The next morning, Mao Renfeng and Zhang Shizhao arrived at the Wanguo Hotel early.
At 10:50, Wen Nayuntai finally arrived late because of Shanshan. He first pretended to confess to Mao Renfeng and Zhang Shizhao, and then led them straight to room 403.
Zhang Shizhao felt a little unhappy, but Mao Renfeng didn't care at all.
When he came to Bangkok, Mao Renfeng did not come to discuss cooperation with Siam at all. He came to assassinate Yue Weihan. As long as he could see Wen Nayuntai and have the opportunity to observe this person's work and rest patterns and behavioral habits, it was enough.
As for the so-called negotiations that follow, they are simply dispensable.
Both sides dealt with it in vain, and the secret conversation only lasted for more than ten minutes and ended hastily.
Mao Renfeng and Zhang Shizhao sent Wen Na Yuntai to the hotel gate. When they were about to leave the gate, Mao Renfeng deliberately lagged half a step behind and winked at the secret agent who had been waiting in the hotel lobby. The secret agent nodded in understanding, and immediately
He followed out of the hotel lobby, got into another car rented at a high price from a rental company, and followed Wen Nayuntai's motorcade.
More than two hours later, the spy responsible for tracking returned to the Siam Station office.
Mao Renfeng found an excuse to push Zhang Shizhao away, and then asked the agent: "Have you followed him home?"
"We're home." The agent said with certainty, "I have confirmed it from multiple channels that it is Wen Na Yuntai's mansion!"
Mao Renfeng still had great trust in the tracking ability of his agent. She nodded happily and said: "Very good. Now that the target has been determined, it is time to implement the second step. Wen Na Yuntai will leave Wanguo at noon today."
When we were at the hotel, I wonder if you noticed the briefcase in his hand?"
"Of course." The agent said without hesitation, "It's a black briefcase."
"Yes, that's the black briefcase." Mao Renfeng said, "Tonight you try to sneak into Wen Na Yuntai's mansion and steal the briefcase!"
"Steal the briefcase?" the agent said solemnly, "Director, do you want to plant a bomb in it?"
"Yes." Mao Renfeng nodded and said in a dark voice, "On the way to Siam, I have thought about it again and again. We have no chance of getting close to Luang Phibun, and there is no way we can send someone to make up for it.
His attendant, and even if our man Qiao Zhuang becomes Luan Piwen's attendant, he may not be able to enter the negotiation venue!"
After saying this, Mao Renfeng said again: "In short, it is almost impossible for our people to enter the negotiation venue. Therefore, the only chance to assassinate Yue Weihan is to put the bomb into Wen Na Yuntai's briefcase and ask him to help us
Bring a bomb into the venue and kill Yue Weihan!"
"Understood." The agent said, "I'm going to visit some places first to get familiar with the environment."
"Go." Mao Renfeng nodded, "Remember, your hands and feet must be clean, and there must be no traces left!"
"Director, don't worry. When did I miss you?" The agent waved his hand, his words full of confidence.
Mao Renfeng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this. Before joining the army, this subordinate was a famous Liang Shang gentleman in the world. Whether he was scouting places or breaking into houses, he never failed. At that time, Wang Jingwei had secretly communicated with the Japanese in top-secret documents.
He stole it from the safe in the underground secret room of Wang Mansion.
Two days later, it was two o'clock in the morning.
Two black cars drove silently into a small alley near the Yuntai Mansion in Wen Na. After turning off the engine, the black cars completely blended into the dark alley. If they did not pass by, pedestrians would not be able to do so.
I found that there were actually two cars parked here.
The car door opened, and a black figure got out of the car silently, and immediately disappeared into the boundless night.
Mao Renfeng and the other six agents stayed in the car and watched their agents leave. Mao Renfeng lit a cigarette and began a long and lonely wait. However, Mao Renfeng was not too worried. Wen Na
The security measures at Yuntai Mansion are not very strict, but any well-trained agent can easily sneak into it, let alone a former thief?
In just over half an hour, the special agent in charge of the operation sneaked into Wen Nayuntai's mansion with ease.
After more than half an hour, the agents successfully stole Wen Nayuntai's briefcase and then returned to the alley.
The six agents who stayed behind quickly got out of the car and blocked the alley one after another. Mao Renfeng turned on the flashlight immediately, then took out the spy camera that had been prepared long ago and looked at the spy camera that the agents had stolen.
Dozens of photos were taken of the briefcase, not even the smallest details inside the briefcase were missed.
It only takes less than five minutes to get everything done.
The special agent in charge of the theft immediately got out of the car and sneaked into Wen Nayuntai's mansion again with his briefcase. Before Wen Nayuntai got up to go to work, he had to return the briefcase intact to its original place!
