"Nani, haven't you contacted the Yayoi yet?"
In the naval club of the Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai, Commander Yantian listened to the reports of his subordinates, with anxiety on his face.
After sending out the telegram "Encountered a storm and the voyage was delayed" last night, the "Yayyo" never contacted the Japanese Navy for the next whole night.
This is a very bad sign.
As early as early this morning, Commander Yantian mobilized another fast destroyer from the fleet stationed in Shanghai to dispatch urgently and search along the route of the "Yayai".
The Sasebo Naval Base has also dispatched search ships to search near the waters where the Yayoi lost contact.
Even the headquarters of the Japanese Navy has noticed this matter.
The disappearance of a warship is a very serious matter in itself, not to mention that the Yayoi also carried a large amount of gold and jewelry.
These things involve the interests of many high-level Japanese officials. If there is no clear result as soon as possible, I am afraid that the naval department will be jointly held accountable by other departments.
It's just that almost a day has passed, and the sun is about to set. There is still no news from the searching troops, which makes the Yantian commander feel a little stressed.
But for now, both the Yantian Commander and the Japanese Navy only think that the Yayoi encountered some unexpected situation in the storm.
The possibility that the Yayoi would be sunk was never thought of.
Because according to the intelligence of the secret service, no matter whether it is the fleets of other countries stationed in Shanghai or the navy fleet of the government, there has been no abnormal movement in the past two days.
Under such circumstances, the "Yayyo" would basically not encounter an enemy at sea, and even if it did encounter an enemy, the "Yayyo" should still use radio to communicate with the Sasebo Naval Base.
Therefore, what the Japanese Navy is now worried about is that the "Yayoi" has experienced the same situation as the previous two accidents. Because the hull strength was insufficient, it was directly torn apart by a strong storm.
If this is the case, it would be very troublesome.
Commander Yantian looked at the chart of the East China Sea in front of him. The depth of the water in the area where the Yayoi lost contact was about one to two hundred meters.
If the "Yayyo" really disintegrates and sinks in this area of the sea, with Japan's current underwater salvage capabilities, it will be very difficult to salvage the batch of gold and jewelry on the ship.
And for losing such an important piece of wealth, he will inevitably be held accountable by the Navy Headquarters. By then, his position as commander may not be secure.
Thinking of this, Commander Yantian couldn't help but stand at the window of his office and looked to the east. The expression on his old face was extremely ugly.
Nanjing, No. 53, Ji'e Lane.
As the "culprit" who sank the "Yayyo" in the East China Sea ahead of time, Lu Feng was greeting Mao Taiyan at this time.
"Brother Mao, I see you're here again. Let's have dinner together after get off work. I just called Brother Xu."
"Okay, no problem."
Mao Taiyan seemed to be busy with something. He simply said hello to Lu Feng and continued to explain something to the men around him.
Lu Feng didn't disturb the other party, and went to the archives room as a familiar person.
After arriving in Suzhou on a small steamboat with Yu Manli, the two of them had no interest in traveling, so they bought train tickets directly to Nanjing.
Without Jinshan looking for a big target to follow, Lu Feng didn't attract anyone's attention when he came to Nanjing this time, and there wasn't even anyone to pick him up.
Just what Lu Feng wanted.
After finding a hotel and settling down, Lu Feng went to No. 1 Hong Gong Temple to check in, and left a message for Xu Baichuan to have dinner together in the evening.
Then, Lu Feng rushed to Chicken Goose Alley.
During the last trip to Nanjing, Director Xu's incident made Lu Feng realize Mao Taiyan's ability. This made Lu Feng firm up his determination to make good friends with each other, and at the same time, he also wanted to get some other information from Mao Taiyan.
For example, Dingmo Village.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and Lu Feng is ready to look through the small notebook he has taken during this period and settle the accounts with the people above him one by one.
Otherwise, should we still keep them for the New Year?
The first to bear the brunt was naturally the Dingmo Village who colluded with the Japanese to frame themselves.
Last month, after Lu Feng gave Director Xu a chance to fly together, Ding Mocun, who was originally worried, immediately ran from Shanghai to Nanjing to compete for the title of director of the Party Affairs Department.
Lu Feng missed the opportunity to retaliate against the opponent in Shanghai.
Now that they have all come to Nanjing, it is natural that they have to settle this debt with Ding Mo Village.
However, as a veteran of the secret service, Lu Feng had a dark eye here in Nanjing. It was still very difficult for him to find out the whereabouts of Ding Mo Village by himself.
I still have to rely on you, Brother Mao!
After spending another day in the archives, Lu Feng not only had various eye-opening experiences, but also unexpectedly received a relatively interesting piece of information.
It's about a snitch named Wang Jinquan.
According to the information, this thief named Wang Jinquan was extremely daring and extremely skilled in martial arts.
It actually stole it on Dai Chunfeng's head.
Although Dai Chunfeng is currently submissive to high-level dignitaries, he is very aggressive when facing such low-level figures.
Facing this guy who dared to steal from him, if Dai Chunfeng didn't catch him and bring him to justice, would he still be able to lose his face?
After some planning, Dai Chunfeng successfully captured Wang Jinquan. Just considering the opponent's ability, Dai Chunfeng did not kill Wang Jinquan, but instead invited the opponent to join Lixingshe.
But Wang Jinquan refused.
Moreover, he actually escaped from the tightly guarded Lixingshe Prison and disappeared without a trace.
All that was left was a file that Lu Feng found in the archives room containing the other party's photos, physical appearance and other detailed information.
Perhaps it was because he had left a foundation that Wang Jinquan never took action again.
However, Lu Feng felt that it was a bit wasteful for Wang Jinquan to disappear. Such talents need to contribute during the next national crisis.
After carefully writing down Wang Jinquan's file, Lu Feng put the information back to its original place and continued to read other things.
It wasn't until after get off work that Mao Taiyan came over.
"I'm sorry, Brother Ma. It's the Double Ten Festival these two days. There are so many things going on that I don't even have time to greet you."
"It's okay, Brother Mao, who among us is following whom? We can't be so polite. If we're done with this matter, let's go to the restaurant, the same one as last time."
"Okay, brother Ma, I'm going to treat you to a treat. I'm sure you have the final say."
Lu Feng and Mao Taiyan walked out of Jigo Alley so familiarly, arm in arm, and ran all the way to the hotel where he saw Lu Feng off last time.
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