My spy diary

Chapter 335 Preparation (asking for monthly ticket)

Coming out of Fu'an is the busy Jinling East Road.

The police have set up checkpoints at the intersection and are randomly checking pedestrians' IDs. Anyone with personal belongings will have their bags opened for inspection.

This has become the norm in recent days.

Zhang Yi stood behind the half-open window for a long time, staring at the pedestrians hurrying on the road, without saying a word.

At this time, the monkey came in with a crumpled newspaper.

The newspaper was the "Zhonghua Daily" controlled by the Wang Puppet Regime, and the front-page headline read "The Shanghai District Organization of the Chongqing Blue Shirts Society and Its List."

".Under the wise leadership of Chairman Wang, the security personnel of the Special Agent Headquarters bravely attacked and arrested more than 130 Chongqing thugs lurking in Shanghai, Jinling, Suzhou, Wuxi, Changzhou and other places...

They also seized 18 secret radio stations, 28 2000-round Mauser pistols, 36 rounds of bullets, 850 new revolvers, 12 rounds of bullets, 840 Browning pistols, 180 rounds of bullets, 7 grenades, 4 large bags of explosives, 16 boxes of chemicals and large boxes of all secret files.

"Chen Gongshu!" Zhang Yi gritted his teeth.

Nanjing and Shanghai are important birthplaces of the KMT's espionage activities, and are also important bases for the Secret Service and the KMT's activities. They have always been equipped with strong espionage forces.

Even though Wang Tianlin's betrayal and sabotage had occurred, Shanghai District 1 was a rebuilt district, but its power allocation was stronger than before. However, it was now easily handed over to the Japanese and puppet forces by Chen Gongshu.

Ironically, most of the arrested agents became traitors, some defected without being interrogated, and some could not withstand the interrogation and defected as well.

After these traitors became traitors, they were different. Some were determined to be traitors, frantically trapping and reporting their former colleagues, while others secretly hoped to get in touch with the Military Control Commission and become double agents.

Those who were killed and executed the most were grassroots operatives.

".According to intelligence, there is a group of Chongqing thugs hiding in the French Concession in Shanghai. Their leader is Zhang Yi, a male..."

The monkey sneered as he read, but when he read this, the expression on his face gradually froze.

"Webmaster, they published your photo."

Zhang Yi took the newspaper and took a look at it expressionlessly. The photo was taken when he was in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Police Academy. He looked young and naive, and seemed a little unreal due to overexposure.

Yang Wenxuan reminded him carefully: "Stationmaster, your photo has been exposed. Should we report this to the bureau headquarters and withdraw from Shanghai?"

"Cannot withdraw."

Liu Kui said unhappily: "Boss Dai has just given the order, how can we withdraw?
Besides, No. 76 found that shabby photo from somewhere, and they might not recognize it even if the webmaster was standing in front of them.

No. 76 and the Japanese spies don't have three heads and six arms, and they have eyes on their feet. As long as the stationmaster pays attention, there will be no danger. "

"Yes, I believe the webmaster." Qian Xiaosan agreed and asked:
"The key is that Li Shijun is a man who hides his whereabouts and rarely goes out. We don't have an undercover agent in No. 76, so how can we determine his whereabouts?"

Zhang Yi didn't say anything and continued to read the serialized "Inside Story of the Blue Shirts Society" in the newspaper.

The author of the article is Chen Gongshu.

As a senior KMT official who surrendered to the enemy the fastest and betrayed the Shanghai District 1 most thoroughly among the arrested agents in Shanghai, due to his special status, he knew the most about the internal affairs of the KMT. In just a few days, he wrote "Inside Story of the Blue Shirts Society", revealing the history of the Secret Service and the KMT, including its founding, development, organizational structure, operation and establishment.

I don't know what Boss Dai from the Shancheng Bureau headquarters thought after seeing this, but Zhang Yi was so angry that he laughed. In the words of Prime Minister Zhuge Liang - he had never seen such a shameless person.

After a pause, he sighed and asked, "Have you ever thought about why Chen Gongshu and Shanghai District 1 have fallen to this point?"

Monkey, Qian Xiaosan, Yang Wenxuan and Liu Kui, who were standing with their hands hanging down, looked at each other, wondering why the webmaster asked this.

Zhang Yi hesitated for a long time before speaking, as if he was talking to a few people, or as if he was talking to himself:

"As long as any organization relies on loyalty to a certain person or group as its spiritual pillar, today's tragedy is inevitable."

The few people were even more confused. Liu Kui stretched his neck and asked depressedly:

"Stationmaster, what should we be loyal to?"

"The country, the land, the nation, the people, and the faith in our hearts."

“Isn’t that still the Three Principles of the People?”

"Faith should not be attached to any one person. Faith must be tested in constant practice and fighting, and only then can it be firm in the end." Zhang Yi said, looking directly at the few people, his eyes like a knife:
"Similarly, don't trust me too much. Trust yourself. If I get arrested someday, you must shoot me to death without hesitation."

After a pause, he glanced at his watch and said, "Intelligence shows that Wang's military and political advisor Koyama Jiufu arrived in Shanghai yesterday.

After attending the meeting of the Japanese headquarters in Shanghai, he will hold a thank-you dance at the Shanghai Hotel to raise funds for the "Peaceful National Construction Army".

The Mei Agency and the No. 76 Pseudo-Agent Headquarters are responsible for his safety. Li Shijun is expected to show up. This is our chance."

Monkey said, "Xiao Shan Jiufu also has a Chinese name called Chang Zizai. He is number 27 on our Military Control Commission's assassination list."

Liu Kui said disdainfully: "Who cares if he is comfortable or not? If he makes us uncomfortable, we will kill him."

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Everyone, get ready. Tonight we will sound the death knell for Li Shijun."

"Tonight we are going to sound the death knell for the Military Control Commission's special liaison station."

No. 76, Li Shijun was also reading a newspaper with a mysterious expression on his face.

As he said this, he glanced at Chen Gongshu, who looked gloomy, and said comfortingly, "Please accept my condolences."

"Thank you Director Li, no, Chairman Li."

Chen Gongshu didn’t know whether the death knell of the Military Control Commission’s special liaison station would be rung, but the death knell had already struck his heart.

He personally handed over the family business that Boss Dai had worked so hard to build to the Japanese puppet regime, which undoubtedly took away a piece of Boss Dai's heart.

I don’t know if it was retribution, but Chen Gongshu’s son died young.

Compared with his extreme sadness, Li Shijun was in high spirits.

With the merit of wiping out the Military Control Commission's Shanghai District in one fell swoop, and through the operation of the Mei Agency, Li Shijun has obtained the position of Chairman of JS Province.

"Now that we are all in the same boat, there's no need to be polite." Li Shijun smiled and took out a check from the drawer and handed it to Chen Gongshu.

"This is for you. If you lose your son, you can still have another one. Marry a few concubines and have as many children as you want."

"Is it too much?"

Chen Gongshu took the check with his butt sticking out, and was stunned when he saw the number on the check.

"Is it a lot? You deserve it."

Li Shijun waved his hand nonchalantly. He now held several lucrative positions, including Chairman of JS Province, Minister of Investigation and Statistics, Secretary-General of the Cleanup Committee, and Director of the Cleanup Committee's Suzhou Office. One million Central Bank bonds were just a drop in the bucket for him, and the money was also extorted by him.

The first thing Li Shijun did after taking office as the chairman of JS Province was to issue orders and launch an attack on Zhou Mouhai.

At that time, that was different. In order for the fake Central Reserve Bank to successfully promote the Central Reserve Bank bonds in Suzhou, Zhou Mouhai had to pay Li Shijun 2000 million yuan in bribes, and almost all of the money went into Li Shijun's personal pocket.

So Boss Dai's previous attempt to bribe him with 300 million French francs had no appeal to Li Shijun at all.

