Chapter 636

As expected, as time passed, this oolong incident also spread. Wang Yan also became a topic of conversation for Shanghai celebrities after tea and dinner, and became the "unlucky guy" in their mouths.

The Japanese side did not reveal anything, and they did not dare to ask Wang Yan, but when he was eating with Zhang Xiaolin at that time, there were seven or eight people present. And there was the even more unlucky Gao Yunchang, a wife and two concubines, gossiping old women, none of whom had tight mouths. The fact that they paid 350,000 US dollars is basically known to everyone.

So, in summary, it is not difficult for people to infer how much money Wang Yan actually sent to the Japanese.

This was already expected by Wang Yan, and at the same time, he did not hear the news that the two little Japanese, Omura Akihiro and Muramoto Ichiro, were punished. These two Japanese did not come to find him either, so this shows that Omura Akihiro distributed the 200,000 US dollars very well, and everyone from top to bottom was taken care of. It also shows that he is completely safe.

After all, the entire Shanghai Bund and people from both parties now know the process of this matter. If the Japanese turn their faces and deny people, it will also have a great impact on the development of future work. Wang Yan's position is not low, his influence is not small, and he sent a lot of money to the Japanese; if he is still to be killed by the Japanese like this, then how can they rely on the Japanese to get promoted and get rich.

However, Wang Yan also started a bad precedent, because now he has put the matter of sending money to the Japanese on the table, which is not a good thing. But the problem is not very big, after all, not everyone has the ability to send money to the Japanese.

How sad it is, rushing to send money to people, and still having to have some qualifications. But the world is like this...

This incident passed safely, and Wang Yan also took time to send a telegram to Chongqing, explaining the cause, process, and result in detail. In intelligence work, such news must be summarized. The intelligence group of the Shanghai underground party must have reported it upwards, but they do not know that the person involved, Wang Yan, is their own comrade. They will probably combine this matter and give a proposal for tentative contact.

In addition to reporting these things, Wang Yan also re-stated his connection with the Military Statistics. He had of course reported this kind of thing long ago, otherwise if there was trouble later, it would be unclear. Of course, the superiors are also very relieved, after all, his parents were killed by the Kuomintang. Although the two parties are cooperating, the family hatred is still there, but no one has ever mentioned it.

This time he reported the connection with the Military Statistics again, for the sake of his inciting the Military Statistics to assassinate Zhang Xiaolin. The Military Statistics Shanghai Station cannot sanction Zhang Xiaolin; to put it bluntly, it is still because their determination is not enough. If Chiang Kai-shek sprays Dai Yunong about this matter, and others satirize a few words, Zhang Xiaolin will lose his head within two months. In the final analysis, Zhang Xiaolin is just a hooligan leader; even if he defected to the Japanese, what can he do? Wang Yan cannot resist the collective will; how much of a feather is Zhang Xiaolin?

Wang Yan knows the liaison office set up by the Military Statistics in the French Concession; how could he not report it upwards? And how could he not be clear about the leadership group of the Shanghai Station now? How could he not know that Wang Tianfeng is in charge of affairs in Shanghai now?

Tian Biao is a Captain. Although Wang Yan did not investigate Tian Biao's resume, combined with his complaints, he was nothing more than joining the Military Statistics from three aspects. First, the Lixingshe period, second, soldier transfer, and third, being selected into Dai Yunong's special training class due to some opportunities. Tian Biao could be promoted to Captain; his general military age should be between three and eight years. According to Tian Biao's self-deprecating "no one above," plus some merits, it is very likely that he climbed up step by step, painstakingly using six or seven years.

Wang Tianfeng is even simpler; there must be no one above him. Otherwise, the so-called "Dead Spy Plan" would definitely not need him to die.

Tian Biao is a qualified soldier. He has started to complain to Wang Yan, an outsider; one can imagine the situation inside the Shanghai Station now. People influence each other. No matter how high Wang Tianfeng's intelligence is and how deep his city government is, it is absolutely impossible for him not to be influenced; there must be opinions. A madman with principles, spirit, and faith does not prevent him from being an ambitious person at the same time, because without ambition, he cannot be a madman. Using one's own life as bait, is this something everyone can do?

That's why Wang Yan incited Tian Biao, and through Tian Biao's message, incited Wang Tianfeng. If it was hard to say before, but with this uneven distribution of merit, Wang Tianfeng must have action. Zhang Xiaolin is basically a matter of these two months; he basically cannot run.

