The young man in a blue suit called the waiter, casually ordered a piece of udon, and sat down in front of Lao Li.
"Why did you come to join us?" After the young man sat down, he whispered to Lao Li.
"It's not because the situation is tense, the information is not being transmitted smoothly, and it's delayed. It's quite normal..."
Lao Li said somewhat casually while grabbing the eel rice.
"The situation is critical! If you don't come, the enemy will send us to the Tsuruta Agency!"
The young man said anxiously.
Lao Li put down his chopsticks and asked quietly: "What needs to be done?"
The young man looked around and said to Lao Li: "Hurry up and inform your comrades to punish the traitors. The traitors are in Room 316 of the Long Live Hall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lao Li's expression change. The young man turned around and saw Fatty and Ma Xiaoguang standing behind him with ferocious faces, with evil smiles on their faces.
"You guys! Put your hands up."
Fatty's loose Japanese popped up again.
This voice made everyone in the restaurant unable to move away, and they looked at the four people with dumbfounded eyes.
"We are intelligence agents from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Please come with us!"
Ma Xiaoguang spoke to Lao Li and the young man in the blue dress in fluent Kansai-accented Japanese.
The two of them were a little confused, but they saw Ma Xiaoguang flashing a blue passbook, and at the same time, the young man felt a hard object being pressed against his waist.
In desperation, the two of them could only follow Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty and leave the "Long Live Pavilion" restaurant.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty escorted Lao Li and the young man in the blue dress away from Bei Haining Road and got into a dilapidated black Citroen car on Zhapu Road.
After getting on the bus, Lao Li and the young man in the blue dress were immediately put on hoods, and their eyes suddenly became dark.
Half an hour later, the two were taken to an office, which was eerily quiet.
After another hour, the hood of the young man in the blue dress was taken off.
There were black curtains in this office, and there was only one desk.
There were two young men sitting behind the table. One was the young man I had just met, the young man who spoke Japanese with a Kansai accent. The other young man was younger, with a serious face, and seemed to be a note taker.
"We are from the Nobi Agency of the Neon Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This is Nagano Hijio from our agency, and I am Kazuo Onikawa."
The young man serving as the recorder spoke to the young man in the blue dress in fluent Japanese.
The young man in the blue dress squinted his eyes and looked at the two people behind the table without speaking.
"It's useless not to speak. Twenty minutes ago, your companion confessed. He is from the Operations Section of the Military Intelligence Division of the National Bureau of Military Investigation and Statistics. His name is Li Jiacheng..."
Kazuo Onegawa sneered, picked up a case file and put it on the young man in the blue dress and said, this time it was changed to Chinese.
Next, the office was quiet again.
The young man stretched out his hand tremblingly and looked at the case file. His knowledge told him that the case file was true.
"My name is Ling Qingde. I am a member of the Shanghai Urban Operation Team of the Military Intelligence Department. I am from Fujian Province."
Ling Qingde explained dejectedly.
"Baga! You are lying!"
At this time, Nobi Erxiong rudely interrupted Ling Qingde, his face turned cold, and he rang the electric bell on the table.
I saw a man in a shirt with a sinister expression walking in, holding a bloody whip in his hand.
"Pull it down and fight for half an hour first!"
Nobi Erxiong said to the man in a cold voice.
Ling Qingde could understand Japanese. When he heard Nobi Erxiong say this, his face changed drastically and he begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Nobi-san, please spare my life! I'm telling the truth!"
"explain!"
"My real name is Ling Qingde. I am the chief clerk of the Shanghai Municipal Confidential Section of the Military Intelligence Department. I am from Baodao. In fact, I have another identity. I am an intelligence officer of the Governor's Mansion on Neon National Treasure Island..."
Ling Qingde confessed in a low voice.
On the opposite side, Kazuo Kokawa's pen was moving as fast as flying and he was recording quickly, while Futoshi Nobio on the side had a face as deep as water and no expression.
In a room next door, a tape recorder was spinning slowly, recording Ling Qingde's confession. A surprised Lao Li and Fatty sat next to him.
"I knew there was something fishy about this guy, but I didn't expect that he would turn out to be a Japanese spy!"
Lao Li opened his eyes wide and exclaimed to the fat man beside him.
"Chief Ma is a genius now. He was able to reverse this situation at once. It's not easy! Ask him later what's going on." The fat man also said with some surprise.
Just as he was talking, he saw Ma Xiaoguang opening the door and coming from the interrogation room.
"Sir, this is really amazing. How did you know that there is something wrong with this person named Ling?" Lao Li asked impatiently.
"The reason is that we saw the warning signal in Room 316 upstairs of the 'Long Live Pavilion' downstairs. The other party placed lisianthus flowers. The flower language of this flower is 'encounter', which means to meet."
"Besides, fighting is going on everywhere now. Look at the 'rice-shaped' note posted on the glass of the 'Long Live Pavilion'. Two dots were intentionally removed and turned into wooden characters, which means meeting at twelve o'clock..."
Ma Xiaoguang explained to Lao Li and Fatty.
"Isn't this a normal code?"
"Yes, this is normal, but do you think, where is the Long Live Pavilion? Is it possible to meet your comrades somewhere during this extraordinary period?"
"Also, why was the information passed out to the 'Fengyang Pavilion' instead of the 'Long Live Pavilion'? Is there anything going on in the middle?"
"Finally, the code that Lao Li saw on the roof, the corridor that I saw... are these things related?"
"That's why I purposely asked you to invalidate the second-category contact code after using No. 7. Look at the quality of this person. If he is really one of our own, he will definitely receive a notification that the second-category code has been invalidated.
Because this notification was made internally, the traitors did not receive the news so quickly even if they had inside information. "
Ma Xiaoguang finally told the two of them the key to the problem.
Lao Li nodded and said, "Originally I wanted to do a screening, but in the end I found the mole."
"Not only that, I guess there should be some inside story about these five people. Otherwise, the Japanese spies wouldn't lock them up and screen them..."
Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly: "So, the current intelligence war is very different from what we used to do. We are among the enemies, and we are the enemy among us!
I guess there is someone among the five. He or they must have a special mission. As for what it is, I am afraid it will take some effort to find out. "
When Lao Li and Fatty heard this, they didn't argue or flatter him, but they both nodded heavily.
"Now that the person named Ling has been taken away and the clues are lost, what should we do?"
Lao Li immediately thought of an important question.
"There's no need to worry. This is Nobi Agency. Someone will come to the door soon. We just have to wait and avoid having to play charades with them."
Ma Xiaoguang smiled at Lao Li confidently.
"But our Nobi agency is a Xibei guy!" Lao Li was even more puzzled.
Ma Xiaoguang said disapprovingly: "That doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's true or false, as long as someone comes."
