The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 201 Shock

Imai Nanki did not expect that the situation would change so quickly. He originally thought that the Chinese were being targeted by their four subordinates and had no chance of escaping. With the section chief's perfect plan, the mayor of Shanghai was destined to be their winner.

But they didn't expect that they could use a rickshaw to escape. This was indeed a method they had never thought of. In this way, going to Yu Hong's residence today to stuff unpublished newspapers became a bad move, which directly caused them to lose the trace of Yu Hong. .

"Chief, what should we do now?"

"Check! Find out who called the rickshaw driver!"

Xiaolin Jiudai clenched his fist and banged it on the table, and said angrily: "50 rickshaws pull 50 rickshaw pullers, a total of 100 rickshaw pullers. Such a huge organizational power, if there are no people within the rickshaw company to help him, I don't even believe it!

Let’s see who is helping him. Is it the Youth Gang or a Chinese agent? If it is the Youth Gang and controls the concession in the future, we will kill him directly. Such a person cannot be used by us. If it is a Chinese agent, then kill this person. Dig it out for me. "

"Hi." Imai Nanmu quickly nodded in agreement, and then quickly asked: "Section Chief, what about Yu Hong? Do I need to send someone to check his traces?"

"Need not."

When Kobayashi Kyudai mentioned this, he no longer got angry, but smiled calmly, looking at the wall in front of him as if he could see Yu Hong's figure through it:

"I thought I could run away like this, how can it be so easy? His position determines that he can't hide, he always has to work! Don't worry, as long as our insider is there, Yu Hong will be there in less than two days It will jump out on its own.”

"Hi." Imai Nanmu nodded, thought about it and suggested: "Section Chief, why don't you ask Captain Fujita about the yellow cake driver? He has a good relationship with the Green Gang."

"Why are you asking him?" Kobayashi Jiudai rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Go and check it yourself."

Kushiro Kobayashi didn't like Kazuki Fujita. He had worked hard for so long and was only a major. If he had a good father, he would just become a major.

Kushiro Kobayashi doesn't think this is a kind of jealousy. The main reason is that Fujita Kazuyoshi is a military doctor. Kobayashi Kushiro himself will never be jealous of anything. Doctors have nothing to do with him, so there is nothing to be jealous of.

The key is that Fujita Kazuki has the military police in his hands, and there will soon be an intelligence class of 3000 people.

There are 3000 people. He is the head of the Military Intelligence Section of the Military Police Headquarters. The total number of all personnel is less than 200. Fujita Kazuki will have fifteen times as many subordinates as him!

In the past, the entire military police headquarters only had 3000 people.

This is an exaggeration.

He doesn't know what Fujita Kazuki's own intelligence capabilities are, but 3000 people will always produce talents, and 3000 people can see a lot of intelligence just by looking at them. Over time, his intelligence contributions may be greater in the future. Let Fujita and Qing take the majority.

Does the Military Police Headquarters still have the right to speak for him?

I feel so angry when I think about it.

He also didn't like Akio Tojo, because these 3000 people were the funds provided by Akio Tojo.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that this group was in urgent need of information and asked the staff to ask Fujita and Kiyoshi, who were about to graduate, to give him part of it. However, the staff asked him to ask Tojo Akio directly, but they didn't care.

Tojo Akio didn't agree, so he gave him a roll of his eyes and laughed at him, completely looking down on him.

idiot! idiot!

The two second generations together are really annoying.

In the French Concession, rickshaws were flying on the road.

Sitting on the rickshaw, Yu Hong couldn't help but shake his head slightly and cross his legs, looking like he was enjoying himself.

At this time, he was like an audience watching a big show in the audience.

Seeing 50 rickshaws and a hundred people dressed in rickshaw driver costumes, shouting out of the room, pulling up the rickshaw and running away, the Japanese were dumbfounded on the spot.

The thrill of escaping, coupled with the sight of the Japanese helpless, was so good.

It's like watching a good show, a wonderful show.

"Wonderful, this is wonderful."

He had to applaud this master of surprising moves. If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, he would have to see him.

Yu Hong decided to go back and ask who came up with this idea and who hired this person.

Are the people in the Secret Service so capable?

"Car driver, where are you taking me?"

