Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 402 Old Wang Confesses, Yuejian in Danger

The next day.

Hong Zhiyou arrived at the office.

Jingle Bell.

He picked up the phone and answered, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Hong Zhiyou arrived at Gao Bin's office.

The uncle's coat was draped behind the chair; he was wearing a suit, and his sparse hair was slicked back.

He was clearly older than he had been years ago, but his eyes were still sharp and he was full of energy, exuding a dangerous and oppressive aura like a fighting dog.

"Uncle, what's up? Is there some good news?"

Hong Zhi smiled and skillfully brewed tea.

"Your aunt asked me to bring you some cornbread."

"I added your favorite red bean paste inside."

"I got up early this morning and was busy, so I didn't get a good night's sleep."

Upon seeing his beloved nephew, Gao Bin took out a thermos from under his desk, his eyes softening despite his earlier complaints.

"This was my favorite food when I was little. My aunt was so kind; she always remembered me."

Hong Zhi expressed his gratitude, took the lid, opened it, and began to eat heartily.

"I heard you have a girlfriend?" Gao Bin asked seriously, taking a drag of his pipe.

"Who said that?" Hong Zhiyou asked, frowning.

“Lu Ming.”

"He said he saw you take a woman home last night," Gao Bin said with a laugh.

"Uncle, it's not exactly talking, it's more like getting to know each other."

Lu Ming, that damn big mouth… Hong Zhiyou explained with a smile.

"Ok.

"I can understand that young people have some frivolous thoughts, but let me give you a piece of advice: finding a partner is not an easy thing."

"Find the right one, and you'll benefit for life, get promoted and make a fortune."

"If you don't find a good match, you could ruin your future or even destroy your family."

“Back then, our Gao family was dirt poor. Your parents went to work as lumberjacks in Ganfanpen to make a living and entrusted you to me.”

"I was penniless back then, and I still had to take you with me."

"Thanks to my marriage to your aunt, whose family were wealthy landlords in Fengtian, and your uncle was an officer under Ma Zhanshan, they even helped me get ahead."

"Otherwise, how would our family be where we are today?"

"So, let me give you some advice: it's fine for young people to have fun, but they should know their limits."

Gao Bin pointed at him and said earnestly.

"Uncle, I understand," Hong Zhi replied casually.

"Your connections are stronger than mine now, so there's nothing I can do to help you."

"But women can."

"General Tsuneta of the Kwantung Army General Staff Headquarters, his daughter Tsuneta Haruko is quite good."

"And Director Liu's daughter."

"These are all connections that can help you move up the ladder."

Gao Bin said.

"Uncle, aren't you one of Director Bai's men?" Hong Zhi asked.

“The problem is, Director Bai doesn’t have a daughter either; he only has a son,” Gao Bin said, winking.

"All right.

"Uncle, don't rush me. I'm still young. I'll think about settling down and starting a family in a few years."

"Right now, I need to make some money first."

Hong Zhiyou answered vaguely while eating.

"Okay, but we still need to be careful."

“You’re from the police department and you’re my nephew, so be careful of people with ulterior motives.”

As Gao Bin was speaking, Jin Xiaoyu, the squad leader of the communications class, walked in, holding a black and white sketch in his hand.

“Section Chief…” Jin Xiaoyu glanced at Hong Zhiyou, then hesitated.

"Look, this is what it means to be a tech person," Gao Bin said with a smile.

Jin Xiaoyu looked completely bewildered.

Hong Zhiyou understood that Gao Bin was laughing at Jin Xiaoyu for being slow to realize things. Despite being in charge of the communications class, Jin Xiaoyu was really lacking in interpersonal skills and was somewhat slow to catch on.

With Lu Ming acting as a loudmouth, everyone knows that Gao Bin and Hong Zhi are uncle and nephew.

This clearly shows that this person is indeed "naive".

“Zhiyou is not an outsider, so just say it.” Gao Bin gestured for him to sit down.

"Squad Leader Jin, have some tea."

Hong Zhi, who was very good at handling things, served tea to Jin Xiaoyu.

"Thank you, Section Chief Hong."

