Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 591 I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is

May 25, 1930.

The train from Hankou to Shanghai stops at Shanghai South Station on time.

People of all kinds got off the train, rushing towards the exit with large and small bags of luggage.

But the strangest thing was that a group of soldiers in military uniforms did the exact opposite of them and walked towards the crowd.

These people's uniforms were neither from the Shanghai Military Police Command nor from the Shanghai Expeditionary Force.

The four characters "Save the Nation through Peace" were clearly written on their armbands.

This group of people was previously called the Imperial Army, and now they have their own number.

Shanghai Peace and National Salvation Army.

A group of people arrived at the last carriage of the train and quickly lined up in two rows. The door of the carriage slowly opened only after the crowd getting off the train gradually walked away.

Several men in suits surrounded one of the men and slowly got out of the car.

"Brother Xiaoquan, long time no see." Seeing the middle-aged man in the crowd, Wan Tianmu, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him with a smile.

Lin Zhuo saw the appearance of the person coming and a smile also appeared on his face: "Brother Wan, it's been a long time since we last met."

Lin Zhuo was the deputy director of the Second Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau and was also a senior leader within the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Wan Tianmu was a veteran of the Military Control Commission, and the two had dealt with each other before.

However, now that they are in a different place, they can actually meet their former colleagues, and the two can't help but feel a little complicated.

"Brother Xiaoquan, Minister Chen learned that you were going to Shanghai today and arranged a battalion of soldiers to provide you with personal protection."

Wan Tianmu said with some envy: "When I came here, Minister Chen didn't pay so much attention to me."

"It seems like Brother Xiaoquan will be very successful soon."

“Don’t forget to support your old friends in the future.”

A hint of excitement flashed in Lin Zhuo's eyes.

The reason why they defected from the Military Control Commission to the Japanese was simply for money and power. Being appreciated by Minister Chen now does not mean that they will make a fortune in the future.

"Brother Wan, what are you talking about? I'm new here and I don't know what the rules are. If I do anything wrong, please remind me in time."

"If I can achieve something in the future, I will definitely not forget the support of Brother Wan."

Wan Tianmu laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Brother Xiaoquan is still as low-key as ever. Don't worry, once you arrive in Shanghai, you will be in your own territory."

"Come on, I'll take you to meet Director Ding and Director Li."

Lin Zhuo nodded repeatedly, and the two of them walked out of the platform under the escort of soldiers from the first battalion.

Shanghai, Consulate.

Lee Hyun-sook rarely gets upset.

But this time, Lin Zhuo's arrival somehow made her feel bad.

According to the original plan, the Military Control Commission would formulate a detailed assassination plan, and then she could take advantage of the situation to capture the action team of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai station in one fell swoop.

With Red Crab as an insider, the Shanghai Military Control Station without the action team was like a crab without claws, and could be completely eradicated with almost no effort.

But now, she suddenly felt that everything was going wrong.

The Military Control Commission helped the Red Party kill the traitor Xiao Ping for no reason. This inexplicable action was completely inconsistent with the other party's logic.

Because whether it was the feedback from the mountain city or from intelligence agencies at all levels, the Red Party and the National Government were in a state of mutual distrust.

Under this premise, the Military Control Commission cooperated with the Red Party? This seems very strange.

Knock knock knock. There was a knock on the door and Hisao Matsushima walked into the office.

Before he could speak, Li Xianshu asked in a deep voice, "Did the Military Control Commission not take any action today?"

Matsushima Hisao nodded and said, "Red Crab sent back information that the Military Control Commission did not design an assassination plan, but only ordered everyone to remain on high alert."

"Madam, do you think it is because Minister Chen temporarily arranged a battalion of soldiers from the Peace and National Salvation Army to escort them along the way, so that the Military Control Commission could not find a chance to attack?"

Li Xianshu shook her head and said, "It should have nothing to do with Chen Yang's decision."

"The Military Control Commission's reaction this time was so strange. I always felt like someone was one step ahead of me."

“It’s like our plans are always following each other’s.”

"Madam, do you mean that our actions have been exposed? That's impossible. If the Military Control Commission knew about the existence of Red Crab, Red Crab would have died long ago." Matsushima Hisao seemed a little confused, and Li Xianshu said lightly: "That's not the case."

"I feel like I am being led by the nose by the other party, and the initiative seems to be completely in their hands."

Matsushima Hisao said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, Madam, I suggest we close the net early. With Red Crab as an insider, we can at least eliminate some of the Military Control Forces."

Li Xianshu waved her hand and said, "Matsushima-kun, let's not rush at this time."

"In Chinese military books, it is not only about striking first, but also about striking later, which can kill someone."

"Since Red Crab said that the top military officials have issued a kill order, they will definitely find a way to kill Lin Zhuo."

"You should keep in touch with Red Crab at all times. As long as the Military Control Commission has not given up the mission of assassinating Lin Zhuo, we still have a chance to uncover the entire clue."

"By the way, Chen Yang has been doing something recently, and several officials from the logistics department have secretly come to Shanghai."

Matsushima Hisao looked a little hesitant, and after a while he slowly said: "According to the information sent back by Sable, it seems that Yamamoto-kun has had a conflict with the logistics department."

Li Xianshu's face darkened: "Yamamoto-kun is in conflict with the logistics department. Why? He wants to build a material network. How can he do it without the help of the logistics department?"

"Also, he has already lost the transportation network. How can he afford to challenge the people in the logistics department now?"

"He seems to have a detailed account of those people." Matsushima Hisao said in a deep voice: "We don't know how many people are involved in his detailed account for the time being."

"However, judging from Mr. Sato's reaction, Mr. Yamamoto should have something on him."

Li Xianshu was surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"

Matsushima Hisao said calmly, "Mr. Yamamoto wants to buy sixty boxes of penicillin from the logistics department for two million yen."

"What?" Li Xianshu's face changed: "What a mess. How did Yamamoto Yoshi educate his children? How could he dare to do anything?"

"Penicillin is a key material. If something goes wrong, not to mention Yamamoto Yoshisaburo, even the president cannot bear the responsibility."

"Is he crazy about money?"

Matsushima Hisao did not dare to respond for a moment. Yamamoto Kichisaburo was a director of the Black Dragon Society. Due to his noble status, he always acted in a domineering manner.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that they were now in China, not Japan.

If you still use the same old way of doing things here, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later.

"Did Lord Sato agree to Yamamoto-kun's request?"

Matsushima Hisao was silent for a long time, but finally nodded.

Li Xianshu's eyebrows suddenly tightened, "Oh no, something might happen to Yamamoto Yoshisaburo."