Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Zhang Anping is carefully reading an interrogation file that was photographed in multiple photos.

There are 15 photos in total, but Zhang Anping, who has a photographic memory, reads them very slowly. He reads each line of text word by word. After reading each conversation, he closes his eyes and restores the scene in the conversation in his mind - and then, based on the next conversation, he tears down and rebuilds or retains the previously restored scene.

He spent three full hours looking at the 15 photos!
After reading it, he slowly lit the photos. As the photos slowly burned, he finally made a decision:

Go meet Comrade Bian Jike, codenamed "Jiangnan".

The interrogation contents in these 15 photos are what the Japanese recorded when they interrogated Bian Jike.

There may be more content that is not recorded, but judging from these contents, Zhang Anping saw the figure of a seasoned intelligence officer - if Zhang Anping did not know his identity, based solely on Bian Jike's response in this interrogation record, Zhang Anping's experience would give him a 60% chance of being innocent.

This made up for Zhang Anping's last worry, and he could go to see Bian Jike with peace of mind.

As for the possibility of Bian Ji's betrayal, he was not worried at all. If he had betrayed, the Japanese would have already purged the Military Intelligence Bureau agents who passed the information to him and would have been frantically looking for the deposit slip.

After all, it is a full 63 yen. If you get this deposit slip, you can investigate based on the clues and there is no need to keep the nail at all.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Anping drove to the place where Bian Jike was secretly accommodated.

……

Bian Jike's injuries were much better - because of the intervention of reporters, the Japanese had to provide medicines to the wounded. Zhang Anping injected penicillin into Bian Jike's body through the nails, which curbed his infection and he escaped safely from the Longhua camp.

At this time, Bian Jike was closing his eyes and recalling how he was "picked up" back.

"The district commander asked me to tell you that you did a great job."

This was the first whisper he heard after being "picked up".

"Brother, this is the safe house that the district commander arranged for you. You can stay here for the time being."

This was the last words of advice spoken by the people who "picked" him up, and then they left quietly, leaving him alone.

For an underground party member, these words are undoubtedly fraught with problems.

However, he received a note the day before his release, which detailed the identity and information of the person who would "pick him up", and the person who "picked" him up all met all the information on the note.

This meant a possibility that made him furious:

He was fooled!
Bian Jike suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and waited for the final answer to be revealed.

He secretly checked this "safe house". He was not under surveillance, and no one restricted his freedom. All this was too abnormal, so abnormal that Bian Jike still had a luxury in his heart:
Maybe I'm overthinking.

But years of experience told him that he didn't think too much and he might have been... fooled!
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The door opened, and Bian Ji, who had been sitting in the living room waiting for a long time, looked at the person who came. He was a young man dressed as a small businessman. There was something familiar about his features, but he couldn't remember what was familiar about him.

He watched the other person approach step by step in silence, his eyes calm and resolute.

The other party walked slowly into the living room, silently sat down opposite him at the same table, slowly put down his hat, and after a suffocating and heavy silence, he spoke:

"Comrade Jiangnan, I am very surprised to meet you under such circumstances."

Bian Jike looked at the other person in silence.

And silence... is firm doubt.

"When I received the news of your arrest, Group 19, where you were, was facing a one-in-ten draw." The other party said to himself, "And in my eyes, your luck is just too... bad, so I made a wrong decision."

While Bian Jike was silent, the other party said to himself: "I activated the Military Control Commission's spy and conveyed to you a clue that will allow Group 19 to safely pass the next clue collection."

Bian Jike slowly closed his eyes.

The problem... lies in this link!
The ones who helped him were not his comrades, but people from the Military Control Commission.

So, I handed over that huge deposit certificate... to the Military Control Commission?
At this moment, Bian Jike looked as pale as death. He had made an unforgivable mistake.

"In fact, if everything went well, the deposit certificate should have been in my hands. Unfortunately, something went wrong and I was cheated by a student I didn't trust. He opened this illegally..."

The other party placed a dead branch on the table. After Bian Jike opened his eyes and took a look, he exhaled with difficulty.

His fingers slowly approached the bandaged wound and peeled off the bandage bit by bit.

He will not betray his beliefs, and for him now, liberation is the only way out.

The other party seemed to have sensed Bian Jike's little move and said quickly: "The student I don't trust is called Lu Qiaoshan."

Land Bridge Mountain?
When Bian Jike heard the name, he couldn't help but stop his little movements.

Luqiao Mountain, he knew.

And Lu Qiaoshan’s teacher is called... Zhang Anping, Zhang Anping, also known as... Zhang Shihao!

But Zhang Shihao is dead!

Bian Jike stopped his little movements and looked at the person in front of him with shock. The sense of familiarity finally matched the photo in his mind.

