The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 61 Promotion

"Ah Mo, you are a major now, you are so awesome!" Su Mo'er was happy for Cheng Mo's promotion, which shows how good her men are.

My father always looks at people in the same old way, which is a bit outdated.

"A major is nothing. In this troubled world, as long as you are willing to risk your life and fight, you can always find a future, and the premise is that you have to live." Cheng Mo said.

Su Moer was silent.

The topic of "living" is a bit heavy. Both of them have seen life and death. Cheng Mo is on the battlefield, while Su Moer is in the field hospital. They can see it every day. What's more, she is also a doctor. Although she has not been working for a long time, the hospital We see birth, aging, illness and death every day. If you can't bear this, don't be a doctor.

In one month in the field hospital, she handled so many wounded people and minor surgeries that she lost count. From this point of view, she had made great progress during this "refresher training". The hospital obviously wanted to train her as a key talent. .

"Mo'er, this is a draft message. You will translate it into cipher text and send it to the Wuhan headquarters." Cheng Mo handed over the message he had already prepared.

Su Mo'er looked up in surprise when she saw the content of the message, as if asking.

Cheng Mo nodded.

Su Mo'er covered her mouth in surprise, and at the same time she felt as if her heartbeat was beating much faster. She never expected that Cheng Moer was responsible for the assassinations of "robber lawyer" Fan Gang and pseudo-citizens association member Yang Fuyuan. of.

Of course, she herself belonged to this action group, but Cheng Mo did not disclose these two actions to her, let alone let her participate.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm in the patrol room myself, they can't find me." Cheng Mo comforted him gently, "Send the message quickly."

Su Mo'er tried her best to calm down and began to change the message into cipher text, and then into Morse code and sent it out.

This process lasted nearly a quarter of an hour.

"According to the agreement, the headquarters will call us back at eight o'clock tomorrow evening, but your job and identity are not convenient, so I will come over tomorrow night to copy and collect the messages. From now on, some of the work of copying and collecting messages will be handed over to Lao Miao. He will only You are responsible for copying and translating. If anything happens, I will call you, and your relationship with me does not need to be kept secret..." Cheng Mo said.

Su Mo'er nodded. She was fully aware of the dangers of this job, even though the instructor had warned it during the training.

However, she didn't have this intuitive feeling yet, and now, she has a little bit of it.

"Mo'er, from now on, I will also conduct some training for you. Your time in the training class is too short and you have learned too little. You have only learned a superficial level of many things. Next, you must strengthen them in actual combat, otherwise, We can’t stay in the concession for long.”

Su Mo'er nodded. She knew that Cheng Mo did this for her own good. If it weren't for Cheng Mo, she might not have entered the Qingpu class.

But now that I have entered, it is impossible to quit. I can only work hard to adapt.

Fortunately, she was lucky to have Cheng Mo by her side. In comparison, other girls in the same period as her were not so lucky.

Dating is an exercise in "connection", shopping is an on-site teaching of "tracking and anti-stalking", using code words on the phone, and even going to the amusement park is a training subject...

Cheng Mo developed a series of training plans for Su Mo'er to train Su Mo'er and at the same time hone and improve himself.

Life has to go on.

Negotiations between the Japanese and the Ministry of Industry and Industry have begun again.

This time the negotiations are still at the Richa Hotel to allow the Japanese to enter the concession. They really don't have the guts now, and the British don't want them to come.

There must be concessions, and both sides have made concessions, but neither has touched the bottom line of either party, and both want more.

The murder case of "Fan Gang" was also discussed. The Japanese side proposed to send experienced criminal investigation experts to the concession to assist the Ministry of Industry Police Bureau in solving the case.

But this request was rejected by Kai Ziwei on the spot. Just kidding, once this was opened, it couldn't be stopped.

What's more, the person who died was not a Japanese. Japan's request to help solve the case is simply untenable. Of course, the Japanese cannot be allowed to enter the concession. Are they just here to help solve the case?

They know what they want to do with their toes.

The Japanese side obviously also knew that the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau would not agree to this request, so naturally they no longer insisted on it. This could be regarded as testing the bottom line of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau.

