NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 93



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Kyungsung Blues (1)

Shaking off the Japanese soldiers was as easy as snatching candy from the mouth of a three or four year old child walking down the street.

After lightly shaking off the Japanese soldiers chasing Kuroda, I returned to the teahouse run by Madame and the Gyeongseong branch of the Provisional Government Transportation Bureau. There, the woman who had just handed me the memo was taking off the scarf from her head and lightly combing it.

“Madam, even if you really wanted to see me, why did you suddenly call me like this?”

“It’s because it’s an emergency call.”

“What urgent matter is there in Shanghai?”

Sasaki, who was a direct threat to the Shanghai Provisional Government, had already switched sides and become completely my man.

Using that, I created a virtuous cycle where, before I left Shanghai, the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai would pour money into the market to train spies, and their lists would go straight to Kim Gu’s desk.

Thanks to this, the provisional government was able to secure a regular source of income and was able to manage the rats hiding within the organization more closely, enabling more stable and long-term operation of the organization.

But when they told me that they were in an emergency situation, a joke just came out of my mouth.

“If the ROC army hadn’t stormed into the concession, started shooting everyone they saw and threatened to annex it, then it wouldn’t have been a big deal. Why is everyone making such a fuss?”

At some point, the madam had completely removed her makeup, braided her hair as usual, and wiped the sweat off her white neck with a handkerchief. The corners of her mouth slightly turned up.

“Even though you said that, weren’t you worried about the people who remained in Shanghai and came running right away?”

“When did I ever care about those people… … .”

“It seems like you’re still fidgeting?”

“hmm.”

Come to think of it, my legs were shaking at some point.

Is it really true that she is worried about the people in Shanghai like she said?

I was a little confused too.

Even when a bomb exploded and blew off one limb at a time while my teammates were getting shot and dying, I didn’t even look at it and just focused on my mission.

‘You’re worried about people? No, that’s not it.’

This is just my opinion, but I think they are doing this out of concern that the valuable counterfeit banknote plates in Shanghai might fall into the wrong hands.

‘I also backed off a bit.’

If it were like before, before leaving Shanghai, I would have sealed the copper plate in a safe so that no one could tamper with it, and I would have designed it so that the secret device that only I knew about would melt down without being processed.

If I had done that, I wouldn’t have had this anxiety.

‘I’m doing too much work by myself, so I keep skipping or forgetting steps one by one when doing important things.’

My old friend, the laptop, helps me, but I can’t use it openly in front of others, and as time goes by, the information in it loses its value, so this thing also has some limitations.

‘I’ll have to be more thorough with security next time.’

Then this anxiety will be somewhat reduced.

Thinking about that, I asked Madam.

“Yeah, what happened in Shanghai? Did the Japanese Consul General in Shanghai get really drunk and storm the provisional government building?”

“Well, it seems like it’s more serious than that?”

Madame said this and handed me a thick envelope.

“picture?”

“It’s not mine.”

“Madam, you know how to joke around now.”

“It’s a long way to go to follow this teacher.”

“That’s true.”

Inside was a black and white photo of a truck carrying something and Sasaki’s face driving it, as well as a letter that appeared to have been written by Sasaki.

The letter was very short.

[Chao Kun looks really angry.]

But there was no information that could tell us as much about the current situation in Shanghai as this.

He threw the letter into the brazier next to him.

Then the madam asked me.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing.”

“For something like that, your expression doesn’t look good?”

“That’s just his original expression.”

It seemed that Chao Kun had sensed that someone had tampered with his campaign funds.

They were still busy with the election and had no concrete evidence, so they seemed to be cautious, but if Cao Kun were to become president later, he would definitely raise this issue.

‘Should I abandon Sasaki?’

For now, that was the best we could do.

Since he had sucked Sasaki dry to the bone, it wouldn’t be a problem even if he threw him away now.

It would be a bit of a pain to destroy all the information related to him, but it was better than having the entire direct clique turn against each other because of one Sasaki.

“hmm.”

“It seems like you’re having a lot of trouble with something so trivial.”

“Yeah, it’s nothing serious.”

It wasn’t difficult to abandon Sasaki.

It wasn’t that hard to just throw that poor Japanese guy to Chao Kun, who was upset that his money had been stolen.

but.

‘It’s a bit of a waste to just throw it away like this.’

It would have been easy to blame everything on Sasaki, package it up, and throw it at the angry warlord, but it seemed a bit wasteful to waste such a capable, quick-witted, and timid informant like Sasaki.

If Sasaki disappears from Shanghai because of something like this, I already have a headache thinking about how the next high-level detective to come to Shanghai will have to do the same thing as Sasaki.

‘If possible, I think it would be good to handle things well without handing over Sasaki.’

I can hand over Sasaki at any time, but I’d like to put this on hold if possible.

This wasn’t done out of consideration for Sasaki, but simply because it seemed like a waste to throw away such high-quality human resources just to please someone higher up.

‘Just print some money and stab me?’

By the way, I also have a supernote in my possession.

