Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 236 You're such a good uncle to me

The meaning of these representatives' loyalty to the country is self-evident.

The magician frowned slightly: "I'll figure out how to save them. You just need to be careful."

After saying that, the "magician" disappeared silently into the darkness of the back door, just as he had come, as if he had never been there.

Lin Zonghan's private office at Huarong Textile Factory on Baima Road, Shanghai.
The office was spacious and luxurious, with mahogany furniture gleaming in the dark, and the inscription "Sino-Japanese Friendship" hanging on the wall, highlighting the owner's "illustrious" status as a traitor.

In early April, with the implementation of the Japanese blockade plan, the yarn factory had already stopped operating, and the outside world was quiet, with only the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.

Lin Zonghan, a well-known "pro-Japanese businessman" in Shanghai, was sitting alone behind a huge desk, a nearly burnt-out cigar between his fingers, his face solemn.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and the trusted accountant whispered from outside, "Boss Lin, Minister Chen is here."

"Please let him in." Lin Zonghan stubbed out his cigar and took a deep breath.

Chen Yang walked in dressed casually, looking slightly tired.

"Uncle, why did you call me to the yarn factory for no reason? I see all the machines here are stopped? Did something happen at the factory?" Chen Yang asked casually as he sat down opposite him.

Lin Zonghan did not answer immediately. Instead, he got up, went to the door to check, and then locked the door.

This action instantly put Chen Yang on edge.

Lin Zonghan returned to his seat and looked directly at Chen Yang. "Chen Yang, have you long suspected that there's something wrong with my identity?"

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? What nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Yang denied it outright.

Lin Zonghan waved his hand: "There are no outsiders here, so you don't need to worry about anyone eavesdropping."

"Actually, I know you must be suspicious of me. Even your older brother, with his blockhead, could sense that my identity was not right and used this as an excuse to fall out with me and sever himself from his family."

"Didn't you, Minister Chen of the Special Agent Headquarters, ever have any suspicions? I watched you grow up, and your intelligence far surpasses his. Naturally, you would have noticed something was wrong."

"Am I right?"

Wow, Qinghu, the dignified head of the Red Party's intelligence group in the French Concession, is still a blockhead in Lin Zonghan's eyes.
Chen Yang was momentarily confused as to why Lin Zonghan was saying all this. He took a breath and said, "Uncle, there are some things that can't be said."

"Once it's said, no one can back down."

"You're indeed a smart man. Your eldest and second brothers are half as capable as you, so I wouldn't hide anything from them." Lin Zonghan sighed deeply. "Uncle Chen Yang has a question for you. Tell me the truth. Who do you think will rule Shanghai, and this land of China, in the future?"

Chen Yang was startled, his brows furrowing slightly: "Uncle, what do you mean? Now it's naturally... the Imperial Army and the Restoration Government..."

"I want to hear your honest opinion!" Lin Zonghan interrupted him, his tone unusually stern. "I've watched you grow up; I know exactly what you're thinking."

Chen Yang's face darkened: "Uncle, watch your words! Walls have ears! Everything you have now, isn't it all thanks to this identity?"

Lin Zonghan suddenly smiled, a smile full of bitterness and mockery.

He slowly took his briefcase off the coat rack, opened it, and took out an inconspicuous metal box.
Inside the tin box were not gold or silver jewelry, but a slightly worn-out cauldron badge and several yellowed documents stamped with the seal of the "Three Principles of the People Youth League".

"Take a look at this." Lin Zonghan pushed the badge in front of Chen Yang.

Chen Yang glanced at it, his pupils contracted, and he abruptly looked up at Lin Zonghan: "This is..."

“Every year, apart from the money that my yarn mill ‘pays tribute’ to the Japanese and the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, at least half of it eventually flows here.”

Lin Zonghan pointed to the badge, his voice low but clear, “In 1933, at the beginning of the Lixing Society, I was assigned by Kang Zhaoming, the secretary of the Lixing Society, to infiltrate Shanghai and secretly raise funds for the Lixing Society under the guise of establishing a cotton mill.”

