cicada

Chapter 320 He

What happened next was as expected by Zuo Zhong. Mr. Cheap really deserved to be a genius in special work. It took only three days to find out the truth of the fire and find conclusive evidence of arson.

Zuo Zhong didn't say that a special job genius is a genius, but the evaluation of many bigwigs in the party and state.

Dai Chunfeng immediately arrested the relevant criminals. The bald head was extremely furious, and detained Wen Yi and Xu Shicheng, director of aviation, to prepare for a meeting.

Prior to this, when countless party, government and military officials saw him, they all respected him and greeted him with salutes. I don't know if Wen Yi could accept such a big gap, Zuo Zhong felt that it was probably too much.

But this has nothing to do with him. He has been busy with the Manchukuo spy case for the past few days, and he is used to staying at the scene. Being in the back of the town really makes him a little anxious.

Standing in the bell tower of the church near Ye Jinzhong's home, Zuo Zhong observed the movement of the target with a telescope. This kid Ye Jinzhong ran to Vanessa's house again.

"This guy has a good taste. He runs to other people's houses in broad daylight. If Wang Deyong comes back, the scene will be lively." Zuo Zhong laughed.

Wu Chunyang, who was next to him, didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement: "Would you like to inform Wang Deyong that the target will be controlled in the name of disrupting social order then."

This is indeed a good way, provided that Wang Deyong and Vanessa have no problems, but this cannot be confirmed now, and their suspicion cannot be ruled out.

Zuo Zhong shook his head: "Forget it, has the Telecommunications Department discovered in the past two days that their new electronic detection equipment is the latest technology, and it is not easy to manufacture.

If it weren't for the good relationship between Wei Daming and me, the test machine could not be borrowed yet, and the target would have passed on the information if the Mole of the Admiralty took over. "

Wu Chunyang also agrees with this point, these days the target is under their surveillance, he has no chance to send the information away through letters, phone calls and dead mailboxes.

The only possibility is radio.

"But the strange thing is that the telecommunications department didn't find anything. There are no unknown radio stations near the target's residence or power plant." Wu Chunyang looked puzzled.

Information is only valuable when it goes where it is supposed to go. Ye Jinzhong received the information but did not pass it on. This is abnormal, and information cannot be born.

After hearing him finish speaking, Zuo Zhong patted the fence of the clock tower: "There are two explanations for this matter, either he hasn't passed it on yet, or he doesn't want to pass it on at all."

"Don't want to pass it on?"

Wu Chunyang thought about the target's performance, and understood a little bit. With this lazy and slippery work attitude, he might be fooled when facing the Kwantung Army.

He said helplessly: "I would rather meet an opponent like the Butterfly team than face such a lazy guy. It will be difficult for us to find effective clues."

The secret agents of the intelligence department are very professional, but the target does not contact other people. Even if they have great skills, it is useless. This is really lazy.

"Hehe, who said there are no clues?"

Zuo Zhong said slowly: "Chunyang, do you think the Kwantung Army are good men and women? Why can they tolerate Ye Jinzhong's lazy behavior? Don't they have military rules and discipline?"

Wu Chunyang frowned. Of course, the Kwantung Army is not a good person. The military regulations are absolutely strict. The intelligence personnel in front of them will definitely be severely punished.

And this kind of punishment often has only one result, which is death, because once the intelligence personnel are punished, they will have a rebellious psychology and surrender to the enemy, and the consequences will be very serious.

So why don't the Japanese do it?

Wu Chunyang hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly: "Could it be that the information he sent back in the past is of higher value, and the Japanese can only tolerate him temporarily."

He thought of this possibility. In fact, there are many such intelligence agents. They usually look very ordinary, but they can always find important information at critical moments.

"Just relying on his work attitude?"

Zuo Zhong shook his head and smiled: "Do you think this is possible? I even suspect that the Mole of the Admiralty is not an off-line developed by him, but given to him by the Japanese.

He is like a human flesh mailbox, a human flesh mailbox with very good treatment, the Japanese don't mind at all when he passes the information back. "

Wu Chunyang was silent, spending so much effort to raise this trash, what on earth are the Japanese planning to do, it can't be that Ye Jinzhong is actually a Manchukuo royal family.

But even if Ye Jinzhong is a relative of the emperor of Manchukuo, so what, he is just a slave, and the Kwantung Army will never indulge him because of this.

Zuo Zhong continued: "When I tracked the target on the first day, I realized a problem. Ye Jinzhong's occupation does not allow direct access to intelligence, and the tasks he performs should be very safe.

It's just a pawn destined to be sacrificed. To ensure his safety, it's enough to let him go dormant temporarily. Why arrange for Jinling Power Plant? There's no need to spend money or use internal connections, right? "

Wu Chunyang nodded when he heard the question. It is indeed the case. It is not logical. It is not surprising that such conditions are given to Japanese intelligence personnel. It is a waste of resources to give Ye Jinzhong such a thing.

"Counting in his work attitude, it's even more strange."

Zuo Zhong turned around and looked at Ye Jinzhong's residence, and said with a sneer, "Doing so many things for a cannon fodder, and at the same time not caring about his work attitude at all, when did the Japanese become so talkative?"

Wu Chunyang felt that his head was getting more and more confused, a cover identity that required a lot of effort to operate, a low-risk intelligence mission, and a very unprofessional cannon fodder and puppet spy.

This should not happen to the same person.

Seeing that the subordinate he admired the most was so confused, Zuo Zhong said slowly: "So, is it true that the Puppet Manchukuo agents came to Jinling to carry out a suicide mission? Even if they were, is there any other secret?"

Although Zuo Zhong was suspicious, Wu Chunyang knew in his heart that there was, otherwise he would not be able to explain these contradictory information, and there are no coincidences in intelligence work.

The question is what is the secret, and what role do the Puppet Manchukuo agents have besides acting as scapegoats? It requires the Japanese to arrange all this painstakingly.

He thought for a long time, and finally said with a wry smile: "Chief, I really can't figure it out. Now my mind is like a mess, and I have no idea at all."

"Haha, you."

Seeing him like this, Zuo Zhong pointed at him with a smile and said, "If we encounter a problem and can't find a solution, then go back to the beginning and try to break out of the established rut."

Inherent stereotype?
When Wu Chunyang heard this reminder, he fell into deep thought again. It was Miyamoto who first revealed the intelligence of the Puppet Manchurian agents to the section chief. Will there be any problems with this matter?

Miyamoto was forced to commit suicide by Japanese officials. He probably wouldn't cover up for the Japanese and use false information to mislead the Secret Service, unless it was all a bitter plan.

This is unlikely.

The case of Miyamoto's disappearance is too big. It doesn't cost that much to mislead the Secret Service. It is not cost-effective in terms of cost. This is a loss-making business.

Whether it is a war between countries or an intelligence war, the cost must be considered. Whether a thing can be done, in the final analysis, is it worth it.

Since what Miyamoto said is true, there is only another possibility left, what would happen if Miyamoto did not disclose the intelligence of the Puppet Manchurian spies.

Wu Chunyang caught a glimmer of inspiration.

If the Secret Service didn't know about the Puppet Manchukuo spies, could the Puppet Manchukuo spies cause trouble in the auditorium of the Nationalist Government? Perhaps, but there is little hope.

From Ye Jinzhong's performance, we know that the training level of this group of people is just that, at best they are low-level intelligence personnel who have undergone short-term training.

Or intelligence fans.

If you want to use these people to attack the national government, unless the guards at the gate are all blind, deaf and foolish, this kind of death behavior can't even be called a suicide attack.

If you want to talk about a suicide attack, there must be an attack first. An attack refers to an attack on an important or a large number of targets. The death of a few key soldiers is definitely not an attack.

At least in intelligence warfare.

Moreover, doing so would not do any good to the Japanese except to anger the top and bottom of the national government, and it would not be worth it if measured by input and output.

Wu Chunyang frowned after thinking about it, so in the end, the Japanese spent a lot of money to raise a group of worthless waste that was doomed to die.

At most, he would die a little worse.

"Why, don't you understand?"

At this moment, Zuo Zhong suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's not yet time to solve the mystery, since he wants to play, we'll accompany you."

he?
Wu Chunyang was even more confused. Who was the section chief referring to, Doihara or someone else, and what was the other party playing with them now.

He was a little curious, but he didn't ask, because the section chief said it was not the right time, and if he wanted to be a qualified subordinate, he had to keep his mouth shut first.

Know what to ask and what not to ask, especially in the Secret Service, a department full of secrets, people who are too curious have no future.

So he replied calmly: "I know the section chief. Anyway, no matter what conspiracy the Japanese have, they must rely on Ye Jinzhong to carry it out. Keeping an eye on him can't be wrong."

Not necessarily.

Zuo Zhong glanced at him, and said something else: "Apart from Ye Jinzhong, are there any other suspicious characters appearing? Today is already the fourth day of June."

"There are some people who look suspicious, but they have been ruled out after investigation. Perhaps other Puppet Manchukuo agents don't care about this matter." Wu Chunyang said.

It's a pity, in order to convince these newspapers in Jinling, the intelligence department spent a lot of money and bullets, and only caught one Ye Jinzhong, which is too wasteful.

Zuo Zhong felt that he could write a manuscript praising one place, so that the gang of famous journalists could praise him well, so that Doihara wouldn't hold onto him.

If he wanted to kill, kidnap, or sabotage, he could go to one place. If necessary, the Secret Service would be more than happy to help.

"Section chief, section chief, the crystal station has discovered the situation."

"Report, Jushi Street has also discovered the situation."

While Zuo Zhong was thinking about how to give Xu Enzeng a like, two little spies climbed up the clock tower one after another, reported the latest situation, and someone else took the bait.

"Okay, three fish are enough for a feast."

Zuo Zhong looked at Wu Chunyang: "I really come here whatever I want, I'll watch here, and you immediately lead someone to investigate the new suspicious person."

"Yes."

Wu Chunyang waved and rushed down with two little spies.

　Black children are desperately doing their homework [picture], working hard!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)