"Teacher is a little tired and is taking a nap in the study." Cheng Qianfan went down the stairs and said to Imamura Kogoro, telling him not to disturb him.
Imamura Kogoro looked at the wall clock in the living room and couldn't help but sigh, "Counsellor can still rest for half an hour."
"A visitor is coming?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
You must know that it is already a quarter past eight in the evening.
"Wang Qinhai's personal representative is coming to visit the counselor." Imamura Kogoro said.
"It's my fault." Cheng Qianfan patted his forehead, "If I knew that the teacher was still busy with work, I should have left earlier."
As he spoke, he subconsciously rubbed his throat.
"Every time Kentaro comes, the counselor is very happy." Kogoro Imamura shook his head, "For the counselor, this is the only time when he is most relaxed."
"It's my fault that I haven't been able to visit the teacher often." Cheng Qianfan said seriously, with an expression of reverence on his face, "For the sake of the empire, the teacher has worked hard..."
With that said, he bowed to Imamura Kogoro, "I beg you for your health, teacher!"
"It's a matter of duty." Imamura Kogoro said in return.
Cheng Qianfan chatted with Kogoro Imamura for a few more words, mainly to care about Hyoutarou Imamura's health and living conditions.
After secretly estimating the time, Cheng Qianfan raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, indicating that it was getting late, saying hello to Kogoro Imamura and leaving.
…
The evening breeze blows.
Cheng Qianfan's pace was a little fast and seemed a little impatient.
When he arrived about ten steps away from the car, he stopped, took out his cigarette holder from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it in his mouth, and took two puffs silently and quickly.
"Brother Fan." Haozi got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.
"Smoke a cigarette." Cheng Qianfan bit the cigarette and stretched out comfortably.
Then he took a few puffs of the cigarette and sighed greedily and contentedly.
Not enough.
Cheng Qianfan touched another cigarette and got angry. This time he finished the cigarette slowly. Only then was he satisfied. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and got in the car.
"Let's go." Cheng Qianfan said to Li Hao.
On the second floor of Imamura Mansion, Hyōtaro Imamura rolled up a corner of the curtains and watched the car taillights disappear into the night.
"When we were in the living room just now, Kentaro seemed to be still resisting his craving for cigarettes." Kogoro Imamura said.
"I know." Hyōtaro Imamura nodded, with a satisfied smile on his face. Just now, he coughed a few times. Kentaro Miyazaki learned that he had just recovered from the cold. The student who was a heavy smoker endured it forcefully.
There is no smoking in the house, and even if Hyōtaro Imamura allows him to smoke, Kentaro Miyazaki is determined not to do so.
I had been holding it back for a long time, and when I got out of the mansion, I couldn't wait to light a cigarette to satisfy my cravings.
"When Chu Mingyu comes, let him wait below for an extra quarter of an hour." Hyōtaro Imamura picked up a book on his desk, turned the pages, and said to Kogoro Imamura, "Just say that I am too tired and am taking a rest.
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"Okay." Imamura Kogoro said.
…
The person who is going to visit Hyōtaro Imamura later, who is also the personal representative of Wang Kaihai, who is this person?
Cheng Qianfan has been thinking about this issue.
It has been more than half a month since Wang Chuanhai returned from Japan, and all the "sages" of the Wang family have gathered in Shanghai.
There are many candidates who are "worthy" of being Wang Chuanhai's personal representative. Chen Nanhai, Zhou Liang, Mei Shenping, Gao Qingwu, Lin Boxheng, Chu Mingyu and others are all qualified.
So, who is this personal representative of the Wang family who came to visit late at night?
"Haozi, drive slower." Cheng Qianfan ordered.
He just smoked two cigarettes in a row. The first cigarette was very eager to show that he was addicted to smoking. The second cigarette was enjoyed slowly to delay time.
"Yes, Brother Fan."
At this moment, car lights from the opposite side came from a distance.
Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed:
coming.
"Haozi, remember the license plate number." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Yes."
Soon, the two cars passed each other.
"Brother Fan, the license plate is 3015." Haozi said.
"Have you seen anyone clearly?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
The curtains of his car were pulled up. This was Mr. Cheng's safety habit. There was no way he could lift the curtains to see.
"The curtains were pulled up, and the lights were so dazzling that I couldn't see the back seat." Li Hao said, "The driver was wearing glasses, and the lenses reflected light, so he couldn't see clearly."
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
However, this cannot be blamed on Li Hao. After all, it was just the moment when two cars passed by each other. It was already very difficult to notice this.
