"Section Chief, what are Ono and Abe doing here?"
In response to He Siming's question, Taro Sagawa smiled and shook his head, saying, "I don't know the specifics either. I just received a telegram from the Tokyo Special Higher Police, requesting that we assist them in completing a mission!"
"What mission?"
"They didn't say it explicitly, but the telegram mentioned something about a case involving domestic communists. It said they wanted to arrest a communist and bring him back to Tokyo, but that's not really our business. I've already contacted Mr. Imai in Nanjing, and he'll be cooperating. Tomorrow, you'll take an action team and escort Mr. Ono and the others to the Special Higher Police in Nanjing."
Nanjing? They need to go to Nanjing to arrest domestic communists?
He Siming found this strange, and he never went on field missions. These kinds of operations should be handled by intelligence or action teams, not by him.
Sagawa Taro clearly saw what He Siming was thinking and said with a smile, "Don't overthink it. The main thing is that there's another task for you to handle. Imai-kun asked us to go to the Special Agent Headquarters to pick up a prisoner and escort him to Nanjing. He specifically asked you to escort him. He only said that he hadn't seen you in a long time and wanted to catch up with you. I guess he needs your help with something, but he doesn't want to say it outright, so I didn't ask any more questions. Go to the Special Agent Headquarters tomorrow morning to pick up the prisoner, and then escort Ono-kun to Nanjing as well. I don't have anything to do here, so you can stay for a few more days and relax. There's no need to rush back."
He Siming was even more confused. Imai Yuji was his former superior, and they had always had a good relationship, of course, this was also because of the Otani family behind him. What was the matter this time?
However, since Sagawa Taro had assigned the task, he would carry it out himself. He also took the opportunity to go to Nanjing to meet with the director and report on the recent situation.
Early the next morning, He Siming arrived at the Special Agent Headquarters with a team of his men. He was greeted by Luo Xingchao, who was currently in charge of the organization's work.
The two had met before, but during their time in the Detective Division, Takeshita Shin was a high-ranking liaison officer, while Luo Xingchao was just an insignificant ordinary agent, so they had never had any contact.
Later, when he arrived at the Special Agent Headquarters, Takeshita Shinya did not have much contact with the Special Agent Headquarters. Moreover, each time it was Ding Mo or Li Zhiqun who came forward. The two had never directly interacted. So this time, it was the first time that the two of them had handed over their duties.
He Siming handed an official letter to Luo Xingchao and said in a friendly manner, "Director Luo, I apologize for disturbing you. I am here on orders to pick up people. Please take good care of me!"
Luo Xingchao looked at the young man in front of him. He had long heard about Takeshita Shinya's background. He was backed by the Otani family, a top Japanese conglomerate, and was a very influential figure in Shanghai's intelligence circles.
He quickly took the official letter and replied respectfully, "Mr. Takeshita, I have received the director's telegram ordering me to transfer the prisoner Zheng Jiayuan, oh, that is, Luo Jiana, to your department. However, he was tortured too severely before, and we have been treating him recently, which has made it somewhat inconvenient for us to move around..."
He Siming raised his hand to interrupt him: "We understand the situation, but Section Chief Sagawa's order is to send the prisoner to Nanjing immediately. I have brought a stretcher, let's go get him now!"
Luo Xingchao nodded and said, "Alright, please follow me!"
The group arrived at the dormitory area in the backyard of the Special Agent Headquarters. They entered a separate courtyard, and the guards opened the gate. He Siming followed Luo Xingchao into the room, where they met the prisoner Zheng Jiayuan.
To He Siming's surprise, the house was in a good condition. It was clean and tidy. Although Zheng Jiayuan's injuries were serious, he seemed to be in good spirits. Judging from the bandages on his body, the personnel from the Special Agent Headquarters had indeed given him thorough treatment. In short, his condition was much better than He Siming had imagined.
He turned to look at Luo Xingchao, who quickly explained, "This man is a serious criminal. The director specifically instructed me to handle this before he went to Nanjing. He almost died several times. I was afraid that if something happened to him, I wouldn't be able to explain it to the director. So after the interrogation, I gave him proper treatment, and his condition is currently stable."
He Siming said with a smile, "Director Luo, with you in charge of the work in Shanghai, Director Li has no worries. You've really put your heart into it!"
Luo Xingchao repeatedly said he dared not, and He Siming ordered his men to carry Zheng Jiayuan onto a stretcher, leave the courtyard and room, and go out the gate.
At this moment, He Siming noticed a courtyard to the side with an iron gate. A middle-aged man was leaning on the iron gate, curiously watching them. The man's face was pale, and his clothes were stained, clearly having not been changed for many days. It was obvious at a glance that he was also a prisoner held by the Special Agent Headquarters, but he was not imprisoned in the main jail, which must mean he had some special status.
At this moment, several shouts suddenly came from the courtyard. Two secret agents appeared, stepped forward, pulled the middle-aged man back, and, seeing Luo Xingchao outside, quickly nodded and greeted him before taking him back inside.
He Siming asked, feigning curiosity, "Who is this person?"
Luo Xingchao explained with a smile, "These are the criminals that Director Li arrested before he went to Nanjing. I don't know exactly who they are. Mr. Takeshita, this way please!"
Seeing that Luo Xingchao didn't want to say more, He Siming didn't ask any further questions. He keenly sensed that the situation of this imprisoned middle-aged man was somewhat special. He secretly noted this matter down, so that he could report it to the director when he went to Nanjing.
He knew that the Shanghai intelligence department had spies planted in the intelligence headquarters, and with some effort, he could find out the situation.
Luo Xingchao escorted He Siming and his group all the way to the gate before turning back to his office.
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