Chapter 1298 It gradually becomes clear
Three days after Ishii Takako came to clean the house, Sorge appeared on a tram on the streets of Tokyo. He watched behind him vigilantly, ready to get off at any time to throw away the stalker.
The reason for being so cautious is that he is going to see deputy Miyagi and radio operator Clawson, which is very dangerous, but he has a reason to go.
He must inform Miyagi and Clawson about the raid on Takako Ishii's residence, and also receive the latest orders from his superiors through Clawson.
The tram stopped slowly. Sorge got off the car and walked a few steps. He suddenly turned around, crossed the road amidst the sound of whistles and curses, and arrived in front of a splendid dance hall.
When the ballroom doorman saw him, he immediately opened the spring door enthusiastically: "Sir, welcome."
Zolgen grunted and handed over the tip casually, and walked in with his head held high, greeting the passing guests from time to time, without showing any signs of anxiety in his heart.
This is a standard Western-style dance hall. There is a dance floor in the middle of the hall. There are a large number of seats around the dance floor. At this time, the seats are already full of guests, many of whom are familiar with Sorge.
After chatting with a Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs official for a few words, Sorge said goodbye with a smile. His eyes quickly scanned the audience and locked on a few old friends.
When Miyagi and Clauson saw him, they stood up and waved with the others, and the two sides soon sat together and started chatting, with laughter and laughter for a while.
After chatting for a while, melodious music sounded, and one after another people entered the dance floor with their female companions, leaving only Sorge and three people in the seats.
Clausen looked around to make sure no one was looking at him. He pushed the cigarette case to Sorge with his hand covertly and whispered: "Mosk's latest secret message."
Sorge took the cigarette box without checking it immediately. He did not take any action until a dance song ended and some of the dancers went to the toilet.
Following the dancers in twos and threes, he quietly slipped into the toilet cubicle and began to decipher the code in the cigarette box.
According to the discipline of the Red Russian military intelligence department, the "Ramza" team used several sets of codes, and the deciphering method was known only to Sorge and Mosk.
Operator Clawson sends and receives encrypted messages so that even if the other party is arrested, too many secrets will not be revealed.
Outside the toilet, Miyagi and Clauson were drinking while monitoring the guests. The two of them talked and the beer in their glasses became less and less.
After an unknown amount of time, Sorge appeared again, looking a little dazed. Miyagi and Clausen couldn't help but wonder what was written in the secret message that made the other party so frustrated.
You know, even when Sorge was arrested and thrown into a cell by the Shanghai Patrol Room a few years ago, Sorge didn't show a trace of fear. What happened to him today.
"What happened?" Miyagi asked in a low voice amidst the loud music.
Sorge picked up the wine glass and drank it all, wiped the corners of his mouth and replied in a low voice: "Shelikov defected, and our superiors asked us to find a way to get rid of this traitor."
Miyagi's hand shook and he almost dropped the wine glass to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Clausen was from the International Underground Party and had never heard of Shelikov's name. Seeing their reaction, he immediately asked: "Who is Shelikov?"
"The person in charge of the NK┴VD Far East region, he has the list, call code, and code book of all intelligence personnel in the Far East region." Sorge replied coldly.
Clawson opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Why would such an important person defect and successfully defect?
After a long silence, Sorge spoke again: "Longzi is being targeted by the General Staff Headquarters, and I am also at risk of being exposed. This matter may be related to Shelikov's defection."
"Wait a minute." Clausen became even more confused. He frowned and asked, "We are affiliated with the military. People from NK┴VD shouldn't know about the existence of the "Ramza" group, right?"
Sorge and Miyagi smiled bitterly. According to organizational disciplines, Clausen was right, but the "Ramza" team sent multiple pieces of intelligence to the Far East Intelligence System. God knows how much information Shelikov had.
The three of them looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere became more solemn. Sorge thought for a while and proposed to find Shelikov's location first, and then discuss other matters. Miyagi and Clausen agreed.
Although under the current situation, they should not pry for information, Shelikov must be eliminated, not only because of the order, but also for the safety of the "Ramza" team.
After discussing the business, Miyagi left first, followed closely by Clauson. Sorge's expression changed, and he stood up and walked out of the ballroom silently.
After a while, a female customer at the next table quietly left with a Kun bag. She walked around the street several times and finally came to a kimono shop.
In the backyard of the store, Kiyofuku Okamoto looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and asked the woman: "Has the conversation between suspect No. 1 and Miyagi been recorded?"
The woman took out a mini recorder from her bag, plugged in the headphones, listened for a long time and shook her head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, the sound in the ballroom is too noisy and the recording effect is not good."
Intelligence officers are not gods. Without the help of accurate intelligence, they will make wrong decisions. This time Sorge made a fatal mistake. He did not expect that the Japanese would target Miyagi first, which caused his anti-tracking actions to fail. play any role.
Kiyofuku Okamoto was not angry when he heard that the recording was invalid, and said calmly: "Then give up. Our opponents are very professional and will not make mistakes so easily. By the way, who among the people who just came into contact with Suspect No. 1 is more suspicious? The woman thought for a moment and replied: "Claussen, a Canadian businessman, opened a photo-posting agency with branches in Tokyo, Manchuria, and Shanghai. Its clients include the Kwantung Army Headquarters and General Staff Headquarters."
"Baga!"
Kiyofuku Okamoto cursed. They were working hard at the front to counter espionage, but their colleagues handed over the intelligence to the enemy. It was so ironic. After thinking about it, he murmured to himself.
"Miyagi, Sorge, and Clausen have discovered three rats. How many spies are there at the top of the empire? The locust army in the pass is so passive. Is there really something wrong with Prime Minister Konoe?"
The woman was so frightened that she took a few steps back and hid in a corner shivering. These words were not something that an ordinary agent should hear. If she heard them too much, she could easily lose her life.
Just when Okamoto was classifying Konoe Fumiya as a non-citizen, colorful flags were flying near Ginza, a newly opened department store attracted countless citizens, and the streets and fronts of the stores were crowded.
Fu Ling, the person in charge of the Japanese military command, is walking among the crowd. She constantly uses the obstruction of passers-by to change direction and speed. This is also an anti-tracking method and is suitable for crowded places.
As they were walking, a person passed by Fu Ling quickly. The moment they met, the other person whispered a code word, and Fu Ling followed the person without hesitation.
Last night she received the highest-level emergency contact order. The person speaking was obviously the contact person or the traffic officer. The other person gave her a very familiar feeling, maybe an old friend was visiting.
The visitor and Fu Ling separated from the crowd one after another. The former walked through several alleys and entered a shrine, and Fu Ling also walked in.
The two of them turned left and right inside the shrine and came to a small slope. There was a person standing on the slope. Fu Ling looked at the man's back and opened his mouth wide. At this time, the back slowly turned around to reveal a painted face. Disguised faces.
"Long time no see, Fu Ling."
"Vice seat!"
Fu Ling never dreamed that she would see the deputy director in Tokyo. With his identity, there was no need to go to the front line in person, let alone the crisis-ridden Japanese mainland.
But as soon as the word "Vice Assistant" came out of her mouth, she immediately shut her mouth and looked around cautiously, for fear that the conversation just now would be overheard.
"Don't worry, this is the bureau's newly installed safe house. The Palace Secretary and the staff are all our own. You can retreat through here if necessary." Zuo Zhong said to Fu Ling with a smile.
Only then did Fu Ling feel relieved. At the same time, she also discovered that the person who had led the way before was He Yijun. The two had been apart for many years, so they were extremely happy to meet this time.
But the reunion was just an interlude. The next moment, Fu Ling began to report to Zuo Zhong on the development of the military intelligence network in Japan. The content was mixed with joy and worry.
The good news is that military control has taken root in big cities such as Tokyo, Osaka, and Nagasaki. The bad news is that intelligence personnel cannot penetrate the Japanese military and political agencies and can only collect some general intelligence.
Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with Fu Ling's work. It was not easy for Fu Ling to lead people to take root in Japan. As for high-level intelligence, they included Hase and Hayashi Fuichiro.
After reporting on her work, Fu Ling reported another thing: "Deputy Commander, the headquarters sent a secret message yesterday that the head of the Red Russian NK┴VD Far East Region, Lieutenant General Shelikov, defected to Japan."
This sudden news made Zuo Zhong frown. A lieutenant general-level intelligence officer defected, and Sorge was exposed. There is no such coincidence in the world. The two things must be intrinsically connected.
After going through many recent events in his mind, Zuo Zhong stopped suddenly as he stepped forward, and the expression on his face changed again and again in an instant.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and made a request to Fu Ling: "Help me find this ID. I want to go..."
Zuo Zhong's voice became softer and softer. Fu Ling nodded after thinking. It was not difficult for her to make ordinary documents, but the place where the deputy director was going was somewhat special and she had to prepare carefully.
Somewhere outside Tokyo.
Kiyofuku Okamoto was in the living room of a luxurious manor. He was holding a cup of coffee and curiously admiring the Western artworks around him. A burst of laughter came from the stairs.
"Haha, my friend, what's the matter with your visit today? Don't forget the deal between us. You can ask questions, but you need to bring enough money."
Under the gaze of Kiyofuku Okamoto, a middle-aged white man slowly walked to the sofa opposite and sat down, speaking extremely fluent Japanese.
Okamoto didn't want to talk to this traitor who betrayed his country for money, and directly stated his purpose: "Mr. Shelikov, I would like to ask you to tell me again about the military deployment of Red Russia in the Far East."
①Shrine person in charge
