Chapter 12 Chapter 9

Those days that followed seemed to be slowly crawling forward like a snail, and now in retrospect it is only a short moment.During that time, I was fidgeting and looking forward to it, and I couldn't concentrate on doing anything.On the plane to Moscow, I had nothing else to do but go over the plans over and over again.By the time our plane landed, I had every step of the trip in mind: Objective: To blow up South Korea Flight 858.The aircraft departed from Baghdad on November 29, 1987 and arrived in Seoul via Abu Dhabi and Bangkok. Action team: (team leader) special agent Jin Shunyi, (assistant) special agent Jin Yuhua.

Auxiliary team: (team leader) special agent Cui Junshu, (assistant) special agent Cui Hongna. Battle Details: ．November 11: The action team took off from Pyongyang Soonan Airport to Moscow at 8:30 am, stayed at the North Korean embassy in Moscow for two nights, and then obtained two November 10 At 9:30 am on the 5th, the flight ticket from Moscow to Budapest. ．November 15: Flying from Moscow to Budapest, arriving at 11:04 am.Four nights at Foreign Intelligence safe accommodation before heading to Vienna.With the help of local agents, I illegally entered the Austrian border without a passport.The action team stayed at the Apak Hotel in Vienna, and the contact code was Nakayama.In Vienna, the operation team used Japanese passports as ID cards to obtain two sets of air tickets:

⑴ The first set of tickets is Vienna, Belgrade, Baghdad, Abu Dhabi, Bangkok, Seoul. ⑵The second set of tickets is Vienna, Belgrade, Baghdad, Abu Dhabi, and Bahrain.This set of tickets is only used in emergencies, as a trap.Air tickets from Amman to Rome will be purchased separately in Abu Dhabi.After obtaining the first two sets of air tickets, the operation team will call Baghdad's special agent Park.Then the action team was assembled as a Japanese tourist to go sightseeing in Vienna. ．November 24th: Departed from Vienna at 11:00 am, arrived in Belgrade at 2:00 pm, stayed at the Metropolitan Hotel for four nights, the action team still pretended to be tourists.

．November 28: Departs Belgrade at 2.30pm, arrives in Baghdad at 8.30pm.The action team was waiting there for South Korean Flight 858.During this time, the action team connected with the auxiliary team and received the explosives used to blow up the plane.After the joint, the bomb is timed to explode after nine hours. Of course, this point can also be changed according to the actual situation.The timing of the bomb is done by Kim Soon-il; but if he can't do it for some reason, the task is handed over to Kim Ok-hwa.At 11:45 p.m., after boarding Flight 858, the bomb was placed in the overhead bin, and the team disembarked in Abu Dhabi, leaving the bomb on board.If the bomb is found before they get off the plane, the action team must insist that the bomb is not theirs.

．November 29: After arriving in Abu Dhabi at 2:50 am, take the next flight to Amman and Rome.After arriving in Rome, they checked into a hotel, and the two still pretended to be Japanese tourists. ．December 1: Leaving Rome for Vienna, staying in the North Korean embassy for a few days as planned, and then returning to Pyongyang under the guidance of local personnel. Having memorized all the details of the journey, I returned to studying the instructions for planting the bomb. Instructions for installing explosives in a Roxy RF︱082 radio: ．Set the detonation time to nine hours later ⑴Align the four pointers to the bottom of the digital display clock on the right of the radio bomb.

⑵ Point the alarm clock pointer to the word radio, and the bomb will explode in nine hours. ．Schedule the detonation to be a different time ⑴Set according to the above instruction ⑴; ⑵Press the three keys of the digital clock to set the current time; (3) Press the display key at the bottom right of the digital clock; ⑷ Press the three keys on the right side of the digital clock to set the explosion time; ⑸Set according to the above instruction ⑵. We were also on the same plane as a special agent of the Foreign Intelligence Department. Once he called Junichi and I to the front cabin to study the details of the mission carefully.Because we took a special plane, there were no other people on board, and there was a comfortable lounge behind the cockpit, with a bar and an automatic rewinding recording and playback system.The special agent, surnamed Qian, was not tall, overweight, in his fifties, with gray hair, and his face twitched like a comedian's, making people feel that he was always smiling.We talked for a few minutes about the itinerary for the mission, which I, too, was memorizing, and then started talking about an unsettling aspect of the mission that hadn't been brought up before.

