My spy diary

Chapter 99 Connection (please vote for me)

After receiving Zheng Huhe's report, Zhang Yi realized that Takagi was undoubtedly a cunning master.

Moreover, this person had helpers. No matter how powerful Zheng Huhe was, his two fists could not beat his four hands.

So Zhang Yi was ready to take action personally.

Because he was injured, he simply disguised himself as a gang member by wearing a white lining, a black cardigan, and a top hat.

Zhang Yi got off the rickshaw, touched the shell gun on his waist, and swaggered into the Great World Ballroom.

The music in the dance hall was lively and the crowd was buzzing.

The sound of music was mixed with laughter and the clinking of wine glasses. The sound was noisy, and people of all colors shuttled among them, with their own purposes.

Zhang Yi's eyes passed over several wealthy children who were looking for fun, and he quickly caught Zheng Huhe's figure in the swaying colorful lights.

At this moment, he was wearing an expensive suit, gold-rimmed glasses, holding a cigar in his hand, and was chatting up a dancer.

When he saw Zhang Yi, he just nodded vaguely, exhaled a puff of smoke, and shook the cigar in his hand.

Zhang Yi nodded, followed the position he pointed, and soon found the target's figure.

Takagi was sitting at the bar with a glass of prepared cocktail in front of him. He was smoking a cigarette and taking a sip from time to time.

There were also two men and a woman sitting next to them, both of whom seemed to be drinking too much.

Zhang Yi ordered a bottle of red wine, sat down in a dark corner, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and calmly observed the various people in the ballroom.

Especially Takagi.

This man went to great lengths to test for stalkers and then came here for more than just a drink.

Zhang Yi guessed that he was the connector.

As he watched, the woman leaning on the bar ordered another glass of brandy, lit a slender lady's cigarette, and suddenly sat down next to Takagi.

She held her chin in one hand and held a cigarette in the other. She exhaled smoke lightly from her scarlet lips and winked at Takagi.

Seeing Takagi's cold reaction, the woman raised one foot and pushed it up Takagi's pants.

She licked her lips like a beautiful snake in heat.

Takagi glanced at her.

She was wearing a fashionable cheongsam with a stand-up collar. Her whole body exuded the fragrance of makeup and powder, and her face was as delicate as tender tofu that could be broken by a blow.

But Takagi just smiled, and he could smell the dusty smell on the other person's body from a distance.

After identifying the other party's identity, he smiled mockingly, took out a banknote from his arms and threw it over, saying something.

Zhang Yi captured the shape of his mouth, which seemed to be the word "go".

He didn't know whether the woman was Takagi's contact, whether the two were acting or just chatting, and he watched their movements quietly.

The next moment, the woman sneered, rolled her eyes, shook her wavy hair, picked up the banknotes and stuffed them into the bag, then turned around and walked towards another man.

The two seemed to be chatting happily, and soon the woman took the man's arm and left.

'It turned out to be a swallow looking for prey. '

Zhang Yi shook his head, then thought about it, felt a little worried, and made a vague gesture to Zheng Huhe.

Seeing him following the woman, he fixed his gaze on Takagi again.

A few minutes later, a man wearing a white shirt and vest, holding a coat in his hand, sat near him, with a seat in the middle.

Takagi seemed to be quite vigilant. The moment the man appeared, he turned his head slightly to pay attention to the movements around him.

As Zhang Yi watched, Takagi ordered another glass of wine, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He took out a match and tried it a few times without igniting it. He threw the match aside with some annoyance, then approached the man, patted him on the shoulder, and made a motion to light a fire.

The man seemed a little drunk and glanced at him impatiently, then took out a silver lighter from his arms and placed it on the bar.

The moment he took out his lighter, an envelope and several banknotes accidentally fell to the ground.

The man drunkenly bent over to pick it up, but almost fell down. Takagi next to him had quick hands and quick eyes. He bent down to pick it up with a smile, and slapped the banknote on the bar. The envelope was carelessly clasped in his palm and slipped into his cuff.

Zhang Yi, who was not far away, picked up his wine glass, took a light drink and squinted his eyes.

If nothing else, this person is Takagi's connector.

Bar location.

With the episode of borrowing a lighter and helping each other pick up money, the two strangers suddenly developed a friendship, and then started chatting affectionately under the watch of the bartender.

Takagi calmly touched the thickness of the envelope, frowned slightly, and clinked glasses with the man in the vest, with a smile on his face but a sinister voice:

"Why is the number wrong?" "Liu Caishun, Deputy Section Chief Liu, if you don't want your beautiful wife to be harmed, just do as I say..."

