The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 352 Takeover
Japan, Prime Minister's Office.

There were a lot of documents in front of Tojo Hideki, and he was busy reviewing them.

Being a dictator is great, but it is also true that you cannot rest for even a moment as you are the prime minister, army minister, and interior minister.

It was very pleasant to sign the transfer order for Zhou Qinghe. It hasn't been long since the signing, and Tojo Hideki has already discovered the problem. No one can ask questions casually, which is really not acceptable.

I've been feeling a bit sluggish these past few days when reviewing documents and doing things. The documents are piling up, and I'm interrupted from time to time.

"Report."

"Come in."

"War Reports from Burma."

The Japanese army's war in Burma was not going well, and the General Staff reported the matter to Tojo Hideki.

Tojo Hideji was very confused when he heard this.

"The British had 130,000 troops stationed in Malaya and Singapore, but Yamashita Tomoyuki only led 40,000 troops. It took him one month to capture 50,000 British.

The British were also guarding Burma, with only 40,000 people. We sent two fully-strength divisions, with more people than them. How could we not be able to take it down?

What else can those Englishmen do besides smoking cigars? "

The staff officer didn't know the specific reasons on the battlefield, but he just said: "They reported that they had reached the vicinity of Yangon and were going well, but they found that the Chinese had joined the battle. They helped the British army defend the city and their experience was much better than that of the British."

Tojo was furious when he heard this. "Has Chongqing gone mad? If I don't fight them, how dare they come out and fight us? How many people? Whose troops are they?"

"The Fifth Army, Commander Du Yuming, should have one or two divisions at the moment, and no further mobilization has been detected."

"Looking for death!" Tojo's eyes were filled with anger. "Send another division there, and send more bombers to destroy their defenses. Also, the Fifth Army in Chongqing is from Yunnan, right? Let the bombers give them some information."

"Hi."

"Wait." Tojo frowned.

The German army will join forces in the Middle East via Burma. This is a major strategic move and Burma must be conquered. However, he couldn't understand why the Chinese dared to come out and attack them actively.

This is not logical.

"Is the conflict between Chongqing and the Red Party over?"

"No, it's actually getting worse."

"deepen?"

Tojo was even more confused. According to the idea of ​​the man in Chongqing, it was time to strike hard at the Red Party. Not only Fujita Kazukiyo said so, but the staff of the General Staff also thought so, and this was indeed what happened.

It is abnormal to provoke them.

He frowned and thought for a while, then asked casually, "Do you know why the Fifth Army sent troops?"

"It should be because of the Burma Road. For the Chinese, Myanmar is mainly an aid route for the Burma Road. As soon as we attacked the United States, Britain opened up this road. Chongqing took action at this time, probably to keep this road."

"I know that. What I'm asking is why Chongqing dares to provoke us like this. Its energy should not be focused on us right now. I need a reason."

"I don't know."

"Get out, idiot."

Tojo frowned and thought about it, but still felt that something was wrong. He thought of Fujita Kazukiyo, but he was gone.

Why promote him to major general? Colonel is good enough. Now I can't even use him properly.

Tojo looked at the pile of documents on the table, frowned, stood up and walked around the office. He still had to find a way to get Fujita Kazuki back.

It was too hasty. I shouldn't have agreed to the position of Military Medical Bureau offered to Fujita Kazukiyo at that time.

After thinking for a while, Tojo picked up the phone and said, "Come to my place."

Military Medical Bureau.

Zhou Qinghe looked through various drug data reports very carefully.

Now is the moment when the national strength of the Empire of Japan is about to reach its peak. As one of the heroes, he must also share this joy, such as being busy making money.

The army wants to purchase medicines, which are produced by pharmaceutical companies. The factory belongs to him, and he is also the person who signs for the army. In theory, this transaction is a sale from him to himself.

Of course, nominally the company has nothing to do with him. As for those that really have nothing to do with him, that doesn’t matter. The Yasuda family will take action.

They make money from production and purchasing. It should not be too much for them to take 50% of the total military expenditure Japan spends on medicines.

Based on the budget spent on medicines last year, this 50% is only 80 million.

