My Spy Years Chapter 1195

 “Sena Niang.” Tang Kanlao cursed, “The Japanese have lost their commander, but they are coming to cause trouble for us.”

"Okay, let's stop talking." Tong Xueyong handed over a cigarette and soup, "Is there any use in complaining? If you have this energy, it's better to save it and do things."

"I just feel so unlucky." Tang Wenlao took the cigarette, took out the kerosene lighter, lit it, and took a deep breath, "Mother Ce Na, who would have thought that that person turned out to be a member of the concubine's room in Meiji."

“Head of the Concubine's Office.” Tong Xueyong gave Tang Kanlao a deep look.

He heard that Tang Canlao was actually complaining in his words, so he had to remind Tang Canlao.

Tang Kanlao smoked sullenly and became silent. Naturally, he understood the warning in Tong Xueyong's words:

The person who died was the head of the Liaison Office of the Mei Agency. There was no going back from what had happened.

 The two went to the Provisional General Affairs Office to get more bullets.

 “Where are you going?” Tang Kanlao asked Tong Xueyong.

“I'm going to Jiming Temple.” Tong Xueyong said. “Although the New Fourth Army's traffic point at Jiming Temple is abandoned, we didn't check it carefully last time. There may be unexpected gains.”

He frowned and said, "I'm thinking that Okada's disappearance may be related to the rampant activities of the New Fourth Army."

He glanced at Tang Kanlao and asked, "Where are you going?"

“You go ahead, I'll go to the Confucius Temple.” Tang Kanlao flicked the ashes from his cigarette, “The tea house in the Confucius Temple is well-informed. Find a bag and ask.”

The men drove the car over, and Tang Kanglao opened the door and said pointedly, "Be careful, Okada's disappearance is not a trivial matter. Be careful that they use us two brothers as scapegoats."

"This kind of thing can be useful if you don't worry about it." Tong Xueyong got on the rickshaw and waved his hands to his subordinates, "Do something."

The Nanjing Station of the Secret Service Headquarters has not yet been officially established. Currently, the number of vehicles is limited. In addition to Director Ding Mutun's car, there are only two vehicles. Tang Wenlao used one, and the other one is used for maneuvering as usual, so Tong Xueyong used this vehicle. The team can only ride foreign cars.

“Where is Gao Yao?” Tang Kanlao frowned and asked.

“I just saw him with Ai Heng, the subordinate of Team Leader Tong.” One of his subordinates replied.

"It's okay." Tang Wenlao nodded, "Drive to Confucius Temple."

This is what he ordered Gao Yao to keep an eye on Ai Heng secretly. If necessary, he could silence Ai Heng—

Tang Xueyong was not too worried about Tong Xueyong. Tong Xueyong shot and killed Okada himself, and he would never be able to escape. Moreover, Tong Xueyong cared about the safety of Tong Tingting, who was still in Shanghai, and he was always cautious.

The person who worries Tang Kanlao the most is Ai Heng. This person does not seem to be a strong-willed person. Once he is questioned, it may be difficult to persist.

“Drive faster.” Tang Wenlao said impatiently. He wanted to stay away from the Tiger Bridge.

The Japanese discovered that Toshihiko Okada was missing!

Dingmutun asked them to help find the whereabouts of Okada Toshihiko and Pang Yuanju. This seemed reasonable and normal, but Tang Kanglao always felt a little upset in his heart.

Tiger Bridge is too depressing. The most important thing is that this is a prison. It is unlucky, so it is better to stay away.

Tang Kanglao decided that he would be working hard outside for the past two days, searching for the whereabouts of Toshihiko Okada and not return to Tiger Bridge.

 “Where is Ai Heng?” Tong Xueyong turned to ask his subordinates while holding a cigarette in his mouth and riding a foreign carriage with one hand.

"I saw him with Gao Yao from the third group before." A subordinate replied, "It seems that the second brother has something to do with them."

  The second brother and the second spring.

 “No organization or discipline, and I won't report anything if something happens.” Tong Xueyong snorted coldly.

Several subordinates suppressed laughter. The team leader was from the Red Party, which emphasized organization and discipline. Perhaps because of habit, the team leader sometimes talked about "no organization and no discipline", that is, Director Ding and Deputy Director Li believed the team leader, otherwise, this statement would be evidence of "collaboration with bandits".

