Yoshida invited Zhao Changgeng, "Mr. Yao" and Mei Luan out of the room.
"Two things." Yoshida looked at his men.
"The first thing is, what did Tan Pinggong and Cheng Qianfan talk about?" Yoshida said.
"Major, unless one of them is captured and interrogated, it will be difficult to figure out what they talked about."
"You can't arrest people." Yoshida shook his head.
Miyazaki Kentaro has initially passed the test. This person's identity and background are extraordinary and cannot be easily touched.
Tan Pinggong is the vice president of the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce. He has a certain influence in the French Concession and even the entire Shanghai Bund. He has many contacts with several directors of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau of the French Concession. Unless there is conclusive evidence, he cannot be touched easily. .
"Check out the recent contacts and interactions between Tan Pinggong and Cheng Qianfan," Yoshida ordered.
If the correspondence between the two people is indeed legitimate, then the envelope and the possible cashier's check in the envelope are reasonable, but not vice versa.
"Hai."
"The second thing is to find out whether the contents in the envelope Tan Pinggong gave to Cheng Qianfan are really bank drafts or something else?"
Yoshida looked at his men, "Stare at Cheng Qianfan."
"Hai."
Yoshida waved his hand and motioned for his men to retreat.
He stood at the window and stared out the window. At this time, a car stopped at the entrance of the alley. After getting out of the car, a man looked around cautiously, then lowered his hat and walked towards the house.
Yoshida's brows couldn't help but frown. What is this guy doing here?
By now, this guy Sagami must have known that his investigation there was just a pretense, and that he was the unit that was truly valued and trusted by Commander Ikeuchi. This was a problem for the always proud and arrogant Umetsuzumi Sagami. Not a small blow.
You need to be careful of this guy Sagami getting angry and causing trouble.
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The next day.
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
Office of the Deputy Inspector General.
Cheng Qianfan yawned, and the lazy sunshine hit his face.
The gramophone in the office started playing again, and it was playing babbling Kunqu opera.
, Mr. Cheng, with one foot raised on the desk, a cigarette between his fingers, his eyes closed, and his fingers tapping on the raised leg, like jumping notes.
He had been thinking about the order issued by the Chongqing headquarters last night about the Shanghai special situation team arranging people to approach Mrs. Tan, but he still couldn't get the point.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan decided not to think about it anymore.
For a latent agent, sometimes not thinking about and not knowing certain things means safety.
Dai Chunfeng's order was given to Xiao Mian of the Shanghai Special Situation Team. What's the deal with him?
At this moment, the Japanese army is stationed at the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters.
Yoshida was developing photos in the darkroom of the Military Police Headquarters.
The light in the darkroom was blood red, and Yoshida's eyes were also blood red after a sleepless night.
The photo was taken inside the Tanfu Dance by a secret agent of the Special High School. This agent is Yoshida's real trump card. He has never placed all his hopes on Zhao Changgeng and other Chinese people.
Yoshida is aware of the role of Zhao Changgeng and others. He values these people. Likewise, he does not trust these Chinese people.
Yoshida's eyes suddenly became very sharp, and he stared at a photo.
In this photo, a man is sitting in a corner. He is smoking. The smoke from his nose lingers in front of the man, making his face difficult to see clearly.
Yoshida looked carefully. Although the man was in a corner, it was an excellent observation point. From here, he could silently have a panoramic view of the entire ballroom.
Of course, a photo doesn't mean much.
Yoshida picked through other photos, but never found a photo in which this man entered the frame.
He thought for a moment, and finally took out the photo and put it aside alone. Although there was no evidence, his intuition told him that this photo might bring unexpected clues.
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Yucheng.
The meeting ended and An Wan was checking today's meeting minutes.
A major approached the conference room and handed a stack of photos to Chu Jiaxian.
"Xiao An, what do you think of this photo?" Chu Jiaxian rummaged through it, handed a photo to An Wan, and asked for her opinion.
An Wan took the photo, looked at it carefully, smiled and said, "Chairman, I don't know much about photography, I just think you look very energetic, Chairman."
She still calls the old chief according to Chu Jiaxian's official position when he was the chairman of Zhejiang Province.
In fact, after the outbreak of the all-out Anti-Japanese War, Chu Jiaxian's influence and status in the Kuomintang steadily increased, and he soon established a position in the Central Party Headquarters of the Kuomintang.
In August last year, Chu Jiaxian was first appointed as the director of the Counselor's Office of the Military Commission of the National Government.
The following month, he was appointed as the Secretary-General of the Central Executive Committee of the Kuomintang Party and Chairman of the Party Affairs Committee. According to the decision of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, he was also the Director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.