At that time, we can leak the time and route of certain drugs being delivered to the battlefield, and let Boss Dai grab them. This will definitely help the outcome of the battle, one positive and one negative.

Di Lingling.

"Hello? Okay, I'll be there now."

Zhou Qinghe had no idea what trouble Tojo Hideki would cause, so he could only go to the Prime Minister's Office.

As soon as the person arrived, Tojo Hideki said, "I want to adjust your position. Is the Military Medical Bureau busy?"

"Adjust, how to adjust?" Zhou Qinghe was confused.

"Tell me first whether you are busy or not."

"Of course I am busy." Zhou Qinghe couldn't say that he wasn't busy, right? He was indeed very busy.

Tojo Hideki nodded and said, "If you are busy, you should not be the director. I want to set up a new department in charge of intelligence. You will come to the Prime Minister's Office to serve."

"what?"

He had already thought about how to spend this year's budget, and now he was told that the money was gone? Zhou Qinghe was shocked by the sudden change and frowned: "Prime Minister, although it is your power to adjust the position, isn't it too hasty to change it like this?"

Tojo Hideki's face turned serious. "What do you mean by rash? Do you know how to speak? This is a decision I have carefully considered. You are a soldier, and all you have to do is obey!"

Zhou Qinghe frowned slightly: "But what about the Military Medical Bureau? The old director just asked him to leave, and now he is invited back? It's too casual to say this to others."

Zhou Qinghe finally understood why Tojo Hideki asked him if he was busy just now. If he said he was not busy in another way, it would probably mean that he had to manage two departments.

Tojo himself is not a dictator enough, this is to use him to the point of working himself to death.

"The situation changes quickly, so we have to change when necessary. As long as it is appropriate, we will obey orders."

Zhou Qinghe bowed his head, saying that he had no choice now.

Tojo threw the Burmese report on the table and said, "Look, the Chinese actually have the guts to send troops into Burma. What's going on?"

"The Burma Road." Zhou Qinghe could guess without reading the report.

"I know that. What I'm asking is whether this matter is worthy of Chongqing provoking us? According to you, shouldn't their focus be on the Red Party?"

"I don't know about that. Maybe it's an order from the Americans." Zhou Qinghe guessed casually.

Tojo Hideki said with a straight face, "Your task is to set up an intelligence department. I've thought about it and decided to pay more attention to the Chinese battlefield. After you set up the department, it will be dedicated to spying on the movements of Chongqing and Yan'an. You have to be quick. You can't be ignorant when I ask you questions."

"Is this the new department? Aren't there bamboo agencies for them? You can just ask them directly."

"Fatty? He is in charge of global intelligence now, with his eyes fixed on Southeast Asia and the United States. How can he have the energy to care about China? He was even sick a few days ago. He is only one year older than me, but his energy is really poor. He has delayed many of my work.

If you are asked to go, you should go. Just take over the Special High Section and build up the foundation as soon as possible. I will give you a week. After seven days, you must know everything I ask and report to me about the situation in China every day. "

"Every day?" Zhou Qinghe raised his eyebrows.

Although the change was sudden, Zhou Qinghe really understood what Tojo said. Feelings just wouldn't let him go.

"Any questions?"

"The problem is that if there is none, what about the Military Medical Bureau?"

"You take care of it first, and we'll talk about it later when we find the right person. It's just two departments. Look at me." Tojo Hideki raised his hand and pointed at the documents on the table: "Are you as tired as I am?"

Zhou Qinghe nodded helplessly, "That's true. Prime Minister, you have worked hard for the empire, you must eat more." Tojo's expression became much warmer, "Remember one week, you can leave."

What brain? Zhou Qinghe couldn't leave yet. "How many staff will be established and how much funding will be? It costs money to support people and buy intelligence. I have to make a budget based on the funding."

Tojo had actually forgotten about this. He frowned and thought about it before simply asking, "How much funding do you think is enough?"

"That depends on what level of intelligence you want. If you just want to send someone to observe, you can pay them a salary and then pay for some personnel placement expenses, such as opening a store or renting a house. These expenses will be enough. The land price in China is not expensive.

If you want to bribe them, the cost will be higher. Corruption among the upper echelons in Chongqing is quite serious. If you want high-level intelligence, the price will be high.

