Upon hearing Shao Wenguang's report, Ning Zhiheng immediately stood up, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go take a look!"
The two quickly changed their clothes, hurriedly left the office building, left the Second Operations Division, and soon arrived at a restaurant not far from Miyahara Shun's.
Shao Wenguang pointed to the small restaurant and introduced, "This is the place. Our people found a target at the Tongyuan Gate execution ground and followed him all the way here."
"Yuanfu Restaurant?" Ning Zhiheng looked at the restaurant's sign.
"Yes, we've already investigated. This restaurant was just taken over. The name of the restaurant hasn't changed, but the owner has changed. The new owner is named He Yuan. We found that He Yuan looks very similar to the target in another photo, so we can confirm that these two people are two of the four spies we're looking for."
Ning Zhiheng nodded. It seemed that his previous approach was correct; he had indeed found a new target by following the clues.
He looked around for a moment and then ordered, "Now that he has a foothold, it means he won't leave for the time being. Set up surveillance points around the area immediately. We'll use this as a long-term strategy to catch the big fish. This will be our breakthrough point in the future."
"Yes!" Shao Wenguang nodded in agreement.
"There is another target who is currently hiding in a nearby inn. It seems that he has not found a suitable cover identity in the near future, and he is also under our surveillance."
Shao Wenguang was very experienced, so doing these things was not difficult for him, and he made very thorough arrangements.
Ning Zhiheng said with satisfaction, "I'll leave this matter to you. Don't keep too close an eye on them, and don't alert them."
The next morning, in the office of the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Yu Cheng, carrying a stack of interrogation records, was giving a detailed report to the bureau chief as instructed by Ning Zhiheng. It took him quite a while to recount Qian Zhong's crimes. Finally, he said, "Bureau Chief, Qian Zhong committed murder and robbery, colluded with the puppet party, served the Japanese invaders, and betrayed his country. All the other accomplices have been arrested and have confessed. The bodies of the victims in the case have also been found, which is truly shocking. Director Ning asked me to report the specific situation to you. Please make the final decision!"
The bureau chief's expression remained normal, but the coldness in his eyes made Yu Cheng, who was standing opposite him, feel a tightness in his heart.
After a long pause, the bureau chief asked, seemingly casually, "Were you present during the interrogation?"
Yu Cheng quickly nodded to confirm, saying, "Yes! This humble servant dares not be negligent in the slightest, and Director Ning also required me not to leave for even a moment and to participate in the entire process!"
"Qian Zhong is still alive?"
“Alive!” Yu Cheng said. He had been prepared and knew how to deal with it. “Qian Zhong is not difficult to interrogate. Director Ning personally interrogated him. When Qian Zhong saw Director Ning, his legs went weak with fear, and he confessed everything after only a few tricks.”
Ning Zhiheng's fearsome reputation was indeed enough to deter the wicked throughout the Military Intelligence Bureau. No one who passed through his hands survived. The bureau chief was well aware of this. He couldn't help but laugh at himself: "It seems that Zhiheng is still giving me some face. I thought Qian Zhong had been beaten to death by him!"
Yu Cheng said with a forced smile, "Without your permission, who would dare to take Qian Zhong's life? Even Director Ning wouldn't dare! Now we're just waiting for your instructions. He asked me to ask you what charges Qian Zhong should be charged with—murder for robbery or treason?"
"Oh! So what does he mean?" the bureau chief asked meaningfully.
Yu Cheng coughed lightly and said cautiously, "Director Ning means to convict him of murder for money. Qian Zhong is an old hand in the Military Intelligence Bureau, holding an important position. More importantly, everyone in the bureau knows that he is your former subordinate. If such a person betrays the country and collaborates with the puppet party, it will really damage your image. Besides, everyone knows that Qian Zhong is greedy for money. He has killed dozens of people for money, which is enough to warrant the death penalty. No one will make wild guesses."
Upon hearing this, the bureau chief realized that it made perfect sense. Although he had long since given up on Qian Zhong, in everyone's eyes, Qian Zhong was still one of his men. It would be embarrassing for him to reveal that the person next to him was a Japanese spy.
Thinking of this, the bureau chief sighed and slowly said, "I'm afraid of what others will say? What a joke! I know that Qian Zhong is not a reliable person, but I am really surprised that he dared to defect to the enemy. What do you think he was after? Nothing more than money! But how much can the Japanese give him? More than he has made over the years?"
I know he's always trying to make money off others; after all, he's someone I brought from my hometown. Cutting off his career was just a way of compensating him, but how could he be so foolish? Do you think Japanese money is so easy to take?
The implication was one of deep regret, which startled Yu Cheng. Could it be that the Director still harbored a sense of forgiveness? This wouldn't do; he had to silence the Director, or the situation might truly resurface.
He quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Actually, it's not just about money. Qian Zhong was favored by you and was riding high, holding a high position. But he was unworthy of your attention and, in his disappointment, he inevitably felt resentful. In early April this year, at his birthday banquet, he openly complained that he had served the Military Intelligence Bureau for many years, but was treated like a piece of sack..."
"What did you say?" The bureau chief was instantly enraged. His henchman slammed his hand on the table and demanded in a cold voice, "He dares to complain? Haven't I been tolerant enough of him?"
Suddenly, the bureau chief's cold gaze fixed on Yu Cheng: "Is it true?"
Yu Cheng spread his hands, saying helplessly, "There were several intelligence officers present at the time. You can go and ask them. He said quite a few things like that, but no one dared to respond, just taking it as drunken ramblings..."
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