PFC Chapter 899 Death Plan
Chapter 899 Death Plan
Midnight, Shanghai, French Concession.
Chen Yang made sure that no one was following him within a kilometer before turning the key and entering the safe house.
After waiting for a while, a green dot appeared on the screen. A few minutes later, the sound of a key turning was heard. Song Jiayu pushed open the door of the safe house and turned on the light.
"Sir, how long have you been here?" Song Jiayu was not surprised to see Chen Yang in the house.
"Not long after, people from the Mei Agency, the Special High Section, Unit 76, and the Manchurian Railway Investigation Bureau followed me from time to time these days."
"I finally figured out a way to get rid of them."
Song Jiayu took a few steps closer, reached out and picked up a strand of hair that had fallen on Chen Yang's shoulder, and compared it with her own.
Then, he moved closer to Chen Yang's body and sniffed carefully: "Sir, so you like women with short hair? Hmm, the smell of French perfume."
"It seems this woman has very good taste."
Chen Yang heard the strong smell of jealousy in Song Jiayu's words: "Don't get me wrong, I only used the pretext of dating Fujiwara Shizuka that those people didn't dare to follow me. Only in this way can I successfully shake off those tails."
Chen Yang couldn't explain why he suddenly started to care about Song Jiayu's emotions.
Logically speaking, they are just partners, but today he felt like a husband caught by his wife, as if he was afraid that Song Jiayu would think too much.
"Nothing. I'll buy a bottle to try next time. However, this perfume is too expensive." Song Jiayu's voice was as small as a mosquito.
Chen Yang shook his head, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, took a breath and said, "By the way, I asked you to ask if the telegram from headquarters has been sent."
"I don't know what's going on in the Shanghai market and whether there are any plans."
"They either don't want me to get involved, or they don't trust me."
Song Jiayu's expression froze, and she quickly said, "Sir, I was just about to report to you."
"This operation was not arranged by the Director, but was designed by Deputy Director Tang under the direct order of the superiors."
"Except for Director Zheng and the Bureau Chief, no one else in the headquarters knows your identity."
"You are in such an important position now, and you have to negotiate the establishment of diplomatic relations with the Soviet Union on behalf of Nanjing. It would be abnormal if Shancheng did not take any action at this time."
"I'm afraid that not only the leaders will suspect whether the Military Control Commission and you have some insider trading, but even the Japanese will be suspicious."
"However, don't worry too much. Director Zheng contacted the director immediately after hearing the news."
"After discussing with Director Zheng, the Director planned Operation Death. Here is the action plan."
"Please take a look."
As she spoke, Song Jiayu took out a document that she had prepared long ago and handed it to Chen Yang.
To be honest, Chen Yang had to admit that what Song Jiayu said made sense.
Before this, he was a transportation officer. Although he was extremely important to the Japanese, he did not kill or burn people, nor did he bully the weak. On the contrary, he transported things to the National Army from time to time and even cooperated with the Red Party.
In the eyes of everyone, although he is a traitor, he is definitely not as harmful as Mayor Zhou and Dean Chen.
But now it is different. He wants to establish diplomatic relations with the Soviet Union on behalf of the Jinling government, which is an act of splitting the country.
Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, his nature instantly changed from a harmless little traitor to a big traitor who betrayed the country.
It would be strange if Shancheng did not take any further action. Could it just watch the Nanjing government establish relations with the Soviet Union?
Chen Yang opened the file, read it carefully, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on his face.
"Do you have to do this?"
Song Jiayu nodded and said, "Sir, this is the best way. It can solve many problems at once."
"You should know that at this point in the war, as long as the situation requires, anyone can sacrifice, including you and me."
"Of course I know, but, alas..." Chen Yang didn't say anything when the words came to his lips, but just sighed deeply.
Song Jiayu said sternly, "The director has reminded us that we must not let our emotions get the better of us at this critical moment of life and death."
"The first priority for a soldier is to obey orders. The Death Plan must be carried out..."
Chen Yang was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I understand. I will arrange the detailed actions. I will put the specific details in the dead mailbox after I design them. Please check it."
"By the way, several major intelligence agencies are watching now. Let's give up on the locations of the previous dead mailboxes. Once I find a suitable dead mailbox location, I will try to notify you."
"Pay attention to your own safety. One more thing, do not have any lateral contact with the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station without my order."
It seems that the people from the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station are in trouble, otherwise Chen Yang would not have made such a special reminder.
Song Jiayu obviously understood what Chen Yang meant and saluted, "Sir, I understand."
"Take care," Chen Yang subconsciously stepped forward and hugged Song Jiayu.
"Sir, you too." Song Jiayu leaned against Chen Yang and gently exhorted him, just like a wife exhorting her husband...
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Consulate, third floor conference room.
"I heard that you have arranged for people to look for the Military Control Commission these days?" Li Xianshu looked at Chen Yang and said, "You seem to have made too much noise."
"The entire Shanghai stock market, from top to bottom, is looking for information related to the Military Control Commission."
"The Green Gang, the black market, and the four major intelligence agencies."
"I didn't know that you, Minister Chen, had such a terrifying appeal. With just one order, tens of thousands of people would help you do things."
Chen Yang said nonchalantly: "Aunt, they have issued an order to kill me, and I can't do anything."
"Shanghai is not a place where the Military Control Commission has the final say."
"I just don't want to be involved in intelligence matters, not that I don't know how to do it."
Li Xianshu sighed, "If you had done this earlier, I could have handed over the intelligence network to you earlier."
"Now I can go back to Nagoya and grow some flowers and grass."
"You have to wait until they come to your door before you know how to fight back."
"You are an intelligence officer yourself, don't you know that it is better to strike first?"
Chen Yang touched his nose and did not refute. He just explained in a low voice: "How could I know that the reaction in Shancheng would be so big?"
"Big?" Li Xianshu said in a deep voice: "This should be completely within your expectations."
"I've reminded you before, you don't have to be a good person all the time."
"I know you just can't let go of your businessman mentality. You think that as long as you deliver supplies to them and build good relationships with them, they won't have any ideas about you."
"It turns out that as long as what you do cross the other party's bottom line, they can still take action against you."
"Since you have a talent for politics, how could you not think of the meaning of the four words 'weighing the pros and cons'?"
“There are no eternal friends in the world, only eternal interests.”