Jin Xiaoyu sat ramrod straight, giving a serious report:

"Section Chief, this is a portrait I drew by Section Chief Liu Kui at the Madier Hotel, based on the front desk's description of 'Guo Man.' Please take a look."

Gao Bin took it.

This is a portrait of a woman, her face covered up completely, only revealing a pair of deep-set eyes.

"That's it?" Gao Bin waved the portrait.

"She was covered up very well, but the receptionist saw a pair of eyes."

Section Chief.

"Didn't we catch that truck driver?"
“If he confesses, even if he only provides a little more information about Guo Man, I can draw her.”

Jin Xiaoyu said confidently.

"Okay, you can go down now."

"Keep monitoring the radio station. The underground scene in Harbin has been quite lively lately. Whether we can catch a big fish depends on you."

"Moreover, since Guo Man has a radio station in the country, she will definitely use it."

"Keep a close eye."

Gao Bin gave the instructions.

"Yes, Section Chief." Jin Xiaoyu accepted the order and left.

"Jin Xiaoyu is a straightforward person. People with high-tech minds are usually very direct, and I really admire that," Gao Bin said.

"Uncle, you go ahead with your work. I'm going back to my office. I slept too late last night, I'm going to catch up on some sleep," Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"If you're capable, find one and have her have a child, so that the Gao family line can continue."

"When I meet your grandfather in the future, I'll have the face to speak to him."

Gao Bin said.

“Wouldn’t that bankrupt me?” Hong Zhiyou said.

"What are you afraid of?
"The seed can stay, and as for the people, whether they want to stay or not, that's simple," Gao Bin said casually.

"I'll try my best."

Hong Zhiyou stood up and said.

"Okay, go and call Captain Zhou, and we'll go to the hospital together to see that truck driver."

"If we can turn him to our side, that would be a great achievement."

“You didn’t participate in the operation yesterday.”

"If you can solve the drug case without showing your face, then you'll have a good job, Saburo Shibuya."

"The Japanese are very pragmatic."

"Without results, people will look down on you just because of Ichiro Sakanishi and Doihara's reputation."

Gao Bin said earnestly.

"Then why call him Captain Zhou?" Hong Zhi asked, feigning ignorance.

He wanted to know Gao Bin's attitude towards Zhou Yi, as this would help him to better understand the appropriate boundaries in future cooperation and dealings.

"Zhou Yigang was transferred to the Special Service Section. He is a very capable person and is also very proactive in his work."

"We were busy all day yesterday, it wouldn't be right for us to leave him behind."

"Moreover, this person has a very close relationship with the people in Xinjing."

"At my age, I've reached the limit of my career. Any further promotion would just be a nominal position. But Zhou Yi is only in his thirties, in the prime of his life. Who knows, he might rise to prominence in the future."

"For the sake of your future, we can't afford to offend people too much."

You know what I mean.

As Gao Bin explained, he sighed inwardly.

He's always been decisive and efficient, and he won't last many more years. If it weren't for his nephew, he wouldn't have gone through all these roundabout ways.

While I'm still in office, I should teach this kid whatever I can.

"Thank you, Uncle, I understand." Hong Zhi nodded with an air of being taught, but inwardly he was very happy.

He was worried about how to make reasonable contact with Zhou Yi.

That's exactly what I wanted.

"Okay, you go find Captain Zhou first, and wait for me downstairs."

"I'm going to the restroom."

"I've been getting up several times a night lately. Everyone says tea helps with urination, so it seems like it's time to quit tea, or it'll interfere with my work."

Gao Bin said with a headache.

Is prostatitis a common ailment among middle-aged men?

Hong Zhiyou went out and turned left, arriving at the action team's office.

Zhou Yi, dressed in a shiny black suit, was looking at a city map.

"Captain Zhou, I'm busy."

Hong Zhiyou walked in and greeted him.

"Zhiyou, you've come at the right time. Please give me some advice."

"Based on the clues."

"At that time, the woman named Guo Man was in Nangang."

"We caught a truck driver and sent the medicine deliveryman up the mountain, but the woman disappeared."

“We set up checkpoints on the main road, which means she can’t take a car; she can only walk or drive a rickshaw.”

