Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Chapter 294 True Friends, 19/10

Wan Lilang walked in carrying two bottles of fine wine: "Xuesen, there were a lot of people earlier, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

He looked at Wang Xuesen and breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect you to actually come back, and unharmed at that."

"I knew it, you're no ordinary person."

Wang Xuesen took the wine, glanced at it, and said humorously, "How could I dare drink your wine, Lao Wan? What if you poisoned it with a syringe? My life would be in danger!"

"After all, so many people want me dead right now!"

"When the time comes, it won't be you, Lao Wan, who gets blamed."

Wan Lilang looked ashamed: "It seems I can't wash away my previous actions."

"Just kidding, such expensive wine, I'd be making real money selling it on the black market." Wang Xuesen chuckled, took the wine, and set it aside.

"Old Wan, you didn't just come here to bring me wine today, did you?"

"If this is what you call a surprise or a gift, then it's really boring."

He casually tossed a cigarette to Wanlilang.

Wan Lilang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, saying in a deep voice, "Your current predicament is not completely resolved. Being targeted by Chen Bijun is not an option."

I'm afraid, but if the Japanese set their sights on you, you'll find it impossible to move an inch.

Wang Xuesen flicked his cigarette ash, looked at him without saying a word.

, 1.1

Wanli Lang continued, "Yes, you have Kawabe Masazo's written guarantee, but Yamai Sora is far more cunning than you think."

"Now, besides having me monitor you, he's started investigating the people around you, especially Zhan Shen."

"He even knows that Wang Tianmu is doing things for you."

"So, you're far from ready to relax."

Wang Xuesen smiled faintly and said, "The terms he offered you must have been very generous, right?"

"That's right, he will give me more positions and funding, and once Qingqi Qingyin leaves, he will try to support me to become the director of No. 76."

Wanli Lang answered truthfully.

"Isn't it very appealing?" Wang Xuesen asked rhetorically.

Wan Lilang shook his head and said, "If it were last year, I might have agreed."

"But now the Japanese army is exhausted in many ways, and the significance of Kawabe Masazo saving you today is self-evident."

"Wealth and power are contingent upon one being alive."

"For me, survival comes first."

At this point, he stubbed out his cigarette, leaned back, and said, "Xuesen, I don't want to waste any more time arguing about whether you're a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau or not."

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but so many people have died, I'm scared."

"Being afraid of you is not shameful in my eyes."

"I don't want to waste any more energy and manpower fighting against you!"

"That's incredibly stupid and completely pointless."

"I just want to be friends with your brother."

Wan Lilang shrugged, unsure how to express his sincerity.

"Old Wan, I've always believed that mutual benefit is what makes friends."

"Relationships without money or benefits won't last."

"What happened before is nothing to me. Now, can you show me your sincerity?" Wang Xuesen asked with a smile.

"I want to get rid of Yamai Sora for you—and for myself," Wanli Lang said.

"Then your gift is indeed very generous."

"Doesn't he value you highly? That shouldn't be the case, Lao Wan. You're not trying to hook me, are you?" Wang Xuesen chuckled.

Wanli Lang's eyes turned cold: "Yamai Sora is indeed capable and has a powerful background."

"But he threatened me with the cases of Liu Zhongwen and Qian Xinmin. You know, those two have absolutely nothing to do with me."

"I, Wan Lilang, am not much of a figure, but I don't want to be held at knifepoint all the time."

"I'd rather be your friend than accept the small position and funding he offers."

Wang Xuesen nodded: "That reason makes sense."

"However, Yamai Sora is highly regarded. He is about to die, and the Japanese are conducting a large-scale search. This may not be a safe course of action."

"You need to understand that with Old Chen's defection, it's no longer realistic for him to operate under the banner of the Military Intelligence Bureau."

He actually knew this could be done; the head of the Special Higher Police, Okamura Shizo, who was also Okamura Ichiro's nephew, had complained to him a lot about Yamai Sora's troubles.

This is a good opportunity to get a feel for Wanlilang's true strength.

Let's see how strong he really is.

Wan Lilang said in a deep voice, "You don't know this, but Yamai Sora has another identity. He is secretly investigating the corruption of some mid-level officers in the 13th Army."

"So, we can use this to get rid of him."

"If you can get me some materials on corruption among some officers of the 13th Army, and lend me a Lin Huaibu, I will take charge of the assassination."

"Kill them, and everyone will be happy."

"I can't kill him, but now that they've investigated, they're blaming me."

"Let the Japanese chop off my head!"

"You still want me to get involved, buddy?" Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

Wanli Lang is shrewd and experienced, and knows how to deal with intelligent people.

He said frankly, "Let's speak frankly."

"This is a huge undertaking. Making friends is mutually beneficial, and I'd like to start with a collaborative approach."

"Let's go all out and test each other's mettle."

"You don't want us to keep testing each other like this, do you?"

"If Yamai Sora finds out something bad about us, we're both doomed."

Wang Xuesen laughed heartily, "Brother Wan is indeed a man of few words."

"Okay, I'll be your friend."

"I can give you the information you want tomorrow."

"As for Lao Lin, forget about him."

"He has a family to support; if he were to die on the spot, I couldn't afford the loss."

"As far as I know, your nephew Wan Fang is quite skilled with a spear."

Wang Xuesen knew what he was worried about, and reassured him, "Don't worry, I'm in charge of materials. If something really happens to you, I'll be in big trouble too!"

Wanli Lang frowned and pondered.

Smart people make careful and calculated deals. Without Lin Huaibu as a trump card, Wang Xuesen has fewer responsibilities.

I'm practically taking all the risks myself.

Wang Xuesen wasn't in a hurry; he just smiled and looked at him with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

If it were someone else...

It shouldn't be a problem for him to let Lao Lin handle it.

But this is Wan Lilang, a cunning and ruthless man just like Liu Zhongwen.

Such people, if you can cooperate with them, are like wings that carry you on the wind, far more valuable than ordinary people.

But at the same time, we must also be more careful.

Otherwise, you might end up ruining yourself while playing around.

Wanlilang stared at him for a few seconds.

Seeing that Wang Xuesen showed no sign of backing down, he said helplessly, "Alright, I originally wanted to split it 30/70, but now it's 10/90."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "After all, you're the one giving the gift. How can you expect the guest to pay for it after giving a gift?"

"Alright, it's settled then. You give me the information, and I'll take care of Yamai Sora."

"You bear one-tenth of the risk, I bear nine-tenths!"

Wan Lilang gritted his teeth and agreed.

Wang Xuesen said, "Alright, whether we can live in peace in the future depends entirely on Brother Wan."

Wanlilang said, "Just wait for the good news."

"By the way, we've become friends, but outwardly I still hope you'll stick with me—you know what I mean." He gestured.

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "Of course, on the surface we are still rivals."

Wan Lilang stood up, straightened his Zhongshan suit, and said, "Director Li is going to Nanjing tomorrow. Now, Wu Sibao is the only obstacle I have left in No. 76."

"Brother, your wisdom is as vast as the sea; please give me some advice."

Wang Xuesen said, "You don't need to worry about that. You don't need advice on how to deal with Wu Sibao; he'll bring it on himself."

Wan Lilang didn't quite understand the meaning, but guessed it was Wang Xuesen's excuse.

The matter of Yamai Sora hasn't been resolved yet, so it's understandable that he's unwilling to offer advice.

He didn't ask any more questions, exchanged a few polite words, and left on his own.

As Wanlilang left, Wang Xuesen gave a cold smile.

Old Man Wan's sense of smell is indeed very keen.

He must have been so confident in his position as a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau that his ability to contact Dai Li was already confirmed. Wan Lilang was risking his life to come and offer his "pledge of allegiance."

Wang Xuesen would naturally accept the gift.

Moreover, Wan Lilang is exceptionally capable, and having such a ferocious wolfhound as a protector will greatly benefit the complete dismantling of the 76th Division and the Xinfu Special Agent Forces.

Of course, it's only a matter of time before this guy turns on you.

However, Wang Xuesen was not worried about this at all.

Because Dai Li will deal with him.

Being a traitor isn't so easy!

in the afternoon.

Wang Xuesen came downstairs, and Zhan Shen had already warmed up the car.

Once in the car, Zhan Shen said, "I passed by the pharmacy today, and Old Du's was open. Want to go check it out?"

Wang Xuesen said, "Of course. I haven't seen Lao Du since I came back."

We arrived at the pharmacy.

Wang Xuesen walked in with his briefcase.

