Four kills in one day!
Meng Shaoyuan, who had just returned to Shanghai, immediately put on such a good show.
All four recent assassination targets were killed, with no survivors.
Well done.
Yuan Zhong and these people looked at each other.
"Director Meng, you are not giving us face." Yuan Zhonghe is the agent who has been following Meng Shaoyuan for the longest time. He can speak more casually: "We have been watching for such a long time and have been looking for opportunities. You That's good, kill them all."
"It's not that I don't give you face." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "It's just that you are tired. From the first day when the Battle of Shanghai broke out, our military command agents have been active on the battlefield, risking their lives and fighting to the death. Although there was a short break during the period, the time was not guaranteed every time, and soon he would continue to join the battlefield and continue fighting.
After the fall of Shanghai, instead of getting better, the situation became even worse. The enemy and we are fighting to the death in Shanghai, and we are in extreme danger every minute. We may be fine here today, but when we open our eyes tomorrow, no one will be there. Lao Yuan, you said yourself how long it has been since you took a break? "
Yuan Zhonghe smiled bitterly: "From August last year to now, I seem to have only had one day of rest."
"It's only one day." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Even in capitalist factories, workers still have rest, but what about us? We live on the edge of a knife every day. Our nerves are tense and highly tense. If we stretch too straight, we will easily collapse. Break. There have been several assassination missions that were not difficult in the past, but now you are showing signs of fatigue, causing the mission to fail."
Starting from the assassination of Akagi Oikayuki, the Chinese and Japanese spies launched bloody revenge and counter-retaliation, which not only caused the public concession to panic, but also caused both sides to enter a period of extreme fatigue in physical strength and energy.
It is said that suicides also occurred.
Meng Shaoyuan knew very well that the work of a spy was nothing like what was said in movies and TV shows. All the agents were iron men, capable of doing anything in heaven or on earth, and would never be tired.
They are also human beings and need rest and adjustment.
When people are highly fatigued, their work efficiency will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. This is the same in any industry.
"So, I decided." Meng Shaoyuan raised his voice slightly: "From now on, my special office will enter a period of rest. I believe that the Japanese think so too. We will be tired, and they will be tired too. Why should I kill four of them in succession? It’s just to warn the Japanese that our military commander is powerful and can carry out the war to the end at any time and at any time! If you want to fight, then fight!"
"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly cast his eyes on Ji Shuang: "Xiao Ji, what day will it be in fifteen days?"
"Fifteen days later?" Ji Shuang was startled, and after calculating for a long time, he suddenly realized: "Ah, that is my second uncle's birthday, Director Meng, do you even know this?"
"roll!"
Meng Shaoyuan was so angry that he twisted his mouth: "Fifteen days later, it will be Chinese New Year!"
"Yes, it's the New Year." Yuan Zhonghe sighed softly: "Last year, we spent the New Year in Nanjing. It was at Director Meng's house. Everyone was lively. A year has passed like this."
"We have to celebrate the New Year." Meng Shaoyuan said quickly: "This New Year must not only be celebrated, but also lived well. Those brothers from other places who can come back, all come back. War must be fought, wine must be drank, and the New Year must be celebrated."
This is probably the best news I have heard in this period.
As soon as Meng Shaoyuan came back, everyone had a backbone.
And since Meng Shaoyuan spent the night at Wu Jingyi's house last night, everyone knows that Meng Shaoyuan absolutely trusts Wu Jingyi, and no one will have any objection if she is in charge of the overall situation in the future.
And four kills in one day once again established Meng Shaoyuan's absolute authority in Shanghai.
Even though he doesn't spend so much time in Shanghai, everything in Shanghai is under his control, and he is still the omnipotent Master Meng.
I looked at the time and saw that it was already past 12 o'clock at night. Meng Shaoyuan waved his hand: "Let's go have supper, I'll treat you."
…
Old man Wu is almost exhausted.
Why did so many people suddenly come to eat wontons?
"Director Meng, are you just giving us these as a treat?" Zhao Changle was dissatisfied as he held the wontons: "Why don't you treat us to a nice meal?"
"Be content."
Yuan Zhonghe enjoyed the food very well: "If you can treat Master Meng to a treat, that would be good. It's not like you don't know that he is stingy."
Newcomers such as Shen Li and Ye Rong looked at each other in confusion.
How did these people talk to Chief Meng?
The training they received was to be absolutely obedient and respectful to their superiors, but look at these people, they were fine at the meeting just now, but as soon as the meeting ended, their true colors were revealed one by one?
"Sooner or later, I will give you little shoes to wear one by one." Meng Shaoyuan was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "This time I brought a group of people from Chongqing and placed them in various squadrons. These people are of good quality and have received good training. They are all relatively systematic, and when they came to Shanghai, they were trained and trained well during their first assignment."
