Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 1042 Wang Dabao Gets into a Car Accident

Number 76, Director's Office.

"Director, you wanted to see me?" Wang Dabao from the First Action Division knocked on the door and entered the office, asking.

Li Qun looked up, put down his pen, pointed to the door, and said, "Close the door and come over here to talk!"

"Yes!"

Wang Dabao closed the door behind him and sat down on the sofa.

Li Qun took a sip of tea, got up, and sat down opposite Wang Dabao, saying, "Today, I visited Ma Dazhi with Mr. Murata from the Special Higher Police, and later we went to the Grain Bureau to see You Shichang!"

“If Ma Dazhi only wanted to make some money from the sharp rise in rice prices, that would be fine. As long as he stops doing it, the matter will be over. But if his purpose is not just to make money, but to aid the enemy, or if he is a member of the underground party or the Blue Shirts Society, then things are not so simple!”

"We cannot rule out the possibility that he is a member of the underground Communist Party or the Blue Shirts Society, so Mr. Murata has instructed us to send people to secretly monitor Ma Dazhi!"

“Ma Dazhi is no ordinary man. He holds a high position of power in the French Concession and has more than 3000 police officers under his command. He might not even give face to the French, let alone the 76th Division. So, since we need to send someone to keep an eye on him, to see if he is still reselling and hoarding rice, or if he has transported the rice to other places, and also to see if he has any connection with the underground party or the Blue Shirts Society, but we can’t let him find out about this. So, the people we send must be unfamiliar faces, and their tracking skills must be top-notch!”

"Remember, if the people we sent to follow him are discovered by him, we at 76 must never admit that they are our people. Even if he kills them, we have to swallow our pride and keep quiet. Otherwise, if things get out of hand, we won't be able to handle it, and we might both have to step down!"

After listening, Wang Dabao said with a serious expression, "Understood, I'll go arrange the manpower right away!"

After returning to his office in Operations Hall One, Wang Dabao pondered for a while before picking up the phone and making a call.

Not long after, a young man and a woman with ordinary, unremarkable faces entered the office one after the other. After closing the door, they came to Wang Dabao.

"Captain, you were looking for us?"

“That’s right, I have a mission for you!” Wang Dabao nodded, then opened a drawer, took out a few photos, and handed them to the two men, saying, “Take a look at the person in the photos. This is Ma Dazhi, the Chief Inspector of the French Concession Police Department. Starting tomorrow, you two will work together to monitor and follow him!”

“I have three requirements: First, you must not be detected or discovered by him during the surveillance and tracking; everything must be done in secret. Second, if you are discovered and caught, even if you die without revealing your identity, we will not admit that you are from the 76th Division. Third, report to me at 9 p.m. every night on the day’s surveillance and tracking situation. I need to know exactly where he went, who he met, and what he said each day!”

"Also, I want to remind you that, based on what we know about Ma Dazhi's background, he has no experience as a secret agent or in the military, but we cannot rule out the possibility that he possesses counter-surveillance capabilities. Therefore, you must not be careless and must be extremely careful."

"This task must continue as long as Director Li and I do not call for its termination, understand?"

"Understood!" the man and woman replied, standing at attention.

Wang Dabao opened another drawer, took out a car key and a stack of banknotes, and placed them on the desk, saying, "The car downstairs with license plate number 5798 is your mode of transportation. Here are the car keys! This money is your activity fund for one week. If you need more, come to me!"

"Yes, Captain!" the two replied, took the money and car keys, and turned to leave.

Seeing the two leave the office and close the door behind them, Wang Dabao slowly sat down, lit a cigarette, and squinted as he exhaled smoke.

Before I could finish my cigarette, the phone on my desk suddenly rang urgently: "Ring ring..."

Wang Dabao picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

A shrewish voice came through the phone: "Wang Dabao, are you dead out there? You haven't been home for days. Do you still want this family? If not, come with me to get a divorce certificate. Don't just occupy the toilet without doing anything!"

"Uh—" Upon hearing his wife's voice, Wang Dabao immediately put on a constipated expression. "I've just had too much work at the office. I've been so busy these past few days..."

"Bullshit! If you cared about this family, you'd make time to come home no matter how busy you are! Has your wife run off with someone else? Our son is sick today, coughing badly and running a high fever! You, Wang, if you don't come home today, I can't live with you anymore. We're getting a divorce tomorrow!"

"What did you say? Our son is sick? Has he seen a doctor? Oh, okay, I understand, I'll go back right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Dabao immediately took his coat off the hanger and went outside.

"Captain, what's going on..." Wang Dabao encountered his subordinates as soon as he stepped outside.

Wang Dabao said, "My son is sick, I need to go back and see him. Don't contact me unless it's an emergency. If you need anything, call my home."

"Yes, Captain!"

Wang Dabao hurriedly went downstairs and drove away from No. 76.

This scene transformed into a dynamic image, with Wang Dabao and his car appearing as a glowing red dot on a screen of light.

Sitting in a car on the side of the street, Zhang Yunhe watched the red dot on the light screen move rapidly, and immediately started the car and drove forward.

On the light screen, his location turned into a green glowing dot, getting closer and closer to the red dot.

A few minutes later, he parked the car on the side of the road at an intersection. The car was still running, with the engine still running.

Two minutes later, a black Dodge sedan drove up from the left side of the street; it was the car Wang Dabao was driving.

When Zhang Yunhe saw the car, and noticed that the red dot on the screen in front of him was about to overlap with the green dot, he immediately stepped on the gas and sped over.

While driving through the intersection, Wang Dabao was preoccupied with his sick son and didn't notice a car speeding towards him from his right. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late.

With a loud crash, Wang Dabao's car was knocked to the ground and rolled over. The engine stalled, the front of the car was steaming, and the fuel tank was ruptured and leaking oil.

Zhang Yunhe took out a black cloth, covered his face, opened the car door, got out, and walked towards the car that had been hit.

Wang Dabao lay unconscious on the steering wheel, blood streaming down his forehead.

Zhang Yunhe used brute force to pull open the badly deformed car door. He reached out and felt Wang Dabao's carotid artery; there was still a pulse. He immediately pulled Wang Dabao out of the car and dragged him along the ground toward his own vehicle.

The vehicles and pedestrians nearby stopped to watch this scene, and no one said a word.

After stuffing Wang Dabao into the trunk of his car, Zhang Yunhe drove off in full view of everyone. Not long after he left, several Japanese tricycles arrived at the scene, while the onlookers had already all fled.