…
"License plate..." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
"3015..." Li Hao thought for a moment, "This license plate belongs to Chen Mansion."
"Chen Gongguan?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised, and his heart moved, "You mean Chen Zhuan?"
"Yes, Brother Fan." Li Hao nodded, "The license plate 3015 originally belonged to Chief Zheng, and later it came into the hands of Chen Zhuan."
The Chief Zheng mentioned by Li Hao refers to the former Chief of the Military Justice Department of the Songhu Garrison Command, Zheng Tingfang. This person was Dai Chunfeng's "backer" arranged by the Shanghai military for "Blue Bird".
"Chen Wentao returned to Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
Chen Zhuan, the foreign minister of the pseudo-reform government, was sanctioned by his eldest brother Lu Xingge.
Chen Zhuan's son Chen Wentao offended Cheng Qianfan again, although later after Tan Pinggong made peace, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" generously let Chen Wentao go.
However, the more Chen Wentao inquired later, the more frightened he became by the arrogance and domineering nature of "Mr. Xiao Cheng", who actually stayed in Nanjing for a long time and did not dare to return to Shanghai.
"I'll arrange for someone to check it out," Li Hao said.
"Focus on checking who Chen Wentao has been interacting with recently and who is using Chen's mansion's car," Cheng Qianfan warned.
"clear."
A car drives on the main road in the French Concession in Shanghai at night.
When passing the intersection in front, Li Hao honked the horn, and the bodyguard vehicles that had been waiting here merged with the car of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and joined the security team.
In this way, Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and rested his mind.
In today's exchange with Imamura Hyotarō, although he did not mention a word about Wang Qinhai's secret meeting with the Japanese in Tokyo.
However, the topic between Cheng Qianfan and Imamura always revolved around the "academic research" on Wang Qianhai's character. This topic seemed to have nothing to do with their goals, but it was actually Cheng Qianfan's deliberate guidance.
He has been secretly observing and pondering Imamura Hyoutarou's words and demeanor.
Based on his understanding of Hyoutarou Imamura, Cheng Qianfan thought that he could get some clues from the clues:
Hyōtaro Imamura's attitude toward Wang's reclamation changed slightly from before Wang went to Japan.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. He remembered that Hyōtaro Imamura had this emotion when he commented on Wang Qianhai:
This person's guarantee is not sincere, which is very bad and cannot be candid.
What is the origin of this sentimental statement?
The more Cheng Qianfan thought about it, the more he felt that these sentimental words from Hyōtaro Imamura were very important. They were like a key. If you mastered this key, you would be able to open a small door for spying.
In addition, from Hyōtaro Imamura's mouth, he was shocked to learn that some people in Japan actually suspected that Wang Qianhai's defection was because Wang and the "principal" were performing a double sex act in order to deceive Japan.
This is a very important discovery.
There seems to be a lot of writing to be done in it.
…
No. 76 has experienced a catastrophe. As time goes by, all the trauma can be smoothed away, and everything seems to be back to normal.
However, the death of Gui Yijin and others is still a taboo that many people avoid talking about at No. 76 Jisi Feier Road.
Su Chende slept in his office that night.
The office was brightly lit late at night. Su Chende didn't like the darkness, which would make him feel deserted.
Ever since the "Robertson Road Hengfeng Watch Shop" incident, Su Chende's situation has not been very good.
His office should have been a hot place with people flocking to it. After all, he came here with the huge Suhu District of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. Those former middle-level and high-level personnel of the Suhu District of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China should have naturally moved closer to him.
Hug together for warmth in this unfamiliar environment.
However, the tragic death of Gui Yijin and others changed everything.
The old subordinates in the former Suhu District were quite dissatisfied with Su Chende's failure to seek justice for Gui Yijin from the Japanese.
Then, some bastard spread the rumor that Su Chende's banner could not protect his men. In this case, it was better to surrender to others as early as possible.
As a result, Su Chende's place suddenly became a little deserted.
Rinima!瓓
Su Chende cursed in his heart. He could vaguely guess who was behind this and adding fuel to the fire.
Li Cuiqun was obviously dissatisfied with his previous show of kindness to Ding Mutun, so this person was causing trouble in secret.
However, Ding Mu Tun seems to be suspicious... Ding Mu Tun will not be happy to see him successfully rise to become a third party force on the 76th.
…
"Wang Da, bring a pot of hot water." Su Chende suddenly stood up from the camp bed, touched his forehead and shouted.