The big spy Zhang Anping, the nephew of Dai Chunfeng of the Military Control Commission, is a top spy who is full of malice towards the underground party!
……

Zhang Anping let out a long sigh. This comrade was truly... cruel!
He actually wanted to understand himself by opening his wounds.

Among the ancestors Zhang Anping knew, there was such a martyr - he was wounded and captured by the National Army. When he was carried on a stretcher, this ancestor tore open his wounds, pulled his intestines out of the wounds, and tore them apart without saying a word, ending his life in this extremely painful way.

Until his death, this ancestor never uttered a word, because he was afraid that if he made a sound he would attract the enemy's attention and he would not be able to die!

That's why he hurriedly said Lu Qiaoshan's name.

Sure enough, the other party stopped his small movements.

Zhang Anping breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Comrade Jiangnan, give me a chance to explain myself - I will prove to you that I am your comrade."

Bian Jike nodded blankly. Zhang Shihao came back to life and Zhang Shihao claimed to be one of them - these two pieces of news were enough to make an ordinary agent crazy. The fact that he could maintain a blank expression was enough to prove that he was extraordinary.

Think about the situation in the original time and space when Lao Zheng confessed his identity. How excited was Chen Guohua, the deputy judge?
To be honest, the dirt on Lao Zheng cannot be compared with that of Zhang Anping now - assuming that Lao Zheng is really a member of the Kuomintang, then he can only eat peanuts at most, but Zhang Anping is definitely a candidate of Gongdelin!

Seeing Bian Jike nod, Zhang Anping hurriedly said, "If nothing unexpected happens, there is no need for me to recognize you. Although Lu Qiaoshan took the money, his purpose was to give it to Dai Chunfeng. I have enough chips in my hand to explain this matter."

"But an accident happened. Lu Qiaoshan was taken away by the Central Bureau of Investigation, and the Central Bureau of Investigation sent out an investigation team."

"So, I have to change my plan." Zhang Anping looked at the comrade with a dull expression:
"The plan now is - you are the traitor I secretly instigated!"

"When you came to Shanghai this time, you received the 63 yen deposit certificate raised by Katyusha. Under my order, you were about to secretly investigate Katyusha's true identity, but you were caught by the Japanese by accident."

Zhang Anping took out a file bag and pushed it in front of Bian Jike:

"Here, this is the detailed process of how I turned you over, as well as all the codes and contact times we had. You need to memorize it so you can prepare for any unexpected events."

Bian Jike's mind was a mess at the moment.

His intuition told him that what Zhang Anping said was true, because there was no need for the other party to lie to him - there was no need to use this method to incite rebellion or take advantage of him.

But his emotions told him that this... was impossible!

Ignoring the file bag pushed in front of him, he asked hesitantly:
"Who is Katyusha?"

Zhang Anping pointed at himself and said, "It's me." Then, reason overcame emotion, and he slowly picked up the file bag.

What was taken out was not documents, but photos.

But the contents of the photos were documents. Bian Jike cleared his mind and focused all his attention on the contents of the photos.

The content is very comprehensive, with detailed experiences written down under the word "top secret".

These detailed experiences gave him a perfect identity as a traitor.

What made Bian Jike most at ease was the time markings above - he verified these times and confirmed that during the marked time period, he was carrying out his mission while concealing his identity, and only two or three people knew about it.

Since it is absolutely impossible for someone who knows the truth to betray, these marked times actually confirm the authenticity of Zhang Anping's identity.

Zhang Anping is one of us!
Otherwise, he would never have known these times.

After taking a deep breath, Bian Jike put down the photo, turned his head and looked at Zhang Anping deeply.

"Although my mind tells me that what you said is true, I...can't believe it."

Zhang Anping sighed helplessly and said with a wry smile: "I guess no one will believe it in the future."

Bian Jike fell silent upon hearing this. He was an old underground man and understood the helplessness behind Zhang Anping's bitter smile.

He stood up and saluted Zhang Anping earnestly: "Comrade Zhang Anping, it's nice to meet you!"

Zhang Anping stood up and responded with a standard greeting: "Me too! Comrade Jiang Fuhe!"

Jiang Fuhe, a name that Bian Ji Ke was about to forget. This name had accompanied him for twenty-two years!

Zhang Anping not only knew his real name, but also knew the codeword he used when he met Lao Cen. He also learned several related codewords from his superiors - but under the pressure of 63 deposit certificates, these were simply difficult to believe, so Zhang Anping chose this method.

Obviously, this approach is successful.

After saluting each other, the two sat down, and Bian Jike still sighed:
“It’s really unexpected.”

After sighing, Bian Jike took the initiative to end the topic:
"Comrade Zhang Anping, I want to know what I need to do next!"

Zhang Anping did not answer but asked: "Do you know the situation you are about to face?"

