Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 426 The Great Beauty Keiko

"Go, have a look."

Zhou Yi picked up the police uniform draped over the chair, put it on, and meticulously tidied his clothes in front of the mirror before leaving with Hong Zhiyou.

"You're quite particular," Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Absolutely."

"The Japanese are very strict about this aspect during training."

"My Russian grandmother also taught me from a young age that one should respect clothing before respecting people."

"Cleanliness and tidiness are sometimes a disguise."

Zhou Yi said as he walked.

As he spoke, he smiled and looked at Hong Zhiyou: "Aren't you the same? One suit is enough for an ordinary person to eat for half a year."

"I?

"It was just my hormones acting up," Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Why.

"If it could really help people get food, I'd be willing to pawn my suit."

"This world is like this."

"You want to leech off others to make money, but they'll embrace you with open arms."

"You want to be a bodhisattva to save all sentient beings? Hmph, they'll send you to hell."

"It's difficult to help all living beings, so we can only be good to ourselves."

He sighed with a sense of helplessness.

In his past life, he and Jianfeng fought tigers in Shanghai and witnessed firsthand how difficult it was even for the young master to ensure that ordinary people could have a meal.

Before he left, he was branded a liar and a good-for-nothing.

Therefore, Hong Zhiyou never expected to be a good person.

Only the surging red tide can break the shackles of order.

"It would be good if everyone could just be good to themselves."

“Some people, however, don’t seek enlightenment on the spot, but insist on becoming evil spirits,” Zhou Yi said.

They arrived at the communications unit.

Gao Bin had arrived, his hands resting on the table as he coldly stared at everyone.

"Everyone, almost everyone has arrived."

"Squad Leader Xia, you tell us."

he ordered.

Squad Leader Xia, holding a ruler, pointed to the map and said:
"Based on the intelligence we just detected, we have detected new radio wave activity near the cement plant in Daowai District."

"This cement plant had a fire before, which killed many people. It was abandoned before the Japanese came."

"Because of the frequent reports of ghost stories, even homeless people avoid it."

"The few remaining residential buildings in the vicinity have been almost completely emptied."

"Only a few residents live in Buildings 1 and 3. Their specific identities still need to be verified."

"Section Chief, I've finished my presentation," he reported.

"Advisor Li, please speak," Gao Bin said.

"The other party is using an advanced American-style radio."

"This radio has a very high power output and can receive information from Beiping and Tianjin."

"Based on the deciphering of the codebook, we can conclude that the other party is very likely a Kuomintang agent belonging to the Manchurian Station."

"This telegram was sent in response to the assassination attempt on Wang Jingwei during his visit to Xinjing (Beijing) via Harbin."

"Therefore, this mission is extremely important."

"Based on my understanding of the Military Intelligence Bureau, they are very cunning. We must not alert them. We should follow them first and then monitor them."

"Captain Zhou, Section Chief Liu, Section Chief Lu, this is in your hands."

Li Songquan gave the order expressionlessly.

Zhou Yi ignored him and looked at Gao Bin.

Gao Bin was very satisfied with his attitude and smiled slightly, saying, "Advisor Li is more familiar with dealing with the Military Intelligence Bureau than we are, so let's do as he says."

Section Chief.

"I think it would be better to immediately seal off the area and arrest people directly."

"If the person being tracked and monitored escapes, who will be held responsible?"

"Last time on Gogol Street, we cast a wide net but still couldn't catch them. We can't repeat the same mistake."

"In my opinion, once you've identified them, just arrest them. Why make such a fuss?"

Liu Kui, who was always single-minded, immediately expressed his opposition.

"That's right, I don't think there's any need for the idea of ​​playing the long game."

"Arrest them and interrogate them directly."

"Even his Kuomintang secret service isn't made of iron; he still manages to hit his target every time."

When Lu Ming saw Li Songquan, the visiting monk, start chanting scriptures, he followed with a sarcastic, cold laugh.

