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

Chapter 338 Hunting
"Doesn't he know how many people are watching Kasahara Hei and his companion? Meeting them at the Cathay Hotel, what a ridiculous idea of ​​his."

If the original organization hadn't strengthened its protection measures for Kasahara Heiji and Karasawa Saburo, the two would probably have gone to Tenkō long ago.

And the Hua Mao Hotel, even Tu Feiyuan felt it was very strange. Tu Feiyuan even thought, could it be that Hu Taoze was killed at the Hua Mao Hotel?
The protection work was supposed to be easy, but Hu Taoze insisted on making it difficult for you. How could Tu Feiyuan not be angry?

"Teacher, all we need to do is bring the person back. Even if we meet, it will be at the original location."

Doi-en nodded:
"That's what I think too, so tomorrow, as soon as we pick up Hu Taoze, even if he doesn't want to come to the original agency, we'll have to bring him back."

At this point, the chubby-faced man frowned and asked:

"Has the source of that intelligence been investigated?"

"Teacher, Nan Ting is already investigating. What can be confirmed is that the intelligence is true. As for the source of the intelligence, it has changed hands several times by the time it was delivered to us, and we can no longer trace its origin."

What Tufeiyuan was referring to was, of course, the intelligence about the Women's Ai Project from the Zhenxingqi Society.

To be honest, when I first saw this information, I was really tempted.

But upon closer inspection, that doesn't make sense either. Such important intelligence, if it were obtained by the Special Higher Police or the Military Police Headquarters, or even by the 76th Division, shouldn't have been delivered to the original agency so easily, and in such a cautious manner.

Either the intelligence is false, or someone wants to sit back and watch the fight, hoping to reap the benefits.

In the end, Tu Feiyuan decided to put the matter aside for the time being. If there was an opportunity, he could intervene, but if there was no opportunity, Tu Feiyuan would not be foolish enough to confront the Zhenxingqi Society in the French Concession.

Unless the imperial army one day occupies the French Concession, who knows how many tricks the Zhenxingqi Society has up its sleeve after operating there for so long?

Nan Ting alone allowed Tu Feiyuan to see the true potential of Zhenxingqi Society.

Thinking of this, Tu Feiyuan couldn't help but think of Ye Fei again. If he had really recruited Ye Fei's entire team back then, Tu Feiyuan would have dared to go head-to-head with those guys from the Zhenxingqi Society.

Forget about it now!

The following day, almost all eyes in Shanghai's intelligence community were focused on the French Concession.

At the same time, a conflict also broke out at the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Chongqing.

The reason, of course, was that Miss Li from the archives was unhappy with Director Chen and others for rummaging through various files in the archives.

When Boss Dai arrived, Zhou Xiaoman almost got into a fight with Li Miaotong.

Those who didn't know the situation might have thought the two were really about to fight. However, the several section chiefs of the Military Intelligence Bureau could tell at a glance that something was wrong, but they didn't believe that Zhou Xiaoman and Li Miaotong were going to fight.

Especially Shen Xing, how could he not know Zhou Xiaoman's personality?

After Boss Dai arrived, Li Miaotong kept complaining, saying that if someone wasn't arranged to reorganize the files and put them back in their original places, she, as the director of the archives, would quit.

The position of director of the archives is not one that can be filled by just anyone.

First, your resume must be clean, your background must be strong, and you must never do anything to betray the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Such a person is too hard to find; even Zhou Xiaoman couldn't handle this position.

Li Miaotong's uncle, Chen Xinglei, was one of the Chairman's most trusted confidants and his pen.

With Chen Xinglei backing her up, Li Miaotong was able to secure her position.

Left with no other choice, Boss Dai had to comply with Li Miaotong's request to arrange for people to organize the files, but Li Miaotong had to accompany him throughout the entire process.

After handling the matter, Li Miaotong transferred all the people on the list that Zhou Xiaoman and Song Rong had given her the night before to the archives room to organize their files.

Zhou Xiaoman was naturally among them.

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone Li Miaotong had called had arrived at the entrance of the archives room.

Meanwhile, Li Miaotong was in the office with Song Rong.

"Zhou Xiaoman brought you back last night. Was she very interested in that file? Did she make a move on it?"

Li Miaotong rolled her eyes at Song Rong, speechless.
"You're all in the same group now, and you're actually doubting her?"

"Besides, you underestimate me. Do you think she has a chance with my file in my hands?"

Song Rong shrugged:

"The little princess of the Military Intelligence Bureau, that's quite a prestigious title. If she really has ulterior motives, or is actually a member of the underground Communist Party, it would be a devastating blow to the Military Intelligence Bureau, and she would be one of the most dangerous individuals."

Li Miaotong chuckled:
"You've never trusted anyone since you were little, not even me, Song Rong. You'll never have any friends if you keep going like this!"

Song Rong did not respond to that sentence:

"Alright, time's up. Take them to the archives. You and Zhou Xiaoman still have a scene to film."

"I really owe you!"

Li Miaotong snorted coldly and left the office in her high-heeled boots.

An hour later, the people from the archives that Li Miaotong brought had basically put the files that she had deliberately messed up the night before back in their place.

When the file containing the list of underground Communist Party members in Shanghai was unearthed, Li Miaotong and Zhou Xiaoman clashed again.

In the archives, everyone was busy trying to break up the fight. Although Zhou Xiaoman and Li Miaotong were cursing and swearing, and they would have started fighting right there in the archives if no one had been holding them back, their eyes never left the location of that file.

After a few minutes of arguing, Zhou Xiaoman, her eyes slightly red, said:
"These files were clearly messed up by you, and you're trying to frame me and Uncle Chen. Li Miaotong, don't think you can bully people just because you have powerful connections!"

"So what if I bullied you? Go ahead and hit me!"

"Alright, alright, we're all colleagues, Xiaoman, say less."

"Yes, yes, both of you should say less. Xiaoman, you can leave now, and we'll take care of the rest."

And so, Zhou Xiaoman was pulled away from the archives room, and Li Miaotong also angrily sat down at the desk to drink tea. The atmosphere in the entire archives room was incredibly oppressive.

After being escorted out of the archives, Zhou Xiaoman saw her colleague, who had dragged her out, return to the archives. Zhou Xiaoman quickly went to Li Miaotong's office, opened the door, and slipped inside.

Song Rong smiled as Zhou Xiaoman, whose face was grave, entered:

"There are doubts, but we can't be sure?"

Zhou Xiaoman nodded:
“Sister Rong and Sister Tong and I both saw it clearly in the archives. Three of the people who came into contact with that file had a slight change in their expression, but it felt very strange to me. They seemed to be surprised that there was such a thing in the archives, rather than in the sense that they wanted to get it.”

After gesturing for Zhou Xiaoman to sit down, Song Rong smiled and said:

"The lowest-ranking person Miaotong brought to the archives today was a section chief's secretary, and Pangolin was the most likely person to be mixed in with them."

"Let's wait a little longer. Once you're out, that's when the pangolin can really shine. Miaotong is a professional when it comes to acting."

"Of course, the pangolin must actually be among those people."

Zhou Xiaoman also knew that this situation mainly depended on Li Miaotong.

Half an hour later, after seeing off the people who came to help organize the files, Li Miaotong made a phone call to her office and summoned Zhou Xiaoman and Song Rong.

After the two arrived, Li Miaotong locked the door to the archives room from the inside, then pointed to the location of the file and said:

"The file was left over there. I made an excuse to go out and get a cup of hot water."

At this point, Li Miaotong tossed a notebook into Song Rong's hands:
"As per your request, everyone involved in organizing the files signed a confidentiality agreement on a separate page."

"I really don't understand, what are you doing all this for?"

Song Rong smiled and turned off the light.

The archives room is an enclosed space with no other entrances or exits except the main entrance.