After a night of silence, Wen Nayuntai got up in the morning, picked up his briefcase and went to work.
At noon, dozens of photos were developed. Mao Renfeng placed the photos on the table casually, then lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought at the photos on the table. Amidst the smoke, Mao Renfeng
One possibility after another flashed through Mao Renfeng's mind like lightning, and was immediately forgotten by him.
Finally, Mao Renfeng took out one of the dozens of photos.
What appears in this photo is a soft-shell notebook, which is two fingers thick. This notebook was placed in the briefcase when it was stolen. More importantly, this notebook is still very new, only on the front.
There are some contents recorded on two pages, so it can be predicted that, at least in a short period of time, Wen Nayuntai will not change the notebook.
That’s it! Mao Renfeng gave a high five and immediately called the blasting expert brought from China into the office.
The blasting expert looked at the photo, then nodded heavily and said, "No problem, such a big notebook is enough for me to install two high-explosive bombs in it." After that, the blasting expert looked at Mao Renfeng's office desk again.
Leng Ran said, "There's nothing wrong with blowing up an office like this. No one inside will survive."
"We also need to add an explosive device!" Mao Renfeng said ferociously, "As long as the notebook is opened, it will explode!"
Mao Renfeng really has a good plan. If everything goes well and Wen Nayuntai really brings this "modified" notebook into the negotiation venue, then when he opens the notebook, the negotiation will almost start. People on both sides estimate that
We have already sat at the negotiating table. If a bomb is detonated at this time, who will be spared?
It’s okay if Yue Weihan doesn’t come, but if he comes, he will be dead!
As for the remaining issues, such as customizing an identical notebook, installing a bomb in it, and how to swap this notebook with the notebook in Wen Nayuntai's briefcase at the right time, these are all details.
For Mao Renfeng, a senior spy, it was a piece of cake.
Siam-Myanmar border, Yessu Town.
As early as two days ago, Ma Fugui's special operations brigade had taken control of the entire town.
At this moment, Ma Zhankui is leading hundreds of plainclothes spies from the operations office to conduct a blanket search of the entire town, even refusing to let go of the stinky sewers. To the enemy, Ma Zhankui is a disgusting vicious dog.
, but for Yue Weihan, Ma Zhankui is definitely the most trustworthy bodyguard!
Ma Zhankui knew very well that he had a heavy responsibility, so he was extremely careful during inspections.
"Hey, brother Zhankui, I think you are really careful enough?" Ma Fugui, who has been promoted to captain, crossed his arms and sat under the shade of a big tree at the entrance of the town. He smiled half-heartedly and said to Ma Zhankui, "In this town?
You guys have almost caught all the leeches, so if you have that spare time, you might as well sit down and drink a few sips of herbal tea to recuperate your energy."
"Haha, as the old saying goes, it's always good to be careful." Ma Zhankui waved his hand, then led the wolf dog and walked past Ma Fugui, saying as he walked, "The future of millions of brothers in the expeditionary force is tied to the chief executive.
Regarding safety, as the director of operations, I dare not be negligent in the slightest."
Ma Fugui frowned and said, "But there are no assassins in the grass?"
"It's impossible to tell." Ma Zhankui shook his head and said disapprovingly, "Although the terrain here is inconspicuous, it seems that even a child cannot be hidden, but the more unexpected the place, the more likely it is to be taken advantage of. Really
A master of assassination can often launch surprise attacks from unexpected places, which is really hard to guard against."
"If you ask me, the key lies in this!" Ma Fugui raised the Browning pistol in his hand and said with a cold expression, "Instead of wasting the trouble of searching everywhere, it is better to practice your reaction speed. If you really want it, how long will it take?"
The eagle-eyed assassin was hiding nearby and trying to sneak attack the main building. Before he could shoot, my bullet would definitely have blown off his head."
Speaking of which, it's not just a day or two that the Special Forces' King of Soldiers can't stand the agents of the Operations Division.
In the eyes of the special forces, these plainclothes soldiers have no ability at all, but they receive a military salary of 80 yuan per month, which is 10 yuan more than these soldiers, which makes them feel sad.
How to be convinced?
In Myanmar, the special forces soldiers are the masters of walking sideways. Even if American soldiers or British ghosts see them, they will have to walk around obediently. But there is only one group of people they cannot afford to offend, and that is the operations department.
There is nothing we can do about it, these plainclothes agents in the Operations Office are the "Jin Yiwei" of the Chinese Expeditionary Force!
Therefore, when quarreling with Ma Zhankui, Ma Fugui also had a gun and a stick.
