My spy diary

Chapter 371 Uninvited Guests (asking for monthly tickets)
Silent all night.

The next day when Dai Chunfeng got to work, he thought of the four big winter melons imprisoned in Wanglongmen Detention Center.

He asked Mao Qiwu: "Did these people complain after being detained?"

Mao Qiwu was in control of every move in Wanglongmen Detention Center. He rolled his eyes and said:
"They were playing mahjong enthusiastically, threatening to have a good time for two years, and they didn't want to leave."

"Play majiang?"

Boss Dai was stunned, his face instantly stretched long, and he said angrily:
"You don't care, do you? I haven't even planned to rest yet, but they are all acting like masters.

It’s a good idea, to have good food and drink, and to keep the pigs fat and white, waiting to be slaughtered during the New Year?
Tell them to come see me right away. I have plenty of ways to deal with them. Damn it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left with a dark face, flicking his sleeves.

Seeing that his boss was really angry, Mao Qiwu did not dare to delay. However, the detention center was dozens of miles away from the bureau headquarters, so it was impossible for him to run there. He had to send a car to take the four fat pigs that had been playing mahjong all night to the bureau headquarters.

The four of them walked into the office trembling with sleepy eyes, and saw Dai Chunfeng sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper with half of his face showing a serious expression.

Several people looked at each other, then looked at their noses and mouths, and then their mouths and hearts, feeling uneasy, thinking, will the sentence really be severe this time?

Unlike the other three who were worried about being sentenced, Zhang Yi was wondering whether he had passed the test or were there new tests waiting for him?
While he was thinking, Dai Chunfeng's voice rang out again:
"Speak up, are you all mute? Do you want me to set up a mahjong table in the office for you to play as much as you want?
You bastards, if I can give you positions, I will have ways to discipline you. If anyone disobeys my discipline, I will make a coffin out of wood."

Boss Dai once again brought out his three-character mantra of "official, management, and coffin" and pointed at several people's noses and scolded them for half an hour in a stern voice.

The curse was sharp and sarcastic, with spit flying everywhere.

He must have been tired of scolding, so he sat down on the sofa, breathing heavily with his nose snorting. Mao Qiwu hurriedly handed him a cup of hot tea.

After taking a few sips of hot tea and recovering from the shock, he said with a serious face:

"If the current situation wasn't tense, I really want to send you all to Xifeng Concentration Camp to relax, humph."

The places where Military Intelligence Bureau spies were detained varied according to the severity of their crimes.

Those with lighter crimes were detained in Wanglongmen Detention Center, which the secret agents called "primary school". Those with slightly more serious crimes were detained in Baigongguan Detention Center, which was called "middle school". Those with serious crimes were detained in Xifeng Concentration Camp, which was called "university".

Compared with the previous two places, the miserable conditions of the prisoners in Xifeng concentration camp are shocking and horrifying.

Once you enter that place, you can never get out.

"Speak up, why don't you say anything? You are all just thinking about good things. You want to take a rest? It's not that easy for you. The bureau is busy. Otherwise.
I declare that you will be given a two-year suspended sentence, and each department will first imprison a section chief."

Seeing that Boss Dai finally gave in, Shen Xishan complained:

"Mr. Dai, this matter has nothing to do with the section chief. Besides, there are many things in the department, and they are all handled by the section chief. If they are locked up, how can we work?"

The director was naturally the one who gave the orders, and the real work was done by the deputy staff at the grassroots level. Shen Xishan spoke first, and Wei Daming and Gong Xianfang also bravely complained.

Zhang Yi didn't know that the chief of his Intelligence Department had been dismissed. He thought, he is not the director, so is he going to be locked up?
"Boss, I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Dai Chunfeng glared at him fiercely, and Zhang Yi had to shrug his head again.

Boss Dai thought about it and realized that locking up the section chief would indeed affect the work, so he said:
"If we don't imprison the section chief, we'll have to imprison the deputy section chief. It won't be that easy for you."

After a pause, he added: "Don't be too happy too soon. You can replace them in two years."

