Zuo Zhong didn't panic. Since the municipal phone couldn't be connected, he would try the dedicated line. There was only one phone that the Secret Service could contact Qilu, which was in the office of cheap teacher Dai Chunfeng.
However, there were many secrets in Dai Chunfeng's office. If he entered without permission, he might arouse Lao Dai's suspicion. He looked at the section chiefs who were anxious like ants on a hot pot and suddenly had an idea.
Zuo Zhong clapped his hands to attract the attention of several people: "Zuo needs to use the dedicated phone number to contact Qilu immediately. I also ask you all to come with me. We will also have a witness for each other by then."
"good."
"no problem."
Several section chiefs agreed happily. They could do this, but only Zuo Zhong could do it. After all, they were both teachers and students and fellow villagers, and they had a very close relationship, which was different from simple subordinates like them.
Everyone hurried to Dai Chunfeng's office. Li Wei followed Lao Dai to Qilu. No one had a key. The situation was urgent. Zuo Zhong couldn't care about anything else and signaled the deputy chief of operations to open the door.
The Deputy Chief of Operations was the lowest-ranking person among them, so he could only force himself to open the office with his shoulder. Zuo Zhong walked in first and picked up the black phone on the table. Fortunately, there was an electric sound from the phone.
This meant that nothing happened in Qilu's telephone room. Sure enough, a voice rang out not long after, asking Zuo Zhong what his purpose was. Zuo Zhong didn't say much, only that he was looking for Director Dai.
The person on the phone asked Zuo Zhong to wait, and then there was no movement. Zuo Zhong frowned and could only be patient. Just when he was anxious, Dai Chunfeng's voice finally came from the phone.
"Hello?"
"Teacher, this is Zuo Zhong. I am currently in your office with other section chiefs. I have something important to report. The phone cannot be connected. I can only use the dedicated line. Please forgive me, teacher."
"Oh? What's going on? Can't you wait until I get back home to talk about it?"
Dai Chunfeng's voice sounded a little careless and tired. After all, he was quite old. Being taken to Qilu in the middle of the night, he would definitely be a little depressed.
Zuo Zhong spoke in a deep voice about Dean Wang's mobilization of military police, and vaguely reminded Dai Chunfeng whether someone wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to do something.
"What, what did the city defense headquarters say? These bastards are so brave. What are they going to do? Just wait in front of the phone and don't walk away."
Dai Chunfeng's voice suddenly became sharp. He left in a hurry after leaving these words. The sound of footsteps could be heard clearly. It seemed that he was also anxious.
Five minutes later, Dai Chunfeng's voice appeared again, but his tone was much calmer, and he asked Zuo Zhong and others to wait for him in the office. The matter of the military and police taking to the streets was resolved, and it was just a misunderstanding.
Is it really a misunderstanding? Mobilizing troops is the most sensitive matter in any era, let alone in Jinling. However, since Dai Chunfeng said it was a misunderstanding, it means that the situation has been controlled.
Zuo Zhong reported the situation, and several frightened section chiefs breathed a sigh of relief. If there were major changes in the power structure of the party-state, they, the confidants of the former government, would have no chance of escaping unscathed.
At the same time, everyone hated Dean Wang. Why don't you just stay at home and read a book? If you have to do something misleading, if something happens today, he will be a sinner forever.
An hour later, everyone who was drowsy finally waited for Dai Chunfeng. Lao Dai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. As soon as he entered the office, he reported several things with a serious expression.
“According to the leader’s opinion, in order to find Miyamoto Hideaki as soon as possible, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Urban Defense Command and the Jinling Police Department each sent one person to gather every afternoon to exchange information and improve the search plan.
In addition to placing huge advertisements in various newspapers offering a reward of 10,000 yuan, Jinling military police were mobilized. First, several mobile teams were formed to search the city and suburbs, and investigate all suspicious locations one by one.
2. Conduct a general household registration inspection; 3. Strengthen the search by plainclothes teams; 4. Organize strong men from nearby counties and towns to search within the jurisdiction; 5. Send personnel to Suxi and Zhenjiangfeng for investigation. "
Ho.
If all the Jinling military police are dispatched, wouldn't it mean that tens of thousands of people will be mobilized? The Japanese will lose one person, and the unlucky ones are the Chinese. Not to mention how much manpower and material resources are wasted, just disturbing the people is unavoidable.
With the bald head so involved, things might not be simple. Zuo Zhong looked at Lao Dai and said nothing. It wasn't until the brief meeting was over and Dai Chunfeng left him alone that he asked the question in his mind.
"Teacher, is there any action from Japan?"
"The Japanese will not miss this opportunity." After Dai Chunfeng finished speaking, he lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed tightly: "A storm is coming, the wind is filling the building. According to the information from the Shanghai Station, the Japanese military police have already set off."
Zuo Zhong was shocked. Japanese military police set out to Jinling? Immediately, his face became as ugly as Dai Chunfeng's. What a shame it was for a country's capital to allow military police from other countries to come and go freely.
