My spy diary

Chapter 316 Rebellion (asking for monthly ticket)

"take away."

Chen Mingchu smiled triumphantly, and four strong men rushed up, took out a towel and stuffed it into Wanlilang's mouth, then took out a coarse cloth bag and put it on his head.

Now, Wanlilang couldn't see anything.

When he took off the coarse cloth bag on his head, Wanlilang had already been taken to a private house.

He squinted his eyes to avoid the glaring light and finally saw his surroundings clearly.

This house had been converted into an interrogation room. He was handcuffed and tied to a chair.

The interrogators on the opposite side were Chen Mingchu and Wu Sibao.

Maybe he was having a psychological battle with Wanlilang, so neither of them spoke.

Chen Mingchu looked amused, while Wu Sibao stared at Wanlilang with sharp eyes.

Just as Wan Lilang was thinking about how to respond, Chen Mingchu finally spoke:

"Brother Wan, Director Ding asked me to ask you, do you know that you made a fatal mistake today?"

Wan Lilang knew very well that if an agent made a fatal mistake in an operation, he should pay the price with his life.

But he didn't expect that he just wanted to go to the bar for some entertainment, but he fell into the hands of No. 76 so easily.

Wanlilang was silent.

Chen Mingchu continued, "Brother, even if a mouse burrows into a hole or a water snake leaves its lair, they will leave traces no matter how careful they are. Moreover, you left a note so brazenly. Not to mention us, even the Japanese and the French will not let you go."

"Of course, we are old acquaintances, we are all family, and we should not have different opinions.

If you are willing to turn from evil to good, I can introduce you to Director Ding and Director Li, and it will be easy to talk to the Japanese. If you continue to be stubborn, hehe."

Wanlilang remained silent.

Seeing that he remained silent, Chen Mingchu shook his head, took out a form, and sighed:
"Brother, why bother? Look at your glorious record. Why didn't the Military Control Commission use you? Talented people like you will definitely be entrusted with important tasks as long as you are willing to turn from darkness to light."

Wanlilang's resume is not brilliant, but it is indeed rich.

He was from Hubei, born in 1906, into a small landlord family. He was extremely intelligent since childhood. When he was five years old, his father sent him to a private school in the town to receive enlightenment education.

After the May Fourth Movement broke out in 1919, Wan Lilang and a group of progressive young people in the town went to Changsha to study and seek ways to save the country.

In 1924, 18-year-old Wan Lilang married a woman from the same town at the arrangement of his parents.

In 1926, she gave birth to a son.

In December of the same year, Wanlilang was angry that the shops in the town were dumping Japanese goods, so he secretly set fire to eight shops.

The shop owner bribed the bandits and immediately started hunting down Wan Lilang and his family.

He immediately sent his wife and children to his father-in-law's house and fled to a foreign land.

As for what he did during those six years from 26 to 32, no one knows.

But in 32, by chance, he was admitted to the Youth Special Technical Training Class set up by the Secret Service in Jinhua, Jiangsu and Zhejiang in Hankou.

I thought it was a driving school, but after entering I realized it was a place to train agents.

Here, Wan Lilang systematically learned such agent techniques as car driving, firearms, detective work, assassination, etc., thus transforming from a passionate young man onto the path of an agent.

After graduation, Wan Lilang was assigned to the Shanghai District of the Special Service Department. Due to his outstanding performance, he was highly valued by the then district chief Weng Guanghui.

But after Weng Guanghui was executed by Dai Chunfeng for reporting beyond his authority, Wan Lilang immediately lost his support.

But no matter what, this person is a veteran Military Intelligence Bureau agent.

Wan Lilang was not surprised at all that Chen Mingchu told him his resume in detail. He raised his eyelids slightly, broke the silence, and said slowly:
"I'm not Wan Lilang. You've kidnapped the wrong person. Just hand me over to the police station."

What followed was a long silence and confrontation.

Wan Lilang stared at the roof without saying a word. He could feel that Chen Mingchu and Wu Sibao's patience was gradually crumbling.

Sure enough, Wu Sibao slammed the table and glared at Chen Mingchu:
"You intellectuals are always busy with things. Why waste your time talking to such a diehard?"

As he said this, he took off his coat and shirt without caring about his image, threw them aside, grabbed a thick stick and hit Wanlilang.

"bang bang bang"

After a few blows, Wan Lilang was knocked unconscious, but he still didn't say a word. Wu Sibao became even more anxious and said to several of his men:
"Give him some water."

After receiving the order, several men rushed over with a wicked smile, picked up Wanlilang, and carried him to the next room.

