Zuo Zhong knew how lucrative the intelligence trade was. It was a bit sad that Shi Zhenmei, an old intelligence officer who was born in Huangpu and had participated in the Northern Expedition, was knocked down by money.
It's just that there is such a huge intelligence trading network in Shanghai. Why has Yu Xingle never reported it? Is it because he doesn't know or deliberately conceals it? If the latter is in East China, he cannot be trusted.
The Secret Service works with Japanese spies. If someone betrays relevant information, people will die in future wars, and not just one or two. This matter must be investigated clearly.
He put his chopsticks on the table, put his hand into his pocket and quietly turned on his cell phone to record: "The name of this organization, who is the person in charge, who are the customers, and the specific transaction methods.
Also, is there anyone from the Secret Service involved? Mr. Hase, I am willing to pay a lot of money for this information. It is also related to your safety. If there is a mole under my command, you will be the most dangerous. "
"No, please don't worry."
Hase Ryosuke said categorically: "I am very aware of the risks involved. If there are people from the Secret Service, I will definitely report to you. This game currently only has the few players I just mentioned.
The name of the organization is very simple, called the Intelligence Alliance. It is headed by John Kaiziwei, the head of MI2 in Shanghai. Others obtain the information and hand it over to him, and he will find a suitable buyer.
The background of the buyers is very complicated. Most of them are European and American ghosts who are making a living in Shanghai. There is a British one-armed general Sardon who smuggles arms. According to my investigation, this person serves the Japanese military.
There is also the American prosthetic leg Keni. This guy is very cunning. Both of his legs were sawn off by the natives in the Philippines. He is less than three feet tall, so he often laughs at himself that he is only half American.
He has two wooden prosthetic legs, rides a rickshaw around, and has also worked as an arms dealer. He claims to have been an admiral in the Chilean Navy. In fact, everyone knows that there is a German influence behind him. "
Zuo Zhong frowned. It was indeed the capital of espionage in East Asia. Britain, the United States, Japan and Germany were all mixed together, and they could even play mahjong together. This was completely different from the situation in Jinling, which affected the whole body.
It seems that you have to be very cautious when investigating and taking action. What you are most afraid of is a chain reaction. Once you pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, the situation will be difficult to clean up. Foreigners will not tell you the rules.
At this time, Ryosuke Hase, who was opposite him, took a sip of wine and continued: "These people mentioned above have kept a low profile this year, but the emerging spokespersons from various countries have performed no worse than them.
For example, the Belarusian opera singer, performance manager and gang leader Captain Peake, the fake Indian princess Sumari, the owner of the technical academy and Dr. Albert von Mioleni who is good at the fairy dance.
Monkey expert and cigarette dealer Herman Urban, the so-called French-American journalist, pilot and pimp Harel Du Perrier, whose authenticity is difficult to distinguish, are all customers of the Intelligence Alliance.
In addition to engaging in their criminal activities, these people also find jobs for low-level agents. They will work for whoever pays the highest price. Both the concession and my special high school are closely monitoring their words and deeds. "
Zuo Dian nodded and decided to arrange for someone to get to know the intelligence dealers when he went back. There was no way to catch such characters, as long as they were under surveillance, maybe they could be used in the future.
For example, arms dealers were a good channel for weapons after the fall of Shanghai. Rather than risking the risk of leaking traffic lines and transporting them thousands of miles from the rear, it was better to spend some money to replenish them directly from the local area.
He had some ideas in his mind and chatted with Hase Ryosuke for a while. The two of them left the izakaya separately. In order to prevent being followed, Zuo Shige took his pocket and walked along the street.
While passing through an alley, he witnessed a fight involving foreign soldiers, sailors, and gangsters. These people were wrestling on the dirty paving stones, each with a ferocious appearance.
An American missionary on the roadside kept crossing himself and asked who turned Shanghai into the sinful city of Sodom and Gomorrah1. This question is actually easy to answer.
It's them, the invaders.
Zuo Zhong unknowingly walked to the riverside and leaned against the fence, gradually becoming stunned. These magnificent European-style bank buildings and commercial houses along the Huangpu River seemed indestructible.
But the foundation of this city is simply fragile, and the numerous buildings are nothing more than rafts floating on the mud. If there is any disturbance, the illusion of prosperity will be blown away.
The biting cold wind blew in waves, the mist gradually rose, and the red and green lights were reflected on the hazy river like a mirage. He turned up his collar and turned around and stepped into the colorful neon lights.
Time flies.
A few days later, Zuo Zhong was basking in the sun in the garden of No. 75 Jisi Feier Road. A young spy came over and whispered something. After hearing this, Zuo Zhong narrowed his eyes and wondered why this person was here.
Xu Enzeng had just received a call, saying that the traitor surnamed Gu had come to Shanghai, and he seemed to have a mission. As soon as he arrived at Shanghai Station, he took over the two heads of the underground party's propaganda department who had surrendered.