Semi-colonial and semi-feudal country, this is just a paragraph in history textbooks, but in reality it means that it is at the mercy of others, with warships running rampant in the Yangtze River, concessions set up everywhere, and a devastated country.
He said in a low voice: "The students have arranged for Corrie personnel to conduct inspections between the Japanese consulate and the train station. Caobang has also cast a net to prevent the Japanese conspiracy from succeeding.
A few days ago, Director Li of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs said that Ji Ming came to Jinling. I felt that this old guy came with bad intentions. Unexpectedly, all the precautions went wrong. They were trying to recreate the Wicker Lake incident. "
Dai Chunfeng opened his eyes with relief. He was secretly glad that he had a good helper. The Secret Service was able to start working in front of all agencies. This proved that the Secret Service was a capable team.
After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he added: "The students have an idea. Since the Japanese want to recreate Liutiao Lake, mobilizing the military police in Shanghai is probably just the beginning. There must be preparations in other aspects."
Dai Chunfeng straightened up: "In which aspects?"
Zuo Zhong's tone was affirmative: "As long as we can find changes in Japan's mainland, Northeast China, North China, and the navy, it will prove that the Miyamoto Hideaki incident was a conspiracy planned by the Japanese."
Dai Chunfeng stood up. What Zuo Zhong said made sense. War is not a child's play. It takes time to prepare soldiers and materials and arrange technical weapons. Are the Japanese really going to take action?
He immediately ordered: "Shen Zhong, I allow you to mobilize all intelligence personnel, and you must find out the intelligence in these places. If you find anything, tell me immediately, and don't forget to look for Miyamoto.
It will be easy to solve the problem if we find him. The chairman is under great pressure now. There has just been some progress in the southwest. If we fight with the Japanese, all the previous sacrifices will be in vain. "
Zuo Zhong didn't know what to say. The other party's gun was already pressed to his forehead. The bald man still hadn't forgotten An Nei's plan. He had to wait for the Japanese military boots to step into Qilu before this crazy man could give up.
But it was useless to think too much. He saluted and replied respectfully: "Yes, I will immediately contact the various intelligence stations and intelligence networks, but the student feels that more efforts can be made in the search within Jinling City.
Whether it was framed by the Japanese or Miyamoto was hiding himself, he couldn't go far in three hours. He must be near Jinling City, and the other party didn't carry any luggage when he left. "
Dai Chunfeng ridiculed: "Maybe this person has floated to Shanghai, or entered the belly of a wild beast. The Japanese cannot let him live. Let's do our best to obey fate. The hope is not too high."
Zuo Zhong did not persuade him any more. After leaving, he returned to his office and issued an order: "Contact North China District and Peiping Station to find out all the actions of the Japanese army in North China at all costs."
Ryosuke Hase in Shanghai, Fu Ling and Fuichiro Hayashi in Japan also received the order. Zuo Zhong asked them to find out the changes in the Japanese navy and local army. The intelligence department was fully mobilized for the first time.
Zuo Zhong said that no matter the cost, Peiping Station Chief Chen Gongshu was very aware of his old friend's operational style and did not dare to violate it, so he immediately dispatched all his intelligence operatives.
Stealing, assassination, kidnapping.
From the Japanese archipelago to the land of North China, countless agents used various methods to desperately spy on the movements of the Japanese army. This caught the local Japanese intelligence agencies off guard and forced them to resign.
In Shoto District, Tokyo, Japan, the Hayashi family held a hasty banquet. The heir to the Hayashi family, His Excellency Viscount Hayashi Ichiro, personally entertained the guests and had a pleasant chat with the military personnel.
In a warehouse in Yokohama, a man in a navy uniform was hung on an iron hook. A woman was asking something. Blood was dripping and flowing into the sewer that merged into the sea.
In a nightclub in Shanghai, several drunken Japanese were singing "March of the Warships" with their arms around each other. The dancers beside them were counting their banknotes with smiles on their faces. One of them had clear eyes.
The day after Miyamoto Hideaki disappeared, countless pieces of information were gathered into the Intelligence Section, from Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi to ordinary little spies, and even He Yijun went into battle, screening the information one by one.
The sources of this intelligence are complex and difficult to distinguish between true and false. To form tangible evidence, it must be strictly screened and re-confirmed with intelligence from other channels. There is a lot of work to be done.
However, as unreliable information was eliminated, the truth slowly emerged. The first one to discover it was He Yijun. She discovered something from the information sent back by Lin Fuichiro.
The rest is at the end of the article
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I thought that from a biological point of view, life read almost like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its own internal cycles of growth and decay.
It begins with innocent childhood, followed by rough youth, rough attempts to adapt to mature society, with youthful enthusiasm and ignorance, ideals and ambitions;
Later, they reach an adult period of intense activity, gain benefits from experience, and gain more experience from society and human nature;
In middle age, the tension is slightly relieved, the character matures, like the ripeness of fruit or the ripeness of fine wine, and gradually adopts a more tolerant, cynical, and kind attitude toward life;
Later, when we age, the endocrine glands reduce their activity. If we have a true philosophical concept of old age, we can adjust our lifestyle according to this concept.
The last flame of life was extinguished.