It seemed like it might be possible to reproduce that to some extent, albeit imperfectly, and print dollars to give to Chao Kun as election funds, which would work out well.

‘No, if things go wrong like that, it’ll be a headache.’

The reason I was able to get away with spreading crude counterfeit dollars here and there was because the scale of the transactions was not large and the people I was dealing with were ordinary citizens.

In China, the kingdom of counterfeiting, it wasn’t that big of a deal for counterfeit dollars to be circulating.

But what about Chao Kun?

He was the head of the warlord group that was closest to the hegemony of the continent among the warlords of the Republic of China who were divided into several factions.

Of course, there were others who held real power and could be called the real leader, but no one denied that he was the head of a direct warlord.

If I gave counterfeit dollars to someone like that and then got into trouble later and an investigation came my way, it would be quite a headache.

If things really got messed up there and got involved with the US Secret Service, there was a good chance it wouldn’t just end up as a headache.

‘Ugh… … It won’t be a good thing if I get involved with the Washington hounds.’

If the Washingtonian hounds bit you, your freedom to roam freely as you do now would be over.

Of course, unlike the modern United States, it has not yet completely seized world hegemony and its counterintelligence is not yet sophisticated, but I still do not want to get involved with the Washington hounds.

‘Then should I kill Chao Kun?’

Killing him wasn’t that difficult.

With a decent rifle and a sturdy car, Chaokun’s head would explode in front of a crowd of people.

However, the problem was that I couldn’t predict the aftermath that would occur if I killed him.

There was a severe lack of information about China’s complex political structure, human relationships, and power.

But in this situation, if I kill him right away and things go wrong later on and a warlord supported by Japan seizes control of the continent, or if Chiang Kai-shek and Sun Yat-sen, whom I have been supporting so diligently, die violent deaths, I will shed tears of blood.

‘Wait a minute… Chiang Kai-shek?’

When I thought about it carefully, there was one card that I could use.

Don’t I have in my hands the person who will almost unify China and seize continental hegemony in the near future?

I don’t know much about Chinese history, but Chiang Kai-shek was a man who raised an army from scratch, defeated the warlords who stood in his way, and took control of China.

In other words, it meant that he was a person with proven ability.

‘If there’s something that sticks in there, then there’s someone who pays that much.’

Since he was originally a soldier, he was the best deal maker because he was someone who would take care of you just as much as you wanted, unlike other politicians.

The Shanghai military factory(?) had also established itself to some extent and needed a major trading partner, and it would be the perfect target to test the power of the counterfeit dollars that the Shanghai team had been working hard to produce.

‘Sun Yat-sen, who has just been kicked out after a series of incidents in Shanghai, is now at odds with Chen Zhongming in Guangdong, so he will desperately need my help.’

I remembered that the last time I sent them some supplies to help them get to know me, they were so happy and wrote me a letter.

The handwritten letter that Sun Yat-sen wrote at that time still rests in the first drawer of my office in Shanghai.

Later, when everything was over, I planned to create my own museum and display it well.

Anyway, I digressed for a moment, but the situation with Sun Yat-sen and the Kuomintang was not good enough for them to be so grateful for my small support.

China originally had a large population, so soldiers could just drag Wang Seo-bang from the field or Wang Seo-bang smoking a hookah in an opium den, but weapons and money could not be brought in that way.

So, they had to bend their pride and bow their heads to the local merchants and say unpleasant things to them in order to get the money.

But in that situation, I suddenly showed up and solved the weapons and financial problems to some extent.

Thanks to this, the Kuomintang, which had been driven south, was gradually consolidating its power locally and preparing for the Northern Expedition.

Of course, in order for their Northern Expedition to succeed, they had to defeat Chen Zhongming, who was in conflict with Sun Yat-sen in Guangdong, but in the history of the Yuan Dynasty, he was a figure who was crushed by Chiang Kai-shek, so it would probably be similar this time.

So what I want in this situation is… … .

‘Can’t we expedite the Northern Expedition a bit?’

The Kuomintang in the south had attempted the Northern Expedition early on, defeated Chen Zhongming, and took control of Guangdong, diverting some of Cao Kun’s attention in the north.

If the Kuomintang rags that Cao Kun had worked so hard to chase away could regain their power in the south, Cao Kun would no longer be interested in things like election funds.

Of course, given their personalities, there is a possibility that they will just ignore them, saying that they are nothing special, but if they do that, it would not be a bad thing if the national leader advances fiercely north while they are paying attention to us and put Shanghai under their sphere of influence.

“I guess I should contact Shanghai.”

“Right now?”

“Yes, Madam, if I send a telegram to Shanghai now, when will I get a reply from Gyeongseong?”

“It depends on when the other person checks… … . You will receive a reply in three days at the latest.”

“Okay. Then send a telegram for me. Make it Sasaki to the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai.”

“The Consulate General… … ?”

“Okay, I’ll explain the details later, so just do that for now.”

“Yes, well… … . But what do you send in a telegram?”

“The National Party.”

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 94