There was some progress in the morning's negotiations, at least it didn't end on bad terms like last time.

Cheng Mo also wanted to meet Isao Nakamura again during lunch, but obviously, he didn't come this time.

I don't know why, but it seems that he must find an opportunity to visit Juxiang Bookstore again.

"Mr. Pride, I want to go for a walk. I will be back before the negotiations in the afternoon." Cheng Mo asked Pride for leave. "Cheng, you are Chinese, will you be unsafe in Hongkou?" Pride asked with concern.

"I have lived in Japan for many years. I can look like a Japanese, at least I won't be noticed by them. Besides, I also have a special pass issued by the Ministry of Industry and Commerce and the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, so there is no problem." Cheng Mo explained Think about your own reasons for going out.

Pride thought for a moment and nodded: "Would you like me to send a driver to follow you?"

"No, can I borrow your car?"

"Of course, you have to come back before the negotiation." Pride happily asked the driver to hand over the car keys to Cheng Mo.

After watching Cheng Mo leave, Pride went directly to see Kai Ziwei.

The deputy director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau is also the immediate boss of the political unit of the police force. At the same time, he is also the head of the British Secret Service in Shanghai.

"He just took a leave of absence and asked me to borrow a car."

"He is a person with a background. Try not to care about him, and don't monitor or follow him. Do you understand?" Kai Ziwei ordered.

"Mr. Vice President, why do you do this?"

Kai Ziwei smiled slightly, reached out and patted Pride on the shoulder and said: "In this land, we are always outsiders. If we want to gain something, we must do as the Romans do. Understand, my Inspector Pride."

"You mean he has another identity?"

"This is what you said, not me." Kai Ziwei smiled and handed over a glass of wine, "Pride, don't worry about so much, let's have a drink."

"Okay, although I don't understand, I will obey the commander's orders." Pride nodded. It is always right to obey the commander.

"very good."

Kai Ziwei knew that Cheng Mo had joined the Police Department of the Ministry of Industry Bureau through his relationship with Yang Hu, the former commander of the Songhu Garrison Command. When Nanjing was defeated, he placed someone in the Police Department of the Ministry of Industry Bureau, so he had to say it clearly. This is the person from Nanjing.

But he still wiped out the traces of Cheng Mo entering the Ministry of Industry Bureau. This matter also involved some transactions, which he naturally couldn't tell Pride.

In intelligence work, you have me, and I have yours. Sometimes, exchanges and everyone getting what they need are necessary.

In fact, there are many people like Cheng Mo who have entered the Ministry of Industry Bureau through various connections. However, as the intelligence director, Kai Ziwei is very sensitive. Cheng Mo studied in Japan, worked in a bank, and entered the concession from Zhabei. , so pay more attention.

At least, so far, he hasn't noticed anything unusual.

Cheng Mo drove north along Sichuan North Road and got off the car to buy two cigarettes. After observing to make sure no one was following him, he headed to Yuqingfang where Juxiang Bookstore was located.

Park the car and lock the door.

Hongkou is now an area controlled by the Japanese, and the residents are Japanese expatriates. The security level is relatively better.

"Mr. Kikuchi, see you again?" Cheng Mo came in and greeted with a smile. There were not many customers in the store at noon.

"Morita-kun, long time no see." Kikuchi Ming grinned when he saw Cheng Mo, feeling an indescribable "wretchedness".

A person cannot be judged by his appearance, but with such an appearance, he is actually one of his own.

"As I told you last time, has the "Kyoto Pictorial" I asked for arrived?" Cheng Mo asked.

"Here, here, I put it in the warehouse, please follow me." Kikuchi Ming made an inviting gesture and asked Cheng Mo to follow his footsteps to a small room in the bookstore, explaining that it was his warehouse.

As soon as he opened the door, Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment and saw Isao Nakamura sitting inside with a tea tray in front of him, obviously waiting for him.

"Morita-kun, they are all here. You can look for them yourself. Once you have found them, just bring them to the front." Akira Kikuchi bowed slightly, then turned around and went back.

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(End of this chapter)