Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

"Razor" was Wang Fuquan's code name.

All the agents who were infiltrating Shanghai and carrying out missions knew of a person called "Razor," but they didn't know who he was; it was just a code name.

To protect Wang Fuquan's safety, and more importantly, the safety of his unknown but important superiors, the organization and Wang Fuquan communicated only via radio.

Wang Fuquan was given a unique codebook, and his radio program was broadcast at the same time and frequency every day, with a string of numerical codes at the end of each program.

Wang Fuquan only needed to use the codebook in his hand to decipher the code and find out what mission the organization had assigned him.

This method is also considered one of the safest ways to transmit intelligence.

However, every advantage has its disadvantages. The drawback of this method is that the efficiency of transmitting intelligence is too slow.

Having made up their minds, the two hurriedly left Songhu City to report to their organization.

As night fell, Wang Fuquan, who had been busy all day, draped his clothes over a chair, leaned back, and, as usual, turned on the radio to listen to a program. There were paper and pens readily available on the table.

After listening to the program for twenty minutes with great boredom, Wang Fuquan finally heard the next string of coded messages.

He didn't even take out his codebook; he simply picked up the telegram with its coded message and began to read it.

He had already memorized that secret code.

However, the more he read the telegram, the deeper his brow furrowed.

Several months later, the organization finally assigned him a task.

However, the difficulty of this mission is clearly not on the same level as the previous ones.

Even more unusually, despite the mission statement emphasizing the importance of artillery experts, the phrase "do your best to complete" was still used.

This means that this mission is extremely difficult, and the risk and danger of failure are also very high.

He certainly can't do that, but just because he can't doesn't mean everyone can't.

Su Mingzhe.

These three words suddenly popped into Wang Fuquan's mind.

He rejected the idea several times, but after much deliberation, he still couldn't find a better candidate.

Even if others were to die, they couldn't complete the task, but Su Mingzhe's current hidden identity is Japanese, and he has considerable connections with several Japanese officers.

Maybe it will work wonders.

It was indeed somewhat selfish to do this, and Wang Fuquan couldn't bear to do it, but he really had no better solution.

Ren Tian must die.

If he were alive, thousands or even tens of thousands of people would die; the price would be far too high.

Tomorrow happens to be the day for delivering tea, so I'll take this opportunity to discuss this matter with Su Mingzhe.

Then, Wang Fuquan went to sleep.

Only with ample energy and a clear mind can one survive in the brutal battlefield of espionage.

......

Before long, it was the next morning, and Wang Fuquan entered Tianping Chess Club with trepidation.

"Comrade Songbai, I have a favor to ask."

Wang Fuquan met with Su Mingzhe in a private room on the second floor.

"Uncle Wang, why are you being so polite with me? Please tell me."

Su Mingzhe vaguely sensed something.

As expected, Wang Fuquan said:

"Japanese artillery shell expert Nitoda was assassinated yesterday, and now..."

Before Wang Fuquan could finish speaking, Su Mingzhe interrupted him, saying:

"He was shot in the right chest, but he survived by sheer luck, and his condition is gradually improving."

You want me to kill him, right?

Wang Fuquan was speechless for a moment; Su Mingzhe knew more details than he did.

He nodded blankly.

"Mingzhe, this mission is very dangerous, you must be careful."

If things become impossible, just abandon the mission; your safety is the top priority.

Su Mingzhe smiled wryly:

“Yesterday afternoon, Boss Dai gave me the order, which was to kill this old Japanese devil.”

The Military Intelligence Investigation Service clearly also has its own channels.

The vice president who was killed at the beginning was one of the undercover agents of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department.

Su Mingzhe really didn't expect that the two sides' missions would actually overlap.

This also demonstrates the importance of the Japanese soldier, Ren Tian.

However, Boss Dai's tone was clearly not as pleasant anymore; his wording was not "as much as possible," but "absolutely necessary."

Su Mingzhe had already scouted the area around the hospital yesterday, and found it surrounded by Japanese soldiers.

The sentries controlled all the entrances and exits and some low sections of the wall to prevent anyone from climbing over it.

This is just the visible sentry post; there may be many more hidden sentries or plainclothes agents around.

Even if Su Mingzhe were given a company to take advantage of the night, he wouldn't be able to completely guarantee that he could break into the hospital and kill Ren Tian.

Su Mingzhe glanced at his watch and said to Wang Fuquan:

"Uncle Wang, you've stayed a bit too long today. Staying any longer will arouse unnecessary suspicion."

I'll figure something out. If I get the chance, I'll make sure that old devil Ren Tian sees his own brains within three days.

The saying "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" does not apply to Su Mingzhe.

Although he is young, he is already an extremely outstanding agent.

They could only hope that Su Mingzhe could deliver a fatal blow.

"Boss Wang, this batch of tea is not bad, but this Biluochun is a bit old. Next time, you mustn't try to fool me with inferior products."

Su Mingzhe said this loudly on purpose.

"No way, giving you the best is definitely the best. You're one of our big customers."

After saying this, Wang Fuquan picked up the empty bucket containing the tea leaves and swaggered out of the chess club.

Su Mingzhe was left alone, calculating his action plan in his mind.

In an instant, he considered all sorts of methods, including bombs, poisoning, and shooting, and then considered different escape routes based on the methods of assassination, but he kept rejecting them.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Su Mingzhe's mind.

The strongest fortresses are breached from within, and the same applies to this hospital.

His initial thinking was flawed; if the assassination had been carried out inside the hospital, the success rate would have been exponentially higher.

This probability is enough for Su Mingzhe to take a gamble.

We can take advantage of Shen Bei's relationship with Asada E, but it will be tough on Shen Bei.

Su Mingzhe's idea was for Shen Bei and Luo Dayou to work together to carry out the assassination plan.

First, get Shen Bei and Asada E together. They should be located within two kilometers of Jishi Hospital. Ideally, their connections should be leveraged to have other high-ranking Special Higher Police officials present.

Then Luo Dayou fired a shot at Shen Bei's shoulder from a distance using a Type 38 rifle.

The Type 38 rifle has low lethality but high penetrating power; as long as it doesn't hit a vital organ, there will be no danger to life.

Shen Bei pretended to have spotted the sniper, and then injured himself to cover for Asada E or a high-ranking official.

Given this relationship, and the fact that Shen Bei is his subordinate, Shen Bei will definitely be sent to the nearest hospital—Jishi Hospital.

And that's when the opportunity arose.

"Xu Feng, call Shen Bei here."