Li Songquan knew he was being mocked, and his face turned pale and then red, but he couldn't retaliate.

"Consultant Li's concerns are valid."

"Judging from the level of this telegraph operator, he is very likely a trusted confidant of the station chief in Manchuria. If we capture him, we can crack the command hub of the Military Intelligence Bureau in the Northeast."

"Since we're worried about the fish escaping if we let it go on a long line, let's tighten the line and keep our eyes wide open."

"Let's try to get him to do something really important."

Gao Bin expressed his opinion.

“Then let’s get started and find this person first,” Zhou Yi said.

"Ok.

"Remember, you must remain hidden and absolutely avoid alerting the enemy," Gao Bin ordered.

……

We arrived at Daowai No. 12 Street.

The area was indeed rather deserted.

Across the street is a park, while the cement factory here is dilapidated, with broken doors and windows in the former workers' quarters, presenting a desolate scene.

Among these abandoned houses.

There are two units where people can be seen going in and out occasionally.

Hong Zhiyou, Zhou Yi, and Gao Bin were sitting in the same car.

The car was driving very slowly.

"This place looks alright to me. There's a market and shops across the street. I don't think it's haunted; I think it's just that people have something to hide," Gao Bin said coldly from the back seat.

"Yes.

"The nearest police station is five kilometers away, and it's located at a diagonal corner leading to the main road outside the city, so police patrols rarely come to this street."

"If anything happens, it will be easier to escape out of the city."

"It can only be said that the Kuomintang agents are much more cunning than we imagined."

Zhou Yi echoed.

"Uncle, do you think Advisor Li can uncover the Kuomintang's hideout?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"certainly.

"The more traitorous he is, the more eager he is to make a name for himself."

“I still think highly of him,” Gao Bin said.

"What, do you have a problem with Consultant Li?" he asked with a smile.

“I heard that Commander Kato of the Military Police Headquarters values ​​Li Songquan highly…” Hong Zhiyou glanced at the rearview mirror, frowned, and didn’t continue.

Gao Bin fell silent, put his hands behind his back, and closed his eyes to rest.

The car drove into a small alley.

A moment later, Lu Ming lowered the brim of his hat and emerged from the other side, knocking on the car window.

"Section Chief, the target has been identified."

"He is a man in his late thirties, living in apartment 201 of building two, and his name is Han Fei."

"According to information from the nearby police station, this person was guarding a warehouse at the dock."

"The kind that operates on two shifts."

"They said they came from Shandong, and it's been less than a year, which matches what Advisor Li said, and coincides with the time when the new stationmaster of Manchuria Station arrived in Harbin."

“I just secretly observed him. He’s quite capable and alert. He looks around as he walks. He’s obviously not an ordinary person.”

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

Lu Ming reported.

"Didn't we alert them?" Gao Bin asked.

"without.

"Do you think we should ask the dock warehouse to call and move him away so we can install surveillance cameras?" Lu Ming said.

"Haste makes waste."

"That might alert him, let's wait and see," Gao Bin said.

……

Unit 2, Question 202.

Li Songquan warmed himself by the fire pit, occasionally taking out a small wine flask to take a sip. The firelight reflected on his face, making him look sinister and cold.

Commander Kato made the promise to him.

If they can capture a key member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, they will officially place him in the Police Department as the head of the Security Section of the Special Affairs Division.

Li Songquan was well aware that he was not well-liked.

But who cares?

Besides arresting the Kuomintang secret police, an even bigger plan was brewing.

That's what the Japanese are interested in.

If he succeeds, not only Lu Ming and Liu Kui, but even Gao Bin will have to look at him with new respect.

"Have you heard?" Lu Ming, who was leaning against the cabinet on the other side, raised his chin and winked at Liu Kui.

"Hmm?" Liu Kui looked at him.

"Once this mission is complete, I heard that Commander Kato wants to merge the communications unit into your intelligence section. When that happens, you'll be out of a job," Lu Ming laughed.