We can train people, but it takes time and there is a transition period.”

"Approve 100 million first. You can use it first. We'll talk about it later if it's not enough." Tojo quickly wrote a note, tore it off and handed it over: "Ask the accountant for the money. I need speed. The information of this department is only responsible to me. You don't need to tell others."

Zhou Qinghe took it and nodded, "Okay, then I'll build the framework first."

"I want intelligence."

"clear."

Zhou Qinghe came out of the office and went to the accountant to get the money.

This Dong Tiao Yingji is always on his toes. Chongqing sent him out, and now he has to send people to Chongqing.
This part may be easy to solve.

But the problem is how the Red Party can handle this.

We can't just wait until Tojo asks and then there's no one from the Red Party. That wouldn't be a problem to be criticized, that would be a matter of losing face.

It is definitely impossible to build it completely in seven days, so we should deal with Tojo first.

Zhou Qinghe first went to Doiyuan to ask for people. Tojo meant for him to go to the Special Higher Police to ask for people, but Zhou Qinghe didn't like these people. What Zhou Qinghe wanted was the list of Chinese spies in Doiyuan's hands.

Doiyuan now stays at home every day and has transformed his home into the base of the Bamboo Agency.

A standard Japanese-style mansion for wealthy families.

Zhou Qinghe was brought in by the servants. He looked at the scenery in the yard and smiled, "General Tu Feiyuan's house has a beautiful view. There are so many bamboos."

There are rows of bamboos planted along the wall, flowers inside, and a pond in the yard, which is actually in the shape of a Bagua, separated by rockery. There are a few turtles on one side and goldfish on the other side.

Sure, I know how to enjoy myself, and the yard is really well tidy.

The maid in kimono bowed and smiled: "The general praised you."

"Where's General Tu Feiyuan? I heard he's sick? Is it serious?"

"It's quite serious, please." The maid refused to say more. After all, it was an intelligence agency, and the rules were very strict when working here.

Zhou Qinghe walked into the bedroom and was shocked to see the fat and ugly man. The last time they met, he was in good spirits and had some black hair on his head. Now he looked haggard, with white hair all over his head, and looked like he was about to die.

"General Fatty, why is this happening?" Zhou Qinghe walked over quickly, frowning.

Tobiyuan forced a smile, put away the intelligence he was reading, and greeted, "Fujita, I don't have the energy to get up, please don't be offended, just sit down and serve tea."

"You're still up. What's wrong with you? What does the doctor say?"

"I'm not sick. I'm just tired from not getting enough sleep."

Dobi propped himself up and leaned against the wall, smiling helplessly, "I've been too busy lately, placing people in various countries and analyzing intelligence from all over the world. I'm old and can't handle it anymore, and there's a lot going on with Tojo."

"What happened to the Prime Minister?"

"It's not like you haven't served Tojo before. You don't know who he is. Ever since I've been in charge of international intelligence, he's been asking me about everything. It's really hard to put into words."

Zhou Qinghe almost laughed out loud after hearing Tojo's complaints. Tojo almost exhausted Tojo to death. Even a think tank like Tojo could curse Tojo behind his back. What a character he has.

"Tell me, how did he order you around?" Zhou Qinghe was very interested in such an interesting thing. He couldn't help but smile this time.

Tu Feiyuan squinted at Zhou Qinghe's mouth and complained: "Don't laugh. If I die, Tojo will have to look for you."

Zhou Qinghe gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "As expected of you, General Tu Feiyuan, the king of intelligence. You actually knew that Tojo was looking for me."

"Did Tojo look for you?" Hearing this, Dojo became more alert and felt a sense of relief: "Did he really look for you?"

"Yes, he asked me to be in charge of a part of the intelligence. He asked you for someone. Don't talk about me first. Tell me first, what did he ask you to do?"

"What else can I do? Look for information."

Doiyuan talked about what he has been doing since he took office in charge of international intelligence. He is really busy. Doiyuan is an expert on China. When he was in China, although there was a lot of intelligence about China, he could basically know what it was and what kind of judgment he could make just by listening to it.

