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Chapter 76

The enthusiastic person just now is called Ji Jiafu, or he can also be called Kawada Taizhi, a member of the special work team of the Shanghai Consulate, who was ordered to lurk in Jinling, code-named Pisces.

His cover identity is a writer, and he occasionally writes reviews for several newspapers. After lurking for several years, he is considered a minor celebrity in the cultural circle of Jinling City.

Yasushi Kawada's task is to understand and influence the thoughts of Chinese literati, and he does not have a specific target of infiltration or rebellion. This task is the easiest and safest.

Originally, he thought he would just dormant like this until the imperial army occupied the place or he evacuated, until the nature of his mission changed a few months ago.

The special task force established an intelligence team with him as the team leader. Apart from him, there were seven other members in the intelligence team. These people had been lurking in various departments of the Nationalist government a long time ago.

The special working class unified these scattered agents. In order to increase work efficiency and expand intelligence sources, it was decided to establish a formal intelligence team.

The positions of these people are relatively low, but their positions are very critical. They can continuously obtain internal information from the Nationalist Government, and then Kawada Yasushi sends it to the special work team.

Kawada Yasushi knew that many people had been arrested in the special high school, and that operating the radio station was very dangerous and could easily be targeted by Chinese intelligence agencies, so he, who was already very cautious, was even more careful.

Reducing unnecessary social interactions, improving background information, increasing security measures when connecting, making preparations for sending and receiving telegrams, and hiding equipment and weapons are all things he has to consider.

The mission was carried out very smoothly. Yasushi Kawada sent a lot of valuable information. Although the Chinese intelligence agency obstructed him during the period, it did not cause him any trouble.

Yasushi Kawada thought he was very lucky. China is a country with backward radio technology, and the means of Chinese intelligence agencies are also very clumsy. If he communicated so recklessly in Tokyo, he would have been arrested long ago.

But more than ten days ago, the situation changed. The Chinese police station began to register the permanent population. Even though the reason was normal, Yasushi Kawada still felt the danger.

The National Government's previous three population registrations were very perfunctory, but this time not only photos were taken, but fingerprints were also collected. It was very rigorous and meticulous, much like the means of an intelligence agency.

To be on the safe side, Kawada Yasushi immediately reported to Shanghai, stopped sending reports, cut off contact with the offline, and waited and watched.He accepted the population registration obediently, and carefully observed the police who registered at the door. It turned out that everything was normal. They were all old-faced patrolmen on the street. He had seen many times in the neighborhood.

While relaxing, Kawada Yasushi lamented that the progress of the Chinese people is getting bigger and bigger. With such a detailed population registration, it is impossible for unknown people to hide. Fortunately, his background information is perfect.

When the crisis was resolved, Yasushi Kawada resumed the work of the radio station and continued to send information to the special work squad, ranging from the situation of department personnel to the planned expenditure. Have absolute confidence.

Just now he was sorting out the information to be sent at night, when he heard the old man at the door arguing with the patrol, he persuaded the old man to leave for the sake of safety, otherwise it would be bad to attract people from the police station.

"It's really an ignorant and corrupt country." Kawada Yasushi said to himself, and glanced at his watch.

When it was time to send the report, Yasushi Kawada carefully took out the radio from the hidden compartment, turned on the electric stove, checked the battery and the flashlight, and confirmed that everything was normal, then he turned on the radio to establish contact with Shanghai. Flashing quickly, Yasushi Kawada put on his earphones, ready to send a secret message, but at this moment the lights in the room suddenly went out.

"power cut?"

Yasushi Kawada was startled. Is the power cut off in the Chinese section again? He thought for a while and decided to continue sending the report. Anyway, there is a battery, and it is easy to expose his area if he stops now.

A piece of information was sent out. Kawada Yasushi, who had a relaxed face before, slowly became anxious. There was too much information to report today, and he was worried about whether the battery power would be sufficient.

Fortunately, when the communication lights started to flicker and the sound of the electric keys became weak, all the information was sent out. After packing up the equipment and hiding the radio, Yasushi Kawada walked out of the yard.

At this time, the alley was full of residents who came out to chat because of the power outage. A few old men were there to encourage everyone to go to the electricity bureau to make trouble. Unfortunately, very few people agreed, and even some sneered and said: "How many of you can eat enough for the whole family? Hungry, but we still have to support our family."

Many people here are government employees, and they will lose their jobs if they go to trouble, so the direction of discussion has become that they will stop for a few hours.

Someone said reservedly: "The time will definitely not be long. After all, this place is close to various government offices. We people can be regarded as eating from the official family. Unlike ordinary people, the Electricity Bureau will consider it."

Yasushi Kawada also stepped forward to express a few opinions, neither divorced from the public nor attracted attention, just like what he usually does.

It's a pity that the guess was wrong. The electricity didn't come until late at night, and the residents went home without interest. Kawada Yasushi took advantage of the situation and left quietly.

The electricity came early the next morning, and the first thing Kawada Yasushi did was to take out the radio and charge the battery. If there was no battery yesterday, it would have been troublesome, and communication must be guaranteed.

For the next ten days, the power supply in Wenchang Lane was very unstable, and the power would cut off every now and then. This would at best be troublesome for others, but fatal for Yasushi Kawada.

