My spy diary

Chapter 346 Killing Two Birds with One Stone (asking for monthly ticket)
Can't sleep all night.

Early the next morning, Wang Ruijun, who had slept for a while, got up with sore body.

The moment he got up, he caught a glimpse of Ichiro Kimura moving a chair and sitting at the door of the living room, with his legs crossed, his hands on the back of his head, his eyes staring at his every move. The butt of a pistol was exposed from his open coat. It was Wang Ruijun's gun.

At this moment, the thought of being caught and threatened came to his mind again, and a wave of pain suffocated him.

What year is it now? How nice it would be if I could die right now?

Why do humans have souls? Why can we feel the existence so vividly?
Looking at the rising sun outside the window, a thought came to my mind unconsciously:
If I kill Ichiro Kimura quietly and silently at this moment, will I be free?
As soon as this thought came to my mind, Ichiro Kimura sneered:

"What are you thinking? Want to kill me? Haha, even if I die, someone will come looking for you. Others are not as easy to talk to as I am."

Wang Ruijun didn't expect that his intentions were guessed so quickly, and he said in a bluffing manner:

"No, I'm thinking about how to complete the task you assigned to me."

"I don't have much time, so hurry up."

Wang Ruijun sighed inwardly, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he had to bite the bullet, change his clothes and go out.

After leaving home, he walked aimlessly on the street, his expression more serious than ever before.

He knew that going to Kimura Ichiro's house at this moment would be like walking into a trap, but what should he do?

The terrain of the mountain city is undulating, the road is winding, intricate and has a steep slope. After walking for a while, Wang Ruijun was out of breath.

He was just about to find a step to sit down and rest for a while when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bonfire burning not far away.

Looking more closely, I saw two ragged and unkempt homeless men warming themselves by the fire and catching lice from each other.

One of them even picked up a louse and put it into his mouth, biting it with a crunching sound. He looked as if he was eating a ginseng fruit, which made Wang Ruijun feel sick.

"Damn, who are these people!"

He shook his head and cursed, and was about to leave, when he suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up. He stopped, thought for a while, and walked towards the homeless man.

"Sir, looking for someone to work for you?"

Seeing someone coming, the two homeless men suddenly stood up, rubbed their hands while breathing, and did not forget to pick up a stick on the ground.

Wang Ruijun was startled, took a few steps back cautiously, frowned and asked:
"What do you do?"

"Great." The two homeless men looked at each other and said affirmatively.

Bangbang are manual laborers who are active in the streets, docks, stations, etc. in the mountain city area and provide labor to carry luggage and goods.

"Are you okay?"

Wang Ruijun frowned and covered his nose as he looked at the two of them. They were disheveled and it seemed like they hadn't showered in a while. Their cotton coats were black and even from a distance, he could smell a musty smell.

"Don't be fooled by our appearance. We used to work at the docks and we are in great shape!"

"Northerners?"

"Yes, he used to be from the Qinglong Gang."

"Since he was in a gang, how did he fall to such a state?"

"Hey, it's hard to explain in a few words," the two guys started to explain one after another.

Since the Anti-Japanese War, half of the country, including Northeast China, South China, North China, and East China, has fallen into the hands of the enemy one after another. Many leading figures of gang forces could no longer gain a foothold and had to flow into large inland cities such as Shancheng and Chengdu.

Naturally, these people were unwilling to be lonely on the ground, and as soon as they gained a foothold, they set up mountain gates, formed gangs and became active again.

This naturally infringed upon the interests of the local Pao brothers, and the two sides fought back and forth, openly and covertly.

The Qinglong Gang that the two gangsters belong to is just a small gang that relies on the big gang for survival. When the eldest brother and the second brother fight, the one who is the most unlucky is the third brother.

After the leader of the Qinglong Gang was assassinated, the gang members scattered like monkeys when the tree fell. They could no longer gain a foothold at the dock and had to find ways to make a living on their own.

These two people had no special skills, so in order to make a living, they had to join the stick-beating army.

But class is everywhere.

The same goes for Bang Bang. Humans always have a bad taste in bullying their own kind, and the lower the level, the more class discrimination will be magnified.

It is so difficult for these two people to "snatch food from the tiger's mouth"!

He was attacked by a crowd and had to lie in bed for half a month before he recovered from his injuries, but in order to make a living, he had to move from one place to another after each shot.

"What's your name?"

"Liu De."

"Guan Yun."

"Is there another brother named Zhang Fei?"

"No. Brother, what do you want to call me? Do you think we can do it together?"

"Call me Mr. Zhang."

Wang Ruijun suddenly had an idea and looked at the two of them with a smile.