Old Du quickly led him into the consultation room. Upon seeing him, he patted him heavily on both shoulders, looked him up and down several times, and then let out a long sigh: "Thank God, it feels like I've been through several lifetimes since I last saw you."

"Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I would have lived in nightmares for the rest of my life."

"Then you must have nightmares often," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

"yes!"

"When I was in the Soviet area, I watched helplessly as my comrades were killed many times, and I was powerless to do anything about it."

"If you don't come back, I'm planning to go back to the mountain city."

Du Song sighed.

"Looking back now, it was quite a close call. Our trio really did break up just like that, without even a proper farewell," Wang Xuesen laughed.

"That's how intelligence work is. You never know when the enemy will break down the door while you're sleeping," Old Du said, waving his hand. "Let's not talk about that anymore."

Tell me about your situation.

"You're quite something now, the personal messenger of Kawabe Masazo."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "He wants to contact Chiang Kai-shek for peace talks, but I suspect that given Chiang and Dai Li's cunning, they will not miss this opportunity."

"At that time, in order to test the sincerity of both sides, they will definitely focus their attacks on you."

"Dai Li and He Bian are very likely using me as an intermediary to transmit unfavorable but extremely accurate intelligence."

Du Song said, "It's very possible. Luckily, they all insist that you're from the Military Intelligence Bureau, and Boss Dai knows that you're a street thug."

"They don't suspect that you or I are the ones who got the red tickets yet."

Wang Xuesen said, "I think they probably won't, but it's hard to say about you."

"After experiencing so much, I have come to a profound understanding of one thing."

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

"Boss Dai is a cunning man. How do you know he's not playing the long game? When the day of liberation comes, no one can say for sure what will happen."

Du Song nodded solemnly: "What you said makes a lot of sense. I will be more careful when contacting the Qingpu branch in the future."

"Okay, I've reported for Christmas Eve. I'm leaving now." Wang Xuesen stood up and said.

"No!"

Du Song got up and got him the medicine, saying, "Wu Sibao and his subordinate Jiang Jun have recently been targeting student progressive groups and have arrested quite a few people."

"Among them are members of our student union."

"He's treating the students like blood donation bags. Wu Sibao is short of money right now, this isn't over," Wang Xuesen said, frowning.

"A blood pack?" Du Song was taken aback.

"It's extortion to get money; that's his usual tactic."

"This guy's wallet was chopped off by Li Shiqun, and now he's dirt poor, so he's going around making money by launching projects."

"Progressive youth groups such as student unions have always been under close surveillance by the Japanese and the 76th Division."

"No one can find fault with him arresting these people, and even if I go to Li Shiqun, it won't make a difference," Wang Xuesen said, looking troubled.

"Then let's find a way to get rid of him!"

"It's time to send this traitorous dog to his grave," Du Song said fiercely.

"Can."

"Former police commissioner of the International Settlement, Shinzo Ogawa, recently took over the Yokohama Specie Bank."

"This guy is desperate for money; he keeps asking me to do projects."

"I heard that the Japanese expelled the British tax officials from the Jianghai Customs and completely took over and confiscated the customs treasury."

"There is a lot of gold in it."

"If Jinzo Kojima is interested, perhaps I can bring Wu Sibao in," Wang Xuesen said, stroking his chin as he pondered.

"You mean, trick Wu Sibao into robbing a bank or a vault?" Du Song asked in surprise.

"Robbing a bank is unrealistic, but if Wu Sibao is pushed to the limit, he might actually dare to impersonate a Kuomintang secret police officer and rob a gold transport vehicle."

"Especially his subordinate Jiang Jun, that guy is capable of anything."

Wang Xuesen smiled and said.

If I add fuel to the fire with Yu Aizhen, Wu Sibao might actually fall for it.

"Okay, have Shinzo Oguri set the time for transporting the gold."

"I'll have someone secretly go to the black market to keep watch."

"When the time comes, you'll have to figure out how to hijack the armored truck."

"Let Wu Sibao take the blame, and you and Xiao Lu Jinsan will take the blame for the gold."

Du Songdao.

He paused, then poured Wang Xuesen a cup of hot tea: "The question now is, is Xiao Lu Jin San reliable?"

Wang Xuesen said, "He is more reliable than many of our so-called 'own people'."

"Because all he sees now is money."