The government has full confidence in both of you, Qian said, but the possibility of failure, no matter how small, cannot be ignored.He took out two packs of Marlboro cigarettes, one for Shun Yi and one for me.You see one cigarette in each of the two packs slightly stained with black ink.Liquid hydrocyanic acid injections have been placed in the filter tips of these two cigarettes. Once bitten, the cyanide inside will flow out, and it will turn into gas and be inhaled into the blood vessels.It can kill people almost at the same time.He looked at us in turn, his facial twitches making it seem like a joke.If either of you is arrested, both should be poisoned before being tried.Ultimately, the mission will be kept secret at all costs.do you understand?

Looking at the marked cigarette and the instant death it entails makes me sick.Jin Shun nodded to Agent Qian, and Qian began to speak. I give you two comrades $10,000.Put that money to good use.I put Yuhua in charge of the mission's finances.Keep your money in a safe place and exchange it into other currencies if necessary.He pulled over a briefcase on the table and pulled out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills.I took the money carefully and put it in my wallet. Finally, Qian said: I asked Ok Hwa to make sure Kim Soon Il could take his medicine on time.He glanced at the old soldier and smiled frankly.I know you hate the smell of medicine, Junichi, I don't believe you will take medicine by yourself.However, we need you to stay healthy.

OK, I replied, and got up and went back to my seat.Then I heard a heated argument coming from the rest cabin.Judging from what he vaguely heard, Shun was deeply disturbed by this trip. Goddammit, I heard him yelling: We're going to a hotly contested area.Iran and Iraq are at war, and it is completely impossible to smuggle explosives from Baghdad airport. As long as there is a mistake, it is not just Yuhua and I who have difficult problems.Our country will be disgraced.do you understand? Hey, Qian interrupted him: I have an order here, if you have any questions about the order, please ask the director.

Stupid, said King, almost inaudibly low.I also said at the headquarters that you have grown your head to your butt.After a while, he returned to the cockpit.Before we set off, he had had an operation on his stomach; rumor had it that he had cancer, and he was pale and in poor health, and he walked a little unsteadily.He walked to the aft lavatory and slammed the door shut. Agent Qian came out and walked to my seat.He sat beside me and said to me softly: Your primary responsibility in this mission is to take care of his body. If anything happens to him, you have to undertake the mission alone.

