MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 992v3 night

  Chapter 992 Night

   "Teacher is a little tired, take a nap in the study." Cheng Qianfan went down the stairs, said to Imamura Kogoro, and told Imamura Kogoro not to disturb him.

   Kogoro Imamura looked at the wall clock in the living room, and couldn't help sighing, "The counselor can rest for half an hour."

   "Is there a visitor?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.

   You must know that it is already 8:15 in the evening.

   "Wang Jianhai's personal representative is coming to visit the counselor," Imamura Kogoro said.

   "Blame me." Cheng Qianfan patted his forehead, "If I knew the teacher still had work to do, I should have left earlier."

   As he spoke, he rubbed his throat subconsciously.

   "Every time Kentaro comes, the counselor is very happy." Kogoro Imamura shook his head, "For the counselor, only this time is the most relaxing time."

   "It's my fault for not being 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..."

   As he spoke, he bowed to Kogoro Imamura, "Please be in good health, sir!"

   "A matter of duty." Imamura Kogoro said back.

  Cheng Qianfan chatted with Imamura Kogoro for a few more words, mainly concerned about Imamura Hyoutaro's health and living conditions.

   Estimated the time secretly, Cheng Qianfan raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, indicating that it was getting late, he said hello to Imamura Kogoro and left.

  …

   Evening wind blows.

  Cheng Qianfan's pace was a little fast, and he seemed a little impatient.

   When he came to a dozen or so steps away from the car, he stopped, took out a cigarette clip from his pocket, took out a cigarette, bit it in his mouth and lit it, and took two silent and quick consecutive puffs.

   "Brother Fan." Haozi got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.

   "Smoking a cigarette." Cheng Qianfan bit the cigarette and stretched comfortably.

   Then he took a few puffs on his cigarette and sighed greedily and contentedly.

   Not enough.

  Cheng Qianfan touched another cigarette and got angry, but this time he smoked the cigarette leisurely, so he was satisfied, he threw the cigarette **** on the ground and got into the car.

   "Let's go." Cheng Qianfan said to Li Hao.

   On the second floor of Imamura Mansion, Imamura Heutaro rolled up a corner of the curtain and watched the taillights of cars disappear into the night.

   "When we were in the living room just now, Kentaro seemed to be holding back his addiction to cigarettes." Kogoro Imamura said.

"I know." Heitaro Imamura nodded, with a satisfied smile on his face. Just now, he coughed a few times, and Kentaro Miyazaki learned that he just recovered from a cold. There is no smoking in the house, even if Imamura Heitaro allows him to smoke, Miyazaki Kentaro is firmly unwilling.

   This is all the time I have been holding back, and I can't wait to light a cigarette after leaving the mansion.

"After Chu Mingyu comes, ask him to wait for another quarter of an hour." Heitaro Imamura picked up a book on his desk, turned the pages, and said to Kogoro Imamura, "Just say I'm too tired and I'm resting .”

   "Okay." Kogoro Imamura said.

  …

  Who is the person who is going to visit Imamura Hyoutaro soon, **** personal representative of Wang Jianhai?

  Cheng Qianfan has been thinking about this problem.

  It has been more than half a month since Wang Jianhai returned from Japan, and the "sages" of the Wang family have also gathered in Shanghai.

   There are not many candidates who are 'worthy' of Wang Jianhai's personal representative. Chen Nanhai, Zhou Liang, Mei Shenping, Gao Qingwu, Lin Bosheng, Chu Mingyu and others are all qualified.

  So, who is the personal representative of the Wang family who is visiting late at night?

   "Haozi, drive slowly." Cheng Qianfan ordered.

  He smoked two cigarettes in a row just now, the first cigarette was very eager, but to show his eagerness for smoking, and the second cigarette was enjoyed slowly, to delay time.

   "Yes, Brother Fan."

   At this moment, there are car lights coming from the opposite side.

  Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed:

coming.

   "Haozi, remember the license plate number." Cheng Qianfan said.

"yes."

   Soon, the two cars passed by.

   "Brother Fan, the license plate is 3015." Haozi said.

   "Did you see the person clearly?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

  His car curtain is drawn up, which is the safety habit of Mr. Cheng, and it is impossible for him to lift the curtain to see.

   "The car curtain is drawn up, and the lights are too glare to see the rear seats." Li Hao said, "The driver wears glasses, and the lenses reflect light, so he can't see clearly."

  Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.

  However, Li Hao cannot be blamed for this. After all, it is only the moment when two cars pass by, and it is not easy to notice these things.

  …

   "License plate..." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.

   "3015..." Li Hao thought for a moment, "This license plate belongs to Chen Mansion."

   "Chen Mansion?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised, his heart moved, "You mean Chen Zhuan?"

   "Yes, Brother Fan." Li Hao nodded, "The license plate of 3015 originally belonged to Chief Zheng, but later it was in the hands of Chen Zhuan."

  The Chief Zheng mentioned by Li Hao refers to Zheng Fangfang, the former Chief of the Military Law Department of the Songhu Police Headquarters. This person was the "backer" arranged by Dai Chunfeng for the "Blue Bird" in the Shanghai Navy.

   "Chen Wentao returned to Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.

  The Foreign Minister of the Puppet Reform Government, Chen Zhuan, was sanctioned by his elder brother Lu Xingge.

   And Chen Wentao, the son of Chen Zhuan, offended Cheng Qianfan again, although after Tan Pinggong made peace, "President Xiao Cheng" let Chen Wentao go.

  However, the more Chen Wentao inquired later, the more frightened he became by the arrogance and domineering of "Mr. Xiao Cheng". He actually stayed in Nanjing for a long time and dared not return to Shanghai easily.

   "I'll arrange someone to investigate." Li Hao said.

   "Focus on checking who Chen Wentao has been in contact with recently, and who is using the car in the Chen residence." Cheng Qianfan urged.

"clear."

  The car was driving on the road in the French Concession in Shanghai at night.

   When passing an intersection ahead, Li Hao honked the horn, and the bodyguard vehicles that had been waiting here for a long time merged into the car of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' and joined the security team.

   In this way, Li Hao was relieved.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and meditated.

  In today’s communication with Imamura Hyoutaro, although he didn’t mention a single word about Wang Jianhai’s secret meeting with the Japanese in Tokyo.

  However, the topic of Cheng Qianfan and Imamura always revolves around the "academic research" on Wang Jianhai's character. This topic, which seems to have nothing to do with their goals, is actually Cheng Qianfan's deliberate guidance.

  He has been secretly observing and pondering Imamura Heutaro's words and demeanor.

  Based on his understanding of Imamura Hyoutaro, Cheng Qianfan thought to himself that he could get a clue from the clues:

  Hintaro Imamura's attitude towards Wang Jianhai is the same as the subtle changes before Wang went to Japan.

  Cheng Qianfan's heart moved, he remembered that when Imamura Heutaro commented on Wang Jianhai, he had a feeling:

  The person's assurances are insincere, which is not good enough to be honest.

  What is the reason for this emotional statement?

  The more Cheng Qianfan thought about it, the more he felt that Imamura Heutaro's emotional words were very important. It was like a key. If he mastered this key, he would hopefully open a small door for prying eyes.

  In addition, from Heitaro Imamura, he was shocked to learn that some people in Japan suspected that Wang Jianhai's defection was because Wang and the "principal" were singing a double reed opera, intending to deceive the Japanese side.

   This is a very important discovery.

   Seems like there's a lot to do in it.

  …

  Having experienced a catastrophe on the 76th, with the passage of time, all traumas can be healed, and it seems that everything has returned to normal.

  However, the death of Gui Yilong and others is still a taboo that many people avoid talking about at No. 76 Jisfeier Road.

  Su Chende slept in his office that night.

  The late-night office is brightly lit. Su Chende doesn't like darkness, it will make him feel deserted.

  Since the 'Hengfeng Watch Shop on Robertson Road' incident, Su Chende's situation has not been very good.

His office was supposed to be a steaming place where everyone flocked to. After all, he brought the huge Zhongtong Suhu District to vote here. Huddle together to keep warm in this strange environment.

  However, the tragic death of Gui Yilong and others changed everything.

   Those old subordinates in the former Suzhou and Shanghai districts were quite dissatisfied with Su Chende's failure to seek justice for Gui Yilong from the Japanese.

   Then, I don't know which **** spread the rumors, saying that Su Chende's banner could not protect his subordinates.

   As a result, Su Chende's place suddenly became a little deserted.

  Day mud horse!

  Su Chende cursed in his heart, he could vaguely guess who was behind this.

   Li Cuiqun was obviously dissatisfied with his previous overtures to Dingmutun, so this person was secretly causing trouble.

  However, Ding Mutun also seems to be suspicious... Ding Mutun 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 over here." Su Chende suddenly got up from the camp bed, touched his forehead, and shouted.

   No one responded.

  Su Chende frowned immediately, he glanced at the office, and only then remembered that Wang Da was long gone.

   This Wang Da was a subordinate he had been familiar with since he was in the Suzhou and Shanghai districts, and he also died in the Robert's life incident at the hands of the Japanese.

  Things are different, Su Chende is a little melancholy.

  He lit a cigarette, looked up at the electric fan hanging from the beam, and frowned.

   Can't go on like this.

  He has to get back together!

   On the road of fighting for power and profit, since ancient times, winners and losers have always been winners and losers. Failure will not end well.

  The most important thing is that even though he has only joined the Japanese for a short time, Su Chende sees it very clearly that the jobs of the Japanese are not so good.

  Since it has been treated as a dog by 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 made himself a pot of hot water and a cup of strong tea, took out many files, photos, and materials from the filing cabinet, and buried himself in them.

  These are the messy information reported by No. 76 agents, inspectors, and even members of the Qinghong Gang, and Sanguangmazi.

   Analyzing these extremely heterogeneous and clueless intelligence is the most tiring and hard work.

  Su Chende is now assigned as the temporary section chief of the data analysis section.

  Even, in the official statement inside No. 76, this is for reuse:

  How important intelligence work is, first-hand intelligence analysis work is naturally the top priority.

  …

Su Chende smoked cigarettes one by one, his eyeballs were red, but he didn't show any impatience, he didn't feel anxious at all because of the mixed and invalid information, on the contrary, he was very serious .

  Before success, no matter what kind of efforts you put in, you are silent, and you should not complain, because complaining is futile and will only bring negative factors.

  Suddenly, Su Chende's eyes shrank.

  He picked up the piece of paper in his hand, which was the information reported by Sanguang code.

  Sanguangmazi 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, and the man even drew a gun to scare them.

   Seeing them turn their heads and run away in fright, the man laughed triumphantly and showed off to the woman in his arms.

   What this person is showing off is, "I even dare to kill the Japanese, you are a fool!"

  Su Chende slapped the table angrily!

The reason for his anger is that such important information is so mixed in so many messy information that no one cares about it. If he hadn't filtered out the information that had been initially judged as invalid, then this Such valuable information will be lost forever.

  …

  Su Chende rang the bell.

   Soon, an agent ran into the office, "Chief Su, what's the matter?"

  Su Chende frowned inwardly, displeased, but with a flat smile on his face, "Liu Wei, call Zhefei over."

   Zhefei is the scout who reported this information in the newspaper, and that Sanguang Mazi named Jiao Kui is the person in Zhefei's hands.

   "Chief Su, it's so late..." Liu Wei hesitated.

   "Let go of the Japanese haters, I'm asking you." Su Chende turned cold and slapped the table.

   "I'll call right away." Seeing Su Chende get angry, Liu Wei was scared after all, so he turned around and called for someone.

  No. 76 has a dormitory.

   Soon, the sleepy Zhefei was taken by Liu Wei to the office of the Intelligence Analysis Section.

  Su Chende glanced at Liu Wei, "Go down first."

  Seeing Liu Wei leaving with an unhappy expression, Su Chende sneered in his heart. He went forward and closed the office door, and then handed the information to Zhefei, "Zhefei, is this the information you reported?"

  Zhefei took it over and looked at it carefully, showing an embarrassed expression, "Su Section Chief, I reported it, and my handwriting is ugly."

   "It's very rare to be able to read." Su Chende patted Zhefei's shoulder, "This information, this Jiao Kui, do you think what he said is true?"

   "Jiao Kui dare not lie to me." Zhe Fei said immediately, "He was almost beaten to death before, and I saved him."

   "Okay." Su Chende nodded with a smile, "What do you think of this man who draws a gun?"

   "There is a problem." Zhefei said.

   "Tell me the reason." Su Chende threw a cigarette over, "Why isn't this person bragging?"

"There are a lot of people with guns, which is not uncommon. There are also many people who dare to draw guns when they are drunk." Zhefei said, "However, dare to say that there are very few people who kill Japanese people. Drunk people see a lot. Even if you are really drunk, you still have a guard in your mouth, if you are going to die, no one would dare to use your life to play drunk."

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