Chapter 429: The Loss of Freedom

"Only the two of you know about this plan."

Kenji Doihara handed over the documents in his hand to Kyosa Satoshi and Eiichi Iwai, with a strange smile on his face.

"This is an absolutely 'confidential' document, which can only be seen by the two of you, but you must try every means to reveal to you the two subordinates Masashi Hashimoto and Wei Sifei inadvertently, so that they can know that there is such a 'plan' and find a way to reveal to them some of the contents in "unintentional".

Kagesaki, Iwai Kwan, the Chinese lurkers must be captured. Now the Imperial army is launching the largest attack on the Third War Zone of China. The intelligence forces must cooperate with the army to complete the holy war in China. But since the emergence of that "angel", our intelligence network stationed in the Chinese people has suffered a very heavy blow.

The failure of the plan and the failure of the actions has not only caused us a great loss, but also a severe blow to our morale. I am already working on forming a new intelligence network, which is a huge intelligence network hidden around the top Chinese figures, ubiquitous and can affect the entire battle situation...

So we must first eliminate the enemies around us, and at all costs. I have thought that if we still cannot lead that 'angel' this time, then neither Hashimoto or Wei Sifei can be used anymore. Of course, given their special identities and status, I think I will adopt a more hidden way..."

Kagesasa Shitao and Iwai Eiichi collected the "top secret document". They can now fully understand Kenji Doihara's mood.

Indeed, the intelligence agencies suffered repeated setbacks during this period, and they were all good shows made by the damn "angel". As long as he still exists for one day, it will be a huge threat to the entire empire...

"Chief, I remember before the failure of the 'Operation Muyun', you said that these two people are unlikely to be 'angels', because as the highest spy of the Chinese, he is not so stupid to expose himself through the actions of Hong Kong. So now..." Iwai Hideichi's words were a little confused.

After all, although Hashimoto Ichi is suspicious, this person is his most capable assistant after all. Moreover, the reputation and status of the father-in-law behind him in the imperial army must be too worried. If Hashimoto really has nothing but something, when he meets General Hashimoto, it will be difficult to have the face to face him again.

Kenji Doihira's face was a little gloomy.

"Yes, I once said this, but afterwards I carefully considered why angels are so powerful? He may be a person who is hidden in the empire and holds great power. It is also possible that Hashimoto and Wei Sifei are all 'angels', and 'angels', and there may not be only one person..."

When Kagesasa and Eiichi Iwai left, Kenji Doihara slowly walked into his study room. In his study room, a middle-aged man with a somewhat haggard back was sitting.

"Sir, your plan is really very detailed." When Kenji Doihara saw this person, his expression seemed very respectful and cautious.

"My plan is perfect, the key is to see how you do it." The middle-aged man coughed a few times, picked up the hot tea on the desk and took a sip.

Kenji Doihara smiled slightly.

"Please believe in my ability to do things. With this complete set of plans, even Kagesato and Iwai Hideichi were kept in the dark. I think the Chinese will soon be deceived and will fall into a big trap..."

He looked at the middle-aged man: "Actually, as you said, it doesn't matter to us now who the 'angel' is. Sometimes we don't even need to figure out his identity. The 'angel' is constantly stealing our intelligence, but we can use his hands to do some interesting things, such as now."

"I'm just a little strange." The middle-aged man sniffed under his nose with a cigarette, but did not put it in his mouth.

"I am just a Chinese, but why do you trust us so much? Are you not afraid that everything I do is for my country?"

"You are a Chinese, but you are even more trustworthy than an islander." Kenji Doihara's eyes were very cunning.

"I can think of you as my brain, and you can think of things for me that I can't think of as an insider. Another thing is the most important thing, because you have no freedom, no freedom at all. Your range of activities is limited to this study. There is no telephone or telegram here, and you can't see anyone except me..."

There was nothing in the study except rows of books and pens.

There was a simple bed in the corner of the wall, and a table beside the bed. There were wine and vegetables on the table. I ate a lot of vegetables and didn't touch a single bite of wine, because this person did not smoke, did not drink, and had no hobbies.

