My spy diary

Chapter 377 Telegram (please vote for me)

"What did these bastards say?" Dai Chunfeng's face was as gloomy as water.

"Commander, they suspect we are spies from an enemy country or gang members," Zhang Yi explained.

"Niang Xipi"

Dai Chunfeng was speechless. They were spies for sure, as he himself was the spy chief. But they couldn't be considered an enemy country, at least they could be considered an ally.

Although the British did not directly go to war with the Japanese army, after Germany invaded Poland, Britain declared war on Germany and officially joined the Allied camp in September 39.

As for the gang members, when he was working alone, he had close contacts with all kinds of people. After he started his own business, he had close relations with gang leaders like Du Yuesheng, but he never classified himself as a gangster.

It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of a crime. Damn it, it's really like a scholar meeting a soldier, he can't explain himself clearly.

Dai Chunfeng was extremely angry at being defeated by the British Hong Kong authorities again, and his impression of the British became even worse.

The last time was in 36, when they were hunting down Wang Yaqiao. He was arrested without any explanation as soon as he got off the cruise ship, and even the nasal rinser and handkerchief he carried with him were confiscated.

Locked up in the detention center, he cried out to the heavens and the earth for help but no one answered. He had a rhinitis and was covered in dirt and unkempt hair.

"Mr. Yu, do you want it?" Adjutant Jia whispered, secretly winking at Dai Chunfeng.

Although Dai Chunfeng was angry, he was not crazy after all. If a gunfight really broke out with the British, he would not be able to explain himself even if he was right.

He said with a sullen face: "Hand over all the guns and belongings to them for inspection. I want to see how these bastards end up!"

At this moment, he hated Wang Xinheng from Xiangjiang Station so much. Why didn’t he come to pick him up at the airport in advance?
After operating in Hong Kong for so long, can't you even handle a few small second lieutenant officers?
With Dai Chunfeng's order, everyone cooperated and handed over their weapons.

The two foreigners smiled even more proudly, and with a wave of their hands, they escorted everyone to the temporary interrogation room at the airport.

At this time, Wang Xinheng from Xiangjiang Station was also waiting outside the airport with his subordinates, ready to welcome Boss Dai.

But after the agreed time, Dai Chunfeng still didn't come out.

He realized that something had happened, and immediately went to a foreigner he was familiar with to inquire about the news, but the foreigner took the money and never responded again. He even acted secretive about whether there was any plane landing from the mountain city.

Wang Xinheng had no choice but to take the bus back to the station to send a telegram to the bureau headquarters.

At the bureau headquarters, Mao Qiwu was also anxious.

Whenever Boss Dai arrives at a place, he must inform him of his whereabouts before leaving and after arriving.

But this time, since I said goodbye to him in the morning, there has been no response since then.

Seeing that the plane's scheduled landing time had passed, Mao Qiwu went to Room A several times to inquire if there was any news about his boss, but the telecommunications station said that no contact call had been received yet. Mao Qiwu's heart skipped a beat.

Nothing will happen to the boss’ plane, right?
He thought anxiously but didn't dare to say anything.

At the same time, I remembered that in the past, Boss Dai had arrived at the destination more than two or three hours before contacting. This time, he was going to see off his fiancée, Yu Shuheng. One day without seeing her felt like a long time. Maybe the boss was hugging the beauty and making out with her...

After thinking about it, he suppressed his anxiety and prepared to go back to his official duties.

I had just stepped half way out of the office when the radio suddenly rang.

"Calling from Xiangjiang Station."

The telecommunications worker put on headphones and listened for a while, then copied down the code. After a moment, he said in doubt: "The boss has lost contact!"

"What did you say?"

Mao Qiwu panicked instantly and snatched the telegram, but it contained a series of digital codes, which the telegraph operator had translated from memory. He could not understand them for a moment, and he was annoyed and resentful, and shouted:
"What did you say?"

