Quartermasters can also fight the devils

"Deputy Director Zhang, the Japanese have brought in all the radio stations. Do you think they will take action soon? What plan should we follow?" Liao Qian handed Zhang Wenwu a cigarette. He now realized that Zhang Wenwu's way of thinking was really useful, and his inferences were very reasonable. He couldn't help but regard Zhang Wenwu as his backbone.

Zhang Wenwu took the cigarette, lit it, and nodded. "Well, it's hard to say whether the Japanese will take action soon. Our information intelligence is still not enough to prove it. But from the fact that the Japanese transported the radio here, one thing is certain."

"What's the matter?" Liu Qiqian asked before Liao Qian.

"It means that the Japanese mission to Zhenjiang is very important. At least they will not stay for a few days and then suddenly run away. The Japanese brought the radio here, which means that they have completed the assessment of Zhenjiang and determined that Zhenjiang meets all the requirements of their actions. They will use this clinic in Zhenjiang as a basis to carry out their plan. As for what their planned goals are, I feel that I may have a chance to get in touch with a little bit." Zhang Wenwu explained to the two people, took a puff of cigarette and continued:

"The Japanese risked their lives to assign such an important radio station to us, which means that their missions require frequent direct contact with the chief named Ono. This can also indirectly prove that the Japanese action this time was personally directed by Chief Ono of the Eagle Agency. A mission that can be personally directed by a chief must be a very important mission. I infer that it is very likely that it was a mission directly issued by the Japanese top brass, which is why Chief Ono took it so seriously."

After listening to Zhang Wenwu's analysis, Liu Qiqian also fell into deep thought. If Zhang Wenwu's analysis was true, the Japanese were aiming for something big this time. At the same time, she became excited as she felt that this action was getting bigger and bigger.

"Deputy Director Zhang, what you said makes sense. What do you think we should do next?" Liao Qian also felt that Zhang Wenwu's analysis was quite reasonable, so he quickly asked Zhang Wenwu about his future plans. He also needed to write up these analyses and plans and submit them to Deputy Division Commander Qi and Station Chief Chen Shuming for review.

Zhang Wenwu thought for a moment and said to Liu Qiqian, "Liu Qiqian, our current information is still not comprehensive enough. Your investigation department should know about other suspicious Japanese spy stations in Zhenjiang. Keep an eye on the clinic to see if they have any contacts with other spy stations. If not, see if there are any people who frequently go in and out of the clinic."

Liu Qiqian immediately assured that there was no problem. She would arrange for her team members to keep an eye on the clinic around the clock, and if any suspicious persons were found, they would immediately investigate thoroughly.

Seeing that there was no problem with Liu Qiqian, Zhang Wenwu looked at Liao Qian and said, "Deputy Director Liao, you need to discuss this with Deputy Division Commander Qi and Station Chief Chen Shuming. Ask them to be prepared. I think the Japanese are likely to ask me for some critical intelligence. At that time, we will need to come up with some half-true, half-false intelligence."

Liao Qian also understood what Zhang Wenwu meant. The Japanese would definitely not continue to engage in such trivial matters as transporting contraband with Zhang Wenwu. After a while, they would definitely ask Zhang Wenwu to sell them some valuable information. He had to prepare in advance and make the information he gave out more genuine. This way, the Japanese would trust Zhang Wenwu more. Only in this way would it be possible to get to know the true intentions of the Japanese.

"No problem. I will prepare some more "confidential intelligence" for you, and I will also ask Stationmaster Chen Shuming to prepare some other types of intelligence. Then we will selectively provide it to them according to the Japanese's requirements." Liao Qian nodded. This was also his strong point. When it came to playing with words, he was not afraid of anyone.

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Wenwu showed up at the door of Zhenjiang Hotel on time. He had to act more actively, after all, he came to collect the balance, and being "money-hungry" was in line with his basic personality.

"Brother Zhang, you're here! Come in, come in quickly. Lady Kojima should have come downstairs to the restaurant." Chen Mingzhang and Hu San were still waiting for Zhang Wenwu outside the hotel gate. According to him, since everyone knew each other so well, there was no need for all these empty courtesies.

But Taijun Kojima still asked him and Hu San to wait outside the gate. Fortunately, Brother Zhang arrived on time today. He and Hu San waited at the door for less than five minutes before Brother Zhang arrived. He thought to himself: It seems that Brother Zhang is also in a hurry to come here to get the money.

With the warm embrace of Chen Mingzhang and Hu San, Zhang Wenwu came to the restaurant on the first floor and met Kojima Kenzo, who still had a warm smile on his face. Zhang Wenwu thought to himself: Little Japanese, why don't you change your smile? Are you acting like a paralyzed face? This is too bad.

"Captain Zhang, you are here on time." In fact, Kenzo Kojima had just arrived at the restaurant less than a minute ago. He despised Zhang Wenwu's "speed" in coming to get the money, so he took the opportunity to exaggerate Wenwu's punctuality and secretly mocked him. He felt that Zhang Wenwu might not be able to understand what he meant anyway.

