Chapter 629: Meeting

The tenth day of the beginning of the year, the day of execution.

Zhang Yong took his subordinates and took the train to Shanghai.

Yesterday, he received an order from headquarters, asking him to immediately take the police cadets to Shanghai.

I don't know the specific task, just one word: come.

Presumably it is urgent.

Could it be related to Shan Ying? Judging by the date, Shan Ying should be almost in Shanghai. Maybe some preliminary work needs to be done.

For example, Shanghai could be tidied up a bit to welcome the guests.

Later, I learned that the Director himself was in Shanghai. He had returned from Tianjin.

The Director had stayed in Jinling for two days to meet with the Commissioner. Then he rushed to Shanghai. Obviously, something very important must be going on here.

'Clang, clang...'

'Clang, clang...'

The sound of the wheels was deafening.

Zhang Yong sat by the window, dozing off. There was a sleeper, but he didn't fall asleep.

He didn't sleep well last night.

He's been thinking about the false intelligence for the past few days.

But no matter how hard he thinks, he can't come up with a solution. It seems like nothing big has happened recently.

Something that would attract international spies. There really isn't anything.

He had to give up.

He'll go back to Shanghai first and see what the situation is like.

After returning from Tianjin, he never really settled down in Shanghai.

I guess a lot of people and things in Shanghai have changed.

Last year on this day, in this gate, people's faces and peach blossoms reflected each other in red. I don't know where the people's faces have gone, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

I guess the Japanese spies on the Bund have all been replaced.

But it doesn't matter. As long as I can still make money.

According to the internal briefing materials from the Special Affairs Department, Akagi Takasumi's position has now been taken over by Kagezawa Teisho.

Kagezawa Teiaki, later a famous veteran spy of the Mei Agency. He also had a very close relationship with No. 76. This guy is clearly not to be trifled with.

In fact, he really wasn't. Kagezawa Teiaki kept a low profile and rarely showed his face. In the huge Fuxing Society Secret Service, it was impossible to find a single photo of him.

In other words, even if you met him face to face, you might not be able to recognise him.

Perhaps this was the main reason why the head of the department wanted to transfer him to Shanghai. No one can match Zhang Yong in identifying Japanese spies. No one can learn it either.

It's completely unscientific.

It's beyond comprehension.

No one can learn it except Zhang Yong himself.

'Clang, clang...'

'Clang, clang...'

The train continued on its journey.

The police cadets on the train were all very excited.

Many of them were going to a big city like Shanghai for the first time. They were full of hope for the future.

Qin Lishan stayed in Hangzhou with the old team.

Hangzhou was quiet for the time being. The Japanese spies seemed to be inactive. It was a world of difference from Shanghai.

The Bund in Shanghai was truly an international stage!

This was the only choice if one wanted to deal with espionage agencies from various countries.

'Captain, we've arrived.'

'Good.'

Zhang Yong silently opened his eyes.

Shanghai, I'm back.

I, Zhang Yong, am back. Hehe. I wonder if anyone will welcome me back.

I guess most people just want to shoot me.

Hehe. Who's afraid of whom...

Suddenly, a tag appeared.

Zhang Yong's heart skipped a beat. He discovered that it was Li Yuanqing.

Huh?

This guy is here too?

He's not on the train. He's nearby. He's probably getting ready to leave the station.

If I'm not mistaken, the train this guy is on should be the one before. It just so happens to be different from his, Zhang Yong.

What a pity. They're not on the same train. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would definitely want to look good in front of the other party.

Flattering the Japanese spy like this. He must be a traitor.

Sooner or later, I'll get rid of this guy.

Observe obliquely. I discovered that Li Yuanqing is not alone. There are three other people around him.

The map shows that these three are white dots. They are not Japanese.

He is secretly puzzled.

Kurimoto Aoki went to Hangzhou without any entourage. Why did he bring people back?

What is this guy up to? What did he go to Hangzhou for?

He raises the binoculars. He wants to take a closer look. However, he finds that there is already a patrol car driving and picking him up.

The three people he brought did not get in the car. Instead, they scattered. They disappeared in the crowd without a sound. It seems that all traces have disappeared.

'They've gone,'

said Yang Lichu's voice.

Zhang Yong pulled back from his thoughts. He nodded. He stood up. He was getting ready to get off the bus.

Han Li and Chen Yue had already led the team and set up a perimeter around the area. Everyone looked like they were facing a major enemy. It was quite a scene.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw it, they would think that the Director was here!

Anyway, the Director doesn't have this much pomp and circumstance.

The last time the Director went to North China, he didn't even bring more than a hundred people. He only brought fifty or so.

However, Zhang Yong didn't mind.

These people were not arranged by him. They were arranged by the Director. He didn't care about that.

If the Director minded, he could just pull the people away.

Someone came up.

Zhang Yong recognised the person, it was the Director's secretary Lin.

'Secretary Lin.'

'Captain Zhang, the Director asks you to go to Taoranju near the pier.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong immediately got into the car.

There were definitely not enough vehicles. There were only five.

Zhang Yong could only take a small team to the destination. The rest could only be temporarily arranged to stay at the Shanghai Station.

Zhang Yong did not need to worry about these details.

Since he had come to the Bund, he could just leave everything to the Shanghai Station. Someone at the Shanghai Station was responsible for the reception.

Close your eyes and relax.

Monitor the map silently. Count the number of small red dots.

One...

Five...

Ten...

After all, this is Shanghai! There are just so many Japanese people.

Good, the household will be taken care of from now on. As long as I catch a few fat lambs, this year's funding will be taken care of...

Soon, the car arrived at Taoranju.

There was nothing unusual to be seen around. But the inside was different.

The map showed that there were many weapons symbols inside Taoranju. This meant that there were a lot of people with guns. Obviously, they were close to the seat of the department.

The car stopped.

A figure walked out of it. It was Dai Yice.

He really is the most trusted of the trusted. The head of the household never goes out without him.

Back then, the idea was that people from the same clan or hometown were the most reliable. Or at least from the same hometown. That's why Jiang liked to promote people from his hometown in particular. He felt they were more reliable. Other warlords did the same. Yan the Westerner, for example, liked people from Wutai in Shanxi Province.

'Shaolong.'

'Team Leader Dai!'

'You've worked hard. The head of the household is in a meeting.'

'Should I wait?'

'What for? They're all waiting for you.'

'Dai, give me a heads-up on who's there. I want to be prepared.'

'Apart from Secretary Mao, they're all here.'

'Don't keep me in suspense...'

Zhang Yong shook Dai Yice's hand.

A stack of US dollars passed without comment.

Dai Yice accepted them with a smile.

'Section Chief Zhou, Section Chief Wang, Station Chief Jia, Team Leader Liu, Team Leader Kou, they're all here.'

'So many people?'

'What are you afraid of? You're the red-hot favourite in the department! Everyone warmly welcomes your arrival!'

'No, let me stretch first, I'm so nervous.'

Zhang Yong stops.

Breathes deeply. Tries hard to calm himself down.

Okay. Although part of it is an act. But I am indeed a little nervous. Mainly because this kind of meeting seems to be very high-level?

At least it's above team leader level. And the head of the department is presiding in person.

He has basically met everyone. Except for Wang Shiyong, the head of operations.

Before this, Wang Shiyong was also busy with something, and Zhang Yong never met him. Li Boqi also rarely mentioned him.

Most of the time, it was Zhou Weilong, the intelligence chief, who appeared.

'Oh, there's also Zhou Hao.'

'He is...'

'The head of the third division.'

'The third division?'

'That is, the headquarters special forces.'

'Oh.'

Zhang Yong said he knew.

He secretly increased his vigilance. The Chief's arrangement of the Headquarters Secret Service coming here, it can't be to arrest someone, can it?

It seems that the Headquarters Secret Service is the one that comes out to arrest people within the organisation.

That Zhou Hao seems to have a nickname, called Lai Junchen. It means that he is very vicious. People in the office rarely mention him.

If the Chief has a boning knife in his hand, it is this Zhou Hao.

'Let's go!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong calmed down.

He followed Dai Yice steadily to the outside of the meeting room.

He knocked on the door.

'Come in!'

The voice of the department head came.

It seemed nothing special. It just sounded a little distant?

Zhang Yong then pushed the door in.

The meeting room inside was very large. It was very empty. The seats were in the middle.

No wonder the voice sounded a little distant.

