Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Counterintelligence Command.

Zhou Yue squeezed his cheeks at the door, took a deep breath and stepped in.

When he arrived at Zhang Anping's headquarters, his face was naturally filled with a flattering smile, and his voice came before he even arrived:

"Captain Zhang, you're okay... That's great!"

Zhou Yue was ready to apologize. Anyway, he didn't want to straighten his spine in front of Zhang Shihao - this guy was so scary. Now he could even lead soldiers with guns to block Xu Runzeng without any harm. How normal is it for him, a little Rakami, to not be able to straighten his spine?
Zhang Anping saw Zhou Yue coming in and gestured, "Sit down."

Zhou Yue was very nervous. With half of his buttocks resting on the stool, he looked at Zhang Anping cautiously, waiting for his thundering wrath.

But Zhang Anping did not react, but chose to close his eyes and think.

Zhou Yue felt more and more guilty and uncomfortable the longer he sat there. Seeing that Zhang Anping had been resting with his eyes closed, he made up his mind:
"Commander Zhang, this is just a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to do anything bad to you. I have a pig brain and I really didn't expect this. I..."

What is Zhang Anping waiting for?
Of course, he waited for Zhou Yue to say this - he knew Zhou Yue didn't do it on purpose, but...

It feels so good to have a bad reputation! At least all the mess will stay away from me. If someone were in my position and wanted to work with the Central Committee, how many cold stabs would he have to endure in the back?
But if it were him, although he still had the cold knife, he would never dare to be cold-blooded in what he did. This is the benefit of having a bad reputation.

This is also the reason why he deliberately left Zhou Yue out.

"Let's not talk about this..." Zhang Anping waved his hand, and then threw the investigation report given to him by Shen Fei to Zhou Yue:

"Take a look."

Zhou Yue quickly picked up the investigation report that was thrown to him and read it with trepidation.

He was afraid that this investigation report was directed against him.

But the above content made him secretly relieved. It was not directed at me, but there was a spy among my men?
Ok?
I was fooled by this bastard into creating hype in the newspapers!
Damn it, damn it, wolfish ambitions, wolfish ambitions!
Zhou Yue stood up and said angrily, "Captain Zhang, I will arrest this bastard and torture him right away! Bastard!"

Zhou Yue expressed his attitude aggressively, but actually he was not that angry - a spy was a normal thing. There was a Wang at the highest level of the National Government. What was so great about having a spy who surrendered to Japan in my hands, Zhou Yue?
Zhang Anping glanced at Zhou Yue and said, "Director Zhou, I can use this spy. Director Zheng should be waiting for you. She will discuss with you how to deal with him."

"I just hope you don't ruin my business."

“Otherwise…” He looked at Zhou Yue coldly, but didn’t say the rest of the words. However, his cold gaze made Zhou Yue shudder. Zhou Yue quickly said solemnly: “Please rest assured, Commander Zhang, I will definitely not do anything bad!”

"Okay, after this incident, the credit should go to your Chongqing Party Committee and Director Zhou. I won't take any credit for it."

"That's not right, Commander Zhang. It is an honor for the Chongqing Party Committee to serve Commander Zhang."

Zhou Yue still had some moral integrity. At least he did not change the Chongqing Party Committee to me or the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Looking at Zhou Yue's leaving back, Zhang Anping thought to himself, this guy has some moral principles, but not much sincerity - but the more people like him, the more careful you have to be, because when such people want to bite you, they usually don't go for the fleshy butt, but the throat.

……

As soon as Zhou Yue left the counterintelligence headquarters, he saw Zheng Yi waiting for him.

[This damn Zhang Shihao, you only need to pass on a message, would I offend you? You have to make me go all the way - you did it on purpose, it must be intentional! ]

But what if it was intentional?
He had to smile at Zheng Yi and said, "Director Zheng, Commander Zhang has told me that I will obey Director Zheng's instructions on how to handle the next matter. I will not hesitate!"

Zheng Yi put away his usual coldness at this time and said with a smile:
"I'd like to ask Director Zhou to take care of this matter."

Zhou Yue thought to himself: Hey, you military commanders are really shameless, why didn't you smile when you were delivering the message just now! Now that you need me, are you starting to smile?

He complained in his heart, but in the following cooperation, he didn't dare to make any trouble.

He was not stupid and could naturally guess Zhang Anping's intention of asking him to make this trip.

……

Lou Fangchen was like the vast majority of traitors who were willing to work for the Japanese. Firstly, he did it for money, and secondly, he was not optimistic about the outcome of the Sino-Japanese War, believing that the Japanese would definitely defeat China completely.

So faced with the temptation from the Japanese, he happily became a spy.

Maybe because he had been betrayed so many times, he was used to his identity now, and he liked this kind of exciting life, and he liked every financial gain even more - the money he got in exchange for the information he provided to the upper limit last time made him look forward to getting rich again.

Therefore, in the Chongqing Party Committee, he often pricked up his ears, listening to various news, distinguishing useful information from them, hoping to make another fortune.

While walking, a faint conversation came into my ears:

"When the director went out before, I saw that he didn't look very well."

"I noticed that, too. It seemed that the female director of the Military Control Commission came to see him. I don't know what message she passed on to the director, causing him to leave in a hurry."

"Female director? Are you talking about the one with the surname Zheng? I heard that she seems to be out on a field trip!"

"It's her! God knows what's going on!"

The voice gradually faded away. Lou Fangchen thought about the conversation just now and wondered:

The female director surnamed Zheng had followed Zhang Shihao before. She came here in a hurry. Could it be related to Zhang Shihao? But wasn't he detained by the order of the attendant room?
He understood that the Japanese gave him a very high bonus last time because of Zhang Shihao. In the eyes of the Central Bureau of Investigation members, Zhang Shihao was a plague god who should be kept at a distance. However, in Lou Fangchen's eyes, this was not a plague god, but a glittering nugget of gold!
He deliberately paid close attention and began to pay attention to Director Zhou Yue.

Not long after, Zhou Yue came back. He deliberately went up to say hello and found that Zhou Yue's face was very dark. Based on his understanding of Zhou Yue, he guessed that he must have suffered a lot of grievances.

He deliberately said: "Director, you don't look well, did you not get enough rest?"

"Humph!"

Zhou Yue snorted coldly, glared at him, and walked away angrily.

Lou Fangchen thought that the opportunity had come, so he deliberately went to the director's office. When he met the secretary, he pulled the secretary aside and said worriedly that he had said something too much when he met the director, and he didn't know if the director was angry or not, so he asked the secretary to find out for him.

He used this as an excuse to meet up with his secretary for a drink in the evening and ask her if he had done anything to displease the director.

"It's not your fault," the secretary initially just tried to reassure Lou Fangchen, but after Lou Fangchen made him drink a lot of wine, he mysteriously revealed the truth:

"It's Zhang Shihao——"

The secretary lowered his voice, looked around with a sly look, and then said, "He's out!"

"Our director didn't provoke him!"

"I got provoked - last time I went to the newspaper office to 'set fire', our director wasn't paying attention, and I ran into the Plague God's gun."

The secretary sighed and said indignantly, "This plague god is such a piece of shit! Our director treats him with great respect, right? After all, we are the Central Bureau of Investigation, not their Military Bureau of Investigation! The director has done this to the best of his ability, right? This guy is so fucking ungrateful!"

"Who said it wasn't! But... this plague god treated our deputy director like this, and he just came out like this? Is there any law or order left?" Lou Fangchen was indignant.

"Who told him to have a strong backer? But he's not a good person, either. From what the director said, this guy was exiled to Nanchuan County - probably because he wanted to settle old scores before leaving Nanchuan."

The secretary spoke of his guesses with drunken eyes. After he finished speaking, he seemed to be less drunk and started to put his arm around Lou Fangchen's shoulders. "Brother Lou, let's not talk about the God of Plague anymore - drink, drink!"

The secretary was so drunk that he didn't know which way was which. It was Lou Fangchen, who was also very drunk, who sent the secretary back home.

But after Lou Fangchen left the secretary's house, he sobered up instantly from his drunken state.

At the same time, the drunken secretary stood cautiously in front of several people and said carefully: "Director, Chief Zhang, Chief Zhang, am I acting okay?"

Zhang Anping patted his secretary on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job, but you shouted too much."

This sentence frightened the secretary so much that his face turned pale.

Shen Fei pulled the secretary aside and stuffed a stack of French currency into his hand. "Well done. Keep it confidential. If there is any problem, you will be held responsible!"

Not to mention that the secretary made a small fortune because of his excellent acting skills, Zhang Anping said to Zhou Yue at this time:
"Director Zhou, everything will continue as normal from now on. Just pretend that nothing has happened. After this is done, I will not forget the Chongqing Party Committee."

Zhou Yue said happily: "Thank you, Chief Zhang, for your support."

"It's not a promotion, it's what you deserve--" Zhang Anping said politely and called Shen Fei over: "You can stop here and go help Zheng Yi."

Shen Fei was stunned: "What about this line?"

Zhang Anping said: "I will come in person."

Shen Fei glanced at Zhang Anping weakly and thought to himself, this seems to be the first time that District Commander has personally dealt with a small spy?
你 你 好运！

This "you" naturally refers to Lou Fangchen.

……

There has been no progress at the Air Defense Command so far, and there cannot be any more problems on this line, so Zhang Anping chose to personally take action and keep an eye on Lou Fangchen.

He followed Lou Fangchen all the way back, and when he didn't see any signal from the other party, he started to track him in all directions.

That night, Lou Fangchen chose to rest normally, but judging from the dim light in the room that had been on for a long time, the other party should be writing intelligence.

The next day, Lou Fangchen went to work as usual. In the afternoon, he took the initiative to start "collecting information" with other spies - the so-called collecting information was to wander around the city in plain clothes and collect various information.

Zhang Anping had been keeping the opponent in his suspense and had changed his disguise several times. The difference in their levels was so great that Lou Fangchen had not noticed Zhang Anping's existence.

After wandering for quite some time, Lou Fangchen came to a teahouse. Zhang Anping had an idea and followed him into the teahouse. He mingled with the crowd and listened to all kinds of exaggerated rumors, but his eyes were always fixed on the other party.

When he saw Lou Fangchen seemingly unintentionally arrange the three tea bowls into a shape, he immediately understood that this was to convey information.

He waited patiently, but found that no one had any meaningful communication with Lou Fangchen. It was not until he saw a waiter in the teahouse had been paying close attention to Lou Fangchen that he realized something.

What happened next was as expected. When Lou Fangchen paid for his tea, the waiter stepped forward to take it immediately. His small movement did not escape Zhang Anping's eyes.

"Is this guy the one he passed the information to?"

Zhang Anping decided to give up tracking Lou Fangchen and instead squatted down in the teahouse, keeping a close eye on the waiter's movements. During this time, he got information about the waiter from other tea drinkers by asking questions.

He is from Shandong and fled to Chongqing two years ago. Seeing his cleverness, the owner of a teahouse took him in as his waiter and he has been working in the teahouse ever since.

As for this teahouse, it is an old brand that has been passed down for three generations.

[The problem is this guy. He has been hiding as a teahouse waiter, which means he is probably Japanese. ] [It seems that I am getting close to the real intelligence team of the "One-Armed Bandit"! ]

Zhang Anping had long been certain that he could find the real intelligence group of the "One-armed Bandit" through the spy within the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, but he was not sure whether he could find the "One-armed Bandit" in this way.

With no other options at this point, we can only try this route.

He patiently mingled in the teahouse, waiting for the "guy" to pass on the information.

Not long after, the waiter placed two towels on the horizontal railing outside the teahouse, and then the owner of the grocery store opposite came out, and brushed past the waiter under the pretext of coming in to drink tea - the two did not communicate throughout the whole process, but the information passed by Lou Fangchen reached the grocery store owner.

[The grocery store owner is the clerk's superior? ]

[Or is he just an intelligence transmitter? ]

Zhang Anping couldn't be sure, but the problem was that the grocery store was a business entity with too many people coming and going. How could he be sure to whom the other party would give the information when he couldn't get close enough to investigate?
Is this line broken?

