The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 111 Telecommunications
Zhou Qinghe patiently faced the painter, and his subordinates knocked on the door to report.

"Section Chief, what are you drawing?" Liu Kai looked curiously at the character sketch in Zhou Qinghe's hand. Not to mention, the drawing was really good.

"Section Chief, you can actually draw?"

"I know a lot."

Zhou Qinghe was not modest. He finished the last few strokes and handed the portrait to him: "Your next goal is to find a way to find this person."

Four plus one at Paramount in the evening, Zhou Qinghe gave him this one.

This one is the middleman, who can not only contact the four, but also connect to the source of the intelligence, which is of greatest value.

"But you can't alarm him." Zhou Qinghe emphasized.

"Understood." Liu Kai looked at the portrait and nodded, but his expression was a bit awkward.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "It's difficult, let's think of a way."

After all, the concession is not their own territory. When they first arrived, their eyes were dim. They could neither make a big splash nor have any connections. Finding someone was not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

"Okay, we 10 cobblers are worth three Zhuge Liang." Liu Kai also had a good attitude.

Zhou Qinghe smiled, sat on the sofa and said, "How about tonight?"

"That's it." Liu Kai put down his avatar and reported.

"I waited at the entrance of Shanghai District until 08:30. There were seven people in total who had contact with the outside world, but the most suspicious one was the first one.

This person came out with two other people, probably to buy something to eat. Then he went to the grocery store next door alone, bought two packs of cigarettes and made a phone call.

I was afraid of alerting the boss, so I didn’t ask. It was too dark and I didn’t take a photo, but as long as I was given a chance to recognize the person, I would definitely recognize the person. "

"That's enough."

Wait until there is another mole found and deal with it together.

"Afterwards, when the large forces from the Secret Service returned, they were quickly disbanded and everyone inside went home, so I asked my people to withdraw as well."

"Ah."

"Also, as for Jin Sanbao, I sent someone to contact him. Section Chief, do you know what this guy said?"

Zhou Qinghe saw Liu Kai's expression was particularly interesting. He wanted to laugh, so he also laughed: "What did you say?"

Liu Kai said with a smile: "He said he could help us for free, but there was a condition. He wanted to join our secret service."

"What?" Zhou Qinghe was stunned: "The toad wants to eat swan meat, so he deserves it? How did you tell him?"

"I said you have to show your ability."

"Well, that's a good reply."

Zhou Qinghe looked at Liu Kai with slightly satisfied eyes. Wang Yong trained his subordinates well.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

"Hey."

"Boss, the guest has arrived, alone."

"Okay, I understand." Zhou Qinghe hung up the phone: "Zeng Haifeng is here. I'll go down to meet him. You think of a way to find this person."

"clear."

Zhou Qinghe went downstairs and quickly knocked on Zeng Haifeng's door.

"Qinghe, come." Zeng Haifeng said without any nonsense, he immediately closed the door and said, "I contacted the phone company's internal line and calculated based on the time you gave me, that is, between 8:8 and [-]:[-], there are only telephone calls in Shanghai. Incoming calls, no outgoing calls.

There were two incoming calls, both from the clerk's office. I guessed they were asking when they would be coming home. It didn't look like they were calling to report news. "

"Not one?" Zhou Qinghe frowned in surprise.

"This is wrong. How could there be no one? How did the Japanese know the news?"

The time difference is only 9 minutes. The only tool for external communication is the telephone.
"It's the radio station."

Zeng Haifeng had obviously considered all possibilities on the road. He squinted and said, "If it's not a phone call, it can only be a radio station."

There was a problem in the telecommunications room, so that would explain why the intelligence was leaked several times in the past.

As soon as the intelligence came out at eight o'clock, personnel were dispatched, and the radio station could transmit the news to the Japanese in an instant.

"It's impossible to guard against it." Zeng Haifeng secretly resented it, and immediately looked at Zhou Qinghe and said: "There are six people on the day shift in the telecommunications room. The shift was supposed to be handed over at six o'clock, but today all the people were left behind, and those on the night shift also came in. There are ten people in the day shift. , plus the section chief on duty, there are 12 people in total.”

The telecommunications room has special functions and must be on duty 24 hours a day.

"I haven't asked specifically who was operating tonight. The two section chiefs who were in charge are also suspected, and they are the most suspect."

"Then you can follow."

Now that the scope has been narrowed to the telecommunications room, it is nothing more than a problem of twelve people. If you follow it up, this guy should be in contact with the Japanese.

That's not right, this guy really doesn't need to come into contact with the Japanese, he just relies on radio waves.

