Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 661 Ma Dazhi's Little Notebook

Zhang Yunhe was smoking in the car. After a while, Ma Dazhi came out of the apartment building wearing a top hat and a coat.

There was only one car in front of the apartment building. Ma Dazhi walked to the car, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Zhang Yunhe started the car and drove along the street. As he drove, he pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "This is the activity funds for the first quarter of next year and your salary!"

Ma Dazhi took the money and looked at it, saying, "It's not even next year yet, and besides, it's too much, isn't it?"

Zhang Yunhe looked ahead and said, "According to the Gregorian calendar, it's already 1940. The extra money is your year-end bonus. Buy some New Year's goods, send some money home, and have a prosperous New Year! The other part is for funding your downline development."

"Okay, thank you very much!" Ma Dazhi laughed and put the money into his pocket. "By the way, you mentioned developing downline?"

Zhang Yunhe nodded and said, "Yes, from now on you can develop downlines. I have a task for you. Keep an eye on Matsushima from the Japanese Navy Club. This person has many sources of intelligence. As long as we control him, we won't be without intelligence sources. This person even knows the contents of the secret meeting held by the Japanese Expeditionary Force Headquarters. Do you think such a person is worth our attention?"

Ma Dazhi was shocked: "Is this person so capable?"

"He must have someone planted inside the Japanese Expeditionary Force headquarters, and he has access to core secrets!"

Zhang Yunhe then thought of something and said, "By the way, how's your plan to develop influence within the French Concession Police Department going?"

Ma Dazhi said, "I already control most of the Chinese police, and I've bribed some of the French police. It's the Annan people who are harder to fool!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "It's great to be able to control the power of the Chinese police. The foreigners may accept some of your small favors, but it's impossible to make them obey you completely or stand by you at the critical moment!"

"Now that you have control over most of the Chinese police, you must make use of them. Use them to monitor every move of the entire French Concession. If there is any disturbance, you must be the first to know!"

Ma Dazhi nodded: "I have been doing this work recently!"

After saying this, he pulled a notebook from his coat pocket, opened it, and handed it to Zhang Yunhe. He said, "This is the information I've gathered recently through the patrol officers about some people hiding in the French Concession who are highly suspected of being intelligence agents from various fields. It includes their names, approximate ages, hiding places, public identities, etc. For some confirmed intelligence agents, I also have their real names and the names of the forces behind them!"

Zhang Yunhe parked the car on the side of the street, took the notebook handed to him by Ma Dazhi and opened it and read it page by page.

He roughly estimated that the notebook contained information on 96 highly suspected intelligence personnel and detailed information on 27 confirmed intelligence personnel.

There are 123 of them in total, and they belong to different camps. Except for the 27 who can be confirmed to be intelligence personnel and whose camps they belong to, the other 96 can only be judged by speculation.

Among them were suspected members of the underground party and the Blue Shirts Society, as well as suspected Japanese spies, British spies, French spies, American spies, and German spies...

As to whether these people are real spies, further secret investigation and confirmation are needed.

"You are very capable to have accomplished this level of work in such a short time! By the way, I heard that the Political Department of the French Concession Police Department has a secret archive room dedicated to storing information on intelligence personnel from all parties. Is that true?" Zhang Yunhe asked.

Ma Dazhi nodded and said, "Indeed, there is. I know where this secret archive is, but I can't get in. There are six to eight guards there 24 hours a day, and the key is in the hands of the Chief of Police. There are usually six guards on duty, and eight guards on Saturdays and Sundays. Apart from the Chief of Police, no one else can get in!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "Aren't you in charge of the Police Department's Political Department? You haven't got the key yet?"

Ma Dazhi shook his head and said, "It's true that I'm in charge of the Political Department now, but I haven't been given jurisdiction over the Secret Archives! Although the information on various intelligence personnel recorded in this notebook is quite detailed, there is a big flaw: it's missing photos of some people!"

"Yes, that's what I want to tell you. We must find a way to get photos of these spies!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Ma Dazhi lit a cigarette. "There must be photos of these people in the secret archives. You have to know that the secret archives have existed for nearly forty years. They have records of every spy who has ever entered the police station! What's more, there are a large number of informants and intelligence personnel outside collecting clues about spies from various forces!"

"There's currently no way to get into the secret archives. The only way is to stake out every person listed in the notebook and secretly take photos. I've found all the photos I could find in the police station. There are some people who don't have any records in the police station, but if I send the police there, I'm afraid of alerting them!"

"But you have to provide me with some funds to buy a few cameras. I can't do this job alone, so I have to find a few more people to act separately. I hope to take pictures of these people in the shortest time possible!"

Without saying anything, Zhang Yunhe took out another wad of cash from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "If you need any more equipment, just buy it. If you can't find it, just tell me and I'll find a way!"

Ma Dazhi agreed: "Okay!"

The next day, which was the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Yunhe said goodbye to Azhen and her son early in the morning and went to the dock. They set off with the cargo ship along the Huangpu River, out of Wusongkou, turned left, and went up the Yangtze River.

Whenever a cargo ship arrives at a larger town along the Yangtze River, it has to stop for half a day to load goods, and there are already many shopkeepers and business owners waiting at the docks of these towns to purchase.

In the early morning of the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, the cargo ship arrived at the Jiangcheng Wharf. After docking, the crew members went to sleep and rest. When it was daybreak, a large number of merchants sent people to purchase goods. These were all high-end Western luxury goods. Even in such a chaotic world, the powerful and wealthy still flocked to them.

The entrances and exits of the dock were guarded by the Japanese, and all goods entering and leaving had to be inspected, which made Zhang Yunhe a little worried about how the underground party would transport the batch of radios away.

It was almost noon, and Zhang Yunhe had not seen anyone coming with a delivery note to pick up the goods.

He stood at the bow, watching the dock workers carry boxes of cargo off the ship. The cargo to be unloaded here was almost finished. He raised his wrist to check the time. It was almost half past 11.

"Mr. Zhang, lunch is ready. Everyone is waiting for you to have lunch!" A crew member 30 meters away made a trumpet shape with his hands and shouted.

Zhang Yunhe raised his hand and responded: "Coming!"

When we arrived at the dining room on the ship, the captain, the first mate and seven or eight crew members were waiting at the table. "Mr. Zhang, we've been waiting for you!" the captain greeted.

Just after taking a few bites of the meal, a crew member walked in and said, "Mr. Zhang, someone is looking for you at the dock. They want to pick up the goods from you!"

Zhang Yunhe's heart moved, and he said to the crew member, "Bring him aboard, I'll wait for him in the rest cabin!"