My years of espionage

Chapter 1146 Check

Seeing Pang Yuanju heaved a sigh of relief, Cheng Qianfan immediately judged that this person was just a young man.

Obviously, Pang Yuanju didn't know his 'true identity', let alone his purpose and work arrangement for coming to Nanjing. Otherwise, Pang Yuanju wouldn't be so frightened by his phone being monitored internally.

From this point of view, Pang Yuanju is just a small person on the bright side of the Mei Agency, and the real "make up" person has not yet shown up.

He couldn't help but become more curious about Mei's mechanism.

"Stee Punk, I'll come and drive away tomorrow at the latest." Cheng Qianfan said suddenly.

"Impossible." Pang Yuanju shook his head, "There are not many American cars in the market."

He couldn't help frowning, "Why does it have to be Steepunk? The cars of the Great Japanese Empire are no worse than American cars."

Cheng Qianfan took a look at Pang Yuanju, and he kept thinking whether this Pang Yuanju was a Japanese, or a traitor bought by the Japanese, or he acted like "the Japanese acted as a traitor".

Pang Yuanju's words moved his heart, but it was still difficult to be sure.

"It is because of its scarcity that it highlights its preciousness and rarity." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly, "That's what I want."

He looked at Pang Yuanju and said, "You are a car driver. A beautiful model, the most important thing is a very rare luxury car, how precious it is. This thing is to men, just like a rare treasure to women. You know one thing better than me."

Seeing that Pang Yuanju was about to ask, Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, "Don't ask me what I want this car for, I will certainly be useful."

He looked at Pang Yuanju, "Mr. Okada has ordered you to meet all my requirements."

"It is to cooperate with reasonable requests." Pang Yuanju said.

"My request is very reasonable." Cheng Qianfan said unceremoniously. He raised his eyebrows, meaning that if you have any disagreement, you can discuss it with Mr. Okada instead of talking to me.

"I will do my best." Pang Yuanju said with a frown.

"It's not about doing your best, it's about doing it." Cheng Qianfan said, and he got up straight away, "Thank you for the hospitality, and I'm taking my leave."

Pang Yuan bowed back.

……

At this moment, Cheng Qianfan suddenly remembered something, and said, "There is one more thing, I am not familiar with Nanjing, do you have the latest map of Nanjing here?"

"Yes." Pang Yuanju said, "There is a map of Nanjing made by Idemitsu."

He said to Cheng Qianfan, "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

"Thank you very much." Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed.

Soon, Pang Yuanju came back with the map.

Cheng Qianfan spread the map on the table to look at it, his eyes lit up, and he said in admiration, "It's very detailed, absolutely top-notch, that's great."

"This was printed by the most professional Mingtu Drawing House in the Empire of Japan." Pang Yuanju said.

"I see." Cheng Qianfan nodded, he glanced at Pang Yuanju, and couldn't help but feel moved.

Pang Yuanju handed the bamboo tube containing the map to Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan didn't answer, he directly folded the map carefully and squarely, asked Pang Yuanju to wrap it in kraft paper, and put it in his briefcase.

"Thank you so much." Cheng Qianfan thanked again.

"It is my honor to be able to help you." Pang Yuanju said.

"I'll pick up the car tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan said suddenly before leaving.

Pang Yuanju's face became gloomy again, after all, he didn't say anything, just nodded subconsciously.

……

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and someone came out from the storage room next door.

"Master." Pang Yuanju saluted respectfully.

Okada Toshihiko nodded slightly, and sat down on the sofa with great determination.

"Fujii, what doubts do you have?" He glanced at Pang Yuanju.

"Director, 'Huber' didn't wait quietly for me to contact him, but came to see me so suddenly, the subordinates thought it was inappropriate." Pang Yuanju said.

"About this point, I am quite clear. It's okay for him to do this." Toshihiko Okada said.

Miyazaki Kentaro was being monitored internally by people around him. Since he said on the phone that he wanted to book a car, there was nothing wrong with coming here.

Okada Toshihiko didn't mind too much about Miyazaki Kentaro's unruly behavior. In fact, he was an officer who didn't like rigid minds. In fact, Miyazaki Kentaro realized that it was necessary to come to the dealership, so he came Yes, this point makes Toshihiko Okada appreciate it.

Blindly only knows to obey orders, is a good soldier.

There is a certain degree of subjective initiative, but in some cases it is more appropriate.

Those who know how to do business are naturally the most suitable intelligence agents.

