The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 297 Pig Brain
Manchuria, the fat and powerful agency.

A serious-looking Feiyuan, dressed in a kimono, was kneeling on the ground, reading the latest war reports.

There was a shout from outside the door.

"Director."

The female apprentice bowed and walked in, holding the telegram she had just received and handed it over: "A telegram from Shanghai."

Tu Feiyuan took a look at it, frowned slightly, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. He murmured: "Fujita Kazuki has been back in Shanghai for three days, but he has not made any moves. What does he want to do?"

The same telegrams were sent for three days, all about Fujita Kazukiyo's movements. Zhang Xiaolin was dead, and Fujita Kazukiyo was like having an arm cut off in Shanghai. Whether in terms of the power controlled or the economic benefits, it was a huge loss, and making up for it was the norm. There was no action for three consecutive days, which was unexpected and did not fit in with Fujita Kazukiyo's drastic approach to doing things.

"What do you think?" the fat man asked the female disciple sitting opposite him.

Yuko Sakai bowed slightly before speaking: "The first day can be understood as just getting to know the situation, and the second day should be the day to take action. Regardless of whether it is suspected that it was done by agents from Chongqing or by Chief Kagesa, the former should launch a crackdown on the Chongqing elements, and at the very least, they should question some Chongqing personnel. Colonel Fujita was able to persuade the Military Control Commission personnel to stop in Shanghai when Shanghai was in chaos, so he must have some connections with the upper echelons of Chongqing.

If none of these happened, then we should consider the second possibility. Colonel Fujita suspected that it was General Kagesa who did it, so he did not ask the people in Chongqing.

The action we handled was perfect. He had no evidence and could not find trouble with Yingzuo, so the next step was to re-establish his own interests in the Qing Gang.

He hasn't made any move yet. I guess he is not satisfied with Zhang Xiaolin's son taking charge of the Green Gang. He is a dandy boy, and it is normal for Colonel Fujita to look down on him. After all, he still has to go back to his country. I wouldn't feel at ease leaving the charge to a dandy boy.

So he didn't move because he was looking for a suitable successor.

The Qing Gang itself is complicated and based on seniority. It is not easy to find someone who is obedient and of a higher seniority.

Excluding this possibility, the last possibility is that he intends to retaliate against General Kagesawa for this matter, but he has no evidence pointing to General Kagesawa, so he has nowhere to start a fight. He is a little unwilling and may be thinking of something, but I think it is harmless. Without evidence, he is still in Nanjing, and it is useless for him to report to the military."

After listening to this, Doiyuan thought silently for a while, and then said: "We set up this trap to induce him to point his spearhead at the Chongqing elements hidden in Shanghai. It would be best if the two sides started a fight. Shanghai would be in chaos, the Green Gang would change its leader, and Fujita would not be able to stay in Shanghai for a few days and would have to return to China. At that time, we would take action to solve the Shanghai problem and take advantage of the situation to reshuffle the cards, and this precious land would fall into our hands.

If he decisively supports Zhang Fayao to take the position, it would actually be a very good choice. After things are settled, we can kill Zhang Fayao. The Qing Gang is bound to be in chaos. His relationship with the Zhang family is severed, and he has returned to Japan. Our possibility of taking control of the Qing Gang is also greatly increased.

Unfortunately, delicious food is not so easy to serve, and Zhang Xiaolin's status is still low, not enough to arouse Fujita's anger, nor to disrupt his reason. "

"Colonel Fujita used to be a spy, so he must be cautious in his style." Sakai Yuko was not praising Fujita Kazukiyo. This was simply her basic understanding and respect for the strong.

"Teacher, why don't we wait a while?" Yuko Sakai's eyes flickered as she smiled faintly, "Colonel Fujita is still in charge of the affairs of the Military Medical Bureau after all, and he can't stay in Shanghai for long. Should we start planning after he leaves?"

Doiyuan shook his head slightly. "The military said he had reported that the Emperor wanted him to handle some medical matters with other countries in Shanghai. He has reasons to delay. He can delay, but I'm afraid we can't wait."

"Can't wait? He can't stay forever." Sakai Yuko widened her eyes in confusion. Even if he delayed, could Fujita still wait for a month? He should have left in half a month. At most, he would have to wait for a month.

Whether Fujita Kazukiyo is in Shanghai or not will definitely have some impact on their actions.

Fatty didn't intend to explain to her, because she would not understand the things involved unless she was in a certain position.

The person standing behind him was anxious.

