"Baga!"

At the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, when Hasegawa Ryosuke looked at the emergency telegram from the Navy Command, he was so scared that he almost jumped up from the stool.

Fortunately, the cunning he developed from long-term intelligence work made him resist this impulse and carefully read the content of the message.

The Navy's extremely secret message: The Third Fleet, aircraft carrier and air fleet are leaked. We hope to find out the culprit of the leak as soon as possible and hand it over to the Military Command for disposal.

After reading the telegram, Haguchi's face was very gloomy. It's a hell, why did the Navy know about this so quickly?

The information was given by him last night, and the news was leaked this afternoon, and it didn't even arrive for 24 hours. There is only one explanation for this matter.

There are ghosts within the National Government,

And it is hidden very deeply.

Hasegawa Ryosuke immediately realized this terrible fact and understood that Fat Tiger must be notified as soon as possible, otherwise his life would be difficult to save.

Although I don’t know why Minor Maeda didn’t doubt him, it is impossible for people to be lucky. If they don’t find the ghost, something will happen sooner or later.

As for whether this would be a trap, Hase felt that it was unlikely that he would give so much money to Minor Maeda's adjutant.

After thinking about it, Hasegawa Ryosuke looked at the time and got up and walked out of the office, driving away from the consulate as the bows of the small spies.

As the deputy director of the Intelligence Department responsible for the work of the Special High School Course, he has the power to act freely and does not need to explain his itinerary to anyone.

The car drove for a while, and finally stopped in front of a dressing shop. Hasse got off the car and cleaned his collar and walked in naturally.

The white manager in the store immediately stepped forward, hugged him enthusiastically and greeted him, and greeted him in a familiar way. During this period, the two of them were talking and laughing.

"Haguchi, please."

"I've left you with the best cashmere."

After discussing the weather in Shanghai, the manager raised his hand and invited Hasegawa Ryo to intervene and introduced what good things have come recently.

When he arrived in front of a large mirror, the tailor immediately began to help him measure his figure and brought a large number of cloth samples for him to choose from.

This is a private custom clothing, which costs a lot but best reflects identity, a luxury that only a small number of people enjoy.

Through the glass window on the street, you can see that Haguchi pick up samples from time to time to ask questions, and when he encounters his favorite patterns, he orders without hesitation.

During the whole process, everything seemed very normal, and there was no hidden communication or any abnormal movements between the two sides.

After choosing the style, Hasea Ryosuke threw down a deposit of 100 US dollars and got out of the car surrounded by staff in the dressing shop and left.

Before leaving, or in order to remind passers-by and vehicles, the car horn sounded three times quickly and quickly returned to quiet.

At the same time, the owner of the fruit stall across the street stared and gently placed the red kettle on the top floor of the shelf.

Twenty minutes later,

The French Concession Julaidalu.

Yunke, who was used by the secret service to hide personnel, came to the hotel. He Yijun hurried into Zuozhong's room and reported seriously.

"Deputy Director, Hongkou Secret Observation Poster sent a message. The target they were squatting had just gone to the dressing shop and asked for the next instructions."

She didn't know who the target was, and she didn't know what the target's actions represented. She only knew that once there was an early warning, she had to be rewarded immediately.

Even the observer did not know the specific identity of the visitor. This method can protect the other party's safety to the greatest extent.

"Yeah, I get it."

Hearing He Yijun's words, Zuo Chong, who was reading a book, nodded slightly, thought for a few seconds, and calmly issued a new order.

"Notify the brothers at the observation post to evacuate according to the scheduled plan, and set out immediately after returning to Jinling to the southwest without any mistakes.

I will deal with other things, including you, and you must forget what happened today. Do you understand if you violate the military law?"

"Yes, Deputy Director."

He Yijun solemnly returned to the order. She understood Zuo Chong's meaning. When she found the signal, she retreated, and the observation post was all at one time.

This kind of observation whistle is invested in huge amounts and will only be activated when it involves important people and important tasks. There must be no mistakes.

She also understood that if she had not needed to contact the operational personnel of various groups, she would have left Shanghai to ensure that the news was not leaked.

So after the report, He Yijun consciously returned to his living room and began to self-isolate, temporarily cutting off contact with the outside world.

Working in the Secret Service,

You can't make mistakes,

Especially when it comes to tasks.

But Zuo Chong didn't have time to pay attention to these things. The fruit stall outside the dressing shop was indeed a one-time observation post, specially designed for Canggu.