"So, you read that right, I am a Kuomintang agent, codename Magician."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Chen Yang still felt somewhat incredulous when Lin Zonghan personally revealed his full identity to him.

This "traitor" who was being denounced behind his back was actually from the Chongqing area, and belonged to the Three People's Principles Youth Corps, which both cooperated with and competed with the Military Intelligence Bureau!
Of course, ever since Shen Xingshan and Shen Qingyao came to our door last time, Lin Zonghan said that not just any woman can enter the Lin family.

Chen Yang had already realized that Lin Zonghan's identity was not simple; an ordinary businessman could not possibly know who was in charge of Yuelongsha.

Only intelligence agencies would go to such lengths to investigate special locations.
However, Chen Yang had no desire to investigate further, because he knew very well that some things could not withstand scrutiny.

If he were to take action himself, it would easily attract the attention of the Japanese, and could very well harm Lin Zonghan.

When no problems arise, leaving everything as it is is the best solution.

"Uncle, so you're Hook..." Chen Yang feigned surprise.
“Hook? I’m a cop… How can you talk about your uncle like that?” Lin Zonghan reprimanded him gently, then said slowly, “Although I’m not on the intelligence line, my goal is the same as everyone who is fighting on the front line: to revitalize China.”

Chen Yang frowned slightly: "Uncle, what are you trying to do by telling me all this for no reason today?"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lin Zonghan slowly said, "Do you know that No. 76 arrested a Kuomintang agent a few days ago?"

Chen Yang immediately understood his uncle's intention in suddenly revealing his identity. "Liu Geqing? You want me to save him? Uncle, you overestimate me! 76 is now a den of dragons and tigers; Wan Tianmu has laid a trap, just waiting for someone to rescue them! So he can wipe them all out in one fell swoop."

"It's practically impossible for you to force your way in and rescue them."

“I know the risks are huge, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to you.” Lin Zonghan leaned forward, his eyes burning. “If you’re not willing to help, your uncle will risk his old bones to venture into the den of dragons and tigers at No. 76.”

"If the mission fails, remember to ask Minister Chen to collect your uncle's body."

"Stop, stop," Chen Yang said with a pained expression. "Can't I help you think of a solution?"

"However, this is my view: it's practically impossible to break in and rescue them."

"But if we can bring them out and make our move halfway, we might still have a chance."

“You’re right, bringing them out is an opportunity.” Lin Zonghan nodded and said, “Even though the other side has more people and more power, your uncle isn’t a coward who’s afraid of death.”

"I'm already this old, I've enjoyed all the food and drink I could, the only thing I can't let go of is you. Look at you, you're still not married. When I go to the underworld, I'll meet your mother, Haitang, and my short-lived brother-in-law."

"I don't know how to explain this to them."

"Over the years, I have endured countless hardships."

"Okay, okay, I don't need you." Chen Yang quickly raised his hand to stop Lin Zonghan from continuing. "I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it. I'll send someone to help you kidnap the person and take them to the designated location."

"Can you just wait here peacefully?"

Lin Zonghan asked with concern, "Won't this be difficult for you?"

"Well, you're the head of the Land Transport Division and also the head of the Special Agents Department, they shouldn't suspect you of anything."

"By the way, I visited Shen Xingshan's residence a few days ago. This Miss Shen..."

"No problem at all, not at all." Chen Yang quickly patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you get that person out."

"I have only one request: make sure something happens to Liu Geqing. No matter what method you use, whether it's poisoning or assassination, you must give Liu Geqing a reason to leave No. 76 and be sent to the hospital for treatment."

“I will arrange the rest. This is my only request. If you can’t even do this, I can’t help you.”

"I can't risk my own life to save Liu Geqing."

Lin Zonghan pondered for a moment: "Alright, leave this to me."

