Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 505 Confrontation
On a street corner, in an inconspicuous public phone booth.

Lu Ming hung up the phone with Ma Wendong, the cigarette between his fingers glowing a scarlet light.

He didn't leave immediately, but picked up the cold receiver again and dialed another number.

"Hey, old classmate, it's me, Lu Ming."

"I'd like to ask about the actual situation at the Nomonhan front, especially the specifics of Shiro Ishii's germ warfare?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a hushed voice.

"..."

Lu Ming listened quietly, his expression shifting constantly.

"Oh, is that so?"

"I understand, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner when I go back to Harbin."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Ming took a deep drag on his cigarette, letting the pungent smoke swirl in his lungs, while his mind raced.

The Kwantung Army suffered a crushing defeat at Nomonhan.

Shiro Ishii's germ warfare, which was highly anticipated, became a huge joke. Not only did it fail to harm the Soviets, it also wiped out a large number of his own people.

Ma Wendong is finished!
This thought grew wildly in Lu Ming's mind and could no longer be contained.

In terms of assessing the situation, he believed he was second to none in the police department.

It was this fox-like sense of smell that allowed him to climb from a lowly patrolman to his current position.

Now that the Kwantung Army has suffered an unprecedented defeat, it will inevitably need to be purged and someone will need to be blamed.

Ma Wendong, a close associate of Commander Ueda Kenkichi, is in a precarious situation.

We can no longer harbor any illusions about him.

Lu Ming secretly rejoiced that he had reacted quickly enough to pull back from the brink and chose Hong Zhiyou, who was an even stronger ally.

Otherwise, once Ma Wendong's ship sinks, I might really end up being buried with him.

With that thought in mind, he flicked away his cigarette butt, quickly got into the car parked by the roadside, started the engine, and drove towards the police station without hesitation.

Upon arriving in the hall, I had just stepped into the office.

Then I saw Hong Zhiyou and Liu Kui enthusiastically appraising a small porcelain bowl.

"Section Chief Hong, this thing is a good one. The glaze is warm and the body is thin. It must be worth a lot of money, right?" Liu Kui exclaimed in amazement.

Hong Zhi chuckled and said, "Money doesn't matter, the main thing is that this elegance is rare."

"Could you please pour it for me...?"

Liu Kui hadn't finished speaking when

Lu Ming walked in, greeted the two with a smile, and then patted Hong Zhiyou on the shoulder:

"Zhiyou, let's talk in private."

Hong Zhi followed Lu Ming to a corner of the office.

Lu Ming lowered his voice and spoke very quickly: "Ma Wendong specifically called me over today and told me to keep an eye on you 24 hours a day."

"According to reliable sources, he recently left Harbin secretly, claiming that he was going to a meeting in Xinjing."

"I suspect he's about to make a move against you."

"Brother, you'd better be careful."

Hong Zhi nodded slightly: "No doubt about it, he has made his move."

He patted Lu Ming on the shoulder.

"As usual."

Lu Ming immediately understood and put on a fawning smile: "Understood, I'll arrange it right away."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Back in his office, Hong Zhi closed the door, and the world instantly became quiet.

He leisurely poured himself half a glass of red wine, lit a cigar, and then leaned back on the sofa, waiting for the phone call with nothing to do.

He knew very well that Ma Wendong, that insidious fellow, must have installed a wiretap on his home phone.

Therefore, he cannot call Jia Huizi proactively right now.

That would alert Ma Wendong and make him realize that his plan had been exposed.

He needs to wait.

He waited for that woman, unable to bear the loneliness, to willingly jump into another pit he had dug.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The setting sun cast a blood-red glow over the office.

Just as I was about to leave work, the phone on my desk finally rang sharply.

Hong Zhiyou slowly got up and picked up the receiver.

Jia Huizi's voice, tinged with a hint of languor and provocation, came from the other end of the phone.

"Madam, it's been a long time," Hong Zhiyou said with a light laugh.

"Well, this instrument, just like a person, needs to be practiced every now and then, otherwise it will become rusty."

"Okay, here's an address. See you at 8 PM tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Hong Zhiyou smiled, but his eyes were icy cold.

