Although it seemed calm on the surface, Shen Yu knew that his side had made a mistake this time. He didn't expect that Chai Guoyi had such a strong sense of counter-investigation. If he rushed to the airport and dock now, he would probably be in vain.
"Let's go in and take a look." He said as he walked.
The villa was very bright because all the lights in every room had been turned on during the search.
The furniture and decoration inside are quite elegant, and there are many luxury goods. For example, the chandelier above their heads is imported from Italy, and the large soft bed in the master bedroom does not look cheap.
"Oh, a mere lieutenant colonel dares to show off his wealth like this..."
"Chai Guoyi's family background is average. It will probably take him half a lifetime to save all this money from his salary."
"Suspicions should have been raised a long time ago, but no one noticed."
"Yes, someone neglected their duty."
Several people came to a small room and opened a small door leading to the basement.
After walking down the building, Shen Yu couldn't help but frown even though he was well-informed.
This small basement is like a weapons warehouse. Under the bright yellow light from the chandelier, you can see rows of weapons hanging on the wall cabinets, and the metal gun bodies are still glowing under the reflection.
Ming army standard Type 34 submachine guns and Type 20 automatic guns? In addition, there are Winchester M1897 shotgun, Colt M1911 pistol, and Walter PPK pistol?
Half a box of explosive blocks for engineers, each small piece weighing two ounces, as well as fuses, detonating cords, two boxes of various ammunition, and two short-wave radio stations, one large and one small.
"Damn it, does this guy want to resist when the Dongchuang incident happens?" an agent said in surprise.
"Look at the model number." Shen Yu said as he squatted down and carefully picked up an iron basin.
Among them is a "book" that was burned into black fragments, which is obviously a code book used for communication.
Of course, it is impossible to give a cipher machine, but it is possible to give a code book. This one, which is about the thickness of a thumb and the size of half a textbook, is a code book. It is by no means a thin booklet like those in later movies and TV dramas.
"There are many pages that have not been burned thoroughly and have not been crushed. It seems to be in a hurry." Shen Yu stood up, pointed at the iron basin and ordered: "Take it back and try to restore it as much as possible. It will be somewhat helpful."
There is actually a small shredder on this table, but it was not used because of the rush. After all, you can't tear out an entire "book" page by page and slowly smash it to pieces.
Even if it is burned to ashes, as long as it is not crushed to pieces, there is still a way to recover some information.
The outside factory will then try to restore some of the text through professional means - taking photos under strong light to increase the contrast between the paper and the writing, and then using special methods to develop the film.
"Boss, take a look. The small one is unknown. The big one is Type A II with 15 watts. We have seen it several times."
British-made TypeA-MkII radio station, short wave, 15w power, very small production, only provided to MI6. The length, width and height are just enough to fit into a suitcase, making it very discreet and showing its special purpose.
"I don't know how long this guy has been incited to rebel. Last year he was transferred to Uzang. He had been working in the Governor's Office before. I'm afraid he leaked a lot of secrets." Someone sighed.
"Continue the search, be careful." Shen Yu turned around and left, "Old Liu, come back with me."
More than half an hour later.
Seven or eight agents, two cars and one motorcycle, arrived at Gaoqiao Airport.
They hurried straight to the front desk, causing some panic among the conductor ladies who were preparing to hand over their shifts.
The little agent in charge asked very quickly, "Are there any international flights that have taken off or haven't taken off yet?"
"There is...there was one heading to Kyoto earlier."
"when?!"
The young conductor with a cheeky face was frightened by these urgent words, and timidly replied: "1:50 in the morning..."
As soon as these words came out, several agents were instantly disappointed.
"Damn it, if I catch that bastard, I'll kill him!" the little agent stamped his foot and said through gritted teeth.
If they had just applied for the power to temporarily suspend all planes and ships, this guy named Chai Guoyi would not have been able to escape.
Unfortunately, since the time of three o'clock in the morning was neither high nor low, by the time the application was transferred to the top management of the external factory and then down again, it was already too late.
Yongchang Airlines, a private company with the same year name as Dashun Dynasty, officially started operating international flights last year.
At this moment, a C-32 passenger plane is flying eastward over the Daming Sea, that is, the East China Sea, and its destination is Kyoto.
More than an hour later.
As time approaches, the house of Xu Qian, the head of the foreign factory, is revealed.
As an official office of the foreign dynasty, the former admiral eunuchs and the like have disappeared, replaced by the "factory chief" of the third rank and the "factory deputy" of the fourth rank.
At this point, Shen Yu and others have summarized the ins and outs of the arrest operation and printed it into a report and submitted it.
Although he learned about this bad result early in the morning, Xu Qian looked as usual and said calmly: "Jin Chan's ability to escape from his shell is quite good."
The attendant next to him asked worriedly: "Then what should we do? This person is very harmful."
"The reason why the Uszang frontline supply line is always attacked by enemy air raids at precisely the right time can now be determined." Xu Qian said while scooping up fragrant wontons with shrimp and chopped green onion: "The frontline will try to stop it in time. Damn it, let’s stand still for now.”
The attendant nodded and sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that the guy has fled the country."
"What are you sighing for? It's only a matter of time before you surrender." Xu Qian said nonchalantly: "Follow him first, follow his traces, and deal with him after a few days when you are free."
"I'm afraid it's not enough for us alone. How about we contact the Intelligence Office of the Governor's Mansion?"
"Um."
Since Chai Guoyi once served in the Metropolitan Governor's Office and was later transferred to the Uzang Governor's Office, he had a lot of confidential information, so the Foreign Intelligence Agency attached great importance to it.
However, since their main duty is internal security, for such guys who have left the country, they have to be handed over to the Intelligence Department of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.
It has been confirmed that Chai Guoyi took an overnight flight with his wife and children and fled to Kyoto, but everyone in the intelligence service generally believed that this was a cover-up.
"The situation in Japan is in chaos. He wants another golden cicada to escape from his shell there!"
"What a good plan."
"This person is extremely alert and vigilant. I'm afraid there are British spies secretly helping him. People from other factories have already suffered losses once. We must be cautious."
They concluded that Chai Guoyi wanted to get rid of the Ming Dynasty's pursuit there, and then go to other countries openly.
This principle is very simple. For example, when an agent discovers that he is being followed, a little trick is to walk straight up a busy street or a large shopping mall with a lot of people, twist around and take off his clothes, and then he can escape from being followed. .