Speaking of this, He Ruyi came to mind.
This Teacher He has been staying in Taihu Lake with his students for so long. Although the Japanese army has occupied Suzhou, Wuxi and other places, and there is an urgent need for people there, you can at least send me a few.
No, when should I contact He Ruyi?
"Sir Meng, have another bowl." Old Man Wu held up a bowl of wontons and gave it to Meng Shaoyuan: "Tell me, I have been an outside lineman for so long, when will I officially become yours? ?”
ah?
Newcomers like Shen Li and Ye Rong were also confused.
The old man selling wontons on the roadside is actually one of our own?
"You will be my outside line. How old can you still go to the battlefield?" Meng Shaoyuan seemed to see the doubts of these newcomers: "Our military commander can call the wind and rain in Shanghai, do you really have the ability to do anything? There are many. The source of intelligence relies on these traffickers and lackeys, they are our eyes and ears."
A man huddled up and walked towards here in a sneaky way.
When he saw so many people, he turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard Zhao Changle shout:
"Smoking Seven."
"Oh, it's Chief Zhao."
Smoker Qi came over quickly.
"What, you want to run when you see me?" Zhao Changle asked while eating wontons.
"Oh, no, no." Yan Gui Qi slapped himself: "I am blind and didn't see you. I was thinking why there were so many people here in the middle of the night. I am a timid person by nature, aren't I afraid? ?”
Zhao Changle ignored him: "What did you steal?"
"It's unjust, Chief Zhao." The smoker shouted unjustly seven times: "How dare I steal something? I just took a few puffs in the opium shop."
"stand at attention!"
After giving the order, Yan Gui Qi stood up straight.
"Take your stuff out of your pockets."
Smoker Seven reluctantly took out the contents of his pocket.
A silver bracelet, a women's purse, a ring...
Zhao Changle sneered: "Where did these things come from?"
"My wife's."
"Fart, your wife ran away a long time ago."
"I said it wrong, I said it wrong, my mother's fault."
"Your mother has been mad at you for a long time." Zhao Changle stopped nagging him: "Tell me, should I send you to the patrol room, or should I bring you to my place?"
"Sir, we have information."
Yan Gui Qi quickly said: "Can you take a step to speak?"
"Say it, we are all our own people."
Yan Guiqi lowered his voice: "Old Xu, who lives next door to me and collects swill outside the Japanese consulate every day, found that the amount of swill in the consulate has increased a lot in the past few days. I quoted him and said that there are at least more swill in the consulate. More than a dozen people."
This time, even Meng Shaoyuan was impressed.
It's normal to have one or two more people, but suddenly there are more than a dozen people?
What are the Japanese planning there?
"Well, I understand. Stop doing some bad things in the future and get out of here."
"Hey, I'm out of here, I'm out of here, Sir Zhao. Sirs, please use it slowly."
Smoker Seven hurriedly ran away.
"No, Chief Meng, Chief Zhao, just let him go like this?" Ye Rong asked hurriedly.
Meng Shaoyuan just ate wontons: "What else?"
"He is a thief."
Zhao Changle said: "He is not only a thief, but also a smoker."
"Then we can't let him go."
Meng Shaoyuan put down the bowl: "Don't let him go? Arrest him in the patrol room? Don't worry, the patrol room also hates this kind of people. Catch him, beat him up, and let him go. Otherwise, we have to waste food to feed them. Big Shanghai is like There are too many people like Smoker Seven, can we catch them all? The patrols are not stupid. But if we are going to do this, who will provide us with intelligence? "
Wu Jingyi, who had been silent, also said at this time: "Our intelligence sources include secret fronts, but they are in the minority after all. Old Man Wu, Smoker Seven, these people are our main sources of intelligence. The number of swills has increased, and intelligence like this Besides these common people, who else can provide us with it? But often, this is a very important piece of information."
Ye Rong thought for a while and was still a little unconvinced: "But he stole so many things, they are all stolen goods. The owner may be in a hurry or something, so he should be allowed to keep the stolen goods."
"What about his fee for providing information?" Zhao Changle shook his head: "He does not provide us with information for free. We are on the intelligence front, not detective patrols. We can't control so many things. Let him keep the stolen goods? Who will we give it to? The owner asked, how did you send the stolen goods back? Is there any possibility of exposure by doing so?"
"So take them with you more." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Shanghai is not Chongqing, not the rear, but the front line. We get an important piece of information, which is much more useful than catching a thief."
As he spoke, he pondered for a while: "Wu Jingyi, try to find out who is in the Japanese consulate and what they are going to do."
"I understand, I'll do it tomorrow!"
