It was already 11:30 in the evening, but the lights were still bright in the office of the director on the second floor of Jigo Alley. Hu Die's song "When Will You Come Again" was playing from the gramophone opposite the desk.
Dai Jiangshan didn't sleep. Ever since he became the director of the Secret Service, he rarely slept for more than 5 hours a day. It was the same today. He had to wait until the telecommunications department compiled all the intelligence received that day before he could rest.
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"Virgo, there's an urgent call!"
Secretary Tang Zong's voice came from outside the door. Dai Yunong said softly "Hmm" and turned off the phonograph. The door was pushed open and Tang Zong walked in holding a telex newspaper.
"Virgin, there is a call from Peking. Please read it!" Tang Zong handed over the telegraph newspaper in his hand.
The goods have been received. Please come and pick them up today. Assistant Manager of Yanda Library, Zhou.
It was a simple seventeen words, but Dai Jiangshan read it for a full minute. It wasn't that he couldn't understand it, but he just didn't believe it.
Got the goods?
A few days ago, he received the batch of cultural relics that Wang Tianmu asked someone to transport back. Unfortunately, the most important items were missing. The letter accompanying the goods made it clear that the remaining half of the batch of goods were fakes.
Dai Jiangshan was mentally prepared for this matter. Several years ago, he had seen some cultural relics that had been circulated from the Forbidden City in Peking. It was no secret that those eunuchs were stealing cultural relics in Peiping, and Dai Jiangshan had no suspicion.
I had too much hope. I sent Geng Chaozhong over this time, but it was just a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Unexpectedly, this guy actually found the original thing!
Great job!
Even the principal and the principal's wife were very concerned about this batch of cultural relics, and gave themselves a death order to ensure that they were returned to Zhao intact. If it were not for the principal's strict order, he would not have released Geng Chaozhong from Laohuqiao.
Now it seems that I have hired the right person!
Dai Jiangshan raised his head, his eyes shining with excitement. He gently stroked the ceramic teapot on the table. After pondering for a moment, he ordered Tang Zong:
"Send a few capable people to Peiping and go to the Yan University Library to find an associate director named Zhou. Note that the address is sealed and will be opened at the ground. No one can know it except the leader!"
"Okay!" Tang Zong agreed. After thinking about it, he turned around and asked, "Virgin, who would be better to send?"
"Oh," Dai Jiangshan's face condensed slightly, "Just send Wang Jianqiu! Let him pick a few people from the six groups, preferably all old subordinates who have been in the future."
"Understood!" Tang Zong agreed, turned around and walked out.
"Wait!" Dai Jiangshan stopped Tang Zong again, "Let Wang Jianqiu come see me tomorrow morning."
"Okay," Tang Zong said, "then do you want to call Peiping back?"
"Just reply with the word 'very comforted'. There is no need to say anything else. For the specific matters, I will ask Wang Jianqiu to bring the letter." Dai Jiangshan said.
After Tang Zong walked out, Dai Jiangshan took out a piece of paper from the drawer and started writing a letter.
.......
Geng Chaozhong waited for half an hour and finally received a telegram reply from Nanjing, but in translation there was only two words: "Very comforted."
Geng Chaozhong shook his head. This was Virgo's usual style. Although there were only two words, Geng Chaozhong knew that Virgo must be very satisfied. It seemed that someone would come to Peking to find him soon.
Lighting a match, burning the note, Geng Chaozhong quickly left the laboratory.
At the same time, a black car drove into the Japanese Consulate in Peiping under the cover of night. The entrance of the consulate was brightly lit, and all the embassy staff were divided into two lines and lined up on both sides of the hall. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the black car that had just entered the embassy.
On top of the car.
Obviously, someone important was present.
The car stopped, and Nobuyoshi Muto, who was standing at the door, rushed to the car door and opened the car door diligently. An old man wearing a suit and holding a civilized stick stepped out of the car. This man was about fifty years old.
Slightly bald, with an inverted eyebrow, and two triangular eyes shining in the dark, it is obvious at a glance that he is someone who has been in a high position for a long time.
He glanced at everyone present, and the whole audience immediately shouted in unison:
"Welcome Director Doihara to visit and inspect!"
This person is the top leader of the Japanese secret service who planned the Manchuria-Mongolia Incident and single-handedly led the North China Autonomy: Doihara!
Doihara nodded slightly, bowed slightly to all the embassy staff, and then slowly walked into the embassy gate with the support of Nobuyoshi Muto.
After a while, the two people appeared in a luxurious room in the embassy.
"Muto, I told you before not to engage in such ostentation, have you forgotten?" Doihara cast a sidelong glance at Muto who was standing next to him.
"Hey! Don't forget your humble position! You know your mistakes despite your humble position!" A drop of cold sweat broke out on Muto's forehead, and he quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.
"Forget it, for the sake of your recent annihilation of Peking Station, I won't argue with you," Doihara Wenming's stick hit the Yuhua stone floor, "Consul Nakano has already gone to Nanjing?"
"Yes, after hosting a banquet for dignitaries from all walks of life in Peiping yesterday afternoon, we have already set off." Muto replied.
"Well," Doihara nodded, "Are you familiar with Consul Koizumi who is coming to Peiping?"
"We met once when we were in Tokyo. At that time, he was still the deputy director of the Tokyo Foreign Affairs Office." Muto replied.
"Well, Consul Koizumi has been in charge of Daocheng for many years. He is a friendly person and is particularly good at handling relations with the local government and all walks of life. The hundreds of thousands of imperial expats in Daocheng all speak highly of him, so His Majesty the Emperor decided to send him to Peking to take charge.
Foreign affairs, do you understand what this means?" Doihara said.
"My subordinates understand," Muto Nobuyoshi nodded quickly, "Beiping has achieved de facto autonomy, and the number of imperial expatriates coming to Peiping is bound to increase significantly. Consul Koizumi has rich experience in managing expatriates, and I believe he will be able to complete the empire's great mission of managing North China!"
"This is just a meaning," Doihara said with a bit of disappointment on his face, "What's more important is the situation in Peiping. Some things can be obtained through war, but some things cannot be obtained. Consul Koizumi came to Peiping. The most important thing is
The task is not to manage the imperial expatriates, but to appease the Chinese people. If you do not grasp this well and still use the tough methods of the past to solve the problem, I am afraid you will disappoint His Majesty the Emperor."
"I understand that His Majesty sent Consul Koizumi to Peiping for the purpose of making the empire's concept of Asia's unity and Asia's co-prosperity deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and reducing the resistance to the empire's future rule of North China and even the entire China." Muto lowered his head and said.
"Yes, only if you understand this can you grasp the key points of future work. Bring a pen and paper!" Doihara suddenly waved his hand.
Muto understood, and quickly took out the four treasures of the study that had been prepared, arranged them on a long desk.
This is the habit of Chief Doihara. Everywhere he goes, he will leave a message for his subordinates.
"I give you four words, please remember them firmly."
Doihara nodded with satisfaction, and with a swipe of his pen, four powerful characters immediately appeared on the snow-white rice paper: