svetikya Chapter 120 At any cost!
Chapter 120 At any cost!
Those in the know are aware that Huang has never been interested in espionage work, and is even more indifferent and distant towards Japanese intelligence agencies—but Doiyu is the only intelligence chief he specifically requested to meet.
This sense of dignity carries considerable weight.
But ultimately it's accountability, not a reward.
Upon hearing this, Yamamitsu Ichiji felt a surge of warmth in his heart and hurriedly asked, "What did Lickie say to you?"
Doi-Yuan's expression was grave: "It's still about the bombing of the Sugimoto Institute. That explosion killed a group of top domestic scholars and professors, and the impact was too great, which is why Tsunami personally intervened."
"He explicitly ordered: all of the Military Intelligence Bureau's forces in Shanghai must be eradicated, and an explanation must be given to the personnel of the Sugi Agency who died in the line of duty."
Yamamitsu Kazuji nodded heavily: "The destruction of the Sugi Agency has indeed caused a great shock; in addition, the newly appointed Special Higher Police Chief, Asano Hirofumi, was assassinated, leaving Shanghai's intelligence network riddled with holes."
"Now only General Ken Oshima is left to hold down the fort in Shanghai, struggling to keep things afloat."
"With such a huge mess, I reckon Ken Oshima will soon have to return to the mainland to report for duty and make a self-criticism."
Sigh... another one who'll have to go back to base camp looking utterly humiliated and write a self-criticism.
Ultimately, it was all Zhou Xiao's doing.
They've been forcing people to return to their home countries and face criticism time and again; that's really ruthless.
Tu Feiyuan shook his head and said, "Before the new Special Higher Police Chief and the Military Police Commander take office, Oshima Ken will never leave Shanghai—if he leaves, the entire intelligence system of Shanghai will be paralyzed."
"For now, we can only rely on him to hold things off for a while."
Neither Yamamitsu Ichiji nor Doiyuu had expected that Oshima Ken was already dead.
As the two were talking, the communications adjutant rushed into the office, stood at attention, saluted, and said in a tense voice, "Reporting to the chief! We just received an urgent telegram from Shanghai!"
Urgent telegram from Shanghai?
Yamamitsu Ichiji's heart sank suddenly.
Lately, whenever he sees the words "Shanghai" or "urgent telegram," his scalp tingles—every time, it's been a tragedy or a catastrophe.
"Read the telegram quickly!"
"Urgent telegram from Shanghai: General Ken Oshima, commander of the military police, was ambushed by a sniper at the Sugihara headquarters this morning and died on the spot."
"What?! General Oshima... also died in battle?!"
Yamamitsu Ichiji and Doi Madoka both paled, their eyes fixed on their adjutant, so shocked they were almost speechless.
Ken Oshima is dead?
Just a moment ago we were saying "it was all thanks to him that the situation was stabilized", and now he's gone?
Who can we rely on now?
Only one word popped into their minds: It's over!
This was practically a "welcome gift" that Zhou Xiao specially gave to Tu Feiyuan on his way back to work...
Yamamitsu Kazuji snatched the telegram and quickly scanned it.
The entire process of Oshima Ken's attack was written in black and white: time, location, ballistic trajectory, traces at the scene... so clear it was breathtaking.
After reading it, he silently handed the telegram to Tu Feiyuan.
Doi-man raised his hand to lightly block, but didn't catch it. He just stared into the void and muttered, "I didn't expect... even General Oshima couldn't dodge it."
It is worth mentioning that Kenjiro Oshima became the first general in the Japanese intelligence system to die in battle—although he only held the rank of major general, he was a general in name and in fact.
Yamamitsu Ichiji's astonishment quickly turned to rage. He slammed his hand on the table, making a teacup jump. "The anti-Japanese forces in Shanghai are too rampant! They're audacious and arrogant! We must make an example of them to deter others and stop this evil trend!"
He had just assassinated the newly appointed head of the Special Higher Police Section, and a few days later, he sniped the commander of the military police in the street—this was no provocation, it was a slap in the face, one after another, aimed directly at his face!
anger!
fury!
Outrageous!
The two men's faces were ashen, their brows furrowed in a deep knot.
Tu Feiyuan remained silent, but his whole being was like a red-hot iron ingot, calm on the surface but burning hot and ready to crack inside.
Yamamitsu Ichiji stood still and didn't say anything more—he could tell that saying anything at this moment would be superfluous.
Anyone would be driven mad by losing three key generals in a row.
