Chapter 520 The big fish takes the bait (please vote for me)
"It has been made clear that starting from this morning, all calls made from Cheng Qianfan's office will be secretly recorded," Cao Yu said.
He handed a cigarette to Su Chende and Gui Yijin next to him, and diligently helped them light the cigarettes. He continued, "The person who does this is a careful person. He will record the time and location of the incoming and outgoing calls.
Put it in the book to facilitate our investigation." Su Chende nodded with satisfaction. This Cao Yu seemed to be unobtrusive and did things in an orderly manner.
Cao Yu looked at Su Chende, "But I also asked over there, can't we just keep monitoring? When will it end?"
"Start watching first." Su Chende did not say when he would finish watching.
He doesn't have clairvoyance, and he can't be sure when Cheng Qianfan will eat the cake, when he will find the note in the cake, and then react at the most appropriate time. All this depends on judgment. As for how to ensure judgment
The time is the most suitable, and this is a test of ability.
"Did Cheng Qianfan not choose that piece of mung bean cake?" Gui Yijin asked from the side.
"No." Cao Yu replied, "Mr. Xiao Cheng likes to eat the mung bean cake from Shen Dacheng Pastry Shop."
"If that box of pastries were all mung bean cakes, Cheng Qianfan might not be able to eat them right away." Su Chende had a slightly smug smile on his face as he explained to Gui Yijin.
"The mung bean cake is placed in the most conspicuous position in the middle, just a small piece of mung bean cake, and the pastry chef was asked to make one of the guests' favorite cakes. This kind of cake is very popular among Cheng Qianfan.
There is a 90% chance that Cheng Qianfan who eats mung bean cake will pick it up and eat it subconsciously."
Su Chende blew out a stream of smoke from his nose and started talking. Gui Yijin glanced at Su Chende. It seemed that in order to find out the true background of the famous "Mr. Xiao Cheng" in the French Concession, Su Chende had done a lot.
After a lot of effort, "This matter must be kept confidential," Su Chende warned from the side.
"Don't worry." Cao Yu nodded, "The people at the telegraph office are more careful than us."
If word of this leaked out, Xiao Cheng would cut the telegraph office man into pieces and throw them into the Huangpu River to feed the fish.
"It's a pity that the telegraph office can only know where the call is going, but they can't monitor what was said." Su Chende clicked his tongue and said, he turned to Gui Yijin, "Brother Gui is an expert in this field.
, I heard that it is now possible to monitor phone calls?"
Gui Yijin glanced at Su Chende.
When Su Chende was still in the Red Party, he had been trained in Soviet Russia. He was proficient in agent combat and had always been interested in new agent technology. He was asking questions knowingly. Gui Yijin knew that Su Chende had nothing to say.
, intending to ease the relationship between the two:
He was dragged into the water by Su Chende. It is said that Chongqing has ordered sanctions against this group of traitors in the Su-Shanghai area, and his name Gui Yimeng is among them. "It's not like they can't be eavesdropped." Guiyi
He said, "If you must eavesdrop, you must bury a wired eavesdropper in the room in advance. Its principle is similar to that of a telephone."
"This is difficult." Cao Yu shook his head and said, "It is extremely difficult to find someone at the telegraph office who has the courage to cooperate with us. If we were to plant a bug in Cheng Qianfan's office, no one would dare to take the job."
"It's not a matter of whether anyone dares to take over the job. It's because the amount of the project is too large and it's impossible to do it without anyone noticing." Gui Yijin explained.
"The biggest problem with wired monitoring is that it is extremely troublesome to lay out and requires a large amount of work, so it can only be used in fixed, preset monitoring locations."
He thought for a while and said, "There is another seemingly simple method, which is to manipulate the phone and separate the key phone lines so that you can directly monitor the other party's phone calls." Gui Yijin added.
He also gave an example and said, "In fact, Westerners used this method during the European War. In the fifth year of the Republic of China, the German "Molitz" wiretapping device belonged to this kind of wiring equipment. The German army
Engineers would crawl out of the trenches at night, then quietly bury the "Molitz" electrified copper plates near the British army's telephone lines, and then separate the telephone lines to eavesdrop on field telephones."
"The Westerners are too far ahead of us." Su Chende shook his head and sighed.
Xue Huali Road
Number twenty-two.
Cheng Qianfan finished smoking a cigarette and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. He calmly picked up the phone receiver and said, "Hengfeng Watch Shop, No. 3 Caojiadu, Robertson Road." "Who am I? I am in the Central Patrol Room.
Cheng Qianfan."
"Hurry up!" Cheng Qianfan urged impatiently.
Soon, the call was connected.
After a brief exchange of words with the other end of the phone, Cheng Qianfan put down the phone and raised a smile.
Afterwards, Cheng Qianfan hurried downstairs.
In the yard, he glanced at Lao Huang, who was enjoying himself on a recliner and humming a tune. Lao Huang opened his eyes slightly and saw, "Mr. Xiao Cheng, he was about to go out."
Lao Huang skillfully took out his cigarette case and offered a cigarette to Cheng Qianfan attentively.
Cheng Qianfan seemed eager to leave, hesitated for a moment, then smiled and took Lao Huang's cigarette.
"Vice President Cheng, are you going out?" Lao Huang came up and lit Cheng Qianfan's cigarette. "Yes, there are some things to deal with." Cheng Qianfan lowered his head, lowered his voice and spoke very quickly, "There is no news from shopkeeper Shan.
, the enemy uses tricks to reduce contact with me."
"Vice President Cheng, walk slowly." Old Huang grinned.
"You old man, stop drinking, don't stay drunk all day long." Cheng Qianfan scolded, tapping his fingers against the seam of his pants several times in a rhythmic manner.
Cheng Qianfan took a long drag on his cigarette, waved his hand towards Lao Huang, and left in a hurry.
Lao Huang understood the meaning of those words:
He wants to know the latest condition of the child.
"Sir Su, I'm going to guard the telegraph office." Cao Yu said to Su Chende.
"Go ahead." Su Chende smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader Cao."
"It is Cao Yu's honor to serve Commander Su." Cao Yu said quickly.
Standing at the window, looking at Cao Yu's back as he walked downstairs and left, Su Chende showed a thoughtful expression.
"I remember Brother Su had a conversation with me the day before yesterday. Do you think there is a high possibility that Wang Kangnian bit Cheng Qianfan out of resentment and was a member of the Red Party?" Gui Yijin flicked the ashes from his cigarette and finally couldn't help but ask Su Chende.
.
Mr. Xiao Cheng from the French Concession has a grudge against Wang Kangnian from the Detective Brigade of the Shanghai Police Department. It can even be said that there is a blood feud between the two parties. This is something everyone in Shanghai knows:
Cheng Qianfan shot Wang Kangnian's subordinates Ding Naifei and Xiao Si successively; Wang Kangnian also sent people to assassinate Cheng Qianfan and almost killed "Mr. Xiao Cheng" with a bomb.
Later, there were rumors that Wang Kangnian's people were still following Mrs. Cheng, which made Cheng Qianfan furious. He said that he would not mind killing anyone who dared to harass his wife again.
These two people have the kind of mortal hatred that they both want to kill each other's whole family.
Now, Wang Kangnian, who is suspected by the Japanese to be the ace agent of the Special Branch of the Red Party, Chen Zhou, has been insisting that Cheng Qianfan is a Red Party member. Let’s not talk about anything else. Just based on the hatred between these two people, it is difficult not to let him
People think that Wang Kangnian is biting.
"I was also inclined to think that Wang Kangnian was trying to bite Cheng Qianfan, but Cao Yu provided a detail." Su Chende said.
"Oh?" Gui Yijin became interested.
"According to what Cao Yu said, in fact, in the autumn of the 25th year of the Republic of China, Wang Kangnian had doubts about Cheng Qianfan." Su Chende said, "The Party Affairs Investigation Office arrested a red man who had returned from outside the customs on Xiafei Road.
The red party member died on the spot. Wang Kangnian arranged for people to secretly take photos of pedestrians around the scene. Later, when he reviewed the photos, he was surprised to find that Cheng Qianfan actually appeared in those photos."
"For people like Cheng Qianfan, a photo just passing by doesn't mean anything." Gui Yijin shook his head, "Since Wang Kangnian didn't arrest anyone at the time, it means he had no evidence."
"There is indeed no evidence." Su Chende nodded, "According to the investigation, Cheng Qianfan had a reasonable reason for appearing on Xiafei Road at that time."
"Cheng Qianfan has the blood of the Red Party on his hands. This man hates the Red Party." Gui Yijin thought for a while and added.
"Wang Kangnian has fewer lives in the hands of the Red Party?" Su Chende asked, "Aren't they still suspected by the Japanese of being a Red Party member, and the famous 'Chenzhou'?"
"Brother Su thinks Wang
Kangnian was wronged?" Gui Yijin frowned.
"It's hard to say." Su Chende also frowned, "It's no wonder that the Japanese suspect that there is something wrong with Wang Kangnian. There are indeed many unexplainable problems with this person." "If Wang Kangnian has something wrong, the Cheng Qianfan he reported...
..." Gui Yijin said thoughtfully.
"No." Su Chende shook his head, "There are three possibilities here -"
He analyzed Gui Yijin and said: "First, if Wang Kangnian has no problem, then he doubts Cheng Qianfan's persuasiveness."
"Secondly, there is something wrong with Wang Kangnian. He has only one purpose in biting Cheng Qianfan, and that is to catch the thief."
"I understand." Gui Yijin nodded, "Wang Kangnian never admitted that he was a Red Party member, but at the same time he claimed that Cheng Qianfan was a Red Party member. If the two were accomplices, this would be a kind of protection for Cheng Qianfan.
"
"That's right." Su Chende nodded with satisfaction. He was now taking the initiative to win over Gui Yijin. As the former deputy captain of the Shanghai Division Action Team of the Suhu District of the Central Command, Gui Yijin not only had good action skills, but most importantly, he had
Brain, aware of current affairs.