……

Meanwhile, inside a dimly lit truck covered with a green tarpaulin, filled with the hum of various instruments, was another dimly lit compartment.

A technician responsible for listening in abruptly ripped off his headset and exclaimed, "Chief, there's movement!"

Ma Wendong, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and snatched the headphones, putting them on his head.

Through the headphones, Jia Huizi's charming, seductive voice could be heard clearly.

really!

This shameless slut finally couldn't resist her loneliness!
"Pen!" he squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

The adjutant, Ogasawara, immediately handed him paper and pen.

With a gloomy face, Ma Wendong wrote down the address Hong Zhiyou had given him, his pen tip filled with endless shame and pain.

Hong Zhiyou at 8 PM!

I'll take your life!
He slammed the switch off the listening line.

He turned his head and coldly ordered his adjutant, "Notify Lu Ming to have his men keep a close eye on Hong Zhiyou. Report any movement to him immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" Adjutant Ogasawa nodded in acceptance.

At eight o'clock sharp.

A rickshaw stopped outside an elegant little villa.

A beautiful young woman named Jia Huizi, dressed in a gorgeous kimono, stepped out of the car. She swayed her voluptuous hips and walked gracefully towards the door.

Since she confronted Ma Wendong about wanting to learn piano from Hong Zhiyou, she's stopped pretending altogether.

This is my first time here, but the environment is quiet and the place looks quite unique, making it a good spot for a date.

She gently knocked on the door.

The door opened.

However, instead of Hong Zhiyou, whom she had been longing for, she was greeted by her mahjong partner, Mrs. Kishida.

"Madam, you've arrived. We've been waiting for you for a long time." Mrs. Kishida warmly took her hand and led her inside.

"You look beautiful today." Jia Huizi smiled warmly, like a sister, but inwardly she was extremely disappointed. "Where is Mr. Hong?"

Could it be... that Hong Zhi has that guy planning... all three of them together?
Although she and Mrs. Kishida were good friends, she really wasn't used to sharing her man with other women.

“Mr. Hong asked me to come here to play mahjong. He said he’ll be here soon, right?” Mrs. Kishida said with a smile.

“This is my first time visiting Mr. Hong’s house. What about you, Madam?” she asked again.

"Me too." Jia Huizi nodded absentmindedly.

On the way here, her mind was filled with erotic images of her and Hong Zhi making love. Who knew he had actually arranged to meet another woman? What a disappointment.

It doesn't matter, we'll make arrangements when Hong Zhi arrives.

She even had a faint sense of anticipation; perhaps the three of them together... would have a unique charm.

Anyway, Mrs. Kishida is someone I know very well, and we're both easygoing people. It's better than wasting my time and emotions playing mahjong all night.

……

Inside the city, in an inconspicuous little house.

The phone rang suddenly.

Ma Wendong, who was dozing on the sofa, suddenly jumped up as if pricked by a needle, and rushed over to answer the phone.

"it's me.

"Okay, are you sure you want to go in?"
"Okay, keep a close eye on them."

After hanging up the phone, Ma Wendong walked out of the room and instructed Captain Yamamoto, who was wiping his katana in the living room:

"Yamamoto-kun, Lu Ming reports that Jia Huizi has already gone inside."

"About half an hour later, you rushed in and arrested Hong Zhiyou."

"Remember to take photos, but don't make a fuss. Take the person directly to Dr. Ishii's epidemic prevention and water supply department."

"Taking photos?" Yamamoto looked up, somewhat puzzled. "Director, this is bad for your reputation... Actually, you really don't need to do this."

"Do as instructed." Ma Wendong's voice was cold and left no room for argument.

After Yamamoto and his men left, Ma Wendong stood alone in the empty living room, twisting his knuckles with a mixture of pain and excitement, making a cracking sound.

The painful thing is that at this moment, he could no longer save face as a man, and his dignity was completely torn apart and trampled on the ground.

However, taking photos and recording audio is absolutely necessary.

