novelAbuy Chapter 2030 Special Agent Headquarters Intelligence Department
Chapter 2030 Special Agent Headquarters Intelligence Department
Chapter 2030 Special Agent Headquarters Intelligence Department
“Yes.” Liu Xia nodded. “Okamoto Seitajin’s subordinates will officially join the Special Agent Headquarters.”
She told Cheng Qianfan, "Of course, these people are different from the Chinese agents at the Secret Service headquarters. They are generally not responsible for or involved in collective actions or affairs; their role is more about surveillance."
"I understand." Cheng Qianfan nodded, then asked Liu Xia, "Do you know exactly which department Okamoto Seitajin is in charge of?"
“According to the original plan, as far as I know, Seitajin Okamoto would be in charge of the telecommunications department, the archives, and the military advisory office,” Liu Xia said.
"I understand." Cheng Qianfan nodded. "The main approach is still to exert control."
He said to Liu Xia, “In that case, the Special Agent Headquarters will be divided into three factions: Xiong Changhua, who is supported by Zhou Liang; Wan Haiyang, who is ostensibly Madam Wang but is actually more controlled by the military police; and Okamoto Seitajin of the military police.”
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"Yes." Liu Xia nodded.
"What about the Special Higher Police?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and asked immediately.
"Special Higher Police?" Liu Xia frowned.
“Based on what I know, the Shanghai Special Higher Police are secretly supporting Dong Zhengguo…” Cheng Qianfan said.
"Dong Zhengguo?" Liu Xia pondered. She wasn't surprised that Cheng Qianfan was able to obtain information about the Shanghai Special Higher Police. It was no secret that Cheng Qianfan and Araki Harima of the Shanghai Special Higher Police were good friends.
“Perhaps Dong Zhengguo did not take any substantial action, at least that’s the information I have,” Liu Xia continued. “Or rather, Dong Zhengguo gave up when faced with difficulties.”
"Give up when faced with difficulties?" Cheng Qianfan pondered, unsure if the situation was as Liu Xia had guessed.
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"One last question," Cheng Qianfan said seriously, "Given the current complex situation at the Special Agent Headquarters, what can I do? And what should I do?"
“Intelligence Department,” Liu Xia said, looking at Cheng Qianfan. “Xiong Changhua got the Operations Department and the Jiangsu Provincial Station; Wan Haiyang got the Interrogation Department and the Nanjing District; Okamoto Seitajin got the Telecommunications Section, the Archives, and the Military Advisory Office.”
She said to Cheng Qianfan, "In addition, the intelligence department has always been the most important department, so it has always been the focus of the three parties' struggle."
“Under these circumstances, our goal is to take down the intelligence department,” Liu Xia said.
“That’s impossible.” Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and shook his head decisively. “Whether it’s Xiong Changhua, Wan Haiyang, or Okamoto Seitajin, they will not allow us to interfere with the intelligence department.”
Seeing that Liu Xia was about to speak, Cheng Qianfan waved his hand directly, "Sister Xia, I know what you're going to say. You must be going to say that we have Mr. Wang's support and the Secretary-General's support, so all three parties have to give us face and we have a chance to take down the intelligence department."
“I admit that makes sense, but…” Cheng Qianfan said seriously, “but you have to understand, I have absolutely no connections at the Special Agent Headquarters. Special agent organizations place extreme emphasis on professionalism and their core members. Under these circumstances, it’s impossible for an outsider like me to…”
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“It’s precisely because you’re an outsider, Fan Di,” Liu Xia said with a smile as she looked at Cheng Qianfan. “It’s because you have no connections on Jessfield Road that they allowed us to take over the intelligence department.”
Cheng Qianfan fell silent, staring at Liu Xia as he fell into deep thought.
He understood what Liu Xia meant.
For the Secret Service, the Intelligence Division is absolutely the most important department.
Whether it was Xiong Changhua, Wan Haiyang, or Okamoto Seitajin, they all hoped to bring the intelligence department under their control.
In this tripartite balance of power, he, an outsider—more specifically, an outsider with no powerful background within the intelligence headquarters—became a candidate acceptable to all parties.
“I understand what you mean, Sister Xia, and I admit it makes sense,” Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression. “However, I also understand how difficult this matter is.”
He told Liu Xia, "We're short-handed. Even if I take up a post at the Special Agent Headquarters, life won't be easy."
“You’re short of men and generals, but you, ‘General Manager Cheng,’ aren’t without your old subordinates either,” Liu Xia said.
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“Okay, since Sister Xia has said so,” Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and said, “I will make a list and transfer people from the SWAT team.”
"Okay," Liu Xia nodded. "You can submit a report."
“In addition, I will recruit a group of people…” Cheng Qianfan said.
“Okay,” Liu Xia said.
“I haven’t said anything yet,” Cheng Qianfan said.
“Your requests can all be met,” Liu Xia said, her expression serious as she addressed Cheng Qianfan. “Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, and the Secretary-General have only one request: the Special Agent Headquarters needs to have its own voice and personnel ready to obey orders at any time.”
