Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

In the ward, Wang Tianshui woke up slowly and opened his eyes.

Liu Shushan, who was sitting beside the bed, stood up immediately and said excitedly: "Stationmaster, you are finally awake. Wait a minute, I will call the doctor to come and take a look!"

Wang Tianshui grabbed Liu Shushan's hand and asked, "Don't worry, where is this? How long have I been unconscious?"

"This is the hospital. I happened to come out of the nightclub and saw you after you were shot, but the shooter had already run away, and I didn't see clearly who it was. I immediately sent you to the hospital. The bullet has been removed from your body. It has been two days since the operation!" Liu Shushan said hurriedly.

Wang Tianshui slowly released his hand.

After Liu Shushan called the doctor to examine Wang Tianshui, he said, "The patient is recovering well. Try not to get out of bed for the next few days. Get more rest and replenish your nutrition!"

"Okay, okay, please help me, doctor!"

After the doctor left, Wang Tianshui sat up with Liu Shushan's help, leaned against the headboard, drank a few sips of water, put down the cup, and asked, "Xiao Liu, who do you think killed me this time?"

Liu Shushan said, "Who else could it be? It must be Unit 76 or the Special High Technology Department!"

"Why? Why do you think it's someone from No. 76 or the Special High Technology Department?" Wang Tianshui asked.

Liu Shushan sat on a chair and said, "Stationmaster, we're already at loggerheads with Unit 76 and the Special High Technology Department. It's normal for them to want to kill you, right? Besides, we've nearly killed the Japanese envoy twice in the past few days. They're probably furious and will certainly retaliate if they get the chance!"

Wang Tianshui thought for a moment and shook his head. "No, no, no, this isn't right. I'm not a big shot. Even if they kill me, won't the higher-ups send a new station chief? If they do, Unit 76 and the Japanese Special High Technology Department will have to figure out how to understand the new station chief's situation and style. That won't do them much good!"

"Furthermore, since they knew my whereabouts, shouldn't they have first thought about how to capture me and get more information about Songhu Station and other stations from me? Why would they think of just killing me?"

"Even if I planned two assassination attempts on Miyamoto Takazo, the old devil is still alive, right? The devils should be thinking about how to undermine our morale. Capturing me and destroying our strongholds and organization is in their best interest. Even if they want to kill me, they should execute me publicly to create a deterrent. Assassination doesn't benefit them in any way, right?"

Liu Shushan scratched his hair. After listening to Wang Tianshui's analysis, it seemed to make sense!

He asked, "If it wasn't done by Unit 76 and the Japanese Special High Technology Department, then who could have done it? It couldn't have been the underground party, could it?"

"Underground party? That's impossible. They've been chased by the Japanese and Unit 76 and have been hiding everywhere. They've also suffered heavy losses recently. How could they have the energy to deal with me? Besides, if they really did it, the higher-ups would probably be dancing with joy. This would be the perfect excuse to cause trouble for them!"

Liu Shushan thought for a moment and said, "It wasn't No. 76, the Japanese, or the underground party, so it couldn't have been done by one of our own, right?"

"Why not?" Wang Tianshui asked. "You know, I've already sent a telegram to headquarters to assassinate the Japanese envoy to prove my innocence, but both attempts ended in failure. If they think I've betrayed them and that these two actions were just a play to help the Japanese, do you think they'll send someone to kill me?"

"Hiss—" Liu Shushan couldn't help but gasp after hearing what Wang Tianshui said. He was actually a little incoherent for a moment, not knowing what to say: "This...this..."

……

Jiangzhou, night.

His wife Liu Huilan had already taken their son to wash up. At this time, Zhang Yunhe received a call. He took a look and saw that it was from Matsui.

After arriving at the study, Zhang Yunhe locked the door, walked to the desk and sat down, took out the Iron Blood computer and put it on his arm. He pressed a button on it, and a three-dimensional virtual holographic image appeared in front of him, showing the scene of Matsui making a phone call.

"Is there any new information?" Zhang Yunhe asked after the call was connected.

In the three-dimensional virtual holographic image, Matsui held the phone and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, the special envoy has been contacted and assassinated several times in the past few days. He has become a frightened bird. The defense force around him has been strengthened every time. Now, only the new head of the Special High Technology Department, Nakano Nagisa, and the military police commander Sato know his daily schedule. To avoid suspicion, I didn't take the initiative to ask!"

Zhang Yunhe asked, "I told you he wouldn't die in Songhu. Don't worry, because if he died in Songhu, it wouldn't be any good for you or me. I just want to know when he left Songhu, where he went, and what means of transportation he used. Do you know these?"

"I'm not sure about that yet. The special envoy will be meeting with some surrenderers and enlightened gentlemen tomorrow, and should leave Songhu the day after tomorrow. The special envoy should inform me of his departure time by tomorrow afternoon at the latest, and ask me to arrange his travel arrangements. If there is any latest news, I will definitely inform you as soon as possible!"

"Okay, I'll wait for your news!" Zhang Yunhe said and hung up the phone.

As expected, after the Japanese blocked the news, neither the underground party nor the Blue Shirts Society could get any news about Miyamoto Takazo. The whereabouts of this old Japanese should be known to only Nakano Nagakuni and Sato.

It just so happened that Zhang Yunhe didn't want Miyamoto Takazo to get into trouble in Songhu. It was better if all parties didn't know his whereabouts, so as to avoid endless assassinations that would always end in failure.

The next day, Zhang Yunhe had breakfast with his wife and children as usual, then left home to go to work at the Concession Police Department.

As the deputy director, he does not have to report for work every day, but as the deputy director, he has some work and documents to deal with every day. Sometimes it is not too late to deal with these work and documents after two or three days of backlog, but it cannot be delayed too long. After all, there are thousands of police officers in the entire concession who have to make a living, and there are many cases to handle every day.

At five minutes past three in the afternoon, Zhang Yunhe received a call from Matsui.

"Your Excellency, the special envoy has decided to leave for Nanjing tomorrow morning. I have arranged for him to take the H3472 special train to Nanjing, which will depart on time at 9:00 AM!"

After hearing what Matsui said on the other end of the phone, Zhang Yunhe asked, "Special train? So, besides Miyamoto Takazo and his group, the only people on this train are his guards?"

Matsui said on the phone, "There are not only guards, but also some officers who went to Nanjing and officials who surrendered and are now serving in various departments. There are more than 40 of them in total!"