Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 433 The Perfect Candidate

"Section Chief Gao, I... I remember now."

"Lu Ming once entered Han Fei's bedroom alone and was the last to leave the room."

"He is the mole within the Military Intelligence Bureau."

"Yes, it must have been this guy who leaked the information."

“He is the prime suspect, Chief Gao, please investigate thoroughly.”

Li Songquan thought he had found a lifeline and pointed at Lu Ming, shouting.

Gao Bin looked coldly at Lu Ming: "He said you're from the Military Intelligence Bureau, is that right?"

"Section Chief, don't you know me yet?"
"Who's a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau? Who the hell gave birth to a child without an anus?"

Lu Ming, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly lost his temper.

"Fuck your mother, you son of a bitch Lu Ming..." Hong Zhi spat on the ground.

"Section Chief Gao, believe me, this guy really is..."

Li Songquan was still barking like a dog. Lu Ming was furious and kicked him over, yelling, "You bastard, what are you spouting nonsense about all day long?"

"Section Chief Gao, don't say anything more, leave it to me."

Lu Ming grabbed his collar, using all his strength, and dragged him away.

Upon reaching the edge of the snowdrift, Lu Ming swiftly drew his gun, aimed at Li Songquan, and fired a burst, emptying the area.

He bent down to check his pulse, touch his neck, and examine his eyelids.

Only after confirming that Li Songquan was definitely dead did he wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

"Captain Zhou, my heart is heavy." On the other side, Gao Bin took the pipe that Hong Zhiyou had filled with tobacco, lit it by the fire, and took a puff.

“Li Songquan is dead. This matter is now perfectly resolved. You should be happy,” Zhou Yi said.

"Happy?
"Can't you see it?"

"This is what happens when you work for the Japanese. They don't care what you've done or what your heart is."

"When you have no benefit, you will be ruthlessly abandoned like a drowning dog."

“I seem to see our fate in Li Songquan.”

Gao Bin sighed with a hint of needless worry.

"Yes.

"To be honest, I'm still a bit dazed, not knowing who I'm working for."

"His Majesty the Emperor, or is he Japanese?"
"Sometimes I feel like a rootless duckweed, a homeless child, unloved by my parents, not knowing what tomorrow will bring."

"When we wake up next morning, we might be the ones lying in a snowdrift, feeding the wolves."

Zhou Yi stared at the distant snow-capped mountains and chuckled to himself.

"That's right.

"We should be grateful for the hidden red tickets, military intelligence agents, and Soviet spies in Harbin; it was they who gave our existence meaning."

"If one day they all die out, then we will truly be walking corpses, utterly meaningless."

Gao Bin nodded.

“I believe that. Who cares who I listen to? All I know is to eat, sleep, catch Red bandits, and kill the Anti-Japanese United Army. Keep it simple,” Liu Kui chimed in.

“I prefer making money, getting married, and having children,” Hong Zhiyou said, expressing his disagreement.

“You’re a person with ambition; we can’t compare,” Zhou Yi said with a smile.

“That’s right.

"Captain Zhou is successful in his career and has a beautiful wife at home. He's a true winner in life," Gao Bin laughed heartily.

Every family has its own troubles.

"Qiuyan always complains that I'm not romantic enough, that I can't play the piano like Zhiyou, and that I don't have time to spend with her. I'm exhausted every day, and then I still have to endure her nagging when I get home," Zhou Yi said with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped laughing, and a sense of sympathy arose in their hearts.

With Lu Ming, that big mouth, in the hall, many people knew that Gu Qiuyan was having an affair, only poor Captain Zhou was still kept in the dark.

"What laughing?"

Lu Ming walked over guiltily, "Section Chief Gao, the man is dead."

"Did you take a picture? Captain Murakami needs it," Gao Bin reminded him.

"I've taken the photos. You can rest assured that I'll handle things well." Lu Ming nodded.

"It's too cold, let's go back."

Gao Bin stomped his numb legs.

"Zhiyou, you can ride in my car," Zhou Yi called out.

"Uncle, I'm going now."

Hong Zhi greeted Gao Bin and got into Zhou Yi's car.

"Section Chief Gao, this Section Chief Hong is quite close to Captain Zhou. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was Zhou Yi's nephew," Lu Ming said in a sly, provocative tone.

"I think you're very good at writing reports and materials."

"Everyone knows about Li Songquan's report against you now. You'd better submit a self-defense report to me before you leave work today. I'll have to take it to the Police Headquarters later."

Gao Bin glared at him coldly and got into the car.

"I just took someone's cigarette case and lighter."

"Isn't that cheap?"

Liu Kui also looked on with disdain.

"Wasn't that for Zhiyou's own good?"
"I'm afraid he'll go astray."

Lu Ming spat out a mouthful of saliva, feeling quite uncomfortable, and then got into the car.