If the Nomonhan Incident is a complete failure in the future, and the Army investigates the matter, and someone tries to use this as an excuse to purge her, Jia Huizi's affair with Hong Zhiyou might just be a trump card for her to save her life and extricate herself.

Any dirty water thrown at Jia Huizi, this fickle woman, becomes perfectly legitimate.

Compared to their own lives and future prospects, a woman's chastity and so-called face are things that can be discarded at any time.

What excites me is that I can finally catch that bastard Hong Zhiyou and take his life.

He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

……

The night is getting darker.

After making the report call, Lu Ming returned to his car and quickly changed into an inconspicuous set of coarse cloth clothes.

He turned the car into a dark alley, got out, lowered his hat brim, and turned out from the other side of the alley.

Then, without any rush, he hailed a rickshaw and headed straight for Fujiadian.

Following the address given by Hong Zhiyou, Lu Ming arrived at a dilapidated old tenement building.

He took out his keys from his pocket, gripped the gun at his waist tightly with his other hand, opened the door, and cautiously peeked out a few times.

pat.

Lu Ming turned on the light.

He carefully inspected each room and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was safe.

On the desk in the room, there were several boxes of fine cigars, several bottles of expensive foreign wines, three thousand Conde coins, and several novels with explicit covers depicting brothels.

There was also a note next to it that read: Three meals a day will be delivered on time by a designated person.

"Hehe, Brother Hong is a kind-hearted man."

Lu Ming was completely relieved. He smugly lit a cigar, poured himself a glass of red wine, and was overjoyed.

His mission has been successfully completed.

Before Ma Wendong is completely taken down by Little Hong, he will spend a period of blissful days in this cozy nest.

……

Behind the second-floor window of the villa across the street.

Hong Zhiyou stood in the shadows, a cigarette between his fingers, staring coldly at the house across the street.

Jia Huizi went inside.

A moment later, a military truck screeched to a stop in front of the mansion.

Yamamoto led a dozen or so fierce Japanese soldiers, guns in hand, kicked open the door and stormed into the Western-style building.

A cold smile crept onto Hong Zhiyou's lips.

He raised his hand and with a whoosh, pulled the curtains shut, cutting off everything outside.

The real show is about to begin.

Ma Wendong, this time you'll have no choice but to become the eldest son.

...8:30 p.m.

Inside the city, in an inconspicuous little house.

Ma Wendong paced anxiously back and forth in the room, his leather shoes making a dull thud on the floor.

Downstairs, the roar of a car engine grew louder as it approached.

Soon, Captain Yamamoto's heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs.

The door was pushed open, and Yamamoto walked in, his expression somewhat strange.

"How is it?" Ma Wendong rushed forward impatiently, his voice hoarse with nervousness.

Yamamoto opened his mouth, his eyes darting around, as if he didn't know how to start speaking.

"What exactly happened? Tell me!" Ma Wendong shouted sternly.

Yamamoto stood at attention and bowed his head: "Reporting to the Director, Hong Zhiyou is not there at all."

"When I arrived, the lady was playing cards with Mrs. Kishida."

"What?" Ma Wendong felt a rush of blood to his head. "No, wasn't he supposed to be learning piano? Wasn't the room searched? He must be hiding!"

Yamamoto replied helplessly, "I searched."

“They searched inside and out, even turning over the rat holes in the basement, but they couldn’t find Hong Zhiyou.”

Ma Wendong slammed his fist hard on the desk next to him:
"Damn it!
"Didn't Lu Ming say he saw Hong Zhi enter that house that afternoon? Did he grow wings and fly away?"

Yamamoto also looked puzzled: "But we really did search everywhere."

“From rushing in to the dispersed search, the whole process took less than a minute, and Hong Zhi had no chance to escape at all.”

Suddenly, the adjutant, Ogasawara, spoke up, his eyes turning cold: "Director, is it possible that Lu Ming has tricked us all?"

"That guy is a typical scoundrel."

“He had always wanted to be the head of the Security Bureau’s Investigation Department, but that position is already taken. I guess he might have switched sides at the last minute.”

Ma Wendong's face instantly darkened, his expression becoming grim.

It's very possible!

