My spy diary

Chapter 374: Passing on information (please vote for me)
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

The sound of additional gunfire echoed between the mountain walls again and again, sharp and abrupt.

In an instant, the flock of crows hovering in the distance were frightened and tensed up, flapping their wings in panic and rushing towards the sky, making a chaotic "quack" sound.

In the jungle by the mountain stream not far away, Sun Zichao was watching all this intently with a telescope, his eyes gloomy.

"This Zhang Yi is really cruel. He kills people without blinking an eye."

He muttered, his heart at this moment was like a pendulum, heavy and swinging.

The first target he targeted was under intensive surveillance and tracking, and he was almost fed up with it. In the end, reality gave him a heavy blow.

A worrying question came to his mind. If Zhang Yi was not the one, then who was the hidden traitor?
"Section Chief," the plainclothes officer next to him asked in a low voice:
"Should we continue to monitor and track him?"

The plainclothes officer asked twice in a row before Sun Zichao came to his senses. He glanced at Zhang Yi who was directing the digging of a pit to bury the body, and said tiredly:

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Today was an extremely difficult day for Zhang Yi.

When he got home, he sat alone on the sofa and drank a few glasses of wine in silence.

He watched his revolutionary predecessors being executed but was unable to rescue them and had to chat and laugh with the enemy, which made him exhausted.

Sometimes it is difficult for people to truly empathize.

In the past, when we heard about someone’s death, that person was just a name, a code name, or a number, and the way they died was anything but tragic, fierce, brave, heroic, etc.

But seeing dozens of righteous predecessors falling before him one after another, death became concrete in an instant.

At that moment, he felt that in his short life, fear, sorrow, pain, hatred and sadness were all mixed together.

Thinking back to the execution scenes just now, the wine he had just drunk kept churning in his lungs.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly stood up from the sofa, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited everything out with a "wow".

After a long time, he staggered to his feet, turned on the faucet, and water continued to flow out of the faucet.

He scooped up the cold tap water and splashed it on his face several times.

In the mirror, his face was covered with cold water droplets and his eyes were red.

After staring at the mirror for a while, he turned around, picked up the camera film, and walked into a darkroom.

An hour later, Zhang Yi got out of the car with a heavy heart. The moment he walked into the Luojiawan compound, he automatically put on a mask.

As he walked up the stairs, Sun Zichao, with a serious look on his face, was also walking down quickly, and their eyes met unexpectedly.

Sun Zichao stopped and smiled kindly:
"You must be Section Chief Zhang, right? I have long heard of your great name. I am Sun Zichao, a newcomer here. I hope Section Chief Zhang can give me some guidance."

"Sun Zichao? It turns out to be Section Chief Sun." Zhang Yi looked him up and down without any surprise. "What a handsome man. Where did Section Chief Sun work before?"

"Oh, I was just transferred here from the Shaanxi Pacification Office."

Sun Zichao said modestly, "I just came to the bureau headquarters and I am completely clueless. I am afraid I will have to trouble Section Chief Zhang to take care of me in the future."

"Section Chief Sun has just arrived, and he can come and go in the boss's office at will. It's not easy!"

"It is all thanks to the director's consideration that he introduced the situation to me. I hope to establish good relations with everyone so that it will be easier to carry out work in the future."

"The Pacification Office, not far from the Red Zone." Zhang Yi smiled and asked meaningfully:
"Have you ever caught a Red Party member? You're not here with any mission this time, are you?"

"mission?"

Sun Zichao pretended to be confused. "What mission could that be? I just got into trouble there, so I asked Chief Hu to introduce me to Boss Dai to get a job. My mission is to be a good chief of the Intelligence and Information Section, and I will follow the arrangements of Chief He and Boss Dai in the bureau."

"Is that so? I thought you could bring some clues about the Red Party." Zhang Yi shook his head in disappointment. "Well, if Corey has anything unclear, I am happy to help."

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"Thank you very much." Sun Zichao responded with a smile, but there was a subtle expression in his smile.

office.

Dai Chunfeng was sitting on the sofa reading a document. When he saw Zhang Yi coming in, he sniffed his nose, frowned, took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, saying reproachfully:

"After finishing the work, he didn't even bother to wash himself and came here covered in blood."

"Work is urgent, I can't care about so much. Director, this is my report."

Zhang Yi calmly handed over the document containing the prisoner's information and death photos.

Dai Chunfeng took it, flipped through it briefly, and closed the report with satisfaction.

“Yun Yi, some people say that you are red, but I don’t believe it at all.

Look, if they are not our own people, can they be so cruel to the Red Party? So we can’t believe everything we hear, otherwise it will make our brothers feel disappointed. I have already severely reprimanded Mao Qiwu. "

He sighed, paused and said, "It's just that people are treacherous. You are young and successful, so it's inevitable that people will envy you. Those bastards from the Central Bureau of Investigation are watching our every move. I am just preparing for the future. If the higher-ups ask about it, I can explain it to you.

