My spy diary

Chapter 659 Surveillance (Seeking monthly votes)

At that moment, Zhang Yi seemed to hear footsteps behind him.

I turned around, but there was nothing there, only the light of the flashlight and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the mangosteen.

However, after taking only a few steps, the sound of footsteps rang out again.

This time, Zhang Yi didn't turn around. He knew in his heart that the footsteps were his own, not someone else's.

At this moment, it was pitch black at the foot of Yangjiashan.

There is a temporary warehouse for the general affairs office here, which is not too far from the Dai Mansion halfway up the mountain, about a ten-minute drive away.

The warehouse is next to a grove of trees, with streetlights on both sides of the gate. From this direction, you can clearly see cars coming down the mountain.

After entering through the main gate, there is a large courtyard where more than a dozen cars and trucks of various shapes are poised to go, their engines humming, and the drivers gripping the steering wheel with their eyes fixed on the road ahead, waiting for a command to give them a speeding start.

Inside the black sedan at the front, two agents from the Inspectorate were hidden, their eyes fixed on the vehicles descending the mountain.

The two men, Zhao Kui and Zhou Wu, were both spies from Jiangshan who graduated from the Linli Special Training Class.

Time ticked by, and Zhao Kui felt his eyes couldn't keep up—a car sped past, and before he could even see the license plate, another one was approaching from afar.

Zhao Kui craned his neck and stared wide-eyed as he tried to make his way through the traffic.

Zhou Wu, standing nearby, was equally anxious. Due to the urgency of the operation, he hadn't even had time for dinner, and now his stomach was growling loudly.

Zhao Kui carefully examined the two cars again, but still couldn't find Zhang Yi's car, and began to get anxious. Zhou Wu guessed that Zhao Kui would also have a long face, and said without looking at him:
"I should have just taken some food from the warehouse, even cucumbers would have been fine, to tide me over for now."

Zhao Kui hadn't expected Zhou Wu to still be in the mood for jokes at a time like this. He said somewhat dejectedly:

"The target hasn't been determined yet. Should we inquire via walkie-talkie?"

"Beep—beep—" Just then, the car horn sounded twice. Zhao Kui and Zhou Wu both widened their eyes and looked over at the same time, only to see Zhang Yi's car appear.

Zhou Wu immediately urged:

"Quick, follow me!"

"Wait a little longer." Zhao Kui was calmer this time. He waited until the car driven by the monkey drove by for a while and disappeared into the darkness before he drove his car and followed at a distance.

Inside the car, Zhao Kui and Zhou Wu kept their eyes on the car ahead. Zhou Wu, sitting in the passenger seat, took out a walkie-talkie and reported:

"We've caught up with number 5, everything's going smoothly."

The next second, Wang Xinheng's voice came through the walkie-talkie:
"Keep your distance. After two intersections, you will be backing up."

"clear."

Zhou Wu put down the walkie-talkie, raised the binoculars hanging around his neck, and looked ahead through the windshield, but the night was too dark and the curtains of the car in front were drawn tightly, so he couldn't see anything.

The monkey drove the Dodge forward with a slight jolt, and as it passed an intersection, it glanced warily at the rearview mirror.

He noticed a car following him and was a little puzzled, but he kept his eyes on the road ahead, his face expressionless, though the car's speed increased without him even realizing it.

Soon, as he passed another intersection, he noticed that the black sedan that had been following him was no longer there. Instead, it turned right and was replaced by a small truck, which seamlessly continued to follow behind his car.

The monkey realized something was wrong, and he quietly increased the car's speed.

Sure enough, the small truck behind them sped up and caught up.

The monkey looked serious, as if he understood something. He looked ahead and saw a simple noodle stall on the side of the road not far away. He slowly eased off the accelerator and slowed down the car.

Behind him, in the small truck carrying rice, sat a secret agent in a sweaty vest, looking like a security guard. He pulled a pager from his dirty briefcase and whispered:

"Car number 5 is slowing down."

"How are the road conditions?" Wang Xinheng's voice came through the phone.

There's a crossroads ahead.

"One car of substitutes, you overtake them."

No sooner had he said that than the small truck accelerated with a "whoosh" and soon overtook the car driven by the monkey, which had already slowed down.

Inside the Dodge, the monkey remained calm, watching the pickup truck that had overtaken him cross the intersection ahead.

After thinking for a moment, he turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

Then he turned off the engine, got out of the car, and walked straight toward the noodle stall without looking to the side.

At the same time, the black sedan driven by Zhao Kui and Zhou Wu suddenly stopped on a quiet road. The two quickly jumped out of the car, one holding a screwdriver and the other holding a license plate. They quickly and busily removed the license plate.

