Yu Cheng took the materials, turned around and led his men away quickly. Ning Zhiheng then called Chen Xing over and instructed him, "This Wei San is an important suspect that our Military Intelligence Bureau is looking for. He is a driver for your car dealership, and many people in your dealership must know him. Moreover, he has been active in this area for the past six months, so your drivers must have an impression of his movements. What you need to do now is to mobilize your men to collect all information about Wei San. As usual, as long as you can help me find Wei San, I will reward you handsomely. Be quick and notify me immediately after the investigation."
Chen Xing nodded and accepted the order: "Please rest assured, Director. We've done these things before in Nanjing, so leave it to me."
Ning Zhiheng took out a pen and paper, wrote down his office phone number for Chen Xing, and said again, "Tell your people to keep a close eye on Wei San's whereabouts. If they find him, do not disturb him, and report to me immediately."
"Understood, I will definitely explain everything clearly," Chen Xing replied repeatedly.
Just as Ning Zhiheng had predicted, Yu Cheng's arrest operation failed. Wei San's residence was deserted, and no valuable clues were found. He had no choice but to report back to Ning Zhiheng in frustration.
Ning Zhiheng didn't take it seriously and said to Cheng, "There's no need to be too pessimistic. It's only a matter of time before these people are caught. The air raid case has actually been solved by now. The culprit is this cunning woman. Let's call her Zhang Fangwen. Gu Zhengqing was silenced as an inside agent, but Zhang Fangwen still managed to slip through our fingers. We now have her photos and information on her accomplice, Wei San. Your mission is to find them. Your intelligence department has been operating in Chongqing for over a year. This time, we'll see how you do it."
The Second Intelligence Division was, after all, a department specifically responsible for internal counter-espionage. Although Gu Zhengqi was somewhat lacking in investigation, he was good at planning and had spies planted in various places. In Chongqing, his undercover power was much greater than that of the Second Action Division.
Since the air raid case was a joint investigation, the intelligence department had to contribute some effort. Besides, the target had already been identified, so Gu Zhengqi would definitely be willing to get involved. He never misses an opportunity to profit, and Yu Cheng readily agreed.
Ning Zhiheng then led his men back to the Second Operations Division. Tonight at 11 p.m. was the time for Yoshida Ryusuke to contact the Japanese headquarters in Wuhan by telegram. Although these matters were entrusted to Shao Wenguang, Ning Zhiheng was still worried. He wanted to keep a close eye on Yoshida Ryusuke to prevent the guy from doing anything funny.
He rushed back to the Second Division and went straight to the Telecommunications Section. When the staff on duty saw that it was the division chief in person, they quickly came out to greet him, stood at attention, and saluted.
Where is Section Chief Shao?
"Reporting to the section chief, Section Chief Shao is in Room 3. I'll take you there."
The staff on duty led Ning Zhiheng to the door of a studio, and Ning Zhiheng pushed the door open and went inside.
Shao Wenguang, who was waiting in the studio, saw Ning Zhiheng come in and quickly went up to greet him, saying, "Chief, it's so late, why did you come here?"
“I was worried, so I came to check on him,” Ning Zhiheng said casually. His gaze swept over Yoshida Ryusuke, who was sitting in a wheelchair. Yoshida Ryusuke looked even more listless than he had been two days ago. Except for his two hands, his body was wrapped in bandages, and his head was tilted back weakly.
The prolonged physical and mental torment completely broke him down. He lost his previous arrogance and his body went limp, occasionally letting out a muffled groan.
Ning Zhiheng stepped forward, looked at him, frowned, and asked, "His condition isn't good right now. Are there any contingency plans?"
Shao Wenguang reported in a low voice: "I have arranged for the military doctor to prepare morphine and inject him half an hour in advance. The dosage should be larger to temporarily suppress the pain."
Ning Zhiheng nodded. He didn't care about Yoshida Ryusuke's life or death. As long as the telegram could be sent, Yoshida Ryusuke would be of no value.
Seeing that it was still early, he turned and left the studio. Shao Wenguang told his team members to keep an eye on Yoshida Ryusuke, and then he quickly followed him out.
"Telegram!"
Shao Wenguang quickly handed the drafted telegram to Ning Zhiheng. Ning Zhiheng took it and looked at it. The content was: "Received the latest emergency deployment from the Chinese side in Changsha. The film has been deposited in mailbox number 3. Please collect it as soon as possible. Montenegro!"
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