He looked like he was going to fall at any moment.I replied that the sound was about the same as a whisper.Because of the medication, he explained that Comrade Jin could live for several more years, but the stress of this mission has damaged his body, which will only make him worse.Take good care of him, Ok Hwa, he needs you. I nodded.Don't worry, I will do it.But my heart is far from as sure as when I speak. He looked at me for a moment, the muscles in his face tensed, then got up and went back to the lounge.King arrived a little later, paler than ever, and sat down in a chair across the corridor.What a fucking bastard!He grunted, sank back in his chair, and closed his eyes. I really wanted to fall asleep, but I couldn't sleep on the plane.Thinking back to the pledge of loyalty Kim Soon-il and I made in Pyongyang before we left, which marked the official beginning of our mission: The whole nation is full of high socialist enthusiasm, the socialist revolution in South Korea is coming, and the end of the enemy is coming.At the beginning of our mission, we solemnly swear: In the process of carrying out the task, we will bear in mind the trust of the party in us and the concern for this operation. We will firmly abide by the revolutionary discipline and cooperate with each other sincerely to complete this task satisfactorily. We swear to the death to defend the dignity of our beloved leader. After taking the oath, Kim and I signed the document on which the said oath was printed. I opened my eyes and looked at him. It seemed that he was completely asleep, and he was still snoring.I felt a sudden admiration for him, and I longed to touch his face. Jin Shunyi has seven children, the youngest daughter is in her thirties and married. He retired from the Foreign Intelligence Service in 1984.But was called back earlier this year.He had suffered from gallstones for many years, but on the first mission I went with him in 1984, he appeared relatively healthy.He has often told me over the past few days that he enjoyed his retired days fishing in the pond not far from home.I know he's too eager to finish this task sooner. I also think about my sudden departure from training camp, my packing in such a hurry that I didn't have time to say goodbye to everyone.I used to silently bless Shu Ji, hoping to see her again, and I went to Wu Ji to say goodbye to her.She came out of the room, first put her arms around Shunyi, like a hug.Come back safely, do you hear me?She said, with tears in her eyes.Then she turned to me, looked at me for a while, and said: I wish you peace, Yuhua, I will miss you. I was quite surprised to hear this.Wu Ji, I don't want to leave you forever. She took me to the kitchen and told them to wait a while.When we were alone, she hugged me and said: Yuhua, I think if you weren't so pretty, you wouldn't be so embarrassed.But your beauty and intelligence make them reluctant to give up on you. I hope they can let you settle down one day, get married and start a family.She let go of me and looked into my eyes.We will never see each other again, good luck. With tears in my own eyes, I just nodded blankly at her and walked away.I knew that if I stayed a little longer, it would be completely out of control. Back to everything in front of me, I let out a long sigh.I've met so many wonderful people over the years.Thinking of all this made me look forward to the early completion of this task.In this way, I can live up to the expectations of so many people.It seems that my whole life, from birth to this moment, is dedicated to accomplishing this task. The next few days passed more slowly and more difficultly.On the way deep into the Soviet Union, the plane was refueled in the middle of the night, and the ground was covered with a layer of snow.The few lights in the town add to the remoteness and desolation of the place.Then we arrived in Moscow, had a quick trip, stayed only one day, and headed to Budapest. Like Moscow, winter has arrived in Budapest, and we arrived late at night, and the embassy in Budapest was not informed of our arrival.Obviously, our mission is extremely confidential and only a few people know about it.King hung up a call to the embassy in code, and the call was routed to an agent.Half an hour later, the driver of the embassy's car arrived at the airport and drove us to a safe place.We have to stay there for several days.At least that's how he arranged for us.After a while, the man said he had just accepted the job and was not familiar with Budapest.By this time a small snowflake was falling, and we wandered the deserted streets for hours before we found the safe place.It was three in the morning, and Kim and I fell asleep immediately. The past few days in Budapest were unbearably dull, and Jin Shunyi was extremely weak and exhausted, staying at home every day.Because we are not real tourists at this time, there is nothing to do outside.I went out and walked around the neighborhood, wanting to see this new city.But the weather has been very bad these days, and I can't help but feel very depressed.The TV was no comfort either. I couldn't understand a word the TV programs said. The agent in charge of this safe house is a middle-aged man named Zhong. He has a beautiful wife named Leo. She always cooks us exotic meals.I chatted with her most of the time, and since we couldn't talk about our mutual secrets, all the conversations were superficial. The biggest problem to tackle right now is how to enter Austria illegally without a visa, in order to avoid being followed; but so far no one has told us how to do this.Since the superiors in Pyongyang did not give clear instructions on arrangements, they could only rely on Agent Chung to solve this problem. The day before the planned departure, Chung was out early, saying he was going to do some reconnaissance.Jin felt better that day and suggested that Zhong's wife should go sightseeing with us.Kim insisted on stopping at every coffee shop he passed, saying he was thirsty.I said angrily that he should have brought a bottle of water, and that a man with a bad stomach like him wants to drink coffee!shut up!He also said angrily: I have lived enough, I can drink whatever I want before I die. After a while Kim was tired