The office area of ​​the Harbin Police Department is extremely quiet. In a room with the special operations team written, four or five spies are flipping through the files.

According to Gao Bin's order, staff from all important agencies outside the city must undergo background review, and data review is the easiest and most important task.

So a large number of documents were sent to the secret service department, which not only contained personnel files, but also daily performances of these people, even monitoring, surveillance records and relatives and friends.

In the Northeast, Japanese and Manchukuo surveillance are everywhere, and even traitors who work hard for them are not trusted.

These spies are censoring others, and perhaps someone next door is censoring them. This highly distrustful means of rule exposes the guilt and harshness of Manchukuo.

After collecting information from multiple departments, the review office was filled with piles of documents. From time to time, someone took away old documents and took out new documents from a pile of documents that were half a person tall and placed on the table.

I don't know how long it took, a traitor in charge of the review stopped flipping the files, walked to the table near the window, and handed the files in his hand to the middle-aged man behind the table.

"Correspondent Zhou, I think this person needs to be investigated in depth."

The chief Zhou of this person picked up the file and looked up and wondered: "Where is suspicious?"

"The target is the officer of the Union Council, but he said anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese remarks in a phone conversation with his friend. Look, it's recorded here." The man pointed at a certain monitoring record.

Zhou's stockholder's eyes were slightly changed and he saw this sentence: The food supply at the end of the month has decreased again, and life is getting harder and harder.

The reporter smiled and said, "He is dissatisfied with His Majesty and the Empire. People like this should be caught in the Police Department for a good trial."

Chief Zhou also smiled, tapped his fingers on the file a few times, and agreed to the other party's opinion: "Then check it, but you have to pay attention to the method, after all, they are from the Union Council."

The Union Council is affiliated with the Kwantung Army, and most of its members are political officials of the Japanese and Manchu military and local gentry. Their main task is to suppress anti-Japanese forces and are very influential in Manchukuo.

The person who reported the report did not care, and a trace of disdain flashed across his dark face. The Union Society is powerful, but it depends on who to compare with.

Compared with ordinary policemen, those people are indeed very good at it. If they were to spy Kobe, the Union Council would not have the capital to say no.

Chief Zhou watched the other party return to his seat, glanced at the other people, got up and poured himself a cup of hot water. At this time, a flat-headed man walked in from outside the door.

"Lao Zhou, go to Madier to have two drinks tonight?" The flat-headed man took off his leather gloves and put his arm on the pile of documents and asked casually.

"I won't go anymore. You don't know the temper of my family." Mr. Zhou showed helplessness and his eyes flashed across the inside page of the file that the flat-headed man accidentally opened.

Su Qiwen.

The third flight team pilot.

Relative Su Qiwu, death, cause of death.........

Chief Zhou paused in his voice and asked: "Are you here to convey Chief Gao's new order?"

The flat-headed man who was about to bow his head looked around and was sure that everyone else was working. He immediately approached the chief of the Zhou stockholder and revealed in a low voice.

"There is no new order, and Chief Gao is still searching for anti-Japanese elements outside the city. I think this matter is unavailable. The Military Control Commission is not a fool. Okay, I will leave if you don't have time. Your man is not easy to mess with."

After teasing, the flat-headed man turned around and left. Chief Zhou used his light to observe the room and found that no one noticed him. He quickly put Su Qiwen's file in several files and returned to his seat to sit down.

At night, the veteran spy got off work consciously, and there was only one new man left in the room working hard.

Chief Zhou put on gloves and walked out with a briefcase. When he passed by the newcomer, he stopped and said with concern: "Go back early, there is no end to work."

While speaking, he blocked the newcomer's view with his body and threw Su Qiwen's files hidden behind the briefcase into the pile of documents that had been reviewed.

"Thank you, Chief of Stockholders." The newcomer was moved and watched the kind Chief of Stockholders walk out of the office.

Hallwat Street.

The dim street lights illuminated the road surface and snow. The captain Zhou in the driver's seat glanced at the rearview mirror and recalled the information points in Su Qiwen's information in his mind.

In the suburbs of the city, Wanggang Airport, the third flight team, the elder brother died at the hands of the Japanese.

If Gao Bin's speculation is correct, if there is indeed a military mole hiding in an important agency outside the city, then Su Qiwen is very suspicious.

It is precisely because of this that Chief Zhou took the risk of changing files to protect Su Qiwen. It was impulsive to do so, but it was worth it.

No matter who Su Qiwen is, as long as he is anti-Japanese or patriotic, he needs to protect the other party, even if all this comes from his speculation.

The car drove into the alley and merged into the darkness. Harbin was brightly lit and lively under the night sky, but the third flight team was stationed in silence. Teams of Japanese soldiers were walking around Wanggang Airport with the 38th hood.

In the pilot's dormitory, Su Qiwen didn't know that he was almost exposed. This was the intelligence operation. No matter how well the plan was, there would be accidents.

