You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 292 Testing
“As long as she comes, I have a way to get her into the Osaka Chamber of Commerce.”

Kyogoku looked at Watanabe in surprise. A Chinese woman, and the chairman actually wanted her to join the Osaka Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, judging from Watanabe's expression, if Toa joined the Osaka Chamber of Commerce, her power would probably be comparable to that of Murano Masaki.

"Hi!"

After agreeing to Watanabe's request, Kyogoku took out a set of audio tapes from his briefcase:

"As you requested, this is a wiretapped recording from Zhao Sang and Section Chief Dao's room the night before the explosion."

Watanabe nodded, signaling Kyogoku to start playing.

A moment later, Watanabe put on his headphones and listened to the recording, his face slowly turning red.

Kyogoku Miko didn't dare to look up at Watanabe at that moment. He had wanted to remind him, but he didn't dare to speak.

A few minutes later, Watanabe took off his headphones, no longer intending to listen.

"for how long?"

Kyogoku's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly replied:

"One hour, thirty-six minutes, and forty-two seconds!"

Watanabe, his ears burning slightly, asked again:
"Was it like this the whole time?"

Kyogoku shook his head:
"Occasionally, Zhao Sang's voice could be heard."

Watanabe nodded slightly and continued to ask:

"Have you thoroughly checked the ventilation ducts in the bathroom of room 301? Are you sure there are no signs of anyone passing through?"

"Hey! I'm absolutely certain. I've even compared the dust traces multiple times. There's absolutely no way anyone could have entered or exited the ventilation ducts there."

After hearing this, Kyoko Watanabe laughed:
"It seems Keiko is in for a treat. Alright, go down now. Keep a close eye on the Iwai Mansion. Based on the previous shipping schedule, the people inside should be sending things out again in the next couple of days. This time, we must catch them red-handed. I want to see which rat is hiding so well."

Shortly after Kyogoku left, Kagura Jinta, who was Watanabe Kyoko's protector, opened the door and came in. After closing the door, he knelt down in front of the low table.

"Kyoko, this is a telegram from the Shadow faction. The person who assassinated Tojo Jun has been identified: the Military Intelligence Bureau's Young Tiger!"

Kyoko Watanabe took the telegram, read it with a sinister look in her eyes, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it aside forcefully.
"Another cub! Damn it, how does this guy always manage to appear in crucial places? And how does he do it?"

"Although Iwai Ogawa is somewhat foolish, his arrangements at the Cathay Hotel are practically flawless. Under such circumstances, how could Young Tiger still accomplish the mission of assassinating Tojo Jun? Is he a god?"

Jinta Kagura shook his head:

"Apricot, don't get angry. Anger will affect your judgment and decision-making."

Kyoko Watanabe was so angry she laughed:
"Ha, it's died time and time again, is this tiger cub really that hard to kill?"

Jinta Kagura sighed solemnly:
“Young Tiger’s abilities were indeed beyond our expectations, and he was hiding them too well. After receiving the telegram, I immediately went through the files of everyone who was at the Cathay Hotel at the time, but I found nothing. None of these people could be Young Tiger.”

At this point, Kagura Jinta asked with some curiosity:
"Xingzi, you've met Huizi and Daoyan before. You tested Daoyan. Do you suspect that she's a cub?"

Kyoko Watanabe shook her head:

“Even if Dao Yan is a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, she can’t possibly be a young tiger. She’s not capable enough. Kyogoku Ken said before that Dao Yan puts a lot of pressure on him.”

Kagura Jinta looked at Watanabe in surprise:

"Kyogoku Mi actually said something like that. How could Togashi pose a threat to him?"

Kyoko Watanabe nodded solemnly:
“In a head-on confrontation, Kyogoku doesn’t think he can beat Touya.”

Hearing these words from Watanabe, Kagura Jinta was even more shocked.

The heir to the Kyogoku family headship, Kyogoku Mi is virtually invincible in the world of Bushido in Japan. Even his father, known as the Sword Saint, couldn't last more than thirty moves against him.

As it turns out, Kyogoku Mi might not be able to defeat Touko.

For a woman, such a level of combat prowess is simply outrageous.

"Xingzi, then why are you testing her? Do you suspect that Dao Yan has another identity?"

Kyoko Watanabe smiled and shook her head:

"I'm not testing her, I'm testing Zhao Xuan. The person I truly suspect is Zhao Xuan!"

"Zhao Xuan! He risked his life to save Huizi."

After pouring Jinta Kagura a cup of tea, Kyoko Watanabe said:
"Yes, so I have reason to suspect him. He saved Keiko, most likely to use her as a witness to prove his innocence."

