Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 466 "Pan"

In Jiang Sian's view, the "kneeling" of Rikiya Shinozuka and Tetsuo Kawaguchi was very reasonable and appropriate.

After a lot of pretense, he chose to "help" both of them.

After "helping", he wrote the incident into intelligence and passed it to Zhang Anping.

This was just a report of intelligence transmission, but when Zhang Anping received it, his expression became rarely solemn.

Based on his agent's intuition, he felt that this matter might not be that simple.

Although he agreed with what Jiang Sian did, and even felt that he had to do so from Jiang Sian's perspective, Zhang Anping still felt that things were not that simple.

Tetsuo Kawaguchi made a mistake, which resulted in this batch of goods being taken away by the Special Higher Police. Because he was unwilling to give up the benefits he had obtained, he was kicked out of this profit line, and he was also caught by Tsukamoto because of this incident.

If this was a gamble for wealth, then he would have lost everything - it would not be unreasonable for him to try to save the situation at this time.

But this is not a gamble after all.

When Tetsuo Kawaguchi was threatened by Tsukamoto with evidence, did he have any way to respond?

Zhang Anping closed his eyes and thought.

If he were Tetsuo Kawaguchi, would he have any choice?

Either be controlled by others or fight to the death - if Kawaguchi Tetsuo chose to fight to the death, this incident would naturally not have happened. So he chose to be controlled by others?

So, this is him... giving up everything?

Zhang Anping opened his eyes, took out a pen and made a special symbol on the invitation, which meant "not awake".

Although he also gave a reasonable explanation and agreed with the reasons why Tetsuo Kawaguchi promoted "business ethics", he still marked the matter.

In intelligence work, sometimes mysterious intuition is more reliable than evidence.

The evidence you obtain may be what your enemy wants you to see, but most of the time, your intuition will not deceive you.

Unless you're an idiot.

……

Zheng Yingqi asked the monk to rest in the hotel and slipped out to find Mingjing.

The reason why he was so rash was that a fellow villager wrote to him and asked him to find Mingjing. In the letter, the fellow villager told him to ask Mingjing about the "arms purchase" after meeting him and to express his gratitude to Mingjing as a representative of the Eighth Route Army. Apart from that, he must not say any other information.

"Dingjing is being monitored?"

This was Zheng Yingqi's first reaction. If he had not been monitored, his fellow villager would never have given him such advice.

He couldn't understand his fellow villager's actions, although he slandered him more than once in his heart:

When fellow villagers met, they shot each other in the back.

But he trusted his fellow villager after all, and did not want to ruin his fellow villager's plan because of his willfulness - in this respect, he was more self-conscious than many self-righteous smart people.

He is not a professional agent. Since he has chosen to trust his fellow villager, it is best for him to do as he is told instead of trying to be clever.

Even if he was betrayed to death by his fellow villagers, he could only blame himself for trusting the wrong person - but he firmly believed that his fellow villagers would not betray the organization.

When he arrived at Ming's headquarters, he did not rush into the restricted area, but wandered around to "scout" the area. After some reconnaissance, he found three monitoring points.

Restraining the urge to do it, Zheng Yingqi changed out of his disguised clothes, put on sunglasses and returned to Ming's headquarters. He introduced himself to the front desk secretary in charge of reception - the identity he used was naturally fake, but as long as Ming Jing heard it, he would know who it was, because this was the emergency meeting they had agreed on.

Not long after the secretary at the front desk reported, Mingjing's secretary hurried downstairs:

"Mr. Hong? Director Ming wants to see you."

Zheng Yingqi smiled warmly at the secretary at the front desk and followed the secretary upstairs.

The reason why he smiled at the secretary at the front desk was because he noticed that this young clerk made a secret gesture towards the outside after hearing him reveal his family background.

Upstairs, Ming Jing did not show any surprise when she saw Zheng Yingqi, but after the secretary left, Ming Jing asked:
"Comrade Zheng, has something happened?"

