became suspicious. Potassium cyanide works by inhibiting respiration, causing rapid oxygen deprivation. The actual reaction and speed after poisoning vary depending on the dosage, individual constitution, and other factors. Symptoms also differ depending on whether it's ingested, inhaled, or through skin contact. Severe poisoning can cause respiratory and cardiac arrest within seconds or tens of seconds, leaving no time for rescue. How did Shen Ruozhu manage to control the dosage so precisely?

So he asked, "Do you have the test results yet?"

"No, our Dr. Sun isn't here. We'll have to wait for him to arrive."

"Then how do you know it's potassium cyanide poisoning?"

"I heard it from someone."

"Who said that?"

“The person who brought her to the hospital,” the nurse said confidently. “You have no idea how dangerous it was. When she was first brought in, she was already foaming at the mouth and unconscious. The young policeman who brought her was extremely anxious and made a scene, almost getting into a fight with our doctors.”

"Really? How did you treat her?"

"Induce vomiting, pump your stomach, what else can you do?" The nurse glanced at Zhang Yi's dumbfounded look, a hint of disgust unconsciously showing on her face. But she quickly returned to the main point, saying mysteriously:
"What do you want to know? I think this is clearly a crime of passion." After saying that, she looked at Zhang Yi with a serious expression.

"Oh, tell me about it," Zhang Yi said, feigning seriousness.

Seeing that Zhang Yi agreed with her guess, the nurse became even more smug and said in a serious tone, "Think about it, why would a woman think of committing suicide by poisoning herself? That would be so painful!"

"That's true, so why do you think she did it?"

"She must have been dumped by a man. Heartbroken, she tried to kill herself to show him. But why bother? Instead of finding someone you like, you should find someone who likes you. I think the police officer who brought her to the hospital was quite nice, but unfortunately, he was interested in her, and she wasn't."

"Yes, cherish the people in front of you, don't miss them and then regret it." Although Zhang Yi secretly disapproved of the nurse's gossipy remarks, he showed no impatience on the surface and said with a smile:
"Your analysis is correct. By the way, where is the laboratory?"

"I'll take you."

The lab was just around the corner, and they arrived quickly. The blood drawn from Shen Ruozhu and the collected vomit were placed in a glass test tube and an enamel cup, respectively. Zhang Yi carefully dabbed some vomit with a cotton swab and smelled it.

"If you can smell it, what's the point of having doctors?" a young nurse said with disdain. At this moment, Zhang Yi no longer cared about mocking the naive and gossipy nurse—he smelled soap in the vomit.

Shen Ruozhu's suicide was indeed faked.

Having received the answer, Zhang Yi walked towards Shen Ruozhu's ward.

In the corner, a pair of mysterious eyes fixed on him.

Meanwhile, in Dai Chunfeng's room, Li Qi, the communications officer of Room A, was intently listening to a telegram while wearing headphones. Zhou Zaihong, the dedicated coder, waited beside him, and soon a telegram filled with code was handed to him. The codebook was already etched in his mind, and he quickly deciphered the telegram, carefully checked it, and handed it to Dai Chunfeng after confirming that it was correct.

The telegram was addressed to "Brother Peilin, for your perusal" and signed "Respectfully presented by Yan".

"Peilin" is Dai Chunfeng's alias, while "Yiyan" is Mao Qiwu's alias. Influenced by Dai Chunfeng, Mao Qiwu also believed in superstition and had his fortune told. However, unlike Dai Chunfeng, he was not lacking water in his destiny. Instead, he was lacking fire, so he chose the name "Yiyan".

It is said that the end of science is metaphysics, and some things seem to be preordained. According to the Five Elements theory, the heart belongs to fire. Many years later, Mao Qiwu died of heart disease, which seems to confirm all of this.

Of course, whether this is a far-fetched interpretation is another matter.

Wherever Dai Chunfeng went, he would immediately report his exact location to the Bureau Headquarters' Division A, who would then report intelligence from various locations to him.

This telegram was forwarded by Mao Qiwu from "Shoehead," a senior Kuomintang agent who had infiltrated Hangzhou.

