usatvline Chapter 1948 Spy Shadow
Chapter 1948 Spy Shadow
Chapter 1948 Spy Shadow
“Now everything makes sense.” My grandson Shinta nodded and said, “This confirms that the Shimonoseki Wharf massacre was perpetrated by Xiao Mian’s Shanghai Special Agent Unit.”
"Xiao Mian's men attacked the Mizutani team at the Shimonoseki dock, killing Professor Mizutani Shogo and his group. They also caused the death of Tengchuan Youren of the Nanjing Special Higher Police. Of course, the Special Affairs Department also suffered casualties, including Shen Xi," Shinta Agasa said. "Let's imagine that the Special Affairs Department discovered the experimental data and then urgently sent people to Shanghai."
His expression shifted slightly as he looked at Arao Tomohiro and said, "Section Chief, do you still remember the case of Okubo Shoto and others being murdered on Kaisen Road?"
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"You suspect that the murder of Okubo Shoto is related to the Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau?" Arao Tomohiro immediately understood what my grandson Shinta meant.
“Yes, Section Chief.” Shinta Azuma nodded.
"Is there any evidence to support this judgment?" Arao Tomohiro asked.
“Not yet,” Shinta Agasa said. “This is just a hypothetical scenario: that Shoto Okubo and Yukiya Odagiri accidentally discover suspicious personnel from the Special Affairs Bureau, and during questioning, the suspects turn on them and kill them…”
“Logically it makes sense,” Arao Tomohiro pondered. “However, from a horizontal perspective, it’s somewhat far-fetched and needs supporting evidence.”
He glanced at my grandson Shinta, "However, this can be a direction for investigation."
"Hai."
“Your focus should still be on investigating the ‘massacre’ at Shimonoseki Wharf,” said Tomohiro Arao. “Now that we’ve identified the Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau, we must press on and try to find fault with Xiao Mian, and wipe out this enemy that poses such a great threat to us.”
"In addition, the experimental data mentioned by Ohno Ryoto must be retrieved and ensured not to be leaked." He said to my grandson Shinta, "You can delegate Kikuchi Monojiro's case to your subordinates. You must prioritize tasks."
"My subordinate understands."
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Returning to his own office from Arao Tomohiro's section chief's office, Abiko Shinta sat alone in his chair, smoking silently and lost in thought.
Arao Tomohiro clearly stated that Shen Xi and other escapees from the Qingdao station of the Military Intelligence Bureau were indeed under the leadership of Xiao Mian of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau.
The significance behind this highly certain intelligence naturally aroused the great interest of my grandson, Shinta.
Xiao Mian and his Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau were old rivals of the Imperial Secret Service, including the Shanghai Special Higher Police, and the two sides had been fighting for five or six years.
Initially, the other side was just the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group. In the battle with the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency, it was not only not wiped out, but grew stronger and became a special intelligence department that stood alongside the Shanghai District. Just based on this point alone, the existence of Xiao Mian and the Shanghai Special Intelligence Department was a disgrace to the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency, including the Shanghai Special Higher Police, especially the Special Higher Police.
The most humiliating thing was that they knew very little about Xiao Mian and the Shanghai Special Affairs Bureau.
Not only the Shanghai Special Higher Police, but also other Imperial Secret Service agencies had little to no intelligence on Xiao Mian and his Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau.
Now, however, Section Chief Arao has definitively confirmed the intelligence regarding the Shanghai Special Operations Bureau, which is enough to explain the situation:
He strongly suspected that Tomohiro Arao was in charge of a secret intelligence organization.
It was thanks to the contributions of this intelligence organization that the information about the Shanghai Special Operations Bureau was obtained.
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My grandson Shinta is very interested in the intelligence organization controlled by Arao Tomohiro.
Moreover, he harbored some resentment. As the head of the Special Higher Police's intelligence office, shouldn't such an important intelligence organization be handed over to him, the head of the intelligence office? At the very least, shouldn't he have the right to know?
This made him feel dissatisfied with Arao Tomohiro.
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chongqing.
Yang Erbao happily picked up Mao Yaomei and then took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and gave it to her.
“Brother Yang, you should keep this precious item. Why did you…” Mao Fulin glanced at it and quickly said.
“This was given to us by an American officer when his car broke down last time. We helped him out,” Yang Erbao said. “If we don’t give this to the kids, are we going to leave it for the men to eat?”
As he spoke, he pinched Mao Yaomei's little face, "Every time I see Yaomei, I think of the children."
Mao Fulin sighed. Yang Erbao's wife and children were killed in a Japanese bombing raid. This incident had become a permanent pain in Yang Erbao's heart. He used to be very enthusiastic, but now he had become much more silent. He would only be more cheerful in front of his old friend.
Of course, this kind of Yang Erbao was quite appreciated by the officials in Luojiawan. It is said that even Brother Qi Wu, whom he had only met twice, had a lot of praise for Yang Erbao.
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"It's just a few simple dishes, not enough to entertain you properly," Mao Fulin said, clinking glasses with Yang Erbao.
"Brother Mao, you're too kind," Yang Erbao said, taking a sip of his drink. "Here with Brother Mao, I consider myself family, no kidding."
“We’re family, truly family,” Mao Fulin said happily.
The two enjoyed their meal and drinks. Mao Fulin, who had a low alcohol tolerance, drank too much and became quite drunk, losing control of his speech.
"I'm not very capable, but I'm content with the life I have now," Mao Fulin said, hiccuping. "This is how my life will be."
"However, don't underestimate me just because I'm not capable. I have a younger brother who is incredibly skilled and capable of anything," Mao Fulin said.
"Brother Mao, you're too modest," Yang Erbao said. "Brother Mao is just very careful and meticulous in his work. I heard that Director Qi has praised you."
He added more wine to Mao Fulin's cup, saying, "Brother Mao is already so capable, you can only imagine how skilled your younger brother is."
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Yang Erbao said, "Since you have such a capable younger brother, you should come to Chongqing and be recommended to the higher-ups. You will surely rise above others."
“My seventh brother doesn’t need my recommendation.” Mao Fulin took another sip of wine and said, “He’s been in the Military Intelligence Bureau for a long time, and he’s already a hero who fought against the Japanese.”
"Is that so?" Yang Erbao's heart stirred. "It must be a hero."
"That's right!" Mao Fulin said proudly. "You know Xiao Mian, right? My seventh brother is one of Xiao Mian's top generals."
"Is that so!" Yang Erbao was shocked, but his face showed great admiration. "Impressive, truly admirable!"
"But I don't know what our seventh brother's name is?" He looked around and, seeing that Mao Fulin's wife and children hadn't noticed them, lowered his voice and asked.
"Seventh brother," Mao Fulin was already quite drunk, "Seventh brother is indeed seventh brother, the seventh brother of Third Uncle's family..."
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Shanghai.
The French Concession Special Party Branch held a temporary branch meeting.
Zhao Shuli was reading a newspaper.
"Don't bother looking, there's no good news," Old Huang said, shaking his head.
The Japanese exaggerated their victory in the newspapers.
In Burma, the Japanese army had already occupied Rangoon, and the next step was to advance on Mandalay. Once Mandalay was occupied, the Japanese army would occupy the entire territory of Burma.
Prior to this, Singapore, Malaysia, and the Philippines had all fallen.
The Dutch governor had already surrendered to the Japanese occupation forces, and Japan soon occupied the entire Dutch Indonesia, including Brunei, New Guinea, and Papua New Guinea.
The Japanese advance was unstoppable, which made the Japanese puppet regime extremely arrogant in the newspapers, especially the Wang Jingwei regime's newspapers, which were full of fanfare and celebration, as if they were proud of it.
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Just then, the sound of footsteps climbing the stairs came from the stairwell.
Old Huang squinted and listened. "It's Comrade 'Flame' and 'Flying Fish'."
Cheng Qianfan and Lu Dazhang went upstairs together and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Lao Huang and Zhao Shuli had already arrived.
"Are you in trouble?" Old Huang asked immediately.
“We suspect it’s someone from the Mitsui-kaikan (Mitsui Association) who’s been pestering us,” Lu Dazhang said. “But we managed to shake them off in the end.”
"What's going on at the Mitsui Guild Hall lately?" Old Huang asked, frowning. "These days, the people at the Mitsui Guild Hall, especially those Japanese ronin, have been overly active."
"What else could it be?" Zhao Shuli sneered. "The Japanese are winning one victory after another, and those Japanese ronin are extremely excited. They roam around and take pleasure in bullying and oppressing their own people."
“There’s something going on inside the Mitsui Club,” Cheng Qianfan said. “It involves a power struggle, which is why their respective subordinates are all trying their best to perform.”
"I see," Old Huang and the others nodded.
"Is there any chance of setting up a Mitsui Club?" Zhao Shuli asked, a thought suddenly occurring to him.
“It’s not that there’s no chance,” Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully. “However, we’ll talk about this later. There’s an emergency at this meeting.”
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After listening to what Comrade 'Flame' had to say, everyone present fell silent.
A suppressed silence.
Suppressed anger.
Silence born of anger.
Anger hidden in silence.
"So, the Japanese were using us Chinese for inhumane experiments?" Zhao Shuli asked, his eyes bloodshot.
