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Chapter 852
Shanghai Zhabei.

This piece of land that originally belonged to the Chinese world and is now under the control of the Japanese is still prosperous, with constant hawking, pedestrians and vehicles coming and going, everything is no different from the period when the government ruled.

Only the Japanese patrols that can be seen everywhere on the streets and the rampant ronin tell the surrounding Chinese that they have become subjugated slaves.

As the sky gradually darkened and many citizens returned home from get off work, the streets became more and more crowded. Those who sold food, foreign cigarettes, and newspapers quickly occupied favorable positions and started their businesses.

At this moment, a black car stopped suddenly on the side of the road, and the sharp sound of the brakes startled everyone. A few traitors in suits and top hats, who were extorting traders, ran to The side of the car wants to rip off.

The merchants who were blackmailed by them raised a schadenfreude sneer, ready to wait and see the good show, these traitors dared to make money without even asking where it was.

"Little Chi, you..."

"Clap~"

As soon as the leading traitor breathed out the fragrance, he was slapped by the people in the car. The other traitors cursed and wanted to draw their guns, but when they saw the driver's appearance, their expressions immediately became flattering.

The leader even covered his cheeks with one hand, took off his hat with the other and nodded and bowed: "So it's you, let me just say, who has such strong hands, it's so small that they can't open their eyes, please forgive me."

The driver squinted his eyes and stared at this person for a while, then took out his wallet from his pocket, took out seven or eight banknotes one by one, and threw them on the other person's face and said.

"Go away, don't let me see you here again, or be careful that my guns don't have eyes, and the agents of the Xiadang and Guodang are extremely rampant recently, so let me go out to catch the wind."

After speaking, he turned around and left, not afraid of these traitors who were rampant in Shanghai.

"understand."

"Thank you sir~"

"Go slowly~"

The traitors didn't mind being slapped in the face at all, flattered the driver shamelessly, sent the driver to an old-fashioned residential building, and then counted the money and left happily.

The people watching the theater looked at this scene with contempt, and looked at the building with complicated expressions, and shook their heads helplessly. That man is a good man. If it weren't for him, the Chinese people nearby would have suffered more. It's a pity...

This world, alas!
The driver, who didn't know that he had been labeled as a good person, climbed up to the top floor of the residential building in one breath, walked quickly to a room and looked down at the keyhole of the Spring lock.

After confirming that the direction of the keyhole was the same as when he left in the morning, he opened the door and entered the room and closed the door with his backhand. Then he closed his eyes and leaned against the door panel and took a deep breath.

In the distance, street lamps and moonlight shone through the glass into the dark room, and the driver could vaguely see a painful expression on his face, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable, Muyu?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the darkness. The driver suddenly opened his eyes and rolled over to the cabinet in the living room, took the pistol from his waist and pointed it in the direction of the voice.

"You shouldn't use military evasion actions. You're background is a gangster who wandered around the rivers and lakes, not a soldier who has undergone strict military training. If I were Japanese, you would already be dead."

The person in the dark said something again, and turned on the floor lamp in the corner with a snap, and the room suddenly became brighter. Zuo Chong, who was supposed to be in Changcheng, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

The Jiangcheng spy organization was wiped out. All the spies and moles, including Guo Bin, were shot three days ago to appease the public anger. He embarked on a new journey before he had time to rest.

Under the light, Zuo Zhong stood up and came to the window. Hearing the noisy voices below, he stretched out his hand and closed the curtain halfway, pointing out the two low-level mistakes made by the other party again.

"Why don't you turn on the light immediately when you enter the door? Is this what the special training class and Wu Chunyang taught you? If someone is watching outside today, this unusual move will kill you!
Also, how I told you before, the more security marks you have in your residence, the better. The more and more complex your marks are, the greater the chance of the enemy missing them. Do you understand? "

His tone was extremely severe, but he was worried about the mental state of the other party in his heart. He secretly rejoiced that this trip was really the right one, because a mature agent would not cry.

The inability to control emotions does not matter to ordinary people, but it is a fatal flaw to intelligence officers. If they can't even control themselves, how can they carry out dangerous tasks.

As the only mole that the Secret Service broke into the traitor group in Shanghai, Muyu must not have any accidents. This is related to the success or failure of the intelligence work in the next few years, so it must not be careless.

"Deputy Director, I miss you."

Besides, when the driver saw Zuo Zhong, he choked up and said something, crying like a child. In fact, he was indeed a child, but he had an extremely heavy task on his shoulders.

Zuo Zhong walked up to him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his face softened slightly: "You are all young men, why are you still crying, Tong Suo, you must never forget what I said.

Lurking in the heart of the Japanese, if you say a wrong word or do a wrong thing, you will pay the price of your own life and the lives of your comrades. I don’t want to see your death in the newspaper one day.

Remember today's lesson, the enemy is very cunning, every minute, every second you have to be vigilant, in case of difficulties, contact the impermanence team to report in time, don't hold on. "

For the intelligence personnel who are drifting abroad, reminders are necessary, and care is also necessary. They cannot be released like the Japanese did to Guo Bin, and they will be ignored. This will cause big problems.

In particular, the other party has been hungry and full with pickpocketing gangs since he was a child, and lacks a sense of security. After joining the Secret Service, he finally has a "home". Now he is sent to an unfamiliar environment and his mentality is very easy to lose control.

Tongsuo, code-named Muyu, heard this, wiped his tears with his sleeve and nodded: "I know the deputy director, do you have a mission in Shanghai, do you need my help.

Don't worry, I'm Ji Yunqing's personal attendant now. This old traitor has a bit of face with the Japanese, and ordinary military police and Japanese soldiers are quite polite to me. "

Zuo Chong smiled and didn't answer. It's just like doing information. Keeping secrets has nothing to do with trust. It's just a professional habit, and sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

He motioned for the other party to sit down and talk, and after the two sat down, they asked about Tongsuo's potential progress around Ji Yunqing, as well as the cooperation between the Shanghai Cao Gang and the Japanese.

Although the No. 76 in history was established in 1939 and has not yet been established, did the traitors stop doing things for the Japanese before that? Of course, this is impossible.

Vanity Fair in Shanghai has never lacked "smart people" who can adapt to the situation. Before the war, there were people who were loyal to the Japanese, let alone after the Japanese occupied Shanghai.

Hearing Zuo Zhong's question, Tongsuo gritted his teeth and replied, "Because I saw with my own eyes that I killed those vicious guards at Tiger Bridge, Ji Yunqing trusted me and told me a lot of secrets.

According to him, there are currently three different attitudes towards the Japanese among the big bosses of the Shanghai Cao Gang. Some choose to be neutral, such as Boss Huang, and some choose to be hypocritical, and Boss Du is one of them.

The rest of the scum, such as Ji Yunqing and Boss Zhang, chose to serve the Japanese with all their strength, scouting for news, and assisting the Japanese Gendarmerie in arresting patriots.
There are four types of targets they target, the first is the underground party and journalists; the second is the Guo party agents; the third is the concession administrators;

Some time ago, an important member of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service Headquarters was recognized by Ji Yunqing's apprentice. This group of traitors followed the clues and arrested dozens of people. I also participated in the operation according to Ji's order. "

When this incident was mentioned, his expression darkened, his breathing became short of breath, and his hand on the armrest clenched into a fist, obviously thinking of something unacceptable.

Zuo Zhong paused for a moment, looked at the other party and asked lightly: "Have you submitted the certificate?"

Vote certificate.

A method used by marginalized groups in ancient times to strengthen group cohesion and express loyalty to individuals and organizations has strong personal attachment and anti-social characteristics, and most of them are illegal acts.

After being captured alive once, Ji Yunqing's character must be more suspicious, which can be described as the shadow of a snake with a bow and a bow. He must be cautious about the screening of his subordinates, and it is impossible not to hand over his name.

So is there any way to test whether a person is loyal? Of course, it is to personally kill people from the opposing camp. In Shanghai at this time, members of the Guo Party and the underground party are the best targets.

This is a common method used by the intelligence community. The first thing any force does after instigating enemy intelligence personnel is to completely cut off the traitor's escape route. The Secret Service has done this before.

Before arranging Tongsuo to lurk, Zuo Zhong had already thought of this, and told Tongsuo that, depending on the other party's reaction, the psychological impact caused by this incident was more serious than he imagined.

Tongsuo was silent for a long time, slowly raised his head and his eyes were full of pleading: "Deputy Director, can I withdraw, I don't want to become an executioner, I don't want to lay hands on my compatriots.

Do you know that in front of a child, I killed his mother with my own hands. The other party was the chief of the General Affairs Section of the Secret Service Headquarters, and he did not confess a word in the face of cruel torture.

She is a hero, but I... want to kill her with my own hands. The moment I pulled the trigger, I really wanted to turn around and kill Ji Yunqing, and then kill myself, but I could only shoot because of the mission. "

After talking about the process of submitting the certificate, he bit his lip hard to suppress his sadness and anger, and soon his lip was bitten, and blood flowed into his mouth little by little, with an indescribable bitterness.

"Are you sad?"

Zuo Zhong raised his head and looked at the ceiling, and asked the copper lock in a very indifferent tone, then turned his head again, raised his finger and pointed to his forehead and heart, and said word by word.

"If one day, I am arrested in front of you, don't hesitate, don't hesitate, give me a good time, I won't blame you, because you are helping me relieve my pain.

I think the chief of the general affairs section of the Secret Service Headquarters thinks the same way. We will pledge our lives to the country, and it is inevitable to be shrouded in battlefields. A quick death is already a perfect ending.

You have to remember that the more painful you are, the more you have to be firm in your beliefs. You must let the traitors like the Japanese and Ji Yunqing pay the price you deserve, and you must not let those heroes sacrifice in vain.

Well, let me tell you where the child is now and how the guards are. Even if our generation is dead, all dead, as long as the child has hope in the future. "

He decisively ended this conversation, and only after receiving the mission did he realize that the so-called sending people out of Shanghai requires first rescuing them from the control of the Japanese.

Now the Japanese will transfer and execute their targets at any time. They have no time to be here. The dead are dead, and the living have their own responsibilities and tasks to complete.

Tong Suo, who was thinking about the deep meaning of Zuo Zhong's words, probably guessed the purpose of the deputy director's visit, but he didn't dare to ask more, and opened his mouth to tell the information he knew one by one.

— both out of duty and for redemption.

(End of this chapter)