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

Chapter 191 If you don't take it, how can I take it?

Shanghai, Southern Transportation Department.

The propaganda war spearheaded by Chen Yang has finally come to an end.

On the night of the riots, Mr. Wang flew to Yunnan under the pretext of giving a speech, transited through Kunming, and headed to Hanoi.

After seeing the message Yingzuo sent him, Chen Yang could only sigh silently in his heart.

He has done everything within his power. Kageyama is keeping a close eye on the propaganda war, and he dares not do anything underhanded.

However, he immediately revealed the whereabouts of Nakamura Saki, the special envoy sent by the Special Higher Police to Yamashiro, to Song Yilin.

Song Yilin reported Nakamura Saki's whereabouts to the Yamashiro headquarters.

Lin Zhao was able to catch Nakamura Saki when he got off the train, and he used a clever trick to have Sun Chao from the Military Intelligence Bureau's International Affairs Department impersonate Nakamura Saki and get close to Nantian Yangzi.

Sun Chao is a special agent who returned from studying in Japan. He speaks fluent Kansai dialect and looks very much like Nakamura Saki.

Lin Zhao originally intended to capture Nan Tian and his associates in one fell swoop and obtain concrete evidence that the man was colluding with the Japanese.

Unexpectedly, the higher-ups didn't care about any of this and instead wanted to kick them out.
Things have developed to a point where they are beyond the control of an intelligence officer.

Fortunately, after the plan was completed, Chen Yang was successfully cleared of suspicion.

But Kagesa was not happy.

Nantian's last move was truly ruthless; it not only exposed the location of the North China Information Section's radio station but also revealed their last hidden line of communication.

Following this lead, the Military Intelligence Bureau not only uncovered a large number of agents within the North China Information Section, but also dismantled their channels for controlling public opinion.

This led to the premature end of the propaganda war, which was originally expected to last three months, in less than seven days.

Public opinion in Chongqing was controlled by the Military Intelligence Bureau, which quickly launched a massive attack on the Japanese, using Wang Jingwei's defection as the main theme.

Public opinion quickly shifted from the previous corruption case to the traitor.
Amidst the outcry, passionate college students have once again become pawns manipulated by certain individuals.
A knock sounded on the door, and Chen Yang snapped out of his reverie, saying gently, "Come in."

The office door was pushed open, and the person standing in the doorway was wearing a crisp naval uniform, with a joyful smile on his face.

"Minister Saito, what brings you here? I should be the one coming up to see you."

Chen Yang adopted a very humble posture, and the person in front of him was none other than Saito Koichi.

He was in charge of shipping. Chen Yang originally thought he was the head of the shipping department, but it seems that Chen Yang underestimated Saito's abilities.

After the Navy joined the Southern Transportation Section, Saito's position became one of the two vice ministers of the Southern Transportation Section.

He is also the second person in the Ministry of Transport to wield real power.

Of course, there was also Minister Ino, who was sent by the South Manchuria Railway Company, but he was just a figurehead.

He had little say in the affairs of the Southern Transportation Department; he was only needed to coordinate the shipments from the North.

Saito pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Chen Yang: "Section Chief Chen, you mentioned inviting Mr. Yamaki before, and Mr. Yamaki has already agreed."

"However, I advise you to be cautious. Lord Yamaki is a very traditional naval officer. He prefers practical matters and dislikes unnecessary embellishments."

"So you'd better tell him the truth."

Chen Yang nodded slowly, opened the drawer, and took out a check that he had prepared beforehand.

Chen Yang gently pushed the check in front of Saito and smiled, "Saito-kun, this is your bonus from last month."

Saito picked up the check and was instantly startled by the number on it: "Section Chief Chen, this number..."

Chen Yang frowned slightly: "Saito-kun is not satisfied with this number?"

Saito quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I mean, isn't this too much?"

Chen Yang's lips curled up slightly: "Of course not. We always follow the rules when we do things. This is what you deserve, and it's not just for you. You also have to share some with your subordinates."

"As for how to divide it, I won't ask."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Saito's face, not because the money was too little, but because it was too much, and he was unsure whether he should accept it.

Chen Yang stood up and said in a serious tone, "Saito-kun, don't worry, the money has been laundered by the foundation, and it's clean no matter how you investigate."

“Uh…” Saito licked his lips as he looked at the numbers. “Section Chief Chen, I… I… maybe I should distribute the money to the staff first. So much money, I’m starting to feel a little panicked.”

Thump! Chen Yang slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice, "Saito-kun, it's right to panic. I panicked the first time I took money..."

"But you can't keep panicking. Put your hand on your heart and tell me, since you joined the Southern Transportation Department, have you made any mistakes in transportation matters?"

"Aren't the brothers in the maritime transport department working day and night for the cause of the empire?"

Have you ever been negligent in your duties?

Saito's expression immediately hardened: "Of course, we haven't slacked off at all in our work, and all supplies have arrived on time." Chen Yang's expression softened: "That's right, if everything is done well, what's a little money to you?"

