My spy diary

Chapter 368 Believe in Science (ask for monthly ticket)
Zhang Yi got into the car with an expressionless face. Two plainclothes officers sat on his left and right, handcuffed him, and watched him vigilantly.

He Shangyou did not rush to ask the driver to start the car. Instead, he looked straight ahead, observed for a while, and then looked at the driver. The driver took out a black cloth and handed it to Zhang Yi.

"Chief Zhang, thank you for your help."

Zhang Yi looked at the black cloth and then glanced at He Shangyou.

He Shangyou said with a sullen face:

"You are a suspect now, so you still have to follow the rules."

As he spoke, he leaned back in the seat and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi silently took the black cloth and covered his eyes with it.

Only then did the car tremble slightly and continue to move forward.

"It seems that the actual situation is much worse than expected." Zhang Yixin said.

Where the car will take him and what he will encounter next are all unknown.

The car seemed to circle the pier before turning back onto the main road.

Years of rigorous training and experience have cultivated many special habits that are as natural as eating and sleeping. An agent who temporarily loses his vision will immediately activate his senses and hearing.

Zhang Yi, with his eyes blindfolded, was sitting in the car, motionless.

Outside the car, various voices came one after another:
"Selling candied haws" the sound of car horns. The clanging of trams. The laughter of children playing.
Zhang Yi listened carefully without making any noise, and based on the sounds, he drew a route in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a shrill noise and Zhang Yi couldn't help but frowned.

It's a radio.

He Shangyou took out a radio from somewhere and kept turning the button to adjust the channel. After listening to advertisements, broadcasts and other programs, an excerpt from the Peking Opera "Xiao He Chasing Han Xin Under the Moon" came from the radio:

"My master started an uprising in Mangdang, drew his sword and killed the snake, and became famous all over the world. King Huai also issued an order to divide the troops into two groups to conquer Xianyang. The first one to enter Xianyang will be the emperor, and the second one to enter Xianyang will support the government."

He deliberately turned up the volume so that the sound of Peking Opera drowned out all other sounds.

Amid the sound of Peking Opera, the driver drove the car slowly, sometimes going straight, sometimes turning, and freely traveling at a constant speed through different streets.

Finally, the wheels gradually stopped turning and came to a halt, and the Peking Opera on the radio also came to an abrupt end.

The car door opened, and in the darkness, Zhang Yi heard the sound of someone getting out of the car.

Then he was helped out of the car by the plainclothes officers beside him.

Then he heard footsteps, two people, with a strong smell of cigarettes.

It seemed that they had handed over to the plainclothes police escorting him. The two newcomers took him over a threshold, turned left and right, and passed through a long tunnel.

Then, with a "bang", the iron door was closed.

The plainclothes officer forced him to sit on a chair, and then untied the black cloth on his eyes.

The sudden brightness in front of his eyes made Zhang Yi feel a little uncomfortable. After two seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and saw everything in front of him clearly.

At this moment, he was in a closed interrogation room, and the snow-white walls and the headlights above his head irritated his eyes.

Opposite him was an interrogation table with three people sitting behind it.

He Shangyou with an expressionless face, Mao Qiwu with a smile on his face, and an unremarkable recorder sitting not far away.

Zhang Yi glanced at a few people nonchalantly, then leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and raised the handcuffs in his hand:

"I am undergoing an investigation, not an interrogation. Is it necessary to be so serious?"

Huh? Mao Qiwu was choked by his arrogant attitude and his eyes bulged.

He Shangyou also had an incredible look on his face. Based on his understanding of Zhang Yi, he had anticipated many outcomes. He might deny it outright, or he might confess everything after being tortured, or he might even deny it until his death.

Anything is possible, but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant that he doesn't even pretend to be decent.

"Oh, that's right. I'm a hot suspect now." Zhang Yi said, looking at the others. Everyone thought he would restrain himself, but he stiffened his neck:
"By the way, the identities of the assassins at the dock have been investigated. We, the outer members of the Military Control Commission, were following the orders of Lin Shiliang, the adopted son of the Kong family.

I have heard that this person is so confident because of Minister Kong's reputation that he doesn't even take Dai, the director of the Transportation Administration Bureau and the director of the Supervision Department, seriously. This time I really understand...

Although my rank of major general is not worthy of the title, it was at least awarded by the Military Intelligence Bureau. Is it considered rebellion to commit crimes against superiors and to kill for money? What do you two think? "

Damn it, can we talk about this? Mao Qiwu and He Shangyou felt their scalps tingling and their faces turned black in an instant.

