Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

Walking from the small courtyard to Dai Chunfeng's private office on the second floor, a mere few dozen meters, Dai Chunfeng sneezed at least three times and blew his nose five times with a handkerchief.

It seems that the legend of Dai Chunfeng having severe rhinitis from her past life is true.

He was particularly bad today because Fujiwara Mio had sprayed perfume and sprinkled herself with the scented powder that Japanese girls like to use.

However, in this era, there seems to be no effective medicine for treating rhinitis, and even if there were, Chen Jiehua wouldn't really want to give it to him.

Even if it were given to him, he would probably conduct a rigorous and careful examination, or even throw it away. So there's no need for Chen Jiehua, given his status, to curry favor with this intelligence chief.

"It seems that Brother Chunfeng's rhinitis is quite severe?"

"Sigh, I don't know why, it's especially bad today. Fan Li, go get me a few handkerchiefs! Please forgive me, Miss Mio, I've spent all my salary on handkerchiefs."

"Haha, since we're talking about salary, Brother Chunfeng, I'll get straight to the point. I've come here today to discuss cooperation and make money together."

"Oh? What are your thoughts, Brother Qingxuan?"

"Yesterday at the senior's residence, we basically finalized the follow-up cooperation project. This project happens to involve Brother Chunfeng's intelligence department, so this doesn't count as a leak. Brother Chunfeng has to know about it anyway."

"I think that since the senior has arranged for Brother Chunfeng to be the head of this special service department, he must have some trust in Brother Chunfeng."

"Our main area of ​​cooperation is in North China, where the two sides will work together to deal with the Kwantung Army's intelligence agencies."

"Is the key point Kenji Doihara's mechanism?"

"It seems that Brother Chunfeng knows Qingxuan very well. This cooperation can only be done in secret. After all, it's not appropriate for the General Headquarters to interfere if I build my own team to fight against Doihara. However, if I cooperate with the Republic of China forces to fight against the Kwantung Army, the General Staff Headquarters will have a reason to intervene."

"In the words of an old Chinese saying, Qingxuan broke the rules."

"North China, the Special Service has not yet established a communication station in North China."

“Brother Chunfeng, you’re not being honest. My Mr. Yang sent word that the Tianjin station of the Special Service was established in the spring, with Zheng Shisong as the station chief. Of course, that’s just an alias. As for his real name, Qingxuan has no interest in knowing.”

"Haha, I'm ashamed. It seems that Brother Qingxuan's Qingmu Agency is quite powerful. You already know about the Tianjin Station that the Special Service Department just established."

“Brother Chunfeng is too modest. Qingxuan has been operating in North China for many years, and it also inherited part of its grandfather’s sphere of influence. The Tianjin Station of the Special Service is just starting out.”

"However, Brother Chunfeng, if our two families cooperate, I can inform Mr. Yang to assist the Special Service in building the Tianjin Station. All equipment, radios, and weapons can be transported there by sea."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing? What does Brother Qingxuan want to obtain?"

"Brother Chunfeng is a smart man, and he's also quite straightforward."

"To be frank, Qingxuan has set up a transport fleet to transport supplies between Japan and other overseas countries and the Republic of China. But Qingxuan wants to add the Yangtze River to this transport route."

"I cannot comply! The Republic of China prohibits opium! It is absolutely impossible to allow the Japanese to openly transport opium and tobacco through the Yangtze River!"

Chen Jiehua stared into Dai Chunfeng's eyes. This future, renowned head of the Military Intelligence Bureau—wasn't the enormous funds needed for the Bureau's operations obtained through opium trafficking? And now he's trying to maintain a facade of virtue?
"Brother Chunfeng, are you misunderstanding? Or have you received some incorrect information?"

"What do you mean by this?"

"Who said Qingxuan was smuggling opium?"

"How can you make money if you don't smuggle opium?"

"It seems Brother Chunfeng has some misunderstanding about smuggling? Aside from opium, are there no other profitable smuggling activities? At the very least, my medicines, high-end clothes, antiques, even grains and oils—which of those can't make money?"

“Brother, I have a fleet, thirty-odd gunboats and cruisers, not your little sampan.” Dai Chunfeng was truly stunned.

Who would use gunboats and cruisers for smuggling? Thirty-odd ships, a single trip could certainly make a lot of money!

"Moreover, Qingxuan can promise that it will never smuggle opium. That is the army's smuggling project, and Qingxuan will not interfere. Moreover, if there is any such intelligence from the army in the future, we can cooperate. As long as the army suffers a setback, Qingxuan is willing to do anything."

How to cooperate?

Dai Chunfeng was somewhat tempted.

The secret service was newly established and lacked funding.

"It's very simple. Open up shipping routes. My fleet can reach as far as the mountain city. What I need, my people will make a list, your people will prepare the goods, and the docks along the route will load the goods at fixed times and locations."

“You make a list of what you need, and my people will bring it in from outside and unload it according to your requirements. As for the price, it will be 30% lower than the market price, and special cases will be negotiated on a case-by-case basis.”

This is way too easy! Could it be a trap?

"Won't your gunboats and cruisers harass merchant ships in the shipping lanes? Won't they bombard the docks?"

"Brother Chunfeng, what are you thinking? Harmony brings wealth. If no one causes me trouble, my fleet will never cause any trouble. Of course, if a local power does cause trouble, I will retaliate, but I will never escalate the situation."

"Brother Qingxuan, let Chunfeng think about it."

"Of course, Qingxuan awaits good news. This is the communication frequency of the fleet flagship's radio, codenamed Fennel. You can contact him."

I'll give you Fennel's code name directly, so you don't have to worry about it later. All of Fennel's telegram communications with anyone are business.

"Brother Chunfeng, you will understand later that I am different from those people in the army."

"How about you take your time to think it over, Brother Chunfeng, and send someone to show Meixu and me around your intelligence headquarters? Meixu is quite curious about that."

"Miss Mio is curious about the layout of the Special Service Department?"

"Mr. Dai, Mio finds this place very mysterious and would like to take a look around. Is that alright?"

"It's convenient. Even if it's inconvenient for Miss Mio to visit, we'll make it convenient for her, hahaha~"

In Dai Chunfeng's mind, these two people were the principal's distinguished guests, and they had brought a big project. It was normal for a young noble lady to be curious about the Special Service Department. It was perfectly acceptable for him to personally accompany her on a tour of the regular departments.

Accompanied by Dai Chunfeng, the three of them took a quick tour of the various departments of the Special Service Bureau. The screams coming from the interrogation room were rather horrific, so Meixu didn't dare to go in, and neither did the others.

At the telecommunications department, Chen Jiehua saw the beautiful Qing Teng San.

"Brother Chunfeng, your equipment is a bit outdated. Is it from America?"

"No way? The sales representative in America said it's the latest equipment, $2000 a unit! Even with the discount, they still charged the principal $1980!"

"Brother Chunfeng, I'm sorry, but I can only say that you and your senior have both been fooled by the American sales representative. This is an older model from America."

“I have an unopened prototype on my flagship, which is also the latest American model. You can arrange for someone to take my order to the Shimonoseki dock, find the captain, and bring the radio over.”

The Secret Service acted with lightning speed to get the latest American radio; the head of the communications section personally rushed out to grab the driver and take him away. (End of Chapter)