He was tied to a bed, and the so-called "drinking water" was completely unexpected.

During the resistance, the plainclothes police covered his face with a large scarf.

At this time, Wu Sibao panted and asked:
"I'll ask you one last time, will you confess or not? Where are your accomplices? Where is the secret liaison station of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai?"

Wan Lilang already knew what he was going to face. He sneered and shouted while struggling:

"Who do you think you are to interrogate me? I want to see Li Shijun."

Wu Sibao didn't say anything. He waved his hand and his men brought a pot of water and poured it on Wanlilang's face.

The gauze was suddenly stuck to Wanlilang's face. The water cut off the air. He trembled all over and struggled on the edge of suffocation.

Next, cover the head, water it, and uncover it.

Cover your head again, water it again, and uncover it again.

Wan Lilang was tortured to the point of dying. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath and groaning from the depths of his throat:
"I admit it."

Wu Sibao laughed disdainfully. Everyone tends to overestimate their own abilities. This kind of person thinks he is so great and dares to put on airs in front of him. What will be the result?

He was certain that no prisoner would enter the interrogation room and would not confess, no matter who it was.

At the same time, after receiving the news of Wan Lilang's confession, Li Shijun smiled with satisfaction.

He once again came to the preferential treatment room where Liu Geqing was imprisoned.

"Brother, I have bad news for you.

Wan Lilang took the initiative to come over to us. He is now leading people to hunt down the accomplices of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai. This shows that Chairman Wang’s peace movement is the general trend and what the people want.

So don't hold on. The Japanese came to me today and wanted to take you away, but I tried to stop them.

But three times the limit, you may not be so lucky next time. Think about it, if you assassinated Chen Lu, will they let you go?"

"At worst, I'll die. What's there to worry about?" Liu Geqing smiled indifferently.

"Brother, I admire you. To put myself in your shoes, you can just die, but what about Lu Di?

A young girl is accompanying you to die, don't you feel ashamed at all?"

Liu Geqing was silent.

Wool beauty Lu Di was the liaison between Liu Geqing and Wang Tianlin and was arrested together with Liu Geqing.

Li Shijun found out that she was not a member of the Military Control Commission, and agreed to release her at Liu Geqing's request. But after Lu Di entered No. 76, he learned that "Li Ping" (Liu Geqing's pseudonym) was the hero who assassinated the traitor Chen Lu. He already had a good impression of him, and now he admired him even more. He refused to leave and wanted to accompany Liu Geqing to the guillotine.

She said to Li Shijun: "Whenever you execute Mr. Liu, please give me a bullet. I will be very grateful."

So many people were willing to accompany Liu Geqing to death, which made Li Shiqun, a villain, admire him and made him more determined to persuade Liu Geqing to defect and bring him under his command.

But no matter how hard he tried, Liu Geqing just wouldn't give in.

Seeing that Liu Geqing didn't respond, Li Shijun sighed and said:

"Forget it. The new Jinling government is about to be established. Since you don't want to work with me, I can only send you to prison. When you figure it out, come back to me."

Li Shijun left after saying this, but a trace of worry crossed Liu Geqing's mind.

Of course, he was not worried about himself. He couldn't figure out how Wan Lilang had betrayed the company. Would his arrest threaten the safety of other comrades?
At No. 76, Wu Sibao and Chen Mingchu walked through the corridor with frustrated faces and came to Ding Mocun's office. Li Shijun, who was working opposite, heard the noise and came out.

Ding Mocun, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, stood up immediately and looked at the two people with hope in his eyes:

"How about it?"

Wu Sibao snorted coldly and said nothing.

Chen Mingchu looked at Ding Mocun and Li Shijun respectfully and said:
"We rushed to the secret contact station provided by Wanlilang, but unfortunately we were too late and there was no one there."

Ding Mocun and Li Shijun looked at each other with unhappy expressions. The duck that was about to be caught just flew away like that?
Ding Mocun asked, "Where is Wanli Langren?"

"I detained him in the special treatment room."

Wu Sibao said disdainfully: "I think this guy is a fake traitor, otherwise how could it be so coincidental that he left the contact station and the others disappeared right after him."

Ding Mocun frowned and said, "Let's go to the interrogation room."

There are two rooms on the third floor of Villa No. 76. It is different from the "privilege room" on the second floor. It is more like an interrogation room with a full range of torture instruments than a privilege room.

The room is filled with torture instruments and is airtight. Once you enter the room, the strong smell of blood and the cold, gleaming instruments are enough to make you terrified, let alone the torture.