This man, surnamed Zhou, was from Fenglin Town, Jiangshan County. He had been infiltrating Hangzhou for a long time, posing as a shoe repairman. He set up his stall not far from the Japanese headquarters, repairing shoes and cultivating a harmonious relationship with the Japanese soldiers who frequented his stall. No one would have guessed that he had an intimate knowledge of the Japanese military's internal affairs. He knew everything about the daily troop rotations, raids outside the city, changes in command, and conflicts between the Japanese and local puppet troops. Whenever there was a surge in shoe repairs, he knew the Japanese were about to launch a military operation. He would analyze these developments and immediately report them to headquarters via radio.

During his time undercover, this man provided valuable intelligence on Japanese and puppet military affairs to the Military Intelligence Bureau on numerous occasions. Although his intelligence was not obtained directly, it was extremely accurate, earning him the deep appreciation of Dai Chunfeng, who personally gave him the codename "Shoehead."

"Watanabe Ichiro, the head of the Japanese intelligence agency in Hangzhou, has recently appeared at the Japanese military headquarters multiple times and stayed for extended periods, raising suspicions that he is plotting some conspiracy. We request prompt verification."

"Watanabe Ichiro?"

Dai Chunfeng took the telegram and read it for a while. Both Watanabe Ichiro and his intelligence chief, Shibahara Heizaburo, were on the Military Intelligence Bureau's kill list. But Watanabe Ichiro was cunning and shrewd, rarely venturing out and preferring to manipulate things from behind the scenes. He usually delegated daily tasks to Shibahara Heizaburo. Why was he showing his face this time? Leaving aside Watanabe Ichiro's crimes, let's just talk about Shibahara Heizaburo.

Earlier this year, this person disguised himself and infiltrated Ningbo to collect intelligence. After the Kuomintang military intelligence learned of this, they sent agents to intercept and kill him, but he escaped.

As a result, this man used gold and US dollars to coerce and bribe officers of the Kuomintang army at the Zhenhai Fort in Ningbo, allowing the Japanese army to easily land and invade. After occupying Ningbo, he brutally persecuted anti-Japanese patriots, and his Kuomintang secret service agencies were also completely destroyed.

During his time in Hangzhou, this man set up a secret brothel near the Sixth Park on the shore of West Lake, where he raped and abused many young women. After playing with them, he cruelly murdered them. His atrocities aroused the wrath of both gods and men.

Furthermore, at this time, an anti-Japanese railway guerrilla force was active in Hangzhou. By dismantling and destroying railways and attacking Japanese trains transporting grain, troops, and weapons, they destroyed and attacked the Japanese army's logistics supply lines, causing the Japanese army a great deal of trouble.

In order to deal with the Railway Guerrilla, Shibahara Heizaburo devised a ruthless plan. He also organized a fake Railway Guerrilla team, who, posing as Railway Guerrilla members, would sneak into villages at night to indiscriminately arrest and harm innocent civilians. With the real and fake teams indistinguishable, the Railway Guerrilla's reputation was ruined, they lost the support of the people, and they had nowhere to stand.

After reviewing this information in Dai Chunfeng's mind, he said with a solemn expression:
"Send a telegram to Brother Shaomo immediately."

Brother Shaomo, also known as Jiang Shaomo, was Dai Chunfeng's elementary school classmate and a top student at Peking University. He participated in the Northern Expedition and later served as the head of the Kuomintang's Jiangsu-Zhejiang branch and the director of the Ministry of Education. After the outbreak of the War of Resistance against Japan, he joined the Military Intelligence Bureau at Dai Chunfeng's invitation and was directly appointed as the head of the Second District of Shanghai, responsible for intelligence work and surveillance of the First District of Shanghai.

This person used connections to recruit a Japanese-Chinese man who was doing well in the Mei Agency. With the man's help, he also secretly recruited a Taiwanese cipher clerk who worked in communications at the Mei Agency. From then on, a lot of important military intelligence came in.

The intelligence that Japanese warplanes had bombed the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Luojiawan, a mountain town, several months earlier was provided in advance by Jiang Shaomo. After the orderly evacuation of the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters, the enemy planes only destroyed a few empty houses and caused no casualties.

