My spy diary

Chapter 379: Lure the Snake Out of the Hole (asking for monthly ticket)

In Shancheng, on Boss Dai’s desk, a sealed telegram was lying quietly in a purple folder.

The files of the Military Intelligence Bureau are divided into four colors: white for general matters, yellow for express matters, red for urgent matters, and purple for top secret matters.

These different colors represent different treatment methods, and if the treatment is incorrect, the person responsible will be held accountable.

Dai Chunfeng opened the folder, took out the telegram carefully, and looked at it intently. After just one glance, his originally relaxed expression became solemn.

As he was reluctantly bidding farewell to his beauty in Xiangjiang and feeling sad, he suddenly received the news that Zhang Yi had successfully assassinated Li Kaifeng. This "nightmare" was cleared, and the haze lingering in his heart was gone, making him smile happily. He even chose to forgive Wang Xinheng of Xiangjiang Station for his failure to welcome him.

Just when he was full of confidence and thinking about going to the southeast to inspect and arrange work, Mao Qiwu's telegram gave him a heavy blow.

Hearing that the "Shadow" might be exposed, he no longer had time to inspect and hurried back to the mountain city.

"The Red Party's 'deep sea' has infiltrated our top leadership."

Looking at this line of text, Dai Chunfeng recalled the conversation he had with Sun Zichao that day, and his expression changed immediately.

But on second thought, although Sun Zichao knew who "Shadow" was, he did not have the contact code. Only he and Mao Qiwu knew the calling frequency and code in the code book.

He suddenly raised his head, his face was gloomy, veins on his forehead were bulging, and he stared at Mao Qiwu.

"Director Mao, Director Mao, you are sitting very comfortably in this position."

Mao Qiwu was terrified. He knew that this was Dai Chunfeng's usual ironic style. He didn't know how to respond. In panic, he lowered his head and said as he usually did:

"Qi Wu only knows how to work hard and contribute to the bureau chief, and he doesn't care about the level of his position."

"Work hard?" Hearing this, Dai Chunfeng became even angrier and shouted:

"He was fine when I left, and I specifically told you to keep it a secret. Now, you've just handed him over to you for one day, and you're already mourning him?"

"Commander, Qi Wu deserves to die. Qi Wu is willing to die."

Before he could finish his words, Dai Chunfeng suddenly threw the documents on the table over to him. Mao Qiwu didn't dare to dodge and was hit on the forehead by the folder. A bloody hole instantly appeared on his forehead and blood was dripping.

Dai Chunfeng was still not satisfied, so he clenched his fists, stepped on his heavy military boots, and kicked hard.

Mao Qiwu stumbled and fell to the ground, looking panic-stricken and embarrassed.

"Are you just doing things perfunctorily in the matters you are in charge of on a daily basis?

"Shadow" has been exposed. How can I explain this to the Chairman? Humph, if it weren't for the fact that you have followed me for so many years, I would have put you to military punishment right now!"

Dai Chunfeng rushed to him, his finger almost poking his nose, and all the spit from his mouth splashed onto Mao Qiwu's face.

Mao Qiwu was trembling with fear. He could only lower his head, not daring to breathe. Beads of sweat and blood kept rolling down his forehead.

"Mao Shanyu, don't think that just because Zheng Mingyuan doesn't come to work, the position of chief secretary will be yours. Humph, don't forget that your position will always have a word 'acting' in front of it!"

Mao Qiwu had rarely seen Dai Chunfeng lose his temper with him for a long time, but he had no choice but to take responsibility for the "shadow" matter. At this moment, he didn't know what to say except to keep nodding his head and saying yes.

"Yes, yes, you can't say anything else except it's you? You are such a loser, stand up!"

Dai Chunfeng was tired of scolding and sat down on the sofa angrily.

Mao Qiwu stood up in a hurry, thinking that his boss had vented enough anger, and was about to say something, but he didn't expect that Boss Dai suddenly asked:
"Who contacted Shadow?"

"Confidential Secretary Mao Zhongxin."

Dai Chunfeng looked at him expressionlessly and then asked:
"How long has he been in the bureau?"

"Two years and four months." Mao Qiwu answered as he bent down to pick up the documents scattered on the ground.

Dai Chunfeng frowned, said "You decide", and then closed his eyes.

Mao Qiwu moved his mouth but said nothing. He respectfully placed the documents on the desk and turned away.

Back in his office, Mao Qiwu took a few deep breaths and his face looked gloomy.

He thought about it, sighed, picked up the phone, and dialed a few numbers:
"I. You go to Room A and send Mao Zhongxin to the inspection room. Ask them to ask him what he did today. Remember, everything must be kept confidential. Do not record what he says. Do not record it or you can punish him."

Mao Qiwu hung up the phone, went to the bathroom to wash his face, treated his wounds, and returned to Boss Dai's office as if nothing had happened.

Dai Chunfeng still sat there motionless, lost in thought. The exposure of his "shadow" made him look even more tired.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, looked at Mao Qiwu, sighed deeply, and said earnestly:
"Brother Shanyu, since you joined the Military Intelligence Bureau, you have been working diligently and quietly, often coming up with strange ideas and supplementing my opinions and suggestions...

That's why I recommended you to the old man, saying that you are a capable person with a sharp sword but no edge.

The old man said that you are thoughtful, calm and careful. Although you lack dominance and aggressiveness, you are a perfect assistant. In this way, you and I are one inside and one outside, and we complement each other. If you take care of the house, I can deal with the outside more calmly. But now, there is a thief in the house. "

"Commander, it is Qi Wu who failed in his duty and has disappointed you."

"That's enough. Now is not the time to look for blame. The most urgent task is to find out how 'Shadow' was exposed. Also, who is this 'Deep Sea' who appeared out of nowhere?"

Mao Qiwu thought for a moment and said, "Should we ask the warriors from Hanzhong to investigate secretly?"

The Hanzhong Class, also known as the Hanzhong Training Class, was a secret spy training camp opened by the Military Control Commission in Hanzhong, Shaanxi in September 39 under the name of training wartime guerrilla cadres for the Tianshui Camp of the Military Commission.

Dai Chunfeng served as the class teacher concurrently, and the actual person in charge was the Red Party traitor Chen Muyi. All the students had a junior high school education or above and were referred to by code names. The training period was about three months, and the discipline was strict, with "life in, death out".

Starting from the end of 39, eight batches of graduates infiltrated the border areas as young students.

Mao Qiwu had only seen the situation of this class in the archives, and he was not very clear about the specific details.

Dai Chunfeng frowned. Mao Qiwu did not know how to act and was taking things for granted. It was not that easy to send people to infiltrate the border area. In addition to many procedural issues, it might not be possible to get in immediately. It would take a lot of connections to get in.

Identity disguise, background knowledge learning, skills training, entering the target area, responding to screening inquiries and interrogations, gaining trust, initial lurking, establishing intelligence networks, transmitting intelligence, etc. Some of these may even take a year or two to make progress.

Of course, this group of students did not disappoint his expectations. More than 50 of them have successfully infiltrated the Red Party’s core area. Two outstanding ones have even entered core departments such as the Second Bureau of the Military Commission.

But he had high hopes for them and had already issued instructions: "Just lie dormant and don't activate them, wait until the war comes, and then you can see the miraculous effects." If he activated them rashly, he might not only fail to obtain intelligence, but also expose himself.

He thought for a while, looked at Mao Qiwu and said, "You should ask Director Gong, Director He, and Section Chief Sun to come here immediately."

"Yes."

Soon, Personnel Director Gong Xianfang, First Department Director He Zhiyuan, and Intelligence Section Chief Sun Zichao rushed over.

Looking at the scar on Mao Qiwu's forehead, several people asked with a smile:

"Secretary Mao, what's wrong? Did you see a beautiful woman?" Mao Qiwu smiled awkwardly: "There was a thief in the house."

Gong Xianfang asked: "What kind of thief dares to have fun at Secretary Mao's house?"

He Zhiyuan saw that Mao Qiwu looked strange, and said thoughtfully:
"I don't think it's a thief, I'm afraid it's a ghost."

He pointed at Sun Zichao and said, "Section Chief Sun is good at this. He can not only catch thieves, but also catch ghosts."

He Zhiyuan was hinting at something, and Sun Zichao immediately thought of the traitor. He sighed and said:

"It's hard to guard against thieves in your own home. I'm afraid I don't have the ability to do that."

Mao Qiwu smacked his lips a few times in frustration and said quietly:

"The New Year is coming soon, so we might as well hang a picture of Zhong Kui in the bureau and catch some ghosts."

As soon as the words fell, there was a scolding:
"You are so outspoken. Are you still joking at this time?"

Dai Chunfeng, with a long dark face, had been standing at the door at some point, and everyone fell silent instantly.

Although Dai Chunfeng is a devout believer in superstition, he only thinks about it when he is having a hard time or encounters a major setback. When he is proud, he doesn't even mention his fate of "Double Phoenix Facing the Sun".

In fact, he himself knew best that he had achieved his success at the risk of his life. He could fool ignorant men and women with feudal superstition, but he could not deal with the Red Party, let alone dig out the traitors lurking in the bureau.

After saying this, Dai Chunfeng turned around with a tired look on his face and sat back on the sofa. Mao Qiwu smiled awkwardly and introduced the situation to several people.

The half sentence of information sent back by "Shadow" was quickly circulated among several people. They had complicated expressions and were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Especially Sun Zichao, his face was gloomy. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Tell us all!" Dai Chunfeng frowned and spoke in a gloomy voice.

He Zhiyuan and Gong Xianfang looked at each other in bewilderment.

This was the first time they had heard of this so-called "shadow" and they didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.

Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly and looked at Sun Zichao again:

"He is your successor, you come and analyze it."

Upon hearing this, He Zhiyuan glanced at his sun Zichao who was sitting upright in surprise, and suddenly realized something.