Subsequently, a completely different social license plate was installed.

Then, the two quickly took off their coats, put on ramie short jackets, threw the coats into the trunk, got into their car, and drove off to catch up.

The monkey was already sitting on the noodle stall by the roadside.

A simple cloth canopy, a few greasy small tables, a few small stools, and a pot on a dirty stove—this humble noodle stall is ready to open for business.

It was past dinner time, and only a few rickshaw pullers were silently eating noodles at the noodle stall.

The water in the large pot was boiling, emitting thick white steam. Although it was simple, it was full of the simple joys of everyday life.

The monkey sat with its back against the noodle stall, watching the owner scoop the steaming noodles into a bowl of spicy red oil soup, pour on half a spoonful of topping, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and then serve it to the monkey, which then wolfed it down.

Just then, Zhao Kui and Zhou Wu drove up in their car. When they saw the car they were following and the monkey eating noodles, they were dumbfounded—where was Zhang Yiren?

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion and bitterness.

Zhao Kui thought for a moment and said:

"Report it!"

Zhou Wu was somewhat unwilling: "Why don't I go down and take a look? Maybe Number 5 is on the bus."

"Report it first and see what the higher-ups say."

Dai Mansion.

Sitting on the sofa in Dai Chunfeng's living room, Wang Xinheng stared intently at the telephone and walkie-talkie on the table, as if trying to see a hole through them.

Sitting on the other side, Dai Chunfeng was also a little anxious, glancing anxiously at his watch.

Suddenly, Zhao Kui's panicked and dejected voice came through the walkie-talkie:

"Team 01 reports, Number 5 has disappeared!"

"Disappeared? Are you sure?" Wang Xinheng looked incredulous. "Disappeared at just the right time!" A sly glint flashed in Dai Chunfeng's eyes, and he suddenly stood up.

At this moment, Zhao Kui's affirmative reply came through the walkie-talkie again:

"I just checked, there's no one in the car, only Lieutenant Hou eating noodles."

Dai Chunfeng's face darkened, and he continued Zhao Kui's words: "Could this monkey be his accomplice? Is he covering for Zhang Yi? Forget it, let's arrest him first. Once he's in front of us, the whole truth will come out."

Wang Xinheng also stood up, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Dai Chunfeng snorted: "What do you want to say?"

Wang Xinheng gave a wry smile, but still said:

"Chief, should we wait a little longer?"

Dai Chunfeng didn't answer directly, but instead walked over and grabbed the handheld phone:

"I'm Dai Yunong. What's your name? Zhao Kui, right? From now on, you're in charge of this scene. Arrest people immediately!"

At the noodle stall, the monkey, engrossed in eating its noodles, seemed completely unaware that several cars had gathered on the nearby street.

Zhao Kui had already gotten out of the car. Looking at the plainclothes agents who were closing in, he solemnly chambered a bullet.
"action!"

Upon receiving the order, the agents, pistols in hand, swiftly and silently flanked the monkey from two directions. Inside the car, only one agent remained, holding a walkie-talkie.

At the table, the monkey, who was engrossed in eating noodles, seemed to sense something amiss in the air. Without even lifting his eyelids, he continued to pick at his noodles with his chopsticks, but his left hand quietly slipped into his pocket and gripped the gun handle. Meanwhile, the person next to him on the right subtly moved, quietly chambered a bullet, and then concealed the pistol under the table.

In the darkness, the footsteps of the spies grew louder as they approached.

The lead agent gripped his gun, glanced back at Zhao Kui, and seeing Zhao Kui nod, he already made a lunge motion.

At this critical moment, suddenly, a hand grabbed him. He looked up and saw it was the agent who had stayed in the car to guard the walkie-talkie.

"The commander orders a halt to operations!"

Dai Mansion.

Just a minute ago, the secret agents left behind at the foot of Yangjiashan Mountain suddenly spotted Zhang Yi walking down the mountain alone.

Upon hearing this answer, Dai Chunfeng was stunned. He never expected such an outcome, and his expression became quite subtle.

He sat back down on the sofa, his face tense, and remained silent.

Wang Xinheng sighed inwardly, but his expression remained impassive. He glanced at Dai Chunfeng and said cautiously:
"It's just a coincidence."

Upon hearing this, Dai Chunfeng revealed a complex smile:

"It's a coincidence, a disgusting coincidence."

Then, he changed the subject, "Have the other groups made any unusual discoveries?"

"Right away!" Wang Xinheng immediately picked up the phone and dialed.

Before long, intelligence from all directions began to pour in.

"Director Mao was on duty in the secretariat and did not leave the office. Director Yang went straight home and didn't leave either. Director He did the same. Director Wei Daming and Secretary Zhao Ailan went to Xin Xin Cafe for coffee and then went home together."

Upon hearing this, Dai Chunfeng's face suddenly darkened.

Zhao Ailan was the secretary of the First Division, and Ye Xiazhai, who later married Hu Zongbei, had been Dai Chunfeng's secretaries since the Special Service Department period. Both of them were discovered by Dai from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Police Academy and were considered "close confidants and attendants".

Whenever Boss Dai went to Nanjing or Shanghai to handle important business, this woman and Ye Xiazhai accompanied him, taking care of documents and daily life. She was both his secretary and his lover.

Zhao Ailan was responsible for document processing and liaison work, and was a key member of the internal affairs team. During the Battle of Shanghai, she was sent to the "Jiangsu-Zhejiang Action Committee" in Shanghai to be responsible for liaison and surveillance work.

After the establishment of the Military Intelligence Bureau, he was transferred back to the headquarters to continue his work as a secretary.

However, Boss Dai was a fickle and easily bored man. Since taking Yu Shuheng, a high-achieving graduate of the Foreign Languages ​​Department of National Central University, as his secretary, he gradually distanced himself from other female secretaries. He even changed his alias to "Yu Long" for her, showing his devotion. He had high hopes for this woman, intending to send her to study in the United States and mold her into a virtuous wife like "Mrs. Song," proficient in foreign languages, politics, and social skills. However, as soon as Yu Shuheng went to the United States, she found a new lover, essentially cheating on him.

Fortunately, we now have Hu Die.

Although he no longer had a special relationship with Zhao Ailan and Ye Xiazhai, they were still former lovers, and he had expectations and plans for their future. He intended to introduce Ye Xiazhai to his good friend Hu Zongbei to maintain their special relationship. He had the same plan for Zhao Ailan, but unexpectedly, she started a secret relationship with Wei Daming behind his back.

After a long pause, Dai Chunfeng finally said, "Continue!"

"Director Xu's son is playing mahjong at home."

Dai Chunfeng snorted. "Didn't you say you were sick?"
"Director Gong from the Personnel Department went back to his dormitory to rest. Director Shen from the General Affairs Department is at home with the boss and his children."

Finally finding some comfort, Dai Chunfeng felt a little better:
"How many are left?"

"Liao Huaping, deputy director of the Supervision Office, and Zhang Guanfu, director of the Chief Audit Office, are playing chess. Team leader Jiang Yiying is on duty."

"Anyone around them acting strangely?"

"No findings have been made yet."

“They’re all dormant turtles, lying motionless at the bottom of the water, not even making a ripple.” Dai Chunfeng, his face grim, tapped the table rhythmically for a moment in thought, then said firmly:

“Patience, that’s what we need most right now. Tonight and tomorrow are crucial. As intelligence spreads, the fish will eventually show themselves.” He took a sip of tea. “From now on, surveillance must not be relaxed for a moment. Monitor every single one of them, including their drivers, secretaries, and even everyone they come into contact with. Also, from this moment on, conduct a detailed investigation of the travel records of everyone at headquarters. If the times don’t match, arrest them on the spot without asking for permission!”

Whether it was the Military Intelligence Bureau's No. 19 Luodawan branch, the rural office of the silk reeling factory, or the Bai Mansion, all were guarded by heavily armed guards. Entry and exit required a pass, and Dai Chunfeng's handwritten order was posted nearby.
All persons entering or leaving this gate, except for myself and Brother Zheng Mingyuan, must register with their access passes. Violators will be subject to military law!

The signature is Jiang Hanqing.

Apart from the thousands of internal staff and heads of various departments and offices working at the headquarters, no one else was allowed to enter the headquarters. Field staff who wanted to report on their work needed to first make contact at the Military Intelligence Bureau's "Shulu" reception office, and only those with a written order signed by a department-level official could enter the headquarters.

Those working at the headquarters must hand over their access passes to the guards when they start work and pick them up again when they leave. If they leave midway, they need to register the time and reason for leaving.

If the reason for your departure and the timing don't match, then you become a suspect.

"understand!"

Meanwhile, Zhang Yi had already arrived at his doorstep.

Before entering, he sniffed at the smell of alcohol on his clothes and nodded. Since Shen Ruzhu was at home, drinking alcohol allowed him to avoid unnecessary small talk.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered, Shen Ruozhu came out of the bedroom to greet me.

Zhang Yi waved his hand, said, "My head hurts, I'm going to sleep," and then went straight into the study to prepare to receive intelligence.

Today's intelligence has been updated.

(End of this chapter)