Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 588: Vague Orders

The next morning, Niu Saner returned from Peking, exhausted.

Lin Ze was having breakfast. He asked the kitchen to cook a few eggs and make white porridge with the best Xiaozhan rice. There were five or six kinds of pickled vegetables alone. The Korean people drooled at the sight of them.

Finally, the kitchen brought up a bowl of some tonic soup. What a joke! Master Lin didn't need this stuff at all. But Xiyue was concerned about her master's health and insisted that the kitchen make it.

Lin Ze picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Niu Saner came in with a stack of documents, and Lin Ze greeted him, "You're back so early, have you eaten? Let's eat together."

Niu Saner smiled and said, "I ate it on the train. I ate three Men Ding meat patties in one go. I felt full."

"How is Peking?"

Niu Saner didn't sit down either. While Lin Ze was eating, he stood beside him and reported.

"I've had all the important documents in the bureau mimeographed. This stack is for you to sign or stamp with your personal seal. Generally speaking, there's nothing going on in the bureau. A few days ago, a large area of ​​shacks in the outer area caught fire, and our people helped to put them away."

Fires are most likely to occur in Beijing in winter, especially in shacks built with wood.

It is impossible to rely on the Fire Department. They are only responsible for the few wealthy streets and alleys in the inner and outer cities. If those shacks burn down, they burn down and no one will care.

Lin Ze nodded. It was such a cold day. If even the shacks were burned down, these people might freeze to death in the next few days even if they didn’t die in the fire.

If you can save as many people as you can, then save them. It’s not a question of whether you are a saint or not.

"I'll go to the study later. I'll sign everything. Have you read it?"

"I've read it. It's all something signed by the Front Army and the Military Police Headquarters. It's nothing more than strengthening the collective responsibility system and cracking down on the activities of Red Zone personnel in Beijing."

Lin Ze put down the bowl and asked, "Only the people in the red zone were mentioned?"

Niu Saner nodded, "I was just about to tell you that I didn't mention the Beiping Station. Besides, there is information in the dead mailbox."

Lin Ze wiped his mouth, took the paper, took it to the study, pulled out a book called "Legends of Jianghu" published by Shijie Bookstore, and began to translate it.

The more he translated, the more he frowned.

The message that Lao Ma conveyed was very simple: Jinshui Order, focus on arresting special operations personnel. In addition, a batch of important materials from the Japanese side will soon arrive in Tianjin. This news should be released at an appropriate time, but no rash actions should be taken.

Jinshui is Boss Dai. This guy has many code names and changes one from time to time, but they are all related to water.

Jiang Hanqing and Shen Peilin are just terrible.

This message consists of two orders when viewed separately. One is to require the stations in various northern districts to arrest special operations personnel.

Lin Ze sighed.

As the battle line was consolidated, the south and the west started fighting again.

Not only were there frictions on the secret front, but even organized confrontations between the two sides occurred from time to time.

The second order is more confusing. The information is very vague. It states that important supplies will soon arrive in Tianjin, but it does not mention what supplies they are. It requires the release of information, but does not allow any rash actions.

Friends who are engaged in espionage work all know that when conveying orders on the secret front, the most taboo is ambiguity.

And this is precisely an abnormal and unclear order.

Lin Ze changed his thinking. What if these appear to be two commands, but are actually one?

The arrest of the special operations personnel was linked to the release of news that important supplies were about to arrive in Tianjin...

Isn't this a fishing technique that everyone likes to use?

But the question is, if it is fishing, why is the bait something Japanese...

After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and called Gao Shengping.

For this kind of long-distance call, the waiting time alone is more than ten minutes, and the call has to be transferred from one line to another, and the quality of the call may not be good in the end.

Not to mention now, this problem has not been solved even after decades.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he burned the note, went out and told Niu Saner, "Send a telegram to Beiping, and ask the brothers to pay close attention to the movements on the streets. If there is any abnormality, report it at any time. Pay special attention to whether the front army and the gendarmerie headquarters have any large-scale actions, or have issued any search and arrest orders."

"Yes!"

Niu Saner turned around and went back to work.

Lin Ze habitually prepared for the worst. If the South took measures to break the bottom line in order to combat the growing power in the West, that is, to make some kind of deal with the devils...

Even if this transaction is most likely local, we must guard against the possible dangers it may bring to Lin Ze.

In fact, the existence of such transactions is not uncommon. In Shanghai, the contacts and smuggling between the two sides are almost carried out simultaneously with assassinations and arrests.

Thus, a strange situation was formed, where people were killing each other to death while others were enriching themselves through the trade of materials and intelligence.

As for the fact that this kind of transaction will cause some people to lose their potential value, it is nothing. For Boss Dai or for that system, people are the least valuable.

For example, some medicines in the mountain city have been sold at sky-high prices. As long as you have money, you can always buy them in an endless supply. Where do these medicines come from?

Part of these things were smuggled in transport vehicles on the Yunnan-Burma Road, and the other part could only have come from the occupied areas.

When I returned to the study, the phone was connected.

Lao Gao's voice sounded a little distorted on the phone, but his enthusiasm could still be heard.

"Hey, Shengmin, why did you think of calling me?!"

"Director, I had a dream yesterday that I was drinking and chatting with you, so I called you early in the morning. How are you doing? Are you busy recently?"

"Hey, I am busy. I am always busy drinking tea in the morning, drinking wine at noon, taking a bath in the afternoon, and playing cards in the evening. Shengmin, how are you doing in Tianjin?"

"The director is still cool and cool, I won't mention it. Damn, Tianjin is too complicated! The Liaison Department is easy to deal with, but the key is that this place is simply a nest of spies, what with the Military Control Commission and the Special Operations Department. It's hard to guard against. There's still no clue in the fire case!"

Lao Gao laughed, "Now that you mention it, Beiping is a peaceful world. Even the Military Police Headquarters has no movement. Kitahara-kun is so lucky. When others are the commander-in-chief, they have to deal with cases one after another, but when he is the commander-in-chief, he can actually sit back and relax!"

After hearing what Lao Gao said, Lin Ze basically concluded that Peking had nothing to do with this matter.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Asking Lao Gao is also a double insurance. If there really is such a big thing as a brief cooperation with the Military Control Commission to crack down on the Special Operations Department, even if the old shady Matsuzaki keeps it to himself, I guess Kitahara will secretly contact Lin Ze for advice.

"Okay, Director, I won't disturb you from drinking tea, but we have to make an appointment. You come to Tianjin. I promised Zheng Xiaji that I would find an opportunity to drink together later!"

"Okay, okay. When the weather gets warmer, I'll go eat seafood with you. If you go back to Peking, let me know in advance and I'll treat you to a drink!"