With a "bang", the iron door of the torture room opened. Wan Lilang stuck his head out cautiously, carefully looking at the expressions of Ding Mocun and Li Shijun, feeling uneasy.

He was a traitor and sold out his comrades, but all his efforts ended in vain.

Unable to submit his pledge of allegiance, he had no idea what was waiting for him.

Li Shijun looked at him, sneered and said:
"Mr. Wan? It's true that you are a talented person, but you can't provide any valuable information. According to our rules, we will not accept people like you. You can leave now."

"What?" Wanlilang was stunned in disbelief. Li Shijun actually wanted to let him go?

However, when he caught a glimpse of Wu Sibao and Chen Mingchu's meaningful smiles, and thought of the confession he had just signed, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Even if he could walk out of No. 76 safely, as long as his confession was published in the newspaper, the sanctions from the Military Control Commission would be enough to make him suffer.

So he immediately said:
"I will not leave. Since I have decided to surrender, I will definitely contribute my strength to Chairman Wang's cause of peace. I will never have second thoughts."

Li Shijun scoffed at his words:
“Then you have to prove your worth first. I need more information.

For example, the address of Chen Gongshu, the head of the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission, and the secret office of your district headquarters."

"This..." Wanlilang was stunned. If he wanted to take credit, the most effective way to cause destruction was to arrest people.

But his superior Xu Wanfeng had already run away when he arrived.

As for the district chief Chen Gongshu and the secret office of the district headquarters, it was not something that a team leader like him could easily access.

Now the district headquarters has changed its organizational structure and contact methods, and the transportation network has become more tight. Xu Wanfeng can only see the transportation personnel, let alone him.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Shijun sneered:
"Okay, since you don't want to talk, then leave."

A trace of panic flashed across Wanlilang's face. He really couldn't imagine that even though he had betrayed the country and become a traitor, no one would want him.

Now I don’t dare go back to the Military Control Commission. I am neither here nor there.

Seeing Ding Mocun and Li Shijun about to leave, Wan Lilang trembled all over and said hurriedly:
"and many more."

"What did you remember, Mr. Wan?"

Wan Lilang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He racked his brains for a while and blurted out a name:

"Wu Daokun."

"Who is he?"

Li Shijun frowned. He had never heard of this name before.

"I do not know."

Wan Lilang explained: "I only know his name is Wu Daokun, which is probably a pseudonym. I was ordered to carry out a mission a year ago and picked him up at Shanghai Station. I have never seen him since then.

But two months ago, I was strolling in the French Concession and saw him again.

He was dressed like a servant, and the man with him was called Li Zhiping.

This person was the captain of the KMT gendarmerie before the fall of Shanghai. He must be a member of the Military Control Commission. Now he is hiding in the French Concession. He must have a special mission. "

Hearing that he was a captain of the gendarmerie, Li Shijun finally became interested.

But there were so many people, especially in the French Concession, that even if they drew portraits of the two men, the French would not cooperate with their wanted warrant. With the power of No. 76, trying to find them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He looked at Wan Lilang solemnly: "Can you find him?"

Wan Lilang nodded heavily and said, "I want to try."

Li Shijun smiled mysteriously, his eyes fixed on Wan Lilang's face:
"Very good. As long as we can catch him, there will definitely be a place for you in the Secret Service Headquarters."

The night was dark.

The phone at the secret liaison station on Joffre Road in the French Concession rang.

Zhang Yi raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already half past eleven.

The sudden ringing of the phone at this point is bound to make people jump with fear.

Because of his phone number and address, apart from the four monkeys, only the French Concession Police Station knew about it.

Monkey, Qian Xiaosan and others had just finished their operation and left here. They would not call at this point.

Among all his work relationships, only Liu Junqing, a Chinese detective from the Concession Police Station, knew this phone number and would call it in case of an emergency.

So his call at this time meant danger.

Zhang Yi immediately picked up the loaded pistol on the bedside table, walked to the window vigilantly and looked around. Seeing nothing unusual, he answered the phone.

As expected, Liu Junqing's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Director Clayden just told me that someone from the 'west' entered the concession today. Six people came in total. I think they wanted to arrest someone.

But we don’t know where and who to arrest yet. I won’t be off work tonight and I may receive a call at any time. Please take care of yourself.”

Zhang Yi's heart sank. The 'west' naturally referred to the pseudo-spy headquarters at No. 76 in the west of Shanghai. Who were the people at No. 76 here to catch?

Could it be that the identity of the person who assassinated Cheng Haitao today was exposed?

(End of this chapter)