strictlysupreme Chapter 972: Clearing Identity
Chapter 972: Clearing Identity
Chen Yang was not surprised by this answer.
The Central Bureau of Investigation has always been an extremely powerful force in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
Unlike the Military Intelligence Bureau, which is an intelligence organization that specializes in assassinations, the Central Intelligence Bureau's capabilities are more reflected in infiltration.
Their spies are better at infiltrating Shanghai's government agencies, such as banks and municipal institutions.
Of course, this situation also has something to do with the agents they choose.
The direction in which the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics selects agents is very different from that of the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.
The military usually selects people from the bottom.
Just like Chen Yang before, he was just a small traveling businessman, but because of his good skills he was noticed by the people of Renaissance Society and was recruited into the special training team of Renaissance Society.
This situation is relatively rare in the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, as there are usually certain thresholds for selecting people.
The Central Bureau of Investigation looked down upon small vendors like Chen Yang at that time.
Chen Yang flipped through the information handed over by Matsushima Hisao and frowned.
"Mr. Matsushima, these intelligence agencies have been investigating for more than a week and have only handed over this much information?"
If the person opposite was No. 76, Chen Yang would have thrown the report in his face by now.
Chen Yang could only exercise some restraint towards the Japanese.
Matsushima Hisao also heard the dissatisfaction in Chen Yang's tone, and explained awkwardly: "Minister, we were misled by the intelligence of the Peaceful National Construction Army Inspectorate before."
"The intelligence agencies will focus their investigation on the Red Party guerrillas."
"It was not until a few days ago when a series of bombings occurred that everyone realized through some traces left at the scene that this incident was probably the work of the Military Control Commission or the Central Control Commission."
"Colonel Konan and Colonel Yamagishi agreed that the purpose of the Central Bureau of Investigation launching such an explosion was probably related to the Nanjing government's move to take back the concession."
"Minister, although we took some detours, the result is still good."
"We haven't found the murderer, haven't recovered the bomb, and haven't locked on to the target person." Chen Yang sneered, "You haven't done anything. You spent so much time and you only handed in this report. You can still brazenly tell me that the result is still good."
"Matsushima-kun, when did you become so low in your standards for yourself?"
Hearing Chen Yang's words, Matsushima Hisao's originally smug expression froze instantly, and he unconsciously became a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Matsushima," Chen Yang looked up at Hisao Matsushima and said, "You seem to have been a little slack since Madam left."
"I know very well that you have reason to be proud of being the head of the intelligence department of the consulate at your age, but now is not the time for you to be complacent."
"I recommended you to them to take over the position of Madam because I valued your ability."
"If you continue to act so perfunctorily, I'm afraid your position will soon be replaced by someone else."
"What the empire needs is the elite, not someone who has connections and rises to prominence through nepotism."
Matsushima Hisao was immediately filled with shame, he stood up and bowed to Chen Yang and said: "I'm sorry, Minister, I have failed your trust."
Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "Mr. Songdao, you were brought up by my wife. Your ability is beyond doubt."
"Maybe I have too high expectations of you."
"Based on your current performance, I can only rate you as unqualified."
"But I will give you a chance to prove yourself."
"Investigate the whereabouts of these people when you go back."
As he spoke, Chen Yang took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Matsushima Hisao.
"Consul Kuroda?" Matsushima Hisao looked at the title on the document, a little at a loss.
Chen Yang said in a deep voice: "The duty of the consulate is to support pro-Japanese forces and provide correct political decisions for the mainland."
"In terms of economy, loans and economic support are provided to Japanese expatriates."
"However, the Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the Japanese Concession has complained to the Military Police Headquarters in Shanghai more than once."
"The business they run in Shanghai cannot get support from the consulate. This matter could be a big deal or a small one. Mr. Sato asked me to find out what went wrong with the consulate."
"If it is determined that Consul Kuroda's decision-making errors have led to unfair treatment of our compatriots, the mainland will send someone to replace him."
Matsushima Hisao nodded and said, "Hi, I'll do it right away."
Shanghai, French Concession, Rue Pétain.
This road is located in the French Concession and is named after the French general Philippe Pétain.
But if it were today, it would be Hengshan Road in Shanghai.
On the second floor of a residential building along the street, Gu Linhuai stood at the window holding a cup of tea, looking at the crowds passing by below while thinking about something.
"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door, and Du Xiufeng behind Gu Linhuai hurried to the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, I'm a deliveryman from Hutchison Grocery."
Du Xiufeng asked in a deep voice: "What goods are you delivering?"
"A bag of salt, six ounces of lard, a bottle of white vinegar, a bottle of soy sauce, and two jars of pickled vegetables."
The code was correct. Du Xiufeng opened the door and saw a six-foot-tall young man standing at the door.
He was holding a basket in his hand. When he saw Du Xiufeng, he handed the basket to him and said, "Stationmaster, I just received a reply from the headquarters."
"The Japanese have already reached an agreement with Mr. Fili of the French Concession Municipal Council, and the British have also compromised."
"As for the Americans, they seem to have sent a negotiator, a university president."
"He himself has not yet arrived in Shanghai, so we can't find the target yet."
"The specific information is all in there." The young man said, knocking on a jar in the basket.
Du Xiufeng nodded, and the man carefully retreated, looked around and left quickly.
Du Xiufeng took out the jar inside, which was filled with soy sauce. After pouring out the soy sauce, soon, a square wrapped in oil paper appeared in front of him at the bottom.
Du Xiufeng took out the paper package and opened it, revealing two pieces of paper inside.
"Teacher, this is the information sent from the headquarters." Du Xiufeng handed the information to Gu Linhuai.
Gu Linhuai took a look and said: "The Japanese are moving much faster than we thought."
"It seems that our plan needs to be advanced as well."
"Xiufeng, have those smuggling ships been targeted?"
Du Xiufeng hesitated and said, "Teacher, the things on those ships are all smuggled by the Military Control Commission."
"If you touch their cake, the Military Control Commission won't let it go so easily."
Gu Linhuai turned his head and glanced at Du Xiufeng and said with a smile: "Of course we can't let it go so easily."
"If we don't force the Military Control Commission out, how can this drama go on?"
"The Japanese have always believed that Mayor Zhou is the intelligence chief. What we need to do now is to help him clear his identity."
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