Cicada Moving

Chapter 1269: No news means there is news

 One day in May 1941, No. 76 Jisi Feier Road, Shanghai.

 Ding Mocun, director of the puppet government's secret service headquarters, walked into the heavily guarded detention room with a dark face. In the detention room, Wu Sibao and Tongsuo were sitting on the bench doing nothing. When they saw their immediate boss coming, they quickly stood up and bowed to say hello.

"director."

 Ding Mocun stood there for a long time without speaking, staring at the two of them with his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Wu Sibao, and cursed loudly at the other person.

“You bastard! Why are you following the Locust Army? Do you know that the head of the Osako Agency has sent troops to blockade No. 76? We must find out whether you are colluding with Yamashiro or the underground party.”

 Wu Sibao and Tongsuo were stunned after being slapped. They knew they were in trouble, but they didn't expect it to be so serious. Wu Sibao hurriedly explained.

"Director! Director! It's unfair. You know me. I'm just playing with a girl, grabbing something, and I would never dare to collude with the resistance elements. Dawei, please say something!"

Wu Sibao pushed the copper lock and asked him to ask for mercy with a wink. After all, the two of them did this together, and no one could run away if something happened.

Tongsuo wished that the man named Wu would die. His hands were stained with the blood of his compatriots in the past few years, but for his own safety, he could only bite the bullet and take a step forward.

“Director, when Captain Wu and I were dining in a restaurant, we heard someone ordering a lot of high-end dishes and asking to take them all away.

This situation is very abnormal, so we sent people to keep a lookout. I am doing this for the sake of the new government and the locust army. I have no different intentions. Please be aware of this. "

 Ding Mocun already knew what happened. If not, Wu Sibao and Tongsuo would not be in the detention room now, but in the interrogation room and execution ground. However, there were two questions that had to be asked clearly. He spoke again.

“Who suggested going to the restaurant? Who made the decision to follow up?”

"this"

Tongsuo hesitated to speak, and glanced at Wu Sibao next to him. It was indeed the other party who proposed going out to eat and go to the restaurant, and it had nothing to do with him.

 Ding Mocun's originally gloomy face became even more ugly. Wu Sibao was the captain of the guard brigade of No. 76. If something went wrong with this person, No. 76 would have no secrets from the government.

Thinking of the consequences of the other party's betrayal, Ding Mocun's expression became more ferocious. He grabbed Wu Sibao's collar and asked fiercely.

“Tell me! Did you sell information to Shancheng?”

On the 76th, someone was selling out intelligence. Many people knew about this. As the saying goes, you rely on the mountains and the water. During the war, the price of intelligence increased every day. If you guard such a big golden mountain, you would be a fool not to be tempted.

Not to mention others, even Dingmo Village itself has sold a lot of information to Shancheng. The problem is that some information can be sold and some cannot. If you sell it, you will lose your head.

Wu Sibao wishes he could give himself a few mouthfuls, make you greedy, and let you beat your teeth as a sacrifice. If you don't go out, there will be no such thing.

Recalling the fate of those traitors, he immediately knelt down on the ground, hugged Ding Mocun's thigh and cried out to Tianqu, with tears and runny nose flowing out.

“Director, Sibao, my loyalty to Mr. Ji and the Locust Army is evident, and more than one agent of the Fruit Party and the Underground Party died in my hands. Even if I am willing to surrender, Northwest and Shancheng will not believe me.”

 Ding Mocun still had an expressionless face. It was hard to tell about the underground party, but with the virtue of the people in Shancheng, as long as the information was valuable, it didn't matter if someone died, so this reason could not prove Wu Sibao's innocence.

Seeing that Ding Mocun didn't respond, Wu Sibao's heart sank. He knew this director very well. He didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates at all, and it was very likely that he would be handed over to quell the anger of the Japanese.

It seemed that it would be impossible without spending some money. Wu Sibao gritted his teeth and whispered: "Director, I have a casino in the French Concession. Take a look."

oh? The casino in the French Concession was a good place to make money every day.

Ding Mocun's expression finally changed. If so, he might not be able to give Wu a chance. Thinking to himself, he glanced at Wu Sibao and spoke calmly.

“Get up, we are all brothers, and Ding is not unkind. I will give you a chance, Director Ji, what do you think?”

 He brought the conversation to Tongsuo. Tongsuo naturally knew what the other party meant. He wanted benefits but did not want to take responsibility. He thought of a solution in a blink of an eye.

“What the director said is true, but to be on the safe side, Captain Wu and I will live and eat in the detention room during the confidential discussion, so as not to let anyone say that you don’t distinguish between public and private affairs, and this way you can give an explanation to the head of Osako Agency.”

 Ding Mocun patted Tongsuo on the shoulder, turned around and left without saying a word, apparently accepting Tongsuo's suggestion.

Wu Sibao slumped on the ground, breathing heavily. Just now he was only one step away from falling to the ground. If it hadn't been for Ji Dawei, he would have died today.

“Dawei, thank you for your kindness.” Wu Sibao cupped his hands to the bronze lock, his tone full of gratitude.

