usatvline Chapter 801 Handwriting Identification
Chapter 801 Handwriting Identification
Boss Dai didn't know how to answer the question raised by Zheng Jiemin for a moment.
In other areas, Minister He may be better than Commander Wei in many aspects, but when it comes to the defense of Zhongtiao Mountain, Commander Wei is superior to Minister He in any way.
After all, Commander Wei has been the Chairman of Henan Province and the head of the First War Zone for much longer than Minister He, and he is also familiar with Zhongtiao Mountain...
The question is, who should be the loyal minister who speaks out against his superiors? Boss Dai is unwilling to do it. If Zheng Jiemin is willing to do it, Boss Dai doesn't mind introducing him.
"Yaoquan, I know what you are thinking, but this is not the time for you to force yourself to take the lead."
"How about this, we will submit the information to Minister He of the Military and Political Department first. If you have any other ideas, you can tell Minister He."
"I believe Minister He will listen to your advice."
Isn't this just Tai Chi? A great push-hands move, using both cutting and hitting to get rid of any damage.
If there is any problem, then go and coordinate with Minister He. The problem is that Zheng Jiemin doesn't dare to say anything.
Now the defense issue of Zhongtiao Mountain is taken over by Minister He. If he tells Minister He that you are not capable and that Commander Wei must be sent, only then can Zhongtiao Mountain be ensured not to be lost.
Even if Minister He is magnanimous and does not care about Zheng Jiemin's nonsense, what about his subordinates?
Can people accept such a blunt offense from Zheng Jiemin?
In officialdom, not every "I'm sorry" can be exchanged for "it's okay".
Shanghai, Chinese Expeditionary Force Headquarters Office.
Commander Nishio was looking at the analysis of the situation on the North China battlefield submitted by Major General Mizukawa, while making crosses or circles on the report with a pen.
Major General Mizukawa is the head of the Expeditionary Force's War Command Department, which is like an upgraded version of the General Staff.
They will use the data and information collected by the dispatched forces' special forces and information departments to perform war simulations.
Generally speaking, the accuracy rate is extremely high.
All the documents were approved. General Nishio stood up, picked up the phone on the table and dialed an internal number.
After a while, Secretary Tomoda from the secretariat walked quickly into the office.
"Mr. Nishio, what can I do for you?"
Commander Nishio handed the approved document to Tomoda Makoto and said, "Tomoda-kun, this is the War Command Department's simulation of possible problems that may arise in the Zhongtiaoshan Campaign."
"Give the document to Mr. Takeda of the Special Agents Department and have them arrange personnel to conduct investigations in the area around Zhongtiao Mountain as soon as possible according to the plan and eliminate the hidden dangers listed in the plan."
After Commander Nishio finished speaking, Secretary Tomoda Makoto did not move. Instead, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
"Tomoda-kun, what does that expression mean? Is there something you haven't reported to me?"
Tomoda Makoto said, "Report, Mr. Nishio, today several leaders of the Special Agents Division, the Chinese Affairs Class, and several leaders of my Information Division have been invited to the Special High Section by Mr. Fujino."
"What? Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Commander Nishio's face suddenly darkened.
Tomoda Makoto said timidly, "Commander Nishio, you forgot that it was you who agreed with Mr. Fujino to identify whether there were spies among the high-ranking officials of the expeditionary army."
"Mr. Fujino invited them to the Special Higher Section, and he said he wanted them to write something on the spot."
"The Special High Police had previously carried out an undercover plan."
"There was an undercover agent working in the Red Party's Central Special Branch. He sent back intelligence. This spy in Shanghai had sent some information to the top leaders of the Red Party."
"That person is said to have some intelligence in his hand. Mr. Fujino called him back this time to compare the handwriting on the intelligence with theirs, hoping to catch the spy in one fell swoop."
"Identify spies through handwriting? What is the success rate of this?" Commander Nishio frowned slightly and said, "Those people are the leaders of the expeditionary force."
"How reliable is this handwriting identification? Don't make any false accusations. If that happens, I'm afraid Fujino-kun won't be able to bear the blame."
Tomoda Makoto thought for a while, then slowly said, "Mr. Fujino said that Matsushima Hisao from the consulate is an expert in trace identification."
"His professional ability is still very strong, otherwise the lady would not have taken such a fancy to him and made him a personal secretary."
"But if you're asking about the success rate, it's hard to say. But I don't think Mr. Fujino would joke about this."
"I hope so," Commander Nishio frowned and said slowly, "Just don't cause any trouble for me."
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Special High Section, in a senior executive office.
Several senior officials from the Expeditionary Force Information Department, the Expeditionary Force Special Service Department, and the Chinese Affairs Class kept writing something on paper?
In front of them was a manuscript full of handwriting, and everyone's task was to copy the words on the manuscript again.
Of course, this manuscript has nothing to do with the one found on the Conghong Party liaison officer.
Each person present was about three meters apart and could not see the contents of the manuscript paper next to them.
Everyone copied the manuscript very quickly, and in about half an hour, everyone had finished copying.
Fujino Hirofumi pushed up his glasses and said to everyone, "After you finish copying the contents on the manuscript, don't forget to sign your name at the bottom."
"It doesn't matter if you copy the content incorrectly, just make sure you write the name correctly. And the most important thing is not to make any alterations."
This is a copy paper, not an exam, so what should be said is that no corrections can be made, which made everyone confused.
Soon, everyone had finished copying, and Fujino Hirofumi ordered Jiang Teng Naoki to collect the manuscripts in their hands.
Then, he said to everyone with full apology: "I'm sorry for wasting your time. Now, everyone can go back."
"I'll let you know when the handwriting identification has results."
"It's incomprehensible," Colonel Nobuo Takeda of the Special Service Department muttered in dissatisfaction, pushed open the Special High Section's action team agent at the door, and walked out first.
The remaining few people also left the meeting room.
"Mr. Fujino, are you sure this handwriting identification is useful?" To be honest, Jiang Teng Naoki didn't quite believe it.
"Handwriting identification is certainly useful," Fujino Hirofumi picked up the stack of manuscript paper, glanced at it casually and said, "But now is not the time."
As Fujino Hirofumi finished speaking, a young figure appeared in front of the two of them.
"Matsushima-kun, now you're here. I may have to rely on you this time."
The young man in front of me was wearing a well-fitting suit and had two shallow dimples on both sides of his face when he smiled. This must be Hisao Matsushima from the consulate...