Zhang Xiaolin's position is not low, and his life or death always has some influence. Reporting it upwards allows the organization to have preparations and better responses.

Because of some unspeakable special reasons, Wang Yan definitely cannot do too much and cause too much influence. However, Zhang Xiaolin originally died in 1940; dying two years early is no big problem. There is some influence, but not much. If it was at the level of Wang Zhaoming, Wang Yan definitely could not move; the influence could not be predicted. Even if the organization ordered sanctions, he could not succeed, and could only let him have one more failure on his undefeated resume. Because pulling one hair affects the whole body, the butterfly's wings cannot stop once they flap.

If not for this, he is so rich and masters so many technologies, he would have long ago started looking for people for secret scientific research and engaged in large-scale industrial construction in the Soviet Area.

But even so, it does not prevent him from letting some things appear in advance. Although there is some influence, it is still within the acceptable range...

Wang Yan is not in intelligence; he is in money. Although the battle on the secret front in the Shanghai Bund has never stopped, he also has the identity of Pei Min. But in the vast Shanghai Bund, there are not so many people defecting, and there are not so many people who deserve the Red Party to use him, the ace killer. So his life is still so quiet. Except for daily contact with the organization, there are some small situations reported upwards. At other times, he is so idle. Even if he drives on the road every day, if he doesn't look at both sides of the road, saying "years are quiet and good" is not an exaggeration at all.

After all, he is a Shanghai Bund celebrity, entering and exiting high-end places, and the people he interacts with are really not commoners. Even those dance girls who only have beauty are actually quite cultured. He doesn't want to see the suffering of the people, so he sees nothing. If it weren't for Qi Si occasionally muttering about the little beggars he took care of before, Wang Yan wouldn't even hear any suffering.

Of course he can see and hear. On the bustling road, little beggars who are not covered in clothes hide in corners; in deserted corners, there are homeless people's shelters. Every day at work, listening to the reports from his subordinates about how many people died in the jurisdiction last night, all of this is in his eyes...

Because he caused trouble, Wang Yan began to intentionally keep a low profile and cultivate his character. Of course, he should consume, but he just doesn't go to dance halls, casinos, and other places to play. Even if it's just this, it's already very surprising. After all, Inspector Wang's greed for money and lust is known to everyone. Now that he really doesn't go out to play, others understand that this greedy for life and afraid of death Inspector Wang is really afraid.

As for the Japanese side, he is of course very cooperative. He didn't even wait for them to ask. When he was having in-depth exchanges with Wang Manchun, he told her everything. Most of these news were told to him by Mitchell, and some were heard from Aige and other foreign devils. A large amount of useless intelligence, mixed with very few intelligence that still had some value, was revealed by him.

The news was actually told to Wang Yan by the French on purpose. Although these foreign devils are arrogant, they are respectful to those who can do things for them, and they are willing to understand. Although Wang Yan's actions made the leaders of the police station lose face, if these people are not caught, it will only cause greater trouble in the future. They understand this truth. They also know that Wang Yan's situation with the Japanese is not very good, and they have no way to protect Wang Yan. Their great France, far away in Europe, has no good way to deal with the damn Japanese monkeys in front of them.

Their nonsense to fool people cannot be said to people like Wang Yan, and chicken blood cannot be injected. But they are reluctant to let Wang Yan die, so can they only cooperate and get some news for Wang Yan to have a good relationship with the Japanese.

As for Wang Manchun, she is of course always satisfied. That is, when her menstruation passed and she met Wang Yan again, she mocked Wang Yan's previous embarrassment, and at the same time incited Wang Yan, saying it would be better to defect to the Japanese directly. There is no need to be like this now, neither getting the trust of the Japanese nor the protection of the French, and finally ending up not pleasing either side and losing his life in vain.

To this, Wang Yan of course used the same set of "whoever's rice bowl you hold, you do things for" to fool her.

The contact time is not short. Wang Manchun actually knows that she can never control Wang Yan's choice, and can never let Wang Yan be addicted to her beauty. If it weren't for having to work for the Special High Police every day, which could remind her from time to time, she would have forgotten her mission. A woman's beauty is poison, and a man's good performance is the same. Moreover, Wang Yan himself has many characteristics, and Wang Manchun cannot help but be addicted to them, and gradually has a tendency to be unable to extricate herself.

