My spy diary

Chapter 348 Waves (asking for monthly ticket)

Wang Ruijun returned home anxiously, but Ichiro Kimura was not at home.

Just as he was puzzled, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Wang Ruijun hurried to the phone and picked up the receiver. Kimura Ichiro's hoarse voice came from inside:

"Did you get the stuff?"

".Got it."

"Wait at home." The person on the other end hung up the phone.

In the living room, Wang Ruijun's face looked extremely pale and solemn.

A few minutes later, Ichiro Kimura reappeared at home.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Wang Ruijun carefully:

"What's wrong with your face?"

Wang Ruijun looked frustrated and sighed repeatedly, and told a half-truth about his conflict with the Military Control Commission.

"Although I made every possible preparation,... who would have thought that the Military Control Commission bastards would be so bold as to seize our guns without asking any questions.

If I hadn’t prepared two fake Reds in advance, I probably wouldn’t have been able to come back today.”

"Zhang Yi? I've heard of this name."

Kimura Ichiro's face looked unhappy: "It's a small world."

"I didn't expect that a major general would personally arrest someone. Do you think he has already suspected me?"

"I'm sure I have suspicions, but there's no need to be paranoid. After all, you're from the Central Bureau of Investigation. If we want to arrest you, we need solid evidence."

In fact, Ichiro Kimura had been secretly monitoring Wang Ruijun's every move when he returned, and only went home after making sure that no one was following him.

At this moment he shook his head and asked directly: "Where are the things?"

Wang Ruijun quickly took out a copy of "Niehai Hua" from his arms and handed it over.

Kimura Ichiro took it with a look of surprise, flipped it quickly, and his expression instantly became gloomy:

“Why not originally?”

Wang Ruijun pretended to be confused, and after a pause he said, "Isn't it the same? The Military Control Commission came too quickly, and I didn't have time to take away the original.
When I saw the title of the book, I thought you might need it urgently, so I bought a copy when I passed by the bookstore on my way home."

Before he could finish his words, Kimura Ichiro rushed over, put his gun to his chin, and shouted:
"You rubbish! How can this be the same? If I can buy what I need anywhere, why would I bother with this?"

Wang Ruijun looked aggrieved: "You didn't explain it to me clearly!"

"Baga, where is the thing now?"

"It should. It should still be in your house."

"Are all the people in the Military Control Commission stupid? Would they leave the things in my house unattended?"

"They probably haven't discovered the secret. By the way, Kimura-kun, what exactly is that book?"

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know."

Kimura Ichiro's tone became stern again, "That book is very important and urgent to me. I hope I can see it when you come back next time.

If I still can’t get it, I’ll have to go and get it from the Military Control Commission myself.”

Wang Ruijun was well aware of the weight and meaning of the words "go get it from the Military Control Commission yourself."

He nodded timidly and said "yes", and the other party let him go.

On the other side, in Zhang Yi’s office, Xu Haipeng, head of the Military Control Commission’s technical department, hurried in.

He placed the copy of "Flowers of Sin" seized from Kimura Ichiro's house on the table and said:
"Director Zhang, after the technical department's analysis, it was found that this book was indeed soaked in some liquid. We analyzed that it is likely an address book and needs developer to decrypt it.

But we can’t figure out what the developer is and what the formula is for the time being.”

Zhang Yi saw that he was hesitant to speak, and knew that he had more to say, so he motioned for him, "Go on."

Xu Haipeng nodded: "The Japanese's steganographic technology is more advanced than ours. It is said that they have a special research department in 'Xinjing' that is responsible for the steganographic technology of document forgery and documents."

"what do you mean?"

"I heard that the British and the Soviets have also done in-depth research in this area. Perhaps we can ask them for help."

Zhang Yi did not comment.

A few months ago, with the approval of Chang Moumou, the Chief Secretary of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zheng Mingyuan, the Military Intelligence Bureau cooperated with Soviet and British agents to establish the "Sino-Soviet Intelligence Cooperation Institute" and the "Sino-British Intelligence Cooperation Institute" respectively.

With the recommendation of Boss Dai, Yang Chuancheng, director of the Second Department of the Military Affairs Department, was appointed as the director of the Sino-Soviet Institute, and Zheng Mingyuan and a Soviet staff member were appointed as deputy directors.

The institute cooperated with the Military Command Department on external matters, but all actual work was presided over by the Military Control Commission.

The mission was to detect, study and decipher the radio communication codes of the Japanese Army and Air Force. China and the Soviet Union each sent dozens of technicians.

Boss Dai was also a cunning man. In order to learn the Soviet technology of deciphering Japanese codes and to win over Soviet technical personnel, he specially transferred Wu Jingzhong, who had studied in the Soviet Union and was good at communication, to serve as the section chief.

But Wu Jingzhong spent a lot of money, but it was far from meeting Boss Dai's expectations.

The director of the "Sino-British Intelligence Cooperation Institute" is Zhou Zhilong, the former mayor of Shanghai District.

The mission of the institute was for the Military Intelligence Bureau to provide the British with intelligence on the activities of the Japanese army, navy and air force along the Chinese coast. The British were responsible for providing military equipment and intelligence on Japan's activities in Hong Kong, India and Burma, and the Military Intelligence Bureau was responsible for deciphering the information.

The British obviously did not want the first-hand intelligence to be directly in the hands of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and they repeatedly requested to send people to learn the Military Intelligence Bureau's code-breaking technology, but Boss Dai was strictly guarding against this, so the cooperation between the two sides was only in name only and there was no progress.

These two cooperative offices were all terminated after the establishment of the Sino-US Intelligence Institute.

For the sake of intelligence security, Zhang Yi also did not want to rely on the Soviet Union and the British. He looked at Xu Haipeng and said:

"We have to do this ourselves, and the research work must be kept to a minimum."

"I understand. There is no problem with the technical department. They are all reliable people. I am just worried about time. What if Ichiro Kimura got the address book through other channels?" Xu Haipeng analyzed.

Zhang Yi frowned: "So we are racing against him."

After a pause, he looked at Xu Haipeng and said, "First follow your ideas and do your best to analyze and crack it. I will take care of the rest."

"Yes." Xu Haipeng stood up and saluted.

After he left, Zhang Yi thought for a while and called Monkey and Qian Xiaosan.

"Did you find anything by following?"

“According to your instructions, our people are far away and have not found any trace of Kimura Ichiro.

However, after Wang Ruijun returned home, he immediately received a call from a public telephone booth near his home. We suspect that the caller was Ichiro Kimura. "

"You are so cunning." Zhang Yi sneered and asked again:

"Where's Wang Ruijun?" "After returning home, he went out to work again, looking depressed. I'm really a little worried about his mental state. What if he collapses and Kimura Ichiro finds out about his flaws?"

"There are already many crazy people in this world. One more will not make a difference. Of course, we cannot put all our hopes on him. The key is to monitor Kimura Ichiro."

"Yes."

"Keep a close eye on the target and play the long game to catch the big fish."

As he spoke, Zhang Yi set his eyes on the "Flowers of Sinner Sea" on the table:

“Return it. I hope it can play a greater role in the hands of its owner.”

"Yes."

Monkey and Qian Xiaosan left with a serious look on their faces. At this moment, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Yi."

"Chief Zhang, the prisoner has arrived."

"I'll be there right away." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yi's heart became heavy.

The so-called criminals were the Red Party members who were arrested because of the incident in Chengdu where starving people were robbing rice.

Among them were senior officials of the Red Party’s Xichuan Provincial Workers’ Association, senior officials of the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee, the director of the 18th Group Army’s Chengdu Office, the military leader of the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee, the chairman of the Sino-Soviet Cultural Association, etc., all of whom were core figures.

According to Boss Dai's instructions, we must try to make them "convert" so as to dig deeper into the Red Party's underground organization.

A total of four people were taken to the mountain city this time, and the rest were all detained in Chengdu and continued to be interrogated.

Zhang Yi naturally understood what was waiting for these people, but no matter how tormented and melancholy he felt inside, he had to play the role of the head of the Intelligence Department at this moment.

Although this task is a fatal blow to people's psychology.

After driving all the way to Wanglongmen Detention Center, Zhang Yi had already prepared himself mentally and walked in with a blank expression.

"Yun Yi is here? Haha, Boss Dai lets the district chief serve as the chief of the Intelligence Department. Isn't this a waste of talent?" He Shangyou, director of the First Department, said with a smile.

"What a waste of talent! You are overpraising me, Mr. He. I have some experience in catching Japanese spies, but I still need to learn from you how to deal with the Red Party. Mr. He is very shrewd and I hope you can give me some advice."

"It's not really a teaching, we're just learning from each other, haha." He Shangyou looked at Zhang Yi deeply and walked in first.

The cell door was pushed open with the groaning sound of rust, and the heat was overwhelming in the airtight interrogation room.

Zhang Yi and He Shangyou sat behind the interrogation table, one smoking a cigarette and the other drinking tea and sweating, neither of them spoke, and it was obvious that they were not in harmony with each other.

After a moment, the sound of shackles was heard, getting closer and closer.

A middle-aged man in a tattered prison uniform stained with blood came over, pushed by the guards.

Although he was covered in wounds, he gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and maintained a dignified and dignified character.

Zhang Yi's heart trembled slightly. He threw away the cigarette and looked at the middle-aged man's profile - Luo Wenxuan, a senior official of the provincial industry, a senior official of Sichuan and Kang, and the director of the 18th Group Army's Chengdu Office.

The guard pressed the middle-aged man onto the interrogation chair, fixed his limbs, and nodded to Zhang Yi and He Shangyou.

"Mr. Luo, you must have had a hard time traveling all the way from Chengdu to the mountain city. Don't you want to say something now?" He Shangyou put down his teacup and asked with a smile.

"What? I won't say anything." Luo Wenjian raised his head, his eyes firm, even with a hint of fearlessness in his face.

"Snapped"

The thug in charge of the interrogation slapped him on the head:
"Old man, be honest."

He Shangyou waved his hand to stop the thugs from being rude, and smiled slightly:
"You know what I want to know, your superiors, your subordinates, where you hand over information, anything is fine. As long as you are willing to cooperate, with your identity and resume, your superiors will definitely entrust you with important tasks."

Luo Wenjian had a look of disdain on his face. He spat lightly at the blood foam at the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed far away, without saying a word.

He Shangyou even said to him in a pleading tone:
"Say something. If you can free yourself, I can report to you. If you continue to resist so stubbornly, I will have no choice but to let you go down and meet your accomplices."

Luo Wenjian remained silent.

He Shangyou said with a look of regret: "To tell you the truth, your accomplices have been executed by us and buried alive. It's a pity.

But who asked them not to cooperate? Isn't it better to live a good life? Why do they have to sacrifice their ideals and beliefs?

Hey, these days, what ideals and dreams, when you are down and out, you can’t even buy a steamed bun, people should be more realistic. "

Luo Wenjian had a sad face and was silent for a while. Suddenly, he said firmly:
"You don't understand what true faith is."

Although He Shangyou was not interested in his so-called beliefs, as long as he started talking, it would be a good entry point.

He smiled contemptuously and said, "Don't you think your beliefs are too absurd? Can you, the Red Party, fulfill all of Marx's promises?"

"As long as we adhere to seeking truth from facts, proceed from reality in everything, and combine theory with practice, we will definitely be able to do it.

In the near future there will be a new government, a government of the people.

There are no emperors, no powerful people, no exploitation and oppression, so that people can live with dignity.

The new government will not enslave the people, nor will it let food rot rather than provide relief to the hungry people."

"Naive." He Shangyou smiled disdainfully. "Every country has laws. How others deal with food is their business. This is not a reason for you to instigate riots among the hungry people."

"The determination of good and evil depends on motivation and results. Is it wrong for ordinary people to want to survive?
If you want to add guilt, there is no excuse!

Instead of arresting the profiteers who hoarded food for huge profits, you point your guns at the unarmed hungry people.

In order to cover up their own incompetence, they even said that it was us who initiated and led the riot. This is simply ridiculous. "

Zhang Yi knew that what Luo Wenjian said was the truth.

The so-called Chengdu rice grabbing incident was actually closely related to Xu Zengen of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, or more precisely, to his ex-wife Wang Shuqing.

In order to divorce his ex-wife, Xu Zengen endured the pain of bleeding and not only gave the other party a batch of gold and US dollars, but also allocated several trucks and a car to the other party before he could send Wang Shuqing out of the country.

But after Wang Shuqing arrived in Chengdu, he immediately started engaging in usury and speculative trading in gold and US dollars.

At the same time, she gave the truck to her current boyfriend (Xu's secretary) to register and set up a transportation company, specializing in Chengdu-Chongqing Highway, Chengdu-Baoding Highway and Myanmar Highway.

Taking advantage of the difficult situation of inflation and shortage of materials during the national crisis and relying on Xu Zengen's power, they engaged in various illegal activities such as hoarding, smuggling and selling of imported and exported materials such as western medicine, hardware, cloth, and grain, and made huge profits from it.

Whenever there were problems in her business, she would look for the director of the Xichuan Investigation Office of the Central Bureau of Investigation and rely on her spy power to threaten and blackmail him, and she was always successful.

The Chengdu rice-grabbing incident was caused by Wang Shuqing's large-scale purchase and hoarding of grain. After the incident, the head of the Sichuan-Kang District of the Military Control Commission, the director of the Central Control Commission's Investigation Office, and the director of the Chengdu Police Department, who were in charge of handling the matter, characterized it as a riot initiated and led by the Red Party in order to please their superiors.

"Sweet words and flattering appearances! You Red Party members are powerful only in your mouths, and you are used to deceiving people, but the evidence of this matter is irrefutable, and no one can deny it." He Shangyou snorted and sneered, looking at Zhang Yi and asked:
"It seems he is a diehard. No need to wait any longer. Should we torture him?"

"Torture him." Zhang Yi glanced at Luo Wenjian, his face expression calm.

……

(End of this chapter)