"But after Kyogoku finished his investigation, I no longer had such doubts about him. Because no human being could do that. I can only say that Zhao Xuan was very lucky this time."

"But it's fine to test them out. If we can find out something, that would be a pleasant surprise, wouldn't it?"

In a secret room behind the Guanghua Bookstore on Hankou Road in Shanghai.

After reading the intelligence Sun Jianzhong handed her, Wang Shuyu looked at Sun Jianzhong in surprise:

"Was Tojo Junmai blown up by American and Russian agents?"

Sun Jianzhong nodded:
"Tojo Jun is indeed dead, but it's still uncertain whether they were responsible. That's what the Japanese are saying to reporters, and I expect the news will be reported in the newspaper tomorrow morning."

Wang Shuyu let out a soft breath:

"The oil exploration report was indeed fake."

Sun Jianzhong nodded with a wry smile. Chenguang's intelligence was true; that oil exploration report had misled so many people.

"According to the intelligence that Chenguang asked Lin Jieru to send, that oil exploration report was a false intelligence deliberately released by the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs in order to attract various forces to the Huamao Hotel and play a decisive role in the negotiations between Tojo Jun and the German arms dealer Marus."

Wang Shuyu nodded slightly:
"How did Chen Guang manage to find out all this? Was he also at the Cathay Hotel at the time?"

"I don't know about that, but Chen Guang has always been secretive about his whereabouts. Only Comrade Lin Jieru has seen him."

At this point, Sun Jianzhong smiled and glanced at Wang Shuyu.

Wang Shuyu felt a pang of regret whenever she thought about it.

At that time, Chen Guang rescued her from the military police hospital. Chen Guang was obviously in disguise. As for whether Lin Jieru had actually met Chen Guang, Wang Shuyu was not sure.

However, Wang Shuyu would naturally not answer if asked about Lin Jieru. As a Party member, she kept the confidentiality regulations and work rules firmly in mind.

"It's a pity that Zhao Xuan, that big traitor, wasn't killed on the spot, and what about Lan Zehuizi? Sigh." Wang Shuyu smiled at Sun Jianzhong. It was indeed a pity, but in Wang Shuyu's opinion, the whole thing was still very strange.

Wang Shuyu didn't believe that Zhao Xuan and Lan Zehuizi were really that lucky.

There were seven people in the elevator. Zhao Xuan was seriously injured and sent to Gongji Hospital, while Lan Zehui suffered a mild concussion.

According to Wang Shuyu's speculation, if the two of them hadn't known the location of the explosives beforehand, they definitely wouldn't have been able to react so quickly at the moment of the explosion.

Therefore, Wang Shuyu is very interested in Zhao Xuan now. She always feels that Zhao Xuan's identity must be extraordinary.

According to the information relayed by the hummingbird, it was clear that Zhao Xuan was protecting Lan Zehuizi in the elevator at the time.

This suggests that Zhao Xuan likely knew the exact time the bomb would explode.

Of course, these are all just Wang Shuyu's guesses. If possible, Wang Shuyu would like to get in touch with Zhao Xuan and test whether the so-called "traitor" really has a different identity.

As Wang Shuyu and Sun Jianzhong were discussing the future development strategy of the underground party in Shanghai and the new situation of intelligence transmission, the phone rang, interrupting their conversation.

Upon answering the phone and hearing the voice, Sun Jianzhong's expression turned serious:

"How could this happen? Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Shuyu looked at Sun Jianzhong with some worry:
"Uncle Sun, what happened?"

Sun Jianzhong said with a very grim expression:

"The No. 76 police station has captured that comrade who came from Nanjing."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuyu's mind went blank for a moment, then her pupils contracted sharply, and she asked in a trembling voice:

"How could this be? We've been searching for so long without any news, and that comrade should have been extremely careful. How could he have been arrested by the 76th Division so quietly?"

Is the authenticity of the intelligence confirmed?

Sun Jianzhong wasn't sure either, but this intelligence...
"Information brought by the snowflakes."

Yang Huamei!
Wang Shuyu knew that Yang Huamei had been lurking in the No. 76 medical room and was in a superior-subordinate relationship with Comrade Lidong, who was also lurking in the No. 76.

However, Wang Shuyu didn't know much about the Beginning of Winter, but Yang Huamei was a classmate who went to the Soviet Union with her.

Wang Shuyu knew Yang Huamei fairly well.

"If it's Piaoxue, Uncle Sun, I think we need to confirm further what Piaoxue said on the phone."

Sun Jianzhong calmly recounted what Yang Huamei had said.