As expected by Kojima Kenzo, Zhang Wenwu did not hear the sarcasm from Kojima Kenzo at all. Instead, he said shamelessly, "That's right, Mr. Kojima. I am a soldier. One of the rules of a soldier is to be punctual."

Kenzo Kojima laughed wildly in his heart, you are a soldier and you still talk to me about military standards, you really don't know your place, only in your Chinese army there are soldiers like you, people like you are not even as good as the new recruits in our Imperial Japanese Army.

"That's right, Commander Zhang is an excellent soldier. In my opinion, he is also a very outstanding and capable officer. It is my honor to meet Commander Zhang." Kenzo Kojima was full of flattery. Even Chen Mingzhang at the table couldn't stand it. Are you talking about Brother Zhang? In addition to wearing a military uniform and being a righteous person, how else can we tell that Brother Zhang is an excellent soldier?

"Hey, Mr. Kojima, thank you for your compliment. Let's not talk about that for now. Mr. Kojima, have you brought the final payment for this business?" Zhang Wenwu interrupted Kojima Kenzo's irrelevant bragging and asked for money directly. His urgency made Kojima curl his lips inwardly: Too greedy.

"Of course, I have brought the remaining balance. Commander Zhang, please believe that we Japanese are the most honest in doing things." Kojima Kenzo said with a smile as he patted an exquisite cowhide briefcase beside him.

Zhang Wenwu's eyes were fixed on the briefcase next to Kojima Kenzo, as if he wanted to eat it up. Kojima Kenzo couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to give the balance to Zhang Wenwu immediately. He was afraid that Zhang Wenwu would snatch the money from him, so he said directly, "Chief Zhang, can you count the balance and see if it's correct?"

Zhang Wenwu stared at the briefcase and nodded mechanically. Then, under Kojima Kenzo's gaze, he took the briefcase and put it beside him. He exhaled and said, "No need to count. I still trust Mr. Kojima."

Kojima Kenzo is confused. What does this mean? I want you to count the money. If there is no problem, you can take the money. Why did you take my entire briefcase? It seems that you don’t want to return the briefcase to me.

Suddenly, Kenzo Kojima's heart trembled: This Zhang Wenwu wouldn't really want to take the briefcase away with him, right? He is too greedy. He is extremely greedy, outrageous greed, greed that does not care about his image at all. Where is your military code?

Indeed, Zhang Wenwu really had this idea. His character was like this anyway, and such behavior was very consistent with his character. It could also strengthen the Japanese's impression of him. Anything that could make the Japanese suffer a loss, no matter how big or small, was a good thing. Besides, this cowhide briefcase was obviously a high-end product. If I took it back and gave it to Liao Qian, he would have to thank me profusely. I was the best at borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. No, this was considered "captured".

Kojima Kenzo pretended to be embarrassed and asked: "Well, Chief Zhang, if there is no problem with the balance, this briefcase..."

"Ah, this briefcase is very good. Thank you Mr. Kojima for the gift. Mr. Kojima is really observant and considerate. Knowing that I didn't bring a bag to hold the money, he specially prepared such a beautiful briefcase for me to hold the money. Thank you so much. I must toast Mr. Kojima with a glass of wine later." Zhang Wenwu interrupted Kenzo Kojima's attempt to ask for the briefcase back. He is more shameless than me. I am also your Japanese ancestor.

Chen Mingzhang admired Zhang Wenwu in his heart. Brother Zhang was really obsessed with money. He was the kind of person who would "take it as lost money if he didn't pick up money when he went out". He was just plucking feathers from passing geese. But then he thought about it again. Brother Zhang had invited him to Chunfeng Tower and arranged several girls to accompany him last time. In comparison, Brother Zhang was quite loyal to him.

When Xiaodao Jianzo heard Zhang Wenwu say this, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood in his heart. You greedy Chinese rubbish, I saved up money for half a year to buy this, and I haven't used it many times. This time, for the task assigned by the head of the agency, I specially brought this bag with me, hoping it would bring me good luck, but you, rubbish, actually took it away. But he had no choice, he was still hoping to corrupt and win over Zhang Wenwu, this rubbish, hoping that he could provide him with valuable information.

Kojima Kenzo thought that for the sake of the great cause of the empire, he could only accept this cruel fact with a sad heart. He comforted himself with a bad taste in his heart: Forget it, just treat this bag as lost. Fortunately, I didn't put any other documents in the bag. There was nothing in it except money. Hey, I hope that the information provided by Zhang Wenwu, this waste, will be worthy of this briefcase. For the great cause of the Great Japanese Empire, my gains and losses are irrelevant. Long live the Great Japanese Empire.

Zhang Wenwu felt very happy when he saw Kenzo Kojima forcing a smile. He called Chen Mingzhang and Hu San to start eating and drinking.

In order to "thank" Kenzo Kojima for the briefcase, Zhang Wenwu raised his glass to Kenzo Kojima frequently during the meal. Every time he toasted, he said with gratitude: "Thank you very much for the gift from Mr. Kojima. I like this bag very much."