My spy diary

Chapter 331 Danger (asking for monthly ticket)
"He is from Yang Wenxuan's group, right?"

Zhang Yi put down the telescope and asked the monkey.

"Yes."

"Tell him to come over immediately."

"Yes."

Monkey went out to make a phone call, and in just over ten minutes, Yang Wenxuan arrived.

Seeing Zhang Yi's serious expression, his heart skipped a beat and he asked uneasily:
"Stationmaster, what happened?"

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, Monkey took over the topic:

"Luo Boyang from your team may have been exposed."

Yang Wenxuan frowned, widened his eyes, and looked incredulous. The corners of his mouth twitched and he swallowed the word "impossible".

He quickly picked up the telescope and looked over.

At this moment, the situation outside changed. Two black cars were seen parked far away on the road outside the dock.

A man with a face full of flesh and dressed like a Green Gang member got out of the rear car. He trotted to the front car, respectfully opened the door, and raised his hands to protect the roof of the car.

Then Qingqi Qingyin, who looked smart and capable in a gray suit, walked down the car with a walking stick. A police inspector wearing the uniform of a senior patrolman from the French Concession also got off the car.

"Wu Sibao, Qingqi Qingyin, Dong Yan."

Yang Wenxuan gritted his teeth and said, these people gathered at the dock where Luo Boyang was hiding his identity, needless to say Luo's identity must have been exposed.

At the very least, he had become a key suspect under surveillance by the Japanese and puppet regimes, but he, the team leader, knew nothing about it.

He looked at Zhang Yi with shame on his face and asked:

"Stationmaster, do you want me to take a few people to kill them and rescue Luo Boyang?"

"inappropriate."

Monkey said: "We have just destroyed the checkpoint of the French Concession. The authorities of the Concession are very angry. We must not act rashly now and push the French to the Japanese side. If we want to kill them, we must kill them outside."

Yang Wenxuan fell silent, and the room fell into silence.

Zhang Yi calmed down for a while, crossed his arms, looked out the window for a while, turned his head slowly, and said:

"I don't care whether Luo Boyang has discovered the enemy's surveillance or what he is thinking. Pass the information to him immediately and order him to withdraw tonight. The others will be responsible for the support."

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

Yang Wenxuan looked solemn. "Luo Boyang's neighbor Aunt Liu runs a steamed bun shop. I have dealt with her before. Maybe I can think of a solution from here."

Zhang Yi and the monkey exchanged glances and nodded.

At this moment, under an awning at the dock, Qingqi Qingyin was listening to reports from his subordinates.

After reading all the surveillance logs and a stack of photos taken secretly by plainclothes officers, he pointed to one of the photos.

"it's him."

The person in the photo is Luo Boyang.

"Why is the Major so sure?"

Qingqi Qingyin smiled mysteriously: "There are many tall people we monitor, including coolies at the docks, martial artists in theaters, disciples of the Green Gang, thugs who guard homes, etc., but he is different from others.

Look at the description of him: he doesn't drink or gamble, he draws the curtains every time he gets home, and he sits with his back against the wall every time he eats out. This shows that his mind is always on alert, a habit that a specially trained agent cannot change. "

"The Major is really thoughtful and foresighted."

Amid the compliments from the crowd, a Qing Gang disciple came up and said:

"Taijun, his name is Niu Bao. Because of his great strength, everyone calls him Man Niu behind his back."

"Barbaric bull?" Qingqi Qingyin sneered, "We will subdue him today."

He picked up the telescope and looked at the house where Luo Boyang lived for a while, then said to Dong Yan, the inspector of the French Concession beside him:
"Dong Sang, you should have seen that this person is undoubtedly an anti-Japanese element. The extradition documents will be processed later. I don't want the operation to be interfered with by the Concession Police."

"No problem, but my people have to cooperate with the operation."

Qingqi Qingyin smiled without comment. He was still pondering when he saw a spy dressed as a rickshaw driver running over hurriedly.

"Major, a little girl just went in. She seemed to be delivering buns."

"steamed stuffed bun?"

"Yes, she is the daughter of the neighbor's bun shop owner."

Qingqi Qingyin was thinking, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

If the Military Control Commission passed the information through Baozi, the target would realize that his identity was exposed and would definitely destroy all documents and break out by force. Once he escaped, finding this person would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He snorted coldly and immediately waved his hand, saying, "No need to wait until dark, arrest him immediately!"

"Yes."

"Uncle Niu, my mother gave you some buns, saying that Mr. Yang was treating you."

Aunt Liu's daughter Xiaohua knocked on the door, tilted her head and handed a few steaming buns wrapped in a towel to Luo Boyang.

"Thank you, Xiaohua." When Luo Boyang heard that it was Mr. Yang who treated him to a meal, he immediately realized that this was Yang Wenxuan passing on information to him and warning him.

He touched Xiaohua's head lovingly, sent her back, and without even looking into the distance, he calmly closed the door.