Once the lights were off, Zhou Xiaoman and Li Miaotong could only hear the sound of Song Rong turning the pages of a book.

Soon, a glossy sheet of paper appeared, standing out brightly in the darkness.

pat.

After the lights were turned back on, Li Miaotong and Zhou Xiaoman stared wide-eyed at the page Song Rong had turned to.

"you"

Zhou Xiaoman glanced at Li Miaotong, her eyes shining, and said:
"Sister Rong, did you use fluorescent powder?"

“That’s right, I covered all the documents in that file with fluorescent powder. This guy named Luo Dalin is quite interesting.”

That's right, the confidentiality agreement page with the fluorescent mark was signed by Luo Dalin.

Zhou Xiaoman frowned slightly upon hearing the name:
"Luo Dalin from the Telecommunications Department is a very shrewd and resourceful man with excellent interpersonal relationships within the Military Intelligence Bureau. But to call him a pangolin—can a deputy section chief really obtain so much intelligence?"

"Moreover, with so many people in the archives at the time, how could he possibly have had the opportunity to open the file folders and look at the documents inside? Unless he had accomplices."

Song Rong snapped his fingers:
"Do we still need to guess?"

"I don't care whether he's a pangolin or not, but he's definitely a spy. As for whether he's with the underground party, the Wang Jingwei regime, or the Japanese, we'll have to see what he does next."

As she spoke, Song Rong walked to the filing cabinet, took out the file folder containing the list of members of the underground Communist Party in Shanghai, and opened it in front of Zhou Xiaoman and Li Miaotong.

In that instant, Zhou Xiaoman felt her heart race, while Li Miaotong stared speechlessly at Song Rong. Could this guy be any bolder?
But after Song Rong took out the documents, Zhou Xiaoman and Li Miaotong both looked at her with twitching lips.

"Fake!"

The file was completely blank; there was no list of names.

"Sister Rong, is Luo Dalin going to run away?"

Song Rong nodded:

"The list of underground party members is not so easy to obtain. A while ago, almost all intelligence agencies in Shanghai were frantically searching for an underground party member who had a list of eighteen people. As a result, they made a huge fuss but still couldn't find anyone. Where am I supposed to get a real list?"

"The first move, stirring up trouble, seems to have worked well. The next step is to follow the clues and find the source."

"If Luo Dalin is hoping for a lucky escape, he might not run away. But if he really wants to run, what do you think the people covering for him will do?" Li Miaotong's pupils contracted slightly.
"Kill and silence!"

"That's possible. After all, if Luo Dalin tries to run away but fails, the person covering him will have to worry about whether Luo Dalin will expose him."

"If Luo Dalin doesn't run away, it's even simpler. Let him discover that our people are following and monitoring him, and then you'll see if he runs away."

"So we won't need you anymore, Xiaoman. Come with me, let's go and have a good chat with that bug!"

Li Miaotong was already used to Song Rong's attitude of using people when they needed them and discarding them when they didn't.

If it weren't for the many fights Song Rong got into when they were kids, Li Miaotong really wouldn't want to be around Song Rong.

A few minutes later, Song Rong brought Zhou Xiaoman to Boss Dai's office.

As soon as she entered the office, Zhou Xiaoman smiled helplessly. Not only was Boss Dai there, but Shen Xing, Ye Biean, Lu Jianping, and Mao Shu were also present.

"Director, Teacher, Uncle Ye, Uncle Lu, Secretary Mao."

After politely greeting everyone, Zhou Xiaoman stood still with Song Rong.

"I knew it was you who made such a big fuss today, conductor. You really know how to cause me trouble."

Are archives places that people can just walk into?

If even the slightest secret is leaked, Boss Dai will be in deep trouble.

Song Rong smiled and, looking at everyone's serious faces, said:
"The effect was surprisingly good. Luo Dalin from the Telecommunications Department showed up, and at least one accomplice covered for him as he looked through the feast I had prepared for them."

Upon hearing this, Boss Dai's expression softened.

