"Boss, Li Qun has learned that Wang Tiande sent list No. 76 to the headquarters. The "barbed wire" side specially sent a telegram saying that there is an insider in our headquarters, but...?"
"It's just that the mole hasn't been found yet, right?" Boss Dai snorted coldly.
"Oh, by the way, hasn't the code name "Barbed Wire" been abandoned? What is the new code name?"
"Three cups of chicken." Mao Cheng looked embarrassed.
Liu Changchuan's new code name was given by Yu Huai. How do you describe this guy's code name?
A bit different.
"Three cups of chicken? Why is it a dish name? What kind of nonsense is this code name?" Boss Dai muttered dissatisfiedly.
But he did not ask Mao Cheng to change Liu Changchuan's code name because it was not necessary.
Dong dong dong...
"Come in." Boss Dai shouted.
"Oh, Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." Boss Dai laughed when he saw Yu Huai coming in.
"Is something wrong?" Mao Cheng looked at Yu Huai and asked.
"Wang Tiande has another telegram." Yu Huai handed the telegram to Mao Cheng.
Mao Cheng took the telegram, glanced at it, and handed it to Boss Dai who looked curious.
"Barbed wire, no, "Three Cups of Chicken" has sent reports to the headquarters again and again, warning us that if Wang Tiande is a military commander, we must not believe what he says, even if it is true information, don't trust him. What do you think we should do about this?" Boss Dai Put the message on the table and want to hear Mao Cheng's opinion.
Mao Cheng was also in a bit of a dilemma. Wang Tiande was a pawn that he personally placed in the gendarmerie stationed in Shanghai, but what he did was really disturbing. Compared with Liu Changchuan, Wang Tiande was really nothing.
In terms of trust level, ten Wang Tiande cannot compare to one Liu Changchuan.
But the problem is that every time Wang Tiande sends out real information, it makes people want to stop.
"Boss, please stop observing for a while." Mao Cheng really couldn't do anything about Wang Tiande.
Boss Dai wiped his face and looked a little helpless. He trusted Liu Changchuan's judgment more, but what Wang Tiande sent out every time was true information, which was really incomprehensible.
What he feared most was that Wang Tiande suddenly sent a piece of military intelligence one day.
In that case, according to regulations, it must be reported to the Second Office of the Ministry of National Defense and the Attendant's Office. The authenticity of the intelligence will be verified at that time. If the intelligence is "true"... it will be troublesome.
"Yu Huai, why did you give "Barbed Wire" the code name "Three Cups of Chicken"? "Boss Dai suddenly remembered this and asked curiously.
"Boss, Three Cup Chicken is a name for a dish, and most elite agents will not use it. If the Japanese know the code name "Three Cup Chicken", they may mistakenly think that "Three Cup Chicken" is a latent agent who has just joined the industry, thus making "Barbed Wire Fence" "Deeply lurking." Yu Huai respectfully told why he named Liu Changchuan Three Cup Chicken.
"It's really a bit unreasonable." Boss Dai laughed. This may be the only fun he has today.
Mao Cheng smiled and nodded. He was very satisfied with Yu Huai, his subordinate, who was rigorous in his work and loyal to the military commander.
The most important thing is that he personally promoted and supported elite agents like Liu Changchuan, which made the military commander plant an important nail in the Japanese side.
"Boss, what should I do with Chen Meijuan?" Mao Cheng asked Yu Huai to go out and bring up Chen Meijuan again.
"What else can we do? "Lovebird" still relies on her to protect her identity. This matter ends here."
"After Zhao Caiqin evacuates, he will send a report to Lovebird to be careful about Chen Meijuan. Try not to get information from Chen Meijuan in the future. It is too dangerous."
Boss Dai made the final decision.
"It's the boss. I will tell the lovesick bird." Mao Cheng said yes quickly.
…
In the early morning, Liu Changchuan, holding the newspaper in his hand, was in a bad mood.
The photos of the Japs killing people in Jinling spread to major newspapers around the world, and even the French Concession newspaper published the content on a full page.
The headquarter officer is quite smart and stated that the source of the intelligence was the support provided by the British. As for the British not recognizing it, what should I do?
What a joke, all the evidence points to the dead Wilson, who are you?
Could it be me?
"Team leader, let's go back to the Chinese world as soon as possible. The French Concession newspaper scolded the Empire, and I'm a little scared." Miezi threw away the newspaper and ran to Liu Changchuan's room to pray.
"Go back by yourself first. I can't leave the consulate until the mission is completed." Liu Changchuan forced a smile to comfort Miezi.
When he saw the murder photos in the newspaper, he felt really bad, but he couldn't show it in front of Miezi.
"Thank you, team leader, I'll leave first." Miezi received Liu Changchuan's permission and hurriedly ran out of the hotel carrying her small bag.
Liu Changchuan looked at Mieko's back and felt complicated. Not everyone was a bad person, but no snowflake was innocent during the avalanche.
Many Japanese may be workers, farmers, or even prostitutes who sell their bodies to make a living, but everything you do is supporting an invader, a country that has dehumanized itself.
It’s really hard to tell the good guys from the bad guys.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Changchuan received a call and went to the public affairs office again.
As before, both sides were almost noisy, but Liu Changchuan knew that major decisions such as closing the Yunnan-Vietnam Railway had to be made by the two countries, and a few low-level diplomats in Shanghai could do nothing but quarrel.
"Liu Sang, you can leave with the investigation team." After the meeting, Kentaro Watanabe's men came over and told Liu Changchuan that the task had been completed.
Liu Changchuan returned to the gendarmerie at 5 p.m., and before he got out of the car, he saw a man in military uniform getting into a car and leaving the gendarmerie with a smile.
It was him, Inotarō Ogawa, whose alias was Wang Santetsu. It looked like he was forcibly taken from France by the Japanese. This guy could be considered a meritorious service, but he was really ugly and a little disgusting.
"Hello, principal."
When Liu Changchuan returned to the Super High School, he first visited his immediate superior, Seiji Kotetsu, and then ran to Shogo Yoshimoto's office to say hello.
He had already recorded his experiences in the French Concession these past few days, so that he could easily answer Yoshimoto Shogo's questions.
"Well, how was the conversation over there?" Masago Yoshimoto rubbed his nose and asked a little irritably.
The publication of the Jinling murder photos made him mentally and physically exhausted. Although the Special High School was not the main culprit, the local Ministry of Internal Affairs still sent a telegram to scold him.
"Section Chief, I overheard the content. It seems that the empire wants France to close the Yunnan-Vietnam Railway on the border. The French have not agreed for the time being. The two sides are negotiating."
Liu Changchuan didn't hide it. Not only did he hear about it, Hashimoto Shi had a sharper ear than him, so he talked about it when he returned to the hotel.
"So the empire wants the French to close their borders?" Masago Yoshimoto stood up and muttered with his mouth wide open.
Well, Masago Yoshimoto didn't know about this matter. Also, the Super High School in Shanghai was indeed at a lower level than the Mei Agency and the Consulate in Shanghai, the executors of this incident. They did not necessarily explain the matter to the Super High School.
"Hey, these bastards even want to hide it from me, damn Army Red Deer, shit Foreign Ministry." Masago Yoshimoto was very dissatisfied. Feel like you're not being taken seriously.
