Ning Zhiheng is meticulous and would never make such a basic mistake. He Siming, as the only intelligence agent to infiltrate the Japanese Special Higher Police, is one of Ning Zhiheng's most important trump cards. How could he possibly disregard the danger to He Siming?
Furthermore, there was another point, which was Ning Zhiheng's own selfish motive. If he sent the intelligence to the Wuhan headquarters now, even if the headquarters successfully cracked the case and captured the five spies, he would not gain any credit while he was far away in Shanghai. It would not benefit him at all, but would expose his trump card to the Japanese. Weighing the pros and cons, how could Ning Zhiheng do such a losing deal?
Furthermore, these five intelligence agents who were lurking in Wuhan have just been placed back and will certainly need a period of incubation. For the time being, they pose no threat to the Chinese government. To search for and arrest them in such a high-profile manner now would only make matters worse!
"Don't worry! Your safety is always my top priority. I won't consider any actions that threaten you. You should trust me on that point!" Ning Zhiheng said with a faint smile.
"I will try to postpone the investigation and arrest of these informants as much as possible, and at the same time find their weaknesses from other aspects. Even if they are arrested, it will not affect the safety of you and your teacher Akita Akihito!"
He Siming breathed a sigh of relief, all his doubts vanished. For some reason, ever since their first meeting, he had been very convinced of Ning Zhiheng's abilities.
He Siming said somewhat embarrassedly, "Are you making fun of me? Do you think I'm a little afraid of death?"
Ning Zhiheng laughed heartily upon hearing this, then said seriously, "On the contrary! I'm very pleased with what you've done! An excellent agent carefully considers the consequences of any action. Remember, recklessness is not bravery, and caution is not cowardice! Only in this way can you better protect yourself and play a greater role within the enemy's ranks! Do you understand?"
"Understood!" He Siming nodded in agreement.
"Is there anything else you need to report?" Ning Zhiheng then asked.
He Siming thought for a moment and said again, "There are two more things. First, according to my teacher, his superior, the intelligence team leader Imai Yuji, is about to return to the Special Higher Police. He was seriously injured in an operation and returned to Japan to recuperate. He has now recovered and is on his way back. According to some of the older members of the Special Higher Police, he is a cunning and shrewd man who is difficult to deal with. I wonder if this will affect our work!"
Yuji Imai? Ning Zhiheng recognized him. He was a capable assistant to Taro Sagawa, and the Japanese spy team that Ning Zhiheng arrested in Nanjing was under his command.
Even some of the independent pawns, such as Geng Boming, the assistant manager of Yong'an Bank, and Takano Ryota and Kawada Misa, who were later arrested, were all set up by Imai Yuji himself.
Therefore, this veteran agent, who directly participated in and controlled all of Japan's underground intelligence organizations in Nanjing, was undoubtedly the head of intelligence.
Later, because Ning Zhiheng drew his portrait, he was recognized by the Shanghai intelligence station and ambushed and arrested. He was seriously injured but managed to escape. Unexpectedly, this old rival has now returned to the Special Higher Police. What kind of impact will this have on the future intelligence situation?
"This situation is very important! Imai Yuji is also an old rival of mine. It seems that we will be going to be rivals again in the future!" Ning Zhiheng said calmly. He was not afraid of any challenge. He always had enough psychological advantage over the Japanese. He had countless Japanese intelligence agents, traitors and spies in his hands. None of them could escape his grasp!
"The second thing is that Japanese agent Iwai nosuke, whom I mentioned before. He still hasn't given up on the previous entrapment plan. He has been setting traps and waiting for the intelligence station's agents to appear. A while ago, it was near Minsheng Avenue, and now it's in the North Third Street area. I don't know if this will pose a threat to the intelligence station?" He Siming reminded him again.
He still felt he had to be careful of Iwai nosuke, this cunning opponent. His intuition told him that Iwai nosuke posed a great threat, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, watching its prey. If he wasn't careful, Iwai nosuke would become a problem sooner or later.
Ning Zhiheng shook his head helplessly. He decided to explain the situation of the Shanghai intelligence station to He Siming so that he would not make a misjudgment in future operations and get into trouble.
After his explanation, He Siming finally understood that the Shanghai military intelligence station had been split into two intelligence stations for various reasons.
Ning Zhiheng continued, "Actually, within the Military Intelligence Bureau, the intelligence station led by Zheng Hongbo mainly focuses on assassinations and murders. The assassination cases that occurred in the Japanese-occupied areas were all carried out by them. For various reasons, the intelligence station I lead has no contact with them. In particular, Zheng Hongbo is very suspicious of me. Even if I warn them, they will only think that I am trying to interfere with their intelligence work and will not pay attention to me."
He Siming couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The Japanese have already occupied our territory and are at the gates of our city. Haven't we Chinese shed enough blood? Why are we still wary of each other and scheming against one another? Can't we stand together through thick and thin and unite to resist the enemy?"
He was still a naive and passionate young man, and he was very confused and indignant about the dark side of some of the things he came into contact with and learned about.
Ning Zhiheng was also quite helpless. The Wuhan government was riddled with factions and internal strife, a fact that had been difficult to resolve for a long time. Even he himself was just a small pawn among them, completely powerless to control his own destiny. If he did not protect himself, it would be difficult to survive in the factional struggles.
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