Of course, it was mainly because he was Toshihiko Okada, the officer in charge of this mission. Okada knew that if someone else took the command and responsibility, Miyazaki Kentaro would obviously be reprimanded internally for this move.

"Director, 'Amber' came to meet me at the car dealership just to urge me to help him find Steepunk?" Pang Yuanju expressed another doubt of his own, "He didn't say a word about tasks and actions." carry."

"That's because he has already guessed that you are just a small character and doesn't know anything about his mission." Okada Toshihiko chuckled and said indifferently.

This is the second point of his satisfaction with Miyazaki Kentaro's performance. He is listening in the storage room, and the storage room has a hidden observation port, where he can observe the expressions and movements of the two.

He noticed that Miyazaki Kentaro should have talked to Pang Yuanju on purpose, but when Miyazaki Kentaro noticed that he said that the phone was monitored, Miyazaki Kentaro saw Pang Yuanju's stress reaction, and then Then the attitude of the whole person changed and became more relaxed——

Because Miyazaki Kentaro obviously realized that Pang Yuanju in front of him didn't know anything about many things. That being the case, he didn't talk about work, only about other things.

This guy's observation and reaction can be called astute, and he is indeed good at doing business. He can compete with the traders in the Fourth Division Osaka, and he can pretend to be a monkey with fur.

"Didn't he say he would come to Teapunk tomorrow?" Okada Toshihiko said, "This is his job."

He had a vague premonition that Miyazaki Kentaro's insistence on sticking punk should not be for his own enjoyment, but probably for Chu Mingyu.

"Fujii." He glanced at Pang Yuanju, "This is an order."

"Hay!"

Okada Toshihiko nodded in satisfaction.

His gaze caught sight of the bamboo tube on the table used to hold the map, and he couldn't help nodding his head slightly.

This is the third point of his satisfaction with Miyazaki Kentaro.

According to the information he has, Cheng Qianfan has lived in Nanjing in the past. This person should be familiar with the roads and houses in Nanjing. However, Miyazaki Kentaro has never been to Nanjing, so he is very unfamiliar with Nanjing. It is a seemingly inconspicuous, but it may be a fatal loophole in the eyes of caring people.

Miyazaki Kentaro was obviously aware of this, so he asked Pang Yuanju for a map of Nanjing.

And what I want is the latest map of Nanjing, so even if someone asks, 'Cheng Qianfan' can explain that Nanjing has been in the future for many years, and I am afraid I don't know the new look, so I am looking at the latest map of Nanjing.

……

"You mean, Cheng Qianfan went to the ideal car dealership at No. 39 Yihe Road." Ding Mutun sipped his tea, glanced at Tong Xueyong, and asked.

"Yes." Tong Xueyong nodded, "Director, according to the telephone surveillance investigation records, two days ago, Cheng Qianfan did make a phone call to the ideal car dealership to inquire about ordering a car, but——"

"But what?" Ding Mutun asked immediately.

"However, Cheng Qianfan called himself Gong and said he was from Tianjin." Tong Xueyong said.

"Cheng Qianfan was able to come to Nanjing with the group. Out of the need for confidentiality, the reason he made public at the police station in the French Concession was to go to the French Concession in Tianjin for business." That’s why I said so.”

As he said that, Ding Mutun paused suddenly, and asked, "How did Cheng Qianfan know about this ideal car dealership?"

"This subordinate doesn't know. Maybe this ideal car dealership has a big business and is quite famous in Shanghai?" Tong Xueyong said.

"No." Ding Mutun shook his head.

To say that the luxury car dealership is the most famous and has the largest business, Nanjing is not enough to look at in front of Shanghai.

It took half a year for Shanghai's modernity to emerge in Nanjing.

"Give me the phone call records between Cheng Qianfan and this ideal car dealership." Ding Mutun said.

"Yes!"

……

Tong Xueyong went to get the phone records, while Ding Mutun was lost in thought:
Surveillance of Cheng Qianfan does not have much special charm in itself. Anyone who may come into contact with Mr. Wang, especially Cheng Qianfan, who joins the group suddenly, will be routinely monitored for a period of time.

The problem now is that Cheng Qianfan doesn't know if he doesn't check. Such an investigation is indeed worth deliberating. At least Ding Mutun's intuition is that there is something strange about this call.

During this trip to Nanjing, Li Cuiqun, the deputy, was in the Shanghai Headquarters of the Secret Service Headquarters. As the director, he was able to come to Nanjing with the delegation. Dingmutun attached great importance to this "as an important member of the delegation". , Liang tripartite talks, opportunities to participate in important state affairs.