Without waiting for Bian Ji to answer, Zhang Anping said:
"Because of your 'betrayal', the several lines you are familiar with will be evacuated in the future to confirm your identity as a traitor."

"And the Ministry of Social Affairs will label you a 'traitor'."

"You will be hunted down by your own comrades!"

"Perhaps, you will never be able to wait for the day when your identity is confirmed in your lifetime."

"Perhaps, even if you sacrifice yourself, you will still be branded as a traitor."

Bian Jike shook his head nonchalantly and asked again: "What do I need to do next?"

Zhang Anping took a deep breath after hearing this and did not repeat what he said again - for such a comrade with firm beliefs, there was no need to repeat these words.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Anping began to talk about his next plan:

"I will use the excuse that your identity has not been exposed and have the Central Bureau of Investigation send the deposit slips over by plane so that we can continue to investigate Katyusha."

"So there are two possibilities. First, if you get the deposit certificate safely, then we have to make plans to let the organization know that you are betraying us. The final result is that the deposit certificate will be taken away by the organization."

Bian Jike, who had been breathing evenly, couldn't help but breathe faster after hearing these words.

But Zhang Anping cruelly shattered his expectations:
"But this is unlikely."

He continued: "Because the second one is more likely."

Bian Jike stared at Zhang Anping blankly.

"The Central Bureau of Investigation will use the opportunity of giving you the deposit slip to secretly arrest you! Then they will interrogate you. You need to confess everything at the right time and continue to completely disrupt my efforts to find out the identity of 'Katyusha'--"

Zhang Anping shrugged: "Believe me, there is a 90% chance that the Central Bureau of Investigation will do such idiotic behavior because of the power struggle."

"I have read the Japanese interrogation records of you. You are experienced in this area. It should not be difficult for you to deal with a few Central Bureau of Investigation agents who are eager to make contributions."

Bian Jike nodded, then leaned back in his chair in frustration, and said in a hoarse voice: "Comrades in the Southern Jiangsu base area really... need this money."

"This matter...is my fault."

Bian Jike showed a look of pain and self-blame. Before, when he quietly stretched his fingers to the bandage, he was not afraid of the way he would die, because the heavy guilt made him unable to breathe.

It's just that he managed his facial expressions very well.

Now, facing comrades he trusted, he could let down his guard.

He looked at Zhang Anping hopefully:
"Comrade Anping, is there any hope of getting the deposit certificate back? I am willing to pay any price!"

He had already given up the savings certificate and was prepared to spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins.

But the first possibility Zhang Anping mentioned gave him hope, so he said so.

Zhang Anping shook his head in denial.

Bian Jike closed his eyes dejectedly, and the difficult situation of the comrades in the southern Jiangsu base seemed to appear before his eyes.

Everything could have been better!
Comrades holding spears or reaching out will have rifles, and the leaders will not worry about the grenade launchers without shells. Those soldiers who are reluctant to spend their bullets can fire a few more bullets when fighting against the Japanese invaders...

But because of him, all of this is gone!

Seeing Bian Jike's expression, Zhang Anping frowned instinctively, then relaxed his brows and comforted him softly, "You made the right choice. If you don't pass on the deposit certificate, it will fall into the hands of the Japanese - the result will be even worse."

"The money on this deposit slip involves a very, very important comrade of ours who is hiding among the Japanese invaders. If the Japanese find the deposit slip, he will be in danger!"

"One hundred 63 yen cannot outweigh his importance."

"As for Comrade Sunan, don't worry. I will prepare a batch of supplies for Comrade Sunan to take back."

Bian Jike looked at Zhang Anping anxiously: "Really?"

But then he sighed: "Are you trying to comfort me? The Japanese are now implementing semi-military control over Shanghai. It is extremely difficult to get supplies out..."

After a sigh of deep regret, Bian Jike forced himself to cheer up:

"Comrade Anping, don't worry. I won't be affected by this incident. I will definitely complete the task you assign to me and will not delay your arrangements!"

Zhang Anping became more and more satisfied with the comrade in front of him.

An excellent agent will not be affected by too many negative emotions. Under such pressure and self-blame, Bian Ji Ke can still quickly straighten his chest. Not bad!
After thinking about it, he revealed:
"What happens next will destroy your worldview. Just watch and see how the enemy helps us transport supplies!"

Bian Jike looked at Zhang Anping doubtfully. He had been engaged in underground work for seven years, but he had never seen such a high-end operation!
The enemy helps us transport supplies?
is it possible?
Soon, Bian Jike was able to witness Zhang Anping's high-end operations. Compared to letting the enemy transport supplies, Zhang Anping's methods of dealing with the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics really opened his eyes!

And he is the most important chess piece in this plan. (End of this chapter)