A foreigner, with no power, no influence, and no background, no one would care even if he died.

Completely meets his requirements.

“Mr. Zhang, are you moving or what do we do?”

Wang Ruijun did not answer, but asked seriously:
"Do you know what anti-Japanese resistance is?"

"know."

Liu De said, "Don't underestimate me. It's just fighting the Japanese. If you provide us brothers with food, drink and salary, we can do it too."

"Really?"

"Mr. Zhang, don't look down on us. We are from a gang and we swore an oath in front of Master Guan. Loyalty comes first and we spit with every word we speak." Guan Yun patted his chest, splashing a ball of cotton wool.

"Oh, do you know the Red Party?" Wang Ruijun continued to ask.

"You mean the Eighth Route Army?" Liu De made a number eight gesture, looked at him warily, and asked carefully:

"Brother Zhang, what exactly do you do?"

"Me?" Wang Ruijun straightened his back, took out a blue ID with a blue sky and white sun emblem from his pocket, and asked condescendingly:
"Now you know what I do?"

Liu De and Guan Yun came closer and looked at him for a while, then looked at each other in surprise.

"Can't read?" Wang Ruijun asked depressedly.

Seeing the two nod, Wang Ruijun put away his documents in anger:

"You should have heard of the Central Bureau of Investigation, right?"

Liu De and Guan Yun looked at each other fearfully and nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

"That's good to know." Wang Ruijun finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two of them, and said with a pleasant face:
"It's just you two brothers, come with me."

".Where are we going?"

"Where are we going? You'll know in a moment." Wang Ruijun looked at the two of them with a smile, paused, and said:

"Well, I'll take you to take a bath, get a haircut, and then have a good meal, okay?"

Liu De and Guan Yun looked incredulous: "What's going on?"

Wang Ruijun said, "You are lucky to have come at a good time. Recently, our Central Bureau of Investigation has expanded and is recruiting people to work for the government. Food and accommodation are provided. The salary is 30 yuan a month. Do you understand now?"

".That's a good thing."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Liu De and Guan Yun looked incredulous, and then were overjoyed. Pie in the sky? Is this what they call sweetness after bitterness? Wang Ruijun didn't care what they thought. He motioned for them to follow him, found a phone booth and made a call. Soon, a black car stopped by the roadside.

An hour later, Liu De and Guan Yun, who had eaten their fill, came to Wang Ruijun's office excitedly but timidly wearing brand new Zhongshan suits.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse, the two dressed up look like they really are.

However, Wang Ruijun frowned. Even though the two men were dressed decently, they could not hide their vagrant aura for a while.

He thought for a while, called his secretary, whispered a few words, then looked at the two reserved people, pretended to sigh, and asked:
"how do you feel?"

"How do I describe this feeling? It's like Chinese New Year."

"Yes, it feels like a dream."

"It's time to wake up from the dream."

"Commander Zhang, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Wang Ruijun sighed and said, "The three of us are destined to be together, and I have high hopes for you, but your superiors think that you are illiterate and unlikely to achieve great things, so they asked me to dismiss you. What do you think about this?"

When Liu De and Guan Yun heard this, they felt as if the sky had fallen. After just a short while of suffering, fate was going to abandon them?

The two of them were so anxious that they scratched their heads and said hurriedly, "Sir."

Wang Ruijun raised his hand to interrupt them and said thoughtfully:
“But there is still hope.”

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, the two asked hurriedly:
"Sir, just tell us what we should do, even if it means going through fire and water."

"Okay, you don't have to risk your life. It's just a simple matter of catching a Red Party suspect. Just rush in and pin him down. Of course, the Red Party is very cunning, so you have to disguise yourself."

As he said this he clapped his hands and the secretary came in.

The secretary was holding two gray gowns, a top hat, and two revolvers.

"Change them." Sending the secretary out, Wang Ruijun looked at the two of them and gave the order.

After the two men changed their clothes, they curiously played with the pistols. Wang Ruijun gave them an address, took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into the two men's pockets, saying:
“If you don’t know the location, you can just call a rickshaw, and when you get there, try to trick the door into opening.

If no one is home, you can unlock the door and go in. You know how to unlock the door, right? Then just wait for the person to come. Don't worry, as long as you catch the person, I will make you a regular employee. "

"It won't be dangerous, right?" Liu De asked anxiously.

Guan Yun said disapprovingly: "We have guns, so what are we afraid of?"

Wang Ruijun said with admiration: "Don't worry, our people are nearby and will support you at any time. Go ahead, and when you catch the person, I will commend you in the evening."

