Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 114 Who Did You Arrest?

A faint sound came from inside the wooden box.

"Comrade Qinghu, you are the best agent I have ever met. I hope we can meet again in the future. Take care."

Undeniably, Night Owl had a very high opinion of Lin Xueli, but Lin Xueli also deserved to be called the best.

Zhong Yuan and his team only thought of using Zhao Peng to attract the Japanese's attention, but the subsequent plans turned out to be a complete mess.

Just yesterday, after Lin Xueli met with Zhong Yuan, and Zhong Yuan described his plan in detail, Lin Xueli keenly realized that the plan was not perfect.

They only had one step: to have Zhao Peng distract the Japanese. They had no idea what to do if Zhao Peng was exposed or if the Japanese realized what was happening.

Therefore, Lin Xueli quickly patched up the loopholes in the plan.

The first step was to eliminate Zhao Peng immediately after confirming that he had passed the message to the Japanese.

In this way, Zhao Peng's line of communication became completely ineffective, and the Japanese were unable to use him to locate Night Owl.

Next came the issue of retreat. Lin Xueli considered that the Japanese might react and return in advance, so he made arrangements in advance.

After the transaction, the medicine and the Night Owl were mixed into Bismarck Trading Company's supplies and sent to the cargo ship Wisddy, which was about to return to the mainland.

He had already bribed the French sailors on the cargo ship to have the owl and medicine delivered off the ship when it docked at Hong Kong Island, waiting for the tailor who had arrived at Hong Kong Island a few days earlier to pick up the goods.

Furthermore, arrangements were made for the owls and the drugs to change direction, entering the country through Guangzhou and then returning to Anhui Province.

Although it was much more troublesome, safety was guaranteed. Lin Xueli was certain that even if the Japanese came to their senses, they wouldn't think that Lin Xueli would go to the trouble of not using the inland waterways of Xinkaihe and Shiliuhang Wharf, but instead choose to send the special envoy to the outskirts.

Lin Xueli finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the cranes on the ship lift the cargo onto the vessel.

Lin Xueli waved in the direction of the ship, picked up his briefcase, and walked back as usual.

After walking for more than ten minutes, passing through the warehouse, just as Lin Xueli reached the international port checkpoint, his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, there were noticeably more than ten people at the checkpoint.

Their steps were steady and powerful, their eyes searching everywhere with a sharpness like that of a hawk, and their exchange of glances showed great understanding.

These people are spies...

Lin Xueli made a judgment in his mind instantly.

Just as he was about to turn back, the other person keenly spotted him.

"Hey, you in the long robe, come here. This is a case handled by the Special Affairs Committee."

The Special Committee? Countless possibilities flashed through Lin Xueli's mind. He had been exposed? Impossible. If he had been exposed, the other party wouldn't have been so polite.

The most likely explanation is that the Japanese had already realized what was happening and were checking each dock one by one, and they just happened to run into them.

"I'm talking to you! What are you daydreaming about? Come here right now!" The agent, cursing, charged towards them from a distance...

"Ouch!" With a cry of surprise, Lin Xueli was knocked off balance by the opponent's deliberate and fierce force, his body suddenly tilting to the right.

The briefcase in his hand could no longer be held and flew out of his hand!
"Clap!"

The briefcase slammed heavily onto the wet cement floor.

The clasp popped open upon impact, scattering notebooks, pens, customs declaration slips, and even a bottle of cooling balm meant for summer...

"Kid, you won't answer when I call you. Are you trying to run away?"

“Tell me, are you a member of the Communist Party or not?”

Lin Xueli stood up awkwardly and said, "Sir, you've misunderstood. I'm the manager of Bismarck Trading Company in the French Concession, and also an employee of the Municipal Council."

"When you called me just now, I thought something had happened and I was a little distracted, which is why I didn't come over immediately."

The agent said viciously, "Still lying, you little rascal. You look like a shifty-eyed rat, you're obviously no good."

“Come with us…”

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding," Lin Xueli said, bowing and scraping. "Sir, it's really a misunderstanding."

“The people on the docks can all testify that I am not a member of the Red Party, but the manager of Bismarck Trading Company.”

"I'm here to ship the goods."

The man's face darkened as he said, "I don't care what kind of business you're from. Our orders are to arrest anyone who isn't a foreigner."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man shoved Lin Xueli into a black van parked by the roadside without saying a word. At this time, there were many people crammed into the back of the van, including Old Ma, the foreman whom Lin Xueli knew.

The man shoved Lin Xueli into the car, then turned and closed the door. As the footsteps faded into the distance, Old Ma's voice rang out beside Lin Xueli: "Manager Lin, they've arrested you too."

"Sigh, let's try to contact our family to raise money."

Lin Xueli frowned: "Old Ma, what do you mean?"

Old Ma sighed and said, "Manager Lin, do you really think they arrested you because you're suspected of being a Communist? What a joke! Shanghai has millions of people, where would so many Communists come from? They're using the pretext of arresting Communists to kidnap and extort people."

"Look at you, you're wearing a silk coat. You look like someone with some wealth. If we don't arrest you, who will we arrest?"

"Don't worry, I've seen this kind of thing a lot when I was in the Green Gang. Once you're in, you'll be a good partner and I'll do whatever you're told."

"As long as you can afford it, they won't make things difficult for you. Don't overthink it. Just consider it a loss to avoid further trouble."

Lin Xueyi then understood what was going on. Looking through the car window at the agents chatting animatedly in the direction of the border, Lin Xueyi let out a long sigh.

Shanghai, 625 Daxi Road, Jinling Special Service Committee Shanghai Office.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zixian, carrying fried dough sticks and soy milk, yawned as he went up to the intelligence department office on the second floor.

The Shanghai office of the Jinling Special Service Committee was divided into three units: the Action Team, the Intelligence Department, and the General Affairs Section, which was responsible for overall coordination.

Zhang Zixian was the nephew of Director Zuo Mingquan. Since this was a newly established unit, Zuo Mingquan assigned him to the intelligence department as a group leader.

Although the power is not great, it can still manage about ten people.

Moreover, because of Zuo Mingquan, some shady dealings also had to be relayed through him.

As soon as Zhang Zixian entered the office and sat down, his subordinate Changmao swarmed around him.

"Team leader, the action team arrested a group of people yesterday. As usual, we wrote down their addresses and told their families to come and pay the ransom."

"Take a look, this is the list."

While chewing on a fried dough stick, Zhang Zixian flipped through the list in his hand: "Wow, quite a few people were arrested yesterday."

"Hmm, they're all dockworkers, there's not much profit to be made here."

Longhair said with a grin, "Yes, yes, we caught a merchant manager later. That guy was quite rich. He was wearing clothes made of silk. I think that one piece of clothing alone must have cost several silver dollars."

"Such a thing exists? Let me see who it is?" Zhang Zixian put the fried dough stick in his mouth and turned to the next page.

When he saw the address after Lin Xueli's name, he was shocked and a sense of foreboding arose spontaneously.

"You, who the hell did you arrest? You bastard, you've gotten yourself into big trouble, do you even know that?"

"Has the message been sent? Speak up."

(End of this chapter)