Therefore, Dai Chunfeng felt that his old classmate was very successful in intelligence activities, and often sought his verification of some unclear information.

At this moment, in the emergency ward of the county hospital, Zhang Yi stood at the window, gazing absently at the vast night outside.

Today's intelligence has been updated.

[1. You met with Station Chief Tong today and obtained relevant information—Li Yishan died from blood loss due to severe injuries.]

Upon seeing this intelligence report, Zhang Yi sighed and remained silent.

Li Yishan died just like that, silently and without a trace. The story began absurdly and ended as lightly as a feather.

[2. You met with Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant intelligence—Dai Chunfeng has activated Shen Ruozhu to implement a surveillance plan.]

Indeed, doubt can arise in an instant, but dispelling it requires a long process.

This is trying to make yourself invisible!

[3. You met Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant intelligence—a special agent team from the Japanese intelligence agency has infiltrated Jiangshan County. The leader, Shibahara Heisaburo, is using the alias Su Wenjing and is currently staying at the South Gate Hotel.]

Shibahara Heizaburo? Upon seeing this intelligence, Zhang Yi felt a chill run down his spine. The South Gate Inn was located near the Jiangshan Hotel, only a few hundred meters away. If a sniper rifle were there...
After receiving the intelligence, Zhang Yi turned around and looked at Shen Ruozhu, who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed behind him, and sneered.

He walked over, stared down at her for a while, and said irritably:
"Alright, stop pretending. I know you're awake."

Shen Ruozhu lay motionless, her eyes tightly closed.

Seeing that she didn't move, Zhang Yi continued, "You're a smart person. But if you're too smart, you'll go too far. I underestimated your courage, and you underestimated my abilities. If you really understood me, you wouldn't have used soap to impersonate potassium cyanide, even though the symptoms of poisoning from both are somewhat similar, they are fundamentally different."

Hearing her say that, Shen Ruozhu opened her eyes, gave him a cold look, avoided his burning gaze, and turned her head away without saying a word.

“It’s one thing to be ruthless to others, but to be so ruthless to yourself is truly chilling.” Zhang Yi shook his head as he looked at her and said slowly, “I really don’t understand why you are so ruthless to yourself, going to such lengths just to cling to me? And then what? If my words last night offended you, I sincerely apologize. But you don’t need to use this self-harming method to blackmail me, hoping to gain my sympathy and pity. To be honest, I have no pity whatsoever; my heart is as still as water, without a ripple.”

The gentlest words, spoken with the most piercing cruelty. Shen Ruozhu never imagined someone could be so cold-blooded; his words were less of a consolation and more of a mockery. Her face flushed and paled in turn, mirroring her trembling thoughts. Finally, she could no longer contain herself, yanking out the IV, sitting bolt upright, and staring directly into Zhang Yi's eyes: "Have you said enough?"

"Are you angry?"

"Thank you," Shen Ruozhu said with a cold laugh, then suddenly added, "As a way of repaying you, I will keep this a secret."

Zhang Yi paused for a moment and looked at her.

"I won't say anything. I won't tell you if you ask me, and I won't tell you if others ask me either."

"What did you say?" Zhang Yi asked, puzzled.

“I won’t say anything. What you know, what I know, what others don’t know. I won’t say anything no one asks, not even when Director Dai asked me.”

Zhang Yi's heart tightened, his thoughts racing. He recalled her words from last night, "Last night, you suddenly came to me, and I didn't know what you wanted," and her sudden, strange words now. Without changing his expression, he gripped the dagger in his sleeve, moved very close to her, looked intently at her, and asked:

"What on earth do you want to say?"

Shen Ruozhu was silent for a while, then blushed, hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly said, "I am still a virgin."

"A virgin?" Zhang Yi was stunned, his eyes widening instantly. He grabbed Shen Ruozhu by the collar.

The two were standing very close, and Shen Ruozhu looked at him with a smile: "If Director Dai knew that I was still a virgin after having intimate relations with you, he would be very surprised, right?"

(End of this chapter)