……

Inside the car.

Zhou Yi held the steering wheel steadily, the anti-skid cables at the back of the car rattling and clanging as they dragged on the ground.

"The batch of goods you sent to the interior was targeted as soon as it arrived in Tianjin. The other party is a very powerful figure, the president of the China-Japan Friendship Chamber of Commerce. Our comrades in Tianjin didn't dare to receive it for safety reasons," Zhou Yi said apologetically.

"It seems the people from Jinhai aren't very capable," Hong Zhi remarked.

"no.

"He was a very reliable and steady comrade; he must have encountered some difficulties."

"Feel sorry!"

Zhou Yidao.

"No need, I'm prepared."

“This batch of goods is just for testing the waters, I can afford to lose money. Who is this other party you’re talking about?” Hong Zhiyou asked.

His name is Mu Liancheng.

"He was recommended to the Japanese by Wen Shizhen. He was very wealthy and had once funded Xiong Jiandong's Yellow Turban Army. He built the largest business building and Xinhua Hospital in Tianjin."

"He monopolized the trade outside the Great Wall, which was previously dispersed by Tianjin, and even Mitsubishi Corporation and the Japanese paid him a price."

“Even if our people take this shipment, they won’t be able to get out. The risk of being discovered is too great, and it would be detrimental to underground operations.”

Zhou Yi explained.

"It really was him!" Hong Zhi muttered to himself.

I will be going to Jinhai in a while.

"By the way, with Li Songquan dead, I advise you not to get involved in that shitty plan he and Shibuya Saburo had planned," he said, handing Zhou Yi a cigarette.

"This plan seems very important."

“If I were to participate, perhaps…” Zhou Yi hesitated.

“If you find out some things, the price you pay will be just as heavy,” Hong Zhiyou said.

“What do you know?” Zhou Yi asked.

"Do not.

“The fact that Shibuya Saburo was so eager to silence Li Songquan is itself a risk,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"Well, that makes sense.

"A plan that could make the Japanese so nervous, and Li Songquan is qualified to participate in it... Considering Xiao Dong, it can only be the Anti-Japanese United Army or our underground transportation station."

“Shibuya Saburo wouldn’t care so much about the transportation station, and he can’t avoid Chief Taka.”

"Then it must be the Anti-Japanese United Army."

"Since we don't need Li Songquan and Xiao Dong to lead troops into battle, we can only resort to underhanded tactics."

"The germ warfare of the Togo Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Unit?"

Zhou Yi's brain worked at lightning speed, and he quickly deduced the truth.

Hong Zhi smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

“You’re right. Germ warfare and human experimentation are the Japanese’s Achilles’ heel, and anyone who touches them will pay the price,” Zhou Yi nodded.

"Just keep it in mind."

"I'll get off at Wenxuan Street."

Hongzhi has the Way.

Upon arriving at Wenxuan Street, Hong Zhi went into Futai Leather Goods Store.

Wu Jingzhong, dressed in the attire of a shopkeeper, swaggered around and took on the role of shopkeeper.

With Li Songquan gone, the hidden danger in Harbin has been eliminated, and he can finally enjoy a few peaceful days.

The old shop was sold to Lao Hei, who then came over to work as Hong Zhiyou's assistant.

"Section Chief Hong, please take a seat. Xiao Jia will serve tea," Wu Jingzhong called out in a loud voice.

He had the other staff take care of the guests.

He and Hong Zhiyou sat down in the private room of the office on the second floor.

“Li Songquan is dead,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"Very good.

"Station Chief Qiao has already taken the goods. Ma Hansan has people in the Beiping Chamber of Commerce. With Ma Hansan involved, these goods will be sold out very soon."

“I told Guohua to stay there and bring the money back once the goods are sold out.”

Wu Jingzhong was delighted and also shared some good news.

"Is Ma Hansan really that powerful?" Hong Zhi asked.

"Of course, he had more influence in Beiping than Dai Yi. Dai Yi's three tricks were only effective south of the Yangtze River. The military intelligence network in the north was built by Ma Hansan."

"Two-thirds of the people here are his men."

"This person has a lot of influence. He has been transferred, but his words still carry a lot of weight."

"Especially after the Japanese plan to conquer China in three months failed, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are now cooperating. After several battles in the south, although the Kuomintang and the Communist Party lost, their determination to resist the Japanese was very firm, and the Japanese also suffered heavy losses."

"Many people are now trying to hedge their bets. Many high-ranking officials in the Beiping Chamber of Commerce, the police, and the municipal government have been bribed by Ma Hansan's men."

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, given the quality of our leather goods and ginseng, they should be sold out in seven or eight days."

"Just wait and see how much money you get."

Wu Jingzhong said.

“It wasn’t me, it was us who collected the money,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"By the way, has Ni Xiaoping in Fengtian been dealt with?"