He grabbed the phone and quickly dialed Lu Ming's office number, only to hear a cold busy tone on the other end.

He dialed Lu Ming's home phone again, but no one answered.

been played!

Realizing this, Ma Wendong immediately flew into a rage and slammed the telephone receiver back onto the base.

"Go! Arrest that bastard Lu Ming right now! I want to see him alive or dead!"

Yamamoto immediately accepted the order: "Yes!"

……

late at night.

Ma Wendong drove home, looking utterly dejected.

Lu Ming seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Hong Zhiyou didn't block it either.

His meticulously planned scheme has become a complete joke.

He didn't go inside, but instead slumped down on the cold steps by the door, lit a cigarette, and let the nicotine numb his senses.

My heart is filled with endless pain and a sense of failure.

Around 1 a.m., a car stopped at the entrance.

Jia Huizi is back.

According to intelligence, Jia Huizi left the small villa around nine o'clock and got into a car, but Xiao Li's men lost track of her.

Without even thinking, Ma Wendong knew that this slut had gone to sleep with Hong Zhiyou.

His heart was bleeding with pain.

She had already sent people to catch them in the act of adultery openly, and even had a knife to her throat, but she still couldn't bear to part with that other man and still wanted to have an affair.

why?
Is Hong Zhi really that attractive? That she could completely disregard her self-respect and family reputation?

Ma Wendong stubbed out his cigarette, his face instantly transforming into a gentle smile as he approached.

"Why are you back so late?"

When Jia Huizi saw him, her face showed just the right amount of surprise and grievance:
"Don't even mention it. I had arranged to play the piano and cards with Mrs. Kishida today, and we were having a great time when suddenly a group of Japanese soldiers rushed in, saying they were catching red tickets. It scared Mrs. Kishida and me half to death."

"Later we went to another place and played around for a while longer to calm our nerves."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and gently smoothed the furrowed brow of Ma Wendong: "Ichiro, what's wrong? You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing." Ma Wendong shook his head, took her hand, and walked into the house.

The two went into the bathroom and soaked in the warm water together, forcing smiles and relaxing for a few seconds.

Once they were on the tatami mats and the lights were turned off, both of them were lost in their own thoughts in the darkness.

Jia Huizi knew very well that Ma Wendong had come to arrest her and Hong Zhiyou today.

Hong Zhiyou must have heard rumors beforehand, which is why he didn't show up.

She is not stupid.

The Japanese officer who made the arrest was even holding a camera.

Clearly, Ma Wendong has completely abandoned all sense of shame.

If he had any sense of decency as a man, why would he allow someone to film his wife's scandal?

Moreover, she was, after all, the eldest daughter of the Omura family. If this matter were to spread, the reputation of the entire family would be affected.

Such heartlessness and malicious intent; where is there even a trace of affection between husband and wife?

Jia Huizi lay in bed, recalling what Hong Zhiyou had once said, and her heart sank.

Ma Wendong is cutting ties with himself.

The Kwantung Army was about to be defeated, and he wanted to portray himself as a pitiful wretch who had been cuckolded, shifting all the blame that might fall on himself and Hong Zhiyou.

Yes, that must be the case.

She sneered inwardly.

Oh, my dear brother, since you are so heartless, don't blame me for not showing any consideration for our marital bond.

……

The next day.

Hong Zhi arrived at the police station and went straight into his uncle's office.

Gao Bin was leisurely sipping his tea when he saw him come in. He said, "Zhiyou, I heard that Mrs. Zhou went to Jiamusi. Isn't that foolish? Harbin has much better medical facilities."

"He went to Jiamusi. What if something goes wrong... sigh!"

"This woman is so willful!"

Hong Zhi poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile, "She's in her late pregnancy and can't keep it a secret anymore. She's afraid Zhou Yi will lose face."

"Besides, her mother used to be from Jiamusi, and she has many relatives and friends there, so it would be good for her to give birth there."

"I'll spend some money there to get the hospital to issue her a premature birth certificate, so that Captain Zhou can have an explanation."

"We see each other all the time, so we can still be friends."

Gao Bin nodded, agreeing with the statement: "Yes, that makes sense."

"You can't go too far, or even a rabbit will bite when cornered."

Hong Zhi nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Uncle, I'll ask for leave for Lu Ming. Something urgent has happened at home, and he might not be back for a few days."

Gao Bin paused, his hand holding the teacup still, his expression instantly changing: "You wouldn't have... him..."

Hong Zhiyou quickly waved his hand: "Uncle, what are you thinking?"

“Lu Ming is your man. If the day comes when I have to deal with him, I will definitely let you know in advance.”

Gao Bin breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair: "That's good, that's good. Although Lu Ming is a scoundrel, he's very easy to use, especially when it comes to catching red tickets."

He took a puff of his pipe and said, "Try to go to Jiamusi when you have some free time. After all, you're still a child..."

Hong Zhi smiled and said, "I understand."

"I'll go after I finish what I'm doing and bring the mother and baby back as soon as possible."

Gao Bin rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "You know what, I'm actually quite eager to see the baby."

After chatting for a few minutes, Hong Zhi returned to his office, closed the door, picked up the phone, and dialed an international number.

"it's me."

"The matter concerning Dr. Shiro Ishii's embezzlement of military funds can now be put into action."

"Okay, thank you."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Hong Zhi tapped the table lightly, as if he was deep in thought.

……

Pingfang District, Shiro Ishii's epidemic prevention water supply department.

Ma Wendong walked into Shiro Ishii's office looking exhausted.

"What's going on? It's been so many days, where are Hongzhi's men?" Shiro Ishii asked in an unfriendly tone as he sat behind his desk.

Ma Wendong forced an awkward smile and bowed, saying, "Doctor, this kid didn't fall for it."

"Not only that, he also strengthened his defenses, and I couldn't find a chance to make a move."

Shiro Ishii stared at him coldly, his contempt undisguised: "You business people are really unreliable."

"Go back, I'll figure something out myself."

Ma Wendong felt his face burning with embarrassment, but he still forced a smile and bowed deeply.

"I'm leaving everything to the doctor."

After Ma Wendong left, Shiro Ishii pondered for a while in his office, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Gao Binjun?"

"I need a few physically strong prisoners here. Could you please transfer a few over?"

"By the way, could you have Section Chief Hong escort it over personally? A high-ranking official in Tokyo asked me to deliver a confidential letter to him."

"OK, thanks."

……

Hong Zhiyou was leisurely clipping his nails in his office when Gao Bin pushed open the door and walked in, his face serious.

He got straight to the point: "Tomoyu, Shiro Ishii just called and wants a few prisoners."

"He specifically asked to see you, saying that someone in Tokyo had brought you a secret message."

Hong Zhi put down the nail clippers and smiled: "An excuse."

"He's trying to set a trap to get rid of me."

Gao Bin said urgently, "Yes!"
"That place is hell on earth; no one who goes in ever comes back alive!"
"If you're trapped there, you'll be helpless no matter how much you cry out to heaven or earth!"

"Call him back right now and reject him!"

Hong Zhiyou shook his head and slowly stood up.

"Uncle, he'd need to have the ability to get rid of me."

"Shiro Ishii is indeed a vicious beast."

"But his methods can't do anything to me."

"Uncle, go to the prison and prepare a few vicious murderers. I'm going there now."

Gao Bin grabbed him and said, "If he really has a secret letter, you can have him come to the police station. There's no need for you to go to that den of thieves!"

Hong Zhi patted his uncle's hand, his eyes radiating strong confidence:
"It doesn't matter.

"He just won't come to find me, and I was just about to go find him anyway."

"It's just the right time; we can get everything done at the same time."

Gao Bin stared at him and asked in a deep voice, "Are you confident?"

Hong Zhi grinned and said, "Uncle, don't worry. I'm about to become a father myself, and I won't risk my life."

Looking at his nephew's determined eyes, Gao Bin finally nodded: "Okay, okay!"

"I'm going to talk to Commander Kato of the Military Police right now. If you don't come out of there in an hour, I'll lead a group of men to storm in and find you!"

……

(End of this chapter)