"Don't ask, we're here." The man pulling the cart was a man in his early 30s. He was a rickshaw driver sent by Jiang Wen in disguise.

His temper was not small, so Yu Hong stopped asking, and soon he arrived at a new house.

Yu Hong was so satisfied that he even found a room for them, and then his men arrived one by one.

The five of them laughed when they met and discussed the scene where the Huangba rickshaw drivers were running side by side on the same street.

“Rare to see”

“Spectacular!”

"Get to work and get rid of today's official documents."

Yu Hong sat in this position. It was a critical time now. There were a lot of things in Shanghai that couldn't be stopped at all, so he immediately started working on his business.

This office inevitably had to contact government departments, so the phone call was made.

In just two hours, the address of this room fell into the hands of Kobayashi Kyudai.

"Hey, where to hide?"

Kobayashi Kushiro looked at the message on the note and thought of Fujita and Kiyoshi's 3000 people. He comforted himself with a smile on his face: "Some things cannot be done with more people. You still have to pay attention to methods."

"Ah? Section Chief, what are you talking about?" Imai Nanki, who was standing opposite, didn't understand.

"It's nothing." Kobayashi Jiudai waved his hand, threw the note on the desk, and said with a straight face: "If you dare to run away, you have to teach them a lesson, come to threaten him, if you don't give the result today, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow. !”

"Are there people killed in the French Concession?" Imai Nanmu was surprised: "The French people are keeping a close eye on us. If something happens, we will easily get into trouble."

"If you really want to kill anyone, just scare them. A cat plays with a mouse, and the mouse's psychology will collapse sooner or later."

"Hi."

Imai Minami immediately executed the plan and led six people to the door in person.

It was already evening, and Yu Hong and others in the French Concession were still busy working. After all, they had been delayed for so long in the afternoon and there was still a lot of work to be done.

When they heard a knock on the door, they went to open the door, only to see the Japanese standing at the door looking at them with a playful expression.

"Mr. Yu, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

"You Japanese people, don't go too far! This is the French Concession!"

The Japanese came to the door again so quickly. Yu Hong saw the Japanese's expression change slightly, turned around and ordered to his men: "Call the patrol room and ask them to come over."

Here, the best way is to let the French protect you. The French will not stop coming for the sake of face.

Imai Nanmu looked at the Chinese people inside with a half-smile as they went to make phone calls vigilantly, and said in a leisurely manner: "Mr. Yu, if you don't cooperate well, then what's waiting for you is something solid."

Imai Nanmu patted his waist, the threat was self-evident.

"After tonight, we haven't received accurate news from you, so we have no choice but to be offended. Think about it, inform us at any time, just on the opposite side. Let's go!"

The Japanese turned around and left, Yu Hong's face turned pale.

The subordinates frowned: "The Japanese are too arrogant, mayor, is this an ultimatum?"

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Yu Hong turned around and glared at his men.

His subordinate Banzheng stood up straight: "How could it be possible? The worst possible outcome is death. However, Mayor, your safety is closely related to so many citizens in Shanghai. Why don't you just notify the police in the city to take us back?"

The meaning of coming to the French Concession is to avoid the Japanese and concentrate on work. If I stay here as I am now, it will have no effect at all.

Even if you are a coward and don't come out in the office when you go back, it is better than being threatened by the Japanese here. You are all a coward, there is no difference.

"We can't leave now."

Yu Hong sighed lightly and said with a sullen face: "Someone has become a traitor and a lackey. If we don't find this person, what will we do after we go back? The losses will be even greater!"

We are here as bait, waiting for the Secret Service to find this person. "

"Sir, I know the truth, but the Japanese won't give us any time. What if the people from the Secret Service can't find them?"

"Then we have to stay, this is our fate."

Yu Hong was right, he was the bait here. Opposite their house, Liu Kai had a clear view of what happened.

The section chief said that the idea of ​​remote working is a good idea, but the phone line is there. Unless you are not working, there is no way around making phone calls in the office.

The internal mole receives a call from the office or detects a call from Yu Hong, and reports it to the Japanese to track the number to confirm the whereabouts.

To obtain the French Concession room number corresponding to the phone number, one must inquire with an internal staff member of the French Concession Telephone Company.

Wouldn't this be able to find this person?

