The two exchanged a smile, and Ning Zhiheng said, "In order to make it easier for us to keep in touch in the future, we can have some regular contact so that our meetings don't seem abrupt. During this period, I will go to Nanwu Bookstore to read books every Monday and Friday morning. You know that place. We can have formal contact then."
After its completion, Nanwu Bookstore was put into use very quickly. It has been open for nearly half a year now, but Kuroki Takeichi has not returned to Shanghai. So, Fukui Yuzuru is currently serving as the interim director and is in charge of its operation. Fukui Yuzuru has also specially recalled several former employees of Nanwu Bookstore, and everything is being restored to its former appearance as much as possible.
He Siming still remembered this Nanwu Bookstore. After recalling for a moment, he asked softly, "Is it the bookstore opened by the Japanese on the north bank of the Suzhou Creek? But I passed by there once, and it was completely in ruins. It was destroyed in the Battle of Shanghai."
Ning Zhiheng smiled faintly and said mysteriously, "Now I have rebuilt it again, and it is exactly the same as before. You probably wouldn't believe it, but that's where we first met."
These words startled He Siming. His first meeting with Ning Zhiheng was clearly in the woods of the Pudong battlefield. Ning Zhiheng had beaten him down with a flurry of punches and kicks, a memory he still vividly remembered. But then Ning Zhiheng blurted out his Japanese name and even pointed out that he was Taiwanese. This immediately astonished He Siming, who assumed that the other party knew everything about him. So he simply gave up his will to resist and honestly confessed everything.
"We first met at the South Room Library? I don't remember?" He Siming asked in a low voice.
Ning Zhiheng explained with a smile, "I was reading at Nanwu Bookstore at the time. I saw you being kicked out by the Japanese staff when you were buying books, so I knew you were Taiwanese and that you had a Japanese name. You should be glad. If I hadn't known you were Taiwanese, I wouldn't have spared you when we were in Pudong. You would have been dead long ago."
He Siming suddenly realized that the section chief had met him before in Pudong, which explained why he knew his identity as soon as he spoke.
He chuckled and said, "It seems that this Nanwu Library is indeed destined for us. Well then, it's settled. I'll try my best to meet you at the library on Monday and Friday mornings, which will save a lot of trouble."
Ning Zhiheng did this to prevent himself from meeting He Siming. If they were ever seen together, he would have a reason to explain that they had become friends in the library, which would make it much easier for them to meet in the future.
"Oh, by the way, I have a survey document to give you." He Siming handed Ning Zhiheng a prepared document bag.
"What's this?" Ning Zhiheng took the file bag, opened it, and took out the documents inside.
He Siming said in a low voice, "This is some information I've secretly collected about the Fujiwara family in Japan over this period of time. It will be helpful to your identity."
Ning Zhiheng looked at him and had to admit that He Siming was very smart. He considered many things very carefully and his meticulousness was no less than that of those special agents who had undergone formal training.
Ning Zhiheng picked up the document and quickly glanced through it. In fact, he already knew most of its contents. Given his cautious nature, how could he not have conducted a thorough investigation into Fujiwara Tomohito's identity? He had already gained sufficient knowledge about the Fujiwara family of Japan through various channels.
"Very good, Siming. You now possess the basic qualities of a special agent. You consider things very comprehensively. With more experience, you will definitely become an excellent special agent." Ning Zhiheng patted He Siming on the shoulder and encouraged him gently.
"These materials are important, but don't do this again. If necessary, I will give you instructions." Ning Zhiheng put the materials away and said no more.
"By the way, while I was gone, did anything major happen in the Special Higher Police or the Detective Division?"
"Understood, I will definitely pay attention!" He Siming knew that Ning Zhiheng was not very satisfied with his unauthorized actions, so he quickly nodded and agreed.
He continued, "I was just about to report to you that a month ago, the Special Higher Police established a new Intelligence Group Two. Most of its members are Japanese agents transferred from the North China Special Higher Police Headquarters, and the group leader is named Kitaoka Ryoko."
"Kitaoka Ryoko, is she a woman?" Ning Zhiheng asked doubtfully.
Japanese society has a long history of male dominance and female inferiority, with women holding a very low status in all social classes, especially in the military, where most women were forced into prostitution. Yet this woman named Kitaoka Ryoko managed to rise to the position of intelligence team leader, indicating that she must have exceptional abilities and a powerful background.
He Siming nodded and said, "Yes, it's a woman, and a very beautiful one at that. She's said to be a student of Tsuchihara Keiji, the highest-ranking Special Higher Police officer in China. She's currently in charge of most of the Special Higher Police's intelligence work in Shanghai. She's not only shrewd and capable, but her agents are also excellent and well-trained. Sagawa Taro trusts her a lot. As soon as Kitaoka Ryoko arrived in Shanghai, Sagawa Taro handed over all of Shanghai's intelligence affairs to her. Now, she's also in charge of the Special Investigation Department. She's even transferred a Japanese agent, using the alias Gan Tai, to serve as the deputy director of the Investigation Department. I guess she's trying to keep a firm grip on the Investigation Department."
"Is Gan Tai a Japanese agent?" Ning Zhiheng asked. He knew from Muyu's intelligence that Gan Tai was the newly appointed deputy director of the Detective Department, but he did not expect that this person was actually a Japanese agent in disguise.
He Siming explained, "The real Japanese agent was just pretending to be Chinese for the sake of convenience. This guy started interfering everywhere as soon as he arrived at the investigation department, especially cracking down on smuggling. He was arrogant and domineering, and didn't even respect me. I was afraid he would ruin things, so today I found an excuse and almost killed him. Kitaoka Ryoko was afraid I would really do it, so she told me the truth. But I didn't hold back either. I went to Sagawa Taro and complained about her, so she would restrain herself."
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