Coming to the bedroom, he locked the door, lit the oil lamp, and broke open a few buns to examine them carefully.

Sure enough, the note was found hidden inside a bun.

Yang Wenxuan ordered him that his identity had been exposed and he should evacuate immediately after dark, and the other team members would cover him.

Luo Boyang held the note and thought for a while, then put it in his mouth and started eating it with the buns in big mouthfuls.

After eating the buns, he felt very satisfied. Today's buns were especially delicious, and he had made his decision.

He pulled out a basin from under the bed, put a piece of burning charcoal in the stove, threw all his various certificates, documents, rental procedures, etc., all the texts and books that could involve the organization and find out his true identity into the basin and burned them.

Then he opened the secret compartment of the closet, put two grenades in his pocket, took out a loaded pistol and put it behind his waist.

After thinking about it, he opened the safety pins of the remaining grenades, strung them together with a thin rope and placed them under the bed. He camouflaged the other end of the rope and connected it to the light bulb pull cord at the door.

After doing all this, Luo Boyang calmly went to the yard and started practicing boxing.

When the fake plainclothes officers surrounded his residence that day, Luo Boyang stood calmly in the middle of the yard and continued to practice boxing.

The sound of footsteps and bullets being loaded outside the house naturally did not escape his ears, but he was not at all panicked.

Seeing two plainclothes officers popping their heads out from the wall, Luo Boyang sneered, drew his gun and started shooting.

"bang bang"

The two plainclothes officers fell down screaming.

"Break the door and rush in!"

There were scolding sounds outside and the footsteps were getting faster and faster.

With a "clang", the door fell down and a group of plainclothes officers with guns rushed in like wolves and tigers.

Luo Boyang shot and killed several people, and immediately ran into the house. A bullet caught up with him and flew into his spine, and he fell on the threshold with a thump.

"Catch him alive." Wu Sibao smiled cruelly, and was particularly proud of his marksmanship.

"You little Japanese traitors, grandpa will fight you to the death." Luo Boyang's eyes were wide open, he struggled to get up and ran into the house.

The plainclothes officers and secret agents behind him rushed forward and chased after him.

"Hold him down."

Wu Sibao shouted harshly, and suddenly saw a smug smile on Luo Boyang's lips. He realized that something was wrong and said quickly:

"fast"

Before he could finish his words, Luo Boyang smiled grimly and suddenly gently pulled the light cord. "You little Japanese traitor, let's be buried together, hahaha!"

"Boom, boom"

As the rope was pulled, the grenade under the bed exploded instantly, making a deafening noise.

The strong shock wave wrapped in smoke and dust spread rapidly around the room with the bed as the center like a ferocious beast.

The items in the house were shattered by the shock wave, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the charcoal fire and glass fragments from the burning stove were shot in all directions like hidden weapons.

"Ahhhhh."

A series of blood-curdling screams rang out.

Teahouse.

"What's going on? Why doesn't he obey the order?" Amid the deafening explosion, Zhang Yi looked at Yang Wenxuan with a grim face.

The intelligence and orders that were passed on at the risk of involving ordinary people were ignored, which made Zhang Yi feel very disappointed.

Who exactly is this Luo Boyang? What does he want to do?
"Stationmaster, I don't know either." Yang Wenxuan's face turned pale. He was also confused. What was given just now was an order, not a request for discussion.

As a soldier, Luo Boyang refused to follow orders. No matter what his reasons were, he undoubtedly violated military orders and rules. This was a defiance and contempt for superiors.

"Stationmaster, what should we do now?"

Zhang Yi sighed slightly and said thoughtfully:
"Let's prepare for action. The Japanese have gained nothing and will definitely take their anger out on ordinary people. We cannot turn a deaf ear to it. We will split up and act to attract their attention and try to annihilate them."

"Yes." Monkey and Yang Wenxuan nodded seriously.

"Major." Wu Sibao got up from the ground, his face covered in dust, and said with lingering fear:

“I didn’t expect to fall into a trap.”

Qingqi Qingyin leaned on his walking stick and waved his hands expressionlessly. He looked at Wu Sibao and said "thank you for your hard work", then asked:

"This is the opponent we are facing. What do you think?"

Wu Sibao was stunned and said disdainfully:
"He is just a desperado."

Qingqi Qingyin smiled and shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with his answer:

"Although he is an enemy, he is undoubtedly a worthy opponent."

As he said this, he took off his hat and bowed slightly towards the ruins.

"A worthy opponent."

Wu Sibao looked at him in disbelief, wondering what tricks this Japanese lieutenant was playing. Some of his men were killed, some had broken arms and legs, and they were still screaming in pain, and yet you actually admire the anti-Japanese elements.

"He's also a hateful and despicable guy."

Qingqi Qingyin continued: "We Japanese people believe in the spirit of Bushido and fair duels, and we will never engage in such conspiracies and tricks."

Wu Sibao didn't believe his hypocritical words, but he didn't dare to refute them. He asked cautiously:
"Major, what should we do next?"

