Genius Agent

Chapter 107 Important Intelligence

"Noodles, I'll have Chen Ming work at the police station first. Don't worry, I'll arrange something for you when the time is right."

Su Yuncheng noticed the noodles' confusion and offered to help, saying that the noodles had a good character and that he would entrust the future business matters to the noodles.

His business will be large-scale, and in terms of status and income, he will surpass Chen Ming in the future.

"Thank you, Teacher Su. I'm not in a hurry."

Noodles hurriedly replied, but lowered his head as he spoke. He was lying. Although he wasn't particularly anxious, he was still a little impatient.

More than anything, people felt envy.

"Teacher Su, you are like a second parent to me. I would like to toast you."

Chen Ming stood up excitedly, but his glass slipped from his hand and spilled a little. He quickly refilled it.

If the wine is not full, the heart is not sincere.

"You flatter me. Do a good job at the Central Police Station, and also take good care of those shoeshine guys who shine shoes with you."

Su Yuncheng smiled. Chen Ming's shoeshine wasn't very useful for him personally, but if the whole group could use it, it would be quite effective.

They are among the best intelligence agents.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Chen Ming was quite surprised. He didn't expect Mr. Su to ask him to take care of those friends from before. In fact, he would have done so even without Su Yuncheng's instructions.

"Don't drink too much. You have to report for duty tomorrow morning, so don't be unable to get up."

"Don't worry, I won't drink too much, I'll definitely be able to get up."

Chen Ming's current concern is not whether he can get up, but whether he will be able to sleep at night.

Becoming a police officer was something he had never dared to dream of before.

The next morning, Chen Ming arrived at the Central Police Station, having specially changed into his best clothes.

Unfortunately, even the best clothes have patches.

When Su Yuncheng arrived at the newspaper office, Huang Chuanming had already cleaned the office.

"Editor-in-chief, this is today's newspaper."

"Just leave it there for now. I'll go out for a bit and check it when I get back."

Su Yuncheng nodded. Today he was going to investigate Wang the tailor's situation and report the information to Muto Tomohiro as soon as possible.

As for Huang Chuanming, since he saw Mr. Meng at the scene, he would most likely know that something had happened to their people.

But they may not know who did it.

If they haven't found out yet, this is a good opportunity to let them know.

When Su Yuncheng arrived at the Mai Lan Police Station, Captain Yang and his team had just arrived.

"Editor-in-Chief Su, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing Su Yuncheng, Captain Yang was a little surprised, but greeted him with a smile. Su Yuncheng was a generous editor-in-chief, and the money he had given him earlier allowed them to have a good drink that night.

This is his lucky charm, so Captain Yang's attitude is naturally not bad.

"Has anyone claimed Wang the tailor's body?" Su Yuncheng asked.

"Yes, they received it. People from Shanzhuang came and took the body away."

Su Yuncheng was not surprised by this result. Wang the tailor had no relatives or friends, and whoever came to collect the body might be targeted.

Shanzhuang was a place that specifically helped collect such remains, and it is highly likely that the Communist Party found people to help with the placement.

"Captain Yang, would you like to speak with me alone?"

"OK."

Captain Yang's eyes lit up again. Su Yuncheng must have wanted to talk to him alone to find out what was going on.

If you want to know something, you have to pay for it.

Su Yuncheng spent more than an hour at the Mailan Police Station and gave away five silver dollars.

Not only did he chat with Captain Yang, but he also asked a few police officers and took a look at Wang the tailor's file.

Wang the tailor has excellent skills and makes very beautiful clothes, especially cheongsams, which have attracted many customers.

But he doesn't have many friends, and he's never been seen interacting with anyone.

Wang the tailor was originally from Jiangxi, but had been in Shanghai for four years. After leaving the police station, Su Yuncheng went to Wang the tailor's residence and learned more about him through his neighbors.

By the time I got back to the newspaper office, it was already afternoon.

Su Yuncheng had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Wang the tailor must have been a member of the Communist Party. The people from the Shanghai station of the Special Service were after him, so they first killed the troublesome shopkeeper, then went in and specifically killed Wang the tailor, hurriedly took the money from the money box and ran away.

The shopkeeper hid, and since the shopkeeper wasn't a Communist, and his daughter was young, these people didn't kill her.

"Chuanming, send this telegram to the boss."

Before 3 p.m., Su Yuncheng handed the telegram he had written to Huang Chuanming, who was slightly taken aback when he saw the contents of the telegram.

Su Yuncheng told Muto Tomohiro that the killer's identity had been found out; he was not a ruthless bandit, but someone from the Shanghai station of the Special Service.

The shopkeeper was killed by mistake, and Wang the tailor was probably a Communist Party member who had been discovered and killed.

The most likely reason is the Party Affairs Investigation Department. The Special Service Department's murder is disgusting. If further investigation is needed to find out the truth, Su Yuncheng will need time and there are certain risks involved.

This involves intelligence agencies, and more than one of them, so investigating such matters is indeed risky.

In fact, Su Yuncheng could find out the truth by asking Shen Mozhou without any danger, but he couldn't tell Mutō Tomohō that.

Huang Chuanming was still in shock when he arrived at the radio station.

How did Su Yuncheng know so much? Not only did he know their gay identity, but he also identified the murderer?

The murderer turned out to be from the Kuomintang's secret service. Did they really kill their own comrade because of the party's investigation department?

If that's the case, it means Comrade Biandan has already been exposed and is being watched by the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

Su Yuncheng knew too much; this information was very important, and he had to tell Lao Meng as soon as possible.

In Tokyo, Tomoo Muto soon received the telegram.

"Yuncheng did a good job."

After reading the telegram, Muto Tomohiro was very satisfied. He hadn't expected Su Yuncheng to find out so much information in such a short time.

He didn't choose the wrong person.

Since there was danger and it was an internal power struggle within the Kuomintang's intelligence agency, there was no need to investigate further.

But is there anything we can do about this?

"Editor-in-chief, the boss is calling back."

Huang Chuanming returned quickly, and Su Yuncheng was not surprised when he saw the contents of the telegram.

Muto Tomoo didn't let him continue investigating; that was enough. At least they knew what had happened.

"Go ahead and get busy."

Muto Tomohiro has no new plans, so Su Yuncheng doesn't need to reply to him.

I wonder how things are going for Tomoo Muto in the country. With his abilities and financial resources, becoming a consul wouldn't be that difficult for him, and a promotion is just a matter of time.

"Yes, editor-in-chief."

Huang Chuanming came to the large outer office, looking somewhat distracted.

He can't leave now, he can't see Mr. Meng, and even if he went, he wouldn't be able to see Mr. Meng, unless he went to the school to look for him.

However, doing so would be a serious violation of discipline, and Huang Chuanming could not do it unless it was a particularly urgent situation.

Huang Chuanming felt that time was passing particularly slowly today, even his favorite training sessions seemed to drag on.

Su Yuncheng noticed his unusual behavior and understood the reason.

The kid didn't make any sudden movements and just waited, which is a step forward.

"Thank you for your help. I'm looking for Horiuchi Sousuke."

After seeing the newspaper staff off, Su Yuncheng randomly went to a phone booth and called Tongwen Academy.

He spoke Japanese, and he was very fluent.

"I am Horiuchi Sousuke. Who is this?"

"Sou-suke, it's me. Come over tomorrow night, I need to talk to you."

Su Yuncheng recognized Horiuchi Sousuke's voice and spoke directly to him. Horiuchi Sousuke, who was holding the phone, paused slightly, then immediately nodded:

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow."