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

The unusual noise quickly alarmed the guards and confidential secretaries outside, who quickly found flashlights and relit the oil lamp.

After all, he was a man who had experienced great storms, and while his subordinates were busy lighting the lamps, he quickly adjusted his mood.

After lighting the new oil lamp, he resumed his usual steady and elegant demeanor, but he folded the original telegram and put it into his pocket.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked over the oil lamp, Xiao Zhang. I'll use my allowance to buy another one tomorrow." The gentleman was as gentle as ever.

After the guard agreed, the gentleman seemed to remember something and asked casually:

"By the way, has no one read this telegram?"

When it comes to confidentiality issues, the confidential secretary immediately stepped forward and answered seriously:

"The telegram was jointly escorted by three soldiers on duty in the telecommunications room. After I signed for it, I accompanied the guard Xiao Zhang. The telegram never left our sight during the whole process, and no one opened it to read it."

The confused Xiao Zhang also realized something at this time, his expression became serious, and he repeated his answer:

"From the time the telegram was signed and delivered to you, I was with the confidential secretary the entire time to ensure that no one else had seen it."

The gentleman did not say anything, not because he did not trust his confidential secretary and personal bodyguard, but because the matter was too serious.

The gentleman did not continue speaking, but just nodded and led people to the telecommunications room.

Although he seemed calm on the surface, his steps were more than one beat faster than usual.

After arriving at the telecommunications room, the gentleman immediately found the copy of this shocking telegram and even kept the copy notebook together.

Then he took out a personally drafted, encrypted telegram and handed it to the radio operator.

Soon a string of encrypted telegrams was sent to Ma Liang.

"Who are you?"

After reading it, Ma Liang smiled and quickly replied:

"Central Special Envoy!"

After receiving the telegram, Mr. Chen had some guesses in his mind, combined with the information of the special envoy that the visitor from the south had recently asked to verify.

Soon all the resting telecommunications personnel were urgently recalled, and intensive encrypted telegrams began to be sent from the northwest to all over the south.

Yuan Shu was originally conducting routine intelligence gathering at a ballroom dance in the concession. Amid the lights and wine, he was dancing gracefully on the dance floor while hugging a dancer with exquisite makeup.

During the dance break, Yuan Shu and several of his colleagues exchanged some information they had with each other in a dimly lit corner of the dance floor.

At this time, a waiter looked around beside the dance floor for a long time, and finally found Yuan Shu, and immediately walked towards Yuan Shu.

"Reporter Yuan, there's a call for you. Please answer it in person."

Yuan Shu, who was chatting and laughing, was startled when he heard the words. Something earth-shattering must have happened for someone to have gone to the trouble of calling here to find him.

However, there was no change on his face as he apologized to several good gentlemen in the same profession.

Following the waiter's guidance, I walked easily to the phone at the front desk.

After picking up the phone, Yuan Shu simply glanced at the waiter, and the waiter immediately left tactfully.

"Hello! I'm Yuan Shu."

"Is this reporter Yuan? Your article was rejected by editor-in-chief Jin, so you may need to make some changes. Do you want to go back to the newspaper to make the changes now, or not publish the article for the time being?"

"How ridiculous! I'll be back soon. Tell Mr. Jin to wait for me!"

After saying the secret code, Yuan Shu's face was full of anger. He walked out of the party angrily without even saying goodbye to his friends.

In another dark room, several people put down their headphones, and the notebooks at hand were full of conversation records between Yuan Shu and the person on the phone.

In the largest city in the Far East, along with the wealth, there are also intelligence agents from all sides. It can be said that every phone call may be wiretapped.

A middle-aged man with white skin and a stern face took the phone record book, looked at it for a few seconds, and said to himself:

"This must be code for an emergency recall. What happened that requires Yuan to be called here at this time?"

Yuan Shu, who was sitting in the car, was also thinking about this question. After wandering around the concession for more than an hour, Yuan Shu made sure that no one was following him. Then he changed his clothes and took a rickshaw to a secret radio station set up in a residential building by the Iwai Mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, the secret radio team composed entirely of underground party members immediately handed him a telegram of the highest level.

"Please quickly report the detailed situation of BAT companies in Shanghai, their equity structure, and the country to which the goods will eventually flow..."

Yuan Shu frowned as he looked at the telegram which did not contain any confidential information. He wondered in his heart why the headquarters would take the risk of contacting him outside the stipulated contact time just for this?

At the same time, he began to recall the relevant situation of BAT company. Fortunately, this BAT company was invested by Iwai Mansion, but Yan Xinyi didn't even have time to manage Iwai Mansion personally, let alone this BAT company which was an open secret.

Yuan Shu was in charge of daily management and financial transactions, so he had a deep understanding of BAT and knew the true details of the suppliers, so he did not report it as intelligence to his superiors.

In just ten minutes, Yuan Shu, who had a strong memory, wrote down all the situations he had encountered in BAT companies, and then the telegraph signal flew to the northwest.

At the same time, several other intelligence channels in Shanghai were doing similar things.

After receiving the most harshly worded urgent telegram from the Northwest Headquarters, the military no longer dared to conceal it and summarized all the information about Wang Xingyun and the special envoy and sent it to the Northwest.

That night, monitoring personnel from all intelligence agencies in the Celestial Empire discovered that a large number of radio signals continued to appear in the northwest and flew towards the entire south.

What happened that made the impoverished Northwest so nervous that it had to force long-term telegraphic exchanges even at the cost of exposing all the top-secret radio stations hidden in the south?

After the Northwest Headquarters mobilized almost all the intelligence networks at its disposal, a large amount of intelligence began to gather at the Northwest Headquarters.

A large number of military intelligence staff who have undergone strict political review and are absolutely loyal collected, summarized, refined and compared the intelligence pile, and the entire Northwest Headquarters was "brightly lit".

All soldiers of the guard regiment were ordered to guard all key entrances and exits with live ammunition. The order they received tonight was that they could shoot without warning anyone who tried to approach or leave.

Everyone must act in groups of three; even when taking a shit, three people have to hold hands.

Soon, a final summary of the intelligence appeared in front of the five bosses, and after everyone had read it, a final summary of the intelligence appeared in front of the five bosses.

A top-secret discussion began in this small room.

Just as day was about to break, the order to lift martial law came, and at the same time a telegram representing the highest will was sent to the South.

"After repeated verification, this person is indeed a special commissioner of the highest secret mission. All departments should obey the arrangements of the special commissioner as long as it does not violate the principles."