The section chief arranged the two rooms facing each other in order to get the exact time of the Japanese's reaction. From the time Yu Hong made the office call back to the city to the time the Japanese discovered his whereabouts, the time interval was determined.

The mole within the government, the problematic person within the French telephone company, these two people are locked up.

The Japanese have no choice at all. Either lose their whereabouts, or hand over the mole and exchange the mole for a chance to control the whereabouts. It is a fair deal.

There were Japanese people at the front door. Liu Kai couldn't go out through the front door to avoid being remembered for his appearance, so he climbed out through the window at the back.

Find a public phone booth, call Yu Hong, ask them for the phone number they dialed after coming to this room today, and then call Zeng Haifeng. Zeng Haifeng started doing things.

Urban area, outside the government building.

The Shanghai team members hung up on the phone booth.

"The district chief has an order, take action!"

With a wave of his hand, forty members of the action team rushed into the government building.

There were not many people in the government building at this time, and they were a little panicked when they saw the Secret Service ID cards shown by the action team.

It's not that I must have come into contact with the Japanese, but I can't help but feel guilty when I see these kings of hell. I haven't had any contact with the Japanese, so why have I confiscated some small money?

In particular, a while ago, people from the Secret Service pulled out five of their regular colleagues and said they were RB spies. Then these people never came back, and I heard they were all dead.

"28353, which room is this phone number?"

"Third, third floor, secretarial department."

The people from the Secret Service rushed upstairs and found the secretarial department to arrest someone. There were three people on duty in the secretarial department at this time. When they saw the person coming, one person's expression changed slightly, one person's expression changed drastically, and another person was just surprised.

The expression doesn't matter, some people like to act, the Secret Service won't look at these, they will arrest them all!

"Why did you catch me?"

"Why should you arrest me?"

"Who are you?"

The roar of unwillingness spread throughout the government building, forming a deterrent.

At the same time, at the telephone company in the French Concession, a female operator smiled and said to her colleague that she needed to go to the toilet, and asked her to help her keep an eye on the situation before entering the bathroom.

Then he lost his expression and took out banknotes from his pocket, quickly wrote down a name, opened the window and looked into the dark night, and saw a rickshaw driver wearing a hat smoking in the corner below, and coughed.

The rickshaw driver raised his head, took off his hat, and revealed his face.

With this movement, the woman upstairs confirmed that she was the person she was looking for, threw the note down, closed the window and went to the toilet.

Downstairs, the rickshaw driver put out his cigarette, picked up the note, picked up the sweat towel on his shoulder, patted the rickshaw seat, and stuffed it into the small slit next to it.

He pulled the empty cart and started running. After taking two steps, someone got on the cart and got the note.

The rickshaw driver belonged to Jiang Wen, and the one who took the note was Liu Kai. It was not difficult at all to know who in the phone company had checked that number.

It's just a little money spent, and this isn't the first time we've collaborated.

Once the name is known, the person has been found. The next step is to verify whether this person is like the woman upstairs, who just collects money to do things, or whether he is a lackey of the Japanese.

The nature of the two is different, which also determines that this person's subsequent fate will be very different.

"Find a public phone booth and let the brothers do some activities later."

"Good boss."

When the man got off work, Jiang Wen's people followed him into the alley and carried out a secret arrest, and the man disappeared without a trace in the French Concession.

After finishing the matters in the French Concession, Liu Kai waited until Zeng Haifeng's matters were finished and reported to Zhou Qinghe together.

"District Chief Zeng arrested three secretarial department secretaries, and all three had problems."

"All three have problems?" Zhou Qinghe was surprised. The probability of rebellion was too high: "Has it been verified?"

"It's not all a Japanese problem." Liu Kai hurriedly explained: "It's mainly an economic problem. After searching the homes, a lot of money was found in all three people's homes. District Chief Zeng took advantage of this and directly used it. After a scare, Two people admitted to receiving money from Japanese people.

One was a traitor who gave the information, and the other received the money but was not prepared to give the information. His statement was that he only took the money to deceive the Japanese, but District Chief Zeng asked him if he had reported it, and he said he hadn't had time yet.

The other one was confiscated. He said that the Japanese contacted him, but he would not do anything treasonous. He was just a little greedy, doing things for others and so on. "

"Have you received the money you said you cheated on the Japanese?"