This thing is weird. The other party has been assigned to the training class a long time ago and does not have any real power in his hands. Why would he do this? The old fox named Xu is afraid that he is not telling the truth and wants to sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.
Zuo Zhong waved his hand and told the little agent to go back. No matter what Xu Enzeng wanted to do, he just didn't accept it. That was an internal conflict at the agent headquarters, and there was no need for the Secret Service to get involved.
It was the mission of the traitor surnamed Gu that aroused his interest, so he had to find a way to find out. If that didn't work, he could buy it from Shi Zhenmei through the Intelligence Alliance, using the gold bars given by Lao Xu.
As a result, within two or three hours, Xu Enzeng came to the door in a hurry. As soon as they met, he hurriedly asked: "Special Commissioner, what is the person named Gu going to do? Do you have any news about Jinling?
This bastard holds a leader's warrant and orders us to hand over all arrested underground party members and interrogation records. You didn't see his arrogance. It's really disgusting. "
oh? So that’s what happened.
No wonder the people in the secret service headquarters would listen to a traitor. There is a personal letter from the legendary Chairman of the Generalissimo, and the secret agents must obey it, including Xu Enzeng. This matter is a bit interesting.
But what is the use of someone Gu asking for arrests of underground party members and interrogation records? Does he want to trace something based on these? Anyway, he must have bad intentions, and he must remind Shanghai to be more vigilant.
Zuo Zhong thought about it for a moment, then quickly replied with a smile: "Don't be impatient. I have not received relevant information. Maybe the leader has a secret operation that needs to be completed. You need to be more understanding."
"Understand? I can't understand."
Xu Enzeng sat on the sun lounger, picked up the juice on the table and drank it in a gulp. He said angrily: "You don't trust people you use, you don't use people you doubt. How can we do things if we always send people over halfway."
At this point, he seemed to realize that there was something wrong with this sentence, and quickly explained: "Commissioner, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you. I know your loyalty to the party, country and leader.
The one surnamed Gu was different. He was originally a senior leader of the underground party. After being arrested, he surrendered without waiting for trial. Letting such a disloyal and unjust person carry out a secret mission would cause big problems.
The other party was able to betray the underground party in the past, but now he may not betray the party-state. If things really come to that point, it may affect the plan we discussed. Commissioner, you need to make an idea. "
There is some truth in what Xu Enzeng said. No matter where they are, traitors are unwelcome. There are only zero or countless betrayals. Everyone understands this.
Zuo Zhong leaned on his chair, looking at the colorful sun umbrella above his head and lost in thought. Will this matter affect the plan? It is unlikely. The white blood cell project is top secret, and Gu will most likely not know about it.
Xu Enzeng said this because he was afraid that the other party would seize the power of the secret service headquarters. This old boy was a standard official fan, and no one could covet the position of director, even if he could compete with Dai Chunfeng.
The problem is that the risk is too great if the most dangerous traitor in the history of the underground party is allowed to do whatever he wants. God knows how much top-secret information this person has. We cannot and cannot afford to gamble on this matter.
After thinking about this clearly, Zuo Zhong turned to look at Xu Enzeng: "Then let's talk to him. The bottom line is the White Blood Cell Project. I don't care about your affairs. You don't have to worry too much. The other party can't threaten you.
You just said it yourself, he is a traitor, and the leader will not trust such a person. As long as you catch the underground party and get enough credit, the secret service headquarters will still be your secret service headquarters. "
"What if he touched the bottom line."
Xu Enzeng was still a little unwilling, trying to nip certain signs in the cradle. The secret service headquarters was where he settled down. Without this tiger skin, his past enemies would not let him go.
"Reaching the bottom line?"
Zuo Zhong stood up and said condescendingly: "If you dare to be shameless, then kill him directly. In the territory of the two of us, the one with the surname Gu is a dragon and a tiger.
The Chairman's warrant is for him to do his job, not for him to use his strength to gain advantage. When necessary, I will report this person's behavior to Jinling. Don't worry, Lao Xu. "
"Snapped."
"That's right." Xu Enzeng slapped the table: "He must know the stakes here. A traitor cannot get involved in the party-state affairs. I hope this guy can be smarter and not be obsessed with it."
"Let's go."
Zuo Zhong said something, then he took Xu Enzeng into a car and killed him. When they entered the Shanghai Station compound, they saw a dozen little spies running around carrying tea, very busy.
Not only that, there were more than a dozen trucks parked in the yard, with "Shanghai Prison" written on the doors. What a big deal. Could it be that Shanghai Station had become a prison club, and the prisoners came here to enjoy life.
"Director Xu, what is this?"
Zuo Zhong glanced at Lao Xu and asked, wanting to hear the other party's explanation. As a result, Xu Enzeng opened his mouth wider than him. The next second, he grabbed the passing little spy and shouted sharply.
"What are you doing?"
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