"Based on her walking distance, she can only move around in this area at most."

Zhou Yi circled a large area with a red pen and pointed to it.

He was trying to deliberately extract information from Hong Zhiyou.

After all, this is Gao Bin's nephew, and perhaps he can learn some inside information from Gao Bin.

"Captain Zhou, Harbin is such a big city, it's not difficult to hide someone."

"The police have been searching house to house."

"Don't bother, we'll catch her sooner or later."

Hongzhi has the Way.

"Sigh, the first shot I fired after taking office as the action team went silent. Two people escaped right under our noses. We didn't intercept any medicine or radio. I've let Chief Gao down." Zhou Yi sighed softly.

"No rush, we have one ready-made."
"The section chief wanted to turn that wounded soldier against his cause."

“As long as he describes what this woman looks like, Jin Xiaoyu can draw it, and then catching him will be a sure thing,” Hong Zhiyou said casually, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Squad Leader Jin is truly a genius." Zhou Yi smiled bitterly, closed his pen, meticulously put away the documents on the table, and the two of them walked out.

Once downstairs, I warmed up the car.

"Captain Zhou, get in the car," Hong Zhiyou called out.

Zhou Yi went straight to the back seat.

"Aren't you going to sit in the passenger seat?" Hong Zhi asked, quite curious.

In the past, at Jinhai Station, Lao Wu never sat in the front passenger seat.

It's usually him, or Lao Yu, who sits.

Moreover, leaders generally don't like anyone sitting next to them in the back seat.

This is considered a basic rule in the workplace.

Lu Ming once said: Section Chief Gao is different from others.

"He doesn't allow himself to have blind spots, so he only sits in the passenger seat."

Zhou Yi answered with a smile.

"Lu Ming is such a big mouth..." Hong Zhi muttered to himself.

“He’s your uncle, shouldn’t you know him well?” Zhou Yi retorted.

“With his aunt here, he can sit in the back,” Hong Zhiyou said.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly in agreement.

After a while, Gao Bin came downstairs.
Hong Zhi was driving.

The three went straight to the hospital.

hospital.

Old Wang, his face as pale as paper, lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed in a weak manner. If it weren't for the saline drip hanging next to him, one might mistake him for a dead man at first glance.

"How is it?" Gao Bin asked as he walked in. "Section Chief."

Lu Ming and Liu Kui quickly stood up to greet them.

"He's still not awake. He received blood transfusions all night, but his life has been saved. The doctor said he's very weak and needs to rest," Lu Ming quickly replied.

Liu Kui speaks slowly and felt his limelight stolen, so he turned his head away and pouted in annoyance.

"Still not awake?"

"I was shot once too, but it wasn't a fatal wound, so why are you being so dramatic?"

A fierce glint flashed in Gao Bin's eyes. He suddenly yanked off the blanket and lifted Lao Wang's clothes.

Then, he picked up the red-hot pipe and pressed it hard against the freshly stitched wound.

Ah!
Accompanied by the stench of burning flesh, Old Wang screamed in agony as he opened his eyes, glaring intently at Gao Bin, this demon.

"woke up?"

Gao Bin asked with a chilling smile.

Old Wang stared at him without saying a word.

"Many people have tried to act tough in front of me, but in the end they all gave in and deeply regretted their foolishness."

"Because their beliefs will only leave them with a host of injuries and illnesses, and shorten their lifespan by ten years."

"Brother, you're a smart man."

"Recruit early, and you'll be rewarded. I can even apply for a red ration book for you, so you can eat white rice and noodles every month."

"Late recruitment can shorten life by ten years, or even lead to lifelong disability."

"No matter what, once you're in my hands, you'll have to confess sooner or later."

"How about it? Think about it."

Gao Bin's eyes were narrow, but they possessed a chilling sharpness and ferocity, like those of a tiger or wolf, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.

Such people, when they intimidate others, often have an exponentially greater power.

"I don't know anything..." Old Wang's voice was weak and trembling.

"Oh, you don't know anything?"

Gao Bin pursed his lips and nodded.

After saying that, he stood up and kicked Lao Wang hard in the wound on his stomach.

One kick.

Two feet.

……

The kick caused the wound to reopen, and blood splattered everywhere.

Zhou Yi and Lu Ming, who were standing to the side, both felt their scalps tingle and neither dared to utter a sound.

"what!"

Old Wang was in excruciating pain, hunched over and rolling around in agony on the bed.

The wound that had just been stitched up reopened.

"Does it hurt?" Gao Bin asked, his face ashen, as he pierced the wound with his finger, twirling it around.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Old Wang howled in pain.

When he shouted that, Zhou Yi knew that Lao Wang was about to betray them.

Gao Bin smiled slightly, slowly wiping the blood from his hands on the sheets, his tone becoming more friendly:

"Wang Dachun."

People from Qiqihar.

"Fifty-three years old, a member of the Fengtian Transportation Station of the Manchurian Provincial Committee of the Communist Party of China."

"You have a son who became a train attendant at the Xinjing Station six months ago."

“I’ve already called the Beijing Railway Station. If you cooperate with me, I can promote him to a staff member position in the station office, and he won’t have to work on the platform in the sun and wind anymore.”

"And you, we will specially appoint you as a staff member of the Military Police Support Section, and you will be paid a government salary."

“There are quite a few people like you in the military police.”

"We and the Japanese will give you the best treatment."

"So, do you want to see your son get married and start a family, and give the Wang family a big, fat grandson, or do you want to sit in the torture chamber for your pitiful beliefs?"

"I can give you some time to think about it."

"I hope you can make the right choice before the wound is stitched up."

After Gao Bin finished speaking, he walked out coldly with his hands behind his back.

"Call the doctor to stitch him up," Lu Ming instructed the trembling nurse beside him.

We got outside.

Gao Bin instructed, "Captain Zhou, you and Zhiyou stay behind to interrogate him."

"Lu Ming, Liu Kui, come back to the hall with me."

"Continue searching for that batch of medicines."

He sent Lu Ming and the other man away, leaving his nephew an opportunity to make a name for himself.

"Yes." Liu Kui readily accepted the order.

A hint of resentment flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

Zhou Yi sat in the corridor, took out a cigarette and handed one to Hong Zhi, then exhaled a cloud of smoke and said:
"The section chief values ​​you highly."

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have been asked to assist you."

"Your uncle says he's getting old, but you have a bright future ahead of you."

"By following you, I will have more opportunities for advancement in the future."

Hong Zhi gave a sincere compliment.

"We'll share the joys and sorrows!" Zhou Yi patted him on the shoulder.

He was in a terrible mood at that moment.

Old Wang can't hold on any longer.

The defection was normal; it was within his expectations.

Having him interrogate alone would allow him to cover for Yuejian.

But with Hong Zhiyou on his team, if he dares to cheat, he's doomed.

Gao Bin, that old fox is too cunning.

Half an hour later, the doctor came out and said, "The patient's wound has been stitched up."

"Hard."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he walked into the ward filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Hong Zhi came to the door, took two chairs, unfolded one and placed it behind Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi sat down, took out his notebook, unfolded a blank page, and asked in a deep voice:

"Wang Dachun, speak."

"This is your last chance if you don't want to see your son on the execution ground."

Wang Dachun's eyes were filled with pain. His fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. Because of the excessive force, his wounds were bleeding again.

At the same time, there were also his helpless tears.

“I said, what do you want to know?” Wang Dachun asked.

"Who is your supplier? What did you transport this time? What is the mission to Harbin?" Zhou Yi asked.

"My superior is named Sun Yuejian, a native of Yichun, and currently the head of the Fengtian Transportation Station."

"This time, following instructions from the Manchurian Provincial Committee, we are transporting medicine and radios to the Fourth Battalion of the Eighth Army of the Anti-Japanese United Army in Harbin. The Fourth Battalion suffered heavy losses and many wounded under the Japanese encirclement and suppression.

"The medicines on the mountain are running out."

"We hope that this batch of medicines can minimize casualties so that after the spring, we can attack the Japanese construction sites and fortresses along the line from Harbin to Fengtian, thereby reducing the pressure on General Yang in the Changbai Mountains."