"Uncle, I need to remind you of something. According to the usual practice of the Jinling Special Agent Headquarters, once the interrogation begins, if the desired confession is not obtained within forty-eight hours, the consequences are unpredictable."

"So, you don't have much time left. Call me after you've made your arrangements. I don't need to teach you what to say, right..." Chen Yang paused, then stood up to leave. "It's getting late, I should go."

Lin Zonghan spoke up: "Chen Yang, are you really not going to consider Miss Shen? I think she's a good match for you."

Chen Yang smiled wryly and said, "Uncle, you really are my good uncle. You don't need to worry about Miss Shen's matter."

"I have my own woman now, so you don't need to worry about this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang hurriedly left the office as if he were fleeing.

"Ah," Lin Zonghan paused briefly before quickly chasing after them, "Who is it? What do you do for a living?"

"Bring them back for dinner sometime."

******
Interrogation Room No. 76, Shanghai.

As the rhythmic crack of the whip rang out, a strong, pungent smell of blood immediately filled the air.

The pure white light of the incandescent bulb shone on Liu Geqing's body, revealing numerous bloody streaks that covered his entire body.

In just one day and one night, Liu Geqing's body was covered in sores that there were hardly any intact pieces of flesh left; from head to toe, almost every inch bore the marks of torture.
At this time, the person supervising the punishment was no longer Wan Tianmu, but Lin Zhijiang, the leader of the first action group of No. 76.

This person was also a traitor who defected from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Zuo Mingquan, the former director of the Nanjing Special Service Commission who was severely burned during an operation last year and is still hospitalized, had bribed some traitors within the Military Intelligence Bureau, and Lin Zhijiang was one of them.

This person had previously served as the leader of the Second Group of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Action Group, but after defecting, he was not given important responsibilities by Zuo Mingquan.

It wasn't until the formation of No. 76 that he climbed up to Li Qun and was promoted and given important responsibilities again, serving as the leader of the First Action Group.

"Thump, thump." A series of light and heavy footsteps sounded, and Bing Yaozong's figure appeared in the interrogation room.

"Oh, Commissioner Bing, what brings you here?" Lin Zhijiang immediately stood up and bowed when he saw Bing Yaozong.

"Team Leader Lin, this person still won't talk?" Bing Yaozong asked casually. "Yes, he's a die-hard. We've used almost every form of torture we have here, but he still won't say anything." Lin Zhijiang's tone also revealed a hint of admiration.

There are 38 types of punishments under the Seventy-Sixth Punishment. A normal person wouldn't be able to endure even three of them, but Liu Geqing managed to endure one round.

Such perseverance is hard not to admire, even by his enemies.

Bing Yaozong said slowly, "Sir, your return to the country is imminent. If we cannot fully guarantee your safety along the way, it will be difficult for us to explain to the government."

As he spoke, Bing Yaozong slowly walked to Liu Geqing's side, and the executioner beside him quickly stepped aside.

Bing Yaozong lifted Liu Geqing's chin: "Mr. Liu, why are you doing this?"

"As long as you cooperate and tell us what we want, you will immediately receive the best hospitality,"

"Men, all they want in this life is luxury cars, beautiful women, gold and silver treasures."

“These are not problems as long as you are willing to talk about them.”

"Pah, traitor!" Liu Geqing spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the other person.

Bing Yaozong wasn't angry. Instead, he straightened up, turned his back to everyone, and used the opportunity of wiping his saliva to subtly point to his collar.

Liu Geqing's gaze sharpened slightly, only to see the other party make a strange move, casually tearing off the top button as his right hand swept across the collar.

Immediately afterwards, Bing Yaozong used his thumb and forefinger to clamp the button, patted the other man's cheek, and his tone turned fierce: "Mr. Liu, don't you dare refuse a polite offer and then have to suffer the consequences."

As if understanding the other party's intention, Liu Geqing suddenly bit down on the other party's right hand between the thumb and forefinger, and put the button between the thumb and forefinger under his tongue.