from walking, and we had to return to the safe house, Chung was already back, telling us triumphantly that he had found a way to get us into Austria.Let's worry about it tomorrow, he said: Let's go to the Hilton Hotel to eat Western food tonight. On the way to dinner, I had a chance to take a closer look at Budapest.Although Hungary was also a communist country for many years, it has turned to a capitalist economy over the years as a result of reforms.There is much more food, clothes and all kinds of high-end luxury goods than in North Korea. The most astounding thing is when we visit the flea market.I was amazed by the variety of items for sale there.I pick and choose one by one, even touching it is enjoyable.Jin saw what I was thinking and bought me a dress. I immediately thought of buying one for my mother and one for Xianyu. sent back to Pyongyang together.I excitedly hugged her and kissed her, hoping that one day North Korea could have such a standard of living. Our dinner was excellent, such a high-class dinner that even high-ranking officials in North Korea have never enjoyed.I indulged in great food like I did the last time I was in Europe. The next day it was cold and raining, and Zhong said he would drive himself, using his diplomatic license plate and his own diplomatic passport, to take us across the Austrian border.In this way, we can enter Austria without any trouble.We drove through the farmland to the border, and stopped at the Hungarian border inspection station. Zhong showed the passports of the three of us to the guard, and put his own on it. The guard waved us to pass, and we came to Austria in a short while. The border checkpoint, and it took a while to enter Austria. Now I breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhong handed us our Japanese passports.We will use this passport from now on.Along the way, the European-style buildings left a deep impression on me. Their houses are large and seem to be stronger than North Korean houses. The scenery is very beautiful. majestic landscape of the Alps. When we arrived in Vienna, we stopped by a travel agency, and Kim went in to confirm our reservation at the Apak Hotel.He hadn't come out for nearly half an hour, and Zhong and I became anxious.Did he fall?Are you under arrest?When Zhong was about to go in, Jin came out, and returned to the car in a leisurely manner.He also didn't explain why he ordered Zhong to drive to the hotel after going for so long. After arriving at the hotel, Jin Shunyi could hardly stand upright. As soon as he got to the room, he fell asleep on the bed.I unpacked and looked through a magazine I had brought from Pyongyang. Kim slept for about an hour, and when he woke up it was time for us to pick up our plane tickets. This is the most important thing we do in Vienna.Our plane tickets were pre-purchased by someone from Foreign Intelligence.According to the plan, we were meeting with a secret agent this afternoon. When we went outside, it was already drizzling, so we walked with umbrellas.After a short walk, he saw a coin-operated telephone booth, and Kim found the telephone list in his pocket.Chung parted us by giving each of us a coded list of telephone numbers throughout Europe so that we could contact Foreign Intelligence agents everywhere.Kim dialed the dedicated phone number of the North Korean embassy in Vienna, said a few words, and hung up. Half an hour's wait, he said as he emerged from the phone booth, pointing to the park across the street.There was a stream running through the park, and we joined the agent on a bench by a bridge over the stream. We walked across the street to the park. The leaves on the trees were almost gone and there were very few tourists in the park.We soon came to a creek and followed it to a stone bridge that spanned the creek. There was a bench beside it, and we sat on it, waiting in the cold and damp. Twenty minutes later a well-dressed woman in a wide-brimmed hat came towards us from the other side of the creek. She got on the bridge and I could tell she was Korean as she approached us.She didn't stop as she passed us, but I heard her say the connection signal Nakayama, and Junichi repeated the word without looking at her.I saw her come back, drop something in a nearby trash can, and disappear in a blink of an eye. Kim waited a few more minutes, then told me I could go, and we walked the way the woman had come, to the trash can, and Kim looked around before pulling out a large brown envelope.As we were walking, he opened the envelope and peeked in. Great, he said: We've finally got this far. We spent the next few days sightseeing in Vienna.Everywhere we went, we took some photos and tried to pretend to be real tourists.It's not just a pretense; our bosses in Pyongyang also want to see pictures of us that show that we're doing exactly what we're told, and not being lured by the rotten stuff of capitalism into making What romantic debauchery is coming! We were eating at a Chinese restaurant at noon one day, and I was very happy to stop for a Western meal.It's not that I don't like western food, it's just that I haven't eaten other kinds for a week, and I'm happy to eat some familiar food. While eating Chinese food, Jin kept covering his stomach with his hands and nearly fell off his chair.Mayumi (since we can't use Korean names on this mission), he said: I can't walk. I went to his table to help him.You have to go, Shinichi, we can't call an ambulance. I paid the bill, helped him up and walked back to the hotel.I was almost supporting his whole body, and his breathing became faster and faster.I was really worried that he was going to die, but when we got back to the hotel, he said he was better. He insisted on walking through the lobby on his own, not wanting to draw attention to himself.As soon as he entered the room, he fell on the bed. I took out the medicine and forced him to take it.After a while, he fell asleep.I felt a little limp, but greatly relieved.In the afternoon, I dozed off while watching Austrian TV. Shun didn't wake up until night, so we went out for a dinner.When we got back, we spent some time planting fake bombs and doing some practice for the real thing. On our last day in Vienna, we went shopping.As