Zhang Yi looked at the two of them, then at the recorder with the rank of major:

"Did you write it down?"

The recorder had an embarrassed expression, opened his mouth, stole a glance at Mao Qiwu, then lowered his head, holding the pen, and did not move.

"That's enough, Zhang Yi, stop talking nonsense here!"

Mao Qiwuyi slammed the table and looked at him sternly.

"I am speaking to you on behalf of the Director, and you should know that if the personnel of the Military and Central Bureau have a private relationship, they will be punished according to the family law, not to mention passing information to the Red Bandits.

In the spirit of personal responsibility, I need to verify a few issues with you. I hope you will not hide anything from the organization. "

This is a routine matter. Every field agent who goes out on a mission must carefully explain the course of action when he returns to the bureau headquarters, and some details still need to be verified.

Zhang Yi glanced at him and nodded: "Ask me, there is nothing to hide. If I did it, I did it. If I didn't do it, you can't put the blame on me. I am innocent."

After hearing what he said, Mao Qiwu and He Shangyou's expressions finally improved a little. Mao Qiwu asked:
"According to intelligence, you have a personal relationship with the traitor Zheng Huhe. You even met him in Shanghai and even passed on intelligence to him?"

Zhang Yi spread his hands: "We can't have a private conversation, right? He used to be my subordinate, but we have always been businesslike."

"Meeting?"

"When are you talking about?"

"Shanghai, of course."

"I've seen it."

"several times?"

"Twice, right? Both times were just coincidences."

"What a coincidence? Have you ever taken the initiative to look for him?"

"How is that possible? Why should I look for him?"

Mao Qiwu pondered inwardly, half believing and half doubting. He turned to look at the recorder beside him, only to see the recorder lowering his head and holding a pen, writing quickly on the notebook.

Mao Qiwu then asked: "What about the intelligence? What intelligence did you exchange with him?"

As he spoke, he stared at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi said frankly: "It's not an exchange! An exchange is a give and take. I just gave him a diagram of the internal structure of the Japanese Navy Club."

Mao Qiwu's eyes froze, and he exchanged a glance with He Shangyou. He didn't expect Zhang Yi to admit it so frankly. He continued to ask:

"Why did you give him the information?"

"Shouldn't they?" Zhang Yi frowned and said, "Later I learned that they wanted to sneak into the Japanese consulate to steal a copy of the Japanese Second War Zone's military deployment. I naturally support this kind of thing that can strike back at the Japanese invaders.

And I don’t give it to them for free, they have to share the proceeds as a reward.”

Mao Qiwu snorted coldly: "You provide them with intelligence, why don't you report it?"

"Is it too late?" Zhang Yi replied calmly, "The battle is about to start, there is no time.

Besides, I wanted to report it later, but did you give me a chance? And our radio station is under surveillance, and we have to carefully consider every word we send. How dare I spend so much space to talk about such a thing? It’s not too late to report it now, right? "

"So you admit to passing on the information?"

Mao Qiwu showed an elusive expression on his face and asked:

"We have already cut off the intelligence exchange mechanism with the Red Party. What you are doing is clearly a blatant violation of the family rules and regulations."

"Yes, I admit this, and I am willing to accept the punishment according to the family rules." Zhang Yi looked at him with a far-sighted gaze:

"Director Mao, we all want to deal with the Red Party, but we need to look further ahead. The Chairman has to lower himself and invite the Red Party representatives to attend the newly convened Central Committee meeting and continue to unite with the Red Party to fight against Japan. What reason do we lackeys have to refuse the Anti-Japanese Alliance? The restoration of the intelligence mechanism is only a matter of time.

Besides, Zheng Huhe has worked for us before. If I pretend to be friendly with him, I might be able to persuade him to defect and turn him into a pawn to infiltrate the Red Party."

Mao Qiwu naturally had no right to comment on the chairman's decision, and he dared not make any irresponsible comments. When he heard that Zhang Yi wanted to instigate Zheng Huhe to rebel, he was stunned:
"You want to incite that traitor to rebel? What nonsense are you talking about? Birds of a feather flock together. Don't get too close to them without realizing it. You might get instigated by them. After all, it's easy to be assimilated by thieves in a den of thieves."

"I have no evil intentions. Even if I were a thief, I would not change my character, let alone betray my friends. I have no intention of boarding their ship." Zhang Yi said calmly, looking at the two of them: "Any other questions?"

