Cicada Moving

Chapter 179 Perfection

 After taking the photo, Zuo Zhong got the two of them to have a heart-to-heart talk, mainly explaining their current situation.

“Congratulations, Mr. Takigawa, you are safe. But please remember that Viscount Lin Fu is on the same boat with you, if this matter gets out.” Zuo Zhong did not finish his words, leaving room for his imagination.

The Japanese powerful have many ways of torturing Japanese civilians, which are no less than what they did in China. Even if Bunta Takikawa chooses to surrender, he may not be able to escape the pursuit of the Lin Fu family.

Zuo Zhong turned around and comforted Hayashi Fuichiro: "Mr. Viscount, you still have a lot of life to enjoy. I will not let you do things that cannot be completed. You have only one task in the near future, which is to help Mr. Takikawa enter the Chamber of Commerce as soon as possible. core."

Hayashi Fuichiro looked ugly. The Chinese's methods were too despicable. They allowed the two of them to check and balance each other. They also took photos of their "friendly cooperation" with the Chinese intelligence agencies. Now they can't even get on the ship. Fortunately, the mission is not Disaster.

He looked at Takigawa Bunta with a cold face: "After this incident, I will ask people from Mantetsu to take care of your business. If your influence is big enough, people from Yamato Trading Company will not turn a blind eye, but please do not contact me publicly. , the rules at home are strict.”

Unexpectedly, Takigawa Bunta ignored him at all and bowed to Zuo Zhong: "Takigawa will definitely find the information you want as soon as possible and live up to your expectations. The only problem is how should we explain to the superiors what happened tonight? , please give your instructions.”

Seeing the intrigue between the two, Zuo Chong felt even happier and patted him on the shoulder: "On New Year's Eve, someone robbed the ancient tomb in Xiaoguan Mountain. They were discovered by the Jinling police who came to perform other tasks. The two sides exchanged fire and killed more than a dozen people. Only a few people were there. What’s the reason for the accomplices to escape under cover?”

Takigawa Bunta thought about it for a while, and the expression on his face changed from confusion to enlightenment, and then from enlightenment to conviction. A person's expression can be so vivid, which made Zuo Chong gain insight.

Takigawa Bunta said respectfully: "Yes, Takigawa will definitely do it according to your arrangement, but"

 After saying this, he glanced at Fuichiro Hayashi unintentionally. He was obviously afraid that the flower in the greenhouse would mess up and implicate him, which made the viscount very angry.

Lin Fuichiro said with a stern face: "Don't worry, my father trusts me very much. Besides, there is nothing to lose. It's just a group of tomb robbers and a soldier who was dishonorably discharged. As long as I return safely, no one dares to doubt anything. I can ensure."

What he encountered was too bizarre. He was caught by the Chinese intelligence agency for no reason. Even if he told it, no one would believe it. Suspicion of a noble viscount is obviously not within the scope of work of the Japanese intelligence agency. This is very sensitive.

Zuo Zhong still believes this. People are different. When he catches the Putuoshan spy, the Japanese naval intelligence agency will definitely investigate the source of the intelligence leak. But in the face of Hayashi Fuichiro, all they can do is be polite. Visit, then politely leave, and you have to leave backwards.

Zuo Zhong took out two cigarettes and handed them to them, and advised: "We are all friends, don't make it so tense. You two must reconcile your confessions. If you are not afraid of 10,000 yuan, just in case, if someone investigates, there will be What I said is right?”

Hashifu Ichiro and Takikawa Bunta took the cigarette without saying a word. They really need to talk to each other in advance. Their current situation is very dangerous and they need to be cautious.

Zuo Zhong lit the lighter, lit a cigarette and made arrangements: "In the next two days, you will eat and live together, and understand each other's living habits, writing characteristics, and speaking methods. By the way, Takigawa, you will have to talk to the Chamber of Commerce and you Say it to the store.”

"Hai, I often go out alone, they won't suspect it." Takigawa Bunta said.

Hashi Fuichiro wanted to cry but had no tears. It would be a good thing to live and eat with a beautiful woman, but living with a short and fat man would be a real headache.

Zuo Zhong thought about it and decided to arrange them in the small courtyard where the tomb robbers lived. In addition to personal guards, he continued to use the previous surveillance points to keep an eye on the two guys to prevent them from escaping.

Although he used photos and the conflict between the two to temporarily control the situation, there was a process of regret and repentance after making the choice. Once they let them run away, it would be all in vain.

Zuo Zhong finished smoking his cigarette and looked up at the chubby Takigawa Bunta and pretty boy Hayashi Fuichiro. An idea suddenly came to his mind. There was a way to at least make Hayashi Fuichiro never dare to go back on his word, but it was just a bit sinister. He hesitated.

Let's wait and see. Zuo Zhong turned away and asked the two of them: "Do you have anything else to ask? I won't be around you next time. It's about your lives. I hope you two can be more cautious."

Takigawa Bunta is half an intelligence officer. He asked: "You haven't said how to contact us in the future and our code name. If we can't contact you, what is the emergency contact method?"

Left point nodded: "I planned to tell you in a few days, but since you asked, I will tell you that Takikawa Bunta's code name is golf, and Hayashi Fuichiro's code name is club. You formed an independent intelligence team, consisting of I direct."

