A few years ago, when Geng Chaozhong was engaged in intelligence in Northeast China, he opened a clock shop. He used clocks to transport intelligence, which was both concealed and safe. Shi Jiangshan had seen it before. Now when he saw this clock, he immediately thought
Get up - it seems that Yun Wei has followed suit and has learned this trick.
After reminiscing for a moment, Dai Jiangshan finally remembered Tang Zong and said with a smile:
"Yes, you hadn't joined the Secret Service at that time. Our Secret Service wasn't called the Secret Service at that time, it was called the Secret Investigation Team. This method of sending intelligence by clock was the first one that Lao Liu started to use."
Tang Zong was also overjoyed and said with a smile: "I guess Yun Wei put a lot of effort into getting in touch with us, but now it's fine. If we get in touch in the future, we will have a foundation in Japan!"
Virgo was noncommittal. If Yun Wei was still lurking in the Special High School, it would be of high value. But now it seems that he is just a small policeman in the Japanese police agency. Even if he is contacted, what can he do?
The people below worked quickly, and after a while, a handsome young man ran over with a set of tools for removing watches. These are special talents specially trained by the Secret Service. In order to lurk, many people have trained in other professions. This young man’s
A side job is as a watchmaker.
"Go ahead, be careful, don't break the parts!" Tang Zong ordered.
The young man was busy for a while, and it was obvious that he was not very skilled in the business. However, after more than half an hour, he finally took the watch apart. He opened the interlayer between the dial and the spring of the pocket watch, and carefully took out a thin piece of paper with tweezers.
Thin straw paper. The straw paper was very thin and folded into small squares. He took out the straw paper and handed it to the virgin, and said diligently:
"Virgo, the things have been taken out!"
Dai Jiangshan nodded slightly to express his satisfaction. After the young man left, he picked up the small piece of paper folded into four squares and unfolded it carefully. It turned out to be a secret letter, covered with tiny characters. It seemed that the writer was indeed
It took a lot of effort.
As soon as Tang Zong saw the small characters, he had already brought a magnifying glass from the side. Virgo nodded and began to look at the sun carefully. Tang Zong did not dare to look at it. He just stood aside and took a look at Virgo's face from time to time.
Virgo's face was expressionless. After looking at it for five or six minutes, he put down the magnifying glass and nodded:
"You guessed it right, it is indeed Yun Wei. He is now working as a trainee detective at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in Japan. He solved several cases not long after he took office, and now he has become a full-time employee! This kid Yun Wei does have some tricks up his sleeve!"
"Then, how should we use this line in the future?" Tang Zong asked.
"There is another news in the secret letter," Virgo raised his head and glanced at Tang Zong, as if he was thinking about whether to say it or not. After a moment, he finally said:
"Yunwei has investigated that the Japanese Super High School will establish a secret spy school in the suburban counties around Tokyo to train professional spy talents in batches. It should be to prepare for further invasion of China. Yun Wei, as a special high school in China,
The former retired personnel were selected.”
"What?!" Tang Zong was startled. After concentrating for a moment, he said excitedly: "Virgin, this news is so important! Once we sneak into this spy school, I'm afraid the future movements of this group of Japanese spies will be revealed to us.
Take full control!”
"Well," the director nodded slightly, "this is the reason why Yun Wei desperately took the risk to send the news back. He is afraid that once he is selected into the spy agency, he may not be able to contact us for a long time."
"Virgin, I think it is necessary for us to send a special person to Japan to establish a single line of contact with Yun Wei. This is a big deal, and we must think of a comprehensive strategy!" Tang Zong said with a frown.
"Yes, and also, the group of people who were suspected in Japan last time will be withdrawn, especially those who have met Yun Wei, and will be directly transferred back to the Nanjing headquarters, and no external transfer will be allowed within ten years!" said the leader!
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"Understood," Tang Zong nodded repeatedly, "I'll do my humble job now!"