Stop stirring up trouble.

“If he’s capable, I’ll let him have it,” Liu Kui said.

Is this a matter of whether or not to allow it?
"Look at them, riding on a brazier, they don't even have a place for us."

"Have you thought about what would happen if Section Chief Gao were transferred and became the head of the Special Affairs Section? How would we live then?"

Lu Ming glanced coldly at Li Songquan and said in a deep voice.

"This is not something you or I should be considering."

“Even Captain Zhou isn’t worried, why are you?”

"Alright, stop going on and on. Just focus on doing your job well."

Liu Kui tossed him a cigarette, too lazy to listen to his rambling anymore.

"There's movement."

At that moment, the police officer who had been keeping watch outside the curtains shouted.

Liu Kui and Lu Ming squeezed to the window and opened it a crack.

Then, the guy named "Han Fei" went out east, wearing a student work cap and wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat.

After Han Fei had walked away...

"I'll go ask Section Chief Gao for instructions."

"Lu Ming, you take some men and keep an eye on the next room. Remember, no one is allowed to go in without Chief Gao's order."

"If something goes wrong, we can't afford the responsibility."

Liu Kui gave an order, opened the door, and strode away.

"Section Chief Gao, the target has gone to the dock." He came into the alley to ask for instructions.

"very good.

"Captain Zhou, you and Zhiyou also go over there and immediately install surveillance cameras. Also, carefully check the house for any important clues," Gao Bin instructed.

"Section Chief, Consultant Li is there, and we have enough manpower, so I won't go," Zhou Yi said.

"Do not.

"You have to go, you have to keep an eye on them."

“I’m afraid some people might have dirty hands,” Gao Bin said.

"Understood." Zhou Yi and Hong Zhi got out of the car and left, having received their orders.

Once they reached the stairwell, everyone started putting on shoe covers and white gloves.

It must be said that the Japanese do a very good job in training police officers; at least the staff of the Special Operations Division are very professional in their attention to detail.

Click.

Lu Ming opened the door.

He raised his hand to stop the people behind him: "There's incense ash sprinkled on the doormat, step over it."

Once inside the house...

The group searched each item one by one.

Zhou Yi and Hong Zhi stood at the door without going in.

"Captain Zhou, why aren't you going in?" Li Songquan walked over and asked slowly, wearing gloves.

"Advisor Li, this case is your responsibility, so I won't steal the spotlight."

"I can just keep watch at the door."

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, appearing to pose no threat whatsoever.

"Ok."

Li Songquan didn't ask any more questions and went inside.

While searching, he ordered with a stern face: "Handle with care, pay attention to the details of every item, and make sure the other party doesn't discover any clues."

"I know, do I need you to teach me that?" Lu Ming retorted unhappily.

"Set up a wiretapping device." Li Songquan picked up the phone, listened for a moment, and instructed the technician.

The technician took out a screwdriver and quickly installed the bugging device under the telephone base.

Hong Zhiyou was standing outside the door.

He had no interest in getting involved.

However, when he saw Lu Ming enter the bedroom, Hong Zhiyou's lips curled into a cold smile.

This is getting more and more interesting.

This Han Fei is none other than Liu Xiong, Wu Jingzhong's top henchman.

In the original TV series "Cliff", Liu Xiong left an expensive watch under his pillow, which was taken by Zhou Yi as a subtle reminder that Liu Xiong was being monitored.

But the situation is completely different now. With an expert like Li Songquan around, Zhou Yi would never take that risk.

Moreover, the fact that his uncle specifically requested Zhou Yi to participate in the search might be, to some extent, a test for him.

Zhou Yi is meticulous and wouldn't get involved in anything murky.

But Lu Ming went into the bedroom.

That guy is a greedy scoundrel; that watch will most likely end up in his hands.

Of course, Liu Xiong was part of Hong Zhi's plan.

Everyone's just acting.

