Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 113 The Findings After the Search

When Liu Fei, who had been forcibly dragged out by Zhuang Yifan, saw Ye Shaohong, he was still struggling and resisting.

But resistance is useless.

His hands were bound by bronze handcuffs, and his mouth was stuffed with a rag. Only his eyes were wide open, expressing his dissatisfaction and resentment.

It seems they still want to argue something.

Ye Shaohong saw it, but ignored him.

Ye Shaohong stepped past Liu Fei and went directly into the office of the South City Police Station Chief.

"Wow, that's pretty luxurious!"

"The furnishings in the room of a mere police chief in the southern city are even more exquisite and valuable than those in the office of the chief."

Ye Shaohong wasn't just making a casual remark; because of his family background, he had been exposed to many antiques and jade artifacts since childhood.

In terms of knowledge and experience alone, he could not compare with those great collectors, but through exposure, he still had the ability to distinguish the authenticity of items. With just a casual glance, Ye Shaohong saw several valuable porcelain pieces, calligraphy and paintings, and ornaments in this small room.

For example, Tang Bohu's landscape paintings, late Ming dynasty official kiln blue and white porcelain, and a fist-sized Hetian jade pen holder with green skin...

These few items alone are worth no less than three thousand silver dollars.

Moreover, besides antiques and calligraphy, there are other luxury items in this room. Not to mention, the bottles of foreign liquor and boxes of cigars in the filing cabinet are also quite valuable.

It's worth at least a thousand or eight hundred dollars. With so many interests and hobbies, it's no wonder that Liu Fei, a perfectly good police chief, quit his job to become an intelligence broker.

“He brought this on himself. Someone, pack all this stuff up and take it back.”

"Be careful not to bump or scratch them. Each of these pieces is enough to feed and drink all the brothers in our group for a month."

While Ye Shaohong was admiring the antiques and calligraphy in the room, a field agent who was searching the room made an unexpected discovery. He somehow stumbled upon a small, exquisitely crafted secret box on Liu Fei's desk, which slowly unfolded with the clicking sound of a spring moving.

"Team leader, we've found something here!"

The loud shouts from the field agents finally made Ye Shaohong withdraw his admiring gaze. He stepped over and looked at the secret box.

Several sealed file folders immediately caught Ye Shaohong's eye. "Not bad, you've done a good job. Go and help them tidy up the things in the room."

"Once this case is closed, I will ask my superiors for a reward for you."

The field operative looked delighted and nodded repeatedly before leaving Liu Fei's desk. The other field operatives nearby also understood and left without leaving a trace, leaving Ye Shaohong with a private space.

Only then did Ye Shaohong pick up the sealed document bag from the secret box.

He opened one and took a look; his face immediately darkened.

The file folder didn't contain anything particularly important, but it did contain several personnel files, and the owners of these files were all high-ranking officials in the Nationalist government's military.

Even the worst one was the commander of a main force division.

If such intelligence were handed over and fell into the hands of Japanese spies, and they then took action based on it, it could potentially cause enormous damage to the Nationalist government. "Damn it!"

"Fortunately, the action was timely, and he didn't hand over this intelligence, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

After looking through the first file folder, Ye Shaohong checked the next one, and this time the contents were even more bizarre.

It is neither an intelligence document, nor a personnel file, nor a drawn map.

It was just a black and white photograph and a piece of paper about the thickness of a thumb.

"Zhang Hongtao?"

"Who is this? Why did Liu Fei take him out separately, seal him in a file bag, and treat him with such care?"

Puzzled, Ye Shaohong shook his head again, made a note of the matter for the time being, and began to search through the last file folder.

This time, the situation is much more normal.

The file contained an action plan from the General Staff of the Nationalist Military Commission. However, there was a slight problem with the target: it wasn't Japanese spies, but rather members of our Communist Party.

To put it simply, it's a cleanup plan.

"Why would Liu Fei pay attention to this intelligence? Could it be that there are comrades of our Party among his clients?"

"Then this document?"

Ye Shaohong hesitated. In a short time, he couldn't be sure whether he should hand over the stolen document.

If it is submitted, will the General Staff revise the plan?

Will this affect our Party's response arrangements?

"Forget about that for now. With these three documents, Liu Fei's crime as an intelligence broker is established. Let's take him back to the office for interrogation."

"The raid must be carried out simultaneously. If there is any delay, his wife and children may transfer assets." With his mind made up, Ye Shaohong no longer hesitated. He first asked the field agents who were collecting and sorting the valuables how their work was progressing.

Only after receiving a satisfactory reply did Ye Shaohong leave Liu Fei's office with the file bag.

Liu Fei kept a close eye on the situation inside the room.

Although Liu Fei felt distressed about the Bureau of Statistics confiscating his assets, he was not alarmed.

But when Ye Shaohong came out with those three folders, Liu Fei's expression immediately changed, becoming frightened and flustered.

He dared not struggle or resist any longer.

He closed his eyes in despair.

"Hmph! Now you're scared? Where were you before?"

Ye Shaohong glanced at Liu Fei and snorted disdainfully. Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell. Along with the footsteps, Zhou Fei, who had just left, returned with his men.

They were also holding a middle-aged man in his forties.

Without a doubt, this must be the deputy chief of the South City Police Station who jumped out of the window and escaped.

Trying to kill two birds with one stone, Ye Shaohong was genuinely unsure what the bird was afraid of, but that didn't matter. A little interrogation back at the office would surely clarify things.

Ye Shaohong had no interest in paying attention to them.

Zhou Fei stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at Liu Fei, who had been captured and controlled by Zhuang Yifan, his mouth agape in astonishment.

Zhou Fei wasn't stupid, so he quickly figured everything out.

At that moment, an extremely embarrassed blush appeared on his face.

"Captain Ye..." "What captain? You should call me Team Leader Ye now."

Zhuang Yifan didn't have a good impression of Zhou Fei either, or rather, he didn't have a good impression of any of these police officers, including Liu Fei.

That's why he let out a cold, muffled groan.

Zhou Fei misunderstood Ye Shaohong's purpose in coming to the Nancheng Police Station today, and his behavior just now made him feel extremely embarrassed.

He originally wanted to argue with Ye Shaohong a bit to save face, but when Zhuang Yifan spoke, Zhou Fei dared not say anything more.

He had to be extremely careful to flatter even the captain of the Special Operations Division.

Not to mention the team leader.

Zhou Fei immediately bowed respectfully. Although his face did not show any flattery, his words were filled with respect.

"Team Leader Ye, look at this person?" "I don't know what's wrong with him these past few days, he's been acting really badly. Could it be that he's having his period?"

But I'm a perfectly normal man.

confused!"