In this compartment, Chen Lei, who was wounded on the left and right sides of his chest, returned to his residence in Yong'anli Lane, Xiafei Road, French Concession, ate a bowl of green onion noodles to satisfy his hunger, and fell asleep on the bed at night.

Over there, in a Japanese high-end restaurant on Jiangwan Road in Hongkou, the Japanese intelligence chief Tu Feiyuan invited Ding Mocun, director of the No. 76 Secret Service Headquarters, and Li Shijun, deputy director, as well as Wang Tianmu, the head of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command, who had surrendered.

The four of them sat in the best private room at this Japanese haute cuisine restaurant, eating sashimi, shrimp paste and rice balls flown in from Hokkaido, while talking about Chen Lei.

After a small pot of sake was served, Li Shijun, the deputy director of the No. 76 Agent Headquarters, was already a little drunk, and he took advantage of the strength of the wine he had just put on his head to Tu Feiyuan, who was sitting opposite him, and asked with some incomprehension: "Your Excellency General Tufeiyuan, this evening, in the secret service headquarters, how could you, as the head of the special high school and the bamboo agency, be so low in your voice when facing Iwai-kun?" Li is really a little puzzled.

"Didn't we just arrest one of Iwai-kun's Chinese assistants, what's the big deal? Iwai-kun doesn't give you any face at all, so you can't stand it.

"What's even more infuriating is that I wrote an apology to Chen Lei, a little red guy, to him, but he didn't express any understanding. A small consular assistant is so bold and reckless, so how should our secret service headquarters carry out the work of arresting the anti-Japanese elements lurking in Shanghai in the future? ”

In the face of Li Shijun's inquiry, after eating a small piece of sashimi, Tu Feiyuan replied with a slight smile: "Li Sang, you are upset for me, for this, I am very grateful." However, I still want to remind you, the newly established secret service headquarters, that when arresting the anti-Japanese elements lurking in Shanghai, you must pay more attention and not act recklessly.

"If you find out that they have dealings with us in Japan, remember to think twice before you do so, and don't jump to conclusions without investigating them clearly. It is even more impossible to torture this person named Chen Lei like today, so as not to hurt the harmony between each other. ”

Hearing Tu Feiyuan say this, Ding Mocun, who was squatting next to him, immediately sniffed out that there was something in this, which also made him more confident in his heart, and he must have a lot of background as the deputy consul general of the Central Consulate in Shanghai on the surface, and his identity is definitely not just a simple Japanese career diplomat.

According to Ding Mocun's understanding, this Tu Feiyuan, who was squatting next to him, was Japan's number one intelligence leader in China, and he not only single-handedly established two Japanese military intelligence agencies, the Special High School and the Bamboo Organ, but also served as the head of the organ.

Moreover, whether it is the headquarters of the Japanese army dispatched in China or the Japanese base camp, Tu Feiyuan has a high right to speak, and he is a powerful figure, how can he be afraid of or polite to a diplomat, there must be something strange in it.

Ding Mocun, who was suspicious, followed Li Shijun's words and asked Tu Feiyuan for verification: "Your Excellency General Tu Feiyuan, if someone Ding is not wrong, Iwai Ichiro-kun is by no means as simple as a career diplomat of the Japanese Empire, he must have a great ability, so that His Excellency the General will look at him differently and give three points, I don't know if Ding's guess is wrong?" ”

As soon as Ding Mocun's voice fell, Tu Feiyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and replied with reservations: "Ding Sang, your guess is very correct, Iwai-kun's identity is not only a career diplomat of my Great Japanese Empire, but he also has other identities, out of the principle of confidentiality, it is inconvenient for me to tell you." ”

At this point, Tu Feiyuan paused for about two seconds, and then suddenly changed his words, and replied very seriously: "Here, I would like to solemnly remind you that when your secret service headquarters is operating, you must avoid Iwai Ichiro-kun and the Chinese personnel who work and serve Iwai-kun. If there is a next time, I will punish him severely. ”

Seeing that Tu Feiyuan was talking heavily, it is conceivable how serious the problem of the secret service headquarters arresting Chen Lei this afternoon and extorting confessions from Chen Lei made Ding Mocun, Li Shijun, and Wang Tianmu who were present all pinch a cold sweat for themselves.

Especially Li Shijun, he has always been very prejudiced against Chen Lei, and he personally used torture against Chen Lei, and it was not until this time that he felt that he might have stabbed a hornet's nest.

Realizing that because of what he said, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, Tu Feiyuan hurriedly raised a glass of sake, and said hospitably to Wang Tianmu, who was sitting opposite him: "Come, Ding Sang, Li Sang, let's raise our glasses and welcome Wang Sang to the secret service headquarters together." From now on, Wang Sang is a senior adviser to the secret service headquarters, responsible for clearing out the remnants of the military command lurking in Shanghai. ”

When Tu Feiyuan finished speaking, Ding Mocun, Li Shijun and Wang Tianmu raised the wine glasses in the book one after another and drank the sake that was full of the cups.

Early the next morning, at about seven o'clock, Chen Lei woke up, he simply washed up a few times, put on his clothes and left the residence.

However, before leaving his apartment, he sprinkled a thin layer of incense ash on the floor on the inside of the threshold of the room on the first floor, and on the windowsill facing the street in the bedroom and bathroom on the second floor.

If you don't lower your head and look closely, then you will ignore the existence of this thin layer of incense ash, and it is easy to be regarded as a thin layer of dust.

I have to say that sprinkling incense ash is also a technical job, and the technique is more fine, if it is too rough, it will be easily recognized.

In this regard, Chen Lei, who came through the time, has already begun to adapt to his current identity as an agent after a night's hard work.

Chen Lei walked all the way out of Ping'an Lane to Xiafei Road, which is a relatively prosperous street in the French Concession, with Western-style restaurants and cafes on both sides of the street.

As usual, Chen Lei ordered a cup of hot coffee and two sandwiches in a Western café on Xiafei Road, and spent ten minutes eating and drinking.

Out of the Western café, Chen Lei beckoned to stop a rickshaw and spent half an hour traveling to a bookstore called "Yipin Shuxiang", which is also located in the French Concession.

At this time, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, and the bookstore with a taste of books had not yet opened...... Bang ......" three long and one short way knocked three times, then withdrew his hand and waited for the people in the bookstore to open the door.