Since the day of cooperation was established, several intelligence agents who have been to the Liuguo Hotel in Peking were waiting silently here.

These people were his earliest team. After the strictest identification, his parents and relatives were also very reliable under the protection of the secret service.

After all, Hasegawa Ryosuke is too important, and as his status increases, the value of intelligence is increasing, so it is not an exaggeration to protect it.

This guy sent out a signal today that he wanted to request an emergency meeting, the question is why he did it and what happened.

It's exposed,

There is still important information.

They just met yesterday. Logically speaking, there will be no big changes in such a short time unless there are external factors.

Zuo Chonghe Shangshu stood up, paced slowly in the room with his hands behind his back, and quickly passed various possibilities in his mind.

But after thinking about it, I have gained nothing at all. There is no clue at present, and even gods cannot predict what is happening.

After a long time, he suddenly stopped, his expression on his face became solemn. He turned to look at the sky slowly getting dark outside the window and made a decision.

As the clock keeps beating,

The moonlight once again enveloped Shanghai.

The warm wind in early summer blew across the Huangpu River, and the waves brought light to light. In a bar by the river, Hasea Ryosuke was worried.

He knew his family's affairs and sold no less than a hundred pieces of top-secret information to the secret service. If someone found out, it would be difficult to die.

How would the Empire deal with the traitors? The officers from No. 226 Middle School are examples. He did not want to be a broken corpse outside Tokyo.

It seems that it is time to consider retreating. Fortunately, Fat Tiger is not the one who breaks the bridge across the river, otherwise the world will not have a place to stand on its own.

"What a coincidence, Hase-kun."

At this moment, Zuo Chong appeared quietly beside Haguchi, smilingly signaling the bartender to pour wine, and said in Japanese.

Under the dim light, the customers around were either drinking or chatting, and they didn't notice the movements between the two.

When the wine glass was filled, Zuo Chong waved his hand to drive away the waiter waiting for the tip, raised his glass and took a sip of wine while asking in a low voice.

"What's going on? Why do you have to send a signal to a dressing shop? Do you know how much my loss will be when you move today?

If you can't tell the reason, Hase-kun, I won't pay for the information this time. Don't blame me for not being credited at that time."

He found that Haguchi was a little nervous, so he deliberately joked, trying to relax the other party so that he would not find any abnormality when he met an acquaintance.

"Add... Kato-kun was joking."

Hasegawa Ryosuke smiled bitterly, glanced at his side, and replied in a low voice: "Money is a trivial matter, I'm afraid I have money to make money but spend my life.

The information I told you last night was learned by the Navy Command a few hours ago that there must be spies in your government or the upper level of the military.

If this person doesn't solve it, the cooperation between you and me must be stopped. In Peking, you said that you would not force me to perform the task of sending death.

Besides, I am dead, and it will not do you any good. Only when I am alive can I continue to provide valuable information, right?"

After saying that, Hasea Ryosuke carefully observed Zuo Chong, his heart was up and down, and he secretly prayed that the other party was a person who kept his word.

If not, all you can do is wait for death. As for resistance and threats, think about the opponent's record, let's just forget it.

It was indeed a leak of intelligence.

TMD!

Zuo Chong sighed when he heard Haguchi's explanation. He was really afraid of anything he was going to do. The sieve attribute of the National Government was activated again.

After thinking about it, he only thought about the possibility of leaking secrets. It can be said that it is a premonition or the experience of being cheated many times.

How many times have passed? The Japanese know that the ink marks of their documents have not dried up. It’s okay to forget it in normal times, but now it’s wartime.

God knows if the spy has the opportunity to access specific military deployments. If these intelligence is leaked, it will kill people.

A war that concerns the survival of the nation,

You must be careful.

So when reporting to Jinling, he was careful not to explain the combat missions of the Japanese army in Shanghai and the appointment of Hasegawa Kiyoshi.

In addition to worrying about spies and some bastards in the government who have loose mouths than their belts, there are two other reasons to support him in doing so.

First, prevent the intelligence itself from being trapped, and it is easy to expose the eyeliner without changing a word. Second, the concern is that the telegram is intercepted and deciphered by the Japanese.

Needless to say, the first point is.

Using intelligence to identify personnel with different contents is a common method of intelligence agencies in various countries. It is very effective, and the Japanese have no reason not to use it.

The solution is also very simple, that is, only transmit information that can be obtained through normal channels, at least not high-level secrets.
To be continued...