Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"Beep-beep--" The wind howled at night, and the ships on the Huangpu River blew their horns from time to time.

The banks of Suzhou River are no longer the scene of mud and willow trees on the riverbanks of decades ago. Now the riverbanks are all paved with bricks and stones, and there are guardrails made of bluestone. Countless small wooden boats carrying cargo are docked on both sides of the river.

Among the small wooden boats docked at a small pier, there was a black-sailed boat. A candle was lit on a small wooden table in the cabin, and a small stove was placed on it, boiling water. The water in the teapot on the small stove was boiling, and the kettle lid was rattling due to the hot steam.

Matsui, dressed in a suit, sat cross-legged at a small wooden table, reading a picture magazine and drinking tea.

On the road by the river, a car drove up and slowly stopped by the roadside.

Zhang Yunhe did not turn off the engine. He raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves and clicked on the Tiexue computer. A light screen appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the scene of the Suzhou River appeared on the screen.

Zhang Yunhe found the location of the small pier, then stretched out his finger and pointed at the screen. The scenes around the small pier all appeared on the screen. Some boats had lights on, while others were pitch black. Under the effect of thermal imaging, images representing people and animals appeared on the screen.

Zhang Yunhe saw Matsui in the black-sailed boat and looked around, but did not find anyone behaving abnormally or carrying any firearms or explosives.

He always believed that it is better to be safe than sorry. Although Matsui was controlled by him mentally and psychologically, no one could guarantee when this old devil would break free from his control and set a trap for him.

After working on the intelligence front for such a long time, Zhang Yunhe deeply realized that there is no one in this world who can be absolutely trusted. Sometimes even parents, brothers, sisters, wives and children may betray you, not to mention that Matsui is an old Japanese.

Not finding any danger, Zhang Yunhe turned off the car. He took out a devil mask from his backpack, put it on, pushed open the car door and got out.

After closing the car door, he looked around for a while, making sure there was nothing unusual before walking towards the small pier.

After crossing the riverside promenade, Zhang Yunhe came to the small pier, walked to a stone pier, untied the rope of the sable boat, and stepped onto the boat.

Pick up the long pole and push against the shore, and the sail boat slowly leaves the shore and heads towards the middle of the river.

When they reached the middle of the river, Zhang Yunhe put the pole in place. At this time, the light on the river was dim and there were no boats passing by, so there was no need to worry about blocking the waterway.

When Zhang Yunhe walked into the cabin of the black-sailed boat, Matsui had already stood up to greet him. He was hunched over with his feet together, looking very nervous and awkward.

Zhang Yunhe bent down and walked to the small wooden table, sat down cross-legged, pressed his hands and said, "Sit down!"

"Hayi!" Matsui agreed and sat down cross-legged carefully.

"Where are the photos?" Zhang Yunhe asked Matsui.

Matsui quickly took the briefcase beside him, opened it, took out an envelope from it and handed it over with both hands.

Zhang Yunhe, wearing leather gloves, took the envelope, opened it, and took out several black and white full-body photos from it.

Matsui quickly said, "He is Miyamoto Takazo, 56 years old this year. He enjoys kendo, tea ceremony, chess, and watching geisha performances. He also has a special liking for your country's porcelain, calligraphy, and other antiques."

In the photo, Miyamoto Takazo is tall, probably over 175 cm tall, with a thin face, a tan beard, and looks very serious.

In several photos, Miyamoto Takazo is wearing military uniform, suit, and kimono.

Two of the photos show a woman in military uniform. She is taller than the average woman, with a long face, and excellent looks and temperament. She is a typical mature lady, a replica of Hojo Mafi. The uniform version looks even more imaginative.

Zhang Yunhe asked, "Who is this woman? Is she also one of the people on this trip?"

Matsui replied respectfully, "Yes, her name is Miyamoto Keiko, the daughter of Miyamoto Takazo. She has served as a confidential staff officer in the Army Ministry for a long time, with the rank of Major."

Matsui hesitated, glanced at Zhang Yunhe, and continued, "Many confidential documents of the Army Ministry pass through her hands. If you can capture her... you'll be able to keep track of the headquarters' strategic developments at all times!"

After hearing this, Zhang Yunhe touched his chin.

"Is this woman married?" Zhang Yunhe asked.

"She is married, but she is a widow now. Her husband comes from a prominent family, and her father-in-law works in the cabinet. Her husband died of lung disease less than a year after their marriage. Later, many high-ranking officials introduced young talents to her, but she rejected them one by one and never remarried!" Matsui said with a regretful tone.

Zhang Yunhe said, "It's been so many years, and she hasn't remarried. Does that mean she loved her deceased husband very much?"

"Who knows!"

Zhang Yunhe put the photos back into the envelope and asked, "Where did you get these photos?"

Matsui replied: "I bought it from a navy red deer."

Zhang Yunhe looked at Matsui coldly: "Tell me clearly, who exactly is it!"

"Naval Intelligence Department Staff Officer Kenichi Uehara, these intelligence officers only care about money, not people!"

Zhang Yunhe stroked his chin and asked, "These photos are obviously taken secretly. Did your Navy Intelligence Department secretly investigate its own people?"

"What do you mean by our own people? The Navy and the Army have always been sworn enemies with many conflicts. They would like to kill each other whenever they get the chance. It is normal for them to investigate each other's background!" Matsui shook his head and said.

Zhang Yunhe asked curiously, "So, this Uehara Kenichi must be selling out internal secrets all the time? Since you knew he was selling out internal secrets, why didn't you send someone to arrest him? And why did you buy the information from him? With your status and position, you don't even need to buy it from him, right? You can just ask him directly!"

Matsui said, "I disguised myself and bought the information from him. He doesn't know my identity yet! Why would I send someone to capture him? It won't benefit me in the slightest. If I capture him, I'll lose a way to obtain information. Controlling him is more beneficial to me than capturing him!"

Zhang Yunhe nodded after hearing this: "Yoshi, it seems you are a smart person!"

"Today is already the 8th. According to the travel date you provided last time for Miyamoto Ryuzo and his group, they should have departed from your country, right?"

"Yes, they have already set off. If there are no strong winds and waves during the voyage and the ship does not deviate from its route, they should arrive on the 12th!" Matsui replied.

"Where will they stay?" Zhang Yunhe asked again.

Matsui said, "It was roughly confirmed at the meeting this morning that we will be staying at the Huizhong Hotel in the International Settlement. This was personally selected by Miyamoto Takazo and he informed us by telegram. We will send someone to contact the International Settlement Municipal Council and the Huizhong Hotel tomorrow morning!"