Nanjing, Xufu Lane.
The doors and windows of the office were closed, the scarlet curtains were drawn, and the electric fan was blowing.
Dai Chunfeng was sweating profusely and his expression was gloomy.
"Has the 'Bluebird' called yet?" Dai Chunfeng asked.
"Not yet." Qi Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a glass of ice water and handed it to Dai Chunfeng.
"What is this kid doing?" Dai Chunfeng said dissatisfied.
"Perhaps there is something delayed, or maybe there is a problem with the radio station." Qi Wuwei, a fellow student, explained, "'Blue Bird' is not an ignorant person, and will definitely report it as soon as possible."
Dai Chunfeng snorted. He also knew that he was anxious. Even with a radio station, he could not report immediately.
However, understanding is understanding, and matters only depend on the outcome. Today, the Japanese ambassador made stern representations to the government, saying that government agents attacked innocent Japanese residents in Shanghai, causing a large number of deaths and injuries to the residents, and asked the government to give a reasonable explanation.
'If the empire cannot be satisfied, the empire will come to ask for an explanation in person'.
These were the proud words of Kawagoe, the Japanese ambassador to China.
The old man was extremely sad and angry, but he could not get angry at the Japanese, so he could only call Dai Chunfeng and Xue Yingzhen over to scold them and ask what happened.
Both of them were confused, and naturally they were scolded bloody.
"Call the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team and ask about the situation." Dai Chunfeng said in a deep voice. It was not him. Dai Chunfeng looked down on Xue Yingzhen. The Party Affairs Investigation Office did not have the ability. His intuition told him that this should be the action of the Secret Service, and most likely it was This kid Cheng Qianfan made a big move in Shanghai.
"yes!"
…
Cheng Qianfan was sitting on a rickshaw.
A handsome man wearing sunglasses looks at the people passing by.
A man in a suit.
A woman wearing a beautiful cheongsam and twisting her waist to show off her charm.
Poor people who sweat profusely for a living.
These people, of all kinds, constitute the whole of Shanghai.
He looked at it all greedily.
When the war resumes, all this is destined to disappear, and blood, shouts, and screams will soon sweep across the largest city in the Far East.
"Sir, we're here."
Cheng Qianfan lifted his sunglasses, got out of the car, glanced around, and took out a one-yuan French currency, "No need to look for it."
As he said that, he put down his sunglasses, ignored the coachman's profuse thanks, stood at the door of the cafe, pretended to adjust his suit, and took a look at the inconspicuous triangle painted with chalk on the side of the cafe's door before striding in.
This is the secret message left by Hao Zai, indicating that everything is safe, the information has been retrieved, and he is already waiting in the cafe.
If there is no such mark, it means something happened on Zhao Yi's side, or Hao Zai is being followed. In short, it means there is a problem.
There were many customers in the cafe, and the turbulent current situation did not affect these young bourgeois' enjoyment of life.
He glanced around and saw Hao Zai in a corner seat.
…
"Boss." Seeing Cheng Qianfan coming, Hao Zai quickly stood up.
"The matter is done." Cheng Qianfan took off his sunglasses, nodded, and sat down.
"It's done, I'll get it done as soon as I show up." Hao Zai chuckled, "I am your person, boss. When I appear there, I represent you, boss. How dare they not give me face?"
Cheng Qianfan laughed proudly.
"Boss, these black things taste really bad." Hao Zai whispered.
"Vulgar." Cheng Qianfan smiled and cursed, lowered his voice and asked, "Have you met Zhao Yi?"
"Well, this is the sketch of the important military facilities of the Gongda Cotton Mill drawn by Zhao Yi, as well as the report he wrote." Hao Zai handed a document bag to Cheng Qianfan and raised his voice and said, "This is for the boss over there. A little bit of my thoughts.”
Cheng Qianfan squeezed the document bag and nodded with satisfaction.
"Tell me the details." Cheng Qianfan whispered.
This is what he asked Hao Zai to ask Zhao Yi. He must tell the details of the investigation process. He needs to comb through it carefully to see if there are any mistakes.
"Yes." Hao Zai nodded and spoke softly.
…
Cheng Qianfan listened expressionlessly, secretly commenting on Zhao Yi's action.
This is an intelligence officer who is good at using his brain.
This was his first comment.
It’s a good idea to ask someone to inquire about the situation in advance.
However, Cheng Qianfan frowned when he heard that Zhao Yi took the opportunity to approach Sakamoto Yoshino.
When he heard that Zhao Yi was poor in words and was disliked by Sakamoto Yoshino, he actually stopped fawning over and pestering Sakamoto Yoshino, and he snorted.
There is a little cleverness, but no great wisdom.
This is his evaluation of Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi had a good idea of asking about Japanese people's preferences and getting close to them, but the process was rough and full of loopholes.
If he were to do this, he would make sure that he had more information and that he could handle the communication with Sakamoto Yoshino before he acted.
Zhao Yi's preparations were done, but they were far from enough. Thinking that he could handle it with a little cleverness was a sign of thinking too highly of himself and despising the enemy.
In addition, this person does not understand Sakamoto Yoshino's character. It is unwise to rely on Sakamoto Yoshino based on simple hearsay.
Sakamoto Yoshino realized that the other party was of average skill and kept fawning over him. Given Sakamoto Yoshino's nature, he naturally didn't like it.
