My spy diary

Chapter 347 Book (asking for monthly ticket)
Zhang Yi stopped and stared at the middle-aged man from the Central Bureau of Investigation.

The monkey behind him shouted angrily:

"District Chief, it's this bastard who rushed in and killed people."

As he spoke, the monkey turned the gun and pointed it at the middle-aged man.

At this time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside. The dozen plainclothes officers who had just been pretending to be hawkers on the street rushed forward with guns, shouting in unison:
"Director Wang, are you okay?"

At this moment, Wang Ruijun slowly turned around, squatted down, fumbled on the two bodies on the ground for a while, found a piece of paper, and smiled triumphantly at Zhang Yi.

"It turns out that they are from the Red Party. It seems that the intelligence has not been handed over yet."

Then he stood up, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and ordered the plainclothes officers:

"Take the bodies of the two red bandits back and dump them on the street. See who will help them collect their bodies, and then catch all their accomplices.

Then ask the nearby patrolmen and the head of the police station who owns the house and what he does for a living, and then immediately put him on the wanted list.”

After giving the order, he seemed to remember Zhang Yi and others, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said lightly:

"Wanglongmen? Sorry, we are also performing official duties. We are sorry for the rudeness just now. Catching the Red Party members is the job of our Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. Aren't you, the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, a bit like a dog trying to catch a rat?"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yi walked towards him silently with a gun in hand, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent.

"What do you want to do?" The plainclothes officers from the Central Bureau of Investigation next to him were slightly startled, and two of them rushed over to stop Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked straight ahead, and with a few quick moves, he knocked the two men to the ground, then put a silent pistol to Wang Ruijun's head.

"You..." Wang Ruijun was startled and stared at the gun barrel in front of him. Just as he was about to raise the gun in his hand, Zhang Yi grabbed his wrist and pressed hard on the base of his thumb, and his gun fell into Zhang Yi's hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Ruijun didn't expect Zhang Yi to be so agile. When he saw his finger on the trigger, his whole body trembled. The cigarette with green smoke slowly fell from the corner of his mouth, bounced a few times on the ground, and splashed a trail of sparks.

"Littering is not a good habit."

Zhang Yi smiled sarcastically, twirled the pistol in his hand, and suddenly tightened the barrel and smashed it at Wang Ruijun on the head.

With a few "bang bang bang" sounds, Wang Ruijun's head was bleeding and he howled in pain.

While the other party was screaming, Zhang Yi grabbed his hair, lifted him up in his hand, put the barrel of the gun against his temple, and sneered:
"You are just a small director, and you are putting on airs in front of a major general like me? Xu Zengen doesn't have the guts to do that. Are you tired of living? How dare you glare at me? Are you dissatisfied?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yi kicked the man in the knee, and he fell to his knees in embarrassment with a thud.

"The Military Control Commission is so great?"

"stop!"

Seeing their immediate superior being beaten, the stunned plainclothes officers of the Central Bureau of Investigation pointed their guns at Zhang Yi.

"Take care of this gang."

"Fuck you."

The Military Control Commission also pointed their guns at the other side, and the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense.

"Speak! Are you mute? Weren't you quite talkative just now? Tell them to put down their guns, or are you unable to command them?" Seeing the man staring with red eyes in silence, Zhang Yi suddenly slapped him twice.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, glared at Zhang Yi with hatred, and said nothing.

"waste."

Zhang Yi kicked him again, lifted his collar and walked to the phone like dragging a dead dog:
"What are you looking at? Take the phone and dial me!"

The person who answered the phone was Qian Xiaosan.

He was bragging to his former colleagues in the office about how he fought against No. 76 and Mei Agency in Shanghai. When he was about to reach the climax, a sudden and urgent ring disrupted all his bragging.

"Hello? District Chief? What happened?" Qian Xiaosan was shocked.

"Qian Xiaosan, the bastards from the Central Bureau of Investigation are trying to steal our food. They arrested the Red Party members in the home of a Japanese spy. It's ridiculous! Bring your people to Hao Aiguo's house right away."

"What? The bastards from the First Division are making a scene? Do you really think our Military Control Commission has no one? District Chief, I'll bring people over right away."

As he said this, he hung up the phone and looked at the plainclothes officers who pricked up their ears:
"Brothers, copy the guy!"

The people from the two organizations confronted each other for half an hour. Then Qian Xiaosan arrived with a large number of people and disarmed all the people from the Central Organization. They beat them up, handcuffed them, took off their smelly socks and stuffed them in their mouths. They then drove them all to a room and guarded them. Only Wang Ruijun was left.

Zhang Yi pointed to the chairs and stove in the living room:
"Cuff him and interrogate him first."

"What are you doing? You people from the Second Department are so bold. I want to see Director Xu." Wang Ruijun became anxious and started yelling.

"Shut his stinky mouth."

