Under the protection of numerous bodyguards, Ning Zhiheng quickly returned to his home. Yi Hua'an had deployed a large number of guards in the villa, fearing that someone might assassinate the chairman again.
After making the arrangements, he returned to Ning Zhiheng's study and asked softly, "President, how could such a thing happen? Who would attempt to assassinate you?"
Ning Zhiheng had already taken off his blood-stained coat and tidied himself up briefly. The servants wanted to help him rest, but he turned them away.
He waited in the study for Yi Hua'an to come up so that he could arrange the next steps of the work.
Hearing Yi Hua'an's question, he immediately said in an annoyed tone, "Who would assassinate me? It's those idiots at the Shanghai station. They're utterly reckless and stupid. No, they're not stupid. At least they know how to use a diversionary tactic."
Seeing Yi Hua'an's bewildered expression, Ning Zhiheng had no choice but to explain: "The Shanghai station mobilized a large number of people tonight to launch an attack on the Special Higher Police's printing base. Before the attack, they also selected several targets for assassination, trying to attract the Japanese attention and lure them away from the mountain. But coincidentally, they chose me too!"
Duan Tiecheng had a good plan. This attack almost cost me my life, but unfortunately, I ran into the old fox, Taro Sagawa, who was completely unmoved and had laid a trap. As a result, the more than 100 people who attacked the printing base were all wiped out, and the people who carried out the assassination operation were also unable to retreat to the concession in time. A team of them was also killed on the Suzhou River. The losses were too heavy.
Therefore, there are still some people who haven't escaped the Suzhou Creek and are currently trapped in downtown Shanghai.
At this point, Ning Zhiheng slammed his fist on the table. Watching so many anti-Japanese soldiers die at the hands of the enemy filled him with grief and indignation; it was nothing short of a disaster.
Yi Hua'an was shocked to hear this. Ning Zhiheng had not revealed the details to him before. After all, this was the nature of the work of the intelligence department. Many pieces of information only needed to be known by the person in charge of the project. It was not appropriate to reveal them to irrelevant people. Even to the people he trusted most, Ning Zhiheng could not possibly pass on every piece of information to everyone, as this would not be conducive to secrecy.
Ning Zhiheng now needs Yi Huaan to take over and clean up the mess, which is why he told him some necessary information.
Yi Hua'an understood Ning Zhiheng's meaning; it seemed he was about to be assigned a task. He quickly said, "I didn't expect the Shanghai station to make such a big fuss and still mess it up. What should we do next? Should we report the situation to headquarters?"
"Of course it must be reported!" Ning Zhiheng slammed his fist on the table and cursed fiercely, "An incompetent general can cause the deaths of thousands of soldiers. This time the losses were so heavy that Duan Tiecheng and Wang Hanmin are to blame and deserve to die a hundred times over!"
This time, I will personally request the Director to severely punish these two individuals. However, the most important thing right now is to rescue the people trapped in downtown Shanghai as soon as possible.
Yi Hua'an asked hesitantly, "President, if we get involved in the rescue, we'll inevitably have to deal with these people. Your principle has always been to avoid any contact with them!"
Ning Zhiheng sighed and explained, "Times have changed. This time we must save them, even if it comes at a price, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"
He paced back and forth in the room a few times, sorted out his thoughts, and spoke again: "This time, the Shanghai station has taken such a major action. As the executors, Duan Tiecheng and Wang Hanlin must have been directing the operation on-site. Therefore, they must have been in downtown Shanghai when the operation was launched."
As for where they are now? The best outcome would be that they died in the battle to attack the printing base, or on the Suzhou River. That way, we can all rest easy.
But what I fear most is that they are still alive, still among those trapped.
As the station chief of Shanghai Station, Wang Hanmin had access to all information about the station, including personnel lists, hidden identities, industrial distribution, and even several spies specially assigned to him by headquarters. He also knew the communication methods and radio codes of the two National Salvation Army units under his command.
Duan Tiecheng's identity is even more important; he is the deputy director of the First Intelligence Division of the headquarters, and he has access to countless highly classified information.
If these two individuals were to fall into enemy hands, the losses would be catastrophic, and the entire Military Intelligence Bureau's intelligence network in Central China would suffer a devastating blow.
Another point is that both of these people have seen me before, and if they defect to the enemy, they will pose a deadly threat to me.
Therefore, we must not let them fall into enemy hands under any circumstances, and we must rescue them no matter the cost.
At this point, a fierce glint flashed in Ning Zhiheng's eyes: "If we can't rescue them, we must eliminate them to prevent future troubles!"
Yi Hua'an became increasingly alarmed as he listened. He had greatly underestimated the seriousness of the situation. It seemed that this crisis was a matter of life and death, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake.
According to the section chief, Duan Tiecheng and Wang Hanmin posed a great danger to the intelligence section. The section chief was the core of the Shanghai intelligence section, and if his identity was exposed, the entire intelligence section would be destroyed.
Yi Hua'an grew increasingly frightened and urgently asked, "We absolutely cannot let the Japanese find them. What should we do now?"
Ning Zhiheng remained silent for a moment, carefully considering all the possibilities. He knew that this matter was far too serious. This would be the biggest crisis he had encountered since he began his undercover work in Shanghai. If he handled it improperly, even the slightest mistake would have unimaginable consequences.
He said in a deep voice, "Of course, we need to find them first. According to our surveillance of the Shanghai intelligence station, since its establishment, their main area of activity has been the French Concession, and they have never established a reliable contact point in the urban area of Shanghai."
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