Thinking of Dai Chunfeng, Li Shijun smiled and looked at Chen Gongshu and said:

"You'll have to do me a favor later."

"what?"

"Send a telegram to Brother Yunong for me."

Chen Gongshu was stunned. But Li Shijun did not give him a chance to think. He clapped his hands, and soon a plainclothes officer came in with a radio and code book seized from the First District of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai.

"let's start."

".What's the content?" Chen Gongshu was dumbfounded.

"Well, let's say that I, Li Shijun, welcome Mr. Dai to lead the entire Military Control Commission to participate in Mr. Wang's peace movement. I am ready to welcome you.

As long as he is willing to come, I can give him the position of Minister of the Statistics Department, which is higher than his position of Deputy Director. "

Li Shijun thought, isn't Dai Chunfeng going to give him a higher position on behalf of the chairman? He can also give him a position.

This is undoubtedly a sarcastic telegram, using the Military Intelligence Bureau's radio station, code book, and people from the Military Intelligence Bureau to send you a telegram asking you to surrender.

What does it mean to kill someone and destroy their heart? This is called killing someone and destroying their heart.

Based on Chen Gongshu's understanding of Boss Dai, Dai Chunfeng would definitely go crazy after receiving such a telegram.

Seeing Chen Gongshu finish sending the telegram with an expressionless face, Li Shijun asked again:

"Any news about Zhang Yi?"

Chen Gongshu shook his head. He only knew that Zhang Yi was the person in charge of the Special Liaison Station, but he knew nothing about the organizational and personnel structure of the Special Liaison Station and had no idea at all.

“You only know the fish belly, but not the fish belly?”

Li Shijun's expression darkened, and he said, "The bait has been laid out, will the big fish take the bait?"

Chen Gongshu looked unhappy and didn't know how to respond. He just lowered his head and fiddled with the check in his hand.

At this time, Wan Lilang knocked on the door and came in. He held a telegram draft in his hand. Without even looking at Chen Gongshu, he bowed and said to Li Shijun:
"Director, this was found in the secret documents seized from the First District of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai. The words written between the lines do not sound like the tone of a special agent at all."

"Xu Ming? Who is he?" Li Shijun took the telegram, glanced through it, and agreed with Wan Lilang's statement.

The content of the telegram certainly doesn't sound like something an agent would say.

The telegram suggested that individual Japanese military officers should not be assassinated in occupied areas such as Shanghai in the future, because such an approach would be completely counterproductive.

He also gave a specific example, saying that after the previous operatives assassinated several Japanese military police near Yuyuan Road in Shanghai, the Japanese army immediately sealed off the area and searched house by house for suspicious elements, implicating thousands of residents.

In addition, the Japanese army killed dozens of innocent civilians in retaliation and did not allow residents of the area to enter or leave for a long time. Residents' lives were greatly affected, so they were extremely dissatisfied with the Yamashiro government.

Ordinary people just want to live. You can fight against the Japanese, but you can’t affect my life.

Therefore, the sender said that he hoped the Military Control Commission would stop doing these meaningless things sporadically, so as not to lose the support of the people in the occupied areas.

"You'll have to ask District Chief Chen. The telegram was sent from the radio station in Shanghai District 1, haha."

Wanlilang looked at Chen Gongshu aggressively. In the past, it was extremely difficult to meet the district chief Chen Gongshu. But it was really a matter of karma. No one could escape from it. He never expected that the district chief Chen, who always thought highly of himself, would follow in his footsteps.

Chen Gongshu looked embarrassed, avoiding Wanlilang's burning gaze, and said in silence for a while:

"I don't know either. Xu Ming is probably a pseudonym. You should ask the radio operator at the time."

There were so many secret radio stations in District 1 of Shanghai, and they used aliases. It was naturally difficult for Chen Gongshu, who was high up in the hierarchy, to grasp the specific situation.