Without saying anything else, the two men put on their hats and left in a hurry.

Looking at the two people's backs as they left, Wang Ruijun smiled strangely and called his secretary again.

"Is everything ok?"

The secretary smiled flatteringly: "The guns given to them were all captured from the Red Party. The firing pins have been tampered with and cannot be fired at all."

"Very good. You will have someone follow them later, watch where they go, and find their whereabouts. Immediately..." He said with a fierce look on his face, and made a killing gesture.

The secretary understood and complimented, "Director, where did you find these two funny guys? They look so proud. It really looks like the underground party has dealt with them. We can report to the higher-ups this month."

Wang Ruijun suppressed his inner joy and said calmly:
"It's a difficult job for me as the director. I hope everyone can understand my painstaking efforts. I am also considering this for the sake of our investigation office."

Then he sighed with concern for the country and the people:

"Is it easy for me? If we arrest too many Red Party members, public opinion will rise and we will have to take the blame. If we don't arrest any, the higher-ups will be unhappy."

Naturally, he would not tell his secretary about his goal of killing two birds with one stone.

"They are just two vagrants. If they die, so be it. But if it can bring peace to our department, the director can be said to have made a great contribution." The secretary said it lightly. After all, this kind of thing was not the first time that it happened in the Central Bureau of Investigation.

“Don’t seek to achieve anything but avoid making mistakes.”

Wang Ruijun sighed and patted his secretary on the shoulder:

"In broad daylight, we are all powerless people after all. There are some things that we just need to know. Okay, let's prepare for action."

He thought proudly in his heart that he would deal with these two people later, and take the opportunity to search the residence of the "Red Party" to complete the task assigned by Ichiro Kimura, and everything would be over.

What we should worry about now is how to get rid of the entanglement of Ichiro Kimura, this "unlucky guy", and how to write a more attractive case report.

"Yes."

"District Chief, there are suspicious people appearing near Hao Aiguo's home."

In the office, Zhang Yi frowned when he received a call from Monkey:
"Did you see it clearly? Is it Hao Aiguo?"

"No, their body shape and the way they walked didn't match the target. They were two people, sneaking around, and they didn't look like agents."

"Not like an agent?"

Zhang Yi became even more confused. They speculated that Hao Aiguo must have sneaked back to the mountain city.

But this person has never shown up, so why send two outsiders now?
Test?

So where is Hao Aiguo? Hiding in the dark and watching?

Zhang Yi's expression was stern. "No matter what his intentions are, as long as he moves, his intentions will be exposed. Tell our people to expand the scope of surveillance and keep a close eye on him."

"Yes."

The other end of the phone answered, and after a moment of silence, the monkey suddenly said:

"District Chief, something seems wrong. Two cars have arrived. They seem to be members of the Central Bureau of Investigation. They rushed in. I'll go over and take a look."

The call was suddenly disconnected.

Zhang Yi's expression became more and more solemn. How did the Central Bureau of Investigation get involved?

Without time to think, Zhang Yi immediately left the office and drove to the scene.

The car was speeding all the way, and as soon as Zhang Yi got off the car, he realized something was wrong.

He stopped and glanced a few times, and sure enough, he saw two black cars across the street.

There seemed to be more vendors on the street, some selling newspapers, some selling cigarettes, but they would occasionally glance towards the alley where Hao Aiguo was.

Zhang Yi immediately turned around and walked silently towards another alley.

These people were definitely not sent by Japanese spies; they wouldn't dare to be so blatant.

This attitude of waiting and behavior is more like that of a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

They are here, where are the monkeys and others?
Zhang Yi knew that something must have happened, so he immediately took out his silent pistol, loaded it, and quickened his pace to rush towards Hao Aiguo's home.

As soon as I came out of the alley, two plainclothes officers in charge of surveillance rushed over with guns: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yi fired two shots without hesitation.

"Swish, swish" the bullet accurately passed through the wrists of the two men, and the pistol fell to the ground.

He was just about to deal with the two men when suddenly, a gunshot was heard, breaking the silence of the alley, followed by the sound of messy footsteps all around.

Zhang Yi no longer cared about anything else. He immediately rushed to the door of Hao's house and kicked it open.

When I rushed into the room, I saw Monkey and a few other men confronting the plainclothes officers from the Central Bureau of Investigation with guns drawn. The two sides were on the verge of a fight.

On the floor of the living room, two young men in long gowns were lying in a pool of blood, their eyes wide open, as if they died with their eyes open.

On the other side of the living room, a middle-aged man in plain clothes held a gun in one hand and directed his men to search everywhere with the other.

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(End of this chapter)