Of course, Shen Chen would not give Everett an educational lesson, but when it came to it, it was his prophetic sense; But before it happened, do you want others to be convinced?

In addition to being transferred, Everett also revealed that the police force may promote Shen Chen to be a Chinese inspector.

Shen Chen didn't care much about this. Anyway, he is already leaving, and no matter how high the official position is, it is not attractive to him.

"In a few years, I might go to the Dutch East Indies and buy a farm, or a rubber plantation." Everett touched the mustache on his lips, very emotional and longing, "Desa went to Balikpapan to prepare for the development of oil fields. ”

"The oil field, that's a lucrative business." Shen Chen smiled, but no longer said that the Japanese might also knock it down.

"Borneo is a good choice, but the labor problem still needs some brains." Jennifer didn't drink much, but her face was flushed, and she kindly reminded: "The local aborigines are not good, and if you want to hire Chinese, you have to deal with the local Chinese community." They are organized and contradictory to each other. Of course, these can be solved, and they are not too much of a hassle. ”

Everey nodded in agreement, saying, "It's too early to say this, who knows what will become of it in the future?" ”

Jennifer and Cao Yixin walked aside, not knowing what they were saying, and let out a burst of laughter from time to time.

"Shen, would you like to join an organization, led by the British, to prepare for emergencies......" Everett said to Shen Chen with some cryptic words.

Shortly after the Dunkirk retreat and the fall of France, the British secret service was established.

Churchill was eager to tell the world that even if Britain could not launch a full-scale attack on Nazi-occupied Europe, it would still have an important military role.

So, he gave his famous order: "Let Europe be on fire!" ”

The Secret Service's goal was to cooperate with the Resistance in enemy-occupied areas to carry out underground activities, and the British provided these resistance groups with weapons and ammunition, technical assistance, personnel training and military advisers.

Although the Secret Service did not fulfill all of Churchill's wishes, it nevertheless played an important role. Especially at the end of the war, it inspired and aided many resistance groups, especially in France, Poland and Yugoslavia.

As early as a year before Pearl Harbor, the British top brass made the decision to establish the Far East Division of the Secret Service in preparation for a sudden war.

Jones, a Secret Service officer, was tasked with planning Operation East, the code name for the Far East Division, which was based in Singapore.

Immediately after taking office, Jones set about building a regional organization. Moreover, he was instructed to appoint a "number one" in Shanghai to be in charge of the entire North China region.

According to Jones's plan, the first in command was not to contact agents, and there should be multiple second-in-command, preferably British, who were to contact Russia, Japan, China, and general liaisons.

Each second-in-command has no idea what the other second-in-command is doing, and if possible, it is desirable for these second-in-command to have a deputy from a neutral nation. In this way, even if the Japanese occupied North China, they would be able to continue their mission.

At the head of Shanghai's "Eastern Action" is Valentine, a former vice president of the company and a former director of the Ministry of Industry.

Clearly, Valentine, although a successful businessman, lacks a keen sense, a quick ability to cut through mess, and the ability to motivate his subordinates that the position must have.

Precisely because of his lack of experience, lack of resources, and because of the contradictions between Britain's different military, diplomatic, and intelligence agencies, Valentine was often at a loss.

Still, Valentine managed to build a grassroots organization in Shanghai, including Gander, a wine merchant, George, the manager of the United Life Insurance Company, Kenneth, a businessman, as well as Edward, a stockbroker, and Clark, the former deputy police chief of the concession.

Judging from the composition of these personnel, it shows how naïve Britain's early overseas activities were. The members of the Shanghai group, all of whom were high-profile British, how could they operate after the Japanese occupation?

Jones was dissatisfied with Valentine's work, making it clear in his directive that only "training and using Asian agents" could make a substantial difference.

In fact, after the outbreak of the European War, German companies large and small in Shanghai became the most convenient targets for destruction by the British.

After Italy entered the war, their economic, military, and maritime facilities in Shanghai became the target of the British.

However, the Shanghai branch of the Eastern Action did not act, and the concept of a "neutral" zone in the public concession constrained them.

Moreover, Britain's interests in Shanghai were so great. The biggest loser of any underground war is likely to be the British themselves. What's more, Britain has also adopted a policy of appeasement in its diplomacy with Japan.