"Director, this is a telegram from Stationmaster Wang at Xiangjiang Station. He did not receive the boss as expected and asked us to check the boss's specific whereabouts. He suspected that the British were behind this and is trying to find a solution."

"How could this be?"

Mao Qiwu's scalp tingled when he heard this. Could something really have happened to Boss Dai? If he passed away, what would happen to the huge Military Intelligence Bureau? What would Mao Qiwu do?
"Director, what should we do now?"

The telegraph operator called him several times before Mao Qiwu came back to his senses. He tried to calm down and racked his brains to think:

"Call Wang Xinheng back immediately and ask him to do everything he can to get the information.

Also, immediately contact the military control field units along the way to see if the boss's plane has landed anywhere else."

After saying this, Mao Qiwu returned to his office anxiously, sank into the sofa, grabbed his hair hard, and his face became gloomy.

Amidst the anxiety, the Xiangjiang Station finally sent another telegram saying that Boss Dai had been detained by the British Hong Kong authorities.

"It's good that everyone is okay." Mao Qiwu finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the telegram and rushed out.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly thought of something and returned to the office, changed into a neat Zhongshan suit, tidied up his appearance, and hurriedly drove to Chang's official residence.

In the airport interrogation room, Wang Xinheng, who spent a lot of money to bribe the guards, finally got the chance to visit.

"Mr. Dai, I deserve to die for making you suffer. Director Mao has sent a message. The chairman called the ambassador to China. You should be able to get out soon."

Dai Chunfeng was sitting on the ground, with Adjutant Jia's clothes padding his buttocks. He was resting with his eyes closed. When he heard what Wang Xinheng said, he glanced at him with contempt and closed his eyes again.

Being ignored, Wang Xinheng looked at Zhang Yi anxiously, hoping that he could help plead for him.

Looking at Dai Chunfeng's long, dark face, Zhang Yi felt sad.

He understood one thing: the more people feel that their authority is being lost, the more they will try to save face in front of others.

Especially for someone like Boss Dai who cares so much about his reputation, being humiliated is more painful than shooting him.

To offer advice at this time would be tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

But Wang Xinheng is my old superior after all, so I have to help him.

Zhang Yi glanced at Boss Dai and said thoughtfully:
"Boss, you said that good and bad, advantages and disadvantages, blessings and disasters are interdependent. Lao Tzu also said that disasters are the foundation of blessings!
You came to Hong Kong to meet Miss Yu. Although there were setbacks, it was a happy ending. This means that your relationship with Miss Yu will go a step further.
As for Stationmaster Wang, he should be severely punished for his incompetence, but what is even more annoying is these arrogant British guys, they will definitely pay the price for their disrespect. "

"Humph!" Dai Chunfeng looked at him and sneered. Considering that Zhang Yi had just stood there to protect him, he could not rebuke him, so he directed his firepower at Wang Xinheng:
"Wang Xinheng, what do you do for a living? Have you eaten all the five-word secret of 'Quinnbanshicaigan' that I taught you?"

You've been in Hong Kong for so long, but you can't even handle a few airport staff. I think your job as a stationmaster has come to an end."

"Mr. Dai, I deserve to die!"

Wang Xinheng lowered his head and accepted the reprimand silently.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel relieved. The fact that the leader was angry with you proved that there was still room for maneuver. The most feared thing was that he would ignore you.

"I won't talk about Sun Tzu's Art of War. For those of us who work in intelligence, we can make friends with people in the court. People have always done this. Even petty thieves can join the court. In the past, Mengchang Jun escaped from disaster because of this. But you, you have been running Hong Kong for so long, but you can't even handle a few low-ranking officers. You are simply a waste."

Wang Xinheng was embarrassed and said, "Mr. Dai, your words are very profound. They have benefited me a lot. I will definitely learn from your experience and lessons, resolve all difficulties, and develop and expand the intelligence network of Xiangjiang Station."

Zhang Yi said with empathy: "Boss, what you said is very good. Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading!

Understanding the situation, understanding the contradictions, moving through it, and following the trend often achieves twice the result with half the effort.”

Dai Chunfeng did not appreciate the compliments from the two men and glanced at them with a smile.

Zhang Yi saw that the time had come and immediately said to Wang Xinheng:
"Stationmaster Wang, since the chairman has already said hello, please urge the British to come over immediately and apologize to Mr. Dai."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Wang Xinheng bowed to Dai Chunfeng and left quickly.

What happened next was just as Zhang Yi had expected. The British were rude at first but respectful later, and they politely invited Boss Dai to leave.

Because the situation was different this time, unlike the detention in 36, when Dai Chunfeng was still an unknown figure in the international community. This time, Dai Chunfeng went to Hong Kong to work under the banner of "anti-Japanese war", and since both China and Britain were members of the Allied Powers, Dai Chunfeng already had considerable influence in the international community, so the British government attached great importance to this matter.

First, the British Ambassador to China flew from the mountain city to Hong Kong in person to apologize to Mr. Dai, and then the Governor of Hong Kong issued a certificate of protection. From then on, Dai Chunfeng could enter and leave Hong Kong with this certificate without any inspection or registration, and could take various means of transportation at any time.

Finally, the British Interior Department sent the chief police officers from the three colonies of Hong Kong, Rangoon and New Island to chase after Dai Chunfeng in the mountain city to apologize to him in person, which saved him a lot of face.

Boss Dai himself even boasted about this experience with relish in front of thousands of people at the subsequent Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters commemoration week. He jokingly called it "Adventures in Hong Kong", and his pride and satisfaction were beyond words.

Of course, this is something to talk about later.

After leaving the airport, they attended the grand welcoming banquet organized by Wang Xinheng. Dai Chunfeng went to meet the beauty on his own, while Zhang Yi and others took a ferry to Hangzhou via Shanghai.

Liangdao Mountain is located in the Wushan Scenic Area in Shangcheng District, Hangzhou. It has a long history and is famous for its rich historical buildings and cultural background.

Building No. 43, Liangdaoshan, is also known as Yegong Temple.

It was built in 1871 to commemorate the Zhejiang sage Mr. Ye. It has a brick and wood structure with a traditional courtyard style and exquisite carvings inside, but now it has become the Yu Mansion.

Its owner was Li Kaifeng, who changed his name to Yu Jie after his rebellion.

The scorching sun at noon squeezed in through the gap in the curtains. Li Kaifeng fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, got up and rubbed his dizzy head, then looked sideways at his girlfriend Li Xiumei who was still sleeping beside him, with a complicated expression.

He only learned the true identity of this woman two days ago. She was openly a member of No. 76 Li Shijun, but secretly she was a senior spy of the Mei Agency and a Japanese.

Initially, he hated this woman who betrayed him and made him a traitor, so he asked for her from Li Shijun and ravaged her in revenge, wanting to humiliate her, play with her, and torture her to death.

But after knowing her identity, Li Kaifeng changed his mind.

This may not be a bad thing. This woman can serve as a bridge to connect with the people in Japan.

Especially when thinking of this woman's impatient and wild behavior in bed, Li Kaifeng could hardly regard her as the same person as Secretary Li, who usually wore a navy uniform and kept his head down.

The sexual pleasure this woman brought him made him unable to stop.

For various reasons, he did not report her true identity to Li Shijun.

Li Kaifeng walked to the window in his slippers and opened the curtains.

The sun shone in, and the house was in a mess, with empty bottles everywhere and a kimono scattered on the floor.

Li Kaifeng searched the house one by one, and the clanging sound woke up the woman beside him.

"Li-san, what are you looking for?"

The woman, who had put on her clothes with a rustle, regained the usual docility of Japanese women, handed him the clothes, and helped him put on his clothes with her head half lowered.

"Water, I'm dying of thirst."

"Isn't there milk on the table?"

The woman handed him the milk, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, she took the glass and leaned in tenderly.