This guy's background is mysterious and his resume is flawless. As soon as he arrived at the Military Intelligence Bureau, he became a favorite in front of the boss. He always thought that the other party was really introduced by Chief Hu, but that's it!

Seeing Gong Xianfang and Mao Qiwu were calm, it was obvious that they had known Sun Zichao's identity and background for a long time. He Zhiyuan was furious. What the hell, they kept their feelings a secret from me?

Think about it again, this guy came back from Pagoda Mountain with the mission of finding out the traitor in the bureau. He kept his identity hidden from me, so I guess he won't take any measures against him as well, right?
Thinking of this, he secretly took a deep breath and his body suddenly became cold.

He was not afraid that Sun Zichao would suspect him of being a traitor. A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. He was loyal to the Party, the National Army and the whole nation, but who could withstand investigation these days? He had never leaked intelligence, but what about other things?
He has done a lot of corruption and bribery. Boss Dai knows about some of it, but not about some of it. The ones he doesn't know about are the ones who are most involved.

Sun Zichao seemed unaware of He Zhiyuan's secret spying on him. He frowned and said:
"Commander, I think Shadow is in danger. We can't overestimate them, but we definitely can't underestimate them. The key to the problem is the internal traitor. As long as the internal traitor in the bureau is not eliminated, I will feel uneasy."

"Yes, this person has become a thorn in my heart." Dai Chunfeng said sternly, "We have a plan. The Red Party had a wall, and a mermaid caused chaos in the bureau. Now, there is another 'Deep Sea'."

"Commander, the Red Party has always been cunning and treacherous. Maybe they just want to muddy the waters so that they can fish in troubled waters. No matter if it's a mermaid or the sea, I will make sure they never come back." Sun Zichao looked determined.

Dai Chunfeng's eyes lit up: "Do you have an idea?"

"Yes, it's just my humble opinion." Sun Zichao hesitated to speak, glanced at Gong Xianfang, and then looked at He Zhiyuan.

The good-natured Gong Xianfang glared at him unhappily, and He Zhiyuan also looked unhappy. In order to avoid suspicion, the two of them immediately took the initiative to withdraw.

After the two men left, Sun Zichao said, "Mr. Dai just mentioned Zhang Liang's plan, crossing the wall. My trick is called luring the snake out of its hole."

"Tell me more specifically."

"Yes, I want to create a 'converter' with great fanfare, that is, a captured Red Party member, a high-level intelligence agent.

I will take the person outside and secretly detain him somewhere. If the traitor knows this information, he will definitely be restless.

Therefore, whoever asks about it will have problems. If we are lucky and successfully instigate a plan to kill traitors, we will close the net as soon as they take action. "

"It sounds good, but will he be fooled? Besides, the relationship between the Kuomintang and the Red Army has just eased, and this is a mountain city, at the forefront of public opinion. If it is published in the Xinhua Daily, the chairman will have a headache, and our Military Control Commission will instantly become a rat crossing the street."

"I'm ashamed. I didn't think of this."

"Forget it." Dai Chunfeng waved his hand thoughtfully, "Perfection is a luxury. There is no such thing as perfect in the world. Sometimes it is worth taking a risk. I will explain it clearly to the chairman."

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and repeated:

"As long as we can find out this traitor, everything will be worth it!"

"Yes." Sun Zichao was cheered up, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

After that, he stood up, saluted, and walked towards the door.

Dai Chunfeng looked at his back, sighed exhaustedly, and asked Mao Qiwu:
"Do you think he can be trusted?"

Mao Qiwu was stunned. He didn't expect that Boss Dai even suspected Sun Zichao. He frowned and thought about it, then shook his head in silence.

"Skepticism is a virtue." Dai Chunfeng explained calmly, and then asked:

"Do you think this deep sea really exists? Are they deliberately creating confusion, or?"

"This... it's better to believe it exists than not to believe it!"

"Yes, the Red Party, especially the director of Huangpu, is best at playing chess and stirring up trouble. Who knows how many nails he has planted in our ranks?" Dai Chunfeng sighed, not knowing what he was thinking of, and stared at Mao Qiwu:
"In the past, I hired people without distinction of area. I would search everywhere for talents, tailor-make their positions according to their abilities, and employ them according to their capabilities. But I can't do that anymore.

When hiring people for important positions, you must know their background and conduct strict inspections. Hiring the wrong person may lead to a complete failure. You are my housekeeper, so you must prepare for some things in advance."

Mao Qiwu understood what he meant. The person who knew him so well must be someone from Jiangshan.

Ever since the Red Party case occurred at the Telecommunications Headquarters, the boss has begun to pay attention to cultivating the "Jiangshan Gang" in the Telecommunications Department.

The operators at the Telecommunications Office were gradually replaced by Jiangshan people. Whether they were talking or making phone calls, they all used authentic Jiangshan dialect, and even if outsiders heard them, they would not understand what they were saying.

It was obvious that the boss was now going to expand this personnel strategy, and Mao Qiwu became excited.

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(End of this chapter)