Zhao Yi only regarded Sakamoto Yoshino as a person who could be used temporarily, and after using him, he ignored him.
This is even more wrong.
Now that you have played the role of a flatterer, even if you are disliked by Sakamoto Yoshino, you should see the right opportunity to go over and curry favor with him. Although this will make Sakamoto Yoshino even more unhappy, it can solidify his trust. It is the characteristic of a flatterer.
In this way, Sakamoto Yoshino would not be suspicious.
Otherwise, if you first tried to flatter and flatter someone, but later took the initiative to withdraw and stopped entangled, it would be a suspicious point to have inconsistent temperament.
In other words, Sakamoto Yoshino is not a spy, but just an idealized Japanese literary youth, so he will not be suspicious.
If it had been another experienced and vigilant Japanese, Zhao Yi might have been in the interrogation room of the Special High School Course by now.
The Japanese naturally distrust the Chinese. Even if the other party is pro-Japanese, as long as there is the slightest suspicion, they will directly ask for interrogation.
In addition, if Cheng Qianfan learns that Zhao Yi will choose Sakamoto Yoshino as his target for exploitation, he will directly object.
Sakamoto Yoshino was his long-term target, and Zhao Yi would never be allowed to approach him recklessly.
…
Cheng Qianfan listed one, two, three, and three to analyze Zhao Yi's mistakes in this action.
Hao Zai was surprised. He thought that Zhao Yi was able to think of using the Japanese as a cover to detect intelligence, and he did a very good job, but he did not expect that there were so many mistakes in the eyes of the team leader.
The team leader is worthy of being a team leader.
"Another point is that Zhao Yi does not actually need to find the Japanese to cover up this intelligence investigation. As an intelligence officer, hiding himself among the crowd and observing silently is actually the safest way." Cheng Qianfan said with a gloomy expression. explain.
Hao Zai thought for a while and nodded. The team leader was right. Being safe and careful is indeed the safest way for an intelligence officer.
If it is too high-profile, it will easily attract attention.
"During the recent period, you have temporarily cut off contact with Zhao Yi." Cheng Qianfan said decisively, "Pay attention to Zhao Yi's activities. After confirming that there is no problem, contact him again after half a month and tell him what I said. I conveyed the words to him and warned him that he must strictly obey my arrangements in the future, and if he does anything without authorization, he will do so according to the family law!"
"yes!"
Cheng Qianfan said nothing and enjoyed the coffee comfortably.
After a while, he stood up, picked up the document bag and put it into his bag. He patted Hao Zai on the shoulder and said, "I'm going back first. You did a good job."
He was in a hurry and had to go home immediately to carefully study Zhao Yi's report materials and the military sketches of the OUHK Cotton Mill. Then he needed to immediately report to the Nanjing headquarters on the investigation intelligence of the OUHK Cotton Mill and yesterday's actions. Review.
…
Exited Karen's Cafe.
Cheng Qianfan called a rickshaw.
"Yendri," he said as he got into the rickshaw.
"Okay, sit down."
Sitting in the rickshaw, Cheng Qianfan was still thinking about Zhao Yi. From his heart, considering Zhao Yi's actions this time, he was not satisfied and his evaluation of this person was low.
In other words, he didn't like Zhao Yi's behavior of making opinions.
He had previously asked Hao Zi to tell Zhao Yi to be careful in what he did. This sentence meant to be careful and low-key. Obviously, Zhao Yi did not understand the meaning of his words, or he understood, but did not listen. .
No matter what the reason was, he was very dissatisfied.
Two streets away from Yandli, a black Austin sedan stopped on the side of the road. A man in a black tunic stood beside the car, looking over in a vague way and making a quiet gesture.
Cheng Qianfan was shocked.
That was Araki Harima, and he was here waiting for him.
"parking."
"Sir, Yendri hasn't arrived yet." The coachman stopped and said.
"Just here." Cheng Qianfan took out two two-cent nickels and handed them to the driver.
At this moment, he only felt that the bag in his hand was as heavy as a stone.
Two considerations immediately came to mind:
Pretending to leave your bag on the rickshaw?
He vetoed it immediately. There were only two consequences of doing so. One was that the coachman did not discover it immediately. However, the coachman would soon discover that if the coachman opened the bag and found the documents and military sketches inside, his identity would be exposed. .
Or if the coachman discovers on the spot that the guest has forgotten his bag, he will naturally stop him and hand the bag back to him. Then, his behavior of forgetting the bag will be noticed by Araki Harima.
Araki Harima is a professional agent and is bound to become suspicious:
Will you forget your carry-on bag?
Therefore, Cheng Qianfan made a choice almost instantly, and it was the only choice he had to make:
He carried his bag casually and walked towards Araki Harima's car.
"Inspector Cheng, our boss has something to ask you to come over and discuss." Araki Harima opened the car door and said respectfully.
"What's the matter? I'd like to trouble Brother Huang to pick it up in person."
"Inspector Cheng will know when he arrives." Araki Harima said with a smile. He also got into the back seat and sat down next to Cheng Qianfan.
"Drive." Araki Harima ordered the driver.
The car never turned off, the driver drove directly and left quickly.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at it and saw that Araki Harima's right hand was always close to his body, indicating that he was ready to draw a gun at any time.
His heart suddenly sank.
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