Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

After finishing, the two did not stay for another hour or two like normal guests as usual.

Iwai Shinichi was so shocked by the shocking information provided by Ma Liang that he was fidgeting with fear. At this moment, he had no appetite for tea. The two men left in a hurry within twenty minutes of their meeting.

"You are such a big jerk. You don't even have this much patience!"

After Iwai Shinichi left, Ma Liang complained silently in his heart.

After returning to the Japanese Concession, Shinichi Iwai immediately wanted to report to his superior, the Consul General Akao Kanjo.

However, after witnessing the rebellion of Major General Sakanishi, who had foreign experience, Iwai Shinichi could hardly believe the Consul General Akao Kanjo, who also had foreign experience.

That afternoon, Shinichi Iwai used his diplomatic privileges to urgently coordinate a plane to fly to Xiaorizi's country.

That evening, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs's big shot, Iwai Shinichi, successfully met with the Prime Minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs alone.

"Do you know what you are saying? Iwai-kun, you must be responsible for your words." Foreign Ministry Prime Minister Masayoshi Taitsubo scolded immediately.

Iwai Shinichi gritted his teeth and said:

"This is the information provided by my top-secret informant who reported Major General Sakanishi's rebellion. I think this information is very likely to be true. We might as well do a small test to determine the authenticity of this information. I think it is better to believe it than not. This involves the confidential information of my Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so it is worth a try."

"This..." Foreign Prime Minister Masayoshi Taitsubo was speechless.

He didn't dare to bet that the information was false. If it was true, no one could bear the consequences.

Almost all major military, political and economic decisions must be reported to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs simultaneously so that diplomatic strategies can be adjusted in a timely manner.

If the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' communication codes were leaked, wouldn't the entire empire be transparent to the American devils?

The next day, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent an order to the American Embassy.

The general idea was that the country's oil reserves were below the warning line, and the war was costly, so the country decided to increase its oil purchases in 1939 by 1938 percent compared with .

The American embassy was asked to stockpile as much low-priced oil as possible in batches to avoid a rise in oil prices when buying large quantities of oil during the day, thus saving yen for the empire.

The result was something that the senior officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs found hard to accept and made them sweat.

On the third day, as soon as the U.S. stock market opened, oil stocks soared and oil prices also suddenly rose slightly.

Now even a fool would know what happened.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which was doing a small job, soon issued a commendation notice regarding Third-Class Secretary Shiro Tanaka to embassies around the world.

After receiving the emergency code, the consulates of various countries immediately deactivated the original code books and waited for the new contact code books to be sent from China.

In fact, it is no wonder that America did not make great sacrifices rather than reveal the secrets like his older cousin did.

At this time, America had not yet been involved in the war and the string had not yet been tightened.

Secondly, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is worthy of being a ministry that often deals with foreigners. This exploratory intelligence is very well compiled. It is neither military intelligence nor political intelligence, but economic intelligence.

If it was military and political intelligence, perhaps America could have refrained from reacting, but it was economic intelligence that could bring huge economic benefits.

How could America, which is completely infiltrated by the pervasive capital, miss this opportunity to make a fortune?

Under normal circumstances, these little things might seem like accidents or coincidences.

But after getting Ma Liang's information, who would dare to say that this was a coincidence?

"Fuck it, don't eat the sour radish!"

"Those short-sighted capitalists and greedy Jews will destroy this country sooner or later!"

Major General James, deputy director of intelligence operations at the Office of Strategic Services of the United States, was cursing hysterically in his office.

Several supervisors in the office lowered their heads tacitly and did not dare to respond, pretending not to hear.

Just three days ago, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which had been conducting normal telegram exchanges, suddenly stopped sending confidential information, and today it completely stopped all telegrams.

As a senior intelligence officer, Major General James immediately realized that the secret code of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which the OSS had mastered, had been leaked.

“Would the deputy director like to initiate an internal investigation into the people who leaked the information, completely remove these country pests, and make them pay the price?”

A supervisor who fought his way up from the bottom under Major General James suggested murderously.

The other supervisors who came from middle-class families and knew more looked at this country bumpkin supervisor with expressions that looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Hearing this low-level supervisor say such ridiculous words, Major General James smiled bitterly and explained:

"Investigate? How to investigate? Behind them are Rockefeller, Morgan, Kuhn-Loeb, Chicago, Mellon, DuPont, Boston and Cleveland, these famous financial groups. If we investigate, which of their leakers will be punished, or those of us who work for the country will lose our jobs, no one can tell!"

"Ah! Aren't we America of freedom, equality, and democracy? How come..."

The straightforward words from his immediate superior were difficult for this supervisor, who had risen from the bottom of society and believed in freedom, equality and democracy, and who had been promoted from the front line with injuries all over his body, to accept for a moment.

Major General James ignored this low-level supervisor whose outlook on life was about to be reshaped. The most important thing now was to get the latest intelligence on the vicious dog that his own country had raised.

Once Major General James was interrupted by the supervisor, he quickly calmed down and his flexible mind started working quickly.

"First, immediately apply for special intelligence funding from the higher-ups. 2000 million US dollars, no, 5000 million US dollars. I believe those masters who are in the wrong will agree to it."

"Secondly, recall all the people from the original decryption center, do a good job of maintaining people's hearts, and prepare for decryption again!"

"Third, give an order to Colonel Johnson in China to use the existing intelligence channels to try to get the latest contact code of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The intelligence funding this time is capped at 20 million. This is an order. No discounts are allowed. It must be completed at any cost! Otherwise, he can forget about returning home!"

Soon, Colonel Johnson, who was only interested in making money and retiring, received a strict order from the headquarters. He was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Fuck! Those idiots at headquarters, the intelligence I worked so hard to get was leaked in just three months?"

After venting, you have to do what you are told!

Colonel Johnson also began to feel embarrassed about how to contact the mysterious Asian man who called himself Jason Bourne.

The Russians were also anxious. The Kwantung Army, which had just won a battle, was not convinced and thought that it was only their firepower that was inferior to that of the Russians. They had been expanding their tank and aviation divisions, intending to fight again and get back their advantage.

The frightened Russians are also looking for the mysterious man named James Bond urgently.

Now, Russians and Americans cannot find the recharge link when they want to recharge and renew their super VIP.

As for Hans, it means: One more or one less doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter!