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Chapter 590 Hand over the telegram
Compared with Xu Enzeng's suspicion and Ikuta Takashi's anger, Kuang Fu'an seemed much calmer. After listening to Zuo Zhong's explanation, he thought about whether he could do something for the nation's anti-Japanese cause.

The Japanese ran rampant in Xiaoliuqiu, North China, and Northeast China. They burned, killed, looted, and committed countless crimes. How could their foreign ministers make so-called friendly remarks toward China?

Zuo Zhong mentioned the telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which he had also seen before. The Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs asked the Shanghai Consulate to identify traitors that could be used after the conversation was made public.

If this news can be passed on to the top officials of the government through the channel of the Secret Service, it may make those high-level members of the Guo Party who only know that they must first settle down in order to fight against the outside world realize the reality and stop fighting in the same room.

Even if this possibility is very small.

But it's worth a try.

Kuang Fu'an looked at the troubled Xu Enzeng, and pretended to be impatient and asked: "Director Xu, in my opinion, as long as the Secret Service does not keep the intelligence of the British, this request can be satisfied.

We must send the prisoner to the general patrol room as soon as possible to ensure safety. In addition, this is your internal matter. If you want to send it, let your staff do it. I can't let my men take risks. "

Xu Enzeng thought about it for a while, and felt that this was indeed the case. The intelligence work on Japan was the responsibility of the Secret Service, and had nothing to do with the Secret Service Headquarters. Even if he took the secret document, it would be useless.

Rather than offending the insidious and sinister Zuo Zhong, who is always vengeful, it is better to hand it over as a favor. After thinking about this, he nodded slightly to Kuang Fu'an, expressing his agreement with the other party's proposal.

Then he randomly appointed a small spy to hand over the information, but before sending it over, Xu Enzeng wrote down the content and prepared to report it to Jinling in advance, so he could be a helper no matter what.

Kuang Fu'an watched coldly, and had no intention of blocking it. For the underground party, the only thing they could do was to spread the news. As for which intelligence agency it passed through, it didn't matter at all.

Anyway, both the Secret Service and the Secret Service Headquarters are enemies. He is not interested in the dog-eat-dog fight among the Guo party.

And the unlucky guy who was selected by Xu Enzeng walked into the darkness fearfully with the document in hand, stumbled all the way to see Zuo Zhong, then straightened up and saluted and said loudly.

"Commander Left, here are the documents."

"Photograph."

After uttering two words, Zuo Chong fell silent. In his capacity, there was no need to greet a small secret agent. That would only make him appear to have ghosts in his heart. He should do what he usually does.

He knew Xu Enzeng too well. He had been tricked by him so many times, and now he was afraid that he would be like an enemy.

"Crack, click."

Wu Chunyang on the side heard the words and took out the camera, quickly turned the winding lever, pointed at the document and pressed the shutter under the illumination of the flashlight, and was very careful not to damage the fingerprints on it during the process.

The most important thing in solving a case is the presence of witnesses and physical evidence. People in the patrol room cannot be regarded as fools. If all the physical evidence has no trace of Ikuta Takaki, they are likely to find the problem.

"Filmed."

Wu Chunyang quickly finished filming the document, raised his head and said something, Zuo Zhong waved his hand and asked the little spy to leave with the document.

Seeing the signal, the little spy ran back as if he had been pardoned. Under the watchful eyes of so many big figures from the two places, this one almost peed on his pants, half of it to be precise.

Seeing the back of this person leaving in embarrassment, Zuo Zhong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and nodded to Gu Qi: "Tell the brothers to get out of the way, and let the police in the concession and the bastards from the Secret Service Headquarters leave.

By the way, I would like to inform everyone to disperse and evacuate. It has been so long since the gunfire, the police and patrols nearby, even if they are a group of pigs, should have reacted to this. Today, this matter should be kept as secret as possible.

At least keep it a secret, otherwise it is not in line with our usual style, Xu Enzeng will definitely be a ghost, and if this guy says something to the patrol room, it may destroy the plan. "

"Okay, deputy director."

Gu Qi bowed his head respectfully, turned around to carry out the order, the spies either walked or took a car, and disappeared in the complicated alleys in a short time, and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The dog spies finally left.

Terrified.

People who live on Beichuan Provincial Road have long been accustomed to the fighting between gangs and gangs, between the Guo Party and the underground party, and between the underground party and the Guo Party. They understand that if they want to live long, they must learn to pretend to be confused.

The moment the gunshot rang out, they closed the doors and windows skillfully, covered their ears tightly, and made up their minds that no matter who came to ask, they would not see or hear anything.

At this time, the lonely night sky suddenly drifted with bits and pieces of snowflakes, but it was a pity that the ground and clothes immediately turned into water, and then the wind howled, violently slapping the snow on the face of the person.

"It's snowing again."

Zuo Zhong looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and after a long time he said faintly: "The weather in Shanghai is very unpredictable, Chunyang, take someone with you, if the escort convoy encounters troubles, help them out.

