Genius Agent

Chapter 85 Nobody Dares to Take It

Qu Ning probably won't be able to rest tonight; he'll have to stay up all night to finish the case report.

"what……"

The executioner used excessive force, and the waiter immediately screamed in agony. Meanwhile, the cook was tightly bound and locked in another interrogation room, where he was not being interrogated yet.

Su Yuncheng had previously requested that the interrogation of this person be postponed until he arrived, and that no one be allowed to touch him until then.

Su Yuncheng wasn't a member of the Special Service Department, but no one dared to disobey his orders.

Su Yuncheng knew best that the chef was not a Japanese spy, so there was no need to torture him. He would wait for the waiter to confess and tell the whole story. As long as the chef had not done anything wrong for the Japanese spies, he would be safe.

This would spare him from external pain.

Xiao Er couldn't hold out for half an hour and started confessing.

Xiao Er was indeed Japanese, and like Fu Rong, he belonged to the Shanghai Special Higher Police. However, unlike other Japanese spies, he had only been there for a short time.

Furthermore, he came to Nanjing to infiltrate under the leadership of Mizuno Takuma, the head of the intelligence group of the Shanghai Special Higher Police.

Despite Mizuno's repeated mistakes in Shanghai, Saito did not dismiss him.

If he's removed, the higher-ups will assign him a new intelligence team leader.

Keeping Mizuno would be more beneficial for Saito.

Taking advantage of Mizuno's mistake, Saito transferred him to Nanjing to oversee the undercover work, mainly by sending out new undercover agents to provide intelligence for the Shanghai Special Higher Police.

Mizuno took the Special Service Department very seriously and specially arranged for them to lie in ambush at the intersection on the Special Service Department's side.

They used the location of the intersection to record the travel patterns of the intelligence agents and took advantage of the restaurant's convenient location to gather intelligence.

The last time Mizuno discovered that the Special Service was carrying out a major operation, it was thanks to the people here.

The waiter and the shopkeeper belong to the same team; the shopkeeper is the person in charge, and the waiter is the assistant.

Normally, intelligence is reported through the dead mailbox, but only the shopkeeper knows where the dead mailbox is; the waiter doesn't know.

He was a new recruit in the Special Higher Police, and his backbone wasn't as tough as those Japanese spies who had been heavily brainwashed by Bushido.

"Damn it, they've even set their sights on our doorstep."

As soon as the interrogation ended and he left the interrogation room, the chief couldn't help but curse, saying that the Special Higher Police had been monitoring them at the intersection, but the Special Service Department was completely unaware.

If Su Yuncheng hadn't gone to eat and discovered the innkeeper eavesdropping, they probably could have continued their covert operation.

"Sir, it was our dereliction of duty, please punish us."

Qu Ning said with a forced smile, "We can't not admit our mistake. Japanese spies have already come to our doorstep, but the intelligence department is completely unaware. If we don't admit our mistake, the punishment may be even more severe."

Fortunately, we caught Furong today. With this great achievement, the director won't be too harsh on him.

"It's a pity that an important Japanese spy died, but now we have a new lead. I believe they have people planted in other places around us. Investigate immediately and find all the people they sent around us."

Upon receiving the order, Qu Ning nodded, "Yes, Chief."

"And then there's Takuma Mizuno. Now that he's here, we can't let him leave."

The head of the intelligence group of the Shanghai Special Higher Police has actually come to Nanjing; we must capture him.

Takuma Mizuno is far more valuable than anyone else.

"Yes, Chief."

Qu Ning breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the director did not intend to hold him accountable. Since the case had been assigned to him, he would definitely be rewarded if he handled the follow-up work well.

"Mr. Dandelion, could we talk just the two of us?"

The magistrate looked at Su Yuncheng with burning eyes. Su Yuncheng was not only good at divination, but also had such strong abilities.

Now it turns out he's also very lucky.