Several people laughed. This matter ended up like a farce. The few things they prepared in Wanglongmen Detention Center had to be managed by the deputy section chief.

"Okay, Shen Xishan and Zhang Yi stay, and everyone else go back to work."

Zhang Yixin said he was here, waiting for Boss Dai to pronounce his verdict, when he heard him say:

"Go to Shulu first. Director Mao will give you the specific tasks."

Zhang Yi didn't understand what was going on, so he saluted and walked out. Then he met Mao Qiwu, who was smiling. He came up to him and said:
"Brother, are you feeling less angry now?"

The officialdom is a place for self-cultivation. It seems that everyone understands the art of being thick-skinned and cunning. No matter how you calculate in your heart, you will not and cannot have obvious emotional fluctuations on your face.

Zhang Yi asked calmly, "The boss said there is a mission and asked me to listen to the instructions of Secretary Mao."

"What instructions are there? I need your help with something." Mao Qiwu pointed at the door of his office. "Please sit down for a while. We can chat."

As he spoke, he had already walked straight to his desk and made two cups of tea himself.

He handed a cup to Zhang Yi, then sat aside with the cup in his hand, sighed, and said:

"Don't blame me, brother. It's all because of work. Blame me. I was too greedy. That's why you suffered an undeserved crime."

"I understand. If it were me, I might do the same. It's over now. Don't worry about it."

"That's good, that's good!" Mao Qiwu blew the tea foam and looked at the blue sky outside through the window:
"It's rare to have such good weather today."

Zhang Yi also looked out the window and sighed: "Yes, Foggy City, it has been so bright in a long time."

The sunlight shone through the glass. Both of them were holding cups and drinking tea. The atmosphere was obviously awkward because of the silence.

Finally, it was Mao Qiwu who couldn't hold it anymore:

"Brother, although you are young, you are much more shrewd and patient than me. If I don't take the initiative to find you, you probably won't come to greet me, right?"

Zhang Yi showed a puzzled look: "What do I want to see you for?"

"If I were you, I would kick down Mao Qiwu's door, point my finger at his nose and call him a bastard and a son of a bitch."

You are indeed a bastard, a son of a turtle, no, a turtle.

Zhang Yi cursed in his heart, but said calmly:

"Not really? It's all over. Could it be that you still have some resentment in your heart and are thinking about me?"

"How could that be? I, Mao Shanyu, am not that petty." Mao Qiwu waved his hands and said sincerely:

"The director has reprimanded me, saying that I am too eager for quick success. I did misjudge you. I apologize to you."

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I should be the one thanking you. It's all thanks to Secretary Mao who proved my innocence."

"Well, I apologize to you. I won't say anything more about you."

"No, I'm serious."

Zhang Yi looked at him and continued, "But then again, this mermaid did appear after I entered the Secret Service. Putting everything together, I am a little suspicious."

"That was a coincidence, a misunderstanding." Mao Qiwu said, sighed, and looked up at the ceiling:
"To be honest, since I took over as the director of the inspection office, I have investigated openly and secretly, but I just can't find this traitor. He has become my inner demon. I have free time during the day, but as soon as I open my eyes at night, he is all I can think about."

Zhang Yi sat opposite him, feeling emotional, thinking to himself, and teasing him deliberately:

"Maybe he's listening to our conversation right now."

Mao Qiwu was stunned and sat up straight: "Where is it?"

Zhang Yi pointed at his shadow, smiled, and said meaningfully:
"You're too nervous."

"shadow?"

Mao Qiwu muttered to himself, "No matter who he is, I have to dig him out even if I die before I find him."

After saying this harsh word, he changed the subject and asked, "Brother, you are familiar with the situation in Beijing and Shanghai. Have you heard of this person named Cheng Kexiang?"

"Cheng Kexiang, who worked at Tongwen Academy?"

"Yes, it's this person." Mao Qiwu was delighted and continued to introduce him.

Early this morning, two mysterious visitors walked into the Military Intelligence Bureau's external liaison office "Shulu" and asked to meet with the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

But apart from Boss Dai, he didn't know anyone at the bureau headquarters.

