Chapter 290: The Overall Situation Comes First

Fujiwara Chota continued to shout into the microphone: "Why is it him!"

"He's been in Manchuria all along?"

"When did he go to Manchuria? How would I not know?"

"Damn it, this bastard!"

Fujiwara Chota slammed down the phone, turned his head, and gritted his teeth at Chen Yongren: "Chen Sang, something happened—indeed, whatever we fear comes to pass!"

"The most troublesome guy has arrived!"

"Who?" Chen Yongren feigned ignorance: "You mean Gao Tianlongyi?"

Chen Yongren had heard this name before from the old devil Fujiwara's heart.

It was the second time over the phone.

"Exactly, it's this madman!" Fujiwara Chota, somewhat headache: "This bastard had been investigating another case in Manchuria all along."

"As soon as that case ended, he immediately turned his head and headed for Songhu."

"But he didn't expect that Songhu has recently seen many incidents, everywhere under martial law, making it impossible for him to conceal his movements!"

"While we still have time, think quickly!"

"What other places need to be supplemented and perfected?"

"Wrong, Director Fujiwara, this matter is absolutely not that simple!" Chen Yongren immediately sensed something off.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Chota asked.

Chen Yongren looked toward that Japanese lieutenant.

Fujiwara Chota immediately understood; Chen Yongren's forthcoming words must absolutely not be heard by a third party.

"You go first, collate all the telegrams decoded by the code-breaking team." Fujiwara Chota said to the lieutenant.

"Hai!" The Japanese lieutenant dared not speak further, quickly leaving.

"Gao Tianlongyi surely already grasped some of our details!" After that guy left, Chen Yongren muttered.

"That's why he wants to catch us off guard, not giving us even a minute to catch our breath."

"But he didn't anticipate that the situation in Songhu had already exceeded his expectations, forcing him to reveal his whereabouts!"

"But I don't understand: you said he had been in Manchuria all along—where does he get the nerve to come to Songhu to investigate us, what evidence could he possibly have?"

"Uncle Fujiwara, I recall you said you'd split the money—did you?"

Chen Yongren deliberately guided Fujiwara Chota, watching his reaction closely while speaking.

Indeed.

Hearing this, the old devil Fujiwara's expression became somewhat unnatural, his old face darkened, and he nodded.

Then.

He seemed to think of something else, looked at Chen Yongren, and asked probing.

"Is there a mole?"

"Besides that, I can't think of any other possibility." Chen Yongren muttered.

"If there's a mole tipping him off, and even that mole already has some evidence in hand, we absolutely cannot let them meet."

"We must find this mole before Gao Tianlongyi arrives in Songhu."

For Chen Yongren, there's nothing simpler than this.

But we not only need to get the job done, we also need to make this old devil feel that we've put in considerable effort and gone to great trouble.

This matter also counts as us weathering the storm together with Fujiwara Chota; if handled well, it could further deepen our relationship.

Gao Tianlongyi, that son of a bitch, being able to make Fujiwara Chota wary means he's certainly no simple character; protecting Fujiwara Chota is protecting ourselves!

While speaking, Chen Yongren was also seriously discerning the thoughts of those around him.

The communications department is only about 200 meters from Fujiwara Chota's office; for his heightened perception, it's hardly anything.

Generally, Chen Yongren will subconsciously filter out thoughts unrelated to himself.

Otherwise, facing so many people each day, having to listen carefully to everyone's thoughts would surely exhaust him to death.

Chen Yongren carefully searched for some thoughts.

Indeed.

'Baka yarou, things have been really chaotic lately.'

'How could so many things happen? Where the hell is that damned weasel hiding?'

'Director Gao is about to arrive in Songhu; Fujiwara this worm is doomed.'

'The appearance of such a person in the intelligence department is simply disgraceful, and getting so close to a Chinaman—no conscience left.'

'I've already gathered all his criminal evidence; just waiting for Director Gao to appear, then I'll report all this information to him!'

'Then I'll also count together the crime of him colluding with Chen Yongren to kill Rain Palace and people!'

……

Hearing these thoughts, Chen Yongren's heart stirred.

Damn it.

Still want to settle scores with me? Wait, I'll drag you out first and settle the score!

"Chen Sang, you're absolutely right." Fujiwara Chota stroked his chin: "If we want to stay in contact at all times, we can only use the radio!"

"Radio..."

"Communications department!"

"The mole will definitely send a report to Gao Tianlongyi, informing him of the recent situation."

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Chota wanted to pick up the phone.

Before he could even dial, Chen Yongren pressed down on the phone: "Uncle Fujiwara, the telegrams we send out—if not ten thousand, at least eight thousand—who has time to bother with scrutiny?"

Besides, since the insider works in the Signals Office, they definitely have a way to hide their telegram traffic.

"What can we do?" Fujiwara Kinta frowned: "That bastard Takada Ryuichi is about to reach Songhu; we can't just let the mole pass the information to him!"

By then, not only will you be in trouble, I won't even be able to protect myself.

This damn bastard, I even split the money with him, and now he's turned into direct evidence of my corruption and bribery.

Chen Sang, don't waste time—we need to do something.

Give me the phone, quick!

Chen Yongren, however, said: "Since the insider is using the radio, this person must be working in the Signals Office."

Takada Ryuichi is about to reach Songhu; as a Takada man, he will certainly stay on duty.

First, send personnel to secure the Signals Office, but don't block transmissions; keep the insider's comms normal so Takada Ryuichi won't suspect anything.

Then have them send all the telegrams received in the past seven days to the office!

Quickly find the problematic telegrams and take care of that insider before Takada Ryuichi reaches Songhu!

"Alright, let's do it your way!" Fujiwara Kinta gave a heavy nod.

First, send the military police to stand guard, keep watch around the communications office, and also dispatch personnel to deliver the telegrams.

Although there A Ren't many reply telegrams, they fill two large boxes—at least two or three thousand copies.

"No delay, Chief Fujiwara—we should first find the problematic telegrams!" Chen Yongren said without further ado.

With Chen Yongren's memory, he can easily read at lightning speed.

But he was still carefully examining the telegrams, at times furrowing his brow, at times lightly touching his wound, occasionally gasping, appearing as if it were a difficult task.

Takada Ryuichi won't be arriving anytime soon; first, let's worry about this old ghost.

Chen Sang, are you really alright? Why don't you take a break? Fujiwara Kinta said.

Chen Yongren waved his hand lightly: "It's fine, Chief Fujiwara—the overall situation is paramount; these minor wounds are nothing to me."