He was unwilling to give up. After much deliberation, Zhang Anping decided to solve the problem in the stupidest but most effective way.

He stared at the grocery store with his peripheral vision and began to record in his mind every customer who entered the grocery store, and then eliminated those who stayed there for a longer time - because if the other party was just there to obtain information, they would definitely not stay for a long time.

[The person who obtained the information is definitely a core member of the "One-Armed Bandit"! As long as this person is identified, the "One-Armed Bandit" will be within reach! ]

He stayed in the teahouse for a long time like a gangster, engraving the faces of more than 30 suspects in his mind. He left slowly until the teahouse closed. Only after he had evacuated the street did he quicken his pace and quickly rushed to the secret base.

As soon as I entered, Zheng Yi came to greet me:
"District Commander, the Air Defense Command's inspection team returned at four o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhang Anping stopped and said, "Nothing went wrong, did it?"

"No."

"Keep a close eye on the suspicious individuals in the inspection team and intensify the efforts. This time, the daily monitoring report should be more detailed!"

"Yes!"

Zheng Yi was about to leave when Zhang Anping stopped her, "Wait, go to Jiaochangkou to recruit some laborers. There is a man named Ding Sanshi at this address. Find a way to get him among the laborers and transfer him here secretly. I need to find him for something!"

"now?"

"Well - find a more reasonable excuse."

"Yes!"

After Zheng Yi left, Zhang Anping locked himself in the room, took out paper and pen and started drawing quickly.

He drew portraits of thirty-four people who were suspected of obtaining intelligence.

It took Zhang Anping more than four hours to complete these paintings. After finishing, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the portraits, and went outside.

Ding Sanshi, whom he asked Zheng Yi to find, had already been sent here by Zheng Yi. This middle-aged man, who used to talk eloquently about military and national affairs as well as trivial matters in the teahouse, was now trembling like a quail.

Zhang Anping signaled the secret agents guarding him to leave, then he took out a stack of French currency and shook it in front of Ding Sanshi:

"Recognize a few people for me, and the money will be yours after the job is done!"

Ding Sanshi couldn't help but restore Zhang Anping's original appearance. He had no idea that in the teahouse that afternoon, the mysterious man in front of him had flattered him a lot in fluent Chongqing dialect.

He stared at the French currency and swallowed: "Really?"

"Really - I'll give it to you first! Follow me!"

Holding the stack of French currency, Ding Sanshi became much bolder: "General, what on earth do you do?"

"How do you know we are soldiers?"

"No normal person can be as decisive as you guys!"

"Good eyesight - come in." Zhang Anping brought him into the house and put a sketch in front of Ding Sanshi: "Do you know him?"

Looking at the lifelike portrait, Ding Sanshi flattered him, "Your painting is more realistic than the photos taken in the photo studio."

"Do you know him?" Zhang Anping frowned.

"I know her. She's Aunt Tang from the corner of the street. She's a miserable person. Her three sons all joined the army. The eldest and second son are both gone."

Zhang Anping's expression eased slightly, and he sighed inwardly, then took out another portrait: "Where's he?"

"Isn't this the sixth son of the Wang family?"

Zhang Anping was secretly delighted. This guy really was a local boss. He knew everyone around him.

He began to take out the portraits one by one and ask Ding Sanshi to identify them.

Ding Sanshi is really familiar with the people around him. As long as he has been here for more than half a month, he can talk about everything fluently, and he is worthy of being the king of talk in the teahouse.

With the help of Ding Sanshi, Zhang Anping classified the portraits. After all the local indigenous residents were picked out, there were only sixteen people left. Among these sixteen people, seven had arrived in Chongqing within a year, and one had been in Chongqing for more than three years and was eliminated by him. The remaining eight people were his first-tier suspects.

Since Ding Sanshi was an expert in the local area, he asked Ding Sanshi about the situation of these eight people in detail.

The more Ding Sanshi spoke, the more humble his attitude became. It was obvious that he had now realized that the man in front of him was indeed a military commander, and he should also be called a "commander".

Zhang Anping saw this attitude and thought that there were great talents among the people.

"Don't worry, we, the Military Intelligence Bureau, are looking for Japanese spies and will not embarrass ordinary people."

After some consolation, Ding Sanshi put aside his worries and began to talk to Zhang Anping about the information he knew about these eight people.

After Ding Sanshi's explanation, Zhang Anping grouped the three portraits into a separate group.

Obviously, these three people are the most suspicious.

"You will live here for the next few days - you will eat whatever we eat, and we will pay you a salary every day, understand?"

"I understand, you humble servant."

Zhang Anping laughed and patted the other person on the shoulder: "Don't waste this money. I think raising pigs is a good business. Raising some pigs may make you rich in the future."

“Raising pigs?”

Ding Sanshi fell into deep thought.

After Zhang Anping had Ding Sanshi taken away, he looked at the portraits and began to think carefully.

After some thought, he took out a photo from the group of three, and exchanged it with another one from the group of five - there was a 90% chance that one of the people in these three portraits was a Japanese spy.

But who could it be?
Looking at the three portraits he had drawn, Zhang Anping thought for a while and took out one first.

This man was called Chen Beishan. He came from the Northeast. He was a generous man and had several courtyards that he rented out at a reasonable price to the poor people who had flocked to Chongqing to escape the war.

According to Ding Sanshi, Chen Beishan is an extremely good person.

Zhang Anping believes that there are many good people in this world, but when a good person enters the sight of a spy, the possibility that this good person has a problem... is not low.

So he chose this person as the first target for investigation.

The next day he planned to launch a full range of surveillance on Chen Beishan, but the information brought by Yu Beiping forced Zhang Anping to give up the surveillance plan.

Because Yu Beiping intercepted another telegram from the "One-Armed Bandit".

And "coincidentally" what was happening was that at four o'clock yesterday afternoon, the inspection team of the Air Defense Command returned from Shenlong Gorge in Nanchuan!
Is this a coincidence?

impossible!
There is no such coincidence!
Zhang Anping immediately called Zheng Yi to inquire about the situation of the monitoring team.

Zheng Yi said the monitoring team did not find anything.

The monitoring team did not notice it, but judging from the enemy's radio transmission actions, the target had already completed the connection with the "one-armed bandit".

Seeing Zhang Anping's serious expression, Zheng Yi asked carefully, "Chief District Officer, did the opponent... send a message again?"

Zhang Anping nodded.

Zheng Yi's expression darkened upon hearing this, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "How about arresting them all and interrogating them?"

Zhang Anping smiled bitterly. The suspects were either senior military officers or foreign advisers. Should they all be arrested?

Even Old Dai can’t bear it!

"I have to go to Nanchuan." Zhang Anping cheered up: "This time, the Japanese spy sent a message, most likely reporting the location of Shenlong Gorge in Nanchuan. The Japanese air raid should be coming soon. I will go there to take charge."

He warned, "Once Nanchuan starts to attack, the enemy will definitely react. It is very likely that they will order the spies in the air defense headquarters to remain silent - or even order them to withdraw... No, they will not order the spies to withdraw, but only to remain silent."

"Keep your eyes on the suspect. If you miss this opportunity, it will be much more difficult to catch him in the future!"

Zheng Yi responded with a serious expression. Seeing Zhang Anping was in a hurry to leave, there was something on the tip of her tongue but she didn't say it after all.

She wanted to say:
District Commander, have we identified the wrong suspect?

But in the end I didn't say it.

……

Zhang Anping was extremely depressed at this time.

I have been out for so long, and I have always been invincible when dealing with Japanese spies. Every time I plan to kill two birds with one stone, it almost always fails.

This time, I only aimed at two birds, but I didn't expect that in the end I missed a single bird!
The only thing that could comfort him was that by following the line of Lou Fangchen, he should be able to catch a core Japanese spy - although the other party was unlikely to be a "one-armed bandit", it was at least a consolation prize.

"After the dumplings are harvested in Nanchuan, if Chen Beishan is a Japanese spy, he will definitely make some unusual moves. If we keep a close eye on him, we may even be able to catch a few more Japanese spies." (End of this chapter)