In addition, Gui Yijin, as the deputy captain of the action team, actually likes to study interception technology, fingerprint identification and other Western high-tech gadgets. This person is a geek in the Su-Shanghai District of the Central Government.
He continued, "There is another possibility, that is, there is something wrong with Wang Kangnian, and there is something wrong with Cheng Qianfan, but neither of them knows that the other is a member of the Red Party..."
"In Cheng Qianfan's eyes, Wang Kangnian deserves to be killed, regardless of his status in the Party Affairs Investigation Bureau or his later defection to the Japanese. Similarly, in Wang Kangnian's eyes, Cheng Qianfan is a representative of the patrol room who hates the Red Party. This is
He has the blood of the Red Party on his hands and is a bastard of the citizens. He can be called the tyrant of the French Concession and should be eliminated." Gui Yijin frowned and thought, and concluded, "So, these two people are dog-eat-dog."
He showed an expression of surprise and looked at Su Chende with admiration, "As expected of Sir Su, I would never have been able to figure out the twists and turns in this matter if it had not been explained by Sir Su."
"But." Su Chende shook his head, "All of this is just speculation after all. Without evidence, we can't touch Cheng Qianfan."
Cheng Qianfan is a high-ranking police officer in the French Concession Patrol Office. He is very powerful in the French Concession. He also has backers within the Qinghong Gang and is very close to the Japanese, especially to Araki Harima from the Special High School.
, In fact, this person has a background even in Chongqing. Unless there is evidence, such a person cannot be easily moved.
"Sir Su, there is something I don't know whether to say or not." Gui Yijin said.
"Tell me." Su Chende glanced at Gui Yijin.
"From what my subordinates know about Cheng Qianfan, he is greedy for money, lustful, and hates the Reds. I have read relevant files. The Red Party member Huo Xingqian almost broke through. It was Cheng Qianfan who fought with this person, and finally delayed the time, allowing his colleagues to kill Huo Xingqian.
Created opportunities..." Gui Yijin said,
"You don't need to tell me this." Su Chende waved his hand, "Cheng Qianfan's hands are stained not only with the blood of the Red Party."
He looked at Gui Yijin and said, "This is exactly why we are so timid in doing things now."
Su Chende threw a cigarette to Gui Yijun, "Cheng Qianfan is a red party. There are many things that cannot be explained. At the same time, Wang Kangnian is a red party in Chenzhou. The most unexplainable thing is that Wang Kangnian has a red party in his hands."
Human life, but if we ignore this section, Wang Kangnian is a red party Chenzhou, but there are many reasonable explanations."
"So, judging from the fact that the Japanese suspected that Wang Kangnian, who had a Red Party life in his hands, was a Red Party member, Chenzhou, we suspected that Cheng Qianfan was a Red Party member. Why not?" Su Chende said slowly.
He looked at Gui Yijin, "It is true that the Red Party rarely kills its own people, but what if the Red Party does not know each other? Or, the identity of this Red Party is very important, and it is important to their organization.
Is it acceptable to sacrifice others to help cover it?”
"Are you willing to die?" Gui Yijin said with a frown.
"Who knows..." Su Chende flicked the ashes of his cigarette and chuckled, as if falling into memories, "Their red thoughts are poisonous."
As he said this, Su Chende seemed to be hesitating.
He was puffing on a cigarette, seeming to be deep in thought, and seeming to be muttering to himself, "The Red Party member who was killed on Xiafei Road was shot by Ding Naifei's men."
"What?" Gui Yijin didn't understand what this meant and asked subconsciously.
At this moment, a subordinate hurriedly knocked on the door and came in to report, "Sir Su, Cheng Qianfan hurriedly left the patrol room."
"Where have you gone?" Su Chende asked immediately.
"Brothers didn't dare to follow too closely, and they were thrown away." The subordinate looked ashamed, and then explained a few more words, "There are patrols watching..."
Su Chende was furious, cursed, and felt helpless. This was Xue Huali Road, the central patrol house, and Cheng Qianfan's territory. There were patrols everywhere, and his people really didn't dare to follow too closely.
Cheng Qianfan attaches great importance to his own safety, and the patrol officers in the Central Patrol Room also attach great importance to the safety protection of Cheng Qianfan.
Of course, this person is good at making money, especially he does not eat alone and is used to bringing everyone together to make money, so he is quite popular among the patrolmen.
At this moment, Su Chende glanced at the grocery store downstairs. The shopkeeper picked up the phone and shouted something, and then his subordinate who had been waiting aside answered the call. He saw his subordinate say something to the shopkeeper.
What, then the shopkeeper reluctantly lent pen and paper to his subordinates for recording.
Su Chende took a long puff of cigarette, and his spirit was shaken. He had an intuition: the fish was moving!
He was now expecting this call to come from Cao Yu at the telegraph office. Soon, his subordinates rushed over to report, "Sir Su, Team Leader Cao is calling." As he said this, the man handed a piece of paper to him.
Su Chende.
This is an address written in the corner of a torn newspaper: