In Mo Dunding's plan, Meng Yuanzhi controlled the Shenpu Municipal Committee of the Communist Party of China and let Wei Chenxi secretly monitor Meng Yuanzhi.
Everything is perfect. The Communist Party keeps sending cadres to Shenpu, and it keeps destroying the underground organs of the Communist Party of China.
As many Communists as they come, we will capture as many Communists as possible.
Those who can instigate rebellion will remain in the municipal party committee, and those with strong bones will be arrested.
There will be no flaws in this plan for at least half a year. If it works well, the Communist Party may not be able to discover it within a year.
Unexpectedly, Meng Yuanzhi had a problem before it was officially implemented.
All his plans came to nothing.
At this time, Morton Ding was extremely depressed, as if a child he had raised for many years was taken away, so sad.
Imada Asano is from the Naval Intelligence Department, and even Ono Jiro can't do anything to him.
It is an open secret that the navy and the army are not getting along. As long as there is a chance, both sides are eager to kill each other.
Ono Jiro said: "Don't you still have an insider? Let him take action to replace Meng Yuanzhi."
Morton Ding sighed and said, "This is the only way."
He wanted to focus all his hopes on Wei Chenxi.
Ono Jiro warned: "Don't screw up again."
Morton Ding asked in confusion: "Ono-kun, I really can't figure out how the Marine Corps Intelligence Office found Meng Yuanzhi? Their area of activity shouldn't be so big."
If Meng Yuanzhi is captured by other departments, be it the gendarmerie or the patrol room, as long as Meng Yuanzhi reports his name to the Secret Service, he can at least ensure his own safety, and at most he will be detained for a longer period of time.
But he was caught by the naval intelligence department, which did not take the military police seriously. If Meng Yuanzhi fell into their hands, would there be a good end?
Ono Jiro said: "Someone reported it."
He was also very curious and asked Imada Mano specifically.
Morton Ding said in surprise: "Report?"
Ono Jiro said angrily: "Someone called the Intelligence Department and said that they found anti-Japanese elements and wanted some bonuses. It's your fault too. You always like to deduct bonuses from others. If the report call went to the Secret Service, would this happen? ?”
Some people, greedy for money, will report anti-Japanese elements to the secret service when they find them.
However, the people in the Secret Service always deducted bonuses and promised to give one hundred yuan, with a 20% discount at the beginning, then a 50% discount, and now it is good to get a 10% discount.
He even obtained information about other people's prostitutes for free, asked a few more questions, and dared to falsely accuse others of being accomplices.
If this continues, their reputation will naturally be ruined, and they will know that if they want to report, they have to go to the Japanese, who are not only safe, but also well paid.
"Where is this whistleblower? Can I meet him?"
"Those who reported the crime over the phone did not even meet the people from the intelligence office. They just took the money and ran away."
Morton Ding asked doubtfully: "Did you really take the money?"
"Why are you reporting if you don't get money? Don't worry, you are really reporting. You are reporting for money."
Ono Jiro also suspected that there might be some conspiracy behind this report.
But the whistleblower only suspected that Meng Yuanzhi was an anti-Japanese element and was desperate for money. He asked people from the intelligence department to throw the money away in a secluded area. He covered his head and ran away with the money.
Those who work hard for money are those who are truly short of money.
Mo Dunding said slowly: "I am worried that the underground party will know Meng Yuanzhi's identity and use this method to eliminate Meng Yuanzhi."
Ono Jiro shook his head: "Your suspicion is not established. First of all, the underground party must know that Meng Yuanzhi was instigated by us to rebel. According to their previous intelligence, they only knew that Meng Yuanzhi had our people around him. In addition, even if the underground party knew that Meng Yuanzhi had rebelled, they would If you try to do it yourself, the worst you can do is call the military police or patrol house, so how can you possibly report it to the Marine Corps Intelligence Service?"
Morton Ding's doubts were dispelled by Ono Jiro.
Meng Yuanzhi was not dead, and Xie Xuan was also very disappointed. Once this person really worked for the Japanese, the harm would be great.
His original plan was that after the Japanese captured Meng Yuanzhi, they would kill him in a few strokes.
Unexpectedly, Imada Mano also had Meng Yuanzhi's idea.
The Japanese will not let go of those who surrender as long as they are sincere.
The next morning, when Xie Xuan went to the Secret Service Department to report to Mo Dunding, the two also discussed Meng Yuanzhi's matter.
Morton Ding asked: "Xie Xuan, do you think Meng Yuanzhi was reported intentionally by the Communist Party?"
"How could the Communist Party know that Meng Yuanzhi is working for us? Even if it knew, given the character of the Communist Party, it would never use the Marine Corps Intelligence Office, right?"
If he had no other choice, Xie Xuan would not borrow Imada Mano's hand.
If Meng Yuanzhi wants to deal with it, he must deal with it openly. If it is a secret operation, Morton Ding will really be suspicious.
Even if Meng Yuanzhi fell into the hands of the Marine Corps Intelligence Division, Morton Ding was not completely relieved.
Morton Ding sighed and said, "Search Ono said the same thing. Oh, what a pity."
Xie Xuan said: "In fact, it is not necessary. After Meng Yuanzhi was arrested, it is impossible to return to the CCP. His role has been greatly reduced. Doesn't the director have an insider? Relying on that person is much better than Meng Yuanzhi."
Mordunding said: "Xie Xuan, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the remaining insider is too important. From now on, I will contact him personally."
"this is necessary."
After Xie Xuan returned to his hometown, he suddenly received a call from Imada Mano and asked him to meet in Hongkou.
Xie Xuan naturally agreed, but before going, he called Ono Jiro.
He was a double agent for the Japanese. He had to work for the Marine Corps Intelligence Division, the Military Police Special High School, and the Secret Service.
Secretly, he wanted to collect intelligence for Shancheng. This time, military commander Shen Pu revealed a Japanese spy, and he had to find a way to help find it.
Ono Jiro said: "Xie Sang, come to the gendarmerie later. I want to have a good chat with you."
Last time Xie Xuan suggested that his insider should not take any further action and it would be best to remain silent.
Ono Jiro did so, but without military intelligence, he could not fight against these terrorists.
Imada Mano came to Xie Xuan because he wanted to know the attitude of the Secret Service and the Military Police towards him detaining Meng Yuanzhi?
Xie Xuan told the truth: "Meng Yuanzhi was injured and cannot return to the Communist Party. Without the status of municipal party secretary, his value is greatly reduced."
Imada Mano sighed and said: "I followed the information provided by Meng Yuanzhi to arrest people, but all of them were in vain. The Communist Party is too cunning, it is difficult to deal with them."
"You can't be impatient when dealing with the Communist Party. You have to take your time. If you hadn't noticed the sudden arrest of Meng Yuanzhi, you would have wiped out all the underground parties in Shenpu very quickly."
Imada Asano said angrily: "You mean, it's my responsibility if I don't catch all the underground gangs in the future?"
"That's not true. We can never catch all the underground gangs. Even if we catch them all at once, they will come back soon."
Imada Asano said: "I have no interest in the Communist Party. I just want to catch the bastards who attacked Nobu Ishibashi."
"This...actually there is a way."
"Oh, what can I do?"