"So, it was the people from the 76th Intelligence Division who captured that comrade. However, he was injured during the arrest and sent to the infirmary for treatment. It was during this process that Piaoxue confirmed the other party's identity?"

Seeing Sun Jianzhong nod, Wang Shuyu, sitting in her wheelchair, tilted her head and began to think.

After a moment, Wang Shuyu asked with some curiosity:

"And what about Comrade Lidong during this process? Isn't she the head of the intelligence section? Didn't she communicate with Piaoxue about this?"

Sun Jianzhong shook his head with a solemn expression:

"No, Li Dong also meant that further confirmation is needed, because although the intelligence department was involved in this operation, the person leading the team was Zhang Sanjin, Ding Moqun's confidant."

Wang Shuyu was also conflicted:

"If that's the case, we can't rule out the possibility that this is bait set up by Ding Moqun to lure people in. The identity of that person definitely needs further confirmation."

After saying this, Wang Shuyu also mentioned the problems she had discovered after sorting through intelligence over the past few days:
“Uncle Sun, recently the Japanese have been focusing their attention on the Cathay Hotel. I’ve noticed that there are a lot of problems with the intelligence we’ve gathered recently, the most serious of which is the movement of the Kuomintang.”

As she spoke, Wang Shuyu propelled her wheelchair forward a short distance before taking out an intelligence analysis report from a drawer:
“Uncle Sun, this is what I recently compiled. In Shanghai, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) seems to have become unusually active. Moreover, the intelligence sent by Yun Que indicates that several people with special identification marks have entered Shanghai. They are suspected to be agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau (MIB). After entering Shanghai, they disappeared shortly after contacting the CBIS.”

Lark was the code name of He Shen, the captain who was infiltrating the police station and belonged to the Nightingale Group of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

He Shen obtained the latest information about the train station from fellow Nightingale members, which led him to notice those people who appeared to be Kuomintang agents.

Sun Jianzhong rubbed his forehead, took the intelligence from Wang Shuyu, and after checking it, found that it was indeed the problem Wang Shuyu had described:

"Shuyu, so what do you mean?"

Wang Shuyu lowered her eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully:

“This situation is very strange. According to the intelligence from Bai Ge’s side, the station chief of the Shanghai station has been transferred back to report for duty. Under such circumstances, it is very unusual for the Military Intelligence Bureau to suddenly send people to infiltrate Shanghai.”

"Logically speaking, even if the Military Intelligence Bureau decided to increase its investment in Shanghai, it would be impossible for them to transfer personnel here before the Shanghai station chief returned, and also to get involved with the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics."

At this point, Wang Shuyu pulled out another piece of intelligence from the compiled files:
"Uncle Sun, take a look at this."

Sun Jianzhong curiously took it, and after carefully examining it, he suddenly realized and said:

"Shuyu, do you suspect that the people sent by the Military Intelligence Bureau this time are related to some information that Comrade Zhu Zhili gave, and that the people in Shancheng want to reopen the smuggling channels?"

Wang Shuyu nodded slightly:
"That's right. The Military Intelligence Bureau's smuggling channels in Shanghai have been shut down three times. The third time, the smugglers were taken down as soon as they arrived at the Shanghai train station. They were all crippled by Comrade Li Dong."

"This time, however, they seem to have changed their approach and are using the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics' channels."

Although Sun Jianzhong was furious that the people in Chongqing were still making a fortune off the national crisis, it was their business, and Sun Jianzhong couldn't interfere too much.

Realizing Sun Jianzhong's thoughts, Wang Shuyu said nervously:

“Uncle Sun, it’s not that simple. If we consider the fact that the station chief of the Shanghai station was transferred back for a performance review, the fact that they still dared to do this means that they already have a way to deal with the station chief of the Shanghai station.”

"As mentioned in Comrade Haosheng's previous intelligence, Chen Chuyin, the station chief of the Shanghai station, is a man who cannot tolerate any wrongdoing. He would not allow such corruption to continue."

"Now that Chen Chuyin has just been transferred back to report for duty, the people in Shancheng are already eager to rebuild the smuggling channels. Uncle Sun, if I may be frank, I feel that someone in the Military Intelligence Bureau wants to take action against Chen Chuyin!"

Sun Jianzhong sighed with a wry smile:

"Shuyu, I understand what you mean, but this is an internal matter of the Kuomintang. If we get involved, you know the consequences."

Wang Shuyu paused for a moment, then shook her head and sighed, her face pale.

Yes, if they get involved in this matter, the Military Intelligence Bureau could face a major purge. After all, anyone who isn't a fool can understand that the underground party must have many members planted in key positions within their ranks to have obtained so much intelligence.

(End of this chapter)