My spy diary

Chapter 363 Intelligence (please vote)

Lao Meng was taken into a gloomy and secluded interrogation room and tied up with his hands behind his back on a cold and damp iron chair.

A few days ago, a person of the same status as him sat on this chair.

They were equally patriotic, equally anti-Japanese, equally passionate, and equally righteous - the only difference was that Xu Henian, who sat here last time, had betrayed his beliefs and sold out other people of faith in the name of his own survival.

At this moment, the traitor was standing respectfully beside Li Shijun, observing every move in the interrogation room through the coated glass.

"By the way, what did you say was Lao Meng's real name last time?"

"Zhou Qingcheng, that should be it. When I followed him, he was called this name."

Xu Henian recalled and seemed to have thought of something, and added:
"When he was at Pagoda Hill, he had close contact with a group of people who had studied in the Soviet Union. I guess he had studied abroad, too."

"Soviet Union? Frunze or Moscow Oriental University?"

Li Shijun pondered and looked at the weak Old Meng across the glass, seeming to be more confident.

After a moment of silence, he called his secretary and whispered some instructions.

After a while, the secretary came in with a slightly yellowed photo.

Li Shijun leaned close to the light and looked at the photo very attentively for a while. From time to time, he stared at Lao Meng in the interrogation room. As if touched by something, he sighed softly:

"His name is not Zhou Qingcheng, his name is Xu Zhongliang."

Xu Henian was stunned. Before he could say anything, Li Shijun had already walked into the interrogation room.

He signaled to the guards to remove Lao Meng's shackles and handcuff him to a chair.

"Old Meng, we meet again."

Lao Meng looked at him coldly: "You can't get anything out of me. There's no need to waste time. Just give me a quick death."

"Hehe, I just found something very interesting, so I have a few questions for you."

"Sorry, I don't think I have an answer to your question."

"But you must have this." Li Shijun placed the old photo in front of Lao Meng.

"I don't know how I should address you. Lao Meng, the leader of the Red Party's underground group? Boss Meng, the teahouse owner? Or Xu Zhongliang, an outstanding graduate of Dongfang University?"

Lao Meng was startled for a moment, but quickly regained his composure. The photo was a group photo of students, and it was his graduation photo at Oriental University.

"You are different from what you were back then. I almost didn't recognize you after not seeing you for more than ten years." Li Shijun looked at him.

"Life was very hard back then. I couldn't get used to eating bread and was always complaining. You were the only one in the class who completed the tasks assigned by the instructor without saying a word and even secretly studied after class. That's why you always got first place in the exams. You don't know how much I envied you."

Lao Meng looked at himself in the photo and fell silent.

Li Shijun smiled proudly: "Old classmate, although you are very hardworking, you are still not very skilled, otherwise you would not have fallen into my hands. It seems that after all these years, you still haven't really understood the essence of our business as Mr. Levski said."

"Then can you help me recall the past?"

"Okay. I remember him saying that.

There are three things we need to do to stand out in our industry.

The first is appearance. This profession requires someone who is not good-looking and cannot stand out in a crowd.

For example, I couldn't do that. I was too elegant and handsome, which would easily arouse other people's vigilance. So after working in the Special Operations Department for a short time, I became a reporter. "

"You are seeking enjoyment and love to be in the limelight, so you are sent down to be tempered."

"Whatever you say, let's move on to the second point, understanding.

There are many spies who are decisive in killing, but few who are perceptive. People as accomplished as me, Li Shijun, are even rarer."

Old Meng felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a dead rat. A traitor had earned a position by selling out his country, fawning and coddling others, and now he actually started to talk about politics. He was simply shameless to the extreme.

Li Shijun seemed very satisfied and continued to talk:

"This is comprehension, and the third is the special agent skills we have learned.

Technology is ever-changing. The most important thing is to use your heart, followed by your brain, and finally tools. Only when you can leave no trace, obtain information in a casual manner, and turn technology into art, can you be considered a master among masters. "

Lao Meng looked at him with disdain: "I don't remember these words as clearly as you do, but I still can't forget what Mr. Levsky said in the last class, and I dare not forget it."

"what?"

“He asked us what a country is, and there was total silence.

I remember him saying that the country is you, me and him, and the country is made up of individuals.

We fight for our country, and we fight for our compatriots who are displaced and suffering in dire straits in the war at this moment.

I hope you will always remember this when you face various difficulties in the future.

Always be true to your conscience.

Conscience and hope are the last things I will teach you in this class."

As he spoke, Lao Meng shook his head: "Do you have a conscience? Of course, how could a traitor have a conscience?"

"Just to save one's life in troubled times. Oh, this is what Mr. Zhuge, the most loyal minister in history, said."

Li Shijun smiled indifferently, squatted down, and poked his finger into Lao Meng's bloody wound.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. It is not your turn as a prisoner to criticize me."

