Chapter 152 Check the Personnel List
Chapter 152 Check the Personnel List
"Shafer..."
Kitahara Ransuke then analyzed: "If this man named Schaefer is Omi Hideo's superior, then what identity will he stay in Peking? Naka Akechi is also a professor, and Omi Hideo is a reporter..."
Kitahara Ransuke's eyes became brighter and brighter. "Then this Schaeffer is very likely also a scholar or a journalist."
Colonel Matsuzaki shook his head after hearing this and said, "Major Kitahara, we can't take it for granted when investigating a case. Although Shepherd can indeed point to the surname Schaeffer, it is very likely just a code name and has little to do with the name."
"Ha, you taught me a lesson!"
Seeing them discussing, the white-coated officer Shunsuke Aburatsu quietly packed up his things and closed the silver box. "Everyone, I won't disturb you from your work."
Colonel Naoto Matsuzaki was quite polite to the military doctor and said warmly: "Thank you very much for today, Mr. Aburatsu. You have worked hard. I will send someone to take you back."
Seeing this scene, Kitahara Ransuke felt a little uncomfortable. He was a direct descendant of Matsuzaki Naoto, but Colonel Matsuzaki had always been very strict with him.
Looking at the officer in front of him, Kitahara Ransuke knew that this guy probably had some elder, perhaps a senior official!
Naoto Matsuzaki personally escorted the military doctor to the door and arranged a car to take him back to the Tiantan military camp.
When he came back, everyone continued their analysis.
Nisong Daisei wanted to show off in front of Matsuzaki Naoto, so he said, "Colonel Matsuzaki, you are right. We really can't take it for granted. You are experienced and pointed out the key to the problem right away. In my opinion, this shepherd may not only have a surname, but he may not even be German. Maybe this is their trick to confuse our investigation direction."
Upon hearing this, Kitahara Ranjie almost gritted his teeth and cursed himself in his heart for being so stupid. Why did he transfer the idiot Nimatsu Daisei to his counterintelligence department for the sake of his old colleague? This guy is simply mentally retarded!
Lin Ze, who had always been a nobody in such occasions, spoke up.
"Colonel Matsuzaki, I think what you said makes sense, but as the saying goes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I think it would be better to start with all the existing foreign data. On the one hand, we can check if there is anyone with the last name Schaeffer. On the other hand, we can also screen out some suspicious persons. Although this is a big project, it is also the most feasible solution at present."
Colonel Matsuzaki nodded; he liked this pragmatic approach.
"Lin-san, Major Kitahara has mentioned you to me many times. You are a great guy."
Lin Ze stood at attention and saluted, "Thank you, Colonel! However, I only gained some experience in counterintelligence work by being around Major Kitahara. I think the biggest influence Major Kitahara has on me is his serious, meticulous and hard-working attitude. As long as the Counterintelligence Department has a mission, Major Kitahara may not rest for several days in a row, always dispatching work in the office, and even disregarding his own safety and personally going to some arrest scenes. I will take Major Kitahara as an example and continue to work hard!"
Colonel Matsuzaki was silent for a while, then looked at Kitahara Ransuke, "Kitahara-kun, I am usually very busy, and sometimes I don't pay enough attention to the work of the Counterintelligence Department. Thank you for your hard work."
Kitahara Ransuke was almost in tears. He stood at attention and said loudly, "Colonel! I feel very honored to work under your leadership. This is my duty. It's not hard!"
After saying this, Kitahara Ransuke looked at Lin Ze again.
Lin Ze gave him a look.
At this moment, Kitahara Ransuke felt that Lin Ze was no longer just his subordinate.
Lin Sang is my friend!
He is the one who truly understands me!
Ersong Dacheng was stunned. What the hell, is this even possible?
Naoto Matsuzaki cleared his throat. "Well, our ultimate goal has not yet surfaced, and everyone will definitely be working hard for a while. So, Kitahara-kun, it will be up to you to arrange the next task."
Kitahara Ransuke saluted, "Ha!"
After Naoto Matsuzaki left, Kitahara Ransuke wiped his face vigorously to cheer himself up.
"Mr. Lin, you are responsible for checking the list of staff members of each consulate!"
This job was the easiest. Many consulates had already withdrawn to the mountain cities before the Japanese occupied Tianjin and Beijing. Those that remained were so-called consulates, but in fact they were just offices.
Since they can stay, it means that their relationship with the Japanese is pretty good. The staff list has been reported to the Japanese, so we can just follow the map when the time comes.
"Nisong Dacheng, you are responsible for collecting the names of all foreign teachers in the school, and carefully checking whether these teachers have any abnormal behavior, such as whether they have made communist remarks, etc. Submit a report before tomorrow night!"
"Ah?" Ersong Dacheng opened his mouth wide.
Kitahara Ransuke frowned and said, "Dacheng, what's wrong? Are you not capable enough?"
Nisong Dacheng wondered if he had done something stupid?
At this point, all I can do is stand at attention and salute, "I will do as you ask!"
Lin Ze looked at him and thought to himself what an ignorant child! No matter which country's system you are in, there are two things you cannot do without going over your level. One is reporting to someone at a higher level, and the second is flattering someone at a higher level.
"Gao-san! Go check all the foreign journalists and get their names!"
It was already dawn and everyone moved quickly.
Lao Gao had long been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. He hadn't slept much all night and looked a little shaky.
The two big bags under his eyes looked like a famous host in later generations. When Lin Ze saw him, he thought of "Spring is here..."
"Director, why don't you go back and get some sleep?"
Gao Shengping lit a cigarette and tried to open his eyes wide, "No, I have to follow the orders of Kitahara Taijun."
Lin Ze curled his lips and said, "Don't die suddenly."
After thinking about it, Lao Gao was usually nice to me. Although he was a power-hungry person and was eager to make a contribution at this time, I couldn't just watch him die suddenly from lack of sleep.
So he pulled him aside and whispered, "Director, this is easy to do. You don't have to do it yourself. Find two capable people to go to all the newspaper offices in Beiping, especially the foreign-language newspapers. They have archives of newspapers from the past year. Have them look at the signatures on the news directly. When they see a foreign name, copy it down and remove the duplicates. Isn't that a list?"
Although this sounds complicated, it is better than Lao Gao going directly to newspapers, news agencies, and press stations to ask for the list. Journalists are the uncrowned kings, and foreign journalists are the kings of kings. Even if Lao Gao goes there in person, they may not pay attention to him.
However, it is normal to request to check the archived newspapers, and newspaper offices will generally cooperate.
When Lao Gao heard this, he said, "Brother, you are really good at it! I will find someone to do it right away. I really need to catch up on my sleep. I am old and cannot stay up late like you young people!"
Lin Ze thought to himself that it depends on how you endure. When you and Saito were playing mahjong with the beauty in your arms, you played all night long and you never felt sleepy!
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