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Chapter 1270 Fishing

Two days after Hase's conversation with the military attaché, the Japan-Jewish talks officially began. A storm gradually formed, and unidentified people appeared near the Hata Garden and the suburban military station, which were at the eye of the storm.

British MI2, Free French Intelligence Agency, Red Russian NK┴VD, German Abwehr, and even American ONI have joined the game.

In the Republic of China, the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Central Bureau of Investigation also took action.

Before six in the morning, Gui Youguang led his team to leave the French Concession. Shen Dongxin took the initiative to ask to follow the Military Control Commission. Xu Enzeng was happy with this and also set off stealthily with his men. The two sides agreed to meet outside the Hao Garden.

After seeing off the operatives, Zheng Tingbing unexpectedly invited Zuo Chong to go fishing by the river. Given their current identities, there was no need for the two of them to be on the front line in person, unless the operation did not go smoothly.

In May, the weather in Shanghai is mainly sunny and cloudy, with moderate temperatures, which is suitable for outdoor activities.

So when Zuo Chong and Zheng Tingbing arrived at the riverside, the shore was already full of fishermen. The accompanying agents rudely cleared an area to make room for the two deputy directors.

Not only that, the little spies also brought tables and chairs, charcoal stoves and snacks. Such behavior made the onlookers astonished and they moved further away.

During the war, those who have the leisure to kill time are not fools. Seeing this situation, they know that the identities of Zuo Chong and the other man are not simple.

Zuo Zhong sat on a chair and looked at the boats coming and going on the river. He asked casually, "Old Zheng, there is so much commotion here. Will you and I return empty-handed today?"

"It's okay, just treat it as a pastime and steal a little time to relax from your busy life." Zheng Tingbing replied with a smile as he sorted out his fishing gear and handed Zuo Zhong a fishing rod.

Zuo Chong silently put the bait on and cast his rod, not intending to respond. The other party definitely didn't invite him here for a simple moment of leisure, but whether it was fishing or chatting, the most important thing was patience. Let's see who can't help it first.

The passing boats created waves and the floats floated up and down on the water. Zuo Zhong and Zheng Tingbing each had a rod, fishing attentively, and no one spoke.

After more than half an hour, Zheng Tingbing, who had gained nothing, finally couldn't help it. He looked at his watch and broke the silence first.

"Shenzhong, do you think Xu Enzeng will go to the Ha Tong Garden as agreed?"

After Zheng Tingbing finished speaking, he glanced at Zuo Zhong's face, as if he wanted to observe his reaction. It was unknown what he was thinking.

Zuo Zhong took back the hook that had been eaten by the fish and re-baited it, and replied nonchalantly: "Since he volunteered to go to the front line, he will not back down at the critical moment."

"Haha, Shen Zhong, there's no one around, so I won't call you by your alias."

Zheng Tingbing smiled first, then started talking about the past: "You officially joined the Secret Service in 1933. We have known each other for almost ten years. Time flies."

These words made Zuo Chong dazed for a moment. Yes, time flies so fast. It has been almost ten years since he came to this world.

While he was sighing, Zheng Tingbing suddenly asked a question: "Do you know what I am most dissatisfied with you for?"

"Oh? Old Zheng, go ahead and tell me. I'm all ears." Zuo Chong came back to his senses and glanced at Zheng Tingbing, his eyes full of curiosity.

Lao Zheng is well-known for his social skills, having harmonious relationships with all parties and rarely getting into conflicts with others. Why did he express his dissatisfaction with me to my face today?

Zheng Tingbing didn't let Zuo Zhong wait too long, and said quietly: "You are cruel to the enemy, which is a good thing, but you are also so cruel to your own people, which is not good."

Zuo Chong felt that this guy had something else to say, so he turned around and motioned for him to continue. Zheng Tingbing didn't beat around the bush and said what he had been holding in his heart.

"A few days ago, Xu Enzeng went to the secret base of the Central Bureau of Investigation in Shanghai. Afterwards, the Central Bureau of Investigation's undercover personnel appeared near a military station on the outskirts of the city, but the Japanese also set a trap here. The headquarters informed you of this situation. Am I right?"

Zheng Tingbing questioned, and then his expression became serious: "Shen Zhong, you knew that there was a problem with the military station, why didn't you remind Xu Enzeng? We are all working for the party and the country, and for the anti-Japanese war. This time, you have crossed the line!"

This old spy, who was born in Whampoa Military Academy and had been engaged in intelligence work since the 17th year of the Republic of China, finally showed his fangs at this moment.

Zuo Zhong was a little surprised. Old Zheng's hands were long enough. It was normal for the other party to find out the intelligence of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. Those who knew about the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics understood the confidentiality work of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. But it was abnormal for them to know that there was an ambush at the military station.

This incident shows that there is Zheng Tingbing's man in the Shanghai area, and his position is not low, otherwise that person would not be qualified to access this level of intelligence.

At the same time, he also knew why Zheng Tingbing lost to Li Qiwu in the end. The other party lacked ruthlessness and was more suitable to be a politician rather than a spy.

Having said that, the reason why Zheng Tingbing was able to have a good ending in the future was because he always left a way out for his colleagues and did not kill them all. Who doesn't like a friend who values ​​unity?

But this matter has nothing to do with Zuo Chong. According to later generations, Zuo Chong was a typical corrupt official. If he really couldn't do it, he would just run away. If I am not welcome here, I will go somewhere else. If I am not welcome anywhere, I will go to the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing that Zuo Zhong did not reply, Zheng Tingbing emphasized his tone again: "Shen Zhong, don't make the same mistake again. Immediately notify Xu Enzeng and have the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics withdraw. I will pretend that I don't know about this. How about that?"

Zuo Zhong checked his watch and raised his head with regret: "It's too late. According to the intelligence I received, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics had already started the operation three minutes ago."

Zheng Tingbing's face was gloomy, and his hand holding the fishing rod slowly tightened. His evaluation of Zuo Zhong quickly dropped. A person who does not know when to stop will not go far in his official career.

Three minutes ago, suburban military station.

Xu Enzeng took his eyes off his watch and waved to a group of plainclothes officers. The Central Bureau of Investigation agents, equipped with pistols, submachine guns, and rifles, set out from the assembly area and rushed towards the predetermined target. For this mission, Xu Enzeng made what he thought was perfect preparations, from weapons to personnel, from routes to action steps, he considered each item more than once.

According to his plan, the operatives will be divided into three groups. The first group will act as bait to attract the mobile forces of the military station, fighting and retreating to buy time for the second group of operatives, and the third group will be responsible for support.

Xu Enzeng also took into account that the Japanese might have been well prepared. Once the attack of the first batch of personnel was blocked, the second and third batches of personnel would abandon their mission and retreat along the predetermined route depending on the situation.

Therefore, the first batch has the least number of people, and even if the whole army is wiped out, it will not affect the overall situation. This is the same as the tactics of exchanging pieces in chess, which achieves the purpose of taking the lead, gaining momentum, entering the game, killing or gaining control of pieces through local retreat.

A general cannot be too soft-hearted. As long as the secret talks between Riyou can be disrupted, the necessary sacrifice is worth it.

A small spy walked up to Xu Enzeng and reported to him in a low voice: "Director, there are patrolmen from the concession nearby."

"Don't worry about it. The guy named Zuo has already handled it for us. Once the Judas threat theory comes out, the concession will definitely not stop our actions. Report back later if you continue to investigate!" Xu Enzeng continued to observe the operators and appeared quite calm.

He held up the telescope and saw the spies in the camera approaching the military station quickly as planned. The Japanese troops in the military station also reacted quickly and a fierce fighting broke out between the two sides.

After listening to the gunshots for a while, Xu Enzeng's brows relaxed slightly. The Japanese seemed to be not well prepared. Only one machine gun was firing, and the rest were mostly rifles.

The exchange of fire lasted less than two minutes when the first batch of Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics personnel began to fight and retreat. They looked extremely panicked, and some even lost their shoes. They looked as miserable as could be, and it did not look like they were acting at all.

As Xu Enzeng had expected, the Japanese army really chose to pursue the victory. Almost two teams of troops rushed out of the military station and caught up with the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics spies. The sound of gunfire slowly moved towards the distance.

"Alright! Send the signal and have the second group of brothers start the raid. I want to see the head of the Japanese negotiator within ten minutes."

Xu Enzeng clenched his fist and slammed his palm, then turned around and added, "Don't touch the Jews. Just take away the information they carry with them. Remember to take photos of them. We must flexibly use public opinion offensives."

Before leaving the mountain city, someone had given clear instructions not to offend the Jews completely. Xu Enzeng remembered this order firmly and strictly followed it.

As the messenger agent went away, the second group of Central Bureau of Investigation agents, led by their respective team leaders, used tactical moves to leap to the wall of the military station, took out several ladders that had been prepared long ago and placed them on the top of the wall.

If Zuo Chong were present, he would certainly be impressed that the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics operatives finally looked somewhat professional.

Although these people's clothes were in a mess, their actions were consistent and their coordination was tacit, and it was obvious that they had spent a lot of effort in training.

"Quick! Quick!"

A spy leader held the ladder with his right hand and waved his pistol with his left hand, ordering the young agents to speed up their climb over the wall, but he himself did not move.

The other leaders did the same, shouting orders loudly but refusing to climb the ladder. This made Xu Enzeng, who was watching the battle from the rear, so angry that he jumped up and cursed them as trash.

Just when Xu Enzeng wanted to send the third group of people in to supervise the battle, the gunfire in the military station suddenly became fierce, and even the unique dull sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun was heard. Several small spies sitting on the wall were beaten into pieces.

In the sunlight, blood dripped slowly from the top of the wall, dyeing the wall a dazzling red. Xu Enzeng's hand holding the telescope trembled slightly, and he knew that he had fallen into a trap again.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

Xu Enzeng's body shook and he shouted hoarsely, but more Japanese troops poured out from the military station and the surrounding areas, vaguely surrounding the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Riverside.

The white float sank suddenly to the bottom of the water. Zuo Zhong lifted it up with both hands. A salted fish weighing two or three pounds jumped out of the water and fell back into the water with a splash.

"The fish is hooked~"

Zuo Zhong muttered to himself as he held the fishing rod and moved it left and right, draining the energy of his prey.

After walking for a while, he seized the opportunity and exerted force again. The exhausted fish was pulled ashore, flapped its wings on the ground twice and then gave up resistance.

Zuo Zhong took the hook out of the fish's mouth and threw it into the fish basket. Then he sat back in his chair, looked straight ahead and spoke.

"Xu Enzeng has his own plans, so he must be prepared to pay the price. It's like doing business. If you want to make money, you have to take risks. It's impossible to have only benefits.

Of course, as a colleague, I will not watch Old Xu die. Chen Gongshu's people will pick him up and at least rescue him. As for the others, I am sorry that I can't do anything."

Xu Enzeng was the deputy director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. If he fell into the hands of the Japanese, it would be a trouble for Zuo Chong whether he was dead or alive.

Zheng Tingbing was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Zuo Zhong in surprise. He opened his mouth to say something, but finally shook his head and smiled bitterly.

On a dirt road on the outskirts of the city, Xu Enzeng, still in shock, lay in Chen Gongshu's car, breathing heavily. There were hundreds of people in the team when the Central Bureau of Investigation went there, but now there were only a few people left, and the rest were all left at the military station.

On the other side, Zuo Zhong was in a very good mood. He picked up the fishing rod again and said to Zheng Tingbing with a smile: "Another fish has been hooked. Old Zheng, it seems that Zuo was wrong. The bigger the wind and waves, the bigger the fish. It is easier to fish in muddy water."