"How are Liu Datong and his gang doing?" Ning Zhiheng then asked.
Wei Liangbi replied, "Liu Datong was transferred to Chongqing as police chief, and he quickly established himself and is doing well now."
When Liu Datong arrived in Chongqing with his men, things didn't go smoothly at first. The local forces didn't take these outsiders seriously. However, with Wei Liangbi, the head of the military intelligence investigation team, backing him up, and with the cooperation of the local garrison, he quickly resolved everything and became a prominent figure in Chongqing.
However, now that various departments of the Nationalist government and high-ranking officials and dignitaries have all moved to Chongqing, his position as police chief has become insignificant again!
"The Central Military Academy has moved to Chongqing. My teacher and his family arrived in Chongqing twenty days ago and are now living in the prepared residence. He is doing well, but he is worried about your safety and has asked me to inquire about you many times."
Ning Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief. His family and teachers were all settled in Chongqing. They were the most important people to him in this world. He had done so much so that they could be safe and sound. Now that everything seemed to be alright, he could finally relax.
“Chongqing’s population is growing rapidly, and land prices have skyrocketed. I’m so glad I listened to you and my teacher back then. I bought several properties, and they’ve all multiplied in value. I’ve brought my parents to Chongqing, so I finally have no worries!” Wei Liangbi continued.
Two years ago, his junior brother predicted the outbreak of the full-scale war between China and Japan and chose Chongqing as everyone's retreat route. Now, the development of the war situation is exactly as he predicted. Chongqing, a border town, has become the provisional capital of the Nationalist government. The influx of a large number of refugees, troops, and government departments has completely changed the city. Now, his family not only has a place to stay, but also, because he made arrangements in Chongqing a year in advance and developed a lot of local influence, he will have a great advantage when the headquarters moves to Chongqing in the future.
Wei Liangbi now admires Ning Zhiheng to the point of prostration. This junior brother is not only a master of both literature and martial arts, but also has an unerring judgment of the overall situation. His insight is terrifyingly accurate!
Ning Zhiheng said slowly, "I wasted too much time in Shanghai. When I arrived in Wuhan, my teacher had already gone to Chongqing. It's just that we missed each other this time, and I don't know when we'll be able to meet again!"
Wei Liangbi smiled and comforted him, "Teacher, you are currently safe and sound in the rear. Once the headquarters moves to Chongqing, you will naturally see what happens!"
Ning Zhiheng smiled wryly and said, "I can't stay here for too long. I can't leave my work in Shanghai. After the founding ceremony of the Military Intelligence Bureau, I will have to prepare to return to Shanghai. The work here will all depend on you, senior brother. As for Chongqing? I don't know when I will be able to go!"
Ning Zhiheng also longed to go to Chongqing to see his family and teachers, but his time was very tight. He couldn't go to Chongqing with the headquarters and had to leave in time.
Wei Liangbi was also aware of this situation. Since Ning Zhiheng joined the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, he had been fighting on the front line with almost no rest. Now he was holding multiple positions and was too busy to handle everything. Wei Liangbi could only shake his head helplessly.
In the days that followed, Ning Zhiheng and Wei Liangbi devoted their energy to the establishment of the Second Operations Division, making it difficult for them to attend to other matters.
In a car on Hubu Street in Wuhan, Miao Yongyi was looking at the flow of people outside the window, holding a photo in his hand. Whenever a similar pedestrian passed by, he would occasionally compare it with the photo, but soon put it down in disappointment.
For the past few days, Miao Yongyi and his five team members have been searching for Miyahara Ryohei in the vicinity, but they have searched all the nearby companies and trading houses without finding anything.
At that moment, the car door opened, and team member Qiu Zishi crawled in.
"How's it going? Still haven't found them?" Miao Yongyi asked.
Qiu Zishi shook his head and replied, "Captain, we've searched all the companies in the east, but we can't find the person in the photo. I think we need to expand our search area, which will make us short-handed. Should we ask the station chief to bring in more people?"
"Absolutely not. The station chief demands that this case be kept strictly confidential, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. We only have so many people, but we have plenty of time. We'll take our time. I refuse to believe we can't find him!"
This was Miao Yongyi's first time leading an investigation, and he was determined to do it perfectly so that no one could point out any mistakes.
Qiu Zishi was one of Miao Yongyi's team members. The two had known each other for quite some time, so he naturally knew what his captain was thinking. Therefore, he did not insist. He looked at the many refugees on the street carrying bundles and dragging their families along, and couldn't help but ask, "Captain, there are more and more refugees in Wuhan now, and the Japanese are getting closer and closer. I heard that they have already occupied the Hukou Fort. Do you think we can stop them this time?"
In recent days, the Japanese offensive has become increasingly fierce, and the National Revolutionary Army has resisted step by step, fighting tenaciously. The battle is intense, and many people in Wuhan are anxiously waiting for news from the front. The Military Intelligence Investigation Department has intelligence departments in the front-line troops, and its information network is very efficient. Qiu Zishi was also able to easily find out some information.
Miao Yongyi was taken aback. He had asked Ning Zhiheng the same questions Qiu Zishi had asked him ten days ago, and Ning Zhiheng's words were still ringing in his ears. He replied in a deep voice, "We have to stop them even if we can't. If we can't stop them in Wuhan, we'll stop them in Changsha. If we can't stop them in Changsha, we'll stop them in Chongqing. We'll eventually stop them. If we don't stop them, we'll be slaves of a conquered nation. We have no choice!"
Qiu Zishi nodded heavily and didn't say anything more. Half an hour later, a car slowly stopped diagonally opposite them.
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