This shows that he was neither from the Whampoa Military Academy, nor from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Police Academy or the major training classes of the Military Control Commission.

He said his name was Cheng Kexiang and he was a member of the Military Control Commission.

But such an unidentified person naturally could not be allowed to meet Boss Dai. The reception desk treated him as a powerful enemy and put him under custody. Now Mao Qiwu wanted to verify this person's identity.

"Does the Personnel Department have his file?"

"Yes, it's top secret. Only the boss can see it. He has authorized me to retrieve it."

Mao Qiwu carefully took out a file from the safe and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi opened it and what caught his eye was a detailed personal resume with a black-and-white photo attached.

“Does the photo match the person?”

"It's one person, but," Mao Qiwu sighed, "you'll understand after reading the information."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and read the information carefully.

Cheng Kexiang was born in Jiangxi in 1907. He came from a scholarly family and had a solid foundation in traditional Chinese studies. After graduating from Shanghai University, he worked at the Shanghai East Asia Tongwen College.

The East Asia Common Culture Academy is a cultural research institution founded by the Japanese in Jinling and later moved to Shanghai.

Although it was under the guise of cultural exchange, it was actually a spy agency and played a significant role in Japan's infiltration and plunder of China.

It is inevitable that Chinese people working in such an institution will be regarded as traitors.

After the Battle of Shanghai broke out, Dai organized the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Special Forces in Shanghai. The patriotic professor Zhang Naiqi introduced Cheng Kexiang and another student named Peng Shou, who also worked at Tongwen College, to him, saying that the two were willing to use their relationship with the Japanese to do counter-espionage work and make some contributions to the war of resistance. If Professor Zhang was not really famous, Dai would have kicked him out long ago.

Make a contribution? What kind of contribution? Self-salvation or a Japanese counter-espionage plot?

He was half-believing and half-doubting, and used and monitored Cheng Kexiang and Peng Shou, treating them only as peripheral personnel of the Military Control Commission.

It was not until the fall of Shanghai that the two were gradually accepted by the Military Control Commission and sent to Nanjing to continue their intelligence work, and were affiliated with the Military Control Commission's Nanjing District.

The intelligence team was headed by Cheng Kexiang and Peng Shou as deputy head. Later, the two recruited Peng Shengmu, a professor from Taiwan who had worked at Tongwen College.

After Wang Tianhai defected and established a puppet government, Boss Dai instructed Cheng Kexiang to get acquainted with Zhou Mouhai and his wife's brother Yang Xinghua in order to infiltrate the Wang puppet regime.

With the careful operation of Cheng Kexiang and relying on the relationship with the Japanese, he was soon appointed as the director of the General Affairs Department of the pseudo-Social Guidance Committee, Peng Shou was appointed as a cadre of the pseudo-party department, and Peng Shengmu was recommended as Zhou Mouhai's Japanese translator.

The three of them worked closely together, and intelligence from within the Wang Puppet regime was continuously transmitted to the Military Intelligence Bureau.

However, with the defection of Li Kaifeng, the Southeast Telecommunications Inspector of the Military Control Commission, the secret radio stations set up by the Military Control Commission in Shanghai were uncovered one after another.

Qian Xinmin, former head of the Jinling District of the Military Control Commission, was the first to be hit.

Before the fall of Nanjing, this person took the initiative to surrender to the Japanese, which led to the complete destruction of the Nanjing District. He was appointed as the head of the Shanghai HK District by the Japanese.

But after No. 76 was established, his position as the dispensable Shanghai HK district chief became a mere figurehead. Qian Xinmin was unhappy with his life, so he secretly contacted the Military Control Commission, took the initiative to turn against the Communists, set up a radio station at home to contact the Military Control Commission, and became a double agent.

When the radio station was cracked, his identity as a double agent was naturally exposed. Intelligence provided by Cheng Kexiang and others was also found in his residence, which led to the exposure and arrest of Cheng Kexiang and others. All members of the direct intelligence team were arrested and imprisoned in No. 76.