No one responded.
Su Chende immediately frowned. He glanced at the office and then remembered that Wang Da was already gone.
This Wang Da was a subordinate he had become familiar with when he was in the Suzhou District. He also died in the Robertson Road Incident and died at the hands of the Japanese.
Things change and people change, Su Chende feels a little melancholy.
He lit a cigarette, looked up at the electric fan hanging on the beam, and frowned.
This can't go on like this.
He must regroup!
In the struggle for power and gain, there have always been winners and losers since ancient times. Failure will not end well.
The most important thing is that even though he had only joined the Japanese a short time ago, Su Chende saw clearly that the Japanese jobs were not that good.
Now that I have become a dog for the Japanese.
Then be the dog that barks the most and bites the most.
Such thoughts seemed to inject energy into Su Chende's body. He poured himself a pot of hot water, made a cup of strong tea, took out many files, photos, and information from the filing cabinet, and buried himself in them.
These are the messy intelligence reported by the agents of No. 76, detectives and even members of the Qinghong Gang and Sanguang Code. To be precise, they are intelligence that has been confirmed to be of little value after preliminary screening.
Analyzing this extremely complex and clueless information is the most tiring and arduous task.
Su Chende is now assigned as the temporary section chief of the Data Analysis Section.
Even the official statement within No. 76 is for reuse:
How important intelligence work is, first-hand intelligence analysis is naturally a top priority.
…
Su Chende smoked cigarettes one after another. His eyes were all red, but he did not have any impatience. He was not anxious at all because of the mixed and ineffective information. On the contrary, he was very serious.
.
Before success, no matter what kind of efforts you put in, you should be silent and you should not complain, because complaining is in vain and will only bring negative factors.
Suddenly, Su Chende's eyes narrowed.
He picked up the piece of paper in his hand. This was the information reported by a three-light code.
The Sanguang coder named Jiao Kui said that he and his two brothers stopped a man coming out of Xianledu with a woman in his arms a few nights ago. The man actually pulled out a gun to scare them.
Seeing a few of them turned around and running away in fright, the man laughed triumphantly and showed off to the woman he was hugging.
What this man was bragging about was, "I dare to kill even Japanese people, but you guys are just kidding!"
Su Chende slammed the table angrily!
The reason for his anger was that such important information was so mixed in so much messy information that no one cared about it. If he hadn't filtered the information that had been initially judged as invalid, then, this
Such valuable information will simply disappear into the sea.
…
Su Chende pressed the bell.
Soon, an agent ran into the office, "Chief Su, what's the matter?"
Su Chende frowned inwardly, feeling unhappy, but with a dull smile on his face, "Liu Wei, call Zhe Fei over."
Zhe Fei was the detective who reported this information, and the Sanguang coder named Jiao Kui was the person in Zhe Fei's hands.
"Chief Su, it's so late..." Liu Wei hesitated.
"Let the Japanese haters run away, and I'm going to ask you why." Su Chende's face turned cold and he slapped the table.
"I'm going to call someone right now." Seeing Su Chende getting angry, Liu Wei finally got scared and turned around to call someone.
There is a dormitory on No. 76.
Soon, the sleepy Zhe Fei was taken to the Intelligence Analysis Section office by Liu Wei.
Su Chende glanced at Liu Wei and said, "You go down first."
Seeing Liu Wei leave with an unhappy expression, Su Chende sneered in his heart. He stepped forward and closed the door of the office, and then handed the information to Zhe Fei, "Zhe Fei, is this the information you reported?"
Zhe Fei took it over and looked at it carefully, with an embarrassed look on his face, "Chief Su, I reported it. My handwriting is ugly."
"It's very rare to be able to read." Su Chende patted Zhe Fei on the shoulder, "This information, this Jiao Kui, how sure do you think what he said is true?"
"Jiao Kui didn't dare lie to me." Zhe Fei said immediately, "He was almost beaten to death before, but I saved him."
"Okay." Su Chende smiled and nodded, "What do you think of this man with a gun drawn?"
"There's a problem." Zhe Fei said.
"Tell me the reason." Su Chende threw a cigarette over, "Why isn't this person bragging?"
"There are many people with guns, which is not uncommon, and there are also many people who dare to draw guns randomly when they are drunk." Zhe Fei said, "However, there are very few people who dare to kill Japanese people, and there are many drunkards. In fact,
Even if you are really drunk, you have to keep your mouth shut. No one dares to risk their lives by being drunk and crazy if it can kill someone."
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