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After Shen Yan explained and arranged the general context of the matter, Yang Denghuan had roughly figured it out.

At first, this was just a matter of the Finance Bureau customizing two mother-of-pearl plates in Japan for the purpose of issuing currency for the newly established United Bank, and sending them to Peiping via Manchukuo.

For the sake of safety, the Finance Department withheld the information and instead lied about hiring financial experts to guide the business.

The dispatched army staff wanted to use this incident to create a bureau and disseminate the news through special channels. The purpose was to use experts and tin-plate as bait to eliminate the anti-Japanese forces.

As things unfold, the gendarmerie and police department are now also involved.

The Finance Department was worried that something might happen in the chaos, so they were quite resistant to this operation.

In order to comfort the Finance Department and ensure the safety of the Dianban, the General Staff agreed to send themselves and Qian Rufa to participate in the task of escorting the Dianban.

The security department of the Finance Department should be responsible for escorting the mother-in-law, so the Secret Service Department currently knows nothing about the route of action and arrival location.

The military police force did not participate in this escort operation. They were mainly responsible for eliminating the anti-Japanese forces who took the bait.

As for which anti-Japanese forces will take the bait, the military police don't care, it doesn't matter, as long as they can capture the anti-Japanese forces, and the more, the better!

What a deep pit! I don’t know which anti-Japanese force is in the trap!
No matter which force it is, isn't it all an anti-Japanese force? This is not a good deal!

But now, Yang Denghuan is helpless.

Not to mention that the police station is now heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter or exit without permission. Even if it is possible to enter and exit freely, who should this message be conveyed to? Who knows which anti-Japanese force the military police will deal with this time?
One wrong move and the whole game is lost! Now Yang Denghuan can only wait and wait for tomorrow's action.

You can only act by ear in action and think of a comprehensive solution!
Intelligence work is complicated and confusing. Gains are not necessarily luck, and losses are not necessarily losses.

This incident served as a reminder to Yang Denghuan that in the future, he must be more careful when analyzing and screening intelligence to avoid falling into a trap.

at the same time.

Xinglong Butcher Shop.

Sun Moran paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, seeming to be thinking about it, but also seemed to be unable to make up his mind.

There were shouts and shouts coming from the next door, and the sound of punching and guessing made Sun Moran frown slightly.

Bandits are bandits. Ever since Hao Dashuai came over, he has never had a moment to relax, not counting drinking and playing cards every day. Even the nearby Hualou Xiang Pavilion has his footprints.

Sun Moran sighed helplessly and shook his head slowly. Through the moonlight coming through the window, you could see the look of expectation and worry on Sun Moran's face.

Naturally, there were reasons why Sun Moran was hesitant.

Just last month, the chancellor launched a major shakeup of MI.

The first Party Mediation Office was renamed the Central Bureau of Unification, and the second Secret Service Office was renamed the Military Unification Bureau.

The name was changed, and the original Director Dai became Deputy Director Dai.

Although he is the deputy director, the chief director does not take care of things, so the actual power is still in the hands of Director Dai.

The special agents under the Military Command Bureau only recognized the deputy director. No one was so dismissive and called Director Dai Deputy Director Dai.

The Secret Service became the Military Control Bureau, and the departments, offices, and teams below also rose with the tide. Not only did their levels increase, but their cadres and personnel also expanded.

Everyone is taking advantage of various conditions to carry out operations and intelligence. For a time, all districts, divisions, offices, and teams of the Military Command Bureau crossed the sea, showing their magical powers and doing great things.

It's normal to think about it. Now in the military command bureau, who has a place in the middle level, who doesn't want to show his hand to Director Dai? Maybe take this opportunity to move up a level or two, expand your territory, and expand your subordinates.

The same is true for Sun Moran. Of course he also wants to show his face in front of Director Dai. When Director Dai is happy, maybe his "deputy" character will be removed, and Deputy Director Sun will become a veritable Director Sun.

But I am behind enemy lines! In a land of tigers and wolves, there is no time to protect oneself, let alone showing one's face, which seems to be even more difficult than climbing to the sky!

But now there is a good opportunity. If you seize this opportunity, you might be able to accomplish something big.

Not long ago, Sun Moran received reliable information. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, an economic expert from the Finance Department will arrive at the Zhengyangmen Railway Station in Peking.

Moreover, Sun Moran knew that this time the experts came to Ping in name, but in fact the real purpose behind it was to escort two pieces of gold!

Pseudo Union Bank currency version! If you rob or destroy these two pieces of gold, will it be regarded as a generous gift to Director Dai?
On the great day when the Secret Service was renamed as the Military Command Bureau, if I could offer such a generous gift to Director Dai, Director Dai would not allow himself to truly become Director Sun when he was happy!

