Chapter 992 Night
“Teacher is a little tired and is taking a nap in the study room.” Cheng Qianfan went down the stairs and said to Imamura Kogoro, telling him not to disturb him.
Imamura Kogoro looked at the wall clock in the living room and couldn't help but sigh, "Counsellor can still rest for half an hour."
“Are there guests visiting?” Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
You must know that it is already a quarter past eight in the evening.
“Wang Qianhai’s personal representative is coming to visit the counselor.” Imamura Kogoro said.
“It’s my fault.” Cheng Qianfan patted his forehead, “If I knew that the teacher was still busy with work, I should have left earlier.”
As he spoke, he subconsciously rubbed his throat.
“Every time Kentaro comes, the counselor is very happy.” Imamura Kogoro shook his head, “For the counselor, this is the only time when he is most relaxed.”
“It’s my fault that I haven’t been able to visit the teacher more often.” Cheng Qianfan said seriously, with an expression of reverence on his face, “For the sake of the empire, the teacher has worked hard...”
Speaking, he bowed to Imamura Kogoro, "I beg you for your health, teacher!"
“It’s a matter of duty.” Imamura Kogoro said in return.
Cheng Qianfan chatted with Kogoro Imamura for a few more words, mainly to care about Hyoutarou Imamura's health and living conditions.
After secretly estimating the time, Cheng Qianfan raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. He said it was getting late, said hello to Kogoro Imamura and left.
…
The evening breeze blows.
Cheng Qianfan's pace was a little fast and seemed a little impatient.
When he arrived about ten steps away from the car, he stopped, took out his cigarette holder from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it in his mouth, and took two puffs silently and quickly.
“Brother Fan.” Haozi got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.
“Smoke a cigarette.” Cheng Qianfan bit the cigarette and stretched comfortably.
Then he took a few puffs of the cigarette and sighed greedily and contentedly.
It’s not enough.
Cheng Qianfan touched another cigarette and lit it up. This time he finished the cigarette slowly. Only then was he satisfied. He threw the cigarette **** on the ground and got in the car.
“Let’s go.” Cheng Qianfan said to Li Hao.
On the second floor of Imamura Mansion, Hyōtaro Imamura rolled up a corner of the curtains and watched the car taillights disappear into the night.
“When we were in the living room just now, Kentaro seemed to be still resisting his craving for cigarettes.” Imamura Kogoro said.
"I know." Hyōtaro Imamura nodded, with a satisfied smile on his face. Just now, he coughed a few times. Kentaro Miyazaki learned that he had just recovered from the cold. The student who was a heavy smoker endured it forcefully. There is no smoking in the house. Even if Imamura Hyōtaro allows him to smoke, Miyazaki Kentaro is determined not to do so.
I have been holding back this for a long time. When I got out of the mansion, I couldn’t wait to light a cigarette to satisfy my cravings.
"When Chu Mingyu comes, let him wait below for an extra quarter of an hour." Hyōtaro Imamura picked up a book on his desk, turned the pages, and said to Kogoro Imamura, "Just say that I am too tired and am taking a rest. .”
“Okay.” Imamura Kogoro said.
…
The person who is going to visit Imamura Hyōtaro later, who is also Wang Kaihai’s personal representative, who is this person?
Cheng Qianfan has been thinking about this issue.
It has been more than half a month since Wang Chuhai returned from Japan, and all the "sages" of the Wang family have gathered in Shanghai.
There are many candidates who are ‘worthy’ of being Wang Chuanhai’s personal representative. Chen Nanhai, Zhou Liang, Mei Shenping, Gao Qingwu, Lin Boxheng, Chu Mingyu and others are all qualified.
So, who is this personal representative of the Wang family who came to visit late at night?
“Haozi, drive slower.” Cheng Qianfan ordered.
He just smoked two cigarettes in a row. The first cigarette was very eager to show that he was addicted to smoking, and the second cigarette was enjoyed slowly to delay time.
“Yes, Brother Fan.”
At this moment, there were car lights from the opposite side coming from a distance.
Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed:
coming.
“Haozi, remember the license plate number.” Cheng Qianfan said.
"yes."
Soon, the two cars passed each other.
“Brother Fan, the license plate is 3015.” Haozi said.
“Have you seen the person clearly?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
The curtains of his car were pulled up. This was Mr. Cheng's safety habit. It was impossible for him to lift the curtains to see.
“The curtains were pulled up, and the lights were so dazzling that I couldn’t see the back seat.” Li Hao said, “The driver was wearing glasses, and the lenses were reflective, so he couldn’t see clearly.”