Uncle Li Songquan wanted to hook up with Lao Wu.

Hong Zhiyou and Lao Wu were actually trying to hook Li Songquan and Zhang Anqing.

This is a series of interconnected events.

Soon, Lu Ming came out, his hands in his pockets, looking completely nonchalant.

"Leave two people to keep watch next door, the rest of you can leave," Li Songquan ordered.

"Let's go."

Lu Ming waved his hand, tilted his head, and led his men out first, clearly not cooperating.

He secretly touched his pocket.

He had just pulled a watch out of his pillow; the material and craftsmanship alone told him it was a high-quality item.

Lu Ming felt a little flustered at this moment.

He likes to take advantage of small things, but this is also a hot potato.

It's good that this operation was successful.

If the watch goes missing and the other party discovers something is amiss, then it will be troublesome.

……

Hong Zhi returned to the car.

Gao Bin asked, "So, did you find anything?"

"No.

“The other party was very cautious and didn’t leave any obvious traces. Everyone was afraid of missing something, so they didn’t dare to search too thoroughly,” Zhou Yi replied.

"The bugging device has been installed."

"Since they wanted to assassinate Wang Jingwei, such an important shipment certainly couldn't be handled by just one or two people; they would definitely need to meet in advance."

“As long as we keep an eye on the phone, we have a good chance of catching them all in one fell swoop,” Hong Zhi said.

"Ok.

"I hope so. Let's go back to the hall," Gao Bin said.

……

Return to the lobby.

Hong Zhiyou had just sat down to catch his breath when a guard came in: "Section Chief Hong, there is a Japanese expatriate outside who wants to see you."

Japanese expatriates?

Hong Zhi frowned slightly.

He didn't know many Japanese people in Harbin, and he rarely interacted with overseas Chinese.

"Let him in."

Hong Zhi drew his sidearm from his waist, loaded it, and tucked it into his belt.

No one in the world knows this.

In the later part of his previous life, he spent his days cultivating his health and practicing martial arts, and his skills became extremely remarkable, especially his marksmanship, which was precise and incredibly fast. However, he rarely had the opportunity to actually fight.

If the other party is coming to assassinate him.

With just a glance, Hong Zhiyou could draw his gun and shoot him dead.

Soon, a man in a suit with a mustache walked in and bowed respectfully to him: "Mr. Hong, I am Mrs. Asano's butler."

"Tonight is my wife's birthday. She heard that you are the best pianist in Harbin and would like to invite you to the banquet. Would you do me the honor?"

“Mrs. Asano? Sorry, I’ve never heard of her,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"Mr. Asano was the president of the Harbin Chamber of Commerce. He passed away due to illness a year ago."

"The lady's family is the Sakata family of Tokyo."

"If you don't know Mr. Asano, you should have heard of Hideo Sakata. He was the commander of the 8th Regiment of the 11th Army under Commander-in-Chief Yasuji Okamura, and one of the most outstanding officers of our Great Japanese Empire."

"He was the one who first attacked Wuhan."

The man with the mustache answered.

The Sakata family of Tokyo?

Hong Zhi is very familiar with him.

In his previous life, when he signed the contract with MacArthur in Tokyo, Hisao Sakata was an important figure in the Yamaguchi-gumi and even wanted to assassinate him with the Minister of Economic Affairs, Sugishami Ikeda.

"What is the relationship between Sakata Hisao and your wife?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

“Commanders Sakata Hisao and Hideo are the lady’s two elder brothers,” the man with the mustache said.

"So, your wife's name is Sakata Keiko?"

Hong Zhi concealed the joy in his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

“Exactly.” The man with the mustache seemed slightly proud.

"it is good.

“I can attend the banquet tonight,” Hong Jiyou agreed.

"Thanks.

"We look forward to your arrival at seven o'clock tonight." The man with the mustache respectfully presented the invitation and took his leave.

"Hmm, this is interesting."

A playful smile appeared on Hong Zhiyou's lips.

