Chapter 195: Tragic Situation
So Li Yixin replied: "I just received the news today that Wang Qinglin has been transferred back to Shanghai, but it is not clear what he will do, and it is estimated that it should still be in the secret service headquarters system." ”
The 'bodyguard' continued: "Okay, I know, I'll report to Shangfeng when I go back." In addition, Chongqing has given you two instructions. First, what materials can He Guangzong's Xinglong firm procure back, you need to inquire about the attitude of the Japanese here, and it is best to do so as soon as possible. Second, as for the internal traitors or Japanese sources within the military command headquarters, Shangfeng means that you pay attention to collecting information in this area, which will help to catch this person. Shangfeng is very worried that the news that you used Jianzhong Trading Company to help Tang Biao escape will be leaked, which is also a threat to you. ”
Of course, Li Yixin was also worried that the Japanese would know that Tang Biao had fled from Stone Town with the assistance of the Jianzhong Trading Company, so he said: "Well, I will pay attention to the news in this regard." It's just right that you came to me today, I was just drinking with someone from the special high class, and this Japanese was drunk and revealed a news that this year, the Japanese army began to sweep up the area by the puppet army led by the 16th Division, and the time was a month later. At the moment, I have not figured out the deployment of the Japanese army. ”
The 'bodyguard' paused and asked with some surprise, "You can still get such information?" This is military intelligence, and I don't think Chongqing even thought that you could collect military intelligence. If you can find out the deployment of the Japanese army, I believe that Chongqing will reward you. ”
"I don't want to give a reward or anything, I just want to be able to gather information on the deployment of the Japanese army before the enemy starts to launch." Li Yixin smiled and said.
After a while, the 'bodyguard' finally pulled Li Yixin to No. 36 Xianghe Lane, Li Yixin got out of the car, pretended to give the car money to the 'bodyguard', and said in a low voice: "This is my residence, I will mark you outside this door if there is any news in the future, you don't have to follow me every day." I'm afraid that if you follow me for a long time, you will attract the attention of the special high class, after all, there is more contact between me and the special high class. ”
The 'bodyguard' took the money and nodded: "Okay, I see." ”
Although Li Yixin met the 'bodyguard' tonight, the contact between him and the 'bodyguard' was much smoother than before, but at this time, it was still very unexpected in Li Yixin's heart.
He didn't want the 'bodyguards' to follow him every day, because in that case, it would be very dangerous for him to go to the contact point of the organization at No. 5 Hongshizhu Street, and the 'bodyguards' would easily find out his other identity, which would be very fatal to Li Yixin.
Therefore, Li Yixin wanted to dissuade the 'bodyguards' from following him under the pretense of worrying that the people in the special high school would find out that there was a 'tail' behind him. His reason is very legitimate, logically speaking, it is tenable, so the 'bodyguard' will naturally not be suspicious of Li Yixin.
Wang Qinglin was depressed, since he and Wang Qingfu were taken back to Shanghai by car, they were arranged to live in the office of the secret service headquarters at No. 76 Jisfeier Road, which had an office building and a dormitory with only three floors.
And when he returned to the secret service headquarters to report for duty, it seemed that everyone had forgotten that there was a person like him, and no one came to assign him a department or arrange a job, as if he had never existed.
And Wang Qinglin basically didn't have any acquaintances in the secret service headquarters, and he wanted to go to someone to ask how his work was arranged, but he couldn't find anyone to ask.
He once went to the personnel department to inquire, but the reply to him was that he had not received an order from Shangfeng and could not arrange his work.
This made Wang Qinglin very discouraged, when he was in Stone City, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, and he was a close confidant of the lord He Langtao, so he could be said to be windy and rainy, and others would be a little afraid of him wherever he went, at least he had to look up to him.
But in the Shanghai secret service headquarters, he is nothing, not only no one pays attention to him, but even ordinary spies don't even look at him, the huge gap in the middle makes Wang Qinglin's heart very unbalanced, and his hatred for Li Yixin is getting stronger and stronger.
In order to change the current situation, he had to make a phone call to He Langtao, because Wang Qinglin knew that he had to find his backer He Langtao to find a way, otherwise he would be ignored like garbage thrown in the corner, and even the source of livelihood would be cut off in the future.
Wang Qinglin held the phone and listened to the ringing sound of the phone on the other side of the microphone, and after a while, He Langtao answered the phone: "Hey? Who is it? ”
Wang Qinglin immediately said in a humble tone: "Uh...... Director He, hello, it's me, Wang Qinglin. Please trouble Director He for something today......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Lang too impatiently: "Something to say!" Don't talk about those that don't work. ”
Wang Qinglin didn't expect He Langtao's attitude towards him to become like this, and he was about to cry: "Director He, for the sake of my hard work in front of and after the saddle all year round, pull my brother." After I returned to the Shanghai headquarters now, no one cared about me, and no one arranged my work and position, so I thought of you, the old sir. Please help me talk to the chief of the headquarters and help me make arrangements. ”
When He Langtao heard Wang Qinglin's words, he was angry: "You still want to arrange a position?" Do you know how hard it is to have a position in the headquarters? Who do you think you are? Don't be whimsical, do a good job at the headquarters, and don't get me in trouble again. It's not bad if a situation like yours isn't prescribed, forget it, don't talk to you about it, it's a waste of saliva. I'll help you this time, let the headquarters arrange a job for you, remember, only this time! ”
After speaking, He Langtao hung up the phone. Looking at the telephone receiver with a busy signal, Wang Qinglin could only accept his fate, he found that his situation was much more difficult than originally thought, maybe he might be assigned a job and get a salary, but the position or something could not be expected.
After receiving Wang Qinglin's call for help, He Langtao's heart still softened, after all, Wang Qinglin is his cronies, and now when he returns to the Shanghai Secret Service Headquarters, what will other cronies think of him?
It was for Wang Qinglin's work, He Langtao could only call his backer and tell him about Wang Qinglin's situation, and asked the backer to give Wang Qinglin a meal.
A few days later, Wang Qinglin was notified by the personnel department that he should report to the action team and become a low-level spy that Wang Qinglin used to call and drink.
At this time, although Wang Qinglin was full of displeasure, he had no choice but to pinch his nose and accept his fate, report to the action team every day, and be called back and forth every day.