“I understand.” Cheng Qianfan nodded deeply and said to Liu Xia, “I know what to do.”
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Secret Service Headquarters.
76 Jessfield Road.
Wan Haiyang's office.
Zhao Chaoyang came in and reported to Wan Haiyang, "Director, Boss Tong has arrived."
"Please let him in," Wan Haiyang said, then hesitated, "Wait a moment."
"Senior." Zhao Chaoyang looked at Wan Haiyang.
“Take him to meeting room number three and let Brother Meng talk to him,” Wan Haiyang said thoughtfully.
“This…” Zhao Chaoyang hesitated.
“Do as I say,” Wan Haiyang said. “Brother Meng can represent me fully.”
"Yes."
"No one is allowed to disturb Brother Meng and Tong Haochuan while they are talking. Keep an eye on things from outside," Wan Haiyang said.
"Understood." Zhao Chaoyang nodded.
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Tong Haochuan was wearing a baseball cap and a long robe. After entering, he took off the baseball cap and politely bowed to Wan Haiyang, saying, "Director Meng, I apologize for disturbing you."
"Boss Tong." Meng Dajun looked Tong Haochuan up and down with a dark face. "I'm already being lenient by not sending anyone to arrest you. I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my doorstep."
"What did Director Meng mean by that?" Tong Haochuan looked bewildered. "I have always been a law-abiding citizen, an honest and law-abiding citizen."
"Given to law-abiding citizens who are part of the Red Party?" Meng Dajun sneered. He questioned Tong Haochuan, "Does Boss Tong know how many Red Party members my Special Agent Headquarters has executed?"
“But I’m not a member of the Communist Party,” Tong Haochuan said with a wry smile. “Director Meng, I’m just a messenger.”
"Just a messenger?" Meng Dajun stared into Tong Haochuan's eyes.
"To deliver a message." Tong Haochuan nodded vigorously.
"Alright, what message did the Red Party want you to deliver?" Meng Dajun asked with a gloomy expression.
“We’ve already spoken with Director Meng,” Tong Haochuan said. “They want to do a big deal with Director Meng.”
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"One thousand silver dollars, not a penny less," Meng Dajun said coldly.
"Director Meng, you know that the Red Party members are all poor; they can't come up with that much money," Tong Haochuan said with a wry smile.
"How much can they contribute?" Meng Dajun asked, frowning.
"Four hundred silver dollars per person." Tong Haochuan held up four fingers.
“Impossible, that’s too little.” Meng Dajun shook his head. “At least nine hundred silver dollars.”
"Four hundred and twenty."
Meng Dajun snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied that Tong Haochuan had only increased the amount by twenty silver dollars.
"Director Meng, let me be frank, the amount they're sticking to is a maximum of five hundred silver dollars," Tong Haochuan said. "You know how poor the Red Party is. To put it simply, five hundred silver dollars is an absolute drain on their resources for them."
He said to Meng Dajun, "If they hadn't been able to offer five hundred silver dollars, I wouldn't have dared to be the middleman."
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"Five hundred?" Meng Dajun was still not convinced. He stared at Tong Haochuan and asked, "Boss Tong, you must have taken a lot of cut in the process, right?"
"Heaven and earth bear witness," Tong Haochuan immediately protested, "I was just a middleman, and it was for free. I didn't even get a penny for being a middleman."
"Boss Tong," Meng Dajun sneered, "a free middleman? Do you think I believe that?"
Tong Haochuan's expression changed repeatedly.
"Boss Tong, doing things for the Red Party is a capital offense," Meng Dajun threatened with a sneer.
Tong Haochuan hesitated for a moment, but seeing Meng Dajun's gloomy face, he finally dared not hide it any longer and said, "They agreed that after I make this trip and finalize this deal, they can let me take the goods first."
"Get goods?" Meng Dajun was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "What goods?"
"Take, take the cigarettes," Tong Haochuan had no choice but to tell the truth.
"Cigarettes?" Meng Dajun frowned in thought, then his eyes lit up and he immediately asked, "Is it Pegasus cigarettes?"
“Yes, it’s Pegasus.” Tong Haochuan nodded.
"Wait a moment." Meng Dajun suddenly stood up and said, "I'll be right back. You stay here and don't leave this room."
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Wan Haiyang's office.
"Five hundred silver dollars?" Wan Haiyang frowned. "No more than that?"
“It seems that five hundred is the highest price they offered.” Meng Dajun shook his head and said, “As you know, Chief, the Red Party members are all penniless.”
He said to Wan Haiyang, "To be honest, I didn't expect the Red Party to be willing to pay 500 silver dollars. It shows that the Red Party is really sincere about doing this business."
"This isn't sincerity; it's that they know the opportunity won't come again," Wan Haiyang scoffed.
The Red Party came directly to our door, offering to pay money to buy off members who had been arrested—something unimaginable before.