"Really?" Ma Zhankui cooed at the big shade tree not far away, "What if the assassin is a sniper and hides in that big tree? You can still get there before the assassin shoots.
Blow his brains out?”
"Ah? This..." Ma Fugui was speechless upon hearing this.
"Okay, big brother, you and I are all from the same family, so why bother getting angry here?" Ma Zhankui said with a smile, "Besides, this time is related to the safety of the chief executive, so there is no room for any mistakes."
"Okay, I understand." Ma Fugui said angrily, "Since Brother Zhankui has said so, what else can I say?" After saying that, Ma Fugui turned back to the special operations captains behind him and said
, "You idiots, please listen to me. You must fully cooperate with the operations department to take action later. Do you hear me?"
"I know." Several special operations captains agreed lazily, without the slightest enthusiasm that a soldier should have.
But if anyone mistakenly thinks that this is just a group of arrogant and arrogant veterans, they are totally wrong. This group of warrior kings have just lost the heroic spirit of ordinary soldiers. This is like a sword, which is usually used
The sword is hidden in its scabbard, but once it is taken out of the scabbard, it becomes a murderous weapon!
At ten o'clock in the morning, with the cooperation of the special operations brigade, the operations office controlled all the commanding heights around the town that were suitable for sniping. All the hidden places on both sides of the road entering the town where bombs might be placed were also checked. Then Ma Zhankui and Ma Fugui took the
The whole town was under control, and no one was allowed to leave but not to enter!
After confirming that there was no danger, Yue Weihan's motorcade drove into the town in a mighty manner.
At 12 o'clock at noon, Siamese Prime Minister Luang Phibun finally arrived at Yessu Town under the escort of a regiment.
In comparison, Luang Phibun's security measures were much inferior. If Yue Weihan also had this level of security, he would have been killed by the Japanese or the military many times.
Seeing that the Siamese finally appeared, Ma Fugui spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, and then walked to the middle of the road with a golden sword. His eyes squinted at the Siamese major who was leading the way.
The local said: "Stop, all the armed personnel accompanying us for protection will stay outside, and only relevant personnel are allowed to enter the venue."
A Siamese translator invited in advance translated Ma Fugui's words.
The Siamese major who was the first to clear the way was furious and was about to draw his gun to threaten him. However, before he could draw his gun, the pistol in the holster had already reached the hands of the Chinese opponent, and the black muzzle of the gun was already pointed at him.
Aiming at his temple, the Siamese major was shocked and did not dare to act rashly again.
"Ka ka ka." The Siamese soldiers who followed up quickly raised their guns and pulled the bolts repeatedly.
"Boy, you are too young to play with a gun in front of grandpa!" Ma Fugui turned a blind eye to the hundreds of guns pointed at him. First he unloaded the magazine quickly and then threw the empty gun back to the Siamese Major.
, then he pointed his finger and whistled, and suddenly a dozen shiny Browning heavy machine guns were poked out of the windows of houses on both sides of the road.
"Grandpa, say it again." Ma Fugui put his hands behind his back and said carelessly, "All armed personnel should stay outside, and only relevant personnel are allowed in!"
When the two sides were in a stalemate, the real owner finally appeared.
Luang Piwen appeared accompanied by Wen Nayuntai and several entourages. This old boy was quite discerning and knew that Yue Weihan would never embarrass him at this time, so he showed up generously. After listening to Siam
According to the translator's translation, Luang Phibun ordered the Siamese troops to stay outside the town without hesitation, and then led Boon Nayuntai and others straight to the venue.
"Wait a minute." Just when Luan Piwen and others were about to enter the venue, Ma Zhankui appeared.
"What? Are there any questions?" Luang Phibun looked at the accompanying Siamese translator at a loss.
Ma Zhankui didn't say much nonsense. He just waved his hand, and several plainclothes agents swarmed up and began to carefully search the bodies of Luang Piwen, Wen Nayuntai and other entourage members.
The person in charge of searching Wen Nayuntai was a young plainclothes man. He first carefully examined Wen Nayuntai's body, even the crotch and soles of his shoes. Finally, the plainclothesman began to check Wen Nayuntai's briefcase.
Opening the briefcase, there was only a notebook, a stack of documents and a pen inside.
The plainclothesman carefully checked the briefcase and made sure that there was no sandwich and no foreign matter in the leather.
Finally, the plainclothesman picked up the buttoned soft-shell notebook again, squeezed it and rubbed it. After making sure that there were no hard objects hidden inside, he put the notebook and the stack of documents back into the briefcase, and then began to carefully
Examining the last remaining pen, the plainclothesman, although young, had seen the world and knew the trick of hiding a pistol in a pen.