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

Chapter 261 How to Make the Japanese Believe

In an inconspicuous teahouse in the French Concession in Shanghai.

Hu Yunqing sipped the cheap tea in the cup, but his brows were furrowed.

There was a sound of footsteps...

"Comrade Yunqing, I'm sorry I'm late." Pan Hannian sat down opposite Hu Yunqing, took off the scarf around his neck, looked at Hu Yunqing and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Hu Yunqing picked up the hot water beside him and poured a cup of tea for Pan Hannian, saying, "The Military Control Commission has sent us a new piece of information."

"They thought the previous plan had too many loopholes and was prone to errors."

"Now, they have proposed a new plan and asked us to make a choice."

"I can't make up my mind for a moment."

As he spoke, Hu Yunqing handed the note to Pan Hannian.

Taking the note from Hu Yunqing's hand, Pan Hannian read it carefully.

After a while, he burned the note with a match and threw it into the trash can. He looked at Hu Yunqing and said, "Comrade Yunqing, do you think their new plan is feasible?"

Hu Yunqing sighed and said, "To be honest, I think what they said makes sense."

"The plan we designed previously seemed to have too many links. If we don't handle it well, any mistake in any link will lead to mission failure."

"Old Yu's life cannot be wasted. I cannot let him down."

"But I'm not sure now where they get the confidence to make the Japanese believe what they say."

Pan Hannian pondered and said, "You mean to let the organization talk to the Military Control Commission and find out the bottom line of the other party?"

Hu Yunqing frowned and said, "I don't think it's useful. They will definitely not tell us the truth."

“Otherwise, the choice would not be given to us.”

"It's like buying something. He puts the item in front of you and lets you choose. Whether it's good or bad is up to you."

"If it was him who suggested which plan to use, we could still ask, but he asked us to choose, which obviously meant he didn't want to tell us his cards."

Pan Hannian looked at Ji Yunqing and said, "Comrade Yunqing, I still suggest that if you are not sure that you can fully control the outcome of the first plan."

"Why don't we trust the Military Control Commission for once?"

"We can change our perspective. The plan proposed by the Military Control Commission must have been discussed and dialectically verified by them."

"The Golden Lily Project is related to Changsha and the life and death of China. They dare not gamble with it."

"If you think the plan they proposed is feasible, then you might as well do it according to their wishes."

Ji Yunqing pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

"Well, I also want to know what methods the Military Intelligence Bureau will use to make the Japanese believe in their plan."

Shancheng, Hunan Guild Hall, Military Control Commission Office.

After Boss Dai received the information sent back by the Shanghai Red Party’s underground communication station, he immediately called Zheng Jiemin back.

"Yaoquan, the Red Party has decided to follow the God of Wealth's suggestion and implement the second plan."

"Now, you can tell me about the God of Wealth's plan."

"Yes, Chief." Zheng Jiemin cleared his throat and explained the telegram sent by Song Jiayu to Boss Dai.

Boss Dai's expression gradually changed from cautious to surprised.

"Haha, this God of Wealth has a different brain than others. He can even come up with such a solution."

"Indeed, his method is much more reliable than the proposals of those people in the Red Party."

"Then do as he wishes. As for the person pretending to be Deputy Minister Guo, I think we can do without him."

"Is Gao Minghui in Jinling?"

Zheng Jiemin was slightly stunned, then reacted instantly.

"Yes, he is at Jinling Station now. The director wants Gao Minghui to pretend to be Mr. Song again."

The Gao Minghui mentioned by Boss Dai was one of the instructors of the first and second action teams of the Fuxing Society.

Chen Yang didn't know him. Chen Yang was in the third term, and the instructor of the action team had been replaced by Luo Baichuan.

Gao Minghui's physique and facial features are very similar to those of former Finance Minister Mr. Song.

Whenever Mr. Song held an important government position and traveled to dangerous areas, he would serve as Mr. Song's stand-in.

Now Mr. Song has retreated to the second line of the mountain city, and Gao Minghui has also been sent to Jinling Station to take up a new position.

"Deputy Minister Guo's status is not high enough. If it is Mr. Song who takes action, the Japanese will have no choice but to believe it."

"After all, the Song family definitely has the strength and status to have an equal dialogue with Blair."

"Send a telegram to Wan Tianmu at the Jinling Station and ask him to lead his men into the Shanghai market as soon as possible to hide."

"Then, notify the Red Party leaders in Shanghai and proceed according to the predetermined plan."

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Zheng Jiemin nodded and hurried out of the office.

Shanghai Stock Exchange, Chinese Expeditionary Force Special Operations Division Office.

Mr. Zhongxi stood in front of the office window, looking into the distance with some worry.

The postman has already conveyed the news of going online to Lingze to him.

Lingze asked him to enter silent state again and ignore all messages.

It was this news from Lingze that made Zhong Xigong keenly aware that he might be suspected.

He himself was an intelligence officer, so he knew that his performance was a bit radical in order to help complete the Golden Lily Project.

However, he had no choice, because once the "Ren Plan" was launched, Xue Boling would not be able to stop Gangcun's 11th Army without completing the defense line.

If the battle could be delayed for two or three months, the heavy artillery brigade of the 6th Division would have to follow orders and move north.

This way they will face less pressure, and the country may still be saved.

As for the issue of his exposure, he didn't think too much about it. Even if he knew about it, what would it matter?

The headquarters will not choose to execute him, most of the time they will transfer him back to the homeland and put him in idleness.

If he was unlucky, he would just be imprisoned for a few years. Compared with the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, he thought that was nothing.

"Mr. Nakanishi, what are you thinking about?" Colonel Mitsuhiro Abe, Deputy Chief of Staff, walked into the office and greeted Mr. Nakanishi.

"Mr. Abe, how come you have time to come to me? Do you have something to report to Lord Nishio?" Lord Nakanishi turned around and greeted him enthusiastically.

"I encountered an interesting thing." Abe Mitsuhiro smiled and took out an invitation from his arms.

"The Shanghai Labor Union is going to hold a charity dinner to thank the Chinese people who donated supplies to the Huayuankou disaster area some time ago."

"They actually sent the invitation to the Chinese Expeditionary Force Headquarters."

"I really don't understand what these Chinese people are thinking?"

"Oh, this is interesting." Zhong Xigong took the invitation and casually put it aside and said, "The purpose of their inviting us is nothing more than to ask us to donate money."

"I can't think of any other reason than this."

"Don't pay attention, Abe-kun."

Abe Mitsuhiro nodded slightly, obviously he also agreed with Nakanishi's judgment.

"By the way, Nakanishi-kun, I want to know if the Special Agents Division has received any news recently?"

"Major General Binnie of the Third Reich Intelligence Department went secretly to the Soviet Union with the instructions of the Fuhrer."