Lao Meng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looking at him with contempt:
“Don’t misinterpret Zhuge Liang’s words.

A traitor is a traitor. No matter how high-sounding the excuses you give yourself are, they cannot change your selfish and cowardly nature. A shameless villain like you will eventually be spurned and judged by the people."

"The people? Can you represent the people? Or you?" Li Shijun sneered.

“Don’t always think about being a hero or a martyr. When a person dies, it’s like a light goes out. Who knows whether there will be flowers or stinking dog shit on the grave after death?
I now believe in life and reality. All my dreams and efforts cannot be exchanged for even a steamed bun when I am down and out. "

"So." Li Shijun changed the subject, "Zhongliang, considering that we are classmates, I have a few words from the bottom of my heart.

All of our old classmates have either died or left, and now there are only a few of us left in the country doing our business.

Think about it, we have been fighting for so long, the Fruit Party and the Red Party have been fighting each other, what does this have to do with us?

Regardless of who wins and who sits on the throne, we ordinary people just want our families to be safe and spend our old age in peace. Why should we make wedding clothes for others? "

As he spoke, he stood up and turned off the monitoring device in the interrogation room. He looked down at Old Meng, who was handcuffed in a chair, sweating and weak. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and his voice sounded particularly gentle.

"Zhongliang, even though I don't like you, we are classmates after all, so there's no need for torture between us, right?
Let's get straight to the point and talk about the terms. You're a smart man and you should know that once you enter Cell 76, there's no way you'll get out alive.

Given your status and position, the Japanese must make an example of you, so you must die.

But I can arrange for a substitute to be shot for you, and then quietly send you abroad, to the United States, or anywhere you want to go, how about that? "

Lao Meng's face was made even paler by the dim light. He raised his head slightly and looked at Li Shijun's hypocritical smile:

"Going abroad? This condition sounds very tempting, so what do I need to pay?"

Li Shijun smiled and said word by word: "You know me. I just want the address of the secret contact station."

Old Meng lowered his head and was silent for a while. Just as he was about to speak, he burst into a violent coughing fit. Li Shijun quickly turned around and glanced at the plainclothes police at the door.

The plainclothes police came in, opened Lao Meng's handcuffs, handed him a cup of hot tea, and then carefully retreated.

Old Meng took the hot tea and took two sips. The heaving of his chest gradually subsided. He took a deep breath and looked up at Li Shijun again.

Li Shijun took a step closer and looked down at him with a smile, as if Buddha was looking at a monkey in his palm.

"Tell me, what else do you want? Gold, dollars, and beauties, just ask!" "Director Li, do you really want to know? I can tell you, but..." Lao Meng's voice was very low, and Li Shijun had to move closer.

"You'd better not play any tricks."

Before Li Shijun could finish his words, Lao Meng suddenly exploded. He gritted his teeth, jumped up, grabbed Li Shijun by the collar, and bit his neck fiercely.

Li Shijun tilted his head slightly and punched him on the head, making Lao Meng dizzy. He fell to the ground with a bang, and his head hit the chair heavily.

But Li Shijun still felt unsatisfied, so he kicked Lao Meng's injured leg, causing Lao Meng to fall to the ground with the chair.

There was chaos in the interrogation room and several plainclothes officers rushed in immediately.

"Just use electric shock, regardless of life or death."

Li Shijun said coldly, turned around and walked out.

After leaving the interrogation room, he saw Xiao Dao from the gendarmerie questioning the Red Party traitor Xu Henian. He hurried over:
"what's the topic?"

Xiaodao smiled and said, "Mr. Li, you came just in time. We were just talking about Zhang Yi."

"Zhang Yi?" Li Shijun was stunned.

Xiaodao looked at Xu Henian, who nodded:

"Yesterday, Tang Ruonan from the lower intelligence station reported that her partner Zheng Huhe and Zhang Yi, the head of the Shanghai branch of the Military Control Commission, had close private contacts. The map of the Japanese consulate was provided by Zhang Yi."

Li Shijun seemed to be thinking: "Did the Military Control Commission also participate in last night's operation?"

Xu Henian said: "Probably not. Although the Red Party had an intelligence exchange mechanism with the Military Control Commission before, everything was abolished after Southern Anhui."

Xiaodao frowned tightly: "So they still have contact with each other? Personal friendship?"

Xu Henian: "Zheng Huhe had infiltrated the Military Control Bureau before, and he seemed to be Zhang Yi's subordinate."

Xiaodao suddenly realized: "Double agent? But he is a traitor of the Military Control Commission, and Zhang Yi is still in contact with him. Could it be that Zhang Yi is famous?"

"This... I don't know about this. It shouldn't be possible, right?" Xu Henian looked incredulous.