Hearing this, Takigawa Bunta and Hayashi Fuichiro had complicated expressions, and they were both somewhat reluctant.

Zuo Zhong pretended not to see it and continued: "We have an old saying in China that a single thread cannot make a thread and a single tree cannot make a forest. If you want to live a long time, you must cooperate with each other and cannot fight alone.

As for the communication methods and emergency contact methods, I will inform you privately before you leave. This is the only information you have to hide from each other. Private lateral communication is never allowed. Once discovered, I will default that you have been exposed to rebellion. "

At this time, Wu Chunyang reminded from a distance: "Section Chief, there are a few policemen coming down the mountain. Someone must have heard the shooting sound just now. What should we do?"

Zuo Zhong didn’t expect that the policemen from the Ningbo Police Station were so conscientious that they actually came to Xiaoguan Mountain in the middle of the night. However, it would be good if they came here because they could spread the “truth” about the matter through this group of people.

He quickly made a decision, waved Song Minghao to him, and whispered a few words. Song Minghao glanced at the two Japanese people beside Zuo Zhong, said nothing, nodded and led the people down the mountain.

At this time, at the foot of Xiaoguan Mountain, four or five policemen were standing next to a dilapidated black car. They were hiding in a circle behind the car to avoid the cold wind. They would also jump from time to time to warm their feet. When the house arrived in the wilderness, these people naturally had a lot of complaints to make.

“Boss, we really don’t want to go to the mountains to see?” A young low-level police officer complained. He had the title of sergeant on his head, his small eyes were shrewd, his hands were in his sleeves, and he squinted and cursed: "You idiot, you kid, don't try to drag us along."

The junior police officer didn't know what he meant. He muttered something and didn't know what he was talking about. The police chief was so angry that he wanted to slap him.

The other police officers quickly grabbed the police chief, and they were all eating at the public gate. They didn't look up at the brothers they met, so beating them was a bit too much.

The junior police officer was still unconvinced, so he frowned and said, "I'll go home and tell my mother to see how her brother beat her son."

Well, there is still this kind of relationship, it is hidden deep enough, and the police won't stop it. I want to see the drama of my uncle's righteousness in killing his relatives.

The police chief did not take action after all, and cursed angrily: "You know what the hell, what are you going to see on the mountain? These people opened fire openly and lit so many torches. Is this what ordinary people dare to do?"

It was only then that the police officers realized that if someone on the underworld had opened fire, they would have left long ago, unless they were people who were not afraid of the police.

 Suddenly the flattery came in like a flood.

“Sheriff, after all, Jiang is the old one.”

 “No wonder you are the police chief, you are awesome.”

The police chief was very proud of himself, but when he saw his nephew in a daze, he was angry and decided to teach this kid a lesson.

But before he could take out his hand, he heard his nephew shout: "There are people coming down from the mountain."

The policemen were startled and leaned against the car one after another. Only their black hats and eyes were exposed, and they carefully looked at the approaching flashlight light.

Someone really came down the mountain. The sergeant quickly pressed down the heads of his men and took out a worn-out Zi Laid pistol with a trembling hand.

Song Minghao led the people to the car and frowned. Where are the police? Did they secretly go up the mountain? Why didn't the surveillance agent report it?

 “Commander, look, there is someone behind the car.” The little agent beside him reminded.

Song Minghao turned on the flashlight and took a look. He saw a few black hats moving around behind the car. No wonder they couldn't see anyone. They were hiding here, and they were too timid.

He shouted dumbfounded: "Come out, we are from the Jinling Police Department. We accidentally discovered a group of tomb robbers. We killed a dozen of them during the exchange of fire and escaped with a few more."

The policemen behind the car looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, not knowing whether it was true or not. In the end, the police chief gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and stood up.

Pulling away his nephew who was pulling him away, he raised his hands and shouted: "I am the sergeant of the Ningbo Police Station. Since I am the chief of Jinling, we brothers should withdraw. The mountains will remain green and the rivers will flow forever."

Song Minghao didn't expect that the other party would be so understanding. He was stunned for a moment and handed over his hand: "Okay, there will be an official letter in a few days, so please don't make any announcement."

Originally, he wanted to show his ID. The Intelligence Division has made a lot of these things to hide his true identity. It's just like the real thing. It's better not to use it now. This thing will become invalid once used.

The sergeant breathed a sigh of relief, kicked the men lying on the ground, climbed into the car with laughter, and drove away slowly after the last person got up.

As the car drove on, the speed of the car became faster and faster. Everyone just thought that the police chief was anxious to go home. Some people even joked that he missed his wife.

 “Sister-in-law is at home, there’s no need to worry.”

 “Haha, that’s right.”

Only the nephew felt something was wrong. When he looked at his uncle's face, his face was pale, with beads of sweat dripping down in the cold winter months.

“Uncle, what’s wrong with you?” My nephew quickly shouted loudly, hoping that nothing would happen to him.

The police chief seemed to be awakened by this sound, and said with trembling lips: "Those people are not police, they carry machine guns. If I hadn't been clever, all of us would have died here tonight."

There was silence in the car, and after a long time the only sound was the sound of swallowing.

 (End of this chapter)