Chapter 77 The Mole in Number 76

"How much money did Lao Liang prepare?" Wang Xuesen straightened his shirt sleeves and prepared to go downstairs.

"Twenty thousand yuan," Su Wanjia said.

"These traitors are really rich. They spend 20,000 yuan on a lousy policeman. An ordinary person can't earn that much money in a lifetime," Wang Xuesen complained.

"How much are you planning to give Li Shiqun?" Su Wanjia asked.

"Let's go for 73, we'll take 6,000."

"Remember, it has to be gold bars or US dollars."

"The US dollars must be new, and the gold bars must be small."

Wang Xuesen thought for a moment and said.

"Why? New US dollars are hard to come by now. Can't we use ten-tael gold bars?" Su Wanjia asked curiously.

Do you know what visual effects are?

"The same thing, presented in different ways, will have different impacts."

"Ye and Li don't trust me anyway, so using a few tricks might be a plus in the negotiations."

Wang Xuesen kissed her, opened the door, and went downstairs.

Su Wanjia linked arms with him, whispering with adoration and happiness, "You have so many tricks up your sleeve."

"I don't have many fancy tricks up my sleeve, so how can I satisfy you and make you happy?" Wang Xuesen lifted her chin, engaging in his usual flirtatious manner.

"Ugh! Xiaomin's here, don't talk nonsense." Su Wanjia pinched him shyly.

After breakfast.

Wang Xuesen got into the bulletproof car.

Some time ago, Chen Gongshu "shot" him twice. Wang Xuesen, through Madam Okamura's private and large-scale financial maneuvering, "got" this car as the director of the confidential office.

There are only three vehicles in the entire No. 76 fleet right now.

The other two vehicles are in the hands of Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun.

But Wu Sibao, Hu Junhe and their group were extremely envious.

They shamelessly wanted it too.

Then, Shibuya called him into his office and gave him a thorough dressing-down.

Damn it, do you really think Imperial armored vehicles are as cheap as cabbages, that you can just take any Tom, Dick, or Harry?

Wang Xuesen stuffed a lot of money into the pocket.

I bought it! I bought it!

Upon arriving at number 76, Wang Xuesen had just stepped into the hall when he bumped into Zheng Pingping, who was wearing high heels and a beige trench coat.

Her trench coat was open, and her white lace cardigan was tucked into her waistband; its tight fit accentuated the curves of her chest. Through the lace mesh, a hint of snow could be faintly seen, making it incredibly eye-catching.

Add to that her high heels, red lips, and her updo.

A blend of competence and charm.

She's just like the female secretary who served as the general manager in my past life.

OK.

Wang Xuesen's hands were inexplicably itchy; he really wanted to hug her.

"Miss Zheng!" he greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Director Wang," Zheng Pingping greeted in a sweet voice.

Wang Xuesen's eyes lingered greedily and boldly on her chest: "Miss Zheng, your makeup is great today, you're really beautiful."

"Thanks."

Zheng Pingping smiled politely, but a hint of wariness and disgust flashed in her eyes before she walked away in her high heels.

Wang Xuesen was not being rude, but rather testing the waters.

Sure enough, there was absolutely no spark.

If she's the kind of woman who's fickle and greedy for wealth, given her reputation in nightclubs, her generosity, and her good looks, she'll likely give them a flirtatious look.

After all, having more "sugar daddies" means having more options, and it's easy to make a living anywhere.

Even though Yu Aizhen looks down on him so much, she still lets him rub her feet and kiss her as he pleases.

Clearly, these are the righteous men who came for Dingmo Village.

He only cared about Lao Ding's life; all other men were worthless.

What Wang Xuesen couldn't understand was that since Lao Ding doted on Zheng Pingping so much, she could have easily assassinated him in his tea room or elsewhere.

Of course, Ding Mocun might be far more cautious than he thought.

Mao Ziming once revealed in a nightclub that Ding Mocun even slept in the bathroom on the third floor, which had bulletproof glass installed.

If he only dates at number 76 and doesn't go out.

In addition to the tight security checks at No. 76 and the rule in Dingmo Village that only women are allowed to enter the third-floor bedroom naked, Zheng Pingping had absolutely no chance to assassinate him.

All they can do is be taken advantage of repeatedly and wait for their chance.

This woman is really tough.

Pity.

……

When Wang Xuesen arrived at his office, he made his usual rounds of the confidential documents room.

I had just sat down for a short while.

There was a knock at the door.

Hu Junhe walked in, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Brother, not busy, are you?"