Now, the facts have proven that you are not only innocent, but also a meritorious official of the Party and the country. In the entire Military Control Commission, you are the only one I, Dai Yunong, think can be developed!"

After saying that, Dai Chunfeng put the report away without even asking a single question to Qiao Yukun, the scapegoat.

"Yes, people's hearts are evil."

Zhang Yi echoed this. He didn't want this big pie. He deliberately said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid that the Red Party hates me to the core now."

"So what?" Dai Chunfeng raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly:
"Good and bad, advantages and disadvantages, blessings and disasters are interdependent, don't just think about taking advantage of the good things.

The more hard work you do, the more wronged you feel, the faster you will be promoted. When I was working alone, I just tied my head to my belt and worked hard without caring about my life.

"I'm just afraid that your boss Dai won't appreciate it."

Zhang Yi complained in his heart with a bitter face. He looked at Dai Chunfeng and said nothing.

Dai Chunfeng noticed his abnormality and gave him a questioning look:

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhang Yi opened his mouth and whispered, "Officer, I am still a commoner."

"What? Can't you sit still? Humph!" Dai Chunfeng looked at him with a playful look in his eyes. "What do you want?"

"I still want to go to Shanghai to fight the Japanese."

"Shanghai?" Dai Chunfeng considered for a moment and immediately shook his head: "There is no place for you there."

Zhang Yi looked depressed when he heard this.

Dai Chunfeng looked at him, snorted, and said unhappily:
"Come on, why are you so dejected? Don't keep thinking about going to Shanghai. There are Mao Qianli, Tang Laosi, and Zhou Mouhai there. It's not your turn to worry about them."

Zhang Yi remained silent, as if he was convinced by Dai Chunfeng's words.

Seeing this, Dai Chunfeng continued in a slightly more relaxed tone:

"I have already informed Director He, you will go to his place to serve as the head of the Military Transport Section."

In the Military Control Commission's system, the Military Transport Department was mainly responsible for collecting military transport intelligence, disrupting local military transport, and coordinating the safety of its own military transport.

Zhang Yi didn't know what Dai Chunfeng's plan was, but he had been in the Operations Department and the Military Intelligence Department, had served as deputy director, section chief, station chief, and district chief, almost on par with all the directors in the bureau headquarters.

Now he was transferred to be the head of the Military Transport Section, which was only a lieutenant colonel position and was actually a disguised demotion.

Even if his innocence is proven, there is solid evidence that he passed intelligence to the Red Party, so some punishment must be imposed. "Thank you, Chief!" Zhang Yi looked resolutely, looking directly at Dai Chunfeng, touching his feet in a standard salute.

Dai Chunfeng smiled with satisfaction. He patted Zhang Yi's shoulder gently and said earnestly:
"Yun Yi, I know you are passionate, but if you stay here, you can better serve the party and the country."

"Yes."

"That's right." As he spoke, Dai Chunfeng seemed to have thought of something and said solemnly:

"Don't stay in Shancheng for the time being. I just happened to have a mission for you."

"What happened, Chief?"

"Have you forgotten Lin Shiliang from the Kong family? Others are not Bodhisattvas and will not let you go easily."

Dai Chunfeng's tone became stern again, "You are a Zhongshan wolf, you become rampant when you succeed.

This guy is so arrogant because of Kong's background that he interferes with the Freight Administration Bureau and the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, making money like crazy. He is so rampant that he doesn't even take me seriously. Humph, when I come back from my inspection in the southeast, I will definitely compete with him. "

"Of course I won't forget." Zhang Yi's expression became serious. Hearing Boss Dai's tone, it seemed that he was going to attack Lin Shiliang. He understood what he meant and said:

"Commander, when I arrive at the Military Transport Division, I will use my position to secretly collect evidence of this person's wealth accumulation."

Dai Chunfeng nodded appreciatively.

"I wonder what the mission you are talking about is?"

"Li Kaifeng!"

Dai Chunfeng gnashed his teeth and said, "This traitor has uncovered our secret radio stations in the occupied areas one by one, making it impossible for us to carry out our work normally.

Director Wei has upgraded the code book, but the original code remains unchanged. It is only a matter of time before it is deciphered by this office. Therefore, this person must be eliminated immediately."

"Didn't District Chief Mao organize the assassination?"

Dai Chunfeng frowned and said nothing.

Needless to say, the assassination attempt failed.

After a moment of silence, Dai Chunfeng continued:

"Intelligence said that this traitor had changed his name to Yu Jie and was appointed as the Director of the Telecommunications Department of the Wang Puppet Special Agent Headquarters.

He is not in Shanghai now, but is stationed in Liangdao Mountain in Hangzhou. He has set up a telecommunications network on the top of the mountain to specifically detect and receive secret messages from our Military Intelligence Bureau, and then decipher them and hand them over to No. 76.

