Chapter 536: The Eastern Espionage Capital
There were few people and cars on the streets late at night, and it was quiet and deserted.
Snowflakes were falling all over the place, forming a thin layer on the ground.
Xiang Chu drove slowly forward, looking around from time to time.
Wang Manxue said with emotion: "Dear! Manxue loves snow so much."
Xiang Chu smiled and said, "Well! It would be better if you add three drops of water to the left of the word 'Man'."
Wang Manxue said coquettishly, "How annoying! Isn't it going to snow all over the sky?"
She reached her hand out the window and then the snowflakes were very pleasant.
A gust of cold wind blew, making her shiver. She quickly pulled back her hands and rubbed them.
Xiang Chu held her cold hand and said with concern: "It's cold! Let's go to the Manchurian Railway Store to buy some winter equipment."
Wang Manxue looked at the rows of houses along the street and said happily, "Yeah! It's much colder than Hong Kong, but I like it very much. It's as prosperous as Shanghai. Honey! Why don't we buy a house and live here so we can enjoy the snow every day."
Xiang Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Manxue! There are too many dangers hidden under the prosperity and snow of Harbin. Although it is known as the Moscow of the East and the Little Paris of the East, and the most European-like Asian city, it is also the real 'Eastern Spy War Capital'!"
Wang Manxue asked in confusion: "This is such a remote and cold city, and it's also the capital of espionage?"
Xiang Chu simply told her the story: "There are more than 30 foreigners from more than 20 countries living here, and 17 countries have set up consulates. In addition to our Red and White Parties, there are also spies from the Japanese, the puppet Manchukuo, White Russia, the Soviet Union, the United States, Britain, France, North Korea, the Anti-Japanese United Army, and other countries.
To be honest, as an ace agent, I think Harbin is the most gloomy and terrifying place, because there are spies everywhere! "
Wang Manxue said angrily, "Stop exaggerating. There are no spies everywhere."
Xiang Chu smiled bitterly and said, "The devils have three spy forces in Harbin. The first is the military spy Muto Agency, of which Kenji Doihara was once the leader. The second is the civilian spy Black Dragon Society, which planned the 'independence of Manchuria and Mongolia'. The third is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs spy consulate, which specifically targeted the Northeast Army."
Wang Manxue laughed and said, "The consulate is an open spy organization!"
Xiang Chu parked the car in front of the Mantetsu store, took out two masks, and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's better to be careful. We're here! Put on the mask and hat, take off your coat, go into the store, and change into new clothes."
Wang Manxue took off her sable coat, put on a mask, and said angrily, "Following you, I am also living a spy life."
"Life is like a play! It all depends on your acting skills."
Xiang Chu smiled, got off the car and took her into the Manchurian Railway Store.
The owner must be very dedicated to his job as he is still open so late.
There were several other customers in the store, all Russians and Japanese.
Wang Manxue went straight to her favorite mink and fox fur coat area.
Xiang Chu followed her and saw a familiar face when passing by a Japanese man. It was the Japanese man he had met in Hong Kong, the Manchurian Railway employee Zhongxi Tong.
He remained calm and followed Wang Manxue to the fur section.
His eyes swept over everyone in the store and found the Korean man he had kicked in the Middle East Railway Central Hospital in the corner, staring at Wang Manxue from time to time.
"This Korean must be a high-ranking Japanese spy."
Xiang Chu knew it well and continued to scan the store, but there were no more spies.
There were less than ten people in total, but he discovered two spies. Seeing that the two men did not leave, he guessed that there would be spies coming to meet him.
Wang Manxue picked out a black cashmere coat and said with a smile:
"My dear! Try on this coat and see if it fits you."
"How could what you picked not fit me?"
Xiang Chu smiled and put it on quickly, making his figure look even taller and more handsome.
Wang Manxue turned up his woolen collar and smiled:
"Yeah! Very good. I'll buy one too, and we'll have couple outfits."
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked into the store.
Xiang Chu took a look and found that it was the male reporter whom he had rescued from the prison at No. 19 Ninghai Road and who had taken a photo of him and Hua Aimei in front of the Fujiwara Dalian branch.
The male reporter walked around and came in front of Zhong Xitong. He took the information from Zhong Xitong, then walked around again as if nothing had happened and turned around to leave the store.
Not long after, Zhongxitong also left.
No matter how secretive their actions were, they could not escape Xiang Chu's eyes.
The Korean man looked at the graceful Wang Manxue with reluctance and walked towards the door of the Manchurian Railway Store.
Unfortunately, he bumped into the fat Fuso boss, stepped on him, and immediately ran away.
The Fuso boss pointed at his back and yelled, "Baka! You Korean are too careless."
"This Korean is so lustful!"
Xiang Chu secretly found it funny and hurried to the window. The Korean was chasing to the left at a fast pace. He couldn't help thinking in his heart: "It seems that the reporter and Zhongxitong have been targeted by this Korean!"
"My dear! Take it now, pay the bill and leave."
Wang Manxue smiled and handed him a bag containing clothes, hats, leather boots and other items.
"Okay! I'll go pay the bill."
Xiang Chu picked up the bag, walked to the counter, and said in a hateful tone,
"Boss! What's the name of the Korean who stepped on you just now? It's really abominable."
The boss shook his head and said, "I don't know! This person comes here often but doesn't buy clothes."
"People like this are not normal!"
Xiang Chu smiled bitterly, paid the money and quickly left the Mantetsu store.
Just walking around a small shop, I encountered so many spies.
Xiang Chu intuitively felt that there would be endless troubles during this trip to Harbin.
After checking into the luxury suite of Yamato Hotel at No. 85 Hongjun Street, Nangang, he immediately called the hospital and asked Beichuan Jinxiu: "Cousin! What is the name of the man I kicked down at the door of the ward today? What does he do?"
Kitagawa Jinxiu smiled bitterly and said, "Master Fujiwara! That Korean is called Jin Donghan, the top spy of the Muto Agency of the Kwantung Army, known as the "King of Agents".
He has made outstanding military achievements in recent years, capturing and killing more than 4 Chinese, Korean and Soviet rebels. He even wiped out the East Manchurian Special Committee of China. You'd better not mess with him."
Xiang Chu sneered and said, "If he doesn't provoke me, I will spare his life."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry, set up the radio and sent a telegram to Gan Xin: "Old Gan! The reporter comrade who took photos of me and Sister Hua in front of the Dalian Trading Company last time may have been exposed. He will meet someone at the Mante Store tonight and has been followed by Jin Donghan, the top spy of the Muto Agency. I suggest you lie low."
Not long after, he received Gan Xin's reply:
"I have informed 'Ren San', and 'Ren San' has informed the person he was in contact with."
Xiang Chu hastily burned the telegram paper, changed the radio call sign, and sent a telegram to Yu Xiaowan: "Chief of Intelligence! I have arrived in Harbin. Head of the agency!"
Soon, Yu Xiaowan called back: "Director! Fortunately, you went to Harbin. One Bird, Three Birds, Bamboo Agency, etc. all want you to bring Wang the Little Fairy back to Shanghai. Director of Intelligence!"
Wang Manxue came forward, hugged Xiang Chu's neck tightly, and said tenderly: "Dear! Why are you still sending telegrams so late? Go to bed early."
After saying this, she took the telegram paper from his hand and looked at it, then shouted, "Great! Who is this intelligence chief? How dare he call me a goblin?"