At the Juntong Shanghai Station, Wang Mu just had a meal of Cantonese food with his secretary Liu Xian. It was his first time eating Cantonese food. As a northerner, he was a little uncomfortable with it.
"Stationmaster, the car is ready. It's time for us to leave." Liu Xian looked at his watch, then stood up and helped Wang Mu get his clothes ready to go out.
Wang Mu put down his tea cup, looked at the strong wind and lightning in the sky outside, shook his head, and secretly sighed that he had not chosen a good day.
Today he has to meet with the Intelligence Section, Operations Section, and several team captains to convey the next work of the Shanghai Station, especially since Boss Dai from the headquarters has sent a sanctions list that needs to be implemented immediately.
The most important task of the Military Command Shanghai Station now is to eliminate traitors, and anyone who surrenders to the Japanese will be killed without mercy.
Wang Mu put on his clothes, polished his leather shoes, and checked his pistol. Just as he was about to go out with his secretary Liu Xian, he saw the radio station team leader Ma Lin hurried in.
Is there something to convey from the headquarters? Wang Mu sat back on the chair and waited for Ma Lin to report.
"Webmaster, Barbed Wire has sent an emergency telegram." Marin's face was covered in sweat, and he obviously ran in.
"If there is an emergency at the barbed wire fence, you can call. Why waste time sending a telegram." Wang Mu took the telegram from Marin and asked casually.
"There is a strong wind in the French Concession and the emergency phone number cannot be reached."
Wang Mu nodded with great approval. There was indeed a strong wind outside. He opened the telegram and only glanced at it. His brain seemed to have been struck by lightning. His whole body was cold. He sat in a chair in a daze and was stunned. The content of the telegram was too Amazing.
"Webmaster, Webmaster, the meeting is about to start, we should go." Liu Xian reminded from the side.
"Let's go, where are we going?" Wang Mu glanced at Liu Xian with a gloomy expression.
The "barbed wire" telegram was not very clear, and it did not even say who the culprit in the military system was. But that's not important.
What's important is that it's such a coincidence. The Military Command Shanghai Station doesn't hold a meeting for a year, but today I was planning to hold a meeting with the supervisors below. All the agents from No. 76 were dispatched and entered the French Concession. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
A meeting, a crappy meeting.
Wang Mu lightly knocked on the table to calm himself, and said to Liu Xian with a serious face: "You must convey my order immediately. Agent No. 76 has assembled in the French Concession. Today's meeting is cancelled. Let each department, The brigades cut off contact with each other.”
Liu Xian was stunned for a moment, then he quickly agreed and prepared to go out.
"Wait." Wang Mu looked at the contents of the telegram again and called Liu Xian to stop.
"Stationmaster, do you have any other orders?"
Wang Muyi gritted his teeth and said: "Inform everyone not to have contact with people from the first brigade, including captain Wan Ping."
Liu Xian didn't dare to ask any more questions. He hurriedly went out and asked someone to call the emergency number. If the emergency number couldn't be reached, he would have no choice but to send someone over to take the risk and notify him in time.
After Wang Mu waited for Liu Xian to leave, his mind changed. "Barbed Wire" did not say that Agent No. 76 came to the French Concession to attack the specific target, nor did he say who the mole was, but the meaning of his words was very obvious.
He suspected that the moles in the First Brigade had not been eliminated, and even suspected that the captain Wan Ping might be a mole, otherwise he would not have told him not to contact Wan Ping in the near future.
Trouble, Wang Mu grimaced and asked Ma Lin to report to the headquarters. Such a big thing must be reported to the headquarters. This is also the rule set by Boss Dai. He is worried that the local station will act recklessly.
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At the Shancheng Military Reunification Headquarters, Wei Lin, deputy director of the Telecommunications Department, hurried to the director's office after receiving the telegram from Shanghai Station. Mao Cheng, director of the secretary's office, had already left work, so he could only report to Boss Dai.
Boss Dai carefully read the contents of the telegram sent from Shanghai Station.
In the telegram, Wang Mu did not say that Wan Ping was the mole, but only described the original words of "Barbed Wire". Obviously, "Barbed Wire" suspected that the dead Huang Xing might be the scapegoat.
"Have someone call the deputy director of the operations department, Andacheng." Boss Dai ordered the secretary at the door.
Wan Ping, captain of the First Action Brigade of Shanghai Station, is Andacheng's old subordinate. Andacheng is also Wanping's teacher in the training class, and he is familiar with Wanping.
Ten minutes later, Andacheng ran over. He took the telegram and looked at it carefully. He shook his head and said, "Boss, I don't think Wan Ping will rebel. He also had a bruise on his arm when he killed Huang Xing. Besides, he didn't Huang Xing, who was killed by himself, still had two subordinates with him."
Boss Dai smiled and took back the telegram, looked at it again, and asked disdainfully: "Do you think it's possible that Wan Ping's two subordinates are in the same group as Wan Ping?"
this? Andacheng was speechless and didn't know how to answer. This was beyond his own thinking ability.
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At No. 65 Xiafei Road, French Concession, Wanping, with his arms tied up, was chatting with Lin Zhaosheng, deputy chief of the operations section.
"Old Lin, don't worry, I'm injured now, but it's more than enough to deal with a few little agents of No. 76. Damn it, how could I have been injured if that traitor Huang Xing hadn't been a blackmailer."
"Lao Wan, you are this..." Lin Zhaosheng gave a thumbs up.
"Haha, it's just a joke. By the way, why hasn't the station master come here yet?" Wan Ping and Lin Zhaosheng asked the guard at the door with a humble expression.
Before the guard could answer, he saw Lao Xu running over from outside the living room. When he entered the living room, he began to whisper in everyone's ears until it was Lin Zhaosheng's turn.
Lin Zhaosheng took a deep look at Wan Ping and then stood up and left.
At this moment, Lin Zhaosheng felt huge waves in his heart. Agent No. 76 had gathered in large numbers in the French Concession. Who were they targeting? Moreover, the webmaster actually suspected that there was something wrong with Wan Ping and asked them to cut off contact with the First Brigade. This was a serious matter.
Wan Ping watched the people in the meeting hurry out and asked hurriedly: "Old Xu, what's going on?"
"Captain Wan, you should leave quickly. The stationmaster has sent word that today's meeting is cancelled."
Just as Wan Ping was about to continue asking, he saw Lao Xu jumping out of the back window and disappearing into the night without saying a word, as if he no longer wanted to say a word to him.
No, Wang Mu, the head of Shanghai Station, doubted me. Wan Ping is not a fool. Old Xu acted like a lunatic. He started biting my ears as soon as he came in, and then all the people in the meeting ran out.
Wan Ping stood up, walked to the door, took out the flashlight from his arms and shined it three times in the southwest direction. That was the secret code for him and No. 76. As long as the secret code was received, Agent No. 76 would start the raid at the address provided by Wan Ping. Of course, the people who come to the meeting are the protagonists, and no one can be spared.
After doing this, Wan Ping returned to the house and made himself a cup of tea. He knew that there was no need for him to stay in Juntong. After tonight, if he stayed at Shanghai Station, death would be waiting for him.
It's a pity that the webmaster Wang Mu didn't come.
Bang bang bang bang... There was intensive gunfire outside. Wan Ping knew that it was No. 76 rounding up people in the meeting. He wondered if Lin Zhaosheng, who had a good relationship with him, would die.
Wan Ping drank a cup of herbal tea and his mood could not be said to be good or bad. He was an old man in the military command and had a high status in the Shanghai Station. He actually betrayed one of his own people. It sounded ridiculous, but of course it was indeed very ridiculous.
