Liu Changchuan stayed in the public concession for three hours, during which he and Richard had lunch together, but the way Kogoro ate made him feel a little embarrassed. Damn it, he wouldn't take him out to play next time.
After the meal, the two agreed that Liu Changchuan would invite him to the Japanese Concession for dinner tomorrow. Dining was a small matter, and it was mainly to lay the foundation for the next exchange of information. At the very least, Richard had to know whether the information Japan gave him was worth the exchange, otherwise the gain would not be worth the loss.
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"Are you sure Richard wants to exchange important information about the United States?" Masago Yoshimoto seemed a little excited when he heard Liu Changchuan's narrative and walked around on the ground. U.S. intelligence is something that every local department dreams of obtaining. It’s just that it’s difficult to get it because of the cultural differences between the two countries.
"Yes, that's what Richard said, but he also made it clear that he doesn't want intelligence from other countries, only German diplomatic or military intelligence. Section Chief, is this a bit troublesome?" Liu Changchuan conveyed Richard's words. After reading it again, I expressed my thoughts again.
"Of course it's troublesome, it's a big trouble." Shogo Yoshimoto clenched his fists and shouted.
But the surface was extremely excited. German intelligence was indeed a bit difficult to deal with. Although the two sides had not yet concluded an alliance, the relationship between the two countries was steadily improving. As long as the German army occupied Western Europe, the Empire of Japan would not hesitate to sign the alliance.
But even if it is difficult, it must be done, and American intelligence must be obtained at any cost. Isn't it just selling to Germany? The Empire of Japan has many people selling it.
"You're going to invite Richard to have a meal in the Japanese Concession tomorrow, right?" Masago Yoshimoto suddenly asked.
"Yes, it's a courtesy. Of course, Richard also hopes that I will give him a reply tomorrow. It's best to reveal some German intelligence that interests him, otherwise I'm worried that he will use another piece of intelligence to trade with us."
"What time will it be tomorrow?" Masago Yoshimoto asked.
"It is scheduled to meet at Qingshuiyang Restaurant in the Japanese Concession at 12 noon. I will go there an hour in advance to make arrangements to ensure Richard's safety." Liu Changchuan replied softly.
"Well, you are right. Your meeting with Richard must be kept strictly confidential. Tomorrow you will take the people from the investigation team as escorts, and be sure to warn them not to talk nonsense." Masago Yoshimoto warned.
"It's the section chief. I will arrange everything tomorrow." Liu Changchuan replied seriously.
He knew in his heart that this kind of high-level intelligence was not something that cats and dogs could obtain at will. Important intelligence involving the diplomacy of several countries must be prepared for rainy days, and no mistakes could be made. Once all the previous efforts were wasted, many people would follow suit and lose even the power. Even Masago Yoshimoto who was in charge was not spared.
Yoshimoto Shogo paced back and forth on the ground after Liu Changchuan left. This matter was getting bigger and bigger, which made people feel unbearable. He believed that based on the US diplomatic and economic intelligence that Richard said, the headquarters would get it at any cost. As for the Quasi-ally Germany, I can only say sorry!
Yoshimoto Shogo was absolutely right. After he sent the news back to the mainland, the Ministry of Internal Affairs had not yet made up its mind. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which knew the inside story, stopped and asked the Shanghai Special High School to exchange information with Richard as soon as possible, and It must be ensured that what is exchanged is US diplomatic and economic information, and the Soviet Union's information must be kept behind.
Yoshimoto Masago really didn't expect that this matter would become such a big deal, and even the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would be involved, which immediately made him feel a little on pins and needles. If this matter was not handled well, not to mention that he would not be able to keep his position as the director of the Special Higher Education Course in Shanghai, and he might not be able to return to China. Not welcome.
At almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Changchuan was preparing to go home from get off work early to coax his niece, when he saw Masago Yoshimoto and a person walking hurriedly to his office. What was going on?
"Section Chief, who are you?" Liu Changchuan hurriedly greeted him.
Yoshimoto Shogo glanced at the people in the office, waved his hands and said in a serious tone: "You all get out, hurry up."
Hashimoto was frightened and quickly walked out first. Mieko didn't know why, but she also knew that the section chief had something important to say, so she quickly followed Kogoro out of the office.
"Section Chief, who is this?" Liu Changchuan glanced at the middle-aged man in a tuxedo next to Masago Yoshimoto. He looked familiar, as if he had met him at the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai.
"This is Secretary Watanabe. He has something to ask you." Masago Yoshimoto quickly introduced.
"Hello, Secretary Watanabe." Liu Changchuan bowed hurriedly, with a flattering look on his face.
"Tell me carefully what you and Richard talked about today." Kentaro Watanabe found a chair and sat down, then pointed.
Of course, Liu Changchuan did not dare to sit on the chair like Kentaro Watanabe. He stood next to Masago Yoshimoto and carefully recounted today's conversation with Richard.
Kentaro Watanabe rubbed his nose and said solemnly: "Tomorrow you invite Richard to dinner and ask him if he has any information on U.S. oil exports. This is very important to the empire."
"This? Mr. Watanabe, if we don't come up with something useful, Richard won't say anything. I can hear from his words that London gave him information, but it was not under his management. It should be In the hands of people from the British Consulate in Shanghai. Liu Changchuan replied truthfully. "You want to get information without giving anything, and treat people as fools?"
Kentaro Watanabe patted his forehead. He felt that what Liu Changchuan said was reasonable. Richard was just a British intelligence officer stationed abroad, and his authority was not that great at all. For such important intelligence in Shanghai, the driving force behind it must be the British intelligence officer. People from the Shanghai Consulate.
"Section Chief, I think this exchange of information is too important. Do you want another person to trade with Richard?" Liu Changchuan faced Masago Yoshimoto with a begging look on his face.
This is what he said sincerely. Damn it, this matter is definitely a secret among secrets. It is classified as strategic intelligence in any country. Once something goes wrong, his only destination will be to make fish food in the sea. My sister Liu Lan thought It may take some effort to catch him from the sea.
"No, you are very familiar with Richard. Once you change people, it will cause misunderstandings among the British. Liu Sang, you must complete the transaction from beginning to end this time." Yoshimoto Shogo waved his hand and refused.
How could a temporary substitution be possible? Not to mention Liu Changchuan, not even the British dared to replace Richard easily.
Kentaro Watanabe strongly agreed with Yoshimoto Shogo's words that it was impossible to change people. The military book said that changing generals before the battle is a taboo for military strategists, and Liu Changchuan must stick to the end.
He still relies on me, why don't he pretend to be sick and hide away?
Liu Changchuan secretly said that he was extremely unlucky. Maybe in the eyes of other spies, this is an opportunity, a huge opportunity, but in his eyes, this is a trap. What he wants is to remain a low-key spy. As for making meritorious service and being taken seriously... bullshit, who do you love? Whoever goes.