"No rush, no rush."

"Director Hu, you are a rare guest. It's not easy for you to come all this way."

Wang Xuesen quickly got up to greet him.

Hu Junhe closed the door, put his hands behind his back, and looked around: "Not bad, no wonder it's the office Ding Zijun used, it's quite impressive."

"What's so impressive about it? Old Tang smashed it all up."

"Hey bro, what's up?"

Wang Xuesen said.

"Look at what you're saying. It's alright, as your older brother, can't I come and sit down?" Hu Junhe sat down and patted the armrest of the sofa with a smile.

"Yes, yes, it's an honor for you to come to my humble abode."

"When I was in prison, not a single person in this building came to visit me, except for you, my brother, who disregarded the implications and offered me much comfort."

"Xue Senming is deeply grateful."

Wang Xuesen offered a polite compliment, but in his heart he cursed Wang Xuesen's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Hi."

"Don't even mention it. I dragged Sibao to testify for you, but he was so afraid of getting into trouble that he absolutely refused to speak for the director."

"Time will tell."

"People have one face to your face and another behind your back; you have to see through them."

Hu Junhe shamelessly took on the role of life mentor again.

"Brother, you seem to have some deep insights. It seems you've been experiencing them quite a bit lately." Wang Xuesen offered him a cigarette, trying to get more information out of him.

"Don't even mention it."

"Don't even mention it."

"With the dismantling of this four-department system, my job as the head of the intelligence department is going to be difficult."

"We can't catch Wu Sibao and Yang Jie."

"They're trying to pin all sorts of accusations on my intelligence department. I'm caught in the middle, and this job is impossible to do."

Hu Junhe swallowed hard and began to complain.

"Your brother's situation is a case of 'with great power comes great responsibility'."

"Unlike me, Lao Liu is in charge of the confidential department. I'm just a hands-off manager who doesn't care about anything and has a very leisurely life," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

"I heard your brother has connections in the black market," Hu Junhe asked in a low voice, his eyes darting around.

"A little." Wang Xuesen nodded.

"Here's the thing, I have a batch of supplies on hand: matches, sugar, and some tobacco."

"I'd like to ask you for help in selling some of my goods," Hu Junhe said.

"OK."

"Right now, the most valuable items on the black market are opium, sugar, and intelligence."

"Ships out in minutes."

Wang Xuesen was overjoyed.

"Sure, but speaking of intelligence, you know what? I've always suspected there's a mole within our 76th Division," Hu Junhe said in a low voice, glancing around.

Wang Xuesen feigned surprise and waved his hand, saying, "Brother, you wouldn't dare to say such a thing."

"I'm not making this up."

"A while ago, an important figure from Hongpiao was passing through the area. Wu Sibao personally led the team and arrived right on time, but the person ran away ahead of schedule."

Hu Junhe said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that your intelligence has gone wrong?" Wang Xuesen asked with a smile.

Hu Junhe needed Wang Xuesen's help and decided to reveal some real information.

He got up, opened the door, glanced around, then locked the door and sat back down.

To be honest...

"This intelligence came from the Japanese intelligence group planted in Yamashiro. They deciphered a telegram from the Military Intelligence Bureau and learned that this important figure with the red ticket was here to help the New Fourth Army obtain supplies."

"The Japanese have now blocked the supply channels with Zhang Xiaolin."

"Life was tough for the New Fourth Army."

"We wanted to use Yu Qiaqing's connections and even sent a special note to Dai Li."

"This telegram was sent by Dai Li to the Shanghai Military Intelligence Bureau. The time and place are clear. The intelligence couldn't be wrong. Isn't this a case of an inside leak?"

Hu Junhe touched the two small mustaches on his mouth, then blew on the long, center-parted bangs hanging down to the corners of his eyes, and chuckled dryly.

"No way, such top secret information is only accessible to directors." Wang Xuesen still looked incredulous.

"yes."

"Ding Mocun, Director Li, myself, and Liu Zhongwen," Hu Junhe said.

"You suspect it's Ding? Brother, you can't say that." Wang Xuesen was greatly surprised.

"I didn't say it was him."

"I suspect it's Liu Zhongwen," Hu Junhe said, frowning.

He took a drag of his cigarette and continued, "Think about it, Liu Zhongwen is a sly and cunning man. He doesn't gamble or visit prostitutes, and he has no wife or children."

"And he doesn't even smoke or drink."

"He has no hobbies, just sits in the office all day, eats and drinks off the company, and wears his underwear until it's patched. Isn't that strange?"