Wan Lilang didn't believe it and asked stubbornly:
"You don't know, or you don't want to tell me? District Chief Chen, what No. 76 hates most is two-faced people, who surrender openly but secretly maintain ties with the Military Control Commission."

Chen Gongshu was furious. He never thought that a former squad leader would one day become his superior. But at this moment in No. 76, he could do nothing about the other party. He sighed and looked gloomy.
"I really do not know."

Wan Lilang was about to say something, but Li Shijun interrupted him:
"Okay, since Brother Gongshu said he doesn't know, then he definitely doesn't know."

He turned and looked at Chen Gongshu: "Brother Gongshu, you should go back and rest first. You need to continue writing "Inside Story of the Blue Shirts Society". Meanwhile, if you think of anything, remember to let me know immediately."

"Yes." Chen Gongshu hunched over, responded, and turned away.

"Director." Wan Lilang stared at his back and sneered.

"Okay, I know who this person is." Li Shijun smiled mysteriously and motioned Wanlilang to come closer.

"Yes. I'll bring him back now."

In the evening, the lights came on and it was cloudy and rainy.

Zhang Yi got off a rickshaw, wearing the uniform of a Japanese captain, with one arm in a plaster cast and bandage hanging around his neck, looking like a young officer who had sneaked out of the Army Hospital for some fun.

At this moment, the Shanghai Hotel was brightly lit, and well-dressed dignitaries and ladies were coming in and out, accepting inspections and acceptance invitations from plainclothes No. 76 officers and Japanese special agents.

Zhang Yi caught a glimpse of a modern girl at the door flirting and chatting with a pot-bellied businessman with her back to him. He glanced around vigilantly and strode over.

"Mr. Zhou?" Zhang Yi patted the man's shoulder skillfully.

"Who are you?" The man turned around depressedly and looked at Zhang Yi with a frown.

"Oh, I got the wrong person."

Zhang Yi showed no apology at all. He bumped into the man, walked between the two of them, put the invitation in his arms, and walked straight to the hotel.

"Invitation." A plainclothes officer came forward and looked at the invitation. He looked Zhang Yi up and down, his eyes fell on the plaster on his arm, and said:

"Sir, if you don't mind, we'd like to search your private parts."

"I mind." Zhang Yi's face darkened and he said in Japanese:
"The Chinese are not qualified to inspect me. If they want to inspect me, let Li Shijun come in person."

The bodyguard was stunned. He didn't expect that the Japanese man would call Li Shijun by his name. He was about to say something when a Japanese plainclothes officer came over and asked in broken Chinese:

"What happened?"

Zhang Yi said impatiently: "I just came back from the front line to see the excitement. This Chinese guy actually wants to check me?"

The Japanese plainclothes officer looked at Zhang Yi, glimpsed the blood on the bandage, nodded, bowed his head humbly, and then said in Japanese:
"Can I see your ID?"

"of course."

Zhang Yi casually handed over the forged ID. The Japanese plainclothes officer flipped through it and compared it with the photo on it. He looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Captain Xiaoshan, you have worked hard."

Then he tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked:
"My fellow countryman, Jiro Ono, is also in Suzhou Qingxiang. Do you know him, Mr. Xiaoshan?"

"I don't know him." Zhang Yi said flatly, then showed a trace of impatience and asked: "Can I go in?"

The Japanese plainclothes officer bowed humbly and said, "Hi, please come in."

Zhang Yi snorted and strode into the hotel.

The plainclothes officer No. 76 frowned and said, "Mr. Oda, Director Li and Mr. Qingqi have told us that no matter who they are, they must be strictly checked. This..."

Oda looked at him unhappily: "Captain Koyama is undoubtedly a brave warrior of the Empire of Japan."

Seeing the plainclothes officer looking at him in confusion, he smiled strangely and said:

"There is no Ono Jiro. I was just testing him."

The plainclothes officer suddenly realized.

While the two were talking, Zhang Yi had already sat down in the corner of the banquet hall, secretly looking for Li Shijun.

(End of this chapter)