Wang Dachun said in a low voice.

"very good.

“Tell me about this Sun Yuejian. She ran away. Only by catching her can you truly be rewarded,” Zhou Yi asked while taking notes.

"She's thirty-two years old this year, and about 1.65 meters tall," Old Wang said.

"To be more specific, are there any distinguishing features, such as moles?" Zhou Yi continued to ask.

In front of Hong Zhiyou, Gao Bin, whom he also disliked, dared not be negligent in the slightest.

"Her face is small and slightly round, and her mouth is not big..."

Old Wang told him everything in detail.

This includes Sun Yuejian's usual walking posture, voice characteristics, and so on.

Zhou Yi's back was drenched in cold sweat, but he still smiled warmly as he handed the notebook to Hong Zhiyou:

"Look at it."

“With such detail, it shouldn’t be difficult for Jin Xiaoyu to draw her.” Hong Zhi nodded.

"Yes.

"Come on, grab this woman, and I'll buy you a drink."

Zhou Yi smiled, put away the notebook, and went out.

Once in the car, Hong Zhi got into the passenger seat.

He pulled his notebook out of his pocket and said, "Captain Zhou, I'm new here, how about I get this credit?"

"You want to report to Corey?" Zhou Yi asked.

“Yes,” Hong Zhiyou said.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yi took out his notebook and handed it to him.

These things cannot be hidden.

Aside from praying for Marx and his deceased Russian grandmother to bless Yuejian, he couldn't come up with any other tricks.

scoff!

Hong Zhi tore off that page and returned the notebook.

Then, he unfolded the paper and copied it into the notebook.

"Captain Zhou, your handwriting is quite good, just like you—upright and tasteful." Hong Zhiyou smiled.

"grade?
"When you say the devil is upright and tasteful, are you praising me or insulting me?" Zhou Yi gave a self-deprecating laugh with a touch of dry humor.

"Of course I'm praising you."

"From the bottom of my heart."

Hongzhi has the Way.

We arrived at the hall.

Gao Bin was already waiting in Jin Xiaoyu's office.

The telecommunications class is next door.

The monitoring machine kept beeping.

Gao Bin closed the door and asked, "Did you confess?"

"Section Chief, if you step in, do you think he won't confess?"

"They didn't even try to scare us, they just dumped it on us."

Zhou Yi said.

"Squad Leader Jin, let's begin," Gao Bin said to Jin Xiaoyu, who had just sharpened a pencil.

"Okay, Chief."

Jin Xiaoyu pulled out a chair and sat down in front of the easel.

“Section Chief, Zhi has a record of this interrogation. Why don’t you let him report to you?” Zhou Yi said with a smile.

He lit a cigarette, his expression hidden in the smoke, his uneasy eyes becoming hazy and difficult to detect.

Zhou Yi is in a lot of panic and pain right now.

He knew Jin Xiaoyu's abilities.

Old Wang's description was very insightful; that person was his wife, Sun Yuejian.

Once Hong Zhiyou submits the record, it will be tantamount to releasing Yue Jian's photo.

The police department retrieved her luggage from the Madier Hotel, which included her clothes.

Liu Kui and his police dogs searched the cordoned-off area house by house.

Yue Jian had no way to escape.

Just as he was feeling uneasy, Hong Zhi handed the notebook to Zhou Yi and smiled knowingly:
"Section Chief, Captain Zhou is in charge of the interrogation, so I'd better not take credit for it."

"Mm." Gao Bin nodded.

"Thank you."

Zhou Yi stubbed out his cigarette, his hand steady and calm as he took the notebook.

His gaze fell on the records, and his heart skipped a beat.

Hong Zhiyou's records...

He calmly handed it to Xiaoyu:

“It’s all here. You can start drawing. If there are any details missing later, we can go and ask Wang Dachun.”

"Yes, Captain Zhou."

Jin Xiaoyu quickly sketched, and soon a beautiful woman with wavy hair, slightly pointed cheeks, thick lips, light eyebrows, and deep eyes appeared on the paper.

……

(End of this chapter)