"Ah, ah!" Bing Yaozong screamed and cried as the other party bit him, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

While everyone's attention was drawn to Bing Yaozong's shouts, Liu Geqing swallowed the button that Bing Yaozong was holding between his thumb and forefinger.

Although he didn't know what Bing Yaozong's plan was, Liu Geqing instinctively felt that everything he was doing at this moment was purposeful and not done without reason.

Bing Yaozong thrashed about in pain, shaking his right hand which had been bitten by Liu Geqing and left bloody teeth marks.

"Beat him! Beat him hard!" Bing Yaozong shouted angrily.

Lin Zhijiang, standing to the side, was also very helpless. "Isn't this all your own fault?"

But he wouldn't dare say that.
"Old Ma, take Commissioner Bing to get him bandaged up."

"Liu Wu, continue."

Bing Yaozong, clutching his bloodied right hand, left the interrogation room with the help of an agent.

Executioner Liu Wu continued to wield his small leather whip, lashing Liu Geqing's body again and again.

However, less than three minutes later, Liu Geqing's eyes suddenly rolled back, and his whole body began to convulse.

"What's going on?" Even the well-informed Lin Zhijiang was taken aback by Liu Geqing's reaction.

"Quick, quick, get him to the hospital! He hasn't said anything yet, he can't die so soon."

"Yes, yes." Liu Wu hurriedly called for help, and they quickly put Liu Geqing down. Several people worked together to carry Liu Geqing out.

Near Rue Pétain in the French Concession, sunlight was fragmented by the tall plane trees, scattering across the bustling yet somewhat tense street.

A black prison van with the special license plate number "76" was escorted by two motorcycles and drove at a moderate speed toward the French Hospital (Guangci Hospital).

Inside the car, Liu Geqing, who was in a coma, was still secured to the seat with specially made shackles. His face was as pale as paper, and the outline of bloodstains could still be faintly seen under his newly changed prison uniform.

Several members of the 76th Operations Team looked cold and wary. The person in charge of escorting them was Yang Jie, the leader of the third team of the 76th Operations Team.

Meanwhile, not far from the intersection where the prison van was bound to pass, a middle-aged man wearing a black hat put down his newspaper, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the approaching prison van, a faint smile playing on his lips.
The prison van was fifty meters from the intersection.

Suddenly, a screeching sound of tires rang out! It wasn't coming from the direction of the prison van!

An overloaded coal truck, seemingly out of control, sped out from a side road and crashed straight into the motorcycle behind the escort team!
The truck driver jumped out and the truck rolled over just before the impact!
"Bang! Clang—!"

The deafening crash, the flying motorcycle parts, and the scattering of coal instantly shattered the tranquility of the street! Pedestrians screamed and fled! Chaos erupted!

The incident happened extremely suddenly. The motorcycles escorting the prison van instinctively slowed down to check the situation behind them.

In this chaotic vacuum of less than ten seconds!
puff! puff! puff! puff!
Several short gunshots, silenced by precision silencers, sounded like muffled drumbeats, instantly coming from the second-floor window of a fabric shop on the street corner, behind a newsstand at the intersection, and even under a rickshaw that was originally parked on the side of the road!
The target was incredibly precise! The driver's head exploded inside the prison van!

Blood gushed from the shoulder of the co-pilot!
The three 76 agents following behind the car were almost simultaneously hit in the head or vital organs by bullets fired from different angles, leaving them no time to even draw their guns!

The movements were so clean and efficient they were breathtaking!
A Dodge van parked on the side of the road, seemingly broken down and waiting for repairs, suddenly had its rear door slid open!

Four figures dressed in coarse work clothes, moving as swiftly as cheetahs, pounced out. Two rushed towards the driver's cab of the prison van, while the third used a special key to quickly unlock the iron lock on the rear door of the prison van!

There was another person, holding a Thompson submachine gun known as a battlefield weapon, his hawk-like eyes scanning the entire area, alert to possible remaining threats and reinforcements!

Liu Geqing, who was inside the carriage, felt the car suddenly stop, followed by gunshots. He immediately realized that these were the people who had come to rescue him.

With a creak, the rear door of the truck was opened, and two men jumped into the truck. They glanced at Liu Geqing, who cooperated by bending over and being lifted up by the two rescuers, who then dragged him at an astonishing speed toward the open van!
The entire raid and rescue operation was executed flawlessly, with the coordination being extremely precise!
From creating chaos to suppressing the enemy with firepower, eliminating key targets, opening car doors, and rescuing people into the vehicle, it was all done in one smooth motion!
The total time was precisely within three minutes!
Shanghai, at the entrance of No. 76.

A black sedan brazenly drove into No. 76, but no one dared to stop it.

The car stopped downstairs in office building number 76. As soon as it came to a stop, Li Qun, who was waiting at the door, rushed forward and opened the car door.

"Minister Chen, be careful."

Chen Yang got out of the car with a livid face, glancing at Li Qun and Wan Tianmu, Lin Zhijiang and others behind him.

He snorted heavily, looked up, and walked into the office building.

Seeing Chen Yang go inside, the rest of the group quickly followed him in.

A group of people walked into the office, and Chen Yang sat down behind the desk without any hesitation.

“Ha, brilliant! Number 76 really put on a good show and brought me glory! Lord Kagesa has high hopes for you, but your ability to ‘maintain order’ is…” Chen Yang deliberately left his sentence unfinished, leaving only a meaningful ending and a slight head shake.

Seeing this, Li Qun and the others lowered their heads, not daring to argue.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yang said in a sinister tone, "Director Li, I want to know why this happened?"

“How could someone so clearly and openly rescue a prisoner from the dignified No. 76 prison?

"I want to ask you, how should I write this report, and how should I explain it to Lord Kagesa?"

"Minister Chen, please let me explain." Li Qun was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This happened too suddenly. We had just wiped out the Military Intelligence Bureau's forces in Shanghai. We never expected they had a hidden action team."

"Military Intelligence Bureau??" Chen Yang's expression hardened. "Director Li, didn't your previous report say that you had completely taken control of all the Military Intelligence Bureau's agencies in Shanghai and eliminated all enemies?"

"And now you're telling me there are still people who haven't been caught?"

"Are you contradicting yourself? And how can you be so sure it was the Military Intelligence Bureau?"

Wan Tianmu bowed slightly and said, "Minister, I am very familiar with all these methods!"

"High-speed interception of the enemy, pinpoint elimination, creating chaos to escape... these methods, even some details, bear the mark of the anti-traitor squad!"

"I once served as the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station, and I am very familiar with their modus operandi."

"According to my recollection, there are indeed no undercover teams in Shanghai. However, Boss Dai has other influence in the south besides the Military Intelligence Bureau."

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback, then looked at Wan Tianmu and asked, "Does Director Wan mean to support the Loyal Army?"

"Do you believe that those who attacked this time were from the Loyal Salvation Army?"

Wan Tianmu said with certainty, "Minister, although I was not on the scene, judging from the feedback from the scene, it is very likely that the one who took action was the Zhongjiu Army."

"Okay, okay, okay." Chen Yang changed his tone: "I'll assume your judgment is correct for now."

"However, I'd like to know how the Loyal Salvation Army managed to track all of Number 76's movements?"

"In other words, how did they know that Liu Geqing would be at that location at that time?"

"Judging from their efficiency and methods, it was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a premeditated ambush."

"If this conjecture is correct, then it means that there's a ghost living in number 76."

"Director Li, you don't even know you're keeping a ghost in your house? How did you become the director of office number 76?"

Li Qun wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead: "Minister, please calm down. I beg you to give me a chance. I will investigate the matter as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang stood up and said, "Director Li, we're colleagues, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"I'll give you three days to deliver a reasonable report."

"If you can't do it, take off these clothes and go home to farm."

(End of this chapter)