Shen Xing stroked his chin, glanced at Ye Biean, and said:
“Luo Dalin? Fifth Brother, I remember him.”

Before Shen Xing could finish speaking, Ye Biean said with a dark face:
"Luo Dalin came out of the third phase of special training. During the training, his performance was always at the top level. After graduation, I recruited him into the Telecommunications Department. He is considered a veteran in the Telecommunications Department. So far, he has been promoted to deputy section chief."

"How could a mere deputy section chief possibly obtain information about Mao Sanlin? The spy Xiaoman arrested last time was just a pawn of Pangolin."

"So, even Luo Dalin is a pawn of the pangolin. But one thing is certain: among those people in the archives today, either the pangolin is there, or he is another pawn of the pangolin."

"If that's really the case, I can't even imagine how many such rats have infiltrated our Military Intelligence Bureau?"

Boss Dai's cheeks were a little sore from listening. If what Ye Bi'an said was true, then the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters was truly riddled with holes.

Mr. Dai certainly didn't want to see such a family scandal.

Song Rong maintained her smile. What was going on inside the Military Intelligence Bureau was none of her concern; all she wanted to do now was to find Pangolin.

Only a worthy opponent can bring Song Rong pleasure.

"Commendations, there's no need to be so pessimistic. I brought Xiaoman here not because you said the enemy is so cunning or powerful."

“Luo Dalin has to run away. If he doesn’t run, we’ll force him to.”

"And from now on, Xiaoman and I will keep a close eye on him. Don't worry, none of Luo Dalin and his accomplices will escape this time."

"The situation has been reported. Officers, if there's nothing else, let's make an example of Luo Dalin as soon as possible and help him find a good reason to escape."

While the Military Intelligence Bureau was meticulously investigating the pangolin, at 1 p.m., a warship docked at the Shiliupu Wharf in Shanghai. Soon, two naval officers and a marine corps escorted sealed boxes ashore at lightning speed.

These naval personnel had a very clear objective; they carried the items without delay and delivered them directly to the Special Higher Police on the Wusong Road.

When Aizawa Keiko received these things, she was still in a daze.

Zhao Xuan also pretended to be confused as he watched the naval personnel finish handing over the items to the Special Higher Police.

The naval officer who delivered the items this time was Osamu Sato.

"Section Chief Lan Ze, today a ferry carrying dangerous goods passed through our naval defense zone. After inspection, we sealed and packed everything over here so that your technical section can properly store it and absolutely prevent any leakage."

"As for the specifics, Section Chief Aizawa can call and ask Colonel Iitaro, the Vice Chief of the Naval General Staff."

After saying that, Sato Osamu didn't want to stay there for even a second longer, and quickly led the Marines away.

Aizawa Keiko opened her mouth, wanting to ask what kind of dangerous item it was.

Zhao Xuan immediately called Murakami Yua from the technical department.

During this time, Zhao Xuan had Edith scan all the sealed boxes.

There was indeed a virus sample among them, but its activity was low, and its danger was, for the time being, practically nonexistent.

Unless the virus is injected into a human body, its transmissibility can be considered to be virtually zero.

Of course, these were not things that Zhao Xuan cared about.

Inside these sealed boxes were all the clothing, luggage, and jewelry worn by the passengers on that ferry, including watches.

Edith's scan revealed one of the watches that caught Zhao Xuan's attention.

With the addition of dialysis and scanning modes, Zhao Xuan quickly cracked the watch's secrets.

The string of numbers on the back of this watch is a Citibank safe deposit box number.

However, there was no key to the safe.

It seems the key is in the hands of the chairman of the Zhenxingqi Society.

But Zhao Xuan didn't care about this.

If the safe at Citibank truly contained a list of spies from Project A, Zhao Xuan wouldn't even need to ask; he could easily find out the situation using scanning and analysis modes.

Of course, none of that was important. Zhao Xuan also discovered that the Swiss-made watch was actually broken, and the positions of the hour, minute, and second hands puzzled him.