Wang Xuesen was startled: "Old Hu, you, you're just jealous, aren't you? Director Li doesn't gamble, gamble, or have any womanizing tendencies."

"Old Liu isn't a womanizer, he has no wife or children, and the food at his workplace is good, so money is of no use to him."

"Besides, most people in this building come from poor backgrounds, so it's normal for them to be frugal."

Hu Junhe waved his hand and said, "Your brother is overthinking it. It's not the same thing at all."

"Director Li isn't a womanizer, that's because he has a loving wife. Besides, he loves money and power."

"What does Liu Zhongwen love? He loves nothing."

"You mean Ding Mocun? He's involved in infighting with Director Li and likes to do all sorts of shameless things, but he's also addicted to pleasure and is an absolute traitor."

"My gut feeling is that there might be something wrong with Lao Liu."

Hu Junhe said with great certainty.

"No, Lao Hu, I'll pretend I didn't hear anything."

"If Deputy Director Liu is the mole, then I don't think there's any point in continuing with this No. 76 operation."

Wang Xuesen quickly stopped him.

"See, even you think that way. No wonder they say he's a high-level spy."

Hu Junhe dusted off the cigarette ash from his clothes and stood up.

"You should tell Director Li right away," Wang Xuesen reminded him.

Forget it.

"Director Li treats him like a shadow, and Old Liu even saved his life. Tell him, 'Am I just asking for trouble?'"

"We'll see."

"This is the address where I put my things. Please take care of it, brother."

Hu Junhe took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Wang Xuesen.

"Don't worry, your brother won't lose out." Wang Xuesen nodded.

"Seven-thirds split".

"You get three, I get seven," Hu Junhe gestured.

"Won't you sit a little longer?" Wang Xuesen called out symbolically.

"No."

"Ji Yunqing's widow, Jinbao, went to the gate of the Mei Agency again last night to wail and curse the director for being incompetent, disregarding the bond between master and disciple, and delaying the handling of the case."

"The head of the agency personally met with her and pressured the director to solve the case as soon as possible."

"This prevents me and Sibao from arresting them."

Hu Junhe said.

"Why didn't you arrest them sooner?" Wang Xuesen chuckled.

"You think the director doesn't want to make the arrest?"

"They're not easy to catch."

"This time, they arrested Xiaoyufeng and Zhang Deqing's lover, oh, the one you had a one-night stand with, White Rose."

"The former was Ji Lao's favorite when he was alive."

"The latter was the godmother and bed partner of Zhang Deqing, a bigwig in the Green Gang."

"The key point is that Xiao Yufeng was introduced to Ji Yunqing by Yu Aizhen and Ye Jiqing. If this is investigated thoroughly, it could be a matter of life and death."

"Why."

"If we don't arrest, investigate, or interrogate, it will be even more troublesome if Kagesa Yoshiaki instructs the Ume Agency or the Military Police to investigate personally."

"I'm leaving now."

Hu Junhe smiled, opened the door, and went out.

The reason he dared to speak to Wang Xuesen was because he was certain that Wang Xuesen was a "fool".

This guy is good with words and knows how to build connections.

But they were young and couldn't see people clearly. For example, Wu Sibao was a stupid and wicked scoundrel, and Yu Aizhen was even more of a viper. Wang Xuesen couldn't see it clearly.

Of course, there's also myself.

This kid actually called me brother.

Isn't that stupid?

This kind of fence-sitter, who is easy to control and fool, and who is not useful to either Ding or Li, is quite good for making money.

In particular, Wang Xuesen mentioned selling intelligence.

Could this kid have some special skills?

No rush. Let's wait until our interests are more aligned before discussing this further. Otherwise, we risk being betrayed or getting into trouble.

As soon as Hu Junhe left, Wang Xuesen walked around with his hands behind his back.

Is Liu Zhongwen a secret spy?

Military Intelligence Bureau, Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, or red tickets?

Based solely on the leaked intelligence, Liu Zhongwen, as the actual person in charge of the confidential office, is indeed a suspect.

However, Wang Xuesen prefers to believe that this is just Hu Junhe's dog-eat-dog behavior.

This person is a fighting dog.

Even Li Shiqun, he wanted to take a bite.

Ok.

Good dog, good dog.

Bite it! Heaven is on my side!

As for capturing Xiao Fengxian and Bai Meigui, Wang Xuesen was not worried.

He had already instructed his assassins to prepare contingency plans.

White roses, you know.

It is necessary to put on a show.

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