She of course knows that she and Wang Yan only have the friendship of the same bed, but it does not prevent her from having more feelings that should not be there, although she is a woman with ambition, a woman who wants to surpass men. What does not prevent it is that when necessary, she has the determination to give Wang Yan a shot to end his life, and she does not hesitate.

Everyone has some persistence, and she has it too.

Wang Yan naturally knows this kind of thing, but the coincidence is that he will not hesitate either.

Time passed like this for a month. This morning, at the Central Police Station on Xue Lihua Road, Wang Yan finished the daily morning meeting for his subordinates. There was no important content, nothing more than how many people died last night, who was caught, and who among the caught were big figures. He gave face-to-face instructions on how much money to knock. In addition, it was to arrange patrol priorities, which was very easy.

Meetings are divided into situations. Important matters are only for the three team leaders under his command, He Shaohong, Zhang Xian, and He Xinwu. He Xinwu is the substitute for Iguchi Koji, who was recommended by Wang Yan to take the position. He was originally the deputy team leader under He Shaohong. This kid is very good at being a person, otherwise Wang Yan would not let him come up.

As for Wang Yongkui, who gave Wang Yan a tip-off before and exposed Iguchi Koji, and had two jin of anti-bones behind his head, he was promoted to the group leader of the second team, managing five or six people under him, which can be considered as getting ahead. Wang Yan still remembers the joy and excitement on Wang Yongkui's face at that time, because Wang Yongkui believed that with merit first, he had already entered Inspector Wang's eyes, and the group leader was definitely not his end point.

But it is a pity that the group leader was Wang Yongkui's end point, because he died. He didn't even pass the official addiction of the group leader for 24 hours, his butt didn't even sit hot, and he died.

The one who killed Wang Yongkui was of course the Japanese. After such a big incident and so many losses, Wang Yan, the person involved, cannot die, but Wang Yongkui, the whistleblower who also has the surname Wang, has no reason to live. He must give Wang Yan some warnings so that he can have a number in his heart and not treat the Japanese as fools.

So Wang Yongkui died, died on the day he was promoted to group leader. That night, he invited the policemen assigned to him to eat. After three rounds of drinking, he said he was going out to pee. With this pee, his life was gone. His neck was cut open, the method was crisp, and one knife ended it.

Wang Yongkui died in an alley not far from the restaurant where they were eating, lying on the cold ground, buried in the hot blood of his ambition. When it was time to notify the family afterwards, it was discovered that Wang Yongkui's wife and children were all dead...

Wang Yan of course knows what is going on. He shouted to find someone to take revenge, but gathered the hundred or so people under his command to hold a meeting. He directly stated that the one who killed Wang Yongkui was the Japanese, and also said the Japanese's meaning, of course excluding himself. And at the meeting, he reiterated once again not to provoke the Japanese, the Kuomintang, and the Red Party, and not to get too close to them, and not to let him find out if they get too close. Afterwards, he pretended to be hypocritical and personally came forward to handle the funeral for Wang Yongkui's family. At the same time, he distributed a sum of money to his subordinates, making them happy, making no one care about Wang Yongkui, and ignoring his role as an inspector in it.

Holding general important meetings is to find deputy team leaders in addition to team leaders to accurately convey orders. The expanded meetings are to call all group leaders to make them feel valued. As for the general meeting of subordinates, it is pure chicken blood.

After all, as a famous new tycoon in the Shanghai Bund, being able to talk to these small characters under his command personally is an honor. Being called by name by the busy Inspector Wang, he immediately has a mission and is willing to follow orders, and there is no more effective chicken blood than this...

After the meeting, someone came to notify him that Aige was looking for him. Wang Yan had no serious business, and was just about to drink tea and read the newspaper, so he swayed up to the third floor and walked into Aige's spacious, bright, and luxurious office.

Sitting on the sofa without formality, crossing his legs: "What's the matter with me?"

"Wang, it's good news, don't be so spiritless." Aige knew that Wang Yan had not been close to women for a month, and he was so honest that he thought Wang Yan had changed into a different person. He poured two glasses of red wine, walked over and sat down, shared a glass with Wang Yan, and said with a smile: "It's those scientific magazines you asked me to find before. Didn't I tell you before? My friend told me that as long as I find a few old professors to gather them, it will be fine. The magazines you mentioned are available in every issue, especially complete. How about it, is this a good thing?"