"After the Japanese occupied the concession, he didn't get promoted; instead, he became a security guard at the bank."

"In addition, he witnessed the corruption of the Japanese army and the tense situation on the battlefield."

"This person has long since lost hope in the war."

"All he wants now is to make money and fulfill his dream of becoming a millionaire in Tokyo."

"I've been ignoring him for a while now, and I guess he's been getting anxious. Giving him some help now won't require him to do much."

"Shinzo Ogawa has no reason to refuse."

"Okay, since you've given your assurance, then this matter should be settled," Du Song said happily.

"Okay, wait for my news!" Wang Xuesen packed the medicine, said goodbye, and left.

back home.

Upon entering the room, I saw Wanjia sitting on the sofa, wearing a white nightgown and with her hair disheveled.

"Are you haunting us in the middle of the night?" Wang Xuesen cursed.

"I'm on my period," Wanjia said, pouting in annoyance.

My God!

Wang Xuesen had been on tenterhooks these past few days because of this incident, but now he can finally relax.

"Oh, it's all my fault. I wasn't up to par and made Madam happy for nothing," Wang Xuesen said, feigning self-reproach.

"How annoying! It's rare for us to conceive and it still failed. We're both so healthy, and we had plenty of fertility back then, so why didn't we get pregnant?" Wanjia said angrily.

"Well, maybe I was under too much pressure during that period."

"It could also be fate."

"As you can see, we are in a very dangerous situation right now. Our child could be orphaned at any moment."

"Not to mention others, if I hadn't stopped Zhan Shen in time in Nanjing last time, Xiao Min and Yao Zu would be an orphan and a widow right now."

"Let's wait for the liberation."

Wang Xuesen held her hand and gently comforted her.

"I'm not blaming you, I'm just blaming my own stomach for not being able to carry a baby."

"The situation is difficult; let's wait for liberation."

Wanjia nodded obediently.

"Hurry up, it's rare to have some free time, quickly play a song for me to celebrate!" Wang Xuesen loosened his belt and urged.

"Aren't you naughty? You've been running around outside all day."

"It stinks! Go take a shower right now."

The next day, at 10:00 AM.

Wang Xuesen deliberately left his office door open, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and raised his voice, saying, "Director Wan, I didn't sign this interrogation record, so how did you submit it?"

"The director called back. Come to my office right away."

"Can't you figure out your place, buddy?"

"I'm the head of the interrogation room, not you!"

After saying that, he slammed down the phone.

The staff members passing by in the corridor all heard it clearly: Director Wang and Wan Lilang had clashed again.

A moment later, Wan Lilang arrived, closed the door, and said, "The things have arrived."

Wang Xuesen handed him the materials: "This contains evidence that several young officers secretly instructed the Sheng family to smuggle and control supplies. I found this when I searched Zhang Xiaolin's residence."

"It should be reliable."

"You can make a fuss about this."

Wan Lilang nodded and said, "Okay, I know what to do. Wait for my news within three days."

"Well, if it works out, I'll treat you to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast at Fuyunlou Restaurant," Wang Xuesen said.

"Forget it, a couple of drinks are fine, but these days, serving a Manchu Han Imperial Feast is practically suicide," Wanlilang laughed.

"So cautious, no wonder they're the elite of the Military Intelligence Bureau," Wang Xuesen praised.

"Oh, right, this is the interrogation record. I've signed it. You can take it." He then instructed.

"it is good."

Wanlilang smiled and turned to leave.

He somewhat enjoyed working with Wang Xuesen.

They are decisive and efficient.

Having a teammate who can pull you along and has a strong ability to cover your retreat is just too awesome.

After Wanli Lang left, Wang Xuesen heard the sound of a car outside, walked to the window and looked out.

Damn it.

Wu Sibao brought in two more cartloads of students.

This guy is really obsessed with money.

Damn it.

He picked up the phone and dialed an internal number: "Director Wu, are you free?"

"I'll come over and sit for a while."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuesen put on his trench coat and quickly went to Wu Sibao's office.

Wu Sibao had his legs propped up on the desk, enjoying a cigar.

This guy, while others just smoke cigars through their mouths, he has truly iron lungs, inhaling directly into his lungs.

"Xuesen is here, come and sit down, I was just looking for you."

He shook his leg and greeted them lazily.