After listening to Everett's account, although it was not very detailed, Shen Chen also felt that this "Eastern Action" did not play a role.

But Shen Chen did not refuse, because in his opinion, he might be able to get assistance in terms of weapons and ammunition from this branch in the future.

Regarding Shen Chen's attitude, Everett was not reluctant. Moreover, his transfer to Tianjin also had the element of secret intelligence work.

After the matter was discussed, the next thing was the battle of Fangcheng.

Listening to some lame professional terms such as "touching", "eating", "kong" and "hu", Shen Chen felt quite interesting. You said that you are a foreigner, and you still want to compete with the Chinese on the quintessence of the country, but you really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Playing all night is naturally a joke, and after eight laps, Cao Yixin and Jennifer yawned, and the game of Chinese and foreign mahjong confrontation was over.

Back at Cao Yixin's house, the two washed up and went to bed. After the intimacy and exercise before going to bed, taking advantage of the rest of the clouds and rain, Shen Chen told Cao Yixin about the mission to Hong Kong.

"I don't have that ability or connections to change people." Shen Chen touched Cao Yixin's hair and said slowly: "I went to Hong Kong this time, don't come back!" ”

Cao Yixin lay on Shen Chen's chest like a kitten, and asked with a slight side face: "What about you, send me away, so you can find another little girl?" ”

Shen Chen smiled and said, "I'm also going to leave here, and it's almost all arranged." ”

Cao Yixin thought for a while and said, "Whether you want to come back or not, I don't count." ”

"You're going to obey the orders of the organization, right?" Shen Chen pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "After you arrive in Hong Kong, I will let out a rumor here to let the Japanese know that you are a Chongqing agent." That way, you won't be sent back again. ”

"Then when are you going to Hong Kong, I'll wait for you." Cao Yixin said expectantly: "Or, where you are going, I will follow." ”

Shen Chen didn't know how he would leave, and he didn't know what the situation would be like even if they met again in the future.

"I can't say exactly when, it's always within a month or two!" Shen Chen said a little ambiguously: "When the time comes, you can contact me, you give me a mailing address." Telegraphs, letters, all are fine. ”

"Okay!" Cao Yixin reached out and touched Shen Chen's face, and said with a smile: "You are not allowed to release other pigeons." Otherwise, I can't spare you. ”

Shen Chen stroked Cao Yixin's shoulder, smiling as usual on his face, but guilt and bitterness floated in his heart.

……………

Really leaving!

After Shen Chen got the jade pendant and hung it on his chest, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

But no matter how he goes, the plan that Shen Chen has set will still be implemented, and he will not give up halfway.

And the main blow fell on the head of the Black Dragon Society first.

"Whoa!" A basin of cold water was poured on Kameda's head.

With a snort, Kameda slowly woke up, but the anesthetic used by Shen Chen was very effective, his mind was dizzy, his body was weak, and the sound outside seemed to come from a far away sky.

A sharp pain came from his lower ribs, and Kameda snorted in pain and curled up, his hands and feet were locked in handcuffs, and he could only lie on his side on the cold ground.

This was followed by several blows, and he was also kicked in the face, and blood came out of his nose and mouth.

After beating Kameda hard, the dog smiled lightly: "Damn Japanese devil, like a leper dog." ”

Shen Chen walked over, looked at Kameda, who was lying on the ground and groggy with his arms, smiled coldly, turned his head to the dog and said, "Has he checked his belongings?" ”

"I've searched my body, but the box isn't there yet." The dog pointed to the tin box next to him and said, "I want to wake him up first, and then—"

"How many hours?" Shen Chen narrowed his eyes and stomped heavily on Kameda's head with his foot.

"It's been almost two hours." The dog replied.

"This anesthetic is so potent that it can even put the tiger to sleep for more than two hours." Shen Chen slowly retracted his foot and kicked Kameda in the stomach violently, watching Kameda curl up into a shrimp shape, and curled the corners of his mouth in disdain.

"As for this Japanese ghost, it will have to stay a little longer to be fully sober and answer our questions."