Subsequently, the Kuomintang Party established the Three Youth League, and Chu Jiaxian was appointed as the executive director of the Council of Directors. Soon he also served as the Secretary-General of the Central Youth League and presided over the third party and government training class of the Central Training Corps.
"Really? I also think this photo is good." Chu Jiaxian nodded slightly.
This is a photographic 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.
He glanced at An Wan, who was looking down to sort out the meeting minutes, and said with a smile, "Xiao An, it's time for lunch. Fill your stomach before working."
"Yes, Chairman." An Wan agreed, but she still lowered her head and glanced at the written record in her hand, "It will be ready soon."
Chu Jiaxian nodded. An Wan was his old subordinate and had a very strong working ability. Her special skills were the shorthand technique of 200 words per minute and the beautiful calligraphy.
The most important thing is that he appreciates An Wan's very 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 conference room.
"Who is outside?" Chu Jiaxian frowned and asked loudly.
"Secretary, it's me." A person pushed the door open and came in. It was Xue Yingzhen, deputy director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.
"It's Kejun." Chu Jiaxian nodded, "Come in and talk."
"Seat down." Xue Yingzhen was very polite to Chu Jiaxian and saluted after entering.
In August last year, the Central Bureau of Statistics was established, with Xue Yingzhen as deputy director and Chu Jiaxian, then secretary-general of the Party Department of the Central Committee, as director.
In addition, the Second Division of the former Military Investigation and Statistics Bureau was officially separated and the Military Statistics Bureau was established. The director was concurrently the director of the First Division of the Leader's Attendant Office, and the deputy director was Dai Chunfeng.
In fact, whether it is the military commander or the central commander, the actual power is held by the deputy director.
However, unlike the deputy director who has full control over the military command and director He Ningxiang who is more like a decoration, Chu Jiaxian's influence on the Central Command is actually not weak.
Chu Jiaxian is a popular person around the leader. He also has many direct relatives in the Central Bureau of Statistics, such as Bureau Secretary Lu Cixin, Accounting Office Director Lei Guzhuo, Statistics Department Director Cheng Xianping, Bureau Training Committee Chairman Gu Zejun, etc.
In addition, Chu Jiaxian himself is also a member of the National Government, the president of the Examination Yuan, the president of the Academia Sinica, the secretary-general of the Central Party Department, the chairman of the Sino-British Geng Fund Custody Board, the president of the Sino-German Association, as well as a member of the National People's Congress who has studied in France, Belgium and Switzerland. Titles such as president of the classmate association made Xue Yingzhen dare not neglect him.
However, fortunately, Chu Jiaxian himself was not enthusiastic about the affairs of Zhongtong and usually did not interfere much with Zhongtong's affairs, so that Xue Yingzhen could firmly sit in the position of the actual head of Zhongtong.
Of course, Xue Yingzhen respected Chu Jiaxian very much on the scene.
"Secretary, this money is the overseas Chinese's support for the anti-Japanese plan. Dai Chunfeng wants to keep it all for himself. It is simply lawless." Xue Yingzhen said angrily.
"What did you say?" Chu Jiaxian was a little confused.
He took a look and saw that An Wan, the conference stenographer, had left the back door of the conference room at some point.
Obviously, after learning that the person coming here was Xue Yingzhen, deputy director of the Central Unification Committee, An Wan left on her own initiative.
I couldn't help but nod secretly in my heart, feeling sorry for An Wan's caution and kindness.
The act of avoiding suspicion is quite appreciated and satisfactory.
"The bureau chief doesn't know?" Xue Yingzhen 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 thought of this Zhejiang Township Party member and asked with a frown.
"Overseas Chinese in Nanyang donated a sum of money to support the domestic war of resistance. It is said that this money was handed over to the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai through secret channels..."
Xue Yingzhen complained to Chu Jiaxian with an angry look on his face.
According to the news from Nanyang, this anti-Japanese donation is currently in the hands of the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce, but the Zhongtong side was obviously slow to receive the news. They have just learned of the existence of this money, and the Zhongtong side is Only the latent personnel within the military command sent the information:
Dai Chunfeng has already set his sights on the money and has already taken action.
"I haven't been feeling well lately. Please pay more attention to the affairs of the bureau." Chu Jiaxian said directly. He pointed at Xue Yingzhen with a smile, "The leader has great expectations for the work of the Central Unification Committee. You are three years younger than me, so you must not be lazy."
"The affairs in the bureau are complicated, and you, the bureau chief, need to take care of them personally." Xue Yingzhen said quickly.
"I don't have enough energy." Chu Jiaxian shook his head and said.
Xue Yingzhen smiled and said two auspicious words, and both of them laughed.
Looking at each other and smiling, both parties understood and reached a consensus.
Xue Yingzhen naturally wanted to communicate with Chu Jiaxian about such a major matter. Although he concluded that Chu Jiaxian would still remain unconcerned and decentralized as before, this attitude must be maintained.
As expected, Chu Jiaxian still showed an attitude of not wanting to pay attention to the internal affairs of Zhongtong. Xue Yingzhen was overjoyed and relieved.
The two of them walked towards the outside of the conference room while they were talking.
A few minutes after the two left, the curtain on the back door of the conference room moved slightly, and then the sound of slight footsteps disappeared.
Behind the curtain at the back door of the conference room and in front of the door, there is a small cubicle about three feet and two inches wide. Only a few staff members who need to enter and exit through the back door know about it. The most important people, the few insiders, have long been accustomed to this. Unless it's brought up suspiciously, most people don't care too much.
…
Here, Chu Jiaxian and Xue Yingzhen came to an office together.
Chu Jiaxian's expression turned serious.
"Did you find any clues about that matter?"
Xue Yingzhen shook his head, with a gloomy expression, "After checking around, all the slightly suspicious personnel were checked out, and no problems were found."
When Chu Jiaxian heard this, his face darkened.
Here, An Wan took advantage of the noon time to return home.
"How are you today?" Huai Mingxin, the husband, poured a glass of water for his wife and asked casually.
"Forget it, I had a meeting and my wrists are sore." An Wan took a sip of water and said.
Huai Mingxin nodded, feeling much more at ease.
His seemingly normal question between husband and wife was actually asking An Wan if he had noticed anything unusual.
An Wan replied that there was a meeting in the morning, and then indirectly answered the question:
Since she continues to be assigned as the meeting stenographer, it naturally means that An Wan is not suspected by the enemy.
Just a few months ago, An Wan was appointed as the stenographer for the Fifth Plenary Session of the Fifth Central Committee of the Kuomintang and was responsible for keeping relevant documents of the meeting.
At this conference, Chang Kaishen gave the report in person, while An Wan sat at the table only three or four meters away from Chang Kaishen and took shorthand notes.
At one of the very secret military meetings, the top leaders of the Kuomintang carefully planned a conspiracy to eliminate the Red Party and concocted two reactionary documents, namely, "Measures to Prevent Alien Party Activities" and "Measures for Disposal of the Red Party."
This is an extremely dangerous signal for the Kuomintang to create friction and launch an anti-Red upsurge.
After the meeting, An Wan sent the two reactionary documents officially adopted by the meeting to the organization.
Later, based on the materials provided by An Wan and the information provided by comrades on other secret fronts, the headquarters compiled and published the pamphlet "Where Does Friction Come From", clearly pointing out that these two documents issued by the Kuomintang Party were responsible for causing the Kuomintang's The source of red friction.
It further exposed the Kuomintang's anti-Red conspiracy and attacked the Kuomintang's anti-Red arrogance.
This matter caused
Chang Kaishen was furious, called Xue Yingzhen over and cursed him bloodyly, and strictly ordered Xue Yingzhen to investigate and handle the leak case within a time limit.
Because of the huge impact of this matter, Chu Jiaxian, who had never been involved in the affairs of the central government, had to take the time to inquire, not to mention the outcome. This was a necessary attitude.
…
An Wan drank water slowly and communicated quietly with her husband. The two were a well-cooperated husband and wife team.
An Wan was at the "front desk" and was responsible for obtaining documents, shorthand drafts and other information during the day. When she returned home in the dead of night, she translated the original shorthand drafts into words.
Huai Mingxin, her husband, was in the "backstage" and was often responsible for organizing, condensing, secretwriting, hiding and transmitting information in the latter half of the night.
In fact, An Wan's job as a stenographer in the Central Party Committee of the Kuomintang was not high but her position was very important. She often obtained a lot of top-secret information in meeting minutes and discarded documents.
In addition, important members of the Kuomintang sometimes chatted and exchanged pleasantries, and sometimes these few words contained extremely important information.
The Kuomintang held meetings to plot against the Red Party, and the meeting information was often condensed, summarized, and secreted by Huai Mingxin in the early morning of the next day. It was delivered to the residence of Comrade Xiangwu, Comrade Xiangwu, and others overnight through the hands of the traffic officer. The party leaders even saw this information earlier than the Kuomintang committee members.
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