In addition to the protection of the two No. 76 action teams, he was also guarded by a Japanese military police squad. The security was tight and no one could get close to him. Mao Sen was captured when he tried to assassinate him. "

As he spoke, he took out his Colt pistol from his waist, looked at it intently, and then handed it to Zhang Yi:

"Go ahead. I don't care what means you use or how many people die, you must get rid of this nightmare."

Zhang Yi took the gun, weighed it for a few times, and found it was indeed a good gun. He saluted and said:
"Make sure to complete the mission."

After he left, Dai Chunfeng stood up and looked at the dark sky outside the window with deep eyes.

Trust is always temporary, but suspicion is long-lasting. The Military Intelligence Bureau does not need heroes, but only loyal dogs who are absolutely loyal to them.

Whether Zhang Yi's knife is blunt or sharp, he is the one who sharpens it.

Thinking of this, he walked to the desk and picked up the phone:

"It was me who withdrew all the people who were monitoring and following me. Yes, all of them."

After coming out of Luojia Bay, it started to drizzle again and the wind was very strong. Zhang Yi wrapped his collar, huddled himself in his coat, and walked slowly on the muddy road.

On a quiet night, the lights were on in Wang Nai-qi's house, and through the light one could see a "囍" character pasted on his window.

The table inside the house was steaming with wine, food, and a plate of cold-mixed zheergen, which looked very sumptuous.

However, there was no smile on Wang Naiqi's face. He sat quietly at the dining table without moving.

Lin Xiumei, wearing a new red dress and with her hair tied up, came out of the kitchen holding a steamed fish. She put the fish on the table, but Wang Naiqi still had no intention of picking up his chopsticks.

Seeing that he did not move, Lin Xiumei sat down, filled two wine glasses with wine, placed a glass of wine in front of him, and said:
"Come on, have a drink."

As she spoke, Lin Xiumei touched the cup in front of Wang Naiqi, but did not drink from it. Instead, she poured the wine on the table and said:
"Happy wedding! This glass of wine is a toast to our 29 comrades who sacrificed their lives."

As she spoke, she was choked with sobs and tears streaming down her face.

Wang Naiqi remained silent, picked up the wine cup and poured the wine on the table.

The information was brought back by Lin Xiumei when she went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. As for who she handed it over to, it was a matter of organizational discipline and he could not ask about it. But what she brought back was undoubtedly sad news.

Wang Naiqi took a deep breath, poured himself another glass, drank it all, and waited quietly for Lin Xiumei's next words.

"The news was spread by our comrades inside the detention center. The culprits are Yang Jinxing and Zhang Yi. These two White Bandit lackeys are so cruel and mad that they will not die a good death. Sooner or later, we will settle the score with them."

"Blood debt must be paid with blood. Let them keep this account in mind. It will be settled sooner or later."

Wang Naiqi also gritted his teeth and spoke angrily. At the same time, he couldn't help but think, "Where is the mermaid?" Why didn't he send out any information?
After a quick meal and simple tidying up and washing up, the two went to bed with grief and anger.

In order to get married and for a better disguise, the two of them bought a double bed. At this moment, Lin Xiumei was lying on her side, and Wang Naiqi beside her was also lying on his side, each leaving a silent back to the other.

"Sorry to bother you, please turn off the lights, otherwise it will arouse the suspicion of the neighbors." Wang Naiqi suddenly said in a muffled voice without turning his head.

Lin Xiumei glanced at him and silently turned off the light.

"Thank you."

In the darkness, Wang Naiqi had his eyes open, and Lin Xiumei also had her eyes open.

After a while, Wang Naiqi asked, "We are married. Does your partner know? I heard that he is in Pagoda Mountain."

"I know. He will understand. This is the decision made by the organization."

"Ok."

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"nothing."

On a special wedding night, the two people were filled with grief and indignation, each with their own thoughts, and could not fall asleep for a long time.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Both of them were startled and held their breath instantly.

Wang Naiqi carefully turned over from the bed, and saw that Lin Xiumei reacted faster than him. She was already standing on the ground with a pair of scissors that were shining coldly in her hands.

In the darkness, Wang Naiqi immediately made a gesture to keep quiet, stood on guard, and listened attentively.

Then the knock on the door sounded again, softly and rhythmically, three times in a row.

Wang Naiqi breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:
"He's here."

As he said this, he turned and walked towards the door, then suddenly turned back and said to his "wife":

"Don't make any noise, and don't come out."

After saying that, he closed the bedroom door from the outside.

Lin Xiumei stood on the ground, stunned for a while, then tiptoed to the window and gently lifted a corner of the curtain. Only a black shadow flashed by outside.

After a while, Wang Naiqi walked in with a cold wind, groped in the dark to find a lamp and lit it, then slowly opened the information in his hand. After just one look, his face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)