In other words, Li Cuiqun is dead, and the Special Agent Headquarters is in chaos. He arranged for a low-level henchman to deliberately leak information to the outside world, and the Red Party caught wind of it and came knocking.
"Five hundred silver dollars is still too little," Wan Haiyang said with a cold snort.
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When Li Cuiqun was still alive, there were precedents of the Red Party spending money to save people. These were all done in secret, and there were not many successful examples. According to the information he had, the price at that time ranged from six hundred to one thousand silver dollars for one person.
Not only were the prices high, but only those 'ordinary citizens' who lacked concrete evidence of being members of the Red Party were secretly traded.
"How much did that old bastard Tong Haochuan get?" Wan Haiyang suddenly asked. "That old guy is really bold, he's willing to risk his life for money."
“That old guy is smart.” This was exactly what Meng Dajun was waiting for, so he reported Tong Haochuan’s ‘deal’ with the Red Party to Wan Haiyang.
"Pegasus cigarettes?" Wan Haiyang's eyes lit up.
Soon after, Meng Dajun returned and continued negotiating with Tong Haochuan.
“Five hundred silver dollars per person, that’s fine,” Meng Dajun said to Tong Haochuan. “However, we have one condition.”
"What are the conditions?" Tong Haochuan asked immediately.
"Half silver dollars, and for the other half, we don't want money, we want cigarettes," Meng Dajun said.
"Pegasus?" Tong Haochuan swallowed hard and asked.
“Of course.” Meng Dajun glared at Tong Haochuan. “Pegasus cigarettes.”
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"I can't make that decision," Tong Haochuan quickly said. "You know how popular Pegasus cigarettes are right now, Director Meng. I don't know if they're willing to buy them, or if they even have that much stock."
"We don't care about that," Meng Dajun sneered. "We'll use Pegasus cigarettes to exchange for prisoners."
He said to Tong Haochuan, "Let me be frank, this deal can only be done in the next few days. Once it's gone, it won't be another chance."
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That night.
A mysterious guest secretly arrived at Wan Haiyang's home.
“Brother Wan, your price is a bit too high,” Kang Zhishang said, frowning as he looked at Wan Haiyang.
“Mr. Kang,” Wan Haiyang said with a forced smile, “Is it a lot? Not really, 1,200 silver dollars per person. Putting everything else aside, these are all elites of the Party and the State. This price is a sure profit.”
“Brother Wan, a little less.” Kang Zhishang said sincerely, “Brother, if you earn a little less, not only will Boss Dai in Chongqing appreciate your kindness, but the Chairman will also remember your contributions.”
“Mr. Kang, I finally understand the difference between Chongqing and Yanzhou,” Wan Haiyang suddenly said.
"Brother Wan, you can't say things like that!" Kang Zhishang's expression immediately changed.
“The Red Party has also sent people,” Wan Haiyang said. “Do you know how much they’re offering?”
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"How much?" Kang Zhishang asked, frowning.
"One thousand silver dollars per person," Wan Haiyang said.
“Impossible.” Kang Zhishang shook his head decisively. “How could they possibly be that rich?”
"They didn't have much money, but the Communist Party was willing to spend it; they would sell their possessions to save people," Wan Haiyang said with emotion.
As he spoke, he gave Kang Zhishang a meaningful look.
“Seven hundred silver dollars,” Kang Zhishang said.
"At least a thousand silver dollars." Wan Haiyang shook his head and said, "Chongqing can't be poorer than those poor Red Party members, can it?"
“Fine.” Kang Zhishang gritted his teeth and said, “However, I have one condition.”
“Mr. Kang, please speak,” Wan Haiyang said.
“We absolutely cannot let the Red Party go,” Kang Zhishang said with a serious expression.
“Okay,” Wan Haiyang said immediately, “but you’ll have to add another hundred silver dollars.”
“No problem.” Kang Zhishang was surprised that Wan Haiyang agreed so readily. He paused for a moment, then said happily, “Brother Wan is so straightforward. I will put in a good word for you with Boss Dai.”
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After Kang Zhishang left, Meng Dajun quickly asked, "Chief, are you really not doing business with the Red Party anymore?"
"Who said we're not doing it anymore?" Wan Haiyang chuckled. "It's a fool not to make money when you can."
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Meanwhile, Kang Zhishang returned to his apartment.
"Special Envoy." A subordinate quickly came forward.
“It’s done,” Kang Zhishang said.
"It's done? That's great!"
“Send a message to Chongqing,” Kang Zhishang said, rubbing his hands together. “Tell them that after I personally intervened, appealing to their emotions and reasoning, I finally persuaded Wan Haiyang…”
“Wan Haiyang initially asked for 3,000 silver dollars per person. I went through a lot of trouble and finally reached an agreement with Wan Haiyang on a price of 2,100 silver dollars per person,” Kang Zhishang said. “This is a golden opportunity. We need to have someone from Chongqing send the money over as soon as possible.”
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