Among them, being responsible for Wang Jianhai's personal safety is the top priority, and Dingmutun does not allow any accidents to occur.

Even if this Cheng Qianfan has always been close to Japan, has a close relationship with the Japanese, and is Chu Mingyu's nephew, he will still 'handle it impartially'.

"Director, call records." Tong Xueyong handed the phone record file to Dingmutun with both hands.

"It seems that Cheng Qianfan is quite familiar with this ideal car dealership." Ding Mutun pointed to the phone record.

Cheng Qianfan directly told Pang Yuanju (transliteration) who was looking for an ideal car dealer on the phone.

"No." Tong Xueyong said with a sudden expression change.

"Oh, tell me." Ding Mutun looked at Tong Xueyong with a smile.

"Director." Tong Xueyong said, "If Cheng Qianfan knew this person surnamed Pang, he should say that it was Mr. Cheng from Shanghai who was looking for Manager Pang, not Mr. Gong from Tianjin."

"You mean—" Ding Mutun said, "It's not like a phone call between someone you know, it's more like some kind of coded connection?"

"Yes, Director." Tong Xueyong said, "This subordinate thinks so."

He looked at Dingmutun, "Besides, there is one more doubtful point..."

"Tell me." Ding Mutun looked at Tong Xueyong in surprise and said.

This person has always competed with Li Cuiqun, of course, it can't be said that, to be exact, Tong Xueyong belongs to Li Cuiqun's subordinates in the Shanghai headquarters.

This was the first time he had direct contact with Tong Xueyong, a person who was once the deputy head of the Red Party South City Traffic Station, and he was indeed quite capable.

Ding Mutun himself was from the Red Party. Although he was quite ashamed of his background in the Red Party, Ding Mutun also admitted in his heart that the Red Party was indeed quite talented.

"Perhaps it can't be said to be suspicious, but it's just a little strange." Tong Xueyong said after consideration, "According to what we have, Cheng Qianfan once studied at the Central Army Military Academy, and he should be familiar with the streets and alleys of Nanjing, at least for the Central Army. The vicinity of the military academy is very familiar."

He paused, then continued, "From the small red building at the back door of the Model Prison to Yihe Road, according to his subordinate Ai Heng, the road to the Zhonghua Girls' School is the closest, but the rickshaw driver detours to Huangnigang gone."

He frowned and said, "This driver charges the fare by foot, not a fixed price. This is obviously a detour to collect more money. Since Cheng Qianfan is familiar with the route here, he will naturally see that the driver has taken a detour, but he has no idea. There is no reaction, it seems that this is not seen."

"It's really strange." Ding Mutun nodded and said, "However, could it be that Cheng Qianfan asked the driver to go to Huangnigang?"

He pondered and said, "Take the line from Huangnigang, which happens to pass the entrance of the Central Army Officer University. Cheng Qianfan wants to take a look at his alma mater?"

"This..." Tong Xueyong frowned, and then showed a look of shame, "It is indeed possible that what you said, Director, is due to the omission of the subordinates. They did not question the coachman. The subordinates will ask for clarification later."

"Hmm." Ding Mutun nodded, "Anyway, there is always something unreasonable about that call, so let's check it out."

"Yes!"

"And this—" Ding Mutun pointed to the phone record, "This person, Pang Yuanju, is his name these three characters? You need to find out the name."

"Yes." Tong Xueyong said hastily, "The subordinates arrange someone to go to the examination."

"Not only should Cheng Qianfan be investigated, but both sides should be investigated." Ding Mutun said, "This Manager Pang must also be investigated."

He said to Tong Xueyong, "Compared to Cheng Qianfan who just came from Shanghai as an 'outsider', this ideal car dealership and this Pang Yuanju are local, so there are more clues to check."

"Yes, Director, you are right." Tong Xue said in admiration.

This is not a hypocritical compliment, and he is not the kind of temperament who relies on his mouth to please. Ding Mutun is indeed a big figure in the spy system spanning the Red Party, the Nationalist Party, and the Wang family, and he is indeed quite capable.

……

Cheng Qianfan sat on the seat of the rickshaw, leaned back, and looked at the surrounding scenery quite comfortably.

Because there were dark clouds in the sky suddenly, it seemed that it was going to be cloudy and rainy.

When the sun was gone, Cheng Qianfan asked the driver to leave the car shed.

"Why is he in Nanjing?" On the second floor of a teahouse on the side of the road, by the window, a man inadvertently glanced at the road, his eyes were attracted by this handsome passenger, and he immediately let out a low voice in surprise.

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