Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

After returning to Shanghai from Ningbo, Chen Jiehua considered the matter carefully. Since the eavesdropping device only had three receivers, he decided to leave one in Shanghai, send one to Nanjing, and keep the other on his person as a backup.

There are plenty of receivers for the bugging devices; they can be pre-positioned.

First up is No. 76 Jessfield Road. Although it is not yet in use, the Chen mansion has been abandoned for many years. After the three of them changed into their night clothes and climbed over the wall, they first checked the condition of the renovations and found it to be in good condition. They made a preliminary judgment that the puppet regime's secret service agencies would not over-renovate the place if they came in later.

The three of them looked through all the rooms and gave their opinions. First, they predicted the possible interrogation rooms: basement, dark, corner, and not easy to escape from. These factors combined led them to conclude that the two rooms in the basement met the criteria.

Chen Jiehua removed a brick from the ceiling of each room and placed a listening device inside. Next, he determined the most likely location for the leader's office, which would later become the director's office of No. 76. The only suitable location was a large room on the top floor, where he placed a listening device.

"De Zhao, don't move here. I'll go back and test the effect."

Chen Jiehua took Jin Zhenji back to No. 73 and installed the receiver on the top floor. After the installation was completed, he instructed Jin Zhenji to have Zhao Yiyue speak in the three rooms in order.

After much back and forth, it was already past midnight, almost dawn.

After the final debugging was completed, the three of them covered the installation area with lime and cleaned up any traces.

"Are you so sure that some important Japanese person will move into this house in the future?"

"Why can't we be sure? Even if they don't choose, I can subtly guide them to choose."

"But this No. 73 is a bit troublesome. It's registered under my Japanese name, so the receiver can't be placed here for the time being."

"De Zhao, I need to go to Jinling to deliver another set of equipment to Brother Shi Yu. You continue to disguise yourself as me, occasionally showing your face, and when Feng Wen's fleet arrives, make open contact with him."

"I know this well, so go and come back quickly."

This time we really can't go and come back quickly, and Zhao Yiyue will have to suffer for a while.

The placement of listening devices in Nanjing is not the main point; the main point is in Chongqing. However, I have no recollection of which houses in Chongqing will be used, so it can only be put on hold until the Kuomintang moves the capital. Perhaps by then, Lao Zhou will have already developed a more advanced second-generation product.

After finishing his business in Nanjing, Chen Jiehua was about to carry out his "Shulan Plan," heading directly from Nanjing to Northeast China to see if there was any chance to assassinate the old Japanese commander of the Kwantung Army, Nobuyoshi Muto.

We were tasked with eliminating Nobuyoshi Muto, then leaking the plan's name to remind Headquarters of the "Shulan-Beiyinhe Incident," prompting them to pay attention to Yasuji Okamura. We sent you to investigate the incident, but instead, you were busy "suppressing bandits." Anyone could do that; what were we asking you to do? If you can't do it, get back here as soon as possible.

With Doiyu's backing collapsed and no one supporting him, given his arrogance and mistakes, he wouldn't last long in the Kwantung Army.

Kill three birds with one stone.
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In the north of Jinling City, Chen Jiehua, dressed in a gray long gown, wearing a top hat, and holding a yellow oil-paper umbrella, looked every bit the schoolteacher.

This Zhao Shiyu likes to pretend to be a schoolteacher, and he insists on making me pretend to be a schoolteacher too, saying that it's convenient for schoolteachers to travel. The problem is that the clothes he found don't fit at all and are really uncomfortable to wear.

The teacher's hands don't even look like they've been holding chalk; they don't even smell like chalk.

Fortunately, I don't use guns often, otherwise my gun talisman would have been exposed.

"After thinking about it carefully, this still won't work. Being a schoolteacher isn't suitable for me. Take me to buy a suit. I'll get myself a doctor's uniform, which is my old profession."

"Doctors really can't do it. The fighting is fierce along the Great Wall right now, and both sides are short of doctors. There's absolutely no way you, a doctor, could just walk through openly."

"Requisition? That's great! Old Zhou just sent me a large batch of poison. It'll be perfect to test its effectiveness on the Japanese soldiers."

"Come on, stop joking. If the Japanese soldiers die, you'll die too."

“That is a problem. How about this, I’ll keep this set, and you can get me a suit and a doctor’s uniform. I’ll go to Tianjin as a doctor first, and then I can switch to being a teacher.”

Unable to dissuade Chen Jiehua, Zhao Shiyu took him to a pharmacy to get a Western medicine kit and then to a suit shop to buy him a suit. And so, Dr. Chen Jiehua boarded the train to Tianjin.

The carriage was noisy with people of all kinds: businessmen, teachers, police officers, and soldiers. Chen Jiehua found a seat by the window, placed his medical kit inside the seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

It's normal for soldiers to board northbound trains. There are indeed many school teachers, but it seems the train police check them the most strictly. Chen Jiehua has already witnessed two cases where school teachers' books were forcibly opened and all the books were taken out and searched.

Luckily, I didn't listen to Zhao Shiyu. Not only was carrying the books heavy, but if the police had just randomly picked up a book and asked me questions like they did, I really wouldn't have been able to answer them.

Were the police in the Republic of China era really that capable?
"Sir, are you a doctor?"

"Ok?"

Chen Jiehua opened her eyes. She was wearing a standard Zhongshan suit. A burly man was standing in front of her, bending over, with one hand in his inner pocket.
It seems there's no escaping it after all; the test has arrived.

"I have a brother who injured his leg, he's up ahead, could you please go and help him get treatment?"

"An ocean."

"what?"

"One dollar for a house call, no paper ticket required."

"Hey! You fake foreigner!"

"No firecrackers!"

The spy in front of me, nicknamed "Firecracker," seemed to have a fiery temper. He was about to draw his gun at the slightest provocation, but was stopped by his accomplices behind him.

I wonder whose people this is now, the Military Intelligence Bureau. I'm so tainted by this kind of black magic.

"One dollar, it depends on whether you have the skill. If you don't do it well, you won't get paid, and you might even lose your life."

"Whether someone is skilled or not, you'll only know after trying, right? As for whether you'll lose your lives, don't try to scare me. In this day and age, those who can become doctors are all worldly-wise and have some connections. What do you two say?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you'll behave yourself when you get to the team leader."

Chen Jiehua, carrying his medical kit, followed two agents to the first carriage. There were no passengers in this carriage, only agents and people brought there for screening. To put it bluntly, it meant that you were being watched because you were suspicious.

"It hurts so much! Has the doctor arrived yet!?"

Needless to say, the one shouting the loudest is the one who is doing their job today.

"Let me take a look."

Chen Jiehua opened his medical kit, put on a mask, and examined the wound, which was on his thigh, where his pants couldn't be pushed up.

"So, should I take off my pants or cut them off?"

"Take off your pants, it would be a waste to cut them off."

On the front of his thigh, there was a bullet hole. After examining it, Chen Jiehua said, "It looks alright, the bone isn't broken, it's just this gunshot wound." (End of Chapter)