This is a study, but more like a prison cell...

This person who lost his freedom could not see any depression at all, but seemed to be very satisfied with everything about it.

"Sometimes it's really weird." Kenji Doihara sat down on the bed: "Your relatives are the biggest enemy of the empire, and you are working for us. Don't you think this is ironic?"

The middle-aged man slowly shook his head and didn't say anything.

Yes, he has a relative and the last one in this world. He really wants to see this relative again, but he knows that he may never have this opportunity.

Because he is a person who loses his freedom and will never be free...

Nimanlisi Restaurant, afternoon.

Wei Sifei took a sip of coffee and frowned when he put it down. To be honest, he really doesn't like the smell of coffee.

It's too bitter, it's like the mood when the task failed some time ago.

He had already vaguely felt that the islanders were guarding themselves. Perhaps because of the failure of the last operation, the islanders began to turn their doubts on themselves.

If it weren't for the fact that I had mastered a large number of grassroots Chinese spies, maybe the islanders would have done it to themselves long ago.

He looked at the time and had not arrived yet. He stood up impatiently. Just as he was about to leave here, a man in a polite and well-made suit sat opposite him.

Wei Sifei sat down again, looking gloomy: "You're late."

"I'm sorry, the island people checked too strictly on the road. Mr. Wei, you have been waiting for a long time." He politely took out a box of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Wei Sifei, and lit it for him.

"My brother Jiang Min, from the Shanghai Working Group of the Military Commission."

Wei Sifei may have known his identity for a long time, and did not show much surprise at the appearance of the Military Control Commission in front of him. He spit out a big smoke ring and said nothing.

Jiang Min smiled: "Mr. Wei, let's talk straight to the point. You arrested Boss Lu of Shanji Jewelry Store the day before yesterday. To be honest, it was our people..."

"I know he is yours, and your 'number 7'." Wei Sifei sneered.

"Mr. Wei has great magical powers and can't hide anything from you." Jiang Min said calmly: "I believe you also know that 'No. 7' is mainly used to spy on the intelligence of the Communist International. It is very important to us, but it actually has little significance to you and the people of the island. If it is convenient, can Mr. Wei let us go?"

Seeing that Wei Sifei didn't answer a word, Jiang Min put the briefcase in front of Wei Sifei.

"Mr. Wei, we never let people do things for us in vain. This is a property we bought for you in Shanghai. It is quite spacious in the British concession. We express our thanks to Mr. Wei."

Wei Sifei's eyes passed by the briefcase.

"The day after I was arrested, 'No. 7' took everything he knew. You should know that some torture instruments in the island country cannot stand even if they are Iron Man, so although you still regard 'No. 7' as a treasure, it has no use value for him.

However, it is unlikely that it will be released. This is the case that Mr. Ying Zuo Zhenzhao personally arrested. Although I can talk to Mr. Ying Zuo Zhenzhao, it is too difficult to release a military commander. Besides, the islanders are undergoing major internal rectification, unless you can have other exchange conditions..."

He glanced at Jiang Min, slowly picked up the coffee cup and said.

"You must understand what I mean. The most valuable thing like us is intelligence."

Jiang Min hesitated there for a while.

"I understand Mr. Wei's words, but we have lost a 'Number 7'. It seems unlikely to hand over another person with the same weight as 'Number 7'. However, we have no scruples for our competitors. I can provide you with something that interests you."

Wei Sifei was so energetic that he was much more excited, and Jiang Min smiled slightly.

"I know you have always had some conflicts with the man named Hashimoto Masaru. He has a secretary, Tang Yuanming. You must know this person. As far as we know, this person seems to have some unusual behavior. He often eats in a Western restaurant in the British Concession. If you can talk to Tang Yuanming through certain methods, I think I will gain something..."

Wei Sifei's smile became even stronger. He stirred it in a coffee cup with a small spoon.

"This is our first cooperation. Everyone is making a living, and they are just their own masters. There is nothing to do with us in politics. So I hope that everyone can continue to cooperate for a long time and we can get what they want..."

He stood up as he said that, but did not touch the briefcase.
Chapter completed!