Upon hearing Wu Ziang's words, Iwai no Nakasa was overjoyed. This man had indeed been hiding something. He grabbed Wu Ziang by the collar and dragged him up.
He demanded sternly, "Speak! Tell me in detail!"
Wu Ziang swallowed hard and said weakly, "When that person came to me to be a ghostwriter, I really didn't know him. He just said his surname was Li. We had only met a few times. Every time he came to me, he would tell me what he needed to write, and then give me some money so that I could contact a few other ghostwriters."
"You really don't recognize him?" A fierce glint flashed in Iwai Nosuke's eyes.
Wu Ziang quickly added, "I know him, I know him. We haven't seen each other since Fu Yaozu died, until about six months ago when I ran into him by chance."
"Where is it?" Iwai no Nakajiro demanded sharply.
“I was at the Donggongmen Grand Ballroom on Xiafei Road with some friends when I saw him again by chance. I was curious, so I asked around and found out that he was Rong Hao, the owner of the Donggongmen Grand Ballroom.”
"Rong Hao? The owner of the Donggongmen Grand Ballroom?" Iwai Nosuke confirmed.
Wu Ziang confirmed with utmost certainty, "Yes, it really is him. You can believe me, I've met him several times, I would never mistake him for someone else!"
“Very good. What else do you know?” A smile appeared in Iwai Nosuke’s eyes as he asked again.
“I really don’t know anything else. I know these people are not ordinary people. Fu Yaozu and those Japanese died at their hands. They must be someone not to be trifled with. I don’t dare to have much contact with them, for fear that they will recognize me. Since then, I have never been to the Donggongmen Ballroom again.”
"Great, that's wonderful! I've finally found it!" Iwai Nosuke said excitedly, overjoyed.
All that work over the years has paid off. As long as we find the trail of this special agent team, we can follow the clues and, just like when we captured Cui Guangqi last time, deliver another heavy blow to the Chinese special agents. If we succeed, Team Leader Beigang will definitely reward me handsomely. This is a golden opportunity!
The following evening, the brightly lit and bustling Avenue Joffre was teeming with people and cars, marking the beginning of the nightlife for Shanghai's wealthy.
The Donggongmen Grand Ballroom is located on this bustling street. Not far from the entrance, in a black sedan, Iwai no Nakajima and Wu Ziang sat side by side in the back seat, quietly waiting.
At this moment, an agent opened the car door, sat in the seat next to the driver, and whispered to Iwai nosuke, "We investigated and found that this place used to be a hotel. After the Battle of Shanghai, it was taken over and converted into the Donggongmen Grand Ballroom. It is very luxuriously decorated and has a thriving business. It is the best ballroom in the area. The owner of the ballroom is Rong Hao. He has a lot of background and influence in the area. He comes here every night at nine o'clock. We will be able to confirm his identity soon."
Iwai nosuke nodded, then turned to look at Wu Ziang beside him. Wu Ziang immediately looked nervous, his lips trembling, unsure of what to say.
Iwai Nosuke smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, you only need to confirm for us one more time, and I will let you go back. This is your last chance. Don't let me down!"
"Definitely, definitely!" Wu Zi'ang nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Around nine o'clock, a black sedan stopped in front of the Donggongmen Ballroom. Two bodyguards got out of the car, opened the back door, and escorted a young man in a brown suit out.
The young man glanced around, whispered a few instructions to his bodyguard, and then stepped into the East Palace Gate Ballroom.
"Is it really him?" Iwai asked.
“It’s him, there’s no mistake!” Wu Zi’ang replied hastily.
“Very good, now you can leave in peace,” Iwai Nosuke said calmly.
Before Wu Ziang could react, Iwai no Naoki suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands and twisted it backward. Wu Ziang only had time to let out a muffled groan before losing consciousness. Iwai no Naoki released his grip, and Wu Ziang's head slumped down limply.
"Dispose of these four bodies cleanly!" Iwai Nosuke ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes, sir!" The agent nodded in acceptance.
Two days later, in the office of the Tan Mansion, Huo Yueze was reporting the situation to Ning Zhiheng.
"Chief, this is the information we just received. The cargo ship carrying Japanese banknotes and printing presses is about to arrive at the port. This time, in order to avoid suspicion, they are using the Yoshino Maru cargo ship to transport them to Shanghai. Based on the distance, the time will be around the 27th or 28th, which is the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"Is it news from the Americans?" Ning Zhiheng asked.
"No, we got the information from the Germans. They have moles in the Japanese Navy. Four days ago, the Japanese Navy's intelligence department took over this batch of legal tender. To cover their tracks, they were transferred to the ordinary cargo ship Yoshino Maru. The arrival time is just a rough estimate, and there is always the possibility of unforeseen circumstances!" Huo Yueze replied.
Ning Zhiheng pondered for a moment before speaking, "The Japanese have established two military docks on the north bank of the Huangpu River. The Yoshino Maru will definitely dock at one of these two docks. I will arrange for people to keep an eye on these two locations and see who picks up the goods. Then we'll know which department has landed this mission. However, I suspect it's most likely to fall into the hands of the Special Higher Police. The intelligence department of the Japanese military has been focused on the front lines in Central China recently, and the Special Higher Police has plenty of manpower. They recently transferred quite a few agents from their North China headquarters..."
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