The two men looked at each other. Since he confessed so cleanly and neatly, why should they continue the interrogation?
But this obviously did not achieve Mao Qiwu's goal. He smiled playfully:
“There is another matter, which is the issue of the traitor.

The inspection office has conducted a detailed investigation of everyone's history. For the sake of fairness, the investigation includes district directors and department heads like you. Now I have a few questions for you, please don't misunderstand. "

Zhang Yi was stunned: "How could it be? I will fully cooperate with the organization's investigation. Is there something wrong with my file?"

“Files can be falsified.”

"If you can find out that the file is fake, then doesn't that mean the person is 'real'?"

"He took great pains to call in, and he must have packaged himself perfectly. The file looks flawless. Even if there are omissions, they might have been leaked intentionally. After all, flaws make things more perfect." Mao Qiwu said meaningfully. "Brother, it's not that I doubt you, but according to my investigation, the information started to leak after you entered the secret service. This can't be a coincidence, right?"

"You can always find a pretext to accuse someone of something!" Zhang Yi said with disdain, "Aren't you talking nonsense? There were so many people who entered the secret service department with me. Why do you only suspect me?

Besides, the mermaid, Zheng Hu and these undercover agents hidden among us, none of them was not discovered by me!
Moreover, intelligence has a time limit and a scope of authority. I was just a small figure at the time and had no access to a lot of intelligence. How could I have leaked it? And there is another important point."

Mao Qiwu immediately focused his attention: "You say."

"Smart people will actively put themselves in a circle of suspicion, or stay out of it, which will give people a certain illusion and exclude them. For example, I am suspicious of you and Director He right now."

"Do you suspect us?" The two looked at each other.

"Yes, to be honest, I doubt everyone, even myself. Maybe I secretly stole information while I was dreaming."

Sighing, Mao Qiwu glanced at He Shangyou who had a wry smile on his face, and continued to say to Zhang Yi:

"The suspicion is directed at everyone. Director He and I will naturally accept the investigation by the Bureau Chief, but now we need to prove your innocence first."

"Whoever makes the claim must provide evidence. As long as you can provide evidence that I am that person, I will admit it." Zhang Yi shrugged indifferently.

"That's very simple." Mao Qiwu smiled strangely and asked:

“Have you ever heard of a lie detector?”

"What the hell?" Zhang Yi frowned.

Mao Qiwu nodded with satisfaction. It would be easier if he hadn't heard of it. He and He Shangyou looked at each other. The latter nodded and explained:

"Polygraph research started very early in foreign countries and took a long time. It was invented by Italians in 1895. Now it has been developed and widely used by Americans.

Its scientific name is psychophysiological testing technology, which tests a person's memory traces, that is, it tests what you have done, including how you did it, do you understand?"

Zhang Yi questioned: "This thing won't go wrong, right?"

"No way."

He Shangyou said flatly: "The Americans have conducted many experiments and never failed. Moreover, this thing has played a huge role in the hands of the Germans and the Soviets, uncovering many spies lurking in each other's ranks."

He explained, “That is to say, your psychological reaction will drive your physiological reaction, and the physiological changes will be reflected through the instrument. Through data analysis, we can know what you have done.

As the saying goes, 'If you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door,' right?"

Zhang Yi almost laughed in his heart, is this thing really as powerful as they say?
If it is really that powerful, why couldn't they be detected when spies were later confirmed to be involved during the US-Soviet Cold War?
The reason why the two of them are so sure is probably because they also don't know how this thing works?

Just like Li Ya doesn’t understand the principles of recording.

He said loudly, "Yes, if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Just take the test. What should I be afraid of?"

Mao Qiwu looked at him deeply, knocked on the table and said:
"Brother Yunyi, this technology is already very mature, and the one we introduced to the Military Control Commission is also the most advanced, so don't worry, its accuracy will not be wrong. Once the test is completed, you should be able to imagine the result, right?

So, I’m giving you a chance now, it’s not too late to be honest now, otherwise.”

"What do you want to be honest about? Come on, Lao Mao, stop talking so much nonsense. Where is the lie detector? Finish the test as soon as possible so that I can be cleared of all charges."

Mao Qiwu sighed helplessly, snorted coldly, picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

He asked a few questions and hung up the phone. Soon, plainclothes officers came in and took Zhang Yi to the next room.