This Mrs. Asano was an old acquaintance.

That is, Huizi, the beloved daughter of the notorious traitor Mu Liancheng in the previous life, and also Wanqiu's aunt.

Mu Liancheng's initial success in Tianjin was largely due to Hui Zi's influence.

Not to mention that Huizi has snow-white skin and a gentle, charming appearance.

If we can make good use of her...

A bold plan immediately came to mind for Hong Zhiyou.

Mu Liancheng was his own "Heshen".

This person now has connections, resources, money, and is a shrewd businessman.

If we can arrange for Huizi to be his informant and help him make money like crazy, once the city is liberated, and Lao Wu and I return to Tianjin, wouldn't all the treasures that could fill several rooms end up in our pockets?

Think of this.

He asked Gao Bin for leave and went home to catch up on his sleep and recharge.

In the evening, Hong Zhi, dressed in a suit and with his hair neatly combed, went to the No. 2 hall of the Madier Hotel to attend a banquet.

At the banquet.

Mrs. Keiko, dressed in a red and green peony kimono with a touch of white on her chest, her hair styled in an updo, politely greeted the guests.

Huizi is very fair-skinned.

Her features possess the natural gentleness and submissiveness of a Japanese woman, yet her eyebrows and eyes exude boundless charm, giving people a tender and captivating feeling.

Especially when she bends down to greet someone, or when she walks.

Even though she tried to control her small, ladylike steps, she couldn't hide the beating of her heart.

Without a doubt, she is perhaps the most submissive woman imaginable.

Just a few glances at it are enough to make one feel as if they've drunk fine wine, already intoxicated.

Huizi may not be the most beautiful woman.

But she's definitely the kind of woman any man would want to hold in his arms and enjoy every night.

It is said that her husband, Maya Asano, died on her bed.

As the wife of the president of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce.

At Huizi's birthday party, only prominent figures could attend.

"Has Mr. Hong arrived?" Huizi looked around and asked the housekeeper.

"lady.

Mr. Hong said he would definitely come.

"His eyes lit up when he heard your name."

The butler said in a low voice.

Hui Zi smiled and said, "Yes, Mrs. Liu heard his music at the Western restaurant last time. She said it was the most beautiful music in the world. I'd like to see how beautiful it is."

As they were talking, a young man in a black suit walked over, raised his glass, and his bluish-white, almond-shaped eyes greedily swept over her chest before he quickly raised his glass again with a gentlemanly smile:

"Madam, you look beautiful tonight, as radiant and captivating as the stars in the sky."

"is it?
"Young Master Zhang will have to have a couple more drinks later," Huizi said with a smile.

This man was Zhang Feng, the only son of Zhang Chunyuan, the head of the investigation section of the Harbin Security Bureau. On the surface, he appeared to be a gentleman, but in reality, he was a lecherous scoundrel.

"it is good.

"I've heard that you are skilled at painting chrysanthemums, and I happen to know a little about painting as well. I wonder if I could teach you later?" Zhang Feng said in fluent Japanese.

Huizi smiled gently but did not answer.

As they were talking, a few surprised murmurs came from the crowd.

Hong Zhi, who is over 1.8 meters tall, is wearing a white suit. His hair is slightly curled and fluffy at the front, with a strand of hair hanging down to the corner of his eye. Combined with his chiseled and handsome features, plus the addition of gold-rimmed glasses, he has the air of a refined scoundrel.

This added a touch of effeminate and wicked charm to his already powerful and noble aura, making him seem out of place in this era.

Compared to the group of well-dressed, old-fashioned young masters and high-ranking officials in the hall, Hong Zhiyou had a unique and refined air.

That damned aura made every man present unconsciously feel an unpleasant hostility.

Yet, amidst his arrogant and disdainful demeanor, they had no choice but to make way for him, feigning remorse.

Without a doubt, this is a guy you can both love and hate.

……

(End of this chapter)