Zhang Yi waved his hand. He originally thought it was strange that Wang Ruijun had captured the Red Party members in the home of a Japanese spy. He thought of playing it long game and keeping track of him to see what connection he had with the escaped Japanese spy Hao Aiguo.

But I didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant. This is intolerable.

In this case, let’s just go straight to the first instance trial and everything will come to light.

Two plainclothes officers rushed over and tied Wang Ruijun to a chair, while the others were busy making fire, fetching water, and preparing torture instruments.

Zhang Yi stared at Wang Ruijun with sharp eyes:
"Tell me, how did the Red Party come to the home of a Japanese spy?"

Wang Ruijun tried to hold on to his stinging eyes and wanted to say something, but his mouth was blocked by the smelly socks and he couldn't speak at all.

"We are all in this business. Don't tell me I haven't heard about Hao Aiguo and others plotting to murder the chairman. We are monitoring his residence, and you and your people just happened to show up, and you even called it catching the Red Party. Are you kidding me?"

Zhang Yi gestured to take the stinky socks out of Wang Ruijun's mouth:
“When everything is made clear, you can leave.

Otherwise, I can only send you on a one-day trip to Wanglongmen on the charge of being a suspected Japanese spy."

Wanglongmen is the Wanglongmen Detention Center, and people within the Military Control Commission called it the "primary school."

Because the Military Intelligence Bureau's Special Forces Headquarters was located in the Lianghu Guild Hall in Wanglongmen, Linsen Road, Wanglongmen also became a synonym for the Military Intelligence Bureau.

The local people in the mountain city all turned pale when they heard the three words "Wanglongmen", because the Military Control Commission in this place was even more arrogant and domineering.

The Special Forces Corps had three armed battalions and one plainclothes battalion. Except for some of them who served as guards at the Military Control Commission's offices and the residences of Dai Chunfeng, Chang Song, Kong Chen and others, most of them served as guards in detention centers and prisons. These people were also responsible for carrying out killings by the Military Control Commission.

In addition to the secretary, adjutant, quartermaster and other departments, this corps also has an action group that is directly linked to the inspection office and specializes in arrests and interrogations.

They could arrest anyone openly, and even the KMT spies who violated discipline would be detained by them.

Therefore, even the Military Intelligence Bureau secretly called this group the "Jinyiwei".

Ordinary Military Intelligence Bureau agents acted arrogantly outside, but when they saw the ferocious and fierce "Jinyiwei" coming for them, their legs would become weak.

Even though Wang Ruijun was in the Central Bureau of Investigation, he had heard about the brutality of "Wanglongmen". At this moment, his whole body trembled and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Speak." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qian Xiaosan walked over quickly and punched him.

The punch was so powerful that Wang Ruijun became dizzy and fell to the ground with a bang, his head hitting the floor heavily.

The unconscious Wang Ruijun was dragged up, and a basin of cold water was poured on him. He suddenly woke up, and what was waiting for him was a pair of red-hot fire tongs.

With a "swish" sound and a horrifying scream, the air was instantly filled with a pungent smell of blood, sweat and rust.

"Say or not?"

Wang Ruijun was sweating and trembling all over. His pale face was full of fear and regret. Why did he have to provoke someone from the Military Control Commission? "You won't say it, right? Then let me say it for you?"

Monkey threw the two revolvers on the ground and sneered:

"The firing pin has been tampered with. Could it be that the Red Party is seeking death on its own initiative?

You are looking for a scapegoat, right? Are you crazy about making a contribution?
You guys in the Central Bureau of Investigation are full of rumor-mongering companies, and all the intelligence is fabricated. Now even the actions are being faked?"

Public opinion propaganda is a profession that needs to be carried out in broad daylight, but from the "Social News" hosted by Ding Mocun of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, to the "Dahan Evening News" edited by Xu Zengen, they have all become "rumor companies" that are powerless to make trouble.

Under the attack of progressive public opinion from all walks of life, the "rumor company" of the three brothers Ding Mocun, Li Shijun and Tang Huimin finally could not continue to operate and closed down. The "three heroes" also became traitors and will be infamous for eternity.

But the Dahan Evening News, which Xu Zengen personally led, is still struggling to survive.

In order to conceal its spy identity, all employees of the newspaper used pseudonyms. The funding was nominally privately controlled, but in reality it was special funding from the Central Bureau of Investigation and subsidies from the Kuomintang Central and Central Propaganda Departments.

Its news sources are usually excerpts from the Central News Agency of the Kuomintang Party, but every day it solemnly carries several "special reports from this newspaper".

Just like the "UC shock style" of later generations, when ordinary people first saw these "special reports from this newspaper", they did not suspect anything was wrong. They just wanted to see something new and spent a few coins to buy a copy and take a look.

Therefore, when the Dahan Evening News was first established, its sales were always very good and it actually made money.

However, as more and more aggressive and irrelevant news such as "the military and civilians in the areas ruled by the Red Party live a hard and difficult life, but the Red Party officials live a luxurious life" and "the Red Party kills and burns people everywhere" appeared, the fox's tail gradually became exposed.