A bed has been set up here. On the table beside the bed is a machine that looks like a black and white TV and a typewriter in one, connected to a dense network of wires. Two technicians in white coats and masks are already waiting here.

"Is this a lie detector?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile. It is said that Li Hongzhang was the first person in the world to take an X-ray.

In March 1895, Lao Deng was assassinated by Japanese assassin Toyotaro Koyama in the left cheek while attending the Sino-Japanese negotiations in Shimonoseki, Japan.

In 1896, he visited Germany again. The Germans suggested that he try the X-ray machine, which had just been introduced seven months ago. Lee accepted the suggestion and saw the bullet marks on his left eye bone on the film. He called this technology "bone imaging."

So, could it be that Zhang Yi was the first Chinese to use a lie detector? Would this count as a place that goes down in history?

The technician did not say anything, but just asked Zhang Yi to lie down and connected various wires to his chest and abdomen to measure the changes in breathing frequency and amplitude.

Then they put equipment on his fingers and arms to test his blood pressure and pulse.

In this way, we officially enter the testing phase.

Mao Qiwu looked at the "slightly nervous" Zhang Yi and asked with a smile:
"Brother, would you please consider my suggestion again?"

"Okay, let's get started." Zhang Yi said impatiently, and then asked:
"This. This makes me nervous. Will it affect the test?"

Mao Qiwu said: "It's normal to be nervous. Don't worry, the test won't go wrong even if you are nervous."

"Ok."

"Don't worry, brother, we are all brothers who have eaten from the same pot, I won't do anything rash.

Whatever I say later, just give a simple yes or no answer, whether you know or not, or whether you understand or not. You don't need to shake your head or nod. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Zhang Yi nodded and closed his eyes.

Mao Qiwu nodded to the technicians, took out a sheet of preset test questions from his pocket, and began asking questions.

"Is your name Zhang Yi?"

"Yes."

"Regarding the matter of the mole, are you willing to answer the questions truthfully?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever done anything that you were afraid of people knowing?"

"no."

"Are you Chinese?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever done anything to offend others?"

"no."

"Are you a mermaid?" When asked this, Mao Qiwu stared at Zhang Yi with sharp eyes.

But his face remained calm, and without the slightest hesitation, he answered, "No."

Mao Qiwu took a breath and continued to ask: "Did you know that Zheng Huhe was a member of the Red Party?"

"do not know."

"Are you worried about asking you any other questions besides what you just asked?"

"no."

This was just the first set of tests. Mao Qiwu and He Shangyou then took turns asking questions, but Zhang Yi's answers remained calm.

Two hours later, the two men ended the interrogation helplessly, had Zhang Yi taken away, and waited for the technicians to give the results.

Another half an hour later, the technician finally came out.

"How?" Mao Qiwu asked immediately.

The technician was meticulous and said:
"The questions progressed from neutral to quasi-related to standard, and intersected with each other, but his breathing rate and amplitude did not change, and he showed no resistance. We believed that he was telling the truth."

"How could this happen?" Mao Qiwu looked at the technician with a disappointed face and asked:
"Is there anything wrong? I was worried there might be some errors or something."

The technician said seriously: "Director Mao, we must believe in science."

Mao Qiwu sighed and said, "I definitely believe in science."

The technician said, "That's it. This is science. To believe in science is to believe in this polygraph technology."

"Okay." Mao Qiwu suddenly felt a toothache. He took out a pen, signed the test report, and handed it to He Shangyou.

After signing, He Shangyou sent the technicians away and looked at the dejected Mao Qiwu: "Old Mao, you seem disappointed?"

How could he not be disappointed? Just when he was eagerly waiting and felt that the big fish was within his grasp, the polygraph overturned all his guesses.

He sighed a little tiredly and asked:
"Do you think that thing is really reliable? How does he manage not to be nervous?"

"The world is wide open to all without selfishness?"

He Shangyou pondered and said, then he smiled, "We are family, so we don't have different opinions. Whoever wears that thing will be nervous. Anyway, I can't do it."

Mao Qiwu also laughed and said deliberately: "I can't do it either."

This one sentence made the two people come out of their slightly heavy mood.

After a while, He Shangyou said:
"What Zhang Yi said is right. There are so many people who entered the Secret Service with him. We can't doubt him for this reason."

After listening to this, Mao Qiwu looked at him deeply, was silent for a while, and then a complicated smile appeared on his face:

"You're right, it's a nasty coincidence."

.........

(End of this chapter)