The changes in the domestic political situation in Japan and the changes in the strength of forces made the people of Mitsui Mitsubishi angry and uneasy. They set out to suppress the power of the Konoe and Yasuda Fujita families. The starting point was set in Shanghai, because Shanghai was the base of Fujita Kazukiyo. As a key core figure of these two families, Fujita Kazukiyo had a great possibility of rising.

Once he rises up, Fujita Kazukiyo, who is favored by Your Majesty, will be a disaster.

By cutting off Fujita Kazukiyo's arm and making the progress of Shanghai's economic development irrelevant to Fujita Kazukiyo, Fujita Kazukiyo's contribution will be limited to the Army Headquarters and will be relatively controllable.

However, curbing the growth of Fujita Kazukiyo is only a small part of the whole plan, and achieving this goal cannot be called a success. Only by completely crippling the Fujita family and killing Fujita Yasuda can Mitsui Mitsubishi repeat its glory!
Shanghai’s interests are very important in themselves and must be fought for. However, compared with the long-term strategy, Shanghai’s interests have become just a dessert.

He had no choice. Mitsui Mitsubishi was not just a chaebol or one or two figures, but two major forces in the military that gathered around Mitsui Mitsubishi, which amounted to half of the military!
He is not in a hurry, but those who have been reassigned to new positions are.

'The situation can't wait.'

The war situation was at a stalemate, funds were in serious short supply, and the war situation was not optimistic. These were all mines hanging over the heads of the Mitsui Mitsubishi faction. If they did not take action, and the Yasuda and Fujita factions seized the opportunity to take a bite, they would then regret not taking action first.

At this position, he could no longer do whatever he wanted, otherwise he would really like to wait a little longer. The Soviet Union's attempt to assassinate Stalin failed, which led to the Mongolian War. He was defeated in the Mongolian War, which caused heavy losses to the military and he was punished. To use the Chinese saying, it was a bad year.

If it weren't for the current situation, Feiyuan would really like to wait a little longer.

As the leader of this department, he has no choice but to do it.

"Generate electricity in Nanjing, tell Yingzuo, start the Snake Project."

"Hi."

Shanghai, International Settlement, Fujita Mansion.

Zhou Qinghe is having dinner.

Although I was not in Shanghai some time ago, all the servants at home are still there, so there will be no inconvenience in life.

He doesn't need to spend his own money and can just use the money from the gendarmerie headquarters, which doesn't count as corruption. The gendarmerie headquarters has the responsibility to protect his safety.

As soon as he arrived, a team of military police were sent from the headquarters to stand guard at the door. It was British territory, but the British did not dare to have any objections to this matter. If Zhou Qinghe lost a hair in the British Concession, the British guy in charge of the concession would probably be so worried that he would go bald.

So the responsibility lies with the Japanese themselves, and you people should guard it yourself. This is called a tacit understanding.

At the door, an inner guard walked in, "Sir, Zhang Fayao wants to see you, with a white funeral cloth wrapped around his head."

"Are you up pretty early?"

Zhou Qinghe chewed his side dish and glanced at his watch. It was half past seven, which was ridiculously early for a dandy boy. After leaving Zhang Fayao alone for a few days, he finally came to him.

While eating breakfast, Zhou Qinghe had no intention of calling him, so he had to wait until he finished his meal.

To be honest, Zhou Qinghe hadn't really figured out how to deal with Zhang Fayao. He had to choose between killing him and reuniting the father and son, or sending him to prison to live out his days.

Zhang Fayao is a bully-level playboy. People like Zhang Xiaolin are guilty of committing large-scale evil, such as enticing people to gamble and sell opium. However, such people are proud of their status and will not touch you unless you offend them. It is difficult for ordinary people to even meet them.

But Zhang Fayao was different. If an ordinary person met him while having a meal and spoke loudly, he might beat him up. If he just passed by him on the street, he might kick him twice. Even if a black dog barked twice, it would become material for hot pot at noon.

The consequences range from broken bones to death. There are so many things he has done to bully men and women that it is difficult to list them all.

When he was a teenager, he led a group of thugs to run rampant in Shanghai, thinking that having a few guns was a big deal. However, he found that there were too many big bosses in Shanghai, including many prince-level figures. Even Huang Jinrong, a big boss of the Green Gang who was older than his father, was put in a dog cage. He could not be defeated and became a grandson. He was so scared that he ran away to Hangzhou.

There are indeed fewer bigwigs in Hangzhou, and with the protection of the Green Gang and guns, life is indeed much more comfortable than in Shanghai.

The good thing was that he was indeed a bully in Hangzhou, but the bad thing was that he had no rivals, and his life was unhappy. Feeling empty, lonely and cold, he started smoking opium and became addicted to drugs just like his father.