After a long silence, the chubby-faced man finally spoke, his voice low but each word uttered with gritted teeth: "Investigate! Dig three feet into the ground to find the Kuomintang's mole planted in the Shanghai intelligence agency—at all costs!"
"Investigate further! Uncover every suspicious lead—at all costs!"
He didn't yell, but his eyes were bloodshot, his pupils filled with burning rage, as if he were about to unleash flames at any moment.
I received this "generous gift" as soon as I stepped into the government office.
With Kenichi Oshima's death, Shanghai has completely lost its backbone.
The plan to have him temporarily serve as the head of the Special Higher Police Section completely failed.
Looking at the nearly exploding Doi-man, Yamamitsu Ichiji asked in a low voice, "Chief, do you mean... there are Kuomintang agents among the high-ranking members of the Shanghai Special Agent Agency?"
Doi-Yuan: "The location of the Sugi Agency headquarters, as well as Asano Hirofumi's daily movements, are all top-secret intelligence. Since the other side can accurately grasp this information, it means that they must have an informant planted within our ranks."
The Japanese soldiers weren't stupid, especially the veteran spies; they were all incredibly shrewd.
If information of this caliber could be so thoroughly uncovered, the problem can only lie with the higher-ups in the Sugi Agency—there must be a mole within.
Yamamitsu Ichiji: "Chief, are we already suspected?"
Tu Feiyuan slowly shook his head: "Not yet."
The person who knew the whole story best was Ken Oshima. It was only after a series of coincidences occurred at the same time that he suddenly became alert.
If he were alive, he would most likely point the finger at Zhou Xiao.
Unfortunately, he was shot and killed by a sniper on his way to the headquarters of the Sugi Agency, without even a chance to report, let alone organize clues or leave any words.
Once a person dies, all doubts, inferences, and temporal connections vanish into thin air. Even if Doiyu wanted to investigate, he wouldn't know where to begin.
"Investigate thoroughly!" the chubby-faced man said decisively. "Even if it means uncovering all the spies we've planted in Chongqing for years, we must dig out every last traitor lurking in Shanghai!"
"Without finding this mole, no matter how many loopholes we try to plug, it's just scratching the surface."
Yamamitsu Ichiji: "Yes, I'll take care of it right away."
The hidden forces in the mountain city are Tu Feiyuan's trump card—they have long been infiltrated into various key departments in the area, just waiting for a crucial moment to exert their power.
The attack on the Sugimoto has alarmed the higher-ups. No one can cover it up without an explanation.
Of course, once this group of people is put into use, the risk of their identities being exposed is extremely high, which means they are useless after being used only once.
But right now, Tu Feiyuan can't care about that anymore.
"In addition, immediately transfer all the files of personnel at the section chief level and above from all the intelligence agencies in Shanghai."
"Yes!" Yamamitsu Kazuji paused for a moment, then said, "Chief, now that the heads of the Special Higher Police and the Military Police in Shanghai have both been killed, we urgently need to appoint new people to take over. Otherwise, the situation will only get more and more out of control."
This is indeed tricky.
With both major institutions simultaneously leaderless, their daily operations have virtually come to a standstill.
The anti-Japanese forces in Shanghai were already very active, and now they are thriving even more.
It is no easy task to parachute in two top officials at the same time—they must be reliable, able to maintain order, and able to withstand scrutiny.
Doi-man rubbed his temples, his brows furrowed, and looked up at Yamamitsu Ichiji: "Yamamitsu-kun, do you have someone in mind?"
Yamamitsu Ichiji shook his head slightly: "The selection process is still underway."
The Special Higher Police have lost three section chiefs in succession, so the selection of a new person must be extremely careful.
Otherwise, he might follow in the footsteps of his predecessors as soon as he takes office.
Doiyuu: "First, send over the list of all the current heads of intelligence agencies."
"Yes!" Yamamitsu Ichiji withdrew, and soon after, handed a thick stack of documents to the desk.
The fact that the undercover agent had access to such core secrets indicates that he held a high position, at least a section chief or higher-level official with real power.
Tu Feiyuan flipped through the pages, his gaze sweeping over each resume before finally settling on Zhou Xiao's file.
"Zhou Xiao, codenamed 'Shadow,' had long been an undercover agent in the Jinling Military and Political Association, providing us with a wealth of crucial intelligence. After his identity was exposed, he returned to Shanghai and was personally appointed as the head of the intelligence department by Section Chief Aoki Takeshige..."