Ono Jiro drove the car to the riverside and found a secluded place to stop the car. The two of them didn't get out of the car, so they just talked in the car.
Ono Jiro said softly: "Guo Binghui died. He died at the entrance of Ruifuli Lane on Jiangxi Road."
Black Tiger sitting in the back was shaken, and he bowed to Ono Jiro: "I'm sorry, I will find out the reason."
Ono Jiro said softly: "I'm worried that you have been exposed. If necessary, you can withdraw."
Black Tiger roared: "No! It's impossible for me to be exposed."
He finally broke into the military command and gained trust. How could he withdraw so easily?
As a spy, withdrawing at this time is tantamount to admitting failure. How can he face others in the future?
Ono Jiro said coldly: "Think about it, why did you get false information? It is not shameful to escape smoothly. If you fall into the hands of the military commander, you will become a shame to the empire."
Heihu said angrily: "What I got may not be false information, it's just that the first time the information was wrong. Maybe the military commander didn't get accurate information and arranged people in all four Ruifu? The Chinese are really baffled , there are actually four lanes with the same name in one city."
He really didn't know it at the time. After all, he had just come to Shenpu not long ago, so how could he know so much?
Ono Jiro said in a deep voice: "This is your most optimistic idea. As an intelligence officer, especially an undercover agent, you must be prepared for the worst at any time."
Heihu said firmly: "No matter what, I will never withdraw. Even if I die, I will die in the army and let them regard me as a hero."
Ono Jiro suddenly asked: "How long was the interval between the first time you sent the information and the second time you knew about the operation at Ruifuli on Fuxing Road?"
"More than three hours."
Ono Jiro murmured to himself: "More than three hours? How long does it take to send a report from Shenpu to Shancheng, and then call back from Shancheng?"
Heihu said: "One hour at the fastest will be enough. Do you suspect that someone knows my information and reports it to Shancheng? That one hour is not enough. It will take two hours at the fastest, or even three hours."
Ono Jiro said: "I want you to help me test someone if I have the chance."
After receiving the information from Black Tiger, he immediately told Xie Xuan.
He not only doubted Xie Xuan, but also doubted the whole place. As an elite Japanese agent, he will never completely trust others, especially the Chinese. In his eyes, the Chinese people are despicable and can only be used, not trusted.
According to calculations, the military commander became alert almost as soon as Xie Xuan informed him to go to Ruifuli.
Shortly after Xie Xuan went to Ruifuli on Jiangxi Road, the Military Command Shenpu Station issued new orders.
However, Xie Xuan insisted that something would happen in Ruifuli on Jiangxi Road.
It seems that Xie Xuan is still reliable.
The Secret Service also screened Xie Xuan before, and he passed the test smoothly.
"who?"
"I'll tell you then."
Ono Jiro hesitated again. Xie Xuan persuaded him last night to put at least two people in Ruifuli on Jiangxi Road.
If he hadn't been too conceited, Guo Binghui would not have died.
Of course, Ono Jiro just reproached himself secretly in his heart and would never admit it with his mouth.
Xie Xuan also reminded him today that he might be in danger on the inside of the military command.
Thinking of this, Ono Jiro felt a little guilty towards Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan is loyal to him and always thinks of himself, but he still doubts him, which really shouldn't be the case.
Even if you want to doubt, you can only doubt other people around.
Xie Xuan didn't know that his position in Ono Jiro's heart was ups and downs.
After leaving the gendarmerie, Xie Xuan went to a small cafe on Fifth Avenue.
Before going in, Xie Xuan specially bought a copy of China News, rolled up the masthead, held it in his right hand, and wrote a small word on the corner with a pencil: 33.
Walking into the cafe, Xie Xuan glanced around and had a panoramic view of the entire cafe.
The cafe is not big, with only six small tables. The two tables at the door are empty. The two tables by the window, one is a couple, and the other is a family. The children are eating sweets. bread.
In the cafe in Shenpu, as long as you order coffee, you can eat bread for free. Many people come to drink coffee mainly because of the free bread here.
Of the two tables inside, one was empty, and sitting near the back door was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a suit, who looked very elegant.
In front of him on the left side, there is a copy of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" lying upside down.
"Hello, are you Mr. Wang? I am Mr. Li's friend."
Xie Xuan raised the newspaper in his hand, sat directly across from him, put the newspaper on the table, and stretched it out in front of him. That "33" is just right for the other party to see.
"Mr. Hu went to watch a movie today."
"Then let's go see a movie next time."
"Hello, I am Zhang Ruochen."
"Hello, I am Zhu Daxian."
Their hands were tightly held together under the table.
Zhang Ruochen said softly: "I didn't expect you to actually see the code I left. I've been waiting for you here for three days."
Xie Xuan smiled and said: "The first time I went to No. 33 Zhongshan Road, I saw your password and also found the secret message you left."
When he went to Zhongshan Road for surveillance as the director of the Fourth Operations Division of the Secret Service, he saw the code left by Zhang Ruochen.
However, his task at that time was to monitor No. 33 Zhongshan Road. On the first day, he stayed opposite and had no chance to leave.
In addition, what happened to Bing Hui later made Xie Xuan completely unable to escape.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Do you still remember how you came to Shenpu?"
Although the codes matched, Zhu Daxian had not been in the party for two years after all, and he only had a simple conversation on behalf of the organization.
"He came by carriage. The carriage shop where he stayed at that time was one month after arriving in Shenpu, and my uncle disappeared."
"You've suffered these past two years."
"When you find your family, no matter how much you suffer, it's worth it."
Xie Xuan's eyes were filled with tears. He had been fighting alone since his contact disappeared.
His identity cannot be told to anyone, and his thoughts cannot be communicated to anyone.
Being able to persevere depends on the unwavering faith in my heart.
In the past two years, no matter how many wrongs he suffered, how many people called him a traitor, and no matter how many people plotted against him, he could persevere.
But today, after contacting the party, he could no longer hold back his tears.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "I will tell my family about your situation immediately. Do you have anything to say to your family?"
"My original intention towards my family has not changed, and it remains the same as before. In addition, I serve in the Secret Service."
Zhang Ruochen was surprised: "Secret Service? What name are you using now?"
"Xie Xuan."
"ah!"
Zhang Ruochen let out an exclamation. He immediately looked around and felt relieved that no one else was paying attention.
He never expected that the famous Shenpu Xiaoyan Wang would be his comrade.
No matter how calm Zhang Ruochen was, he lost his composure at this time.
