My years of espionage

When the door opened, Bi Xiandeng subconsciously placed his hand on his waist, ready to draw his gun and shoot at any time.

It is impossible to determine Chen Mingchu's true thoughts, and it is not even ruled out that Chen Mingchu brought the person No. 76. Therefore, he came to meet Chen Mingchu with the intention of martyrdom for his country.

The door opened.

Chen Mingchu was alone outside the door.

Bi Xiandeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Before meeting Chen Mingchu, Chen Juanyi was very emotional and wished to meet him soon. After meeting Chen Mingchu, Chen Juanyi was silent again. She watched Chen Mingchu walk in, then closed the door and just looked at her brother without saying a word.

"Why, don't you recognize eldest brother?" Chen Mingchu said with a smile.

"My eldest brother Chen Mingchu is a heroic man who killed enemies on the battlefield and resisted foreign aggression." Chen Juanyi looked at her eldest brother and said, "Who are you?"

"You girl." Chen Mingchu smiled coquettishly and stepped forward to touch his sister's head, but Chen Juanyi turned her head and avoided it.

Chen Mingchu smiled awkwardly, and then he looked at Bi Xiandeng, "Team Leader Bi, I have long admired your name."

Bi Xiandeng is the leader of the Intelligence Group of the Shanghai District Intelligence Section. This person came to Shanghai after he surrendered on the 76th, so Chen Mingchu did not know him before.

"Director Chen." Bi Xiandeng stretched out his hand to shake hands with Chen Mingchu, but Chen Mingchu responded by cupping his fists, and he had no choice but to cup his fists in return.

Chen Mingchu was moved in his heart. The establishment of No. 76 was changed, and he was promoted to be the first director of No. 76. Although it cannot be said to be highly confidential, it seems that the Shanghai District has already grasped this trend. It is enough to show that the intelligence work in Shanghai District is doing well.

Bi Xiandeng didn't say much and left his time to the two siblings.

……

"This is a letter from father." Chen Juanyi took out the letter from his body and handed it to Chen Mingchu.

Chen Mingchu took it with both hands.

Chen Mingchu took the letter out of the envelope, shook it, and looked at it carefully.

Bi Xiandeng has been observing Chen Mingchu's facial expressions.

Bi Xiandeng also read the content of the letter.

Chen’s father denounced Chen Mingchu in his letter:

According to the ancient law, those who rebel are guilty of the nine barbarian tribes. Now you are unworthy and have affected your family. Fortunately, you are treated favorably, and those who are not punished are the misbehavior of the government.

If you still have a conscience, you should consider your sins and seek merit, otherwise you will not be able to bite your navel!

After Chen Mingchu read the letter, he sighed and remained silent.

When Chen Juanyi saw that her brother was still hesitant, she suddenly knelt in front of him, bursting into tears, and asked him not to be a traitor again, otherwise she would rather die on her knees than get up.

Chen Mingchu wanted to help his sister up, but Chen Juanyi couldn't kneel down.

"Chief Chen, since ancient times, those who invade China have no good consequences. Although the country is weak, the people are united and fight to the death. The Japanese want to make our 400 million people become their slaves. It is really a wishful thinking! Bi Xiandeng spoke sincerely, "Chief Chen was also an anti-Japanese hero. There are some truths that I don't need to say more."

He looked at Chen Mingchu and said with a serious expression, "Boss Dai asked me to bring a message to Section Chief Chen."

"What did Boss Dai say?" Chen Mingchu asked, and he was relieved in his heart. Bi Xiandeng matched his old position as the head of the personnel department when he was in Shanghai District. This shows that Shanghai District really wants to instigate him. , not to kill him, at least not now.

"Boss Dai said -" Bi Xiandeng looked at Chen Mingchu and said solemnly, "You are still a comrade if you step back from the brink and seek merit for your sins."

When Chen Mingchu heard this, he was silent for a long time, then looked at his sister who was kneeling in front of him and could not get up, and sighed, "I have done evil things, but now my boss will not give up. If I don't know what is good for me anymore, It’s a waste of time.”

Chen Mingchu looked at Bi Xiandeng and said, "Chen will change his ways from now on and will not be a traitor."

"Brother, are you telling the truth?" Chen Juanyi raised her head and looked at her brother.

"When has brother ever lied to you?" Chen Mingchu said with a bitter smile.

Chen Juanyi was overjoyed and wiped the tears from her eyes. After getting up, she felt a lot of grievances lingering in her heart, "Brother."

"Brother has caused you to be humiliated." Chen Mingchu said with red eyes.

The two brothers hugged each other and cried.

Bi Xiandeng had been observing from the sidelines. At this time, he was convinced that Chen Mingchu was indeed determined to change his ways and return anyway.

Chen Mingchu clasped his fists at Bi Xiandeng and said sincerely, "Brother Bi! You are so kind to me!"

"It was Boss Dai who didn't give up on Section Chief Chen. It was District Leader Chen who insisted on saving Section Chief Chen." Bi Xiandeng said seriously.

