My spy diary

Chapter 2 Killing

Zhang Yi calmly looked at the complicated and complicated daily intelligence, filtered out the trivial ones, and selected and refined the useful information.

Then classify the information and arrange it according to the degree of urgency, because information is time-sensitive, this is the most critical.

Did Zhang Kun provide identity information to the Japanese? Even if this person is not a Japanese spy, he is still a traitor and scum, so he will kill him. Zhang Yi can't help but feel a sense of relief in his heart.

Even after joining the notorious "Military Tong", he did not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, which went against his own principles.

He was somewhat curious about Yamamoto Muzi, whom he had never met before in the Japanese consulate. However, since Zhang Kun was dead, Yamamoto Muzi would definitely get the news and would definitely not take the risk to attend the appointment again.

Let him live for a few more days first. Nowadays, the relationship between China and Japan is tense. Principal Chang is busy with the civil war and dealing with the Northeastern Army. He is resigned to the Japanese provocation and hopes for the mediation of the League of Nations. It is really
Zhang Yi sneered and continued to read the information.

The rickshaw puller Wang Defa turned out to be a secret agent of the Special High School, which surprised Zhang Yi slightly, but it was just a surprise. Everyone in the Japanese invaders could be spies. Although the second Battle of Songhu had not yet started, Jinling, as the national government, said Perhaps it has been infiltrated into a sieve by spies and spies sent by various Japanese intelligence agencies.

All that can be done now is to secretly investigate Wang Defa and get rid of his secrets. Crow, hum, is disgusting to hear it.

But the news that his neighbor Lin Youcai (Oyama Ichiro) was a Japanese spy still shocked Zhang Yi.

Lin Youcai is in his early thirties. He is a gentle man. He is accustomed to wearing a gray long coat. He works as a mathematics teacher at Huimin Primary School. He is usually helpful and has a good reputation in the neighborhood. I don't think this person is also a Japanese spy and has a pangolin. I just don't know if he will. Will make holes.

Another person was on Zhang Yi's blacklist.

[Cheng Youjia just talked to you and obtained relevant information - Cheng Youjia went to the study apartment in the afternoon and met Miss Xiaoqing, preparing to redeem her. 】

Cheng Youjia Lao Cheng is Zhang Yi's team leader. He is forty years old and has a rigid and serious personality. He never thought he would have such a hobby.

A study apartment is not a place for reading, but a brothel. After all, brothels are divided into three, six, and nine grades. High-end study apartments and long three-bedroom houses are expensive, and ordinary people dare not care about them.

Just like Zhang Yi's colleague Liu Kui, he could only go to an unknown place like Cuihong Building to drink with Little White Pigeon.

But this guy was so daring that he just joined the Secret Service and actually jumped into the flowers.

[Wang Naiqi, the principal of Huimin Primary School, rode in your car today and obtained relevant information - Wang Naiqi went to Film Bookstore in the afternoon and was secretly followed by your neighbor Lin Youcai, who suspected that Wang Naiqi was a red party member. 】

Wang Naiqi? Red party? A middle-aged man in his forties wearing a gray gown and a gentle face appeared in Zhang Yi's mind. What was this man doing at the Film Bookstore?

Connector? Could it be that Feilin Bookstore is the secret liaison station of the Red Party? But how could this person be so careless? Even if he was followed and monitored, he wouldn't be discovered.

Alas, the profession of spying is really not easy to do. It can be said that you are dancing on the tip of a knife every step of the way.

Zhang Yi sighed deeply and went to bed to rest.

It's quiet at night.

In the backyard of Film Bookstore, an oil lamp was lit.

Cheng Youjia sat with a man dressed as a forty-year-old businessman.

"It's so late, is it appropriate for you to come out?"

"Don't worry, I'm doing the newcomer assessment today, no one will pay special attention to me at this time."

"It's not just an assessment, right? You smell of perfume, and you must have gone to the fireworks venue today. Although you live in a devil's cave, you are more like an enemy than an enemy, but you can emerge from the mire and remain untainted. You should be aware of the discipline of the organization."

As the businessman spoke, his eyes became sharp and he stared at Cheng Youjia closely.

"Old Wu, you misunderstood."

Cheng Youjia, who originally had a stern face, turned out to be a little shy at this moment. He blushed for a rare moment, sniffed his clothes, and then said seriously: "I found Yaqin."

"Yaqin? Where is it?" After hearing this, Old Wu suddenly stood up with an excited expression.

Yaqin, Lin Yaqin is the daughter of their comrade-in-arms. She was lost due to the war ten years ago. She was only 7 years old at that time.

Before his comrades died, the only thing they could not forget was their only daughter. However, the organization tried every means, but there was no news about Lin Yaqin. Unexpectedly, there was news at this time.

"Book Apartment."

Cheng Youjia said bitterly, and then comforted his old friend: "Don't worry, I'm already thinking of a way to rescue him. After all, I'm in the Secret Service. It's more convenient to wear this skin."