It is indeed suspicious that such a person, who was supposed to be in interrogation room No. 76, suddenly ran to the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau for unknown reasons and asked to see Boss Dai.

"What does Boss Dai mean?" Zhang Yi asked Mao Qiwu after reading the information.

Mao Qiwu said solemnly: “There are many people who forget their origins while undercover.

The boss said that most undercover agents have a mentality of directly contacting or even participating in the enemy's conspiracy crimes. Psychologically speaking, this is a re-tempering of a person's cognition, beliefs and faith. Unfortunately, most people cannot stand the test. "

He sighed and said: "Brother, think about how many brave men who swore to be loyal to the party and the country were sent to Pagoda Mountain, but now they have fallen.

Now they are either digging caves or being dragged through the streets like monkeys, becoming living material and specimens for the Red Party's propaganda. Some traitors are still working very hard.

So, it’s not that we don’t trust these people who have infiltrated the enemy, but we must first prove their loyalty.”

Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart and remembered a sentence.

The sad thing about being an undercover agent is that if you don't look like a bad guy, the bad guys will treat you as a traitor and deal with you, but if you look too much like a bad guy, you will be suspected by your own people.

Although it is said that if you doubt someone, don't employ him, and if you employ someone, don't doubt him, sometimes it has nothing to do with the mindset of the superior, but is just human nature.

Human nature is the most complicated thing in this world.

Especially in this business, agents are supposed to do dirty work, and undercover is the most dangerous and "vicious" profession in this business.

"Then let's go meet him?" Zhang Yi said thoughtfully.

"Brother, I'm counting on you. You've caught so many Japanese spies. You're an expert in this area. Please help me confirm whether he is a human or a ghost. Don't let a Japanese spy in."

"I don't have a magic mirror. Besides, you can only judge a person by his appearance but not his heart. My opinion can only be used as a reference. You and the boss have to make the final decision."

As they were talking, they soon arrived at Shulu.

Cheng Kexiang was placed in the reception room, and with him came his nephew, Cheng Shida, a member of the direct intelligence team.

Zhang Yi stood outside the window and observed for a while. Apart from being a little reserved, there was nothing unusual about the two men. He would have to observe through conversation to find out the details.

He nodded to Mao Qiwu, pushed the door open, and went straight to the point:

"My name is Zhang Yi, the former director of the Shanghai Experimental Zone."

Cheng Kexiang and Cheng Shida, uncle and nephew, quickly stood up.

"It turned out to be District Chief Zhang. I have heard of your great name for a long time. I only regret that I have not been able to meet you earlier."

"Hello, District Chief Zhang."

The two of them observed out of the corner of their eyes and saw that it was a man in his thirties, with a straight build, neither fat nor thin, and not very strong, just like an ordinary agent.

He spoke gently and his emotions were stable, but his deep eyes were particularly sharp. When he stared at me closely, I felt an oppressive feeling and was terrified.

"Please take a seat, both of you. Being undercover in the enemy camp is thrilling, and it's been a long journey, it must have been tiring."

Zhang Yi extended his hand to invite him in a friendly manner, with a bit of admiration in his expression.

"You're too kind, District Chief Zhang. No one can compare to you." The two men breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that District Chief Zhang spoke in a friendly manner.

"Let's stop complimenting each other."

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "After finishing the routine work, Boss Dai is waiting to welcome you two."

Without waiting for the two to reply, Zhang Yi continued, "Don't worry, Shulu is a place dedicated to receiving field agents, and every returning agent must go through the routine procedures.

In order to be responsible to you two, I would like to verify a few details with you. I hope you will not hide anything from the group. "

Cheng Kexiang looked at him and nodded:
"As it should be. I got away with it, so I have nothing to hide."

"Okay." Zhang Yi nodded and asked the first question directly:
"How did you escape from No. 76?"

As he spoke, he stared at their every move.

In detective psychology, there is a term called micro-expression, which means judging your mental activities through your facial expressions.