A few people were riding fast on foreign cars, wearing sunglasses and black blouses over their short-sleeve outfits. They were swaggering through the city, and passers-by were avoiding them.

 Passing a teahouse, Tong Xueyong squeezed the brakes with a squeak and braked with both feet at the same time.

“Team leader, what's wrong?” His subordinates stopped and asked.

“Xiao Shen, take the brothers to drink tea and return to Tiger Bridge in the evening.” Tong Xueyong took out his wallet, took out a few bills and handed them to his men.

 “Thank you, team leader.” Xiao Shen said happily.

 “Don't just drink tea, you have to do business.” Tong Xueyong said.

"Understood." Xiao Shen nodded. The teahouse is a place to find information and information. Many seemingly insignificant tidbits can often be of great use.

“Team leader, are you not going to Jiming Temple?” one of his subordinates asked.

“I'm not going, Tang Canlao wants to trick me, but there's no way.” Tong Xueyong waved his hand, “You go ahead, I'll find a place to rest.”

Several subordinates left happily. Tong Xueyong, the team leader, was really good to his subordinates. He would take the initiative to avoid dangerous things, and would also spend his own money to treat everyone to tea and drinks. Even if he was lazy, the team leader would sometimes They take the lead in being lazy, so compared to other groups, their lives are much easier.

“Mr. Koizumi, we have inquired clearly.” Baichuan reported to Koizumi Xinze, “It was Tong Xueyong and Tang Wenlao who left Tiger Bridge just now.”

He told Koizumi Xinze, "Tong Xueyong is the leader of the Sixth Operation Group of the Special Agent Headquarters. This person is from the Red Party. He was arrested by the Shanghai Special High School and defected to the empire; Tang Wenlao is the leader of the Third Operation Group. This person He is from the Shanghai Youth Gang and is actually Li Cuiqun's favorite general."

“Huh?” Koizumi Xinze couldn't help but ask, “Is Tang Kanlao a member of Li Cuiqun?”

"Judging from the information currently available, it should be like this." Baichuan said.

At Koizumi Nobuze's signal, he continued, "The people responsible for secretly monitoring Cheng Qianfan are Tang Kanlao's three groups and Tong Xueyong's six groups."

He looked at Koizumi Xinze, "So, if the disappearance of the room chief is really related to the secret service headquarters, it should be closely related to Tong Xueyong and Tang Hanlao, or at least one of these two people should be an insider. "

 “Did Dingmutun send them out to search for the whereabouts of the director?” Koizumi Nobuze asked.

"Yes." Shirakawa said, "Chome Tun scolded these two people **** and ordered them to go out and find ways to search for traces of the room chief."

Koizumi Nobuzawa snorted coldly.

 There is information in Tiger Bridge that can be sent out. This is obviously Ding Mutun's tacit approval. Director Ding expressed his attitude in this way:

 One is to have a clear conscience, and the other is to show that they are already working hard to help in the search.

 “Koizumi-kun, Yano is here.” Shirakawa said.

Koizumi Nobuzawa looked at the road downstairs and saw a sidecar braking to a sudden stop. Behind it was a group of Imperial soldiers. Yano Fuji from the Military Police Headquarters jumped off the bicycle and pressed the button. Command knife.

 He couldn't help but frowned, "Why is it this guy!"

Koizumi Nobuzawa and Yanofuji have always had a rift.

“Secretary Koizumi.” Yanofu walked upstairs and said calmly.

 “Yano Souchang.” Koizumi Nobuzawa smiled and nodded.

"What are you doing? Why are you tying me up?" Ai Heng was taken to a room. As soon as he entered the door, his shoulders were held down. He couldn't help but turned pale in fright, struggling and shouting.

 Then he received a punch.

Ai Heng felt that the bridge of his nose must have been broken, and nosebleeds immediately poured out.

Dingmutun walked in and looked at this scene, his eyes were cold.

“Director, Director, I'm wronged, Director.” Ai Heng saw Dingmutun and shouted quickly, “Director, what's going on? There must be something wrong.”

Dingmutun walked up to Ai Heng. He didn't speak, he just looked at his subordinate.

"Director, it's wrong, it must be a mistake, the wrong person has been arrested! What mistake did my subordinate make? Director -" Ai Heng shouted, shouting, his voice became smaller and smaller under Ding Mutun's gaze.

"You yourself know what you have done." Dingmutun put his hand on Ai Heng's shoulder, "Now that I have said it, everything can be undone, but if it falls into the hands of the Japanese, then..."

As he spoke, he sighed.

Ai Heng's body began to tremble, and then he struggled, "Director, why? What did my subordinate do wrong?"

 “Do you still need me to remind you?” Ding Mutun said, staring into Ai Heng's eyes, “Okada Toshihiko.”

“Director, I don't understand what you mean.” Ai Heng said.

“Very good, very good, let's keep going like this.” Ding Mutun was not angry. He smiled, waved his hand, and Erchun directly stuffed a piece of rag into Ai Heng's mouth.

 After the confinement was completed, Erchun asked Dingmutun, "Director, don't you want to do a trial first?"

 “No need.” Dingmutun shook his head.

For him, not knowing anything is the best result under the current situation. Although this may leave the impression of "incompetent" or even "faint" in front of the Japanese, but if His guess was true, which was the best outcome.

 Hence, Dingmutun decided not to interrogate:

He had no idea whether Ai Heng had a problem, what the problem was, who was involved, and how serious it was. Although he only found a clue, he did not dare to neglect it because it might involve Toshihiko Okada. This person was detained and reported, and Mr. Qingshui was asked to make a decision.

At this moment, a subordinate came to report, "Director, there are military police stationed at Laohu Bridge and Dashiqiao to check the passing people."

Dingmu Tun narrowed his eyes. The two bridges, Laohu Bridge and Dashiqiao, were located on the left and right sides of Laohuqiao Prison. They were the only way to travel.

The Japanese set up checkpoints on these two bridges, which effectively blocked the Laohuqiao Prison from outside traffic.

 "Xiaoizumi Nobusawa." Dingmutun felt a great hatred in his heart.

 He had to admit that he had somewhat underestimated the young man Koizumi Nobuze.

Dingmu Tun has long received reports from his subordinates that Koizumi Nobuze and his party did not leave, but stayed in a nearby teahouse.

 Dingmutun immediately guessed Koizumi Nobuze's intention: Koizumi was waiting for him to come to explain.

Dingmutun sneered at this. He would not deal with Xiaoquan directly. That would be too passive. He chose to report directly to Qingshui Dongsan.

Qingshui Dongsan is well fed.

 From a certain perspective, the interests of his Dingmu Village are tied to those of Qingshui Dongsan.

However, Chome Tun did not expect that Koizumi Nobuze would come to the rescue and directly call the military police to block traffic.

 This is a bit difficult to handle.

“Strictly guard and block the news.” Dingmutun pointed at Ai Heng, “No one is allowed to remove the cloth without my order, and no one is allowed to talk to him.”

“Understood.” Erchun said. This time he really understood. The kid Ai Heng committed a big crime this time. Let alone talking, whoever gets close to this kid now will be in bad luck.

Chome Tun left the room and went straight back to his office. He picked up the phone receiver and asked for a number, "I want the Embassy of Japan. I want to speak to His Excellency Shimizu Dongsan. Who am I? I am Chome Tun."

Just as Dingmutun was waiting for the call to be connected, Erchun suddenly ran over in a hurry. He said in a panic, "Director, Gao Yao is missing."…

Jingle Bell.

The phone in Chu Mingyu's office rang.

Liu Xia walked slowly to the desk and picked up the phone receiver with her smooth green hands, "This is Secretary-General Chu's office."

“Sister Xia, it's me.” Cheng Qianfan said, “Is it convenient to talk?”

  “Say it.”

  Ten seconds later.

"I see."

Liu Xia hung up the phone and hurriedly walked inside. Chu Mingyu was writing furiously on his desk.

“Secretary-General, Assistant Cheng called from the hospital.” Liu Xia said.

"Oh? Is something wrong?" Chu Mingyu said without stopping writing or raising his head.

"Assistant Cheng said something." Liu Xia said, "He said someone from the Mei Agency came to see him this morning."

"Mei Guan?" Chu Mingyu put down the pen in his hand and raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face, "What are they looking for Qianfan for?"

“Assistant Cheng said he had something to report to the Secretary-General,” Liu Xia said. “He said it was not convenient to talk on the phone.”

“This kid.” Chu Mingyu snorted, his expression was a little solemn. After a moment, Chu Mingyu got up from his seat, “Prepare the car and go to the Second Hospital of the Government.”

 Shimonoseki Police Station.

 In the office of Police Chief Shen Kun.

