Coming out of the telephone room, Chen Bijun lingered at the door of the bathroom for a while, she walked to the washbasin, turned on the pure copper faucet, and let the water flow for a while before she turned off the faucet.

After doing all this, she calmly walked out of the bathroom. Back in the conference room, she sat next to Wang Jingwei, and after whispering a few words to him, both parties knew it.

The meeting continued, and the following inspection and investigation work also continued. Everything was so orderly and orderly, and the intelligence officers of the pre-cadre department in charge of monitoring also reported this information in real time, and after passing it layer by layer, it was placed in front of Yang Yibing's case in Nanjing after ten minutes.

Yang Yibing would report to Huang Ke every half hour, and he was also following the matter on the front line in Suzhou, and he knew that the lethality of a Wang Jingwei's confrontation would be immeasurable.

Huang Ke issued an order to monitor Wang Jingwei around the clock, and if there was any abnormality, the operational personnel of the pre-cadre department could take emergency measures.

"What do you mean by anomalies?" Yang Yibing did not deliberately pretend to be confused, but when it came to the actions of an important member of the Central Committee and the chairman of the state government, he must be very cautious, if there is no approval from the highest governor, such rash action will make him face imprisonment.

Huang Ke hesitated, if there was no solid evidence, rashly taking measures against Wang Jingwei would only be bitten back by him, and then it would provoke a change, and the great cause of the War of Resistance would be even more damaged.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Abnormal behavior means that Wang Jingwei may commit treason. This is discretionary. In addition, it was informed that no matter whether Wang Jingwei's rebellion was carried out or not, he could not kill his wife unless he had to. ”

"Yes!" Yang Yibing leaned on his heels and said straight into the phone.

Putting down the phone, Huang Ke's heart became worried. Historically, Wang Zhaoming betrayed the country, but now? You must know that because of the change of many things, the trajectory of history has undergone many changes like a domino effect, and now the situation of the Anti-Japanese War is much more optimistic than it was at the beginning, will Wang Jingwei, who is good at speculation, change some ideas at this time?

Huang Ke didn't dare to be sure, and there was no way to be sure. The trajectory of history is changing little by little, the butterfly effect has appeared, and no one can predict the next direction.

What's more, Wang Jingwei is still the chairman of the state government, and if he rashly takes action against him, the consequences will be immeasurable. But if he doesn't take action and let him do whatever he wants, if he already has the heart of rebellion at this time, then what should he do?

You must know that the betrayal of a country's senior leader will not only cause many of our confidential documents and many strategic secrets to be leaked in an instant, but more importantly, his public defection will shake the future of the war of resistance to more people.

It can be said that Wang Jingwei is a * tied to the embankment of the Anti-Japanese War, you don't know when he will explode, but once he explodes, it will cause the collapse of the entire embankment.

Thinking of this, Huang Ke's heart couldn't help but get nervous.

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It's not just Huang Ke who is nervous. At this time, in the "Plum Blossom Hall" in Hongkou, Shanghai, the intelligence department of the Japanese plum agency was also busy with tension.

The original intention of the establishment of the Mei organ was to contact and raise funds for the establishment of a puppet regime in China. Now, what they have been busy with for several years will come to fruition, and as long as Wang Ching-wei arrives in Vietnam and publicly publishes a telegram to defect to Japan, then the rest of the matter will be smooth.

The ideal is plump, but the reality is not happy.

Sitting on a black leather sofa, the head of the Mei Agency's secret service, Ying Zuo Zhenzhao, listened to a report from the Vietnamese side: Wang Jingwei and his wife had entered Vietnam beyond the scheduled time. Another piece of information was quickly reported, and Wang Jingwei and his wife are still in Kunming.

Still in Kunming? Kagesa Zhenzhao, who has highly sensitive nerves, thought of an ominous thought at this time, and they are very likely to be exposed.

Sorrow crept up like a dark cloud on Kagesa Zhenzhao's face, his brows furrowed, although he was extremely anxious in his heart, he couldn't do anything at all.

Jingle bells! The phone rang at Kagesaki's desk, pulling his frown back.

"Moximoxi!" Kagesa picked up the phone.

"Oh, Kagesa-kun, it's me, what's going on with that?" A majestic voice came from the receiver of the phone. Kagesa Zhenzhao naturally heard that this was his old rival Kenji Dohihara.

Previously, in order to complete the support mission faster and better, Tokyo sent both of them to China, and although the two were in a competitive relationship in peacetime, now they are still standing in the same trench. When Tohihara was transferred to North China, he unreservedly handed over his intelligence network in Shanghai to Kage Sa Zhenzhao, which also ensured the continued development of Kage Sa Zhenzhao's work.

"Tu Fei Yuan-kun, the situation is not very good. Now that they have not reached the predetermined position, it seems that the other party has become suspicious. Shadow Zuo Zhenzhao also said calmly that there was no need for him to deliberately hide anything from Tu Feiyuan.

"Don't worry too much." Tu Feiyuan comforted on the other end of the phone: "My intelligence organization in Kunming received a request from a person, who is Chen Bijun's younger brother, that he was going to arrange a plane at night. I hope you will be able to contact the Vietnamese side when the time comes......" After Tohihara finished speaking, Kagesa Zhenzhao stood up excitedly.

"Thank you so much, Tu Fei Yuan-kun, I don't know what to say at this time."

On the other end of the phone, there was a laugh from Tsuchihara: "Kagesa-kun doesn't have to be so polite, you and I both serve the empire, and I will report the situation over there to you now." ”

"Hayi, thank you." Kagesa hung up happily.

At this time, Wang Mao, who was sitting outside the door, heard all this. After hearing this, he smiled helplessly, this Wang Jingwei is really fateful, and he has not yet been found to defect? I don't know what Yang Yibing is doing?

Think about it, he was taking the lead in this matter from beginning to end, but now in the end it has become making wedding dresses for others, how can Wang Maocai be convinced in his heart?

As soon as he thought that after Wang Jingwei's arrival, the new government would be ruled by this oily-haired guy, and he would have to be sent under his hands, Wang Maocai felt uncomfortable for a while.

Why don't you do something yourself? If Wang Jingwei can't come to Shanghai, then the Japanese will definitely raise plans to set up a new government, will they consider themselves at that time?

To be honest, Wang Mao had thought this way before, but he felt that such an idea was unrealistic, because he felt that even if the Japanese supported the puppet regime, they had to find a prestige person. He defected long before the full-scale outbreak of the Sino-Japanese War, and now he is a cold daylily, and for the Japanese, he is a night pot.

Having said that, if Wang Jingwei can't come, then he will have a little more hope.

Just as he was thinking about it, he crunched, and Kagesa Zhenzhao pushed the door and came out.

"Wang Sang, what are you doing sitting here?" He asked after seeing Wang Maocai.

Wang Maocai stood up and bowed: "Ying Zuojun, I have something to report to you, I heard that the Nanjing intelligence agency has begun to monitor the whereabouts of Zhou Fuhai and others in Nanjing. ”

"Roar, it looks like they've found out." Shadow Zuo Zhenzhao turned his back and said as if talking to himself.

After a few words to himself, he patted Wang Maocai's shoulder and said, "Wang Sang, I've worked hard lately!" Once the new government is formed, you can continue to command your army. ”

Wang Maocai replied seriously: "Ha Yi, thank you Ying Zuojun for your support." ”

"Do your best, you'll have a good future." Kagesa smiled after patting him on the shoulder again, and then walked away quickly.

"Hayi!" Wang Maocai bowed and watched Shadow Zuo Zhenzhao leave.

"Fuck!" After Ying Zuo Zhenzhao left, Wang Mao spread his windbreaker and scolded him in the direction. This Shadow Zuo Zhenzhao is really not a thing, he doesn't value himself at all, he used to pay special attention to him when he was in charge of intelligence, and knew that he liked beautiful women, so he did what he liked.

Now this Ying Zuo Zhenzhao is good, except for encouraging all day long, it is, and he Wang Maocai is not a three-year-old child, how can you be bluffed by a few nonsense words?

After Wang Maocai walked out of the gate of the Mei organ, he got into his Ford car and drove towards his "kingdom" No. 76. No. 76 is not far from the Mei Agency, but it makes Wang Mao feel a different feeling inside, and he is in charge here.

Back at No. 76, after Wang Maocai parked the car, he went upstairs with a bang.

In the hallway, several staff members in suits and leather shoes greeted him. He nodded, and went straight to his office.

Sitting in front of and behind the desk, Wang Maocai pressed the microphone on the table, and then he said, "Tell Ah Qiang to come up." ”

After a while, Ah Qiang pushed the door and came in: "Boss, are you looking for me?" The people of No. 76 called Wang Maocai "boss".

Wang Maocai nodded: "That person is now trapped in Kunming, I heard that they plan to use someone to transfer out." You go and let the wind go, so that his fire doesn't burn so strongly! ”

Ah Qiang could naturally hear what Wang Maocai said, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss." If nothing else, I'll go out now. ”

After Cuong went out, he changed cars a few times and went straight to the public concession.

At this time, in Kunming, Yunnan Province, Chen Changzu, the general manager of Sino-German Airlines, had already allocated a McDonnell Douglas DC-2 for special use. He had already contacted the pilot and crew members, and had packed up the fine gold and silver. and informed his wife.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the plane took off on time.