Lying on the hard bed and looking at the dark roof, the discussions of other pilots rang in his ears.

"I've heard that the Japanese have taken away our files. I don't think it will take long to arrest people."

"Catch people? Why do they catch people!"

"Yes, we have all become traitors, what else do the Japanese want to do?"

The discussion was filled with complaints and complaints. In the third flight team, these pilots were just doing one day for monks and hitting the bell for one day, and they didn't believe in the silence of the sun mites.

Even if they are forced to take off, they will be lazy as they can, and even deliberately help the anti-Japanese team hide their whereabouts. When the Japanese ask, they say that anti-Japanese elements have already escaped into the dense forest and have a poor vision of reconnaissance.

The reason why pilots have this behavior is that in addition to their higher education and understanding of the concept of a country and nation, the more important thing is that the Japanese oppression is too much.

For example, Japanese instructors often punish pseudo Manchukuo pilots, and there is no reason to punish them. It feels really uncomfortable to hit a wooden stick with a thick arm on his body.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Su Qiwen was shocked when he heard that his file had been transferred, and he inevitably panicked for a moment, but he quickly recovered from calmness and took out a few bills and handed them to his friend in the bed next door.

"Old Li, when you go to the market tomorrow, you buy a roast chicken for me and ask Chen Ji Restaurant. If you mention my name to the boss, he knows my taste."

"Yeah, please take care of it and you'll have something to eat when you come back." Old Li agreed happily. After collecting the money, he started chatting with the people next to him. He looked like a chatty person.

Su Qiwen breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Chen said that if there is an emergency, people can go to Chenji Restaurant to report the news.

The way of reporting the message is also very clever, without writing or passing messages. Just buy a roast chicken, which means he is in danger. This hidden agent connection method is a novel experience for Su Qiwen.

Suffering the excitement and tension in his heart, Su Qiwen slowly fell asleep until he was woken up by the loud wake-up call the next morning.

All the internal service of the puppet Manchukuo Army was copied from the Japanese Army. According to the "Infantry Practice" issued by the Japanese army in 1940, non-combat orders such as getting up, turning off the lights, chanting names, and starting meals were passed on.

After getting up, training, and having breakfast, Su Qiwen changed into his flight suit and came to the hangar, and circled around a Nakajima Ki-27 Type A fighter jet.

The Ki-27 fighter was a single-wing aircraft developed by the Japanese Army in the 1930s. Due to its rush to enter the war, it has many defects. This aircraft was seriously damaged in the battle with the Air Force of the Republic of China. If it were not for this, the Japanese would not be willing to hand it over to the Puppet Manchukuo Air Force for use.

After checking the fuselage and main components, Su Qiwen entered the cockpit with the help of the ground staff. After a strict inspection procedure, he waved to the Japanese instructor and instructor outside through the glass.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly looked at an area at the end of the airport, where six green painted planes were parked, surrounded by a layer of barbed wire.

On the apron, the instructor who was left with Rendanhu asked the instructor for his opinion. Seeing that the other party did not object, he issued an order to allow him to take off.

In the third flight team, the puppet Manchurian pilots have no freedom, and all flight activities must be approved by the Japanese, so surveillance is naturally essential.

On the runway, the Ki-27 fighter was driving faster and faster. Su Qiwen pulled the joystick and skillfully drove the plane into the air. Then he used his experience and ground reference objects to fly towards the predetermined airspace.

Sandaogouzi.

A group of "floating" strands were lying in the forest by the roadside, staring at the dirt road outside. On the road, several trucks and ox carts occasionally passed by, making the already muddy road even more difficult.

After waiting for a long time, Zhen Sanjiang rubbed his head with the barrel of the waffle gun, and turned to ask Ruilin wearing a white sea dragon hat.

"Brother Ruilin, where did you find out about the gold mine transportation route? Our brothers have also made the idea of ​​Sandaogouzi gold mine before, but unfortunately they didn't work."

Zhen Sanjiang seemed to be just curious, but his eyes that were hiding their thief could not deceive people. He was aiming at Ruilin's news channels, and it was also a benefit that could be taken solely, so why should he share it with others?

Ruilin looked at Zhen Sanjiang indifferently and said calmly: "The boss has a snake road, and a rat road. There are some things you don't need to ask too much. This is just the first time to cooperate. As long as you have the courage to make a fortune, let alone gold mines, I can find them even if the construction drawings of the Japanese Bank."

This sentence revealed a lot of information. Ruilin directly stated that Zhen Sanjiang was someone with a backstage. As for which backstage it was, let the other party guess.

Zhen Sanjiang's expression was less greedy and more flattery and eager. With reliable news channels, his good days were finally coming. No one could block his wealth. The government could not do it, nor did the Japanese.

Ruilin responded with a smile, and a little worried arose in his heart. The Military Control Commission is so well-informed, which is a good thing for the joint anti-Japanese war, but in the future, will they be able to deal with such an enemy? This question is worth pondering.
Chapter completed!