Liu Caishun seemed to be extremely afraid of Takagi. He glanced at the bartender not far away, and just as he was about to turn around and observe his surroundings, he was scolded by Takagi in a low voice.

"Don't look around, drink your wine, just say what you want to say, just keep your voice down."

Hearing what Takagi said, Liu Caishun nodded with a complex expression, took a sip of wine, smiled bitterly, and said:
"I can only get three of them now. You want them in a hurry. They must be from dead people. Where can I find them?"

"I don't care about that. You must get two more for me before noon tomorrow, otherwise you will wait to collect your wife's body." Takagi smiled brightly and raised his glass to clink a glass with him.

Liu Caishun's face was ugly, and the hand holding the wine glass shook. He gritted his teeth and drank all the wine in the glass.

As the youngest deputy section chief of the Jinling Police Department, he is in charge of the household registration department. On the surface, he is very prosperous. He is also married to a wealthy lady from a scholarly family. He is very proud of his life!
However, the secret in his heart cannot be revealed to his mouth. Every day that passes, his suffering increases.

It all started when he entered the household registration section of the police station.

Ever since he discovered that his superior Zhang Kun (who had been killed by Zhang Yi in Chapter 2) was reselling household registration documents, Liu Caishun knew that he had glimpsed a road to wealth and successfully boarded the pirate ship.

In the household registration department, the documents of people who died of natural or unnatural causes must be canceled every year. Many criminals are shot and executed. Zhang Kun and Liu Caishun took advantage of the loopholes in the destruction of documents to steal the documents and then resell them to those who need them. .

The other party only needs to scratch off the photo and paste a new photo, and it will be an authentic ID.

Liu Caishun's family had been poor for several lifetimes. His parents lived frugally and even sold blood to support his education in high school, and finally he was admitted to a police training school.

Therefore, he is extremely eager for money, and he doesn't care who these documents are sold to, whether they are criminal gangsters, red party members or the Japanese.

He would sell it to whoever gave him the money. In his opinion, for the same two hundred yuan bills, who could tell which one was noble and which one was dirty?

As more and more documents were resold, the two were no longer satisfied with the documents of dead people, and began to steal the official seal of the household registration department and forge documents.

As wealth rolled in, Liu Caishun succeeded in getting the beauty back by being generous and catering to her needs.

However, at this time, Zhang Kun died suddenly.

Liu Caishun was frightened for a few days, but when he saw that everything was calm and no one paid attention to him, he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, and continued his reselling business alone.

However, before he could be proud for long, Takagi suddenly found him.

Only then did he realize that Zhang Kun was actually a spy of the Special High School, and the Special High School also controlled everything about him and threatened him to work for the Special High School.

Although Liu Caishun felt that there was a difference between doing illegal activities and being a traitor.

However, this guy is a person who puts money first and has no bottom line. In his eyes, as long as it is money, he can sell anything.

You can have no bottom line in order to make money, even if you have to sell your conscience, soul and everything.

It is not impossible to buy oneself to the Japanese, as long as the price is right.

But Takagi didn't give him any room to bargain and directly kidnapped his wife.

In this way, Liu Caishun boarded the pirate ship again, with an additional codename: wood.

And like his codename, he became a puppet that Takagi could manipulate at will.

At this moment, facing Takagi's threat, he could only nod bitterly.

Seeing Liu Caishun agreeing, Takagi smiled enigmatically, drank all the wine in his glass, threw down a few banknotes and left the dance hall.

Here.

Zheng Huhe came out of the toilet and handed a Kun bag to Zhang Yi. It was the bag of the "Swallow" just now.

He whispered: "I checked, they are all normal banknotes, and no problems were found."

"it is good."

Zhang Yi nodded, looked at Takagi's leaving figure, and said solemnly:
"You continue to stare at him, be careful of the beggar, and try to figure out where he lives."

Zheng Huhe did not speak, but nodded silently, looking a little eager to try.

Watching his leaving figure, Zhang Yi remembered a saying, if you want to stay in the wolf's den, you must be more like a wolf than a wolf.

He sincerely admired Lao Zheng.

As a senior agent lurking in the Secret Service, not being exposed is already a success.

Because most undercover agents will have a psychological process, those cases where they are directly contacted or even participated in, psychologically speaking, even temper a person's cognition, beliefs and beliefs. Unfortunately, those who cannot withstand the test are absolutely the ones who cannot withstand the test. most people.

You can attack people who have nothing to do with you or the organization, but what about your own comrades?

To kill or not to kill?

This is the tragedy of being an undercover agent and the cruelty of the hidden front.

If you don't act like a bad guy, you will be treated as a traitor by the bad guys, but if you act too much like a bad person, you will be suspected by your own people.
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(End of this chapter)