Zheng Yingqi smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm just anxious - I wanted to ask you about the progress."

Mingjing smiled and said:
"Comrade Zheng, you've come just in time. I was thinking of meeting you this afternoon. We've got news that they'll be arriving tonight. You can be escorted away then."

Zheng Yingqi knew this news yesterday - Zhang Anping told him yesterday that the goods would arrive tomorrow night.

Zheng Yingqi asked hurriedly: "Will there be any accidents this time?"

"No!" Mingjing answered affirmatively.

Zheng Yingqi breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Comrade Mingjing, thank you so much this time! If it weren't for you, we would be in big trouble this time."

Ming Jing said: "It's okay, this is what I should do - Comrade Zheng, please say hello to the head of the headquarters for me. If you need anything next time, you can continue to contact me."

When Zheng Yingqi heard Mingjing's words, he was stunned.

Because Mingjing knew that he was not from the headquarters!

But Mingjing was speaking according to his own script at this time!

Seeing Zheng Yingqi's surprised expression, Mingjing quickly pointed under the table and made a "hush" gesture, meaning that someone was eavesdropping.

Zheng Yingqi nodded hurriedly.

After coming to his senses, he hurriedly said, "Comrade Mingjing, thank you so much this time!"

"I salute you on behalf of the comrades of the Eighth Route Army!"

As he spoke, Zheng Yingqi gave an absolutely standard military salute.

He didn't know what his fellow villager was planning, but there was no doubt that the whole plan was most likely for the scene before him - and this scene was to confirm Ming Jing's identity.

As a comrade and as a later generation who has enjoyed the prosperity created by his predecessors, he has great respect for these heroes.

Ming Jing smiled gently, grabbed Zheng Yingqi's hand, and said in a deep voice:
"As long as these things can beat the Japanese hard, I will be satisfied."

"Don't worry, our soldiers will never let you down."

……

Next to Ming's headquarters, in a room where a set of monitoring and recording equipment was running, Wang Tianfeng slowly placed the headphones on the table.

He heard every word of the conversation that just took place in Mingjing's office.

He did not find the ecstasy of "Katyusha", and a sentence kept rolling in his mind:
"As long as these things can beat the Japanese hard, I will be satisfied."

He originally wanted to find Zhang Anping immediately, but the rolling back and forth of this sentence made him hesitate.

Mingjing is an underground party member, but her goal is to fight the Japanese!

Ruining the family!

A woman, in this era, chose to ruin her family and spend all her wealth to support the anti-Japanese war. Should I stop her?
He stared blankly out the covered window, his eyes unfocused.

After a long time, Wang Tianfeng said:

"Give me the tape - you can go back now."

After sending these agents away, Wang Tianfeng stayed in the house, looking at the tape in front of him, motionless, as if petrified.

……

Zhang Anping has been waiting for Wang Tianfeng.

I waited from noon to afternoon, and then to evening, but Wang Tianfeng still didn't show up.

[In this era, most people actually want to put aside their past grudges and unite to fight against Japan...]

Yes, in this era, in fact, all the anti-Japanese patriots are willing to give up everything in the past and face the enemies who are trampling on our beautiful land!

[Unfortunately, the despicable people in power hold the dirty idea of ​​"I would rather perish at the hands of Japan than at the hands of the Communist Party."]

……

Afternoon, Mingjia Restaurant.

A middle-aged man in his thirties (???) exchanged secret codes with Zheng Yingqi and introduced himself: "Hello, Comrade Zheng, I am Yuan Nong from the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee."

Zheng Yingqi looked at the man in front of him, and after comparing him with the person in his memory who hanged himself because he could not bear the humiliation, he asked softly, "Hello, Comrade Yuan, what can I do for you?"

"It's like this. Didn't the Japanese rob a batch of our supplies some time ago? Thanks to the efforts of our comrades, we have managed to get this batch of supplies out, and will use this transportation to transport them out together. I would like to discuss with you in advance and unload this batch of supplies specifically when we arrive at Taihu Lake."

Yuan Nong explained why he came.

Take it off?
Zheng Yingqi's eyes turned strange, and then he coughed dryly and said:
"Comrade Yuan Nong, I remember that the most important part of this batch of supplies is the three thousand rockets, right?"

"Yes, this is my main purpose."

"Comrade Yuan Nong, this... I'm afraid I can't agree to it!" Zheng Yingqi frowned:
"Our regiment commander often said that the comrades in Jiangnan live off the mountains and rivers, and live off Shanghai to their heart's content. We, the local guerrillas in northwest Shanxi, have to lick our bones twice before eating them."

Yuan Nong looked at this comrade in bewilderment and could not help but say:
"Why two licks?"

"Because we don't want to waste the fat on the bones!" Zheng Yingqi said with a sad face, "I heard that the comrades of the Songhu guerrillas all used large eight-grain biscuits. We haven't even seen 1917 biscuits, let alone large eight-grain biscuits."

Yuan Nong nodded in agreement:
“The comrades in Shanxi are indeed having a hard time.”

In fact, the New Fourth Army's life was just as hard, but because of the passage to Shanghai and the presence of Zhang Anping, the New Fourth Army was much better off than in history.

"Comrade Yuan Nong, look here, Shanghai is right next to you. If you need anything, it can be shipped out immediately. But what about us? We want to get something from Shanghai, so it's normal for it to be delayed for a year or two."

Zheng Yingqi's true intentions were exposed: "We poor people finally get to see a piece of meat, you... you don't want to deny us even this bite of meat, do you?"

Yuan Nong was stunned by what he said, but he quickly realized that the comrade in front of him was quite stingy!

But the key is that this batch of materials belongs to the New Fourth Army!
"Comrade," Yuan Nong said unhappily, "this batch of supplies originally belonged to us!"

"Comrade Yuan Nong, let me ask you a question - this batch of supplies was taken away by the Special High Section. Was it reported as war damage?"

Yuan Nong nodded.

"Then, we got supplies from the devils. At this time, do you report it as a seizure? Do you report it as a victory?" Zheng Yingqi changed the subject:
"This batch of supplies is now together with my supplies, so it counts as my spoils, right? You are doing this at this time just to take back the only piece of meat from the poor!"

Zheng Yingqi said with great sorrow:

"This is something that only capitalists, landlords, local tyrants and evil gentry can do! As comrades, how can you do this!"

At this moment, Yuan Nong felt that he was guilty of a heinous crime.

But he quickly realized that there was no such a perverse logic.

"Comrade Zheng, please stop messing around! Our New Fourth Army comrades are crying out for this batch of supplies!"

"Comrade Yuan Nong, we, the local Eighth Route Army, have never seen a rocket launcher in our lives. We finally got a few of them. We need more ammunition to fight the Japanese! Because our regiment commander didn't get a rocket launcher, he almost ran to the brigade headquarters and had a fight with the brigade commander!"

Seeing that Yuan Nong was somewhat moved, Zheng Yingqi said:
"Do you know how we dealt with the enemy's bunkers and artillery towers in the past? Our comrades held explosive packs and rushed forward one after another under the enemy's strong strafing. After paying the price of death one after another, they rushed down to ignite and detonate. How many comrades had to die for a tower and a bunker!"

"Now there is a weapon that can help us reduce casualties. Can you bear it?"

Zheng Yingqi looked as if you would be cruel if you wanted to take the rocket away.

Yuan Nong was stunned. He didn't expect that the comrade from Shanxi would be so... so "treacherous". He said weakly:

"But I just want to take away the supplies that were originally here!"

Zheng Yingqi gritted his teeth, looking extremely painful:

"How about this, I'll give you half! Comrade Yuan Nong, the comrades here are close to Shanghai, so it's really easy to replenish them!"

Yuan Nong didn't know why, but he just nodded in agreement.

After Yuan Nong left, Zheng Yingqi grinned with joy. Hey, he, Zheng Yingqi, really was worthy of being Li Yunlong's soldier. He had finally learned the skill of plucking feathers from passing geese.

……

night.

Eleven o'clock.

Zhang Anping and others came to see Cen Anyan who had returned in a hurry.

"It was transported away without any accidents." Cen Anyan announced the results of tonight before he even sat down.

Tonight is actually to wait for the unexpected.

Zhang Anping has made preparations for unexpected events. No matter whether it is the Japanese or Wang Tianfeng, if anyone wants to touch this batch of supplies, the New Fourth Army, which is on high alert, will let them know why the flowers are so red.

Of course, if we are in Shanghai, then just pretend Zhang Anping didn’t say anything.

Obviously, it was another wasted preparation.

After sitting down, Cen Anyan took a sip of tea, then said with a suppressed smile, "By the way, Comrade Zheng from the Eighth Route Army said when he left that if it's convenient for you, you can provide support every quarter in the future."

Zhang Anping was speechless and said, "This guy can't say such nice things - he always looks like I owe him something!"

"You guessed it right - by the way, there is one more thing. This comrade is really black-hearted. Didn't they get back the last batch of rockets? This guy almost didn't want to give them to the comrades in Songhu, but in the end he pretended to be generous and kept half of them."

Cen Anyan found it very funny. He had never seen such a comrade before.

"I thought he would take them all away." Zhang Anping shrugged and then said with a smile:
"Old Cen, what do you say, I should trick him?"

"Still cheating? How?" Cen Anyan asked with a smile.

The love-hate relationship between these two comrades who had never met in "America" ​​but had joined the same interest group was so exciting to watch that Lao Cen exclaimed.

Zhang Anping stroked his chin and said with a wicked smile, "Send a telegram to Sister Qian and tell her that among this batch of supplies, there are 358 rockets for the th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army?"

Cen Anyan almost spit out his tea.

They only took away fifteen hundred extra, and you reported two thousand. This is obviously making them lose both their wife and their army!
"Just stop messing around."

Zhang Anping smiled but didn't respond. He decided not to file a complaint, but to report the situation truthfully and let the brigade commander go "rob"...

……

The next day.

Wang Tianfeng, who had not slept all night, put the tape that he should have given to Zhang Anping yesterday in front of Zhang Anping.

Zhang Anping looked at Wang Tianfeng and hissed:

"Old Wang, why are your eyes so red?"

Wang Tianfeng waved his hand: "I'm fine - just listen."

Zhang Anping muttered:

"You look like you've eaten human flesh. Your eyes are so scary."

As he spoke, he put the tape into the player, and the sound gradually came out of the player.

Zhang Anping showed no other expression at first, but as he listened, his expression became serious. After hearing the words "comrade" and "headquarters", his expression became cold and shocked.

Snapped.

After pressing the close button, Zhang Anping looked at Wang Tianfeng in astonishment:
"why?"

Why are you giving it to me now?
Wang Tianfeng didn't say a word.

Zhang Anping stood up and paced back and forth. After a while, he returned to his seat, took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette for himself. After hesitating for a moment, he threw a cigarette to Wang Tianfeng and also threw the lighter over.

Wang Tianfeng lit it for himself and took a deep breath, letting the smoke flow out of his nose and mouth, and said:

"I will ask Boss Dai for punishment."

Zhang Anping didn't say a word, he smoked his cigarette in big puffs, and when there was half a cigarette left, he threw it on the ground:

"Let me tell you."

"This matter is my decision."

Wang Tianfeng looked at Zhang Anping in surprise.

Zhang Anping smiled bitterly:

"If you had given it to me yesterday, I would have hesitated as well - I would probably have made the same choice as you."

Zhang Anping shook his head and said in a hoarse voice:

"A man like you is not as good as a woman?"

Wang Tianfeng couldn't help but nodded.

……

Chongqing, Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters.

Dai Chunfeng looked at the telegram in his hand with a deep expression.

The content of the telegram is very long and is divided into three parts.

In the first part, Zhang Anping reported on the investigation of "Katyusha" and finally found the results.

Mirror!

Dai Chunfeng could never have imagined that Mingjing was actually "Katyusha"!
No wonder the Military Control Commission caused very little harm to the underground party in Shanghai - it turns out that Mingjing was actually "Katyusha"!
You must know that the reason why the Secret Service was able to quickly gain ground in Shanghai when it was first established was because it "incorporated" the Ming family, which was in a precarious situation at the time.

It was precisely because of the Ming family's strenuous help that the Secret Service was able to quickly take root in Shanghai. With the help of the Ming family's business network, it completed the attack on the Sanxin Company and took back the opium trading rights from the three tycoons, ultimately giving the Secret Service a stable source of funds.

"Dingjing!"

Old Dai couldn't help but feel itchy. He didn't expect that the "Katyusha" that made him unable to sleep and eat was actually Mingjing.

After taking a deep breath and calming his excitement, he began to read the second part.

The second part is Zhang Anping's apology.

He said that after he learned from the eavesdropping that Mingjing was "Katyusha" and was going to transport a batch of supplies that night, he thought again and again, and considering the current lack of strength, he chose not to take action against the batch of supplies - but at the end of this part, Zhang Anping said in almost vernacular:
In the end, he was soft-hearted about this matter. After thinking it over again and again, he felt that these were materials used to fight the Japanese, and it would be a waste to destroy them in vain. So he took the initiative to pretend that he knew nothing and allowed them to be transported away.

After seeing this, the furious Old Dai calmed down and cursed in a low voice:
"This brat!"

In his opinion, that part of the defense was just an excuse. He was very angry at first, but the last few words calmed him down. After all, his nephew was unwilling to lie to him.

"Just making excuses and talking nonsense!"

Old Dai complained that it would be better to just pretend that he didn't know about this kind of thing. Speaking it out would embarrass everyone. This brat is still a little naive!

The reason why he had these complaints was actually because Zhang Anping finally analyzed and explained his mentality and did not lie to him or hide anything from him. If Zhang Anping really had lied to him or lied to him, humph!
The third part is the opinions on the process and handling of the Mingjing identity investigation.

Regarding the investigation process, Zhang Anping said bluntly:

Ming Lou should have been the first one to discover Ming Jing's identity during the investigation, but he did not report it. Instead, he used some tricks to deal with Fan Guang, causing the investigation to reach a dead end.

But he also believed that Minglou was just covering up the crime and suggested that the matter should not be dealt with for the time being.

In the disposal part, Zhang Anping thought it was not appropriate to take action against Mingjing now.

Minglou's identity is too important, so he suggested that the matter be "dropped here", and he would secretly place spies around Mingjing to infiltrate the underground party - once Minglou's identity is exposed, Mingjing would be punished.

Old Dai began to think.

According to his temper and anger, he should have revealed Mingjing's identity to the Japanese and let the Japanese kill Mingjing to vent his hatred.

But what Zhang Anping said made sense. Minglou's identity was too important. If Minglou had other thoughts because of Mingjing, it would be troublesome.

Moreover, as Zhang Anping said, Mingjing is Minglou's weak point. If this weak point is used well, there is no need to worry about Minglou changing.

After thinking it over again and again, he decided to do this according to Zhang Anping's advice - when Katyusha's identity was unknown, this was a thorn in her throat! But now that he knew that Mingjing was Katyusha, the thorn was no longer in his throat, and he didn't need to deal with it too urgently.

So the bureau headquarters sent a telegram to Shanghai, the content of which was just one word:

Can!
(I’ll give you a small plot. I originally planned to put it in the author’s story, but it’s a bit long, so I’ll just put it in a free extra.)
(End of this chapter)