My Spy Years Chapter 837

  Chapter 837 Stenographer

  Yoshida invited Zhao Changgeng, 'Mr. Yao' and Mei Luan out of the room.

   "Two things." Yoshida looked at his subordinates.

   "The first thing, Tan Pinggong and Cheng Qianfan, what did they talk about." Yoshida said.

   "Major, unless one of them is arrested and interrogated, it is difficult to find out what they talked about."

   "You can't arrest people." Yoshida shook his head.

   Miyazaki Kentaro has already passed the preliminary test. This person's identity background is extraordinary, and he cannot be moved easily.

Tan Pinggong is the vice president of the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce. This person has a certain influence in the French Concession and even the entire Shanghai Bund. He has contacts with several directors of the Ministry of Industry Bureau in the French Concession. Unless there is conclusive evidence, he can't move easily. .

   "Check out the recent contacts and exchanges between Tan Pinggong and Cheng Qianfan." Yoshida ordered.

  If there is indeed a valid reason for the exchange between the two people, then the envelope and the possible cashier's check in the envelope are reasonable, and vice versa.

   "Hai."

   "The second thing is to find a way to find out whether the thing in the envelope that Tan Pinggong gave to Cheng Qianfan is really a bank draft, or something else?"

  Yoshida looked at his subordinates, "Stare at Cheng Qianfan."

   "Hai."

  Yoshida waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to back down.

  He stood at the window, staring out the window. At this time, a car stopped at the entrance of the alley. A man got out of the car and looked around vigilantly. Then he lowered his top hat and walked towards the house.

  Yoshida frowned.

   What is this guy doing here?

Today, the guy Sagami must have known that his investigation was just a cover, and that his own unit was truly valued and trusted by Commander Ikeuchi. No small blow.

   We need to beware of this guy Zuo Shang getting angry and making trouble.

  The next day.

  No. 22 Xue Huali Road.

  Office of the Deputy Inspector General.

  Cheng Qianfan yawned, and the lazy sunlight hit his face.

  The phonograph in the office is playing, playing Kunqu opera.

  'Mr. Xiao Cheng' put one foot on the desk, held a cigarette between his fingers, closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers on his raised leg, like jumping notes.

  He had been thinking about the order from the Chongqing headquarters last night about the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team arranging people to approach Mrs. Tan, but he still couldn't figure it out.

  At this moment, Cheng Qianfan decided not to think about it, not to think about it anymore.

  For a potential agent, sometimes, not thinking about it, not knowing certain things, means safety instead.

  Dai Chunfeng's order was given to Xiao Mian of the Shanghai Special Affairs Team, so what does he have to do with "Blue Bird"?

  At this moment, the Japanese military police headquarters in Shanghai.

  Yoshida is developing photos in the darkroom of the Gendarmerie Headquarters.

  The light in the darkroom is blood red, and the eyes of Yoshida, who has not slept all night, are also blood red.

  The photo was taken by a secret agent of the special high school inside the Tanfu ball. This agent is Yoshida's real trump card. He never pinned all his expectations on Zhao Changgeng and other Chinese people.

  Yoshida is aware of the role of Zhao Changgeng and others. He values ​​these people. Similarly, he does not trust these Chinese people.

  Yoshida's eyes suddenly became very sharp, and he stared fixedly at a photo.

  In this photo, a man is sitting in a corner. The man is smoking, and the smoke from his nose is lingering in front of him, making the face look unreal.

  Yoshida looked carefully. Although the man was in a corner, it was an excellent observation point, where he could silently have a panoramic view of the entire dance hall.

   Of course, a photo says nothing.

  Yoshida picked and picked through other photos, but he still couldn't find a photo with this man in the camera.

  He thought for a while, and finally took out this photo and put it aside alone. Although there was no evidence, his intuition told him that this photo might bring unexpected clues.

   Yucheng.

  The meeting is over, and An Wan is checking today's meeting minutes.

  A major walked into the conference room and handed a stack of photos to Chu Jiaxian.

   "Xiao An, how would you like to see this photo?" Chu Jiaxian rummaged through it, then handed a photo to An Wan, asking for her opinion.

  An Wan took the photo, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile, "Chairman, I don't know much about photography, but I just think you look very energetic, Chairman."

  She still called Chu Jiaxian the old chief according to his official position as the chairman of Zhejiang Province.

  In fact, after the outbreak of the all-out war of resistance, Chu Jiaxian's influence and status in the Kuomintang steadily increased, and he quickly opened up the situation in the Central Party Headquarters of the Kuomintang.

   Last August, Chu Jiaxian was first appointed as the director of the Counselor Office of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government.