"Yes." Virgo nodded, his eyes as heavy as a deep pool. A complete plan was slowly taking shape in his mind. He waved his hand and dismissed Tang Zong, and then began to lie on the table, thinking in detail.
Looking at the further operation plan for this matter - he has to think of a way to maximize the benefits from this news!
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Entering the 34th year, that is, the spring of the 23rd year of the Republic of China, the days passed very quickly. In this cold spring season, all forces seemed to be hibernating, planning what to do after the spring came and the flowers bloomed. Geng Chaozhong's "foreign friendship"
Association” is no exception.
This club, which was renamed "Yirle Friendship Salon", finally took shape after nearly two months of development. With the help of Director Hong and colleagues from Yan University, the club quickly entered the formal operation stage.
Every weekend, foreigners from all walks of life in Peiping come here to drink red wine, watch movies, and talk about literature and art. Of course, the foreign professors at Yanda undoubtedly play a role in "improving cultural style" in this regard.
In addition, some "beautiful ladies" naturally also participated with various purposes. Geng Chaozhong, who was well aware of the psychology of "upper-class people", would naturally not refuse.
Soon, the Yierle Friendship Salon became a well-known place that integrated multiple functions such as cultural exchanges, business cooperation, and finding a husband and wife. The manager of the club and the former director of the Yanda Library "Zhou Xuanhe"
Sir, he naturally became a well-known "upper class person" in Peiping.
However, in this environment, Mr. Zhou's wife, Miss Zhao, was naturally not too satisfied - she kept a close eye on her newlywed husband and came to check on him from time to time, which became a joke in the salon.
April 1st, which coincided with the "April Fool's Day" in the West, Geng Chaozhong was drinking and laughing with several dandies and beauties in Peiping as usual:
"Despite the popularity of western-style houses now, everyone thinks that the courtyard houses in old Peiping are old and rustic, but according to me, in seventy or eighty years, these courtyard houses will definitely be more valuable than the western-style houses!"
"I don't believe that a courtyard house can compete with a western-style building? It's ugly and inconvenient. When winter comes, the cold wind blows in. Who can stand it?" A young man wearing a suit and high-leg pants looked like an American in the 1930s.
The person interjected.
"Ahem, you don't know!" Geng Chaozhong glanced sideways at the young man, "My courtyard is different from others. For this location, I must choose the best prime location and hire a French designer to build it.
Interior decoration, asphalt road leads directly to the house, the minimum area must be 400 square meters, the latest bathtub, flush toilet, electric lights, everything that can be connected to him, there is a garden on the side, and there are
There is a British butler standing at the door of the swimming pool. He wears a wig and is a very gentleman. As soon as a guest comes in, no matter what the problem is, he has to say: "May I help you sir?" He speaks with an authentic British London accent, Beier.
Have a face!"
Geng Chaozhong's talk made the people around him burst into laughter, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense. The young man kept talking and was about to refute when the foreman at the front desk suddenly came over and reminded Geng Chaozhong:
"Lao Zhou, your phone number."
Geng Chaozhong specifically ordered others to call him Lao Zhou, mainly to highlight his difference. Geng Chaozhong agreed, leaving the noisy crowd aside, and quickly came to his office, picked up the phone, and heard a low voice.
sound:
"Mr. Zhou, my surname is Tang. If the boss wants to see you, he is downstairs."
Geng Chaozhong heard something familiar. Then he thought again, wasn't it Tang Zong's voice? He quickly lowered his head and looked out the window, and saw a young man in a coat standing in front of a black car. Who could it be if it wasn't Tang Zong?
It seemed that the person in the black car was undoubtedly Virgo. Geng Chaozhong was slightly shocked. Virgo came to Peiping from Nanjing without any prior notice. What happened?
Thinking of this, Geng Chaozhong did not dare to neglect, walked out quickly, said hello to the front desk, and walked quickly downstairs.