The next morning, Ning Zhiheng and Bian Ze, who had returned to the French Concession, had a secret meeting.
Seeing Ning Zhiheng standing unharmed in front of him, Bian Ze finally felt relieved.
He stepped forward and patted Ning Zhiheng's shoulders heavily with his large hands, saying with a smile, "I've been worried about you all this time, since you went into the occupied area alone. Fortunately, you are quick-witted and resourceful, and you successfully completed this mission and returned safely. Do you know that when I reported to the Chief, the first thing he asked was about your safety? He was quite annoyed to learn that you were still stranded in the Japanese-occupied area!"
Ning Zhiheng said with a smile, "It was all my own idea that caused you and the Director to worry."
At this point, he leaned forward and said in a low but solemn voice, "However, this time we did not come away empty-handed in the Japanese-occupied area. I learned from the Japanese garrison headquarters that they have begun to prepare to send troops to the Shanghai occupied area and to organize able-bodied young men of suitable age to arm themselves and form a reserve force to prepare for the war."
"What did you say? The Japanese reacted so quickly?" Bian Ze was taken aback. He was currently in charge of the Shanghai station and, in addition to screening and reorganizing the operations, he also had complete control over intelligence work.
"Is there a problem?" Ning Zhiheng asked.
As key members of the same Military Intelligence Investigation Department, there were certain things they wouldn't hide from Ning Zhiheng.
Bian Ze stamped his foot, slammed his hand on the table, and said, "Just four days ago, the Japanese launched an attack on the garrison in Dongguan from Beiping and began military operations."
At the National Defense Conference, General Zhizhong proposed to lure the enemy into the Shanghai battlefield, avoid their main force and attack their weak point, and try to eliminate the Japanese land forces in Shanghai first, so as to solve the problem of the threat that is close to the capital. The leader has agreed to this plan.
So the commander ordered our Shanghai station to quickly gather information on the situation and movements of the Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai. But before I could even begin, the Japanese had already received the news.
He couldn't help but have some doubts, and looking at Ning Zhiheng, he said, "Did the Japanese anticipate this? Or was the content of the Nanjing National Defense Conference leaked? Could it be that Japanese spies have started operating again?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhiheng shook his head and said, "I think you are overthinking it. The Japanese military could not have launched a brazen attack on us in Beiping without any prior preparation. Naturally, they would have considered contingency plans, and it is not surprising that they strengthened their defenses in Shanghai."
Bian Ze nodded, then suddenly remembered Ning Zhiheng's words and asked again, "Zhiheng, how did you know the Japanese military had taken countermeasures? By the way, you said you got the information from the Japanese garrison headquarters? How did you get into the heart of the Japanese military?"
This series of questions left Ning Zhiheng speechless for a moment, so he could only say, "It's quite a coincidence."
As a high-ranking official in the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, a trusted confidant of the Director, and now the supreme commander of the Shanghai Intelligence Zone, Bian Ze had the right to know the specifics of Ning Zhiheng's operation.
Ning Zhiheng then gave a detailed account of his experiences in the occupied areas of Shanghai over the past twenty days.
When Bian Ze learned that Ning Zhiheng had actually made direct contact with Uehara Junpei, the head of the Japanese military's intelligence department, he couldn't help but slap his thigh, stand up, point at Ning Zhiheng, and laugh loudly: "Zhiheng, I saw it long ago. Your dealings with the Japanese are all thanks to good fortune, smooth sailing, and your wishes coming true!"
"How about that! Such a difficult mission to eliminate traitors was accomplished in just half a month, with no casualties on your part, and you even established direct contact with the head of Japanese intelligence. Our Military Intelligence Bureau has spent countless resources over the years without success, yet you've accomplished it with unbelievable ease."
Upon hearing Bian Ze's words, Ning Zhiheng thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed true. During the past twenty days in Shanghai, despite being in the enemy's lair, he was able to successfully achieve every objective of his actions. While this was partly due to his meticulous planning, he also had extremely good luck. Every step of his planned operation went smoothly without any unexpected incidents, and it could be said that everything he wished for came true.
He started by catching Japanese spies and worked his way up to where he is today. Could it be that he really has a knack for suppressing the Japanese?
Bian Ze looked at Ning Zhiheng and thought that this young man's performance was too monstrous. He was a veteran agent with decades of experience, but he could not compare with this young man who had graduated less than a year ago in any aspect.
Whether it's his amazing reasoning and judgment or his superb action capabilities, he is unmatched in the Military Intelligence Investigation Department.
At this moment, Ning Zhiheng took out a roll of film and handed it to Bian Ze, saying, "There are two photos in here. One is a portrait of Taro Sagawa, the head of the Special Higher Police Section, and the other is probably his assistant. The one with the square face and thick eyebrows is Taro Sagawa, and the other should be his assistant. Section Chief, please develop them and archive them as soon as possible. This should be helpful for the future work of the Shanghai Station."
"You saw Sagawa Taro with your own eyes?" Bian Ze quickly reached for the film. This was a very important piece of investigative data. The Military Intelligence Investigation Department had been investigating Sagawa Taro, this mysterious adversary, but without any progress. Unexpectedly, Ning Zhiheng had made some progress.
“Yes, I met him at the Japanese garrison headquarters. He and his assistant were requesting an audience with Uehara Junpei. We met outside the office and then drew his portrait,” Ning Zhiheng replied.
Bian Ze also knew that Ning Zhiheng had this special skill. It could be said that anyone he saw was practically photographed. You can imagine how important this was for a special agent.
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com