Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Mr. Mao Li, you are not talking about Zhang Xiaolin, the member of the Qing Gang's Tong generation, right?"

When Zhou Ke, who was thinking about making trouble, heard Yokoyama Yong say this name, he instantly had a target. He had never heard of this person in this life, but he had heard of him in his previous life.

Zhang Xiaolin was a man who sold opium and forced women of good families into prostitution in his early years. He was known as one of the "Three Big Bosses of Shanghai" along with Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng.

Later, when the Japanese came, he helped the Japanese suppress the anti-Japanese and national salvation activities. At the same time, he also bought strategic materials such as grain, cotton, coal, and medicine for the invaders, making a fortune in the national crisis.

I actually let this old guy miss it! Zhou Ke was secretly disappointed. But now that he remembered it, Zhou Ke didn't plan to let this man live until next year to be assassinated by the Military Control Commission. After all, this kind of traitor with power spread all over Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and whose authority far exceeds that of ordinary Japanese, would be a help to the current situation if he died one day earlier.

"Yes, it's him. Although he is Chinese, he is doing better than us local junior officers! I deal with him a lot in business! Does Yokoyama-kun know him too?" Maori Hiromoto asked curiously.

"Heard of me but didn't know me. He sent an invitation to us No. 76 two days ago, saying that he had invited the best opera troupe to organize some kind of Sino-Japanese goodwill event. I still have Matsuda-kun's invitation!" Yokoyama Isamu has been very fond of listening to operas recently, and he was very happy when he received this notice.

"Then we probably won't be able to listen to this play. Given the current situation, I'm afraid no one will go." Mao Li Hiromoto said with some regret. Under the influence of Yokoyama Isamu, he has recently become fascinated by Chinese drama.

"What a pity! If it weren't dangerous, I would also like to go and listen!" Zhou Ke also expressed regret.

"Not a pity! He changed the location! We didn't plan to hold it originally, but the Empire thought it was a good opportunity to promote exchanges between China and Japan, so they asked him to change the location to our occupied area!" Yokoyama Isamu said excitedly. He also contributed to the promotion of this matter.

"Have you decided on a new place?" Zhou Ke asked. If he knew the location now, he could make some arrangements earlier.

"We were originally going to go to Hongfuju on my territory, but because of what happened some time ago, they thought it was unlucky, so we finally decided to go to the banquet area of ​​the city government!" Yokoyama Isamu said with a sneer.

"Mr. Yokoyama, this is a good thing. If anything happens, at least they can't find it on you!" said Mori Hiromoto.

"Shut up your crow mouth. This troupe is my favorite. The one who plays Guan Gong is a well-known veteran actor! I hope our client's colleagues will give me some face and let me watch the show first!" After scolding Mori Hiromoto, Yokoyama Isamu prayed to the void.

"It's not a big problem! It's not that easy to cause trouble in the city government!" After hearing that the location was in the city government, Zhou Ke gave up the idea of ​​sending people to scout the place first. It seemed that he would have to use the stock in the space to deal with the situation this time.

If there was someone around who could drive a tank, Zhou Ke would really want to go in, take out the tank, and find a assassin who could drive a tank to replace all the people attending the banquet.

"By the way, the time is 7 o'clock tomorrow night. I guess Maori-kun will receive the notice soon. Then the three of us will go there together!" Yokoyama Isamu became happy again when he thought about the good show that would be performed tomorrow.

"They really dare to set it at night, aren't they afraid that someone will sneak in!" Mao Li Hiromoto complained.

"You thief, shut your damn mouth!" Isamu Yokoyama cursed in Chinese words he heard from a storyteller.

"Mr. Maori, you're worrying too much. I guess the city government has already imposed martial law today!" Zhou Ke said, recalling the habits of the city government in the past when holding events.

"That's right, Matsuda-kun understands. In fact, the city government started the blockade last night. The area is very strict now. People with problems will definitely not be able to get in." Yokoyama Isamu echoed.

That's not necessarily true! Zhou Ke secretly denied Yokoyama Yong's statement in his heart. After all, the most problematic person had an invitation letter!

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While Zhou Ke was thinking about how to cause trouble on the day of the social gathering, Chen Gongshu in the International Settlement was also thinking about the same thing.

Although Cheng Haitao and Zhao Gangyi have been dealt with recently, Chen Gongshu, who stabbed Wang in Hanoi, Vietnam, will not be satisfied with this.

Zhang Xiaolin is undoubtedly a very good target, but it is indeed difficult to take action against him in the municipal government.

"dong dong"

"Enter!"

"District Chief, you have put us in touch with the person you asked us to contact!" Sun Shan, the captain of the action team, came in and reported excitedly.

"What did he say?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Chen Gongshu's eyes.

Just now he counted the undercovers in the city government and found that none of them were presentable. If they were to play a supporting role, it would be fine, but if they were to be the main attacker, it would most likely fail and they would lose their lives.

"That person said that he will never forget the mistakes he made in the Lixing Society! But he is good at serving the country and the people. He will take the head for you, and then you can erect an unknown monument for him in his hometown in Hangzhou!" Sun Shan said to the end, and the excitement he had when he first entered the door disappeared.

"Mr. Li is so kind! Unfortunately, apart from helping him, no one among us can bring him out! We really owe him too much!"

When Chen Gongshu said this, he recalled the rainy day of that year when the man holding two swords hugged his woman and cried bitterly, while he was standing under the eaves in the distance and watched it all helplessly. He wondered if that man could still play the role of Yu Ji now!

"District Chief, how about we start with the roads? We have enough manpower now, so it will be enough even if we arrange more road sections!" Sun Shan saw that his boss seemed a little reluctant so he suggested.

"This is not a question of how many people we have. Zhang Xiaolin is too cautious. As long as he doesn't appear in public, we won't be able to figure out his whereabouts!" Chen Gongshu gathered his thoughts and rejected his subordinates' unreliable suggestions.

"Then how many undercover personnel do we have stationed in the municipal government will be mobilized this time?" Sun Shan continued to ask.

"All the waiters and the little leader who can participate should stand by! If Mr. Li's plan fails, they will make the final move! We must make sure that Zhang Xiaolin, this national scum, cannot leave the city government!"

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"Mr. Li, are you sure you're going to play Guan Gong tomorrow? If you're sure, our boss would like to go on stage and perform a play with you to liven up the fun for our friends from the empire who are present!" A middle-aged man dressed in black clothes and black sunglasses, dressed like a lawyer, stood behind a man whose age could not be seen clearly with a Guan Gong mask on his face and asked with a smile.

"Boss Zhang actually wants to go on stage to sing a song, then I will definitely cooperate!" The man with Guan Gong mask readily agreed.

"Then Mr. Li, let's make it a deal! I'm going to go back and report this good news to my boss now!"

The master wearing sunglasses swung the fan in his hand and walked away happily. He didn't expect that Mr. Li, who was known for his arrogance, would agree to perform on the same stage with his boss so readily!

Second Master! Although I haven't been in your role for a long time, can I ask you to come to me tomorrow? The man in Guan Gong mask grabbed a Guan Dao beside him that looked fancy but actually had a hidden secret, and prayed silently in his heart.