  The next month, he was re-elected as the secretary-general of the Central Executive Committee of the National Party, and also the chairman of the Party Affairs Committee. According to the decision of the Central Standing Committee, he was also the director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

   Subsequently, the National Party established the Three Youth League, and Chu Jiaxian was appointed as the executive officer of the board of directors. Soon he also acted as the secretary general of the Central Youth League and presided over the third session of the Central Training Group's party and government training class.

   "Really? I also think this photo is good." Chu Jiaxian nodded slightly.

   This is a photo archive of a meeting of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government. Now that the photos have been developed, the staff took the photos and asked Chu Jiaxian to choose them.

  He glanced at An Wan, who lowered her head to organize the meeting minutes, and said with a smile, "Xiao An, it's time for lunch, fill your stomach before you go to work."

   "Yes, Chairman." An Wan agreed, but she still looked down at the written record in her hand, "It will be ready soon."

  Chu Jiaxian nodded. An Wan is his old subordinate and has a very strong working ability. Her special skills are shorthand skills of 200 characters per minute and beautiful petite lowercase.

  The most important thing is that he appreciates An Wan's serious and responsible attitude towards work. This old subordinate has lived up to his trust and promotion.

   At this moment, a voice came from outside the meeting room.

   "Who is outside?" Chu Jiaxian frowned and asked loudly.

   "Secretary, it's me." A person came in through the door. It was Xue Yingzeng, deputy director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

   "It's Kejun." Chu Jiaxian nodded, "Come in and talk."

   "Seat." Xue Yingzeng was still very polite to Chu Jiaxian, and saluted first after entering.

   Last August, the Central Statistics Bureau was established, with Xue Yingzeng as the deputy director and Chu Jiaxian, then Secretary-General of the Party Department of the Central Committee, as the director.

  In addition, the second branch of the former Military Investigation and Statistics Bureau was formally separated, and the Military Statistics Bureau was established.

  In fact, whether it is the military command or the central command, the actual power is in the hands of the deputy director.

  However, unlike the military command, where the deputy director completely holds all the power, and the director He Ningxiang is more like a decoration, Chu Jiaxian's influence on the Zhongtong side is actually not weak.

  Chu Jiaxian is a popular person around the leader. He also has many direct descendants in the Bureau of Central Statistics, such as Bureau Secretary Lu Cixin, Director of the Accounting Office Lei Guzhuo, Director of the Statistics Department Cheng Xianping, and Chairman of the Bureau's Training Committee Gu Zejun.

In addition, Chu Jiaxian himself is also a member of the National Government, the president of the Examination Institute, the president of the Academia Sinica, the secretary-general of the Central Party Department, the chairman of the Sino-British Fund Custody Board, the president of the Sino-German Association, and the The titles of president of the classmate association made Xue Yingzhen dare not neglect her.

  However, fortunately, Chu Jiaxian himself is not keen on the affairs of the Zhongtong, and he doesn't usually get involved in the affairs of the Zhongtong, so that Xue Yingzhen can sit firmly as the actual head of the Zhongtong.

  Of course, on the scene, Xue Yingzhen respected Chu Jiaxian very much.

   "Boss, this money is the heart of the overseas Chinese' support for the Anti-Japanese War. Dai Chunfeng wants to take it all in private. It is simply lawless." Xue Yingzhen said angrily.

   "What are you talking about?" Chu Jiaxian was a little puzzled.

  He took a look, and the meeting stenographer An Wan had left through the back door of the meeting room at some point.

   Obviously, An Wan left on her own initiative after learning that the person who came here was Xue Yingzeng, the deputy director of the Central Command.

  Can't help nodding inwardly, appreciating and satisfied with An Wan's prudence and avoiding suspicion.

   "Don't the bureau chief know?" Xue Yingzheng glanced at Chu Jiaxian, then patted his head, "Blame me, blame me for not reporting to the bureau chief in time."

  He smiled and said, "Do you still remember Tan Pinggong?"

   "Tan Zhuoyuan? What's wrong with him?" Chu Jiaxian asked with a frown, remembering this Zhejiang township party member.

   "Overseas Chinese in Nanyang donated a sum of money to support the domestic war of resistance. It is said that the money was handed over to the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai through secret channels..."

   Xue Yingzeng complained to Chu Jiaxian angrily.

According to the news from Nanyang, this anti-Japanese donation is currently in the hands of the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce, while the Zhongtong side is obviously a bit late to get the news. They have just learned of the existence of the money, and the Zhongtong is in The latent personnel within the military command sent out information:

  Dai Chunfeng has already set his sights on the money, and has already taken action.

