The news that the entire Shanghai Military Police and various secret service agencies gathered at the Baisheng Hotel spread out, especially the well-informed military commanders in Shanghai. They knew the matter immediately and reported it. However, the Baisheng Hotel was heavily guarded. What happened and who happened? Do not know at all!
Mountain City Military Command Headquarters
Boss Dai put down the phone and calculated the gains and losses. The call was from Director Lin of the Attendance Office.
The British Embassy hopes that the two parties will cooperate and obtain intelligence from the Japanese. According to the British, their agents bribed the staff of the consulate in Shanghai and obtained two extremely important films. However, they have no way of knowing the contents of the films. Now the film is trapped in the Baisheng Hotel, asking for support from the mountain city intelligence agency.
Support, how to support? He didn't know what happened at the Baisheng Hotel. Besides, the British obviously wanted the military commander to be used as cannon fodder. The two films were most likely European intelligence and had nothing to do with them!
But it's not okay not to help. The old man is seeking support from the United Kingdom and the United States, especially since the southwest weapons transportation channel is still in the hands of the British colonial army.
"Tell me, how can we provide support to the British with very low losses?" Boss Dai summoned several of his loyal generals to discuss.
"Boss, this matter is difficult to handle. Although the Shanghai Station has sufficient manpower, they are unable to break through the cordon set up by the Japanese Military Police in Shanghai and cannot enter the Baisheng Hotel." Gan Qingyuan, Director of the Intelligence Department, spoke first. He was very dissatisfied with the British's so-called cooperation, which meant that the military commander would die.
"Lao Gan is right. If you fight head-on, you are courting death."
"Boss, if you ask me, let Shanghai stand outside the Baisheng Hotel and fire a few shots to deal with the British." Shen Tong, director of the Telecommunications Department, came up with a bad idea.
"Boss, do you want to use...?"
"Okay, you guys go out first and Mao Cheng stays." Boss Dai interrupted what Mao Cheng was about to say. He knew what Mao Cheng was going to say. Wasn't it just to use "barbed wire"?
After everyone left the conference room, Boss Dai lightly knocked on the table and said: "The Baisheng Hotel was blocked by the gendarmerie. Judging from the news coming back from the Shanghai Station, the Mei Agency and the Super High School were all involved." "Barbed Wire" must also be involved, but the problem now is that we can't contact him.
"Boss, Wang Tiande will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow. Do you want to use his line? Although he is not a member of the special high school, he can talk to Masako Minami, and he might be able to help." Mao Cheng looked at him expectantly. Boss Dai.
"Wang Tiande will definitely have to go through Masako Minami's screening when he goes back. Will he have a chance to sneak into Baisheng Hotel?" Boss Dai curled his lips and replied.
He didn't believe that Wang Tiande would be reused by the Japanese. He couldn't even speak Japanese, so what could he be expected to do?
"By the way, how did you let Wang Tiande sneak back to Shanghai?" Boss Dai looked at Mao Cheng with burning eyes.
He didn't want Mao to become a Wang Tiande who betrayed his own people to gain Masako Minamizo's trust. It wasn't worth it.
“I gave him a fake profile of Barbed Wire.
Boss Dai's heart trembled and he hurriedly asked: "Please tell me carefully about this matter. I will never allow Wang Tiande to be implicated in the elite agents of our military command in Shanghai."
"Don't worry, boss. What I gave him is a false information. It is impossible for Masako Minami to find "Barbed Wire" with false information. Mao Cheng quickly told what happened.
"That's good." Boss Dai breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Mao Cheng's narration. This fake information did not match his place of origin, age, or height. It is impossible for Masako Minamizo to find out the whereabouts of "Barbed Wire", and this fake file can also confuse the Japanese.
"Boss, I just checked the information of Shanghai Station. They have a lurking person in Baisheng Hotel, but Shanghai Station can't contact him now." Mao Cheng said the new information he got.
"What does that man do?"
"I work in the kitchen, and usually serve as the liaison officer of the Shanghai station action team." Mao Cheng took out a piece of paper from his arms and glanced at it before replying.
"Hey, it's useless. Our biggest problem now is that we can't contact the "barbed wire" of Baisheng Hotel. Only he can provide help to the British. Others are dispensable." Boss Dai shook his head.
He had no hope for the staff member lurking in the kitchen at Shanghai Station. What could a little bastard do? Maybe even going to the toilet now requires Japanese consent.
"Why don't you let Lao Zhang, a member of the "Barbed Wire" team, think of a way? They are old acquaintances and may have another communication channel." Mao Cheng tentatively put forward his own suggestion.
But he had already made up his mind. When he returned, he gave Wang Tiande an order, asking him to find a way to sneak into the Baisheng Hotel through Masako Minami's relationship after arriving in Shanghai. He must be allowed to contribute to the military command and himself.
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In a shop called Yuanheng Buzhuang on West Street of Huaidong Road, Lao Zhang received a telegram from the headquarters and tried his best to come up with a solution. The headquarters asked him to find a way to contact Liu Changchuan at Baisheng Hotel. This was not difficult for him. Well!
"Uncle Zhang, what happened to you when you were walking around on the ground?" The Lin family, who had just finished making breakfast, asked strangely when they saw Zhang pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.
"I'm thinking about something." Lao Zhang replied casually.
"What's the matter?" Lin Jiashuang asked like a curious baby.
Lao Zhang glanced at the Lin family and asked her to sit down. Then he pointed to a trading house across the street and asked: "Xiao Shuang, if I want to talk to someone in the trading company, I can't go in and he can't come out." , what should we do?”
"That's it?" Lin Jiashuang muttered with disdain.
"Do you have any idea?" Lao Zhang was overjoyed.
"That's not easy. Just use Morse code. Oh, by the way, you have bad eyesight and you have to bring our telescope with you." Lin Jiashuang replied with a smile. Then he started to arrange the dishes and chopsticks and asked Zhang Jiu to eat.
With a snap, Lao Zhang slapped himself hard. He taught Lin Jiashuang the Morse code. I am such a fool.
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"Team leader, breakfast is too simple, there is no meat." Hashimoto stuffed a mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Let's just eat it." Liu Changchuan didn't reply, but Miezi said something in the side.
"Hashimoto, you don't have to go to Miss Masako today, do you?" Liu Changchuan asked, putting down his bowl and chopsticks.
"I'm not going, she's not interesting there." Hashimoto finished his last sip of soup and called Kogoro to go to the kitchen to pick toothpicks.
"Gather in the lobby on the first floor at eight o'clock. The section chief gave our team a task yesterday to cooperate with Miss Masako and monitor Xiaozhe in investigating and screening the guests and service staff in the hotel." Liu Changchuan warned a few people.
"We will be at the front desk on the first floor on time in half an hour." Mieko promised and followed Hashimoto and the others to the kitchen. She was not used to eating local breakfast and wanted to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything else to eat.