People with some knowledge saw through its true face and began to stop buying it. Sales of the "rumor company's" products dropped sharply and its impact gradually diminished.

Seeing that this was not going to work, Xu Zengen racked his brains to finally come up with a "magic trick" in order to reverse the decline and attract readers.
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First, publish a news preview on a prominent page of the newspaper that day, such as "Our newspaper will have important news to publish tomorrow, we hope readers will pay attention" and so on.

As a result, the content of what was published the next day was still the same old thing, just beating around the bush to still be anti-red.

This tactic was tried a few times, but it no longer worked and the sales of the newspaper never recovered.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing. Xu Zengen really chose the wrong career.

Back to the point, seeing Wang Ruijun remained silent, Zhang Yi sneered and said:

"You have one more crime against you for taking human life lightly."

As he spoke, he was too lazy to waste time and waved his hand. A plainclothes officer came up with a bucket of ice water and pushed Wang Ruijun directly into the water.

Boom! The cold water instantly choked his lungs and made him unable to breathe. He trembled all over, struggling on the edge of suffocation.

Lift up, press down, lift up, press down.

After only two rounds, Wang Ruijun, who was tortured to death, could no longer bear it and waved his hands desperately.

The plainclothes officers threw him to the ground.

The long period of suffocation seemed to have made him lose the strength to speak. He collapsed to the ground, occasionally groaning from the depths of his throat, and after a while he mumbled:
"I'll recruit."

"Very good." Zhang Yi nodded and had someone untie him and clean him up.

After cleaning up, Wang Ruijun sat listlessly on the chair, breathing weakly.

Zhang Yi sat opposite him and looked at him, asking patiently:

"Tell me, who asked you to come here?"

"Hao Aiguo, no, Kimura Ichiro."

"How do you know him?"

Wang Ruijun was silent for a while, then said, "He took the initiative to find me, and I don't know where he got the evidence of my corruption and bribery."

Zhang Yi saw that he was avoiding her gaze and knew that he was not telling the truth. He snorted without commenting and continued to ask:
"What did he ask you to come here for?"

"Get a book."

"Where's the book?"

"On the body."

Upon hearing this, the monkey quickly touched the two corpses on the ground and found a hard-cover book.

Zhang Yi took it and flipped through it. It was a copy of "Nie Hai Hua" published in 35, one of the bestsellers.

The author Zeng Pu was a famous novelist in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. His pen name was Mingshan and his pen name was The Sick Man of East Asia.

The book uses the experiences of Suzhou's top scholar Jin Chuan and famous prostitute Fu Caiyun as clues to show the historical changes in China's social, political and cultural life from the early years of the Tongzhi period to the decades of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.

35 years after the author's death, the book has been reprinted many times and remains a best-seller.

It is a best-seller with ordinary binding and can be bought anywhere, meeting the basic requirements of being a code book.

But since it can be bought anywhere, why did Ichiro Kimura go to such great lengths to get the book?

There must be other secrets hidden in the book.

Zhang Yi thought that general steganographic methods could be deciphered using iodine or fire, but some important information would require steganographic solutions, and if one wanted to see the contents, one had to use a developer.

The developer also involves the formula.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Where is Kimura Ichiro?"

"In my house."

"Quite cunning."

Zhang Yi sneered, looked at Wang Ruijun and said, "In that case, you still need to help me do one thing."

Wang Ruijun's face turned pale. He suddenly fell to his knees, moved to Zhang Yi's side, and hugged Zhang Yi's legs:
“District Chief Zhang, I beg you, I have said everything I need to say, just go ahead and arrest the man.

I beg you, please let me go, I'm a bastard, I took people's lives lightly, can't I just go to jail?"

After saying this, he kowtowed repeatedly and burst into tears as he kowtowed.

Zhang Yi remained unmoved. He waited until his crying subsided before saying:

"Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men are afraid of choosing the wrong profession. You chose the wrong profession, but now you can't turn back. However, it's not impossible to change, but you will definitely have to pay a price."

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"You're a smart man, you should have guessed what I'm thinking, right?"

Zhang Yi raised the book "Flowers of Sin" and said:
"Go ahead. Leave the original book with me. Go to the bookstore and buy another one. Remember to think about how to cover up your lie on the way back."

"What if he finds out..." Wang Ruijun had stopped crying, but his lips were still trembling.

"The more you can't get, the more you'll miss it.
And can you guarantee that Ichiro Kimura is not following you or spying on you?

What if he sees our conflict? How will you explain it then?"

He went on to say, "If he doesn't get the goods, it won't arouse suspicion. The more anxious he is, the more mistakes he will make. Then you will have the capital to bargain with him. Okay, take your people and go."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he put the book in his arms and left with his men, leaving Wang Ruijun alone in a daze with a look of despair on his face.

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(End of this chapter)