Chapter 5: Remind Lin Dayou

An adopted son of a section chief?

No wonder Zhao Siyuan, despite his young age, could be promoted to lieutenant; it turns out he has such a background.

What Lu Xun said is indeed correct.

In the world, there are only mistaken names, no mistaken nicknames.

The nickname Young Master Zhao truly lives up to its reputation.

"Don't look down on him just because he's young; this Young Master Zhao's tactics are even more ruthless than his father's." Lin Dayou also said: "Once he sets his sights on you, he'll cling to you and never let go."

"Although Young Master Zhao has only been in the Counter-espionage Group for a few months, the number of people who have fallen into his hands is no less than eighty, if not a hundred."

Even if Lin Dayou didn't say it, Chen Yongren already knew that Zhao Siyuan was a tough character.

Jinling Mayor Ma Junchao's promotional activities often start with newspaper previews several days in advance, and ordinary people would never suspect internal problems.

But Zhao Siyuan can immediately consider this point, which shows his quick thinking; his ability is absolutely not commensurate with his age.

Chen Yongren quickly realized Zhao Siyuan's potential threat.

In his previous life, as a loyal and red‑blooded special duty group leader, he naturally wanted to make contact with his own people through the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Once he successfully contacts the organization, this Young Master Zhao will become his biggest threat!

Chen Yongren pretended not to know and asked curiously: "Section Leader, why did this Young Master Zhao, instead of doing counter‑espionage work in the Party Affairs Department, come here?"

"Never mind what he's up to; anyway, there's nothing good about it, and even if there is, it's nothing to do with us." Lin Dayou also said: "Our top priority now is to catch the remaining Japanese spies!"

Seeing that Lin Dayou didn't want to say more, Chen Yongren didn't dare to ask further.

Lin Dayou quickly assembled Action Team One, first going to Celebrating Abundance Building to meet with Zhang Haifeng and his group, then proceeding toward Beihua Street No. 24.

Sitting in the truck, the team members looked excited, especially Lin Dayou.

Within a day, they uncovered a Japanese spy squad hiding in Jinling and thwarted their plot to assassinate the mayor.

In the past, one wouldn't even dare to think of such a thing.

The more Lin Dayou looked at Chen Yongren, the more pleasing he found him.

This kid is truly a lucky charm!

Chen Yongren, however, was thinking about how to cleverly make Lin Dayou realize that Wang Sai Fei's arrest was part of a conspiracy.

This matter certainly couldn't be stated directly.

Leaving aside how Chen Yongren knows, the Nationalist Government intended to hold an internal meeting.

Even how he knew that the Black Dog Spy Squad was a bait couldn't be reasonably explained.

Therefore, they had to find a way to make Lin Dayou think in terms of a conspiracy.

No.

It should be called a Yang plot.

Because the Japanese spies used genuine intelligence to carry out deception.

When a Japanese spy squad is wiped out, following inertia of thought, people will subconsciously think that...

To avoid greater losses, other spy squads lurking in Jinling will temporarily cease all activities.

The Military Intelligence Bureau responsible for spy hunts will certainly also let its guard down.

When that internal meeting proceeds smoothly, the lurking Japanese spy squad will launch another sudden attack.

Sure enough.

Lin Dayou said: "After this capture operation ends, I'll treat the brothers to a meal to celebrate properly!"

"The little Japanese lost a spy squad; for safety, other spies will definitely also temporarily cease activities."

"Everyone has worked hard during this period; it's perfect to give everyone rotating time off!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere inside the truck instantly became lively.

They're all the type who have their lives on the line; who wouldn't want a break to improve their mood?

But if you let your guard down here, the little Japanese will suddenly bite you—Chen Yongren muttered to himself.

Suddenly.

Chen Yongren realized a key problem.

Photo.

The photo of Du Bian Jun's briefcase appeared far too deliberately.

If the Japanese really intended to assassinate, with such a clear target as the Jinling mayor, would there be any need to leave so many photos?

He seemed to deliberately leave the photos to point people toward the Jinling mayor, thereby overlooking another matter.

"Section Leader, I have something I don't understand; please clarify!" Having thought of this, Chen Yongren immediately looked at Chen Yongren and said.

"Speak." Lin Dayou was in a great mood.

As a superior, Lin Dayou loved to clarify things for his subordinates.

If his subordinates had no doubts, how could he show off his talent?

Chen Yongren previously served as a soldier in the army, having never studied professional spy knowledge; wanting to learn more is not excessive.

"How can a special agent guarantee that mission details won't leak if captured alive?" Chen Yongren asked.

Lin Dayou casually replied: "That's not simple—swallowing a gun to end it all, taking poison to die; they must never let the enemy capture them alive."

"As a qualified special agent, if truly captured alive by the enemy, one should not carry anything that could reveal one's identity and mission…"

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Dayou's brows slightly furrowed as he suddenly thought of something.

"Section Leader, what's wrong?" Chen Yongren asked.

Lin Dayou said: "I somehow feel that something's off."

"What's wrong?" Chen Yongren asked deliberately.

"Don't ask, anyway it's just off; first catch this Japanese spy, we'll talk about the rest later!" Lin Dayou's face showed a cold expression, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

Given such an obvious target, the mayor of Gold Hill, why would the Japanese spies take photos?

Also.

Even if they did take the photos, why didn't they destroy them beforehand, instead of putting them in the briefcase?

Doing this, it seems as if they're waiting for us to discover it.

What again is the purpose of the little devils doing this?

He must be hiding something!

Anyone who can be a section chief at the Military Intelligence Bureau is certainly not a pushover; a little guidance and they can spot the doubts therein.

Chen Yongren secretly sighed in his heart.

Since Lin Dayou began to suspect, Chen Yongren also stopped saying more.

At least before finding stronger evidence, it's not appropriate to speak more.

Soon.

Lin Dayou then led a team to North Hua Street.

When they arrived here, Shen Mingchen had already called to arrange nearby police, putting the streets under martial law in advance.

Seeing Lin Dayou in military uniform, a police officer wearing a police cap immediately ran over, stood at attention and saluted, saying: "Sir, we have already, following orders, placed this street under martial law!"

"The brothers have been watching; we've already prohibited anyone from entering or leaving, that deserter definitely can't escape."

Saying that, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Lin Dayou, however, had no mood to waste time with him, immediately reinforced personnel, strengthening control of the two alley entrances.

Because the buildings here are low and compact, Lin Dayou also arranged several team members to occupy the rooftops, minimizing the possibility of the target's escape to the greatest extent.

Soon after, he brought Chen Yongren and the remaining operation team members quietly to the gate of the residence where Xu Chen was, and gave a light wave.

Zhang Haifeng nodded, his body technique agile as he flipped over the courtyard wall, and soon opened the gate.

Everyone lightened their steps, filing in, arriving outside the room door. At Lin Dayou's signal, several team members stepped forward and kicked the door open with a mighty blow, rushing inside.

Chen Yongren immediately activated his Insight skill, searching together with the team members.

With so many people, the noise aside, it also serves as a basis for judging whether the Japanese spies are still inside the house.

"I want to make merit, I want to make merit!"

"Damn it, where the hell did the spy, the Japanese spy, die?"

"After the mission ends, I definitely want to go to Hundred Flowers Pavilion to have fun."

"Damn it, why would a Chinaman come here, how did I get exposed?"