Mr. Mao of the Military Intelligence Bureau accompanied the capital headquarters, and was ordered by Director Dai to personally lead two senior agents to infiltrate Songhu through secret channels.

Mr. Mao knew very well that at this time, the Songhu Intelligence Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau was wantonly and frantically purged by the Japanese puppet spy organization in the occupied area, and the entire organization was unprecedentedly destroyed.

As for the reliability of the military intelligence agents who escaped the large-scale search and arrest of the Japanese puppet spy organization and survived, he did not know.

For the safety of his life and the lives of the two senior agents around him, Mr. Mao decided not to contact the Songhu station of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and secretly arranged for the agents who were lurking and remained silent when he started to withdraw from Songhu.

After an emergency start-up, Mr. Mao ordered Zhu Fengshi, the assistant director of the Wanguo Hotel, to meet at 3:20 p.m. at the Hongmanli Cafe on Weihaiwei Street.

Zhu Fengshi received secret information, scared him into a cold sweat, how could he never have thought that Mr. Mao, the No. 2 person in the Military Intelligence Bureau, would take the risk of sneaking into Songhu, could it be that a major incident occurred in Songhu and must be handled by Mr. Mao himself?

At 3:05 p.m., Zhu Fengshi drove to Weihaiwei Street, parked at the door of a photo studio more than 20 meters away from Hongmanli Cafe, got out of the car and walked close to Hongmanli Cafe.

When approaching the café, Zhu Fengshi pretended to be a passerby to pass through the Hongmanli café for safety, and when he walked out of a dozen steps and didn't find anything suspicious, he turned around and walked into the café.

At this time, the café is rippling with warm Western music, the lights are dim, and there are many people, giving people a fantasy feeling.

There weren't many coffee drinkers, and judging from their vague expressions, they were all leisurely and chatting in a low voice while drinking coffee.

Zhu Fengshi saw a man in his thirties sitting in front of a table near the northwest corner, not only walked over slowly, but sat down in front of a nearby table, and said to the waiter who came over:

"A cup of latte coffee, a plate of Dutch crispy beans, and a glass of sour plum juice."

The waiter who was sitting at the table drinking coffee beckoned to leave and whispered, "Please bring me another glass of pear juice and a glass of Australian yogurt." ”

Zhu Fengshi heard the guests near the table, issued a secret signal, and waited for the waiter to leave and asked in a low voice: "Sir, can you lend me the "Declaration" in your hand?" ”

"Yes, the front page of the "Declaration" is a little messy today, I don't know if it is the editor's carelessness or deliberate, it doesn't look so refreshing."

"Really? I'd like to see what's wrong. ”

Zhu Fengshi said and took the newspaper handed to him by the gentleman, looked at it a few times and responded: "Mr. is really high-minded, this headline on the front page is really uncomfortable to read, I wonder if Mr. is interested in discussing it?" ”

"Since this gentleman has Yaxing, you might as well sit down and let's discuss it together."

Zhu Fengshi immediately agreed to take the newspaper and sat at the same table with the gentleman, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then entered into a whispered exchange.

"You're a loach?" The guest looked at Zhu Fengshi extremely cautiously and asked.

"It's here, I don't know what Mr. has to do when he suddenly came to Songhu this time, if Zhu can serve you, it will be an honor." Zhu Fengshi was awakened for more than a year since the fall of Songhu.

He was suddenly awakened as a high-level agent who was lurking and silent, knowing that the identity of the gentleman in front of him must be extremely high, and ordinary agents were not qualified to wake him up.

But in the dim light, he couldn't see the gentleman's face very clearly, so he didn't dare to know what kind of person he was aware of the person who had awakened him.

"Loach, I am Mr. Mao from my hometown, this time I personally came to Songhu to wake you up, mainly to investigate two things, one is the current situation of Songhu Station, and the other is to understand the situation of Yun Shangfeng, the head of the Criminal Investigation Section of the Investigation Department of the Special High Division."

Zhu Fengshi looked at the self-proclaimed 'No. 2 Mr. Mao in his hometown' sitting in front of him, not only was he almost shouted in surprise.

He controlled the horror in his heart and whispered: "Mr. Mao, you took the risk of sneaking into Songhu in the White Terror, is it just to implement these two things?" If so, then I will report back to you in detail, and please complete the investigation and leave as soon as possible, it is too dangerous here. ”

"Now that personal safety is no longer a pity, I hope you can tell the two things I want to investigate in as much detail as possible."

Zhu Fengshi quickly adjusted his thinking and began to explain the two things proposed by Mr. Mao in as much detail as possible, so as not to prevent this 'hometown No. 2 Mr. Mao' from continuing to venture to stay in Songhu in order to further implement it.

Once Mr. Mao suffers an accident, his life will come to an end.

Since the fall of Songhu, the Songhu Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau was transferred underground in advance to carry out anti-Japanese activities, and due to the frenzied hunting and killing of Japanese puppet spy organizations, the contact points under the Songhu Station were either destroyed or rounded up and suffered heavy casualties.

Of the arrested MIA agents, few were able to withstand the torture of the Japanese puppet secret service organizations, and some of the entire contact points defected.

Due to the successive defections and defection of the Songhu station agents, few organizations at all levels of the Songhu station that were operating underground were purged by the Japanese puppet organizations within a year.

Even if these agents who survived by luck lost their fighting spirit, they either lurked to prevent exposure and arrest, or took the initiative to join the Japanese puppet spy organization.

After listening to Zhu Fengshi, Mr. Mao learned the news a long time ago, according to the report on the organization of the Songhu Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau, but he did not expect that the Songhu Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau would suffer such heavy losses.

He couldn't help but lament in a low voice: "The Songhu Station has lost its combat role in the enemy's rear, and at this time, we must immediately replenish and deploy strong agents to reorganize the Songhu Station, otherwise we will lose the position of this big city." ”

Zhu Fengshi saw that Mr. Mao was depressed, lamented, and couldn't help but comfort him in a low voice: "Mr. Mao, a very active anti-Japanese force has recently appeared in Songhu, and from time to time it has pursued and killed those traitors and traitors who have fallen into the ground and defected to the Japanese puppet organization, which has scared those traitors and traitors into danger and panicked all day. ”

"Loach, do you know what the nature of this mysterious anti-Japanese organization is? How many of them are there and who are the main leaders? ”

"Mr. Mao, according to the information obtained, as well as the news spread in the market, the leader of this anti-Japanese force is Lei Yunfeng of the Military Intelligence Bureau, this person is ruthless, as long as the traitors and traitors he gets rid of, most of them will die on his triple attack."

"What is a triple strike?" Although Mr. Mao had heard of it in the company, he didn't know much detail, so he didn't just look at Zhu Fengshi and asked.

"I can't say this clearly, it is said that as long as this Lei Yunfeng captures the Japanese pseudo-spies, traitors and traitors during interrogation, the means adopted is three consecutive strikes, and the wicked who have experienced three consecutive blows will live for three or two days at most, and the shortest time will be an hour, or even shorter."

"Loach, what do you think of the cloud peak that appeared on the front page of the "Declaration" a few days ago?"

"Cloud Peak? The identity of this person is very mysterious, I heard that he was appreciated by General Toshio Nagano of the Songhu Japanese Army's Special High Section, and from an amnesiac person to the head of the Criminal Investigation Section of the Special High Section, it can be seen how deep this person's background is. ”

(End of chapter)