Tongsuo helped him up and sighed: "Captain Wu, we have just passed the first level. If the secret conversation goes well, I'm afraid you and I will have to go to the interrogation room." Wu Sibao didn't understand why the secret conversation was going on. Things went smoothly for them, but they were in trouble. Considering that the two of them were grasshoppers on the same rope, they directly asked what they were thinking.

Hearing his question, Tongsuo looked outside and whispered back: "We can't communicate with the outside world in the detention room. If something happens, it proves that the leak has nothing to do with us."

“That’s not right.” Wu Sibao was not a fool, and immediately retorted: “If the secret conversation goes well, wouldn’t it also prove our innocence? Dawei, you are worrying too much.”

Tongsuo was anxious and moved his head closer to the other party: "Everyone knows about the secret talks. It is impossible for Shancheng not to know about it, and it is impossible not to destroy it. If the military commander does not move, there are only two possibilities."

 “What two possibilities?”

 Wu Sibao was very cooperative and asked immediately.

"First, Shancheng doesn't care about this, but do you believe it?" Tongsuo asked.

Wu Sibao shook his head. Even he knew the consequences of the Jewish people establishing a country in Mite Island. The big shots in the mountain city would not have thought that this assumption was not valid.

Seeing that he had figured it out, Tongsuo held out two fingers: "The second is that the government was ready to take action, but lost the source of intelligence, so it was forced to stop the action."

Wu Sibao nodded to himself, and then suddenly realized that he lost the source of information. He and Ji Dawei happened to be restricted from freedom again. Now they couldn't clean themselves up even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

He couldn't help complaining about Ji Dawei. If the other party hadn't suggested self-isolation in the detention room, the matter would not have reached this point. Instead, he completely forgot who was kneeling and begging before.

Tongsuo noticed Wu Sibao's thoughts and snorted coldly: "Captain Wu, this is the only way for you and me to escape. If you don't agree, you can go to the director."

 After saying that, Tongsuo walked to the bench and sat down. He closed his eyes and stopped looking at the embarrassed Wu Sibao. He was thinking about how to report the news to the deputy seat.

But in a blink of an eye, he gave up this idea. The Japanese and Dingmo Village must have arranged spies nearby. Acting rashly would not only fail to complete the task, but would also expose himself.

 Tongsuo thought of what Zuo Zhong said to himself a few years ago: deep dormancy, no matter what the situation, we must be firmly rooted in the heart of the enemy.

After thinking about this clearly, his mood became calm, and he asked someone to bring him a pot of tea and drink it leisurely. They were just self-isolating, not arrested, so the little spy naturally did not dare to embarrass himself.

  One day later.

Gui Youguang walked into the safe house and brought the news of the missing "Muyu" to Zuo Zhong. Zuo Zhong, who was reading behind his desk, was unusually calm. He just said a favor and turned another page in his hand.

"Vice-in-Chief, do you want me to go to No. 76 to explore the situation?" Gui Youguang was anxious. Tongsuo was half his student, and he was a little worried about his safety.

Zuo Zhong didn't look away from the book, and smiled and said: "Look, you are in a hurry, so don't be impatient. Sometimes no news means there is news. That boy Tongsuo is very smart and will not be exposed so easily."

 No news equals news?

Gui Youguang scratched his head. The deputy commander's words were always difficult to understand, but he soon gave up thinking. He could just carry out the orders himself, why bother thinking so much.

At this time, Zuo Zhong twisted the corner of his book and said casually: "By the way, go and send a message to Nobita, asking him to keep an eye on the movements of the Japanese navy in Shanghai. I want to know all the other party's recent movements."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Gui Youguang didn't ask why, turned around and went out to deliver the news.

After the bald man left, Zuo Zhong put down the book in his hand and took out a map from the drawer. There were two points marked on the map, one was Hartung Garden and the other was the suburban military station.

Looking at these two far apart points, Zuo Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly. Some things had been confirmed, and it was time to consider how to act next.

 Close the map, he stood up and went to the window to look at the hotel in the distance. He whispered the names of Xu Enzeng and Zheng Tingbing twice, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

 Two days before the secret talk began.

 Hase Ryosuke met with the naval attaché stationed there. In order to avoid suspicion, the two did not choose to meet at the navy's territory or Hase's agency, but randomly found a coffee shop.

“Mr. Hase, no matter what happens on the day of the secret meeting, we hope that your people will not move out, please!” As soon as he sat down, the military attache in charge got straight to the point.

This sentence shocked Changgu. What on earth did the navy want to do? If a mutiny occurred in Shanghai, he, the head of the intelligence agency, would also be responsible.

Perhaps seeing his concerns, the military attache in charge quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. Hase, we are not those reckless Army Red Deer, and we will not let things develop to an irreversible point."

Changgu was silent for a moment, then drank all his coffee under the expectant eyes of the military attaché, nodded his head imperceptibly, and the two sides reached a tacit understanding.

 At the same time, Xu Enzeng issued several orders to his men in the bacon shop. The latent forces of the Central Commander-in-Chief in Shanghai were ready to move, and the forces of all parties were about to collide in the Shili Foreign Market.