However, Sun Moran felt something was wrong.

There is no other reason. It was too easy to obtain information this time!

As a veteran fox in the intelligence community, I am very familiar with the situation in intelligence work where it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

There is no free lunch in the world! Easily obtained information cannot be trusted.

However, it is really unethical not to eat the fat that is about to reach your mouth. Therefore, whether the information is true or false, it must be implemented by a third party.

Since the experts are affiliated with the Finance Department, and the pseudo-United Bank, which needs to print currency in silver, also belongs to the Finance Department, we might as well start with the Finance Department to understand the authenticity of this operation.

Now, the restless Sun Moran was waiting for a call, a call from the Finance Department's internal line.

Jingle Bell……

The phone on the table suddenly rang. Sun Moran was agitated, calmed down, and then picked up the phone.

Sun Moran remained silent, and after listening to the words on the other end of the phone, a smug sneer appeared on his lips.

As expected, there was indeed a conspiracy here.

In addition to being proud, Sun Moran felt more happy!

Intelligence work is so scary, one wrong move can lead to disaster!
At first, the information he received was that an economic expert from the Finance Department came to Ping. After in-depth understanding and using insider reconnaissance, he finally discovered that the economic expert was just a cover for this operation. The real purpose of the operation was to transport the coins.

Thanks to my police department, I didn't believe it easily, but used my insider information in the Finance Department.

Fortunately, the insider level was high enough to find out the truth about the opponent's actions.

It turns out that the mother-of-pearl tablets carried by the experts are nothing more than bait! The real mother-of-pearl version was escorted by another group of people directly to Zhonghe Bank. The insiders in the Finance Department are very high-level. They not only understand the content of the action, but also the route of action!
Departing from Zhengyangmen Railway Station, passing through Qianmen Street, Xuanwumen Street, Chongwenmen Street, and finally arriving at the destination of this trip, Zhonghe Bank.

It is currently known that the people escorting the board were personnel from the Security Division of the Finance Department and the Special Branch of the Police Department, not the gendarmerie.

Where are the gendarmerie men? The Japanese did this, it seemed like they were grafting flowers on, but they were actually trying to hide it. What on earth did they do?
When Sun Moran thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a bold plan quickly emerged in Sun Moran's mind.

Since the Japanese have acted like this, why not just play along and cooperate.

Let Marshal Hao's men attack the special train tomorrow morning and assassinate the experts. It would be best if the assassination can be successful. If the assassination is unsuccessful, then at least it can attract the attention of the Japanese!

I took this opportunity to bring the lurking operatives with me to seize the Dianban!

There is struggle and there are sacrifices, not to mention the major event of seizing the motherboard and destroying the enemy's economy! In order to seize the Dianban, even if some people are sacrificed, what does it matter? The key is that the people who sacrificed are another group of bandits!

Although the current Dianban has nothing to do with the upcoming "God of Wealth", Sun Moran had a vague feeling that the arrival of this "God of Wealth" is probably related to the Dianban.

If you place the mother-of-pearl tablet in front of the "God of Wealth" when the time comes, you can imagine his surprised expression at that time!

That's what you call showing your face!

Sun Moran thought of this and made up his mind. With excitement on his face, he rang the bell on the table hard.

Just as the bell rang, Xiao Wu opened the door and came in, asking softly: "Director..."

"Inform each team leader to come to my place for a meeting!" Sun Moran said quickly without waiting for Xiao Wu to speak.

Sun Moran had already summoned the leaders of each group and Marshal Hao's people, waiting for this call. The future was now clear, so there was nothing left to hesitate!
Xiao Wu went out and people entered the room one after another. Soon Sun Moran's room was filled with people.

"Director Sun, we are all bloody men and we don't want to play in vain. If you have any orders, just tell us directly and we will do it! If anyone pees his pants, he is not a fucking man!" Marshal Hao said loudly.

Sun Moran's face was full of smile and he did not speak. Instead, he picked up the red bag that had been prepared from the table and handed it to Marshal Hao.

Marshal Hao pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Director Sun, what is this?" As he spoke, he took the red bag.

Marshal Hao took it. The red bag was quite heavy. Sun Moran smiled and said: "Fifty taels of gold. When the matter is completed, there will still be so much."

Not only Marshal Hao, but everyone in the room had red eyes and stared at the red bag without blinking.

"Director, what are you doing! We are also passionate men, not just for money, but there is that...that...what kind of hatred...that's right! The hatred between family and country!"

"I know, I know." Sun Moran looked kind and kind, smiled and patted Marshal Hao, and said warmly: "Old Hao is a good man! Everyone here is a good man!"

Even though Marshal Hao was so thick-skinned, his face turned red when he heard this.

"But don't heroes need money? Do heroes jump out of the cracks in the rocks? Don't have parents or family?" Sun Moran was filled with indignation. He looked around at the crowd and said, "I hate praising others every time, 'You are a hero. You are a hero.'" You have to risk your life for the country! You have to sacrifice! 'Of course you can sacrifice, but you can't let others sacrifice in vain!"

Marshal Hao's blood boiled with excitement and his face turned red. Just as he was about to speak, Sun Moran raised his fingers to his lips, signaling everyone to speak softly.

"What the director said is great. He has a conscience and knows how to think about us hardworking people. He is not like those bastards who wear Chinese tunic suits and don't own fountain pens. They talk like dogs and talk about benevolence, justice and morality. Let's do things. But here they are all working under the table, men stealing and women singing!" Marshal Hao said excitedly.

"Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, the special train will arrive at the station and stop at platform three. You disguised yourself as railway staff and went down to the track between platforms one and two in advance. When the experts pass by, you shoot! I will equip you with Mauser Military pistol, two rounds of bullets for each person. After the shooting, no matter whether it is successful or not, you should immediately retreat along the railway to the south. There is a railway bridge about 700 meters to the south. I will arrange a sand truck under the bridge. You jump off the bridge and jump into the sand truck, and you can retreat safely."

After hearing what Sun Moran said, Marshal Hao had a blank look on his face. Sun Moran was stunned and asked hesitantly: "Do you have any questions?"

"What kind of pistol is that Mauser military pistol you just mentioned?" Marshal Hao asked.

"Ah!" Sun Moran was stunned and quickly ordered: "Xiao Wu, show your gun to Lao Hao."

Xiao Wu remained silent, took out the rifle from his waist, turned off the safety, and handed it to Marshal Hao.

Marshal Hao only glanced at it without taking the gun with his hand, and said with a smile: "I was confused about what I said about the toilet, so it turned out to be Zilaide!"

"What other problems do you have here?" Sun Moran asked quietly, calmly.

"There's no problem on my side! You're good to go! This guy is very powerful! He sweeps left and right with his flat hand, and it's so exciting! With two shuttles per person, let alone an expert, I can beat him out of even a brick. Come to the cave!" Marshal Hao said.

"Okay! It's up to you tomorrow!" Sun Moran patted Marshal Hao hard on the shoulder.

"What kind of railway workers are we pretending to be? Is there any chance of entering the stock market?" Marshal Hao asked suddenly worriedly.

"That's no problem! When the time comes, you will disguise yourself as train maintenance workers and go straight down the track." After Sun Moran finished speaking, he said to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, later you take Marshal Hao and the others to find some sets of railway workers. The clothes should be older and look like they are stained with oil."

"How will we get into the station tomorrow?" Marshal Hao asked again.

"Xiao Wu will tell you the contact person and contact code at the station, and someone will take you into the station when the time comes." Sun Moran said patiently.

Marshal Hao and Xiao Wu left, leaving only Sun Moran and the five team leaders lurking in the North China District in the room.

Sun Moran looked around at several people, and his eyes stopped on a tall, thin man with big eyes, who was in his thirties.

"Xu Big Eyes!" Sun Moran pointed at the tall and thin man and shouted happily.

"The district chief can still remember me!" Xu Dayan said excitedly.

"Of course! That time in Zhangbei, if you hadn't escaped with me on your back, there would be no Sun Moran today!" At this point, Sun Moran pointed to Xu Dayan's right leg and asked: "How is it? , has the gunshot wound healed? Did it leave any sequelae?"

"It's healed a long time ago! The penetrating injury healed quickly. There are no sequelae, but my legs hurt on a rainy day! It's better than his mother's fortune telling! If I don't set up a stall, I feel like I'm at a loss!" Xu Big Eyes said with a smile.

Sun Moran burst into laughter, laughed for a while, and then said: "How many people are in your group now? I remember that there was a sharpshooter in your group before, his name was Wang Boyong. How is he now?"

"Wang Boyong died." Xu Dayan said sadly.

"Sacrificed..." Sun Moran sighed and shook his head regretfully.

"Director, if you need a sharpshooter, we have one in our team." A man next to him with a big beard, short and fat figure, who looked like a butcher, said.

"Oh! Tell me! What's going on with this sharpshooter?" Sun Moran asked quickly. (End of chapter)