"Of course I want revenge." Qingqi Qingyin's young eyes flashed with the excitement of wanting to kill, and he pointed at Wu Sibao:

"Bring over the girl who just delivered the buns and the lady boss."

"Yes." Wu Sibao took the order and immediately led his men into the bun shop next door.

"Lieutenant Colonel Qingqi, this seems to be a bit inconsistent with the rules we discussed in advance." French Concession Patrol Inspector Dong Yan, who had been looking at him coldly, spoke up at this moment.

"I'm searching for anti-Japanese elements. I hope you understand." Qingqi Qingyin looked at him meaningfully.

A few minutes later, Aunt Liu and her daughter from the bun shop were brought over. They stood in front of Qingqi Qingyin with trembling heads.

Being watched intently by a group of ferocious plainclothes police officers, Xiaohua, who was only six years old, clung to her mother's legs and dared not cry.

Qingqi Qingyin was observing the expressions on their faces leisurely, and suddenly he squatted down with a smile, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Xiaohua.

The exquisite packaging that Xiaohua had never seen before attracted her attention. She sucked her fingers subconsciously and looked at her mother.

Aunt Liu shook her head and was about to stop him, but she was frightened by the fierce look of Wu Sibao behind Qingqi Qingyin and dared not move.

Qingqi Qingyin carefully peeled off the chocolate wrapper and put it into Xiaohua's hand. His voice sounded calm and gentle.

"Little girl, tell me, did someone go to your house just now? What did he say to your mother?"

Xiaohua looked at the chocolate, thinking, and then looked at her mother. Seeing her mother shaking her head, she said:
"Mom won't let me."

Qingqi Qingyin's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy. He waved his hands behind him, and Wu Sibao immediately stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Liu's neck, and raised his big hand to hit her.

"Bang", "Ah"

At this moment, several gunshots and screams were suddenly heard nearby, and several plainclothes officers ran over in a panic.

"Major, there are anti-Japanese elements."

Qing Qi Qing Yin suddenly stood up with a sullen face and glared at the French Concession Police Inspector Dong Yan:

"Did you hear that? There are other anti-Japanese elements hiding here. I want you to go out immediately and cooperate with us to block off several nearby streets and search. Arrest all the suspects."

This time Dong Yan did not object. He nodded and turned to make a phone call.

As gunshots rang out in the dim light, chaos ensued. Taking advantage of Qingqi Qingyin's opportunity to speak, Aunt Liu immediately picked up her daughter and ran away.

Qingqi Qingyin smiled cruelly, took out the pistol disguised as the handle of a civilized staff, and pointed it at their backs.

But before he could fire his gun, his face suddenly changed. He caught a glimpse of a flash of light from the window of a teahouse in the distance and immediately fell to the ground.

"Bang!" a bullet grazed his scalp and shot into the crack in the wall.

"Major, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, go catch the sniper."

"Yes." Wu Sibao drew his gun and shot back while leading his men to rush towards the teahouse.

But when they arrived at the teahouse, the private room was already empty, with only three teacups still steaming.

Wu Sibao looked annoyed.

What he didn't know was that after the rescue, Zhang Yi and his men quickly packed up their guns and retreated from the box to the rooftop.

They climbed down the rope that had been set up long ago, got on the waiting car, and evacuated calmly.

The streets of Shanghai under the night sky are still bustling with traffic and full of lights.

After making sure that all the personnel had evacuated safely and Aunt Liu and her daughter had been accommodated, Zhang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his residence.

Looking at the dark night, he still stubbornly wanted to figure out who this Luo Boyang was and why he didn't follow orders.

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Luo Boyang today and obtained relevant information - Luo Boyang was inspired by Zheng Huhe a month ago and joined the Red Party, codenamed Bai Yang, and was ordered to cover the secret meeting of the Red Party JS Provincial Committee held in the French Concession.]

Zhang Yi looked at the information in astonishment and frowned. He didn't expect that Zheng Huhe had planted a nail in his special liaison station.

In this way, many unexplainable problems are solved.

Luo Boyang must have discovered that his identity was exposed a long time ago, but he was on a mission and he knew that once he escaped from the surveillance of the Japanese and puppet forces, it would inevitably alert the enemy and trigger a large-scale manhunt.

In order to ensure the smooth convening of the Red Party's secret meeting, for the sake of his own organization, and for the safety of every comrade attending the meeting, he must persist in confusing the enemy.

Bai Yang, Bai Yang, he is worthy of his code name. Even at the cost of sacrifice, he will not waver or compromise.

Zhang Yi shook his head. Any blame in his heart had long since disappeared. He sighed over his death, but was also moved by his heroic spirit and passion.

[2. You met Qingqi Qingyin today and obtained relevant information - Wanlilang has lured and captured Liu Yuanshen, the acting assistant secretary of the Shanghai District .]

When Zhang Yi saw this information, his eyes narrowed. Shanghai District 1 was in danger.

……

(End of this chapter)