Some people sneer and disagree. In fact, human nerves are divided into two types: plant reaction and animal reaction.

The various expressions and movements that you can control are called animal reactions.

But things like the microelectricity on the skin, heart rate, etc. are uncontrollable. If you don’t believe it, you can try it yourself. Is there anyone who can speed up or slow down his or her heartbeat at will?

What these cannot do is the plant’s reaction, which will be shown through micro-expressions.

Cheng Kexiang was slightly stunned, as if he was surprised that Zhang Yi asked so directly, and said:
"It's Mr. Zhou Mouhai Zhou."

He explained: "Our intelligence group had a lot of Wang Puppet regime secrets. After our identities were exposed, Wang Tianhai and Li Shijun became angry and wanted to kill us. Fortunately, Mr. Zhou and his wife's brother Mr. Yang rushed to rescue us."

Zhang Yi knew the reason why Zhou Mouhai came forward, but he pretended to be skeptical and asked:

"Why did he save you?"

Zhou Mouhai was a super fence-sitter who wavered everywhere, but it was still unexpected that he rescued the Military Control Commission personnel who had deceived him with kindness. He wanted to see what Cheng Kexiang thought about it.

Cheng Kexiang said as if it was a matter of course:
"In fact, they all got along well. Peng Shengmu was his secretary and Japanese translator, and many tasks were inseparable from him.
Furthermore, the Japanese army was caught in a protracted war and the situation was not optimistic, so he had to find a way out for himself;
Of course, people will have a conscience. "

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart, what a bullshit conscience, it was nothing more than finding a way out for himself in advance, just for the sake of profit.

Many things that seem unreasonable, if you think about them carefully, you will find that behind them are nothing more than human relationships and personal interests.

Zhou Mouhai first rescued his secretary Peng Shengmu, and then at Peng Shengmu's request, after a period of operation, he bailed out Cheng Kexiang and others.

"Even if you regain your freedom, your movements will definitely be restricted and monitored. Without the pass of Wang Puppet No. 76, how did you get through the layers of blockades and reach the mountain city?"

"It's the pass Mr. Zhou gave to our class."

Cheng Kexiang explained, "In order to get us out on bail, Mr. Zhou made a promise to Wang Tianhai that we would no longer engage in political activities or do anything against him, and that's why he let us off the hook. But we were fed up with this kind of life, so I decided to take the risk and persuade Zhou Mouhai to defect."

"Instigate Zhou Mouhai to rebel? Did he agree?"

"Of course." Cheng Kexiang said excitedly, "This time I not only brought his oral message, but also a letter he wrote to Mr. Dai."

"what did he say?"

"He said, 'The biggest mistake I made when I left Shancheng last time was that I didn't report it to the Chairman in advance. I was promoted by the Chairman. Brother Yunong, please apologize to the Chairman on my behalf. As long as the Chairman gives instructions, I will still follow his orders.'"

Cheng Kexiang looked excited, but Zhang Yi reacted calmly. What he said was a bit high-sounding. This traitor had tried his best to persuade Wang to leave, but now that he saw that the "peace movement" was doomed, he thought of the Chairman again.

A typical speculative swinger.

"Okay, I will report everything you said to Boss Dai truthfully. Brother Kexiang, please be patient. Boss Dai will summon you as soon as he finishes the task assigned by the chairman."

"Thank you so much, District Chief Zhang."

"Where's the letter?"

Cheng Kexiang hesitated for a while, but still took out the letter he carried with him. Looking at the words "From Brother Yunong" on it, Zhang Yi smiled and left the reception room.

"How is it?" As soon as he came out, Mao Qiwu immediately came up to him and asked.

“There is no problem at the moment.”

Zhang Yi briefly recounted the process of the inquiry, thought about it, and handed him the letter:
"Zhou worked as a secretary in the attendant's office, so he must have left a lot of written records. As long as we can prove that this letter was indeed written by him, everything will be clear."

"Great, let's go see the chief now. If we can persuade this man to rebel, it will be a great achievement!"

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(End of this chapter)