Xiaodao pondered and continued to ask: "What about yours, oh, what did Lao Meng say at that time?"

Xu Henian made no secret: "Old Meng said that before there is a new instruction from the higher-ups, the Red Party must carry out independent underground work and must not have any private contact with the Military Control Commission."

Xiaodao narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Shijun.

Li Shijun also looked at him and said meaningfully:

"Does Dai Yunong know that he did this?"

It was late at night. When Zhang Yi returned to the hotel, he saw Monkey coming towards him with a telegram.

"District Chief, according to the latest instructions from the Director of the Bureau, the special envoy sent by the Ministry of Finance has boarded the British cruise ship Mau Sheng, which is bound for Shanghai on the Xiangjiang River. It is expected to arrive at the Jinliyuan Wharf at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Got it. Who is coming?"

"His name is Xie Mengfan. I heard from Yang Wenxuan that he is a relative of the Kong family."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, he was indeed a confidant of the Kong family.

The person who came here is not kind!

Seeing that the monkey also had a frown on his face, he asked, "Anything else?"

The monkey said, "Today, when Yang Wenxuan and his men were sending a telegram, a stranger appeared nearby. Fortunately, we set up a sentry post and changed our position immediately."

"Stranger?" Zhang Yi asked doubtfully.

The latest radio lateral vehicle allocated by the Japanese to No. 76 could not enter the French Concession. The principle of the radio stations in the Shanghai area was to send messages in a short time each time and constantly change locations in order to confuse the enemy, but how did the strangers know it?

"Could it be that someone leaked the information?" Qian Xiaosan, who had been silent the whole time, asked quietly.

Zhang Yi glared at him, thought for a moment and said, "Well, tomorrow you go and inform Yang Wenxuan and Liu Kui, and have them send a telegram to Intelligence Group 2 in the name of a meeting, marking the time and place."

"Does the district chief mean to use the opponent's trick against him?"

"Yes, the action team will set up an ambush in advance. If the people who come here are really Japanese puppets, kill them all."

"Yes."

After explaining all this, Zhang Yi was also tired. He simply washed up, lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and received today's intelligence.

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Zheng Huhe today and obtained relevant intelligence - the Japanese and puppet troops attacked the Red Party liaison station and "Lao Meng" was arrested.]

[2. You met Tang Ruonan today and obtained relevant information - Tang Ruonan has reported your dealings with Zheng Huhe to his superiors.]

[3. You have seen the monkey today and obtained relevant information - No. 76 Li Shijun has secretly arrested Li Kaifeng, the telecommunications inspector of the Southeast District of the Military Control Commission, and Li Kaifeng has defected.]

After seeing this information, Zhang Yi felt his scalp tingling and broke out in a cold sweat.

No wonder unidentified people appeared nearby when Yang Wenxuan and his friends were reporting the incident. It turned out that Li Kaifeng was behind it.

This cryptography expert, who was second only to Wei Daming, defected to the enemy, causing a nuclear-level threat to the Military Intelligence Bureau. In his eyes, all codes were just like plain text.

Once he was given the opportunity, he would inevitably uncover and remove the radio stations of the Military Control Commission's secret liaison stations in the occupied areas one by one. Not being able to use the radio stations meant being unable to carry out normal work.

Moreover, behind the radio station is an organization and a group of living beings.

In the darkness, Zhang Yi's face looked extremely pale and solemn.

At No. 76, Li Kaifeng knocked on the door of Li Shijun's office with great enthusiasm and placed a translated telegram on the table.

Li Shijun opened the telegram and looked at it intently. On the telegram was written:

"Thank you, Mengfan. The Maosheng Cruise will arrive at Jinliyuan Wharf at 8 a.m."

Seeing this, Li Shijun smiled triumphantly. He put down the telegram and looked at Li Kaifeng with admiration:
"Thank you for your hard work, Director Li. Just let me know what reward you want."

"I want Li Xiumei."

"She will be yours from now on." She was just a woman, so Li Shijun had no objection. He didn't care what he wanted to do with her, whether it was to ravage her or to take revenge on her.

Li Kaifeng nodded, turned around and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said:
"Director Li, I changed my name."

"what is it call?"

"Yu Jie."

"Wang Jiejie? What a good name. A gentleman does not wear jade without a reason. Jadeware, beautiful jade, the name suits the person. Director Li, no, Director Yu is a precious jade of our No. 76."

Yu Jie smiled, turned and left.

Hearing the footsteps approaching and getting farther away, Li Shijun immediately picked up the phone:
"Ask Captain Wu to come over right away."

He hung up the phone, and as if he had thought of something, he picked it up again and dialed a number:

"Kojima-kun, are you free now? Please come to my office."

After hanging up the phone, Li Shijun finally relaxed and leaned back in his chair.

Under the light, his round face looked particularly proud.

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(End of this chapter)