Chen Mingchu expressed his willingness to do anything, and the atmosphere at the scene was quite harmonious, and the two talked happily.

Before parting, Bi Xiandeng asked about hoeing.

Chen Mingchu said with a serious expression, "Wait for the opportunity and contact me at any time."

He looked at Bi Xiandeng, "The matter of stabbing Wang is too important, and the opportunity may only be once, and it needs to be considered in the long term."

Bi Xiandeng nodded. He was quite satisfied with Chen Mingchu's attitude. If Chen Mingchu agreed, he would be suspicious.

The two shook hands and said goodbye.

……

"What do you think?" Chen Gongshu asked Bi Xiandeng, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

After personally accompanying Chen Juanyi to leave the Cangzhou Hotel, Bi Xiandeng went around in a big circle, put on a slight disguise and returned to Room 201 of the Cangzhou Hotel to report the situation to Chen Gongshu.

"Chen Mingchu spoke sincerely and communicated with tears, which does not seem to be hypocrisy." Bi Xiandeng said.

Chen Gongshu frowned slightly.

"At the beginning, I shook hands with Chen Mingchu, but he didn't dare to shake my hand and only held his fists as a courtesy." Bi Xiandeng thought for a while and continued, "However, when we parted, Chen Mingchu took the initiative to shake hands with me."

"Oh?" Chen Gongshu raised his eyebrows and nodded.

He is used to infer the other person's thoughts from some details, and Bi Xiandeng is also influenced by him.

This detail provided by Bi Xiandeng made Chen Gongshu begin to recognize Bi Xiandeng's judgment.

"Chen Mingchu said that he would urge Wang Zhimu to agree anyway." Bi Xiandeng said, "He believes that assassinating Wang is extremely difficult. Wang Quanhai both needs to use and dislikes the secret service. He is there with Wang Quanhai He was not popular, he said that in Wang Chuanhai's eyes, only spy leaders like Li Cuiqun and Ding Mutun were unpopular, and no one else was interested."

"Wang Tiemu is a member of the pseudo-Central Committee." Chen Gongshu said.

"Yes, Chen Mingchu means the same thing. He said that Wang Tiemu still has some weight in Wang Chuhai. If he wants to assassinate Wang, he must persuade Wang Tiemu." Bi Xiandeng said.

"This matter is of great importance. You will be solely responsible for the contact with Chen Mingchu, and possibly the later contact with Wang Tiemu." Chen Gongshu said thoughtfully.

"Yes."

"In this way, you can book a room at the Huxi Hotel." Chen Gongshu said, "so that you can contact Chen Mingchu at any time."

"Okay." Bi Xiandeng nodded, "I will inform Chen Mingchu of my destination."

"No." Chen Gongshu shook his head, "Don't tell Chen Mingchu where you are. Every time you meet, the location will change."

"Understood." Bi Xiandeng nodded.

He understood what the district leader meant. The district leader still didn't completely believe Chen Mingchu. He arranged for him to get a room in the Huxi Hotel. On the one hand, it was to facilitate his external contacts, and on the other hand, it was to minimize his contact with the intelligence department of the district headquarters. This is a safety measure. "As the arrangements continue, we must protect Chen Juanyi." Chen Gongshu thought for a moment and then ordered, "This matter is of great importance. Once No. 76 or the Japanese get a whiff of it, it will be terrible."

"Yes."

……

Central Patrol Room, Office of the Deputy Chief Inspector.

"Mr. Cheng, what do you think of the war between Soviet Russia and Finland?" Lou Hanru asked.

Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette, glanced at Lou Hanru, and asked with a smile, "Why are you asking about this suddenly? If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that these two countries are at war."

In October, Soviet Russia requested the Finnish government to move the border near Leningrad 20 to 30 kilometers north and lease Hanko Port to Soviet Russia on the grounds of ensuring the security of its northwest border, especially Leningrad. It was used as a naval base for thirty years.

As a supplement, the Soviet Union promised to transfer more than twice the land in the Repola area to Finland in exchange.

The Finnish government rejected the Soviet proposal.

Since then, border conflicts between the two sides continued, and finally on the last day at the end of last month, the Soviet Russian army attacked Finland.

"Soviet Russia prides itself on justice. First it divided Poland with Germany, and now it invades Finland." Lou Hanru continued to ask, "What do you think of Mr. Cheng?"

"I opened my eyes wide." Cheng Qianfan said impatiently, "Reporter Lou, I'm not interested in the question you asked, and I don't know much about it."

"Then what do you think of red?" Lou Hanru suddenly asked.

Cheng Qianfan's expression changed. He stared at Lou Hanru with a gloomy gaze, "Are you a red party member?"

While speaking, Cheng Qianfan's hand had already opened the drawer and was about to touch the pistol in the drawer.

"Of course not." Lou Hanru chuckled, "I'm just very interested in various trends of thought. I have never been exposed to the color red before. I know that the patrol room has handled many cases related to the color red before. I heard that Mr. Cheng also arrested it himself. The Red Party, so I suddenly became interested to find out more."