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
However, this cannot be blamed on Li Hao. After all, it was just the moment when two cars passed by each other. It was already very difficult to notice this.
…
“License plate…” Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
“3015…” Li Hao thought for a moment, “This license plate belongs to Chen Gongguan.”
“Chen Gongguan?” Cheng Qianfan was surprised, and his heart moved, “You mean Chen Zhuan?”
"Yes, Brother Fan." Li Hao nodded, "The license plate 3015 originally belonged to Chief Zheng, and later it came into the hands of Chen Zhuan."
The Chief Zheng mentioned by Li Hao refers to Chief Zheng Tingfang of the Military Law Department of the former Songhu Garrison Command. This person was Dai Chunfeng's "backer" arranged by the Shanghai military for "Blue Bird".
“Chen Wentao has returned to Shanghai?” Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
The foreign minister of the pseudo-reform government, Chen Zhuan, was sanctioned by his eldest brother Lu Xingge.
Chen Wentao, the son of Chen Zhuan, offended Cheng Qianfan again. Although later, after Tan Pinggong made peace, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" generously let Chen Wentao go.
However, the more Chen Wentao inquired later, the more frightened he became by the arrogance and domineering nature of "Mr. Xiao Cheng", who actually stayed in Nanjing for a long time and did not dare to return to Shanghai.
“I’ll arrange for someone to check.” Li Hao said.
“Focus on who Chen Wentao has been interacting with recently and who is using Chen Mansion’s car,” Cheng Qianfan warned.
"clear."
The car was driving on the main road in Shanghai’s French Concession at night.
When passing the intersection in front, Li Hao honked the horn, and the bodyguard vehicles that had been waiting here merged with the car of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and joined the security team.
In this way, Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and rested his mind.
In today's exchange with Imamura Hyōtaro, although he did not mention a word about Wang Reclamation's secret meeting with the Japanese in Tokyo.
However, the topic between Cheng Qianfan and Imamura always revolved around the ‘academic research’ on Wang Qianhai’s character. This topic, which seemed to have nothing to do with their goals, was actually deliberately guided by Cheng Qianfan.
He has been secretly observing and pondering Imamura Hyoutarou's words and demeanor.
Hyoutaro Imamura's attitude towards Wang's reclamation changed slightly from before Wang went to Japan.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. He remembered that Hyōtaro Imamura had this emotion when he commented on Wang Reclamation:
This person's assurance is not sincere, which is very bad and cannot be candid.
Where did this sentimental statement come from?
The more Cheng Qianfan thought about it, the more he felt that these emotional words of Hyōtaro Imamura were very important. They were like a key. If you mastered this key, you would be able to open a small door for spying.
In addition, from Hyōtaro Imamura's mouth, he was shocked to learn that some people in Japan actually suspected that Wang Shuhai's defection was a double act performed by Wang and the "principal" in order to deceive Japan.
This is a very important discovery.
There seems to be a lot to write about.
…
No. 76, who has experienced a catastrophe, with the passage of time, all the trauma can be smoothed away, and everything seems to be back to normal.
However, the death of Gui Yimen and others is still a taboo that many people avoid talking about at No. 76 Jisi Feier Road.
Su Chende slept in his office that night.
The office is brightly lit late at night. Su Chende doesn't like darkness, which makes him feel deserted.
Ever since the incident at Robertson Road Hengfeng Watch Shop, Su Chende's situation has not been very good.
His office should have been a bustling place with people flocking to it. After all, he came here with the huge Central Committee Suhu District, and those former mid-level and high-level personnel from the Central Committee Suhu District should have naturally moved closer to him. Hug together for warmth in this unfamiliar environment.
However, the tragic death of Gui Yimeng and others changed everything.
The old subordinates in the former Suhu District were quite dissatisfied with Su Chende's failure to seek justice for Gui Yigeng from the Japanese.
Then, some **** spread the rumor that Su Chende's banner could not protect his men. In this case, it would be better to surrender to another mountain as early as possible.
As a result, Su Chende's place suddenly became a little deserted.
日 mud horse!
Su Chende cursed in his mind. He could vaguely guess who was behind this.
Li Cuiqun was obviously dissatisfied with his previous show of kindness to Dingmu Tun, so this person was causing trouble in secret.
However, Dingmutun seems to be suspicious... Dingmutun will not be happy to see his successful rise as a third-party force on the 76th.
…
“Wang Da, bring a pot of hot water over here.” Su Chende suddenly stood up from the camp bed, touched his forehead and shouted.