"This is just a guess of mine," Cheng Qianfan nodded. "However, my intuition tells me that this possibility exists."
As he spoke, he took out the small notebook that Taozi had given him.
“I’ll come and see,” said Zhao Shuli.
He is from Taiwan, and because of the historical reasons for Taiwan's invasion by Japan, he is fluent in Japanese.
“I tend to agree with Comrade ‘Flame’s’ guess.” Zhao Shuli put down the small notebook in his hand, his expression more serious than ever before. “At the very least, this possibility exists.”
“The Japanese are all beasts, no, they are worse than beasts,” Old Huang said. “So, even if something is horrifying, I don’t think it’s impossible.”
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"Comrade 'Flying Fish'?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Lu Dazhang.
“We do not hesitate to speculate with the utmost malice about Japan, this evil militant nation,” Lu Dazhang said. “Let’s assume our suspicions are true.”
"To conduct such inhumane experiments, you need test subjects." He looked at the three of them and said solemnly, "Based on what's said here, where did the Japanese get their 'experimental animals' for these experiments?"
"Although it's cruel and heartbreaking," Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Comrade 'Flying Fish' asked a good question."
He looked around at the group and said, "Everyone, please share your opinions."
"Arrest innocent Chinese citizens," Zhao Shuli said.
“It’s possible, but the probability is relatively low,” Old Huang pondered. “If someone disappears without a trace, how could their relatives and friends not look for them? If many people disappear without a trace, it could cause panic.”
"Neither the police station nor the Wang Jingwei regime's police department has received any similar reports." Cheng Qianfan nodded slowly. "Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that some information has been concealed or overlooked."
“I agree with Comrade ‘Piano’s’ opinion,” Lu Dazhang said. “Arresting innocent Chinese citizens is one method, but because of the potential impact and panic it may cause, this method can be used, but the enemy will not use it often.”
“Prisoners of war,” Lu Dazhang continued, “I’m thinking of prisoners of war.”
The men's expressions changed, and they nodded solemnly.
Yes, they could be prisoners of war, and the possibility is not low.
It is no secret that Japanese fascists abused and massacred prisoners of war.
For the Japanese, once prisoners of war were captured, they were at the mercy of the Japanese. No matter what they did to the prisoners, as long as the data was destroyed and there were no written records, there was no evidence to prove that these people had been captured.
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“The possibility of prisoners of war is not low,” Cheng Qianfan said. “Comrade ‘Flying Fish’ reminded me of another possibility.”
He said with a serious expression, "Besides those who were unfortunately captured, there were also anti-Japanese patriots who were arrested by the Japanese, especially by the Japanese puppet regime's secret service..."
“Yes!” Zhao Shuli immediately said, “Especially those patriots who remained steadfast despite brutal interrogations, and whom the Japanese could do nothing about, we cannot rule out the possibility that the Japanese might persecute them in such an inhumane way.”
His expression suddenly changed.
Then, he noticed that Comrade 'Flame's' expression also changed to serious.
"Comrade 'Fire Seed,' are you thinking about the 'staying alive' incident at No. 76 a while ago?" Zhao Shuli asked Cheng Qianfan.
“Yes.” Cheng Qianfan nodded and said, “In fact, I’ve always found it strange that the enemy would suddenly order the execution to be stopped, especially since it was a top-secret order issued by the Japanese.”
"Now it seems that if our guesses were correct, everything makes sense," Old Huang nodded and said.
"Looking at it this way, Cao Yu, that dog of a spy and traitor, actually did something decent," Zhao Shuli said bitterly.
He could almost imagine how cruel and painful it would be if those patriots fell into the hands of the Japanese and were brutally murdered by the Japanese fascists in such an inhumane way.
In that situation, death would be a relief.
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"I will continue my investigation into the Japanese side and try to find clues about other missing persons who have been arrested," Cheng Qianfan said. "Comrade 'Abacus'."
He looked at Zhao Shuli.
"I'm giving you a task," Cheng Qianfan said.
"please say."
"Try to conduct a secret investigation on Jessfield Road," Cheng Qianfan said. "When the Japanese request someone to be referred, they should have an official letter of request. Of course, it's also possible that the Japanese didn't have the letter for the sake of secrecy, or that they have destroyed it. In any case, investigate it secretly."
“Alright.” Zhao Shuli nodded. “I’m quite familiar with Zhao Buqing, who’s going to the execution ground to deliver the orders. We can try to find a solution through him.”
"Please be careful," Cheng Qianfan reminded him.
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Special Higher Police (STPD) headquarters.
Yoshimura Shinpachi knocked on Arao Tomohiro's door.
"Section Chief," Yoshimura Shinpachi said respectfully, bowing. "Six Squares Secret Telegram."
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