You can run into Japanese spies just by going out for a meal. Who can you complain to?

What's remarkable is that Su Yuncheng is very perceptive. After noticing that something was wrong with the shopkeeper, he decisively ordered the arrest. From any perspective, Su Yuncheng is a genius in intelligence.

The word "talent" is an understatement to describe him.

Such a person must be recruited into the secret service.

"Wait a minute, let me settle the chef in."

Su Yuncheng shook his head, and the director was stunned. Chef? What chef?

He quickly remembered that the waiter had mentioned a chef they employed. They ran a restaurant, and if the intelligence agents ate there, they could gather more information.

However, the two were not very good cooks, so they hired a chef.

The chef was just an ordinary person, not a Japanese spy, and he didn't know their identities.

Their plan was good, and they even had the intelligence agents come to dinner, but they were exposed and arrested on that one occasion, and the two of them were completely finished.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in my office."

The sergeant nodded. Su Yuncheng also had weaknesses; he was a bit soft-hearted. One cannot be soft-hearted when working in intelligence.

But that's good too; he performs exceptionally well in everything. There's no such perfect person in the world.

After he left, Su Yuncheng entered the interrogation room where the chef was being held.

The chef was bound tightly, his mouth was gagged, and he kept making muffled noises, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Untie him."

Su Yuncheng said softly, "We won't release the chef now. The Japanese spies know of his existence, and if he goes out and talks nonsense, it could easily affect the Special Service's case."

The intelligence department will continue to investigate these lurking Japanese spies, especially Takuma Mizuno.

Su Yuncheng had just learned that Mizuno had been sent here to do undercover work.

No wonder no one from the Shanghai Special Higher Police Department has bothered him lately.

That's good. Once the Special Service Department resolves this problem, Su Yuncheng will feel more at ease.

Previously, Mizuno had been keeping an eye on him, and it was Mizuno who ordered the investigation.

"What happened to the restaurant? Is it still open?"

The chef was finally able to speak, and no one expected that his first question would be this.

Seeing his expectant eyes, Su Yuncheng was a little taken aback. At this moment, the chef was very anxious, and his emotions were filled with worry and despair.

The feeling of despair wasn't because of the Japanese spies, but because of the restaurant.

It's just a restaurant, is there any reason to despair?

"The manager and the waiter can't go back, so the restaurant will definitely have to close down."

Su Yuncheng shook his head; he didn't want to deceive the chef.

"It's closed? Really closed?"

The chef stared wide-eyed at Su Yuncheng in disbelief, and Su Yuncheng immediately sensed his growing despair.

[Waaah]

The chef suddenly squatted down, covered his face, and started crying. Su Yuncheng was even more confused. The chef hadn't considered his own current situation at all; he was just crying because the restaurant was crying.

This was the first time Su Yuncheng had ever met someone like this.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine. We'll let you go back after this is all over."

Wei Changfeng stayed by Su Yuncheng's side and stepped forward to offer a word of comfort.

Su Yuncheng immediately realized that Wei Changfeng's words were like talking to a brick wall; the chef hadn't even considered these things.

"I'm not going back, I might as well die..."

Wei Changfeng's words made the chef cry even harder. Wei Changfeng was completely baffled. There were still people in the Special Service Department who didn't want to leave.

"Can you tell me why you don't want to go back?"

Su Yuncheng squatted down and said softly, "The chef's mind is even simpler than the noodles, just like a child."

"I won't have any work when I go back. No restaurant will hire me. I'll starve to death if I go back, boohoo."

A chef said he would starve to death?

Su Yuncheng was speechless, but he still patiently asked in a low voice, "Why don't any restaurants want you?"

"My master died, and I forced his restaurant to close down. This is the tenth restaurant I've worked for. Before, they all closed down after a while. They said I was a jinx, and no one dared to hire me. Now that someone finally wants me, if they close down again, what will I eat? Won't I starve to death?"