When people lose their brains, they do bad things at will. Under the lawless situation, even though Zhou Qinghe has a good ability to control his emotions, after seeing the intelligence, he has already thought of several ways to remove the appendix.

This is also the reason why Zhou Qinghe cannot choose him as his successor. First, he is stupid, second, he is vicious, and third, this guy really deserves to die. If Zhou Qinghe stands with him, he is afraid of being implicated and being struck by lightning.

He had thought about it these days. Choosing Zhang Fayao would be the simplest thing as the son would inherit his father's business and there would be less resistance. Choosing someone else would be a little more troublesome, but there would be candidates.

The rest of his life has already been arranged for him, all that’s left is for him to make use of his remaining energy.

Zhou Qinghe has good hearing. He is shouting at the door. He is so excited. What is he doing? Where is this place?

After enjoying breakfast, Zhou Qinghe asked the servants to take away the food and then asked someone to call him in.

Zhang Fayao had a white bandage wrapped around his head and looked choked with sorrow. As soon as he entered the room, he asked hastily, "Mr. Fujita, it's been five days. My father's body has been left in the lobby and is almost stinking. Have you found the murderer? In two days, the seventh day will have passed. What should I say to him if he comes back to life? You can't let my father be buried without knowing the reason, right?"

"Sit down." Zhou Qinghe waved his hand and looked at him. "Now that you know who the murderer is, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Fayao gnashed his teeth and said, "Of course I should kneel down in front of my father's funeral hall and admit my mistakes, and use his head to pay tribute to my father's soul! Tell me, where is this bastard? Who ordered him to do this? And those gunmen, they all have to die, where are they?!"

"The Nationalist Government in Nanjing."

Zhang Fayao glared: "Who?"

"Yingzuo Zhenzhao." Zhou Qinghe said with a slight smile: "Are you going to catch him?"

Zhang Fayao's face completely changed when he heard this, and he even stuttered, "Why...why is it him? What grudge does he have against my father? There is no grudge."

"He has set his sights on the Shanghai opium market and has fought with us before. This incident caused quite a stir. How come you don't know about this?"

"This this."

Zhang Fayao was completely stuttered. He had never thought of the name Yingzuo Zhenzhao. Catch? How to catch?

"What should we do now? Did my father die in vain?" Zhang Fayao had no choice but to throw a tantrum: "Mr. Fujita, we give you a lot of filial piety money every month. My father has all the records in his account book. I think it's a lot. You have to help, right? You are my father's best friend. You can't let him die in vain, right?

Besides, if Yingzuo comes to grab the Shanghai market, it will also damage your interests. You can't just let him take it away like this, right?"

The last sentence had some brains. Zhou Qinghe nodded and said, "Of course, we can't just let it go like this. I will handle this matter. Just take care of the Qing Gang and do business as it should be done. Take over your father's business as soon as possible. From now on, you will be working with me. I hope your ability to make money will not be less than your father's."

The murder was just over? His expression was somewhat unwilling and constipated. Zhang Fayao had a rich expression, but in the end he still cared about the business. After all, this was a big deal.

"Mr. Fujita, I need your help with something. There are a few old men in our gang who used to follow my father and are so ungrateful that they even said I am not qualified. Can you think of a way to arrest them and put them in the gendarmerie's jail?"

"Wouldn't it be over if you killed him?"

"The Qing Gang has a rule that brothers cannot kill each other. I can take action now, but these people are very powerful. If something goes wrong, such as their subordinates causing trouble, this... This will cause more trouble in the future and affect our profits."

Zhou Qinghe understood. They wanted him to be a knife, right?

Have some brains.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Qinghe nodded, "Okay, the business cannot be affected. Draw up a list for me, showing each person's position in the Qing Gang and which business they are responsible for. It would be best if there is some black material that can be directly arrested, so that it will be easier for me to take action."

"That's great." Zhang Fayao was delighted and looked around: "Do you have paper and pen? I can recognize everyone even if they turn into ashes. I will write to you now."

Zhou Qinghe glanced and the guard went to get him paper and pen.

Zhang Fayao wrote this.

Zhou Qinghe added, "Also, you'd better find out what industries and properties they have. Since we're going to arrest people, it would be a waste to keep the money for them. And if the news leaks out and someone wants to sell their property and run away, I can block it in advance."

"That makes sense. I'll check when I get back." Zhang Fayao agreed casually. After a while, he looked up and smiled, "Mr. Fujita, should we split the confiscated property 50-50?"

Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Zhou Qinghe even suspected that this man had lost his mind. How could he say such words in such an occasion?

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from the brains of opium smokers.

(End of this chapter)