The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 70
"Did the city defense succeed?"

"Not yet. He and I are just good friends now. We just drink and go to dance clubs after work."

Zhou Qinghe thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What else?"

"It's gone, ah! It's gone, it's gone!"

Seeing that another piece of flesh on his arm was gone, Wu Ziyue spoke faster:
"It's only been more than a month since I accepted this assignment. I'm still in the stage of building friendship with Xiong Tianliang. I really don't have any other assignments, and no other assignments can be given to me at this time."

"Then how much do you know about Qingtian?" Zhou Qinghe guessed that Qingtian should be He Xiaofeng's real name.

"Qingtian. I also received an order from the base camp more than a month ago, saying that I was ready to be activated and a new superior was assigned to me. I just came into contact with him. I met him once, and we met again today. "

"We met once in more than a month? Only a ghost can believe this." Wang Yong shouted.

"Really." Wu Ziyue said with sincerity and sadness:
"I also asked Qingtian how I could contact you if I had information.

Qingtian said that there was no need to contact him. As long as I showed up as planned every day, he would naturally be able to see it. Even if I couldn't show up due to something else, my car would still have to show up so that he could know if I was safe.

He also said that if there is information that needs to be handed over, all you need to do is place a bouquet of flowers in a conspicuous place in the car and put the information in the mailbox. When he sees it, he will naturally find time to get it. We don't need to meet during the whole process. He said that this way It's the safest. "

Zhou Qinghe and Wang Yong looked at each other, and what they said was in line with what they had seen.

And if you think about it carefully, this method is indeed quite safe.

If Zhou Qinghe hadn't mastered the face in advance, He Xiaofeng would have caught him first.

Even if Wu Ziyue is captured from another route in the future, it will definitely be too late to capture He Xiaofeng.

Interrogation, portraits, going to the police station to search for information, and searching for an unknown person would definitely take far more than a day. He Xiaofeng ran away before he saw the car.

"On what specific day did I contact you?" Zhou Qinghe asked.

"December 6."

That was the third day after he returned to Nanjing.

"How long have you stayed in Nanjing?"

"More than two years."

"It's early enough. What else do you know? These things you are talking about now are of little value. If you want to survive, you must give me something useful."

"That's all I really know."

Wu Ziyue looked at Zhou Qinghe and said, "I know what will happen if I fall into your hands. Sir, I want to talk to you alone."

"Yes." Zhou Qinghe waved his hand, and Wang Yong and others retreated.

"Tell me." Zhou Qinghe sat on the table.

Wu Ziyue pursed his lips and said with a flattering smile: "Sir, I still have money and want to buy a life."

"Your property belongs to the country and will be confiscated. Do you think it's still yours?" Zhou Qinghe raised an eyebrow at him.

"I have another safe place where I keep some money."

Wu Ziyue is also very knowledgeable, "I know that the real estate must be handed over, but if you don't tell me about the extra money, sir, won't it belong to you?"

"how much is it?"

"Ten gold bars, twenty thousand French currency."

"It's a lot of money." Zhou Qinghe chuckled, "But these are not enough. I can't get much from one point."

"I thought about it, so I asked you to pay your subordinates. I have an extra 5000 yen in my private bank account. This portion is reserved for you alone."

"You are quite a man."

The current exchange rate between Japanese yen and U.S. dollars is almost one to one.

Zhou Qinghe smiled, it seemed like he could earn another sum of money. He had already said it, but he couldn't make the choice.

But Wu Ziyue shouldn't be so stupid. Doesn't he understand such a simple truth?
You can't be so naive, can you?
Zhou Qinghe asked curiously: "But why did I let you go? This is the Secret Service. Do you think I dare to let you go?"

"I'll think of a reason for you."

Wu Ziyue was prepared and had a clear mind: "Sir, I have been in Nanjing for a long time. I like this city. I am willing to help you and find out the secrets of your base camp in Nanjing.

I was accidentally involved in the Qingtian incident today. Many people have seen this. I was also arrested as part of a routine investigation of the person involved.

You let me go back. I'm at the base camp. I can explain that it was just an accident and I was not exposed.

You still confiscated the money and land, so I said that I was blackmailed by the Secret Service, and after the blackmail was over, I was released.

Everything is logical. It is impossible for the base camp to give up on me because of this. I will definitely be able to provide useful information in the future.

Really, you can send someone to keep an eye on me, and I will help you wholeheartedly. I am willing to be Chinese, and I like China.

You just need to tell your superiors that the reason for letting me go is for information. There is no reason not to let me go. Anyway, there are only a few insiders in the interrogation room and a hush order is enough. My experience will not be exposed.

And I have said everything I need to say, it is indeed of little value, and you are totally worthy of using your small means to make a big difference.

In addition, I am good at business, and I can give you a share of the money I earn every month.

What do you think? "

Zhou Qinghe's mouth opened slightly when he heard it. Don't tell me, what this guy said was really good.

In this matter, he just bet on Wu Ziyue's worthless life, and what he will gain may be great credit and monthly dividends.

Whether it's money-greedy or merit-greedy, that's fine.

And even if this person ran away in the end, Boss Dai really couldn't blame him. Whether he could leave or not was decided by Boss Dai himself. All he could do was blame Japan for being too cunning.

This is a worthwhile transaction.