The dog opened Kameda's iron box, searched the contents of the contents, and a few pieces of clothing were thrown on the ground indiscriminately, then raised his head and said to Shen Chen with some disappointment: "Master, I didn't find anything valuable, it seems that he didn't carry important things with him." ”

Shen Chen nodded, not showing a particularly disappointed expression, and said, "It seems that he is a little smart, but it depends on whether his mouth is strict enough." ”

The dog smiled and said viciously: "Let's serve him in a while, even if it is a bronze tooth and iron mouth, he will let him speak." ”

Shen Chen also laughed and said, "Then stay and watch you for a while." ”

Interrogation and extortion of confessions are also a science, and how to obtain useful information as quickly as possible is of course one of the compulsory courses for agents.

The sound gradually faded away, and the surroundings quieted down, and Kameda, who Shen Chen thought would take at least an hour to wake up, slowly opened his eyes a slit.

Although intense dizziness hit his mind from time to time, the pain of being beaten allowed him to concentrate slowly. He mustered his will, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to clear his mind.

As beads of sweat continued to flow from his pores, the power of the anesthetic slowly evaporated, and Kameda felt that the dizziness gradually subsided, and he succeeded in counteracting the effect of the anesthetic, but also consumed a lot of physical strength.

But Kameda knew that he had no time to rest. Trying his best, he rolled a few times on the cold ground and came to the tin box, gasping for breath as he slowly sat up.

His hands are handcuffed behind his back by two pairs of handcuffs, and although he does not have the legendary ability of shrinking bones, his joints can stretch and turn.

The thin compartment of the box was opened, and Kameda picked out a hook-shaped tool with the touch of his fingers, fumbled for it, and inserted it into the keyhole of the handcuffs......

With his hands free, Kameda stabbed the shackles off his feet again, and these simple movements made him feel extremely tired.

He knew that in this state it was not suitable to fight the enemy, and the only way to do it was to take out those enemies by surprise.

Damn the Shina people, which organization is it, how can they not get along with themselves?

Kameda moved to the corner, reclined and sat down, put the handcuffs on his hands and feet weakly, put the dagger behind him, adjusted his breathing, and slowly regained his strength.

This is a basement of more than 20 square meters. Yes, it's just a basement, not that professional interrogation room.

There were no creepy torture instruments, and there were wooden boxes stacked against the wall on the other side, and I didn't know what they contained.

Yaga Yalu, dare to hit me, the corners of Kameda's mouth turned up, and a cold cold light shot out of his eyes.

He had forgotten how he had brutally tortured the prisoners who had fallen into his hands in the past, and he only felt that it was the first time he had suffered such a big loss.

As his head continued to wake, he had already figured out the reason for his missed capture. As the eyes and ears of the Black Dragon Society in the French Concession, he may have acted arrogantly.

With a bang, the door opened, and then footsteps on the stairs sounded, and Kameda squinted his eyes and lay on the ground with his head tilted, pretending to be asleep.

Shen Chen and the dog walked in, the dog carrying a small stove and a bucket of water.

"This guy is still sleeping so dead!" Shen Chen glanced at Kameda lying on the ground with disdain, stepped over, and suddenly his eyes were sharp, and he kicked Kameda in the head fiercely.

Kameda was still waiting for his opponent to approach and let his guard down, but he didn't expect to kick him unconscious with one kick.

When Kameda was woken up by the cold water, he opened his eyes and saw that Shen Chen had already opened the mezzanine of the box, and the contents were all laid out.

While the dog was cleaning up the stove, he smiled when he saw Kameda open his eyes, and poked the fire tongs, and the charcoal fire turned red and bright.

"It's very convenient to use, and the smell of barbecue fills the air, and the Japanese oni will scream and ask questions. Or pour water, half a bucket of water, and he will even say the eight generations of his ancestors. Shen Chen just raised his eyes and looked at it, and then lowered his head.

Kameda knew that he had been tricked once, and struggled hard, finding that his hands and feet had been locked firmly.

The dog came over and without mercy burned the red-hot tongs on Kameda's back, thighs, and chest, and walked away at the slightest touch, which made him feel unbearable pain and did not make him fall into a coma again.

Kameda was sometimes curled up like a shrimp in pain, sometimes his feet kicked wildly, like a drowning rat, and his mouth kept letting out a muted cry of pain, low and miserable.