"I got it. It's said that the Japanese are really willing. A secretary gave me 5000 yen and said it would be this amount every month."

"Well, you tell Zeng Haifeng to be more ruthless. The two people who lived in the same day ransacked their homes and executed them. All the people in the government departments, especially the core departments, watched the ceremony, watched them being shot, and watched their brains burst."

Zhou Qinghe cannot be soft on such people, and he must shock these people in Shanghai's core departments.

"We must sound the alarm to people in government agencies. If you dare to pass the day, this will be the consequences!"

"As for those who are greedy for money, their money will be confiscated and they should be let go."

There still needs to be a distinction between the consequences of not being able to communicate with Japan, otherwise these corrupt people should all go to Japan.

As for those who were pawned by the Japanese, Yu Hong didn't have the right to deal with it. The Secret Service had the final say.

"Yes, I understand." Liu Kai nodded respectfully: "What about the mayor?"

"As usual, let the rickshaw driver make another trip."

Zhou Qinghe was worried that he might not be able to deceive all the moles in one go, so he had to try again.

Late at night in the French Concession, 50 rickshaw drivers started running around again.

At the Military Police Headquarters, Kyudai Kobayashi is waiting for the arrival of 12 o'clock.

The time limit given to Yu Hong was before tomorrow, and he was looking forward to how Yu Hong would react.

Then he received a call from his subordinates about Yu Hong being picked up by a rickshaw driver again.

"Running away again?" Kobayashi Jiudai thought about it in surprise. He couldn't figure it out. What's the key to running now? has no meaning? So he laughed.

He just smiled and his expression changed, something happened inside!

Kobayashi Jiushi's face turned gloomy. He had thought that the inside information might be exposed, but compared to Yu Hong's value, a secretary was obviously within the range that could be lost.

And it’s just a fluke!

Fortunately, I thought the people from the Secret Service wouldn't move so fast!

And as long as tonight is over and Yu Hong makes his choice, in fact, nothing may happen to the secretary.

Snapped! The phone was hit hard into the phone base.

Kobayashi Jiudai felt a little frustrated. He didn't get anything this time.

"idiot."

"Secret Service!"

The next day, Zeng Haifeng followed Zhou Qinghe's method and asked the people from the Secret Service to take the arrested lackey to the execution ground, while the personnel from the core department followed him with serious faces to watch the ceremony.

At the execution ground in the wilderness, the captured lackeys and the condemned prisoners that Zeng Haifeng deliberately dragged out of the prison gathered together 20 people and shot them at the same time.

The sergeant held a long gun in his hand. As soon as the gunshot rang out, the prisoners were wiped out at the same time, and their bodies fell to the ground. The frightened people watching could not help but tremble.

Very deterrent.

Yesterday I was a colleague in the building, and today I have become a traitor with a corpse. I believe that based on this experience, the Japanese bribery trip can not only be eradicated, but also eliminate many people's undesirable villains. thought.

If you do your best to obey fate, you can't all die.

After the execution, Yu Hong can go back.

There is really no point in staying in the French Concession. If there are still fish that have gone bad in the government, I can still help the Secret Service fish when I go back.

Zeng Haifeng and Zhou Qinghe are both bold people. If the mayor says to put the fishhook, he will put the fishhook. In the face of war, anyone can die, including the mayor.

Two days later, Navy Club.

Zhou Qinghe often comes to the Navy Club to make new friends these days. The HK area looks the same these days. It’s not a big change, and it doesn’t involve the core area of ​​Hongkou. It’s just that the Marines are stepping up their efforts to build battle buildings on the streets. Bunker.

New bunkers pop up every day.

This behavior has actually been going on, but the speed of construction seems to be particularly fast in the past few days, as if some news has been received.

Although he has sources in the Military Police Headquarters, the Military Police are from the Army, and the RB Army in Shanghai, except for the group of people feeding mosquitoes in the mountains, is from the Army, and all the people on the surface are from the Marine Corps.

These people have their own warships, their own stations, and their own staff rooms. There is some information in them that even Zhou Qinghe cannot know.

In this way, the Navy Club is a good place.

"Nishimura-kun." Zhou Qinghe shouted at a 30-year-old officer who just walked in from the door.

(End of this chapter)