A burly man was filled with righteous indignation. He put his hands on the desk and said, "Benshan is the New Fourth Army? This is absolutely ridiculous. How is this possible! Bureau chief, do you think this is possible?"

“There are no less than ten anti-Japanese elements captured by Benshan. How could he be the New Fourth Army?” He pointed to the west, where was the police station's detention center.

"You idiot, I know, of course I know." Shen Kun was also very angry. He pointed at the man's nose and cursed, "Yao Lunyi, you are not the only one with eyes and ears. Who is Lu Benshan?" , I know better than you!"

Picking up the cigarette case on the table, he took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. He then took out a kerosene lighter and turned the wheel continuously but failed to light it. Shen Kun also got angry and threw the cigarette in his mouth. On Yao Lunyi's face, he cursed, "I don't have any eyesight!"

Yao Lun Yili ignored Shen Kun and sneered, "My brother was framed and killed. I have no intention of smoking."

"Dia Mao! I'm not in the mood to smoke, Diao Mao! Which girl's belly you were on last night, don't think I don't know." Shen Kun scolded.

Yao Lunyi's face was not red and he was out of breath, "My good nature is gone. I can't help those who are orphans and widowed."

The death of the short-lived ghost Lu Benshan was an advantage for him. However, Lu Benshan's woman was quite fiery. After being forcibly taken away from her, although she accepted her fate, she also said that if she did not help Lu Benshan seek justice, she would Hang yourself.

"The case of Lu Benshan was caused by those gangsters from Shanghai." Shen Kun glanced at the door and confirmed that it was closed, then lowered his voice and said, "This matter is very difficult to handle. If it's hard, just accept your fate.”

“Nanjing is still dominated by Chairman Liang now,” Yao Lunyi shouted.

"Shut up." Shen Kun said, "I finally understand. This Nanjing will be Mr. Wang's world sooner or later."

He pointed to the top of his head, "Of course, Mr. Wang also wants to see how the Japanese look. In the final analysis, Nanjing belongs to the Japanese."

Grabbing Yao Lunyi's collar, Shen Kun said with a cold face, "Yao Lunyi, remember this for me. Behind the secret service headquarters is not just Mr. Wang, but also the Japanese. I can't afford to offend you, you motherfucker." I can't afford to offend you.”

"Why!" Yao Lunyi was unconvinced, "We are also responsible for the job of the Japanese."

As he said that, he paused and said, "I've been carrying it for more than a year."

"You idiot, you know nothing." Shen Kun cursed. He held up Yao Lunyi's collar, pulled the guy to his mouth, and whispered, "Of the eight police stations, as far as I know, there are already three They secretly turned to Wang Chuanhai."

At the end of the 26th year of the Republic of China, in order to "pacify" the social situation in Nanjing and consolidate its rule in the occupied areas, the Japanese army promulgated the "Draft Outline of the War Guidance Plan after 1938", which stipulated: "China's emerging political power will be determined by the imperial army. The region is its territory and should be self-governed through good governance, where the ideal of good neighborliness and mutual prosperity should first be realized. The military is behind the regime to support it in restoring security and building strength."

 Under this guiding ideology, the Japanese army that occupied Nanjing established the so-called "Nanjing Autonomous Committee".

 Ten days later, the "Nanjing Police Department" was established under the association, with eight police stations under it to govern the security of various districts in Nanjing.

In addition to maintaining social order, directing traffic, and managing household registration, the "Nanjing Police Department" has the responsibilities of cooperating with the Japanese army in hunting down and suppressing anti-Japanese elements, as well as special agent investigation work.

The Xiaguan Police Station where Shen Kun is located is a very important one among the eight police stations under the jurisdiction of the Nanjing Police Department.

"Is this the case?" Yao Lunyi said angrily.

He didn't care about Ruben Shan's death. What he cared about was whether he might become Ruben Shan one day.

"Forget it?" Shen Kun sneered, "Of course not."

He took the match box handed over by Yao Lunyi, struck a match, and lit the cigarette, "Just wait, I don't believe that Dingmutun has always been lucky."

 “Who is Dingmu Tun?” Yao Lunyi asked.

“Diaomao, you are so angry with your father and I, so angry!” Shen Kun yelled angrily.

“Secretary-General, there are Japanese troops setting up a checkpoint in front of us.” Du Weiming turned to Chu Mingyu and said.