If you speak quietly, you don't have to worry about eavesdropping. People outside can't hear a thing.

Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong is calm.

Sticking your head out is a death sentence, but hiding it is also a death sentence. What's there to be afraid of?

He has a gun on him. The others don't have any weapons. He's not afraid of a fight.

When the time comes, he'll just pull out his gun and start shooting...

Attention.

Salute.

'Director!'

'You're here? Good, good, sit! Sit!'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong looks around.

Oh, there's an empty seat next to Dai Yice.

So he walked steadily over.

He sat down.

He sat upright, eyes straight ahead.

He felt like everyone was staring at him. So he straightened his back even more.

'Let's start the meeting.'

'Yes.'

'I'll call you back. The topic of today's meeting is the Big Thunderstorm Plan.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong answered reflexively.

But inside, he was muttering to himself. What is it? The Big Thunderstorm Plan?

The topic of today's meeting is the Big Thunderstorm Plan? I'm stunned. It seems that I just made this plan up...

It seems that the situation has already developed quite a bit.

The secret service has already held a meeting to discuss it. The head of the department even presided over the meeting himself. Everyone who attended the meeting was a big shot. At least they were all team leaders.

It seems that the situation is quite serious...

'No recording or note-taking is allowed. Communicate verbally and remember with your brain.'

'No leaks. No personal note-taking is allowed.'

The department head solemnly reminded him.

Zhang Yong understood that this was directed specifically at him.

'Yes,'

he replied hastily.

The department head nodded. Then he sighed.

'The Germans take this matter very seriously. The advisory group met with the commander-in-chief and mentioned this matter, demanding that we fully assist in the investigation,' the department head said slowly. "The Gestapo will also send someone to personally investigate. They have already boarded the ship in Hamburg and will arrive in two months.'

'Gestapo?" Zhang Yong looked at the others in shock.

Is this a big deal?

The Germans are going to investigate themselves?

Damn it...

It's not going to backfire, is it?

They won't find out the truth, will they?

Hey...

It's just some fighter plane technical data, don't be so nervous!

The Germans are really something. Just leave it to us at the Special Investigation Department of the Restoration Society. What's the Gestapo doing here? They're not an intelligence agency.

By the way, what is the German intelligence agency? Could it be that the Gestapo is in charge of it?

Keep a low profile.

Act like you don't know anything.

'Shao Long,' the department head suddenly called out, "what do you know about the Big Thunderstorm Project?'

'Reporting to the department head," Zhang Yong stood up.

'Sit down and talk.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong sat down again.

He organised his thoughts a little. Then he said,

'I also found the data from the Japanese spy. But where the data came from, I don't know.'

Zhang Yong lied with his eyes wide open.

He blamed the spy for everything.

'That's the whole point,' the chief said sternly. "Where did the data come from? We must find out.'

'What if it was leaked from within Germany?" Zhang Yong hesitated.

'We must investigate that as well.'

'Yes,'

Zhang Yong replied.

For three seconds, he regretted fabricating this false information.

But then, after three seconds, he changed his mind. He felt that he would have to continue fabricating false information in the future.

There was nothing he could do. He didn't know anything about intelligence. So he had to make up false information.

He just didn't expect it to get so big.

The worst thing was that it had gotten so big, but it seemed that no one had found a way to make money from it yet.

Now even the Gestapo was involved. But he hadn't earned a single penny from Project Thunderstorm. Fortunately, it had cost nothing. Otherwise, it would have been a huge loss.

'Okay. That's the basic situation. If you have any ideas, feel free to speak up!' the head of the department said.

Then there was a lull.

Everyone pretended to be thinking. Not a word was spoken.

Zhang Yong looked at Zhou Weilong.

Zhou Weilong's expression did not change.

Zhang Yong looked at Jia Tengying again.

Station Chief Jia was also keeping his head down.

Well, these bigwigs are no different from schoolchildren.

They're all afraid of being asked a question by the teacher.

The Director said, 'The head of the German advisory group, General Falkenhayn, will personally look into this matter.'

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. Things seem to have really gotten serious.

Fortunately, it's not my problem.

Whatever!

Since things are already out of control, let's just eat first...

No, let's have a meeting first.

Yes, a meeting.

A meeting...