Chapter 847: Meeting Day (8)

Style: Historical Author: Jiangsu ChuoziWords: 3236Update Time: 24/01/12 02:58:34
Looking at Guo Bin who was silent, Zuo Zhong's eyes flashed with a stern look and murderous intent. He walked up to the other party and began to persuade him with serious words.

"Mr. Guo, in fact, from the moment your identity was exposed, you have lost your bargaining chip, and your government will not rescue a worthless agent.

Although I don’t know your specific experience, judging from your age, you should have been lurking in the Republic of China when you were very young, and you have never enjoyed your own life. "

As he spoke, he observed the target's reaction with his peripheral vision. The information could be faked, but the movement track could not. Guo Bin had very little experience before the founding of the Republic of China.

There is only a simple sentence - go to study abroad, but there is no such thing as where to study, how long you have studied, who are your teachers and classmates.

Everything is described in the text of the file, and the other person seems to only live on paper. What is even more strange is that all the people who were related to this person when he was young have died without exception.

Although the cause of death seemed normal, and neither the local government nor the family had any doubts, anything that was too coincidental was not a coincidence, but an artificial arrangement.

Especially after the founding of the Republic of China, Guo Bin suddenly became very active, participating in various gatherings and organizations, and seemed to be deliberately creating activity tracks and witnesses.

According to the past behavior of the Japanese intelligence organization, the real "Guo Bin" may have been dead for many years, and the current Guo Bin is just an imposter spy.

This critical time point was just after the founding of the Republic of China. Considering the age of the real "Guo Bin", the replacement should be about ten years old at that time, and neither too old nor too young would be suitable.

At that time, before the three views were formed, he was deprived of himself and lived on behalf of others. At the same time, he had to perform tasks in a high-pressure environment for a long time. It was strange that the other party did not have mental problems.

The Japanese were too confident and felt that they could use Xi~Nao to control everyone, including children, but they ignored the hidden dangers caused by the lack of identity among intelligence personnel.

The replacement candidates Zuo Zhong selected in the canned plan were all teenagers with a blood feud with the Japanese, in order to avoid this situation from happening.

No country currently cares about the mental health of intelligence personnel, but this is a major trend, because no matter how elite agents are, they are still humans, not machines.

After all, the Japanese high-level officials do not regard the "postcards" as human beings. They are used completely as consumables. If they die, they will die. Psychological evaluation? What the hell is that.

the other side.

Guo Bin didn't know what he thought after hearing Zuo Zhong's words. Veins popped out on his forehead, his lips tightened unconsciously, his hands hanging down were clenched into fists, and he was highly nervous.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong continued to confuse in a low voice: "Have you ever thought about what you gained in the end through life and death for the Japanese government and the Locusts? Is it money? That was obtained by the power given to you by the government.

Is it an honor? As an intelligence officer, the news of your death will become a secret and be sealed for thirty, fifty, or even forever. No one will remember Guo Bin, let alone who the fake "Guo Bin" is.

So you have given everything and you will get nothing. Make a choice, make a choice with your own identity. No matter whether the result is good or bad, at least you have left a trace in this world. "

"Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Guo Bin covered his head, not wanting to hear this devilish whisper anymore, but he couldn't help but think about this question in his heart, yes, what exactly did he get.

"Guo Bin" chose to face death calmly, which resulted in a happy time. As for him, he hid in other people's shadows and lived an ignoble existence, and gained nothing in the end.

Why, this is unfair. After arriving in the Republic of China, he had never been happy or relaxed for a day. He even had to open one eye when sleeping and did not dare to be careless at all.

When the people from the Secret Service knocked him down, in addition to panic, he felt a sense of relief. After so many years of people not being human and ghosts not being ghosts, the days were finally over.

"Can...can you sit down and talk?"

He opened his mouth and made a request, with a mocking look on his face. He had imagined how unyielding he would be after being arrested, just like the gangsters who died by his own hands.

Unexpectedly, in less than 48 hours, even electrocution was useless, and he couldn't hold on anymore. With such methods of manipulating people's hearts, it's no wonder that the General Staff Headquarters classified Zuo Zhong as an extremely dangerous person.

"Hahaha, of course. Mr. Guo, you yourself said that until the dismissal document from the Central Party Headquarters is issued, you will still be the supervisory member of the Changcheng Party Headquarters. Sit down, please take a seat."

Zuo Zhong showed a hypocritical smile and waved to the little agent to let Guo Bin out. He was not afraid that the other party would break his promise. If he dared to play tricks on the secret service, it would not be as simple as entering the cage later.

At this moment, someone next to him suddenly said: "Deputy Director Zuo, the documents from the Central Party Headquarters have been handed down. Take a look. You don't have to be so polite to this guy and beat him to death."

Xu Enzeng came out at some point, holding a brown paper bag, pointing at Guo Bin and arrogantly saying harsh words. Needless to say, this guy must have gone to Er Chen to take credit last night.

But if you say this when the subject of the interrogation is about to spit, aren't you afraid that the other party will break the jar, or are you saying that someone wants to die without any evidence? Zuo Zhong looked at Guo Bin and laughed at himself.

"Mr. Guo, you have seen it. Whether it is Tokyo or Changcheng, in the eyes of those big shots, we are just chamber pots. We should pay attention to it when we need it, and throw it away when we don't need it."

Guo Bin, whose face changed drastically when he heard this, smiled bitterly and shook his head. He no longer cared about the documents. With the help of the little agent, he sat back on the interrogation chair. After a moment of silence, he began to explain the intelligence of the Japanese spy organization.

Xu Enzeng wanted to say something again, but before he could open his mouth, Gui Youguang covered his mouth and led him out of the interrogation room. The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his stomach, making him completely shut his mouth.

Zuo Zhong seemed not to have seen this scene. He handed a glass of water to the pale Guo Bin, pulled up a chair and sat across from him to listen carefully. The tape recorder next to him ran silently, recording the conversation between the two.

According to Guo Bin's account, the Japanese espionage intelligence organizations in Changcheng were originally independent, responsible for intelligence collection, instigating rebellion, and assassination work, until the national government was moved here from Jinling.

Facing opponents moving westward, the Japanese base camp and general staff headquarters decided to integrate the military's intelligence forces in Qicheng to form an intelligence network throughout the city to improve work efficiency.

Therefore, while they sent people to form the middle level with the former head of the intelligence team, they also transferred him from Guangdong Province to serve as the head of the entire intelligence network to assist the Japanese troops on the front lines.

This is consistent with Zuo Zhong's speculation and Gu Zhongya's confession. Then the next most important thing is how many people there are in the Jicheng spy intelligence network and their true identities.

Guo Bin understood that the matter had reached this point, and there was no point in hiding it any longer. He held the teacup in both hands and thought for a while, then took a careful sip of warm water and revealed all the information.

The Japanese military, to be precise, the Japanese Army has arranged a total of seven groups in Qicheng. The internal code names are moon, fire, water, wood, metal, earth, and sun. The personnel of each group are not fixed.

This code name is known only to Guo Bin and is used when reporting to Tokyo. Each team does not know the existence of the other and secretly lurks in Wuchang, Hankou, and Hanyang to perform tasks.

Gu Zhongya is in the Japanese group, and most of the group members are traitors who have served Japan for a long time. Since everyone except Gu Zhongya has a low status, he ranks lowest among all the groups.

The other six groups are different. The personnel are basically Japanese, and with the help of external forces, they have successfully penetrated into the senior levels of various military and political agencies, cultural and financial institutions.

In the garrisons around Qicheng alone, more than five battalions of officers have been dragged into the water or are themselves spies. If necessary, more than 2,000 regular troops can be directly mobilized.

This means that as long as the Japanese are willing, they can attack Bald's official residence at any time, kidnap the emperor to order the princes or kill all important officials, and bring the upper echelons of the country to blame.

Zuo Zhong was secretly congratulating himself that they acted in time and did not give the enemy a chance. Guo Bin on the opposite side said one thing. The Japanese base camp had already begun to implement the beheading plan.

The General Staff Headquarters asked the Jicheng Intelligence Network to investigate the location of Bald Man's official residence. Among them, Gu Zhongya had the best chance of obtaining information. Unfortunately, he was intercepted halfway, resulting in a failure.

"Gu Zhongya!"

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong gritted his teeth and said three words. That bastard was so disgusting that he dared to conceal such important information and almost caused a disaster.

It's not that Baldhead can't die, but he must not get into trouble at this time. The battle between Xu Cheng and Changcheng is about to break out. Once the opponent is killed, it will seriously affect morale.

Out of anger, he called Wu Chunyang and whispered something. Then Wu Chunyang turned and left, heading straight to the cell where Gu Zhongya was held with murderous intent.

In the interrogation room, Guo Bin honestly handed over the address of his backup safe house and the personnel information of the seven teams. The number of people was as high as 62, not counting Gu Zhongya's team.

Qicheng is more than just a sieve. The sieve can at least hold things. If I had to use a metaphor to describe it, it would be that this place has almost become a playground for Japanese spies to make trouble at will.

Zuo Zhong looked at Guo Bin who was lying on the fender of the interrogation chair writing confession materials. With a sullen face, he and Gu Qi walked outside the iron gate and gave an order to his old partner seriously.

"Lao Gu, the problem is very serious. I will report to the bureau immediately. You organize the manpower to wait for my news. As long as the superiors approve it, a full arrest will be carried out immediately.

The purpose of this operation is not to capture alive. We would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go. We won't be in Jicheng for a long time. There is no need to dig deep. Just clear out the Japanese spies. "

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

Gu Qi knew the seriousness of the matter and responded directly without saying anything. He was just about to discuss the task allocation, but he didn't expect Xu Enzeng to run in from outside, looking panicked.

"It's not good, it's not good, some bastard burned down the "Xinhua Newspaper". It's all chaos outside now. Students, reporters, and workers have surrounded the Jiangcheng Party Headquarters.

The commission ordered that all military, police and special personnel take to the streets to maintain order. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed. Brother Zuo, what should I do about this matter? You have to make an idea quickly. I will listen to you. "

What!

The newspaper office of the underground party was burned down?

Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi looked at each other, and in a tacit understanding, they stepped forward and knocked Xu Enzeng unconscious. They kept no orders. Whoever wanted to do such dirty work would do it, and the Secret Service would not interfere.

(End of chapter)