Every time he sent a telegram with fear, not because he was afraid of being caught, but because he was afraid that the battery would suddenly run out of power and the information would not be sent.

Yasushi Kawada was sure that it was done by the Chinese intelligence agency, because as long as he turned on the radio, the power would be cut off, but what's the point of this? Don't they know that there is such a thing as a battery?
Kawada Yasushi pondered for a long time and came to a conclusion that the Chinese intelligence agency was disgusting him, which made him a little bit dumbfounded, it was too amateurish.

But he didn't know that such scenes happened in many streets and alleys in Jinling City besides Wenchang Lane. At the same time, there were frequent patrols there, and the siege network was slowly tightening.

It has been a month since Zuo Zhong received the spy radio case, and the intelligence department still found nothing. The Secret Service said everything, some said that Zuo Zhong had relied on luck before, and some said that Zuo Zhong had lost his talents.

This made He Yijun very angry, and even ran to quarrel with people a few times, Zuo Zhong was moved and found it a little funny, so he comforted her a few words.

Zuo Chong said with a smile: "These people are just like this, why do you have the same knowledge as them."

At this moment, Gu Qi knocked on the door and came in, looking excited, holding a document in his hand.

He excitedly said to Zuo Zhong: "Section Chief, we have found the person with suspicious power consumption!"

"Oh!" Zuo Zhong sat up straight: "How many, where are they, and what are their names?"

Gu Qi was embarrassed: "Just one named Ji Jiafu, a writer who lives in Wenchang Lane."

Zuo Zhong thought he could catch all three radio stations in one go, but he ended up with only one person, but it was still rewarding, at least enough for Lao Dai to deal with Director Chen. It seems that he still has to work hard.

Zuo Zhong took over Ji Jiafu's information and looked at it. The details were clear and perfect, and his performance was normal. If it wasn't for the power consumption leak, it would be really hard to find out.

"Forget about the power outage, it's meaningless, the other two radio stations must have a way to replenish power, first monitor this guy closely!" Zuo Zhong decided.

The intelligence department retracted its fists, and everyone focused on Ji Jiafu. Zuo Zhong knew exactly when he got up, when he ate, and when he went to bed.

What food he likes to eat, what kind of woman he likes, what books he likes to read, his habit of choosing words and making sentences, etc., are all the contents of the investigation.

As soon as he goes out, at least 1 veteran trackers follow him. Cars, bicycles, and rickshaws take turns to ensure that he does not lose a minute of his whereabouts.

Soon, information from various sources was collected, and Zuo Zhong saw a living Ji Jiafu from these materials.

Apart from writing at home, Ji Jiafu seldom goes out at other times. Every day, the Eight Immortals Building at the entrance of Wenchang Alley will deliver food to his home. He likes to eat all kinds of fish.

This person has a lot of friends, but they are all casual acquaintances, and he seems to be avoiding something on purpose. As for female friends, he has no female friends. Jinling literary circles privately feel that he is as good as Long Yang.

His works and editorials, the political part, tends to be neutral, but after careful reading, there are many criticisms and ridicules against the Guodang, but this is normal. Which serious writer does not criticize the Guodang nowadays.

When Ji Jiafu went out, he either went to buy stationery, or went to the publishing house and newspaper office to collect his salary. The amount was quite considerable, at least much higher than the salary of Captain Zuo Zhong.

The only suspicious thing is that he would go to Xuanwu Lake for a long time every afternoon, and it was not like taking a walk, because he would just sit there for a long time after walking for a while.

It's even worse to talk about joints, because he didn't have any verbal, physical, or eye contact with anyone, and he just sat there quietly looking at the lake.

Summarizing all the information, Ji Jiafu is a quiet, low-key and introverted literati. Except for the occasional fluctuations in his home's electricity consumption, there is no doubt about it.

Zuo Zhong raised his hand to check the time, and said to Gu Qi: "Let's go, let's see what the great writer is doing in Xuanwu Lake."

With Gu Qi and He Yijun, Zuo Zhong arrived at the observation point of the intelligence department. This is a small building facing Xuanwu Lake, and you can clearly see the pedestrians coming and going by the lake.

At this time, Ji Jiafu was sitting on a stone bench by the lake, with his hands on his lap, looking at the lake in the distance naturally, without any other movements, and the pedestrians nearby were far away from him.

After a while he got up and left, and continued to stroll around, Zuo Zhong checked his watch, the guy stayed there for almost 5 minutes.

Not long after, Ji Jiafu leaned against a rock again, and Zuo Zhong picked up the binoculars at the side to observe carefully. The other party didn't look at anything in particular, and he didn't look for anything in his hands. Everything was normal until he left.

Then he repeated this behavior several times, and finally got in a rickshaw and went home directly, leaving everyone in the intelligence department bewildered.

"Section Chief, what do you think this kid is doing? Is he really looking for inspiration?" Gui Youguang scratched his bald head, he really didn't see any problem.

Zuo Zhong sneered: "Looking for inspiration? I only know that he stayed seven times, each time for about 5 minutes, and according to your records, he came like this every day. Is there such a coincidence?"

(End of this chapter)