My spy diary

Chapter 72 Surveillance
Secret Service.

Telecommunications Section.

The beeping sound never stopped, and suddenly the red light on a high-power radio station flashed.

Seeing that the monitor on the side had picked up a pen and started copying on paper, Zhao Youxin immediately put on his headphones.

He listened in person for a while, and then said with a solemn expression:
"This is a veteran. The person who sent the message should be a woman, but her characteristics are also very obvious. She always pauses every time she sends the number 7."

He recalled it in his mind and blurted out: "Shanghai Military Police Headquarters."

He knew this reporting technique.

Looking at the string of numbers transcribed by the monitor, he frowned again. Without the code book, everything was in vain.

Chase Inn.

Araki took off the headphones on his head, looked at the numbers copied on the paper, compared them with the code book, and translated them one by one.

Seeing the word "poisonous bee", he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

He had only heard of this code name once, and he had no idea whether it was a boy or a girl.

He's not curious, he doesn't want to know, and sometimes the more you know, the more dangerous your situation is.

His work is like an underground undercurrent, quiet, tortuous, rapid, and even dangerous.

However, these words that make one's scalp tingle and make one's heart tense cannot even be revealed at all on the surface.

So when he destroyed the message and came out of the office, he once again became the hotel manager with a smile on his face.

When I arrived at the front desk, I nodded reservedly to the clerk. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly saw a young man carrying a suitcase walking in.

"Sir, are you staying at the hotel? This way, please." Araki guided enthusiastically, but his eyes looked at this slightly shabby young man from head to toe.

Shoulders, hands, the way you walk, the tone of your voice.

Seeing the young man going up to the second floor with the key, Araki raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

Although he didn't know the reason for Noguchi Fujio's arrest, he knew that the consequences or chain reaction had just begun.

After all, besides Noguchi Fujio, there was someone else who had been here.

Although he didn't know who that person was, if he was also arrested, the place Noguchi visited for the first time would definitely come into the Secret Service's sight.

Some secrets should never be known to others, otherwise you will never have a good night's sleep.

Araki knew he didn't have much time.

He went upstairs again and found the man who had been waiting.

"204." Araki softly spit out a number. Although he was smiling, his tone was extremely cold.

The guy nodded lightly and glanced at the corridor, his eyes flashing fiercely.

Zhao Menghua opened the door, glanced at the layout of the room, put the leather shoes in his hand on the bed, and looked at the kettle next to the desk.

He weighed the kettle and found it was empty. He smiled slightly and took the opportunity to change the water to investigate the hotel.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a crisp knock on the door.

Zhao Menghua was confused and alert, and asked softly: "Who is it?"

"The water delivery guy."

Such a coincidence?
He put down the kettle gently and tiptoed to the back of the door.

There was a man who looked like a young boy standing outside the cat's eye, holding a gray kettle in his hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps back slowly, and said softly: "Here he comes."

Then he deliberately made a sound and stepped forward to open the door.

The door opened.

The man who looked like a young boy looked humble:

"Sir, can I bring your hot water bottle in for you?"

"No, just give it to me."

"Okay, please give me the empty kettle in the house. By the way, don't tell the boss that there is no hot water in the kettle, otherwise he will deduct my wages." The boy bowed repeatedly with a flattering look on his face.

"It's okay, I'm not a talkative woman." Seeing the humble appearance of the boy, Zhao Menghua sympathized slightly and waved his hand indifferently.

He took the kettle and just turned around and took a few steps when he suddenly heard movement behind him.

Subconsciously turning around, I saw that the young man who looked humble just now had fierce eyes and a sharp knife in his hand.

It was too fast, he didn't have time to react.

Zhao Menghua subconsciously dodged and hit him with a kettle. The sharp knife had already passed through his spine. The excruciating pain made him subconsciously want to scream.

But the boy didn't give him any time to react. It seemed that killing made him inexplicably excited. The moment he pulled out the sharp knife, an arm with tight muscles suddenly wrapped around his neck.

"laugh"

Zhao Menghua's face was full of horror, his eyes widened, and he finally fell to the ground weakly. With a "boom", the thermos kettle fell to the ground. The scalding hot water gurgled and merged with the blood. The water mist rose up, which was indescribably weird.

The boy wiped the blood on his face with an indifferent expression, and then groped him skillfully.

The documents and pistol soon appeared in the boy's hands.

Then these things appeared in Araki's hands again. Looking at the black certificate from the Secret Service, Araki's pupils tightened and his face became gloomy.