"It's okay. I just want to see how powerful your France, Britain, and the United States are, and even the Japanese have their current strength, so I want to understand. You know, my compatriots advocated learning your advanced scientific technology decades ago. It's a pity that I haven't seen any results after so many years. Of course, it's also true that I want to see if I can make a fortune. You know, I am relatively smart, and I have some good luck. Maybe I will find some business opportunities."

"Wang, your current state is not right. I think you might be lacking the care of a woman. After all, you haven't been there for a month, which is really unimaginable. Wang, tell me secretly, I swear to God, I will definitely not tell others, are you not working? Scared by those Japanese monkeys?"

Looking at Aige, who was full of exploration, gossip, and leaning forward, Wang Yan slapped Aige's balding head with a "pa" sound, calling him back to the sofa holding his head in pain. He said somewhat unhappily: "I'm just keeping a low profile and restraining for a while. Don't you know? The Japanese sent a woman to use a beauty trap. I've been with her recently."

"Wang, my friend, we have known each other for seven years. No one knows you better than me. I know that no woman can hold back a prodigal son's perseverance in chasing freedom and beauty."

Wang Yan laughed loudly and raised his goblet: "To you, my friend."

The two raised their glasses and collided, drank a glass of friendship wine, and Wang Yan asked: "Where are those magazines and journals? Port or warehouse?"

"You know, the port at Wusongkou was bombed before. Now our ships are all docked at the Huangpu River, and then sent to the warehouse by trucks and those workers."

The deep water of the Huangpu River reaches 18 or 19 meters, and the shallow water is also 8 or 9 meters. The largest freighters and oil tankers at this time are about 40,000 or 50,000 tons, with a draft depth of 14 or 15 meters. This tonnage freighter of course cannot open into the Huangpu River, but their freighters are mostly 20,000 or 30,000 tons, with a draft depth of 7, 8, or 9 meters. Although it is laborious, it can barely open in. At worst, find a tracker or something, the problem is not big.

The reason why they didn't dock at the Huangpu River before was because it was troublesome. Wusongkou already had a very sound port cargo system, and the turnover was relatively smooth. Especially since this is foreign goods, there is a priority. Another point is that there is a railway line there. Although the distance is farther than the Huangpu River, the cargo efficiency is much higher.

It's just that Wusongkou was bombed by the Loyalty and Patriotism Salvation Army, which is a last resort.

However, Aige continued: "But those magazines and journals are not on those small boats. They are on the big ships overseas at Wusongkou. If you are in a hurry, you can send someone to get them first. If you are not in a hurry, then wait a while. They will be sent to the warehouse in two days. Shall we go out and play tonight?"

"In a few days." Wang Yan shook his head and refused Aige, who was winking: "If you didn't tell me about this, it would be fine. Now that I know those magazines and journals have arrived, I want to hurry up and see them, and find some business opportunities. It just so happens that I haven't been out for a long time, so I'll go to Wusongkou to see how the port is repaired."

Aige didn't care either. Although he also likes beautiful women, he likes money more, and he also loves his wife very much. As for whether he can go out and spend time, he is still very casual, not as flowery as Wang Yan. Sometimes he admires Wang Yan, that body is really strong, and occasionally there are more together. Unlike him, the wife at home has not been able to handle it, envy...

Without saying more to Aige, Wang Yan went downstairs and returned to the office to call Shi Changxing, and then sat in the office silently drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

After more than ten minutes, the office door was knocked. Before Wang Yan could speak, Qi Si pushed the door and walked in: "Brother Yan, the people sent by Brother Shi have arrived, just on the street outside. I heard them say they are going to Wusongkou. What are we going to do?"

Wang Yan threw away the newspaper in his hand, stood up and walked out: "A batch of goods arrived, there are things I want. Besides, I haven't been active for a month, so I'll go out to see the sea and relax."

"Then this relaxation is suffering, 60 li, the road is not easy to walk, and it's smelly and there's nothing to see." Qi Si curled his lips, but still sensibly closed the office door, trotted to drive first.

After going downstairs, someone immediately came to open the back door for Inspector Wang. After he went in, he carefully closed it, nodded and bowed to watch the car go far, took out a cigarette he had just obtained, and smoked happily.