Li Kaifeng laughed wildly, rubbed the woman's flower bud, looked at the wine bottles around, and asked:

"How much did I drink last night?"

"You don't remember anything you drank, and you even talked in your sleep."

"Talking in your sleep? What did I say?" Li Kaifeng frowned, let go of her and looked at her.

"Don't be nervous, these are all irrelevant words, and they don't involve intelligence."

Li Kaifeng was silent for a while, then said expressionlessly:

"Since I joined the Military Control Commission, I have never spoken a word in my sleep."

Li Xiumei looked at him indifferently and said:

"You said, 'Don't kill me, I'm not a traitor, I was forced to do this'."

Li Kaifeng's expression changed, and the woman chuckled:
"Mr. Li, what you said is very disrespectful to No. 76 and the Imperial Japanese Army. It's not a good thing to be distracted."

Li Kaifeng firmly denied: "I never said that, you must have heard it wrong."

"It doesn't matter even if you tell me. I won't report it." The woman smiled, walked up to hug Li Kaifeng and said, "Can I meet Mr. Inada today?"

Li Kaifeng did not answer the woman's words, but thought silently.

Mr. Inada is the representative of the Mei Agency. He came to see him without the knowledge of No. 76 Li Shijun, naturally because of the things in his mind.

He knew very well that once the Japanese really mastered the method of deciphering the secret messages of the Military Intelligence Bureau, he would lose all his usefulness and become a discarded pawn.

One can imagine what the fate of abandoning a pawn is.

"I'll think about it again."

Li Kaifeng replied expressionlessly, turned and left. His girlfriend stood there, looking at his back with a grim look in her eyes.

When I came out of my residence, there was already a subordinate wearing a navy uniform (Wang Puppet regime's special agents were influenced by Japan and all wore navy uniforms) standing at the steps.

"Director, we detected several suspicious radio waves today. Judging from the wavelength of the call frequency, it should be the Military Intelligence Bureau issuing instructions to the southeast regions.

This is the first time we have encountered such a situation since we cracked down on the military radio stations." The subordinate frowned, "They seem to be rioting collectively, are they targeting us?"

"What kind of battle can a few crab soldiers and shrimp generals cause?"

Li Kaifeng scoffed at this. He had cracked down on all the radio stations of the Military Control Commission in the southeast region one by one. Some of the personnel were killed, some fell into the water, and the few that had managed to escape had already hidden in the sewers and could not cause any trouble at all.

Having said that, Li Kaifeng couldn't help but feel uneasy when he heard his subordinates speculate that the Military Control Commission was targeting him. He asked in a deep voice:
"What's the detected code?"

The subordinate immediately handed over a folder.

Li Kaifeng took it, read it carefully, and couldn't help laughing.

No matter how things change, the essence remains the same; the original remains unchanged. No matter how the Military Control Commission adjusts, he can decipher the telegram through experience, induction, elimination, deduction, analysis, hypothesis, and the characteristics of text connections and the particularity of language connections.

He wrote and drew on the telegram manuscript and soon figured out the content of the telegram, but he did not translate it directly. Instead, he said to his subordinates:

"The spy chief Dai Chunfeng has arrived in Hong Kong. Report to Director Li immediately and ask him to take action."

"Yes." The subordinate thought for a moment, swallowed back what he was about to say, bowed, and left.

Li Kaifeng looked at the backs of his men as they left, then raised his eyes to look at the fog-shrouded mountains in the distance, his gaze meaningful.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Pagoda Mountain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of lunch and shift change, Deputy Minister Xu Youzheng sent his men away, quietly sat in front of a radio, put on headphones, skillfully adjusted the frequency, and started calling.

He thought he was doing it without anyone noticing, but he didn't know that his every move had already been exposed to the surveillance of Minister Lu and the investigators.

Radio waves silently passed through the sky. In a room not far away, a monitor was also listening attentively with headphones on.

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(End of this chapter)