He was already wary of the Secret Service, but he didn't expect these people to have such a keen sense of smell.

Now it is no longer a matter of running out of time, the battle has already begun.

He walked a few steps on the ground, made a quick decision, and then looked at the silent boy.

"Takahashi-kun, we are about to evacuate, but there is an important task for you before we retreat."

Miyoshi Takahashi was flattered by the words "Takahashi-kun". Japanese hierarchy and superiority are strict, and calling "jun" to superiors represents closeness and respect.

Knowing that the situation was critical, he quickly said: "Hey, Araki-senpai, please give me your instructions."

Araki took out a letter from the drawer, handed it to Takahashi, and said solemnly:

"Go to the Confucius Temple immediately and put this letter under the seat of the inner hall. Be careful of Chinese agents following you on the way. If you are arrested, you know what to do."

"Hai, Araki-senpai, it is Takahashi's honor to be loyal to the Emperor."

"Very well, go ahead."

"Hai."

After disguising himself, Takahashi walked out of the hotel with a food box, stopped a rickshaw at random, and gradually drove away.

At this moment, Araki was standing on the platform on the roof of the hotel, holding a telescope and watching the goings-on on the street.

The view from the rooftop is very good. Under the gaze of Araki's telescope, everyone's faces and expressions are clearly presented in front of them.

The shoe shiner who works hard, the rickshaw driver who brags about his daily routine, and the salesman who shouts everywhere
The moment Araki frowned, a car drove past on the street.

He sneered slightly and continued to stare at the street. At this moment, he saw an inconspicuous man walking out from the newsstand. He stopped a rickshaw, and his target was none other than Miyoshi Takahashi, who was retreating.

"It's just this little skill, it's ridiculous." Araki sneered, observed for a while, then put away the telescope and returned to the office.

At a noodle stall not far from the hotel, Zhang Yi and Liu Kui were sitting on small horses eating noodles.

Liu Kui slurped and ate, taking a mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of garlic, and said vaguely:

"Captain, is there really a problem with this hotel? Just take control of the boss and the clerk as I say. We will find out if there are any problems."

"Then what? Did Huang Guangping confess?"

"Huang Guangping is tough, but I don't think he can survive for long. Their so-called bushido spirit is worthless in front of torture instruments."

Zhang Yi smiled nonchalantly. In theory, no one could survive the torture, but the purpose of confession was for intelligence, and intelligence had a statute of limitations. After the validity period, even if the prisoner confessed, it would be useless information.

At this time, a monkey dressed as a patrolman sat down next to him. He shouted to the boss to get on top, and whispered with his back on his back:
"Captain, a guy is out, and our people have followed."

"Okay, continue monitoring."

He took a sip of noodle soup and caught a glimpse of a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes walking out of the hotel. He was smiling and seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.

"Who came out?"

The monkey whispered while holding the vinegar pot:

"It's the manager of the hotel, his name is Wu Chunhe. According to the information, he is from Shanghai."

"Oh", Zhang Yi nodded, then drank the soup, silently observing this person from the corner of his eye.

He slowly walked up to a shoe shiner and polished his shoes first. After paying the money, he groped around on his body, and then went into an inconspicuous tobacco shop nearby.

When he came out again, his mouth was already closed.

At this moment, he bought another newspaper in front of the newsstand and started reading it.

Zhang Yi always felt that there was something wrong with this man. He seemed to be deliberately performing for others. His behavior seemed normal, but it could also be understood as a means of counter-investigation.

At this moment, a jingling tram came over. The man suddenly crossed the road and passed the tram. By the time the tram came away, the man had long since disappeared.

"Captain, there's something wrong with this guy. Should we chase him?" Liu Kuiteng was about to stand up when he was held down by Zhang Yi.

"Pay attention and observe. This person should be a veteran. Maybe he is hiding there to see if anyone is watching him. It seems that the guy just now was just a cover-up."

Don't be careless when dealing with such a veteran.

Whether the other party discovered the surveillance or the other party's conventional investigation methods, he was so alert and careful, which meant that he was about to do something important.

What to do?
Connector?

Zhang Yi cheered up and told the monkey:
"Inform Group 2 to occupy the commanding heights, find him, observe him from a distance, and ask Group 3 and Group 4 to go in front of him to see where he is going."

"Liu Kui, after I leave, get up again in a few minutes and take people directly to check the store. The louder the noise, the better."

After saying that, Zhang Yi stood up to pay the bill and walked in the opposite direction without looking back. He wanted to meet this guy in person.

(End of this chapter)