“What's going on? When did there be a checkpoint here?” Chu Mingyu was surprised.

Seeing the car approaching, the Japanese military police held a stop sign and raised their hands to signal the car to stop. At the same time, the Japanese machine gun at the checkpoint also aimed at the car.

“This is Secretary-General Chu Mingyu's special car.” Du Weiming rolled down the window, negotiated with the Japanese soldiers, and handed over a pass document.

 With this certificate, you can pass freely throughout Nanjing except for areas surrounding Japanese military barracks and other military locations.

The Japanese military police took the document and took a look at it, then walked over and handed it to Yanofuji.

The "Big Three" Wang Chuanhai, Liang Hongzhi, and Wang Kemin were negotiating secretly in Nanjing. The Japanese military police were already involved in security work, so Yano Fuji still had an impression of the names of Wang Chuanhai's important subordinates.

The car was driven from Laohuqiao Prison, so Yano Teng believed that Chu Mingyu was the real one.

 He walked over and handed back the certificate, "Where is Secretary-General Chu going?"

“My assistant was injured in the Minsheng Bridge attack, and I want to go to the Second Hospital of the Government to visit the injured,” Chu Mingyu said.

A Japanese military policeman beside Yanofuji quickly wrote down notes on the document paper.

“Secretary-General Chu, what's the name of your assistant?” Yano Fuji asked as he took the folder from his subordinate, holding a pen in his hand.

“Cheng Qianfan.” Chu Mingyu said, “Of course, he is now using the name Gong Chenguang in the hospital.”

“Cheng Qianfan?” Yano Teng glanced at Chu Mingyu, “Cheng Qianfan from the French Concession in Shanghai?”

"Yes." Chu Mingyu nodded. He was quite surprised. Was Cheng Qianfan's name already known to the Japanese military police in Nanjing?

“That's it.” Yanofuji nodded, “I, Yanofuji, would like to trouble Secretary Chu to say hello to Cheng Sang.”

 “I'll definitely bring it to you.” Chu Mingyu nodded slightly.

The surprise in his heart was even higher. How could that kid Qianfan have such a great reputation at the Nanjing Military Police Headquarters?

Even Chu Mingyu could feel that his reputation and status as the Secretary-General of the Sixth National Congress of the Kuomintang in the heart of the Japanese army sergeant were actually lower than that of Cheng Qianfan.

“This checkpoint is to better protect the safety of Mr. Wang and all the gentlemen. We hope that we will forgive the inconvenience caused.” Yanofu said.

 Chu Mingyu was even more surprised when he heard Yanofu's explanation.

 He and Liu Xia exchanged a look. It seemed that Cheng Qianfan's fame and influence among the Japanese were far beyond his understanding.

 This is a candy shop.

 Tong Xueyong walked into the store unhurriedly.

 He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the price on the wooden plaque.

“Shopkeeper, do you have any children?” Tong Xueyong asked.

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "Pengcheng's kid cake, how much do you want, sir?"

 “Is there any Xiaoersu from Nanjing?” Tong Xueyong asked again.

“Children's cake is of course delicious from Pengcheng.” The shopkeeper explained, “Sir, you are right to buy the one from Pengcheng.”

“I want Nanjing's Xiaoersu.” Tong Xueyong said, “I came to Nanjing on a business trip and brought back some local specialties from Nanjing for my children to eat.”

“Children's cake is a specialty of Pengcheng,” the shopkeeper explained.

“Are you a Nanjing specialty store?” Tong Xueyong pointed to the store sign.

"certainly."

“How come there is no Xiaoersu from Nanjing?” Tong Xueyong said reluctantly.

"You idiot, you are here to cause trouble, you thief!" the shopkeeper yelled.

Tong Xueyong quickly took out the short gun from his briefcase and slapped it on the counter, "Try to curse again."

At this moment, the inner door curtain was opened, and a man came out, "Sir, please be patient."

He invited, "Sir, please come with me. Not to mention the Xiaoersu from Nanjing, we also have the Xiaoersu from Shanghai."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of counting money.

Tong Xueyong nodded with satisfaction.

The guest who was hiding far away suddenly realized that this person had just deliberately made excuses and said he wanted Nanjing Xiaoersu, but he was deliberately trying to rip him off.

 Tong Xueyong put away his short gun and followed this man into the inner courtyard.

 He suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the man, "Xu Zhaolin, where is my daughter?!"

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