"That's good, that's good. Although the organization's funds are limited and we can't provide you with help, we still have the manpower."

Cheng Youjia seemed unwilling to talk more about this issue and changed the subject:
"I've heard about the sulfonamide you want. Someone has recently spread the news on the black market. I will think of a solution when the time comes."

Although he knew that Cheng Youjia's work was not easy, sulfa was a life-saving tool after all. Old Wu still gritted his teeth and said: "Quickly."

"I know." Cheng Youjia responded sternly, stood up and left.

Early the next morning, although he was on vacation, Zhang Yi still got up early and moved around in the house. When he heard the sound of the door opening next door, he walked out.

"Mr. Lin, is it so early?"

Zhang Yi greeted with a smile. Lin Youcai was wearing a long gown and carrying a briefcase. He adjusted his glasses and said with slight surprise:

"It must be Mr. Zhang. I have long heard from my neighbors that there is a new young talent next door, but I have never had the chance to meet him. We are all neighbors, so we need to keep in touch with him more in the future."

"Haha, I have just arrived in Jinling and I am very strapped for money. I have been busy looking for a job these days. When I find a job and get paid, I will treat Mr. Lin to a nice drink."

"Easy to say, job depends on fate, but Mr. Zhang shows his talent, I believe he will find a job soon."

"I'd like to lend you some good advice. Mr. Lin is going to school so early?"

"I'm on duty today. I have to go a little early. I'll leave first and get together later."

As he spoke, Lin Youcai quickly walked out of the alley, stopped a rickshaw and drove away.

Zhang Yi squinted his eyes, returned to the room, arranged it, and left again.

His main task today is to secretly investigate Wang Defa and secretly remove him.

He got on a rickshaw and went around to the commercial street, bought clothes and other items, and found a hotel. After dressing up, Zhang Yi appeared near Taiyuan Road where Wang Defa often traveled.

After a brief search, Wang Defa was found, sitting on the shaft of the car eating steamed buns.

Unlike when he was on a mission, Zhang Yicai only had time to look at Wang Defa carefully at this time.

He is in his thirties and looks to be forty years old. He wears a small felt hat and has a wrinkled face.

But his body is exceptionally strong, and his two hands gripping the handlebars are like eagle talons, dry and rough.

His clothes were very simple, just a white sweat towel, a patch on his gray trousers, and a pair of "thousand-layer sole" cloth shoes on his feet.

Seeing the business coming to his door, Wang Defa stuffed the bun into his mouth without hesitation, stepped forward quickly and said, "Where are you going, sir?"

Zhang Yi was wearing a well-fitting suit today, wearing sunglasses, and carrying a briefcase. Wang Defa obviously couldn't recognize that this person was the young man who competed with him for business yesterday.

"Xinguang Paper Factory"

Zhang Yi reported the name of a suburban place. When Wang Defa hesitated slightly and threw out a five-yuan note, he snorted, "I need your money. Come on, I'm in a hurry to sign the contract."

"Okay, sir, sit down."

Knowing that he has met a wealthy businessman, he only pays 10 or 5 cents for a ride. One yuan can buy more than kilograms of rice and kilograms of pork. Five yuan is a "huge sum".

Wang Defa readily agreed. Although Xinguang Paper Factory was far away, one trip would equal his income for several days.

"Try to hurry up." Zhang Yi pretended to be anxious and urged.

"Don't worry, our Lao Wang's car is fast and stable, and it is well-known in this area."

"You are more famous for your acting skills!"

Zhang Yi sneered. He didn't know whether he was originally in this profession or whether he became a monk after joining a special high school, but he did play the rickshaw driver vividly.

There was no words all the way. After seeing the car leaving the city, there were few people. After passing a small river, Zhang Yi stopped the car.

"Sir, you...?"

"Take a piss."

Zhang Yi dealt with it casually, pretending to be anxious, and pulled out the pistol from his briefcase the moment Wang Defa left the car.

Because he was wearing single clothes to prevent his flaws from being exposed, Zhang Yi put the loaded gun in his briefcase.

"Sir. No. Sir, it's just..."

With a "plop", Wang Defa knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

But Zhang Yi sneered. This guy seemed to have been frightened out of his courage, but his big hands like eagle claws were ready to counterattack at any time, so he was merciless and said at the moment of shooting: "Crow, you have been exposed. "

With a "bang" shot, Wang Defa's head was directly hit. There was fierceness and deep disbelief in the opponent's eyes.

"boom"

Zhang Yi shot him in the chest again, until Wang Defa was motionless, then he stepped forward and touched the other person's neck, put on gloves to search him, and finally kicked him into the ditch.

Looking at the frightened wild birds in the distance and the crowds of people looking vaguely over, Zhang Yi pulled off a handful of wormwood, walked backwards to clear away the footprints on the soft soil, and then left calmly.

His next target is Lin Youcai. Of course, the premise is to warn Principal Wang Naiqi whose identity has been exposed.

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(End of this chapter)