"Heretical theories and heresy to confuse the people." Cheng Qianfan said firmly, with a look of disgust on his face.

At this moment, the door to the deputy chief inspector's office was suddenly pushed open.

Pete rushed in with a camera in his hand and pressed the shutter on the two of them, shouting, "Look at my new camera."

Then Peter looked at Cheng Qianfan in surprise, as well as the man sitting opposite Cheng Qianfan who was holding a document holder and a pen in his hand.

Didn’t I say there was a beautiful Persian girl?

Cheng Qianfan looked at Peter in surprise, and then he saw Peter's embarrassment. His face showed confusion and helplessness, and he had to relieve the embarrassment for his friend. He stood up and introduced to Lou Hanru, "Reporter Lou, this is Mr. Peter, the squad leader of the patrol unit's political division."

"Pete, this is Lou Hanru, reporter of "Shanghai Daily News", reporter Lou." Cheng Qianfan introduced to Pete again.

"Hello, Mr. Pitt."

"Hello." Peter nodded lightly and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "You have official business here. I'll come back later."

"Don't leave." Cheng Qianfan walked out from behind the desk. He pointed at Lou Hanru and said, "This reporter is very interested in the war in Europe. You two must have a lot to talk about."

……

More than twenty minutes later, Lou Hanru had already said goodbye and left.

"Who told you there was a Persian girl in my office?" Cheng Qianfan asked angrily when he learned why Peter had just barged in.

"Maybe I heard it wrong." Peter touched his nose and said with a little embarrassment, "You also know that although my Chinese is pretty good, I still only understand Shanghai dialect a little bit."

"This little knowledge can be put to good use." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

"That's right." With that said, Cheng Qianfan took the camera directly from Peter's hand, "Let me use the camera."

Cheng Qianfan took out the film as he spoke, took out the film box from the drawer, and put the film in.

"You need film?" Peter understood immediately and asked Cheng Qianfan, "There was something wrong with that reporter just now? Wasn't he a real reporter?"

"There is no problem with the reporter's identity." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "I am just more interested in this person and want to check it out."

"Whatever." Pete shrugged.

"There are no photos in this film that cannot be exposed, right?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"This is indeed a new camera." Peter snorted and said.

After Peter left, Cheng Qianfan called Hou Pingliang, "Develop the photos inside quickly. I'll use them later."

"Yes!"

……

At noon, Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door of Hyōtaro Imamura's office with a freshly baked mung bean cake.

"Teacher, I heard from Mr. Sakamoto that you haven't had lunch yet?" Cheng Qianfan said with concern, "You must eat on time, be careful of your stomach upset."

"Shen Dacheng's mung bean cake?" Hyōtaro Imamura's eyes lit up, "It's just right to satisfy your hunger."

Cheng Qianfan watched the mung bean cake being snatched away by Imamura Hyoutarou. He gave a helpless smile and naturally picked up a thermos to refill Imamura Hyoutarou's tea cup.

"The teacher is too simple." Cheng Qianfan said with emotion.

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door. Cheng Qianfan opened the door and saw Kogoro Imamura coming in carrying a food box.

"I didn't know Miyazaki-kun was here too, otherwise, I would have arranged to make an extra serving." Imamura Kogoro said apologetically.

"I'm full." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Kogoro."

After Kogoro Imamura left, Cheng Qianfan took out his lunch from the lunch box. He sighed with a smile and said, "I just said that the teacher is simple, and Uncle Kogoro brought these. I don't know what to say anymore."

Imamura Hyōtaro laughed loudly, and he said to Miyazaki Kentaro, "I heard that you are also very knowledgeable about food now, let me tell you about it."

There are several dishes in the food box sent by Imamura Kogoro:

One dish is yellow croaker in large soup with pickled vegetables, which is an authentic Ningbo dish.

"It is said that Mr. Chang Kaishen from Chongqing likes this dish very much." Cheng Qianfan pointed at the yellow croaker in pickled vegetable soup and said with a smile.

One dish is shrimp crispy rice, which is a famous dish in the south of the Yangtze River and is known as "the best dish in the world".

"This dish is said to have been improved by Chen Zutao of China." Cheng Qianfan said, "Mr. Chen added tomato sauce, which makes it taste sweet and sour."

After saying that, Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "They focus all their energy on eating, even people like Chen Zutao are like this. They are worthy of being pigs."

"Okay, when you talk about eating, just say it nicely and don't affect my appetite." Imamura Hyoutarou said.

The last dish was squirrel mandarin fish.

"This dish is said to have been served with squirrel fish when Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty went to the south of the Yangtze River. Qianlong liked to eat this dish very much. This should be more than a legend, because there are records about squirrel fish in the "Tiaoding Collection" of the Qing Dynasty. "Cheng Qianfan said, as if he wanted to criticize him again. After being glared at by Hyoutarou Imamura, he shut up.

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