Make sure that Takashi Ikuta survives to the patrol room. After all, he is a diplomatic and intelligence officer with a job and must have a lot of secrets. The Japanese may choose to silence or rob people if they know the news.

We have prepared so much information for the British, and we must let them fight against the little devils. The witness is the key, and there must be no mistakes. It is up to you to decide what to do. "

"Yes, Deputy Director."

Wu Chunyang nodded slightly, and left the scene with seven or eight people. As long as they are not facing the attack of the regular army, so many armed spies are enough to resist for a while and cover the retreat of the patrol room.

After he left, a big bald head sneaked up and asked for instructions in a low voice: "Deputy Director, it's almost time, let's withdraw. I have to continue digging when I go back."

"Silence."

Zuo Zhong raised his hand to stop the following words, and glanced at Yu Xingle, Song Minghao, and Wu Jingzhong who consciously walked away: "Don't tell anyone about that matter, Gui Youguang, if there is a problem, you are the only one to ask.

Also, I asked you to find the American arms dealer Kenny with the artificial leg. Have you found it? Hurry up and buy more dangerous goods. If you have the latest monitoring equipment from the Germans, get them as well. "

(Prosthetic leg Kenny is from Section 542)
"Understood, promise to complete the task."

Gui Youguang drooped his head, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Deputy Director, No. 76 is the private residence of President Chen of the Military Senate in Shanghai, it won't be troublesome if you do this, he is a big shot.

Even if it is for monitoring, just send someone in to install the equipment, why dig a permanent tunnel, my brothers and I are almost like rats these days, why don't you let Lao Gu take care of this. "

The bald man's expression was somewhat complaining, because he had been digging underground for a long time without seeing the sun, his dark face turned out to be much paler and tenderer, this was indeed a kind of torture for Gui Youguang.

After hearing this, Zuo Zhong walked towards the car, and said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense, these are not things you think about, you just need to dig the tunnel well, and I will take care of other issues.

Remember to stop when you reach the foundation No. 76. Don’t damage the original structure of the house. You must do a good job of reinforcement. The soil in Shanghai is soft and has a high water content, which is easy to cause leakage and landslides. "

He got into the car while talking, and Gui Youguang sat in the driver's seat as a guest driver, started the car and drove towards Jisfeier Road, Yu Xingle and others quickly followed.

Looking at the increasing snowstorm outside the window, Zuo focused on a cigarette and thought quietly. In 1935, there were only two years before Japan officially launched a full-scale war of aggression. It was time to make some preparations.

Digging tunnels under No. 76, storing dangerous goods and installing monitoring equipment are just a few of them. The Secret Service has more work to do, such as establishing an independent safe house and intelligence network.

East China is in the Ming Dynasty, and every move is under the watchful eyes of others. It is difficult to keep [-]% confidential. It may not have much impact at this point in time, but it is very fatal during wartime.

In particular, the safe house that guarantees the safety of our own operators can provide hiding places, daily necessities, and weapons and equipment for the operators to complete their tasks when necessary.

Once discovered by the enemy, not only the hidden intelligence personnel will be in danger, but also the valuable materials placed in the safe house will be confiscated. The location provided by the East China District can only be the last option.

At this moment, the car drove across the Yokohama Bridge, Zuo Zhong focused his attention on the densely populated residential areas on both sides of the river, and decided to apply to Dai Chunfeng for a sum of money to secretly purchase some houses here as safe houses.

First of all, the safe house cannot be selected in the sparsely populated wilderness, it must be in a densely populated area, and then the appearance should be low-key, consistent with the color, style, and size of the surrounding buildings.

The ideal state is to integrate with the surrounding buildings. Except for some special tasks that require luxurious residences, try to use residential buildings for renovation to increase the workload of enemy screening.

Then the price should be cheap. Due to the prolonged use time, the risk of exposure will increase. Therefore, safe houses are usually disposable, and there is no need to spend a lot of money to buy expensive high-end real estate.

From these two aspects, Beichuan Provincial Road is indeed a very suitable place, and it will definitely be used in future wars against Japan. Zuo Zhong rolled up the window and threw the cigarette butt out, and the flames flashed by.

As for the general patrol house several kilometers away, the first thing Kuang Fuan did after getting off the car was to close the door, send someone to guard the staff of the Secret Service Headquarters, and ran towards John Kaiziwei's office by himself.

There are very few people in Shanghai who can make decisions about espionage cases related to the Far East Fleet and the royal family, and the Kaiziwei brothers are obviously among them. Everyone knows what the special department of the police department does.

"Beep, beep."

Kuang Fuan arrived at the door of the office, knocked on the door a few times, and broke in, interrupting the intimate communication between John Kaiziwei and the female secretary. Before the other party got angry, he reported without looking away.

"Report, we successfully captured the poacher Takashi Ikuta, and seized a batch of secret documents in the suspicious house where he stayed, including information on the British fleet stationed in the Far East and the royal family."

(End of this chapter)