Even if the Japanese give him money, they can directly send a telegram to agree on a time, place, or even a bank account.

It's interesting. This method is really convenient.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and added: "We really need to find this guy. Tracking is too time-consuming and may not be effective. We might as well ask directly."

Although there are twelve people, the telecommunications room is not sending messages all day long. Most of the time, these people are just monitoring.

Anyone who touched the transmitter between 8:8 and [-]:[-] is suspected.

"Let's show it off. All these people in the telecommunications room are directly brought into a room to corroborate each other's confessions and arrest people on the spot."

"it is good."

Zeng Haifeng is not a hesitant person, he has been waiting for this day for a long time.

The lunatics of the Black Dragon Society were so crazy that he couldn't even go back to his home now. He didn't even dare to take a look at the house in the concession, for fear that someone else would do it to him.

As long as the problem of the mole is solved, the entire Shanghai District can move and completely leave the Black Dragon Society's sight.

Doing things now is too restrictive.

"Qinghe, thank you. It just so happened that I asked Shanghai District to move directly at night while it was dark."

Zeng Haifeng smiled and patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder, hissed and frowned: "But once this person is caught, the Black Dragon Society will know that we took action."

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Qinghe waved his hand: "Just know it if you know it. We have enough clues now. It's just about finding them when, or even finding out the mole."

Zhou Qinghe's eyes lit up, he looked at Zeng Haifeng and said with a smile: "Find this traitor and persuade him. Since he wants to send a report to the Japanese, we will let him send it."

"Fake information?" Zeng Haifeng reacted quickly.

Zhou Qinghe nodded, the corners of their mouths curled up, and they smiled.

"What a good idea." Zeng Haifeng stood up and clasped his hands: "If we don't dig a hole for them, it would be useless to catch the traitor. I will handle this matter and give them a ride."

"it is good."

Zhou Qinghe didn't care how he dug holes. With Zeng Haifeng's careful thinking, he must be a master of digging holes.

"Once this is done, we will be able to completely free up our hands to deal with the Black Dragon Society."

"Yes."

Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly, then smiled: "It's good news. The two moles don't know each other yet, otherwise they can at least keep one."

"Yeah." Zeng Haifeng was in a better mood. It was the best news to find out the traitor.At least, Shanghai area can be much safer.

But he immediately choked again and said with a complicated expression: "It's not Chen Fuan. I thought he was the mole."

"I'm the deputy district chief. It's not normal for me to go against you. You just landed in and took over my position. How can I lose my temper?"

After all, the possibility of being the deputy district chief and being a dog of the Japanese is still low, unless he is caught and rebels.

Zeng Haifeng breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood: "Okay, then I'll leave first and work all night. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

"It's better not to do it. You can do this kind of thing yourself in the middle of the night."

Zhou Qinghe patted his butt and left, "Don't disturb me before six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Oh, by the way, what's the name of the woman you're leading tonight?" Zhou Qinghe thought of the female spy at the gate of Paramount.

"Jiang Wen?"

Zeng Haifeng was stunned, then looked at Zhou Qinghe with a look that I understood, and said jokingly: "Are you attracted by the beauty of your parents? Do you want me to introduce you to you? It looks good, we are a flower in Shanghai, And let me tell you, this woman is extremely energetic and does things vigorously and resolutely.

Also, I can guarantee that this woman has never even been in love, because she is not interested in men at all, and there is no man in the area who can make her take a second look. "

"You only have this little thing in your mind, so go do something quickly."

Zhou Qinghe rolled his eyes at him and left directly.

This Jiang Wen is pretty good, so she came over to help him.

As soon as I returned to the room, the phone rang again.

"Hey."

"Boss, I'll be up right away."

"it is good."

After a while, Liu Kai hurriedly knocked on the door and said happily: "There is news from Jin Sanbao."

"So fast?" Zhou Qinghe was surprised, but also smiled: "Come in and tell me, this Jin Sanbao is still a capable person."

"Indeed, he kept telling me that the matter was done and he asked me to help him with joining the Secret Service."

"I'm too lazy to listen to this. Just tell me the situation."

Zhou Qinghe pointed towards the living room, and Liu Kai followed.

"Okay, Jin Sanbao told me that he went to Hongkou after taking the task. This group of Japanese people basically gambled in that area. He searched several places and didn't find this Japanese person, so he went directly to the lady from the brothel. Ask around, give him some money, and Haruzo Miyamoto, who has a devil tattoo on his hand, will be found."

Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly. Although it was a bit conspicuous, the Japanese knew that people from the Secret Service were looking for him, so it didn't matter whether he was surprised or not.

Moreover, this method was Jin Sanbao's own idea. If he really wanted to be avenged by the Japanese, he would be the one who died.

"This is the address." Liu Kai handed over a note: "Jin Sanbao said that the lady does not know this person's specific address, but she knows that this person is a member of a martial arts gym. When this person comes, he always works with a gang. When the Japanese come together, they basically come to have fun after training.”

"Section Chief, do you think these Japanese are from the Black Dragon Society?"

Sex drive after exercise?
Increased blood circulation and metabolism will indeed lead to greater desire.

Zhou Qinghe smiled and nodded: "Okay, very good, just bring out a litter. This golden three treasures has really made a contribution."

Cats have their own ways, and mice have their own ways. Let Zhou Qinghe go chat with a prostitute, but the prostitute may not be able to tell.

But this kind of Jin Sanbao must have prostituted all over Shanghai, and he has quite a few acquaintances.

"Send people to monitor them, take pictures of them first, and make a list of them. Regardless of whether they are guilty or not, there is no mistake in killing them all."

"Yes."

Late at night, Shanghai District Secret Service.

Zeng Haifeng acted vigorously and resolutely, but when facing his subordinates, he was not as kind and naughty as he was when facing Zhou Qinghe.

With a straight face, he directly locked the twelve people in the telecommunications room into the interrogation room. After a little scare, the mole confessed directly.

A unit leader.

He was kidnapped by the Japanese when he was off work. He didn't know how the Japanese found him. They forced him to write a confession and then directly agreed to cooperate in the face of the threat of death.

The Japanese were also very generous. They gave him a reward of 50 taels of gold for a talent who could provide almost all codebooks in Shanghai, and promised to give him money every month in the future, as long as he passed on the information in time.

Zeng Haifeng wanted to beat him to death after hearing this. The head of the telecommunications room, this position was as important as the Shanghai District's ears, and all the code books were actually leaked.

He did know how the unit chief was caught. It was the information provided by the first mole.

The first mole was more miserable.

He was arrested earlier when his butt was bitten by the Japanese.

The Japanese directly resorted to tricks on him. Unable to withstand the torture, they agreed to cooperate, and then sold all the information they knew about Shanghai.

After Zeng Haifeng finished dealing with the two moles, he started digging a hole with his backhand.

"Send a report to the Japanese, a secret order from the Nanjing Secret Service. At two o'clock in the morning, a batch of gold arrived at the Shanghai Secret Service. The Secret Service will be responsible for the custody. Someone will pick it up tomorrow. This order is top secret."

"Come on."

The mole who was pointed at a gun quickly sent out the information.

In Hongkou Expatriate Area, in a izakaya.

Miyamoto Haruzo was drinking alone.

He's a little bored these days.

The Chinese actually had information that he was a member of the Black Dragon Society, so that his movements were restricted and he had to reduce contact with other members to prevent other members from being targeted by the Secret Service.

This is somewhat unbelievable.

Judging from the information revealed by informants in the Shanghai District of the Secret Service, Nanjing has information about him.

This is even more puzzling. Shanghai doesn’t know about it, so how does Nanjing know about it?
No one could understand that the superiors were now restricting him from leaving the HK area, lest he would be secretly arrested by the Secret Service without even realizing it.

Boring days are annoying.

Bang, the empty wine glass hit the table.

"Baga, where's the wine?"

The closed curtain door moved away. Miyamoto Haruzo thought it was a maid, but who knew it was the leader.

He immediately stood up and said happily: "There is a mission."

Mitsui glanced at his expression and nodded to make sure he was not drunk: "I just received the news that a batch of gold arrived from the Chinese in the evening. It is located in the warehouse of the Shanghai District of the Secret Service. You take people there and get it all back."

"Gold?" Miyamoto Haruzo immediately became excited: "How much is it?"

"I don't know the details, but it should be quite a lot. It was sent from Nanjing, so don't make any mistakes."

"Hi."

Miyamoto Haruzo immediately gathered his men and rushed to the Shanghai District of the Secret Service excitedly.

Shanghai was extremely quiet late at night, and the closed door was opened by the Japanese, just like a signal, and the battle started instantly.

Intensive gunfire formed a two-sided attack from the inside and outside, and the flames of bullets illuminated the streets. What greeted the Japanese was an 80-man action team.

The Japanese group of more than [-] people were all beaten into sieves and their blood was sprinkled on the streets.

(End of this chapter)