But that's not what Zhou Qinghe wants.

What he wants is information about the Japanese, a spy!

Zhou Qinghe said noncommittally: "I can consider this matter. What else do you know about Qingtian? Or information about other Japanese spies."

If possible, Qingtian's own troops will be the best. If not, other Japanese will be accepted.

"It's nothing. He and I have met once. As for other intelligence agents, we will not have horizontal contact."

Wu Ziyue felt that the matter was settled, and his tone of answer was much more casual. "Think carefully." Zhou Qinghe's backhand was a stab of help.

"I think, I think." Wu Ziyue's arm spasmed, and he endured the pain and began to think. He carefully recalled the only meeting scene, and suddenly said hurriedly: "He should have an assistant."

"Who?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it. Ah! I really haven't seen it!
That day, the base camp sent a telegram to arrange a meeting place. It was at a park by the river. I arrived early and waited in the car. When he came, he came by rickshaw.

But I noticed that the rickshaw driver didn't leave. He kept waiting there. He was far away and I really couldn't see his face clearly. "

Assistant Zhou Qinghe frowned and thought for a while, a cold look appeared in his eyes.

"There are so many rickshaw drivers in Nanjing, what you said is useless! Can't a waiting rickshaw driver take a break? Does it have to be his assistant?"

It's really possible that this person was so cautious in his behavior, how could He Xiaofeng directly pull the rickshaw to the destination. However, Zhou Qinghe didn't say anything, he wanted to hear Wu Ziyue's judgment.

So he moved the knife, this time just to scare, but close to his arm.

"No! No! This person must be."

Wu Ziyue's eyelids were now scratched out by Zhou Qinghe's knife, and he spoke very quickly:

"At that time, I asked him what other tasks he had in Nanjing and if he wanted my help.

He told me not to ask too many questions and that he would come to me when needed.

But then he asked me for a sum of money. He said that this plan might be quite lengthy. We would be staying in Nanjing for a long time and needed some funds. He asked me to give him [-] yuan first."

"We?" Zhou Qinghe caught the word keenly.

Wu Ziyue nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, yes, it's us. What he said is that we will stay in Nanjing for a long time. This proves that we definitely did not come to Nanjing alone."

There are his accomplices on board!

That list!

This thought immediately flashed through Zhou Qinghe's mind, and then the list information he had seen at the shipping company came to mind. The information on the 145 people was still clear.

OK, an important clue.

Thinking of Zhou Qinghe sizing up Wu Ziyue with a smile, yes, this was just a casual remark when he was not paying attention. He Xiaofeng must have not noticed that there were some minor problems with this wording, but Wu Ziyue caught it.

It can only be said that the person who said it is accustomed to it, and subconsciously thinks that it is normal to say this, and it is no big deal.

For Wu Ziyue, all this was new information. He reacted quickly and remembered it all at once.

He is indeed a person who can be a spy, he is smart.

"Very good, this makes me think you are still useful."

Zhou Qinghe patted Wu Ziyue's arm to encourage him.

Wu Ziyue's painful muscles couldn't stop shaking, and he had to squeeze out a smile on his big, round face. While smiling, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sir, what do you think of the proposal I mentioned?"

Zhou Qinghe's eyes moved slightly, he looked at him and said, "I'll give you a chance to tell you where you put the money."

Wu Ziyue told Zhou Qinghe the address and bank account of the gold, and then looked at Zhou Qinghe and waited for the next step.

Zhou Qinghe could only say thank you in his heart.

If Wu Ziyue didn't say a word and held on till the end, it would really be possible for him to survive.

If you say it, you must die.

We can't have this clue here in the Secret Service.

This person can no longer be interrogated. It would be good if Wu Ziyue's confession is left to him to confess that he has only met He Xiaofeng twice, that the mission of trapping the colonel's staff is still being carried out, and that he does not know anything else.

Zhou Qinghe glanced at Wu Ziyue's cheek, nodded slightly, smiled, and turned around to go out.

Even if you kill someone, you have to take the money first. What if what you say is false?

Only when you see money can you be safe.

Zhou Qinghe walked out of the door, and his men were already waiting eagerly.

If you are in this business, why would you ask your superiors to stay? What are you doing in private?
Getting rich!

I just don’t know if Ke Zhou is generous when he grows up.

What they were thinking was that Chief Zhou would take Wang Yong alone to get the money, and the two of them would get the bulk, and then give them some soup and water.

After all, there was only Section Chief Zhou among them, so it was impossible for them to tell them the actual number, so they could tell them as much as they wanted.

In the past, when Zeng Haifeng was the section chief, one person would enter the most important rooms alone.

who knows.

Section Chief Zhou came out, scanned them all, and handed over a piece of paper: "Wang Yong, take someone to this address, look carefully, and avoid others."

"I know." Wang Yong stood at attention and smiled happily.

Zhou Qinghe pointed to a circle of his subordinates, and said with a half-smile, "You guys, keep it in check, don't let anyone see you."

"Yes."

All of his subordinates were smiling happily, and Chief Zhou was very proud!
"receive."

His subordinates immediately turned serious and solemn.

"Go."

"Yes."

What are you working for?
Isn't it just for money?

If you add more money, won’t this person’s heart be changed?

Zhou Qinghe turned back and entered the room.

(End of this chapter)