But international intelligence is different. The names of people and places, equipment and military strength of various countries are all new information, so you have to remember them, and analyzing the intelligence requires a lot of brainpower.

Having left his comfort zone, Fatty, who is 59 years old this year, obviously can’t keep up with the energy.

And on this basis, there was also the issue of Tojo.

That's really not treating people as human beings. Any information that Tojo wants to ask for must be answered by Feiyuan alone on the spot, otherwise Tojo will even scold Feiyuan.

"This is not the end. After you were promoted and left a while ago, he found me and asked me to give him some plans for domestic affairs, foreign affairs, and military affairs. He even asked for my opinion on how to run the factory. Do you think I have so much time?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhou Qinghe really couldn't help laughing. This is what it means to have happiness built on the pain of others.

"We are in the same boat." Zhou Qinghe smiled and said, "Tojo is famous for his high energy, otherwise the Emperor would not dare to let him hold three posts at the same time. If it were someone else, the Minister of War, the Minister of the Interior, and the Prime Minister, he would be killed by the number of meetings he has to hold in one day.

You are lucky, Tojo is just using you. Think about those people in the General Office and the Prime Minister's Office, they are all chosen by heaven, they are scolded every day, and they have to work overtime every day. Tojo is energetic, but they are not. They have to wait for Tojo to finish dealing with all the matters and make sure there is nothing left to do before they can go home after get off work.

Once, one of them got off work early. At 9 o'clock in the evening, Tojo couldn't find him, so he sent him directly to the front line.

Think about it, how long will it take to finish dealing with the affairs of the three departments? They will scold me fiercely behind my back. "

"Only you can bear it." Feiyuan admired Zhou Qinghe. There were very few people who could serve Tojo satisfactorily.

In fact, for many things, such as intelligence, the General Staff itself has people responsible for different countries, one group for each country, so the intelligence is not confusing and is divided more clearly.

But Tojo didn't want such a person. Tojo didn't want him to ask the General Staff another question. Tojo only wanted an assistant, and this assistant could immediately answer all the information he wanted to know when he asked, and give solutions.

This is simply not something that ordinary people can do. None of the many intelligence section chiefs in the General Staff Headquarters can do it. Everyone has their own expertise, and if they go beyond their own scope, they really don't know what to do.

Maybe he could do it when he was young, but now he really can't.

Of course, Fujita Kazukiyo didn't know the intelligence either, but Tojo was naturally tolerant of him as a layman. It was understandable that you didn't know since it was not your specialty, but since you were an intelligence worker and couldn't answer the question, Tojo started by scolding you.

"Have you checked to make sure it's not a disease?" Zhou Qinghe asked with concern.

"I checked and found that I am weak. I can only sleep three hours a day now. If I sleep for a few days, I can actually recover. But you see..."

Tu Feiyuan picked up the intelligence paper on the bed and shook it, then shook his head helplessly: "Even in my condition, I have to continue reading the intelligence. I can't not read it. The war is changing so fast now. If you miss a piece of intelligence, it may lead to a big mistake.

Let me tell you, I got news from the United States that our attack on Pearl Harbor was successful because the Americans delayed the intelligence by two hours.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhou Qinghe bowed his head and explained the purpose of his visit: "I am here to help you share the pressure. Tojo knew that you were ill, so he asked me to take care of you more and set up a new intelligence department. I will be in charge of the intelligence on China."

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

"Then I can feel much more relaxed." Fatty smiled happily and felt a little better.

"I'm just tired." Zhou Qinghe smiled helplessly: "I can't chat with you for long. Tojo gave me a task and I need to see results within seven days."

"Seven days? Huh, haha, Fujita, you're going to suffer."

"I know. I'm here to ask you for someone. Please give me your manpower in China. I'm in urgent need of intelligence sources."

"Okay, I'll have someone sort it out for you, just wait a moment." Tu Feiyuan called someone over and asked him to get a list, then gave it to Zhou Qinghe.

Things went very smoothly.

After going out, Zhou Qinghe opened the list and saw that this old fox was good at talking but not doing. The names were all small fry. Some names of latent spies were given, but the list of moles did not include any high-ranking officials from Chongqing. The highest ranking person was a major staff officer of the National Army.

(End of this chapter)