   "I've been feeling unwell recently, so you should take care of things in the bureau." Chu Jiaxian said directly, pointing at Xue Yingzhen with a smile, "The leader is very much looking forward to the work of the Central Unification. You are three years younger than me, so don't be lazy."

   "The affairs in the bureau are complicated, and you need to be in charge of it yourself, the bureau chief." Xue Yingzheng said hastily.

   "Old man, I'm out of energy." Chu Jiaxian shook his head and said.

  Xue Yingzheng smiled and said a few auspicious words, and both of them laughed loudly.

  Looking at each other and smiling, both sides understood and reached a consensus.

  For such a major matter, Xue Yingzeng naturally wants to communicate with Chu Jiaxian. Although he believes that Chu Jiaxian will continue to 'don't care' and 'delegate power' as before, this attitude must be maintained.

   Sure enough, Chu Jiaxian still showed an attitude of not wanting to care about the internal affairs of the Central Committee, Xue Yingzheng was overjoyed, and felt relieved.

   The two walked towards the outside of the conference room while talking.

   A few minutes after the two left, the curtain at the back door of the conference room moved slightly, and then the sound of slight footsteps went away.

Behind the curtain at the back door of the meeting room and in front of the door, there is a small cubicle about three feet two inches wide. Only a few staff who need to enter and exit through the back door know about it. Most importantly, a few insiders have long been accustomed to it , if it is not mentioned deliberately, most of them don't think much of it.

  Here, Chu Jiaxian and Xue Yingzhen came to an office together.

  Chu Jiaxian's expression became serious.

   "Did you find out anything about that incident?"

  Xue Yingzheng shook his head, with a gloomy face, "I searched around, and checked all suspicious personnel, and found nothing wrong."

  When Chu Jiaxian heard this, his expression darkened.

   Here, An Wan took advantage of the noon time to go home.

   "How is today?" Husband Huai Mingxin asked casually as he poured his wife a glass of water.

   "Don't mention it, I've had a meeting and my wrists are sore." An Wan said after taking a sip of water.

  Huai Mingxin nodded, feeling much more at ease.

  His seemingly normal question between husband and wife was actually asking An Wan if she found anything unusual.

  An Wan replied that there was a meeting in the morning, and answered the question indirectly:

  Since she continues to be assigned as the meeting stenographer, it naturally shows that An Wan is not suspected by the enemy.

  Just a few months ago, An Wan was identified as the stenographer of the Fifth Plenary Session of the Fifth Central Committee of the National Party, and was responsible for keeping the relevant documents of the meeting.

  At this meeting, Chang Kaishen personally gave the report, and An Wan sat at a table only three or four meters away from Chang Kaishen to take shorthand notes.

  During one of the very confidential military meetings, the top leaders of the Nationalist Party carefully planned a plot to eliminate the Red Party, and concocted two reactionary documents, namely the "Measures for Preventing Alien Party Activities" and "Measures for Disposal of the Red Party".

  This is an extremely dangerous signal for the National Party to create friction and launch an anti-red climax.

  After the meeting, An Wan sent the two reactionary documents officially passed by the meeting to the organization.

Later, based on the materials provided by An Wan and the information provided by comrades on the secret front, the headquarters compiled and published the pamphlet "Where Does the Friction Come From?" The source of Guohong's friction.

  Then exposed the anti-red conspiracy of the National Party and hit the anti-red arrogance of the National Party.

  This matter caused Chang Kaishen to be furious, and he called Xue Yingzhen over and scolded him bloody, and strictly ordered Xue Yingzhen to investigate and deal with the leak case within a time limit.

  Because of the huge impact of this matter, Chu Jiaxian, who has never asked about the affairs of the central reunification, had to take the time to ask, not to mention the result, this is a necessary attitude.

  An Wan drank water slowly and communicated with her husband in a low voice. The two are husband and wife with tacit cooperation.

  An Wan is at the 'front desk', responsible for obtaining information such as documents and shorthand manuscripts during the day, and translates the original shorthand manuscripts into words when she returns home in the dead of night.

  Husband Huai Mingxin is in the 'backstage', and is often responsible for reorganizing, condensing, secret writing, secret storage and transmission of information in the second half of the night.

  In fact, An Wan's job as a stenographer in the Central Party Headquarters of the Nationalist Party is not a high position but a very important position. A lot of top-secret information can often be obtained from meeting minutes and discarded documents.

  In addition, important members of the National Party sometimes chat and greet, and sometimes these few words contain extremely important information.

The Nationalist Party held a meeting to conspire against the Red Party, and the meeting information was often condensed, summarized, and hidden by Huai Mingxin in the early hours of the next day, and delivered to the residences of Comrade Xiangwu and others overnight through the hands of traffic officers. Party leaders saw the intelligence even before the National Party commissioners.

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