"We have several intelligence teams in Harbin, and only this one surprised me the most." Belzin raised the translation of the telegram in his hand and said.

"We need to do a large-scale secret investigation as soon as possible. All intelligence personnel who know about this intelligence group or who know the people in this intelligence group must be repatriated to the country. Not even if he is not in Northeast China, but in other countries! Belzin said.

"Also, we must prepare a secret team to lurk in Harbin immediately. They don't do anything, they just wait for the critical moment to be called in to provide cover and help for this intelligence group. Belzin continued.

Seeing that the secretary had finished taking notes, Berzin ordered: "Let them send the telegram to the Consulate General in Harbin immediately." As soon as possible to inform Bogdanov himself. If we are late, the Japanese will strike first. ”

The secretary nodded and walked out of the office quickly.

The next day, negotiations on the Manchurian-Mongolian border began amid verbal tensions. Don't look at the wine table, everyone is smiling and talking happily, but when it comes to the negotiation table, they don't give up an inch of land.

This is also expected by both sides. If it's really so easy to solve, you can't fight hard.

After a fruitless morning of negotiations, the morning's negotiations were declared over, and everyone had the opportunity to have lunch together, and everyone put on smiling faces again, and everyone walked to the Yenisea restaurant chatting with each other.

After lunch, Bogdanov went back to his room to rest. He was just lying in bed when the waiter knocked on the door and came in to tell him that someone was coming.

Bogdanov hurriedly got up to greet him, and saw Yavchenko, the military attache of the Soviet Consulate General in Harbin, walking in with a smile.

The two of them hugged and greeted each other affectionately, like a pair of old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Seeing the door closed, Yavchenko smiled and took out a small note from his jacket pocket and handed it to Bogdanov.

When he saw Yavchenko's arrival, Bogdanov was already full of suspicions. Now he knew it was a message for himself.

Bogdanov glanced at the note, and his face became cloudy. Yavchenko patted him on the shoulder and sat him down on the bed, and took out a lighter to light the note in Bogdanov's hand.

Yavchenko also sat on the edge of the bed and began to talk. Bogdanov immediately came to his senses and began to talk to Yavchenko.

Below Bogdanov's room, in a room on the basement floor, several Japanese technicians were listening nervously with headphones on their headphones. The wire tape recorder next to them was also turning.

Yavchenko walked into the courtyard of the Yamato Hotel and was already recognized by the people of the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department. It was unusual for him to be here at this time.

But until Yavchenko left, these people did not hear anything useful in the conversation between the two men. But it doesn't matter, the preserved recordings will be sent to the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army for further research and analysis.

During the afternoon negotiations, Bogdanov's expression was grim and his attitude became tougher. Even the other seven people on his side had a faint sense of the change in Bogdanov.

They also knew about the fact that Yafo Chenko, the military attache of the Harbin Consulate General had come to see Bogdanov at noon today. Perhaps Bogdanov received secret instructions from his superiors.

After a night's rest, Xiaobao is much better. The next morning, he returned to the Yenisea restaurant to work as a waiter.

The predecessor of the Yamato Hotel was the first luxury hotel built in Tsarist Russia in northeast China. There is a wide range of entertainment inside. Once used as an officers' club in Tsarist Russia, it was called Gobitan Paradise by the Chinese in Harbin at that time.

The hotel has a stage, billiards, room and other places for guests to enjoy.

The room was also the first to use a flush toilet and a wooden refrigerator.

Xiaobao also has a job of going in and out of the rooms of the various negotiators, stuffing all kinds of high-end drinks and food into the wooden refrigerator in the room.

The focus was on the rooms of the representatives of the Soviet Union and Mongolia. The Japanese meant to give these people from the rationed countries a taste of the affluent life of Manchukuo. In fact, it is also a swollen face and a fat man.

Another implicit meaning is to soften the will of these people with good food and wine.

The people of the Intelligence Department who did this work with Xiaobao had to carefully record the consumption of various kinds of wine and food in each room every day, and then report to the Intelligence Department.

If someone consumes a lot of these things, it means that this person is likely to be greedy for enjoyment, and it may be an easy breakthrough to open.

When Yavchenko, the military attache of the Consulate General, came to the Yamato Hotel, Xiaobao was not in the Yamato Hotel. He had already received an order to go with Ulyanova to Seryosha's place of residence and pull him back into the courtyard of the Yamato Hotel in a black car.

The sedan has curtains on all four windows. Xiaobao Ulyanova and Seryosha sat in the car and waited quietly.

The afternoon negotiations were quickly over. Because the Japanese negotiators proposed that in order to commemorate the peace negotiations between the four countries, all the negotiators went to the courtyard of the Yamato Hotel to take a group photo.

"The whole world is watching us. We need to show the world through our actions that we can solve problems in a bloodless way. Japan's chief negotiator shouted.

This proposal did not arouse anyone's suspicions.

More than 30 people came to the door of the Yamato Hotel, and the cameras had already been set up.

At the front of the stairs are four chairs. This is for the chief negotiators of the four countries. The others were standing behind the four negotiators. After some adjustments by the cameraman, everyone's images were recorded in history after the flashing of the magnesium lamp.

The curtains of a sedan in the courtyard of the Yamato Hotel were lifted in a corner, and Seryosha leaned on it and looked out. Tears flowed down his face. Although he hadn't seen each other for twenty years, he recognized his brother at a glance.

"Are you sure it's him?" Ulyanova asked from the side.

Seryosha choked and nodded. To avoid making a sound, he covered his mouth tightly with his hand.

This is the final confirmation made by the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army in order to be foolproof.

"When that's all in the building, we'll send him back." Xiaobao said.

From the moment Yavchenko sent the news that his brother was in Harbin at noon, Bogdanov was distraught. He immediately understood what his superiors meant.

It seems that the Japanese are going to use his brother Seryosha to make a fuss about him. He didn't know exactly what it was going to achieve. But it is certain what conspiracy will continue to be carried out.

It's about the organization's trust in him, and it's a big problem that can't help but make him nervous.