He took a sip of tea and asked.

"It's resolved. Your buyer, Zhang Guaizi, came knocking on my door yesterday, begging for cooperation like a dog."

"I lowered the purchase price by another 20%."

"Right now, in the entire Northeast, if anyone dares to smuggle mountain goods into the interior, I'll kill them all."

Wu Jingzhong said coldly.

"It's up to you."

"By the way, save me a few bottles of deer antler powder if you have any," Hong Zhi said. "Widows should avoid it, it'll bring bad luck." There's nothing Old Wu in Harbin doesn't know.

You're overthinking it.

"I met Hao Guifang of the Third Battalion of the National Army tonight. Is there any news about Xu Yunying, the daughter of Guo Sanjiang?"

Hong Zhi rubbed his temples with a headache, feeling like he had endless things to do.

"Yes, there are our people among the bandits in the mountains."

"The Kwantung Army and the Nationalist Army are currently clearing out the remaining bandits. I have already sent someone to inform our informants that they should bring Xu Yunying down the mountain whenever they have the chance, and we will arrange a meeting for you then."

Wu Jingzhong said.

"No, aren't you tired of thinking about so many things every day?" He looked at this "son" he had gained out of nowhere with some admiration.

After some interaction...

From the buying and selling to the bombing, and then to the elimination of Zhang Anqing and Li Songquan, each step was meticulously planned and executed, and every single matter was resolved perfectly.

Wu Jingzhong is a person who pays attention to details.

But he discovered that Hong Zhi's actions were far more far-reaching than he had imagined.

Many moves may seem insignificant, or even boring and tedious to outsiders, but when connected together, they often have unexpected effects.

This is not the kind of cunning a young person should have.

If it weren't for Hong Zhi occasionally calling him "Dad," Wu Jingzhong would always have the illusion of dealing with Boss Dai, and a chill would occasionally run down his spine.

"If you don't work hard when you're young, are you going to wait until you get prostatitis before you start?" Hong Zhiyou said.

"What good person gets prostatitis?"
Is there anything else?
"If there's nothing else, then leave," Wu Jingzhong said, issuing a dismissal order.

Why are you always urging me to leave?

"What do you think of my suggestion from last time?" Hong Zhi asked.

"What suggestion?" Wu Jingzhong asked, frowning.

“I’m going to Jinhai. I can help you bring some things back to your family and transfer some money. Are you going to leave the money in Harbin and wait for my uncle to confiscate your property?” Hong Zhiyou said.

"He dares? Do you really think my Iron-Blooded Assassination Squad is just a bunch of good-for-nothings?"

"Let him try copying one. See if I blow him up or not."

Wu Jingzhong glared and cursed in a deep voice.

Despite the criticism, the fact remains that taking action against someone of Gao Bin's stature absolutely required reporting to Boss Dai.

Because many important figures have private connections with Boss Dai.

Just like Ding Mocun and Zhou Fohai.

Only those ignorant fools would attempt to assassinate them.

Having served meals with Boss Dai, Wu Jingzhong, who had served as the head of a district, knew all too well how deep the waters ran in this world.

Furthermore, underground work is not a frontal battlefield; killing one is one less to worry about.

On the contrary, assassination is the last link in intelligence work and is only used in special circumstances.

“I have already had people in Beiping send a telegram to Guangzhou.”

"My wife and the others should arrive in Beiping in a few days."

He added.

Hong Zhi noticed that he had said "them," and a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

This means that Rui Rui is very likely to come.

Finally, I can have a little reunion with my wife.

“You should tidy yourself up. I’ll bring it to you later,” Hong Zhi said.

"Is it safe?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Don't worry, with all the wealth you've accumulated, I'll compensate you in full if it gets confiscated."

"I will help the village head bring some things from inside the pass."

"Even if I'm intercepted and they refuse to sell me my identity as a police officer, I'll have Murakami negotiate with them."

"Moreover, Mrs. Keiko was also traveling with them. Her brother is Hideo Sakata, and Neiji Okamura still has a lot of influence in North China. No matter how rampant the traitors and Japanese devils are over there, they wouldn't dare to take advantage of these two families."

Hong Zhi smiled slightly, as if to say, "Do you really think that all the hard work you did for Huizi was for nothing?"

"You've even managed to make a name for yourself with this?" Wu Jingzhong laughed, quite satisfied with these multiple layers of protection.

I swear to you on my honor.

"I really didn't sleep with him, we're just friends," Hong Zhiyou said solemnly.

"You're not my son-in-law, so it's none of my business whether I sleep with you or not."

"Hurry up and go, we'll contact you later."

Wu Jingzhong waved his hand dismissively.

"I really am your son-in-law..." Hong Zhiyou pursed his lips speechlessly, stood up and said, "Let's go. If there's anything you want to bring over there, or if you're missing anything, just let me know and I'll get it for you."

"Okay." Wu Jingzhong nodded.

Hong Zhi put on his warm hat, pulled it over his head, and quickly walked out.

Passing by the Romantic Western Restaurant.

Hong Zhi saw Liu Yawen seeing off customers at the door.

He stopped the car and waved hello.

Liu Ya-wen didn't even glance at him, and turned to go back into her room.

He even slept with Japanese widows; no matter how well he plays the piano, he's still a scumbag.

Hong Zhi chuckled, didn't try to take advantage, and sped off.

With Mrs. Huizi by my side, the hormone problem was solved.

Instead of thinking about picking up girls, you should think more about how to make money. Once things have cooled down enough and Huizi has gone to Tianjin, you can come back and enjoy this little bit of fun.

It's best to use the finest point on the blade.

Hong Zhiyou is quite realistic and pragmatic when it comes to time.

Everything is clearly written down, including when to do what.

……

Back at the police station.

Several more Japanese military police appeared in the hall.

Hong Zhi was stopped by Ren Changchun in the corridor: "Section Chief Hong, Section Chief Gao is waiting for you in his office."

"Captain Murakami is here," he said in a low voice.

"knew.

"Why are you back? Didn't I tell you to rest for a few more days?" Hong Zhiyou asked with a smile.

"Don't mention it."

“When I stay at home, my parents are extremely worried. They keep suspecting that you are going to fire me. They feel safe only if I stay around you all the time.”

"It's also because I'm afraid I'll become lazy and let down your great kindness."

"If I don't come to work soon, I won't even have the right to sit at the table at home anymore."

Ren Changchun scratched his head and laughed.

"stupid.

"The timing of our return is terrible."

Hong Zhi patted him on the shoulder, leaving Ren Changchun completely bewildered, and went straight to the section chief's office.

"Captain Murakami, Uncle."

Hong Zhiyou greeted him with a smile.

“Hong Sang, please sit down.”

"Thank you for your guidance, which led to a satisfactory resolution to this explosion incident."

Please accept my thanks.

Murakami bowed deeply in gratitude.

“Captain Murakami, you’re too kind. I just did what I was supposed to do,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"To be honest, Commander Shibuya entrusted Li Songquan's plan entirely to me and Section Chief Gao."

"I would like to hear your views."

Murakami said.

"Mr. Murakami, you are carrying out a top-secret plan."

"If you really consider me a friend, you know..."

Hong Zhi raised his palm, politely declining.

“Hong Sang, to be honest, your answer disappointed me somewhat.”

"From a hierarchical perspective, I have the right to demand that you cooperate with me unconditionally."

"But as a friend, I think you make a lot of sense, Section Chief Gao. I think we should choose someone else for this."

Murakami was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Thank you," Hong Zhiyou said with a slight bow.

"It's a pity. With your talent, if we joined forces, we would definitely succeed. This would be an operation that would go down in the annals of war. Hong Sang, are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

Murakami wanted to try again.

“Being recorded in history won’t put food on the table. I think making money is more important. What do you think, Murakami?” Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Okay, my friend."

"I'll discuss it with Section Chief Gao again."

Murakami nodded and didn't press the matter further.

Hong Zhiyou gave his wife a very generous gift yesterday.

Out of concern for the safety of the "God of Wealth," Murakami had no choice but to compromise.

"You guys chat."

Hong Zhi closed the door behind him and left quickly.

"See? I didn't interrupt, did I? They just didn't want to," Gao Bin said with a loud laugh.

"Section Chief Gao, do you have a suitable candidate in mind?"

"This person must be tight-lipped and have strong execution skills."

"It would be best if he could take full charge. Chief Shibuya's meaning is very clear: your police department should take the lead in applying for responsibility, and we will send someone to assist us secretly."

"The key is that if something goes wrong, he has to take the blame."

Murakami's eyes turned cold as he asked.

"Go to hell with your ancestors for eighteen generations! You'd have to go after your father and nephews..." Gao Bin thought to himself, then tapped the table a few times, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Why don't we let Zhou Yi from the action team do it?"

"He is quite meticulous and has a lot of experience."

"Yes, that's fine." Murakami knew Zhou Yi and readily agreed.

"Okay, it's settled then." Gao Bin nodded.

He personally escorted the villager out of the hall.

Back in his office, Gao Bin's eyes turned sinister.

Let Zhou Yi handle it.

Such an important matter, he couldn't possibly be indifferent to it if he were the one with the red ticket.

This was an excellent opportunity to test Zhou Yi.

If something goes wrong, given Zhou Yi's relationship with Zhang Jinghui and Yu Jingtao, he'll be in big trouble and have to take the blame.

This candidate is absolutely perfect.

……

(End of this chapter)