Could it be that what Citibank has deposited isn't a list?
After noting all of this down, Zhao Xuan only had two things to do: first, to find out if the watch was new, which could be confirmed directly at Citibank.

The second step was to figure out if there was any special meaning behind where the hands of the watch stopped, and in doing so, to obtain the list of people involved in the female AIDS project.

While Zhao Xuan was pondering this, Murakami Yua arrived with the technical department staff and equipment.

Aizawa Keiko gritted her teeth, her face cold. Only after Murakami Yua and her men opened each box one by one, inspected them all, and reported the situation to her did Aizawa Keiko finally breathe a sigh of relief, but her face was already so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Those horse-drawn horses in the Navy actually sent the virus to the Special Higher Police. If it were to leak, wouldn't the Special Higher Police be completely wiped out?
The incident at the original agency last time had already terrified Aizawa Keiko. This time, the Navy is sending things directly to the Special Higher Police. What are they trying to do? Are they sending the Special Higher Police a carnival-style funeral package?

This time, Lan Zehuizi didn't even bother with Zhao Xuan. Back in her office, she made a phone call to the Marine Corps headquarters.

The reply from the other side made Aizawa Keiko's expression quite interesting; she gritted her teeth but didn't know what to say.

The Navy is really outmaneuvered this time. In the entire city, only the Special Higher Police have the technology to properly store those dangerous items. So, if we Navy find them, are we going to throw them into the sea instead of handing them over to the Special Higher Police? Or leave them to rot in our hands?

After angrily hanging up the phone, Lan Zehuizi looked up and saw Zhao Xuan, who had come with her.
"Ah Xuan, those horse-riding bastards in the navy are going too far!"

"Alright, Keiko, calm down. Everything's alright now. That thing is definitely much safer in our hands than in Doi-Yuan's."

Lan Zehui's eyes were a little red, and after looking at Zhao Xuan for a long time, she nodded:

"But they can't just deliver the stuff without warning and leave it there. You saw how Sato Osamu avoided it like the plague. They know fear, but are we above all fear?"

Just as Aizawa Keiko was venting her grievances, the phone on her desk rang.

Aizawa Keiko took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and asked impatiently:

"Moshi Moshi!?"

The next second, Aizawa Keiko's previously icy expression blossomed into a smile, and her voice softened:
"Xiaoya, what made you decide to call me?"

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"What did you say?"

Lan Zehuizi's lips twitched, and she glanced at Zhao Xuan with a complicated expression before giving a bitter smile.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Xiaoya. I'll treat you to dinner when you're done with your work."

After saying that, Aizawa Keiko hung up the phone, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Huizi, what does Xiaoya want with you?"

For a moment, Lan Zehuizi really didn't know how to answer Zhao Xuan's question:

"Ah Xuan, wait a moment."

With that, Aizawa Keiko picked up the phone again and dialed the number.

A short while later, Yua Murakami came in carrying a storage box.

"Yua, how's it going? Is the stuff still there?"

Yua Murakami nodded:

"We did find a watch, and judging from its current condition, the fact that the watch hands stopped must be indicating something. The string of numbers on the back of the watch is the number of a safe deposit box at Citibank. I have already called to confirm this."

Lan Zehui breathed a sigh of relief, her previous anger gone, replaced by overwhelming joy as she looked at Zhao Xuan and said:

"Ah Xuan, Xiao Ya has really helped us a lot this time."

"I didn't expect Xiaoya's business to have expanded to the Navy. But it's just in time. If it weren't for Xiaoya, we would have really missed the Female Ai Project this time."

When Aizawa Keiko called Murakami Yua, Zhao Xuan was standing by listening. He already knew about it, but he still pretended to be surprised.

"What did Xiaoya do to help us?"

As Aizawa Keiko recounted in detail how Toa learned about the Zhenxing Qishe's movements from Smith, and how she persuaded the Navy to help intercept them.

Yua Murakami felt like she was listening to a storybook. She never expected that Toa had such a lot of influence in the Navy!
(End of this chapter)