"Besides, if the people below don't take it, how can you take it? If you don't take it, how can I take it? If I don't take it, how can the people above take it? If no one takes it, how can we make progress? How can we continue to play our role in the cause of the empire?"

Saito paused for a moment, and Chen Yang continued, "Saito-kun, it's your duty to be conscientious and responsible when working in an organization, but you also need to learn to have a broader perspective."

"When doing things, you need to know how to build good relationships. You also need to hurry up and get involved in these relationships."

"From the grassroots to the middle level, and from the middle level to the top level, it's like a network."

“Every network is connected by countless nodes; you are a node, and so am I.”

"However, when all the nodes are connected together, a high-speed network with absolute efficiency can be created."

“Saito-kun, you must remember that the goal is not to build a network, but to improve the efficiency of the empire.”

“Yes, yes, it’s all for the future of the empire.” Saito finally found a plausible excuse.

Chen Yang nodded in satisfaction. "Saito-kun, then I won't keep you any longer. You go ahead with your work, but don't forget, it's 7 PM tonight at Tsuki no Sa.

"Tonight, I will introduce a very important person to Mr. Yamaki."

Night falls, the moon veils the sand.

The third floor of Moonlit Sand, which has never been open to the public, was suddenly lit up with a faint light tonight.

The guests on the lower level were all very curious.

Since its opening, Moonlit Sands has attracted a considerable number of members. It's a members-only club; only military officers are eligible to apply for membership, and it operates on a referral system—only current members can recommend others.
Generally, each person can only recommend two members.

The most restrictive rule is that regular members can only stay on the first floor; if your membership level isn't high enough, you can't even go up to the second floor.

Above the second floor is the most mysterious third floor. Many people are curious about what Yoko is on the third floor. Some people have tried to force their way in, but they were quickly taken away by the supervisory department and their memberships were canceled and never renewed.

In this way, no one dared to break the rules. What everyone was curious about was who the mastermind behind Moonsha was, and how they could mobilize the Imperial Censorate.

At 7 p.m., Chen Yang, dressed in a well-fitting dark suit, sat in a relatively quiet but well-viewed private room.

On the table in front of him sat a nearly untouched glass of whiskey, his fingers tapping the surface unconsciously.

He was waiting, waiting for someone important to come and meet him!

He met with Colonel Yamaki from the Japanese Navy Logistics Department.

The Navy and the Army have a long history of discord, even in intelligence work, they operate independently and compete with each other.

Maintaining good relations between the two camps has become his most important task.

A knock sounded on the door, and the waitress pushed open the door to the private room, bowing slightly as she said, "Boss, Mr. Shanmu has arrived."

Chen Yang stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Please let him in."

The waitress bowed again and then left.

A moment later, footsteps sounded, and a slightly overweight middle-aged man in naval officer's uniform with a warm smile walked over, guided by a waitress. It was Colonel Yamaki.

He didn't look like a soldier, but rather like a wealthy businessman. However, the occasional glint of shrewdness in his squinted eyes revealed that he was far more complex than he appeared.

"Mr. Chen, I've kept you waiting!" Colonel Yamaki extended his hand warmly, speaking fluent Chinese. "I've long heard that Chief Chen of the Transportation Section is young and promising, and seeing you today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved."

"Colonel Yamaki, you flatter me. It is my honor to meet you amidst your busy schedule." Chen Yang immediately stood up, a perfectly timed smile—a smile that conveyed both flattery and bureaucratic humility—and shook hands firmly with Yamaki. The two were tacitly putting on an act.

"Mr. Yamaki, please," Chen Yang said with a slight bow, inviting the other party to sit down.

After taking his seat, Yamaki smiled and looked around: "Moonlit Sands... What a great place! Much more interesting than our naval club!"

"Not at all, I just feel the environment here is more relaxed, making it easier to talk." Chen Yang bowed slightly and poured wine for Yamaki. "I heard that the Colonel has been very busy with official duties lately, and is even concerned about the Yangtze River shipping scheduling?"

Yamaki is from the Navy Logistics Department and is responsible for coordinating the waterway transportation of military supplies.

In essence, he was the direct supervisor of the maritime transport department.

“Yes,” Yamaki sighed, took a sip of sake, and said, seemingly complaining but actually probing, “Your army’s appetite is getting bigger and bigger. You always want to prioritize the use of all available ships. Our navy’s supply lines are almost squeezed out of space.”

“Especially recently, some special ‘large items’ need to be transported to Hankou. The time is tight and the requirements are high, which is really a headache.”

"Special 'large cargo'?" Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, but his face showed understanding and sympathy. "Sometimes the army really doesn't take into account the difficulties of friendly forces."

"However, since it's an important mission, perhaps our transportation department can think of ways to alleviate some of the pressure by optimizing land transportation scheduling?"

Yamaki frowned and changed the subject, saying, "Mr. Chen, let's not talk about work at a time like this."

"I want to know, what exactly did you want to ask Saito to invite me here?"

(End of this chapter)