usual, we're going to buy some gifts for senior government officials to give to them when we return home.Kim and I each had $200 at our disposal, which we soon discovered didn't buy us much in Vienna!We browse from one store to another.Compared to the well-dressed European ladies, we felt less like supposedly well-to-do Japanese tourists, real Japanese tourists with as much money as Europeans.Most of the clothes here were bigger than what I was wearing, and we ended up buying small items that weren't worth much.For example, Shunyi bought batteries for his watch, and I bought five pairs of stockings. I am not unhappy about leaving Vienna.It's a beautiful city, but as soon as I picked up my ticket, I felt like I was here just to pass the time and nothing else.We come from a socialist country, and although there is something magical about staying so long in Western Europe, we are still in a foreign country. Belgrade would be very different, Yugoslavia, while no longer part of the Soviet bloc, is still socialist and rumored to be much more prosperous than North Korea (everywhere I've been, life is better than North Korea anyway live well).I was a little worried about using Japanese passports in a socialist country; I thought they would pay more attention to us.Experts from the Pyongyang Foreign Intelligence Department confirmed that there were rumors of Yugoslavs attacking Japanese tourists, but only a few.Even our superiors admit that it's a bit of a hassle here. I was even more frightened when I found out that we were the only two Japanese tourists on the plane to Belgrade.In Vienna, we avoided Asians as much as possible; now we are very visible.I mentioned this to Jin Shunyi, and he replied that it was not the first time nor the last time that our trip had something wrong from the beginning.However, we did not encounter anyone stopping the car on the way into Belgrade.At the exit of the airport, a dozen taxi drivers pulled us into the car.When we went to the Metropolitan Hotel where we were going to stay, I found that the city was far less clean and prosperous than Vienna. The sky was gray and the city was messy. Neither the scenery nor the buildings could stimulate my interest. Our stay here was more dull than in Vienna.Kim was sick most of the time and I was just trying to get out and hang out for a few hours a day.One day we went to a department store, and after Kim had been trying on hats for half an hour, I wandered over to a counter where women's underwear was displayed, and saw all kinds of extremely high-quality, lace-trimmed, Be amazed by romantic and sexy items.I'm a twenty-five-year-old virgin with no chance of getting married anytime soon. Sex is a strange confusion for me.Neither I nor the girls who grew up with me are ignorant of those things between men and women, but the education we have received since childhood is to prohibit sex outside of marriage.Throughout college, men and women are separated.After a man and a woman get married, sex is only allowed for the purpose of procreation, because in our socialist country, there is no concept of romance.North Korea is a typically emotionless society, and my worldview partly reflects that.What an irony that our superiors should expect female spies sent out to seduce and manipulate men in the line of duty.But despite my upbringing, I occasionally experience a sense of longing and a deeply inexplicable loneliness. I bought some lingerie with lace, which you can't find in North Korea, and went to find Kim Soon-il.He was nowhere to be seen.I was wandering through the corridors when I ran into a filthy jerk who yelled some swear words (or what seemed to be swear words) at me and even tried to hit me with an umbrella.I was afraid of attracting others' attention, so I couldn't help using the tricks I used for training. I dodged around, grabbed his hand holding the umbrella, and pressed my knee against his waist.At the same time, I twisted his arms and dropped him onto the rug.I knelt beside him and raised my hand to slap him, but he was already curled up and covering his waist, so there was no need for me to slap him again.Luckily the rows of underwear hanging on all sides hid us from being noticed, I grabbed my handbag and ran out of the store, not knowing where Kim was. I almost ran back to the hotel, thinking to myself: Anything could happen to Kim at any moment, he might have a heart attack, he might get arrested, he might even abandon me!I was angry and impatient, and terrified at the thought of having to undertake this task alone. When I got back to my hotel room I found the gold in there, unpacking some food bags and putting them on the table.When I saw him, I breathed a sigh of relief.After a while, joy turned to anger: Where the hell have you been?I yelled, threw my handbag on the bed, and rushed to him.I look for you everywhere!Why did you leave me there alone? Seeing that I was angry, he seemed to be very happy. He pointed to the table and replied, "I bought some sausages and bread. Let's eat together while they are still fresh, okay?" I sat there furious, not that he left me, but that he completely ignored the way I was angry.He smiled, stretched out his hand to comfort me and said: Mayumi, I am looking for you too.I couldn't find you anywhere after I tried the hats, and I thought you'd think of coming back to the hotel, which I did.On the way back, I bought these sausages by the way.After eating, we just talked, and it became cold.He handed me a piece of bread, and I snatched it from his hand and stuffed it into my mouth.He was still staring at me, looking very happy, and after a while, I laughed too.I aimed for his face in a side attack pose, and despite his age, he leaned back in a fighting stance.You bastard, I muttered, laughing as I ate my bread.I am worried about you. The rest of the time we stayed in Belgrade, preparing for Baghdad, Kim and I juggling fake bombs over and over again.I was able to install it in my sleep by the time we headed out.On the day of our departure, we packed our luggage carefully, checked the room twice, and left without leaving any clues that would make others suspect or follow us. Mayumi, Shunichi closed the door, came to the elevator and said to me: It's time to fight.