No one responded.
Su Chende immediately frowned. He glanced at the office and then remembered that Wang Da was already gone.
This Wang Da was a subordinate he had become familiar with when he was in the Suzhou District. He also died in the Robertson Road incident and died in the hands of the Japanese.
Things change and people change, Su Chende feels a little melancholy.
He lit a cigarette, looked up at the electric fan hanging on the beam, and frowned.
It can’t go on like this.
He must regroup!
In the struggle for power and gain, there have always been winners and losers since ancient times. Failure will not lead to a good outcome.
The most important thing is that, although it has only been a short time since he joined the Japanese, Su Chende has seen clearly that Japanese jobs are not that good.
Since he has been used as a dog by the Japanese.
Then let’s be the dog that barks the most and bites the most.
Such thoughts seemed to inject energy into Su Chende's body. He poured himself a pot of hot water, made a cup of strong tea, took out many files, photos, and information from the filing cabinet, and buried himself in them.
These are all messy intelligence reports from No. 76’s agents, detectives, and even members of the Qinghong Gang and Sanguang Code. To be precise, they are intelligence that has been confirmed to be of little value after preliminary screening.
Analyzing this extremely complex and clueless information is the most tiring and arduous work.
Su Chende is now assigned as the interim section chief of the Data Analysis Section.
Even, in the official statement within No. 76, this is for reuse:
How important intelligence work is, first-hand intelligence analysis is naturally a top priority.
…
Su Chende smoked cigarettes one after another. His eyes were all red, but he did not have any impatience. He was not anxious at all because of the mixed and ineffective information. On the contrary, he was very serious. .
Before success, no matter what kind of efforts you put in, you should be silent and should not complain, because complaining is in vain and will only bring negative factors.
Suddenly, Su Chende's eyes narrowed.
He picked up the piece of paper in his hand. This was the information reported by a three-light coder.
This Sanguang code named Jiao Kui said that he and his two brothers stopped a man coming out of Xianledu with a woman in his arms a few nights ago. The man actually pulled out a gun to scare them.
Looking at them, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. The man even laughed triumphantly and showed off to the woman he was hugging.
What this person is showing off is, "I dare to kill even Japanese people, but you are just taking advantage of me!"
Su Chende slammed the table angrily!
The reason for his anger was that such important information was mixed in so much messy information that no one cared about. If he hadn't filtered the information that had been initially judged as invalid, then, this Such valuable information will simply disappear into the sea.
…
Su Chende rang the bell.
Soon, an agent ran into the office, "Chief Su, what's the matter?"
Su Chende frowned inwardly, feeling unhappy, but with a plain smile on his face, "Liu Wei, call Zhe Fei over."
Zhe Fei was the detective who reported this information, and the Sanguang code named Jiao Kui was the person in Zhe Fei's hands.
"Chief Su, it's so late..." Liu Wei hesitated.
“Let the Japanese haters run away, and I’m going to ask you why.” Su Chende’s face turned cold and he slapped the table.
"I'm going to call someone right now." Seeing Su Chende getting angry, Liu Wei finally got scared and turned around to call someone.
There is a dormitory on No. 76.
Soon, a sleepy Zan Fei was brought to the Intelligence Analysis Section office by Liu Wei.
Su Chende glanced at Liu Wei and said, "You go down first."
Seeing Liu Wei leave with an unhappy expression, Su Chende sneered in his heart. He stepped forward and closed the door of the office, and then handed the information to Zhe Fei, "Zhe Fei, is this the information you reported?"
Zhe Fei took it over and looked at it carefully, with an embarrassed look on his face, "Chief Su, I reported it. My handwriting is ugly."
"It's very rare to be able to read." Su Chende patted Zhe Fei on the shoulder, "This information, this Jiao Kui, how sure do you think he is telling the truth?"
"Jiao Kui didn't dare lie to me." Zhe Fei said immediately, "He was almost beaten to death before, but I saved him."
"Okay." Su Chende smiled and nodded, "What do you think of this man with a gun drawn?"
“There’s a problem.” Zhe Fei said.
"Tell me the reason." Su Chende threw a cigarette over, "Why isn't this person bragging?"
"There are many people with guns, which is not uncommon, and there are also many people who dare to draw guns randomly when they are drunk." Zhe Fei said, "However, there are very few people who dare to kill Japanese people. There are many drunkards. In fact, Even if you are really drunk, you have to keep your mouth shut, no one dares to risk their lives by being drunk and crazy if it can kill someone."
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