Lost and Spy

Chapter 1553 Hospital Action
Meng Shaoyuan never expected to meet his father in Shanghai.

Meng Bofeng came for the Japanese Rangers.

"There are 25 more, or 26 more." Meng Shaoyuan told his father: "I killed two at the cost of eight deaths and one injury, and then at the cost of four deaths, I killed two and wounded four. one."

"It's tragic, but it's a good deal."

Meng Bofeng said calmly: "These are the elite of the Japanese army. Every time one is killed, it is a victory. And every time they die in Shanghai, they cannot be replenished.

I came to Shanghai this time because I was worried that you would not be able to deal with these Japanese. It seems that you have done a good job. "

Well done?

Meng Shaoyuan only smiled bitterly.

Twelve deaths and one injury, in exchange for the opponent's four deaths and one injury, is this not bad?

He was trading his life for his life there.

But he had no choice but to do so.

"I'm here for a meeting in Shanghai this time." Meng Bofeng continued, "By the way, I'm also looking for opportunities to kill one or two of them."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something: "By the way, what happened to Hideki Ishida?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Shaoyuan's face darkened immediately, and he told the whole story.

Meng Baifeng's eyes also immediately dimmed, and he sighed deeply: "It's a pity, it's a pity, where is the Qingshan not to bury the bones, hey."

He didn't know what to say.

Meng Shaoyuan was silent for a while, and told Lao Tzu all the changes in the situation in Shanghai.

"That Yosuke Okaman is easy to deal with." Meng Bofeng said in a deep voice, "Sakaki Yuta is a scourge, but people always have weaknesses. I will stay in Shanghai for a while and help you see if there is any way to solve it. gone."

"Ah."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't say much.

"It's done, I'm leaving." Meng Bofeng stood up: "By the way, which hospital does the injured Japanese soldier live in?"

"Yongchuan Hospital."

"Why not deal with it?"

"It's very close to No. 76. There are a few special agents on duty at the door of the ward, so it's not easy to get started."

"Oh, I know."

Meng Bofeng put on his windbreaker and top hat: "It's quite cold today."

……

Founded in 1936, Yongchuan Hospital is a young hospital.

There are many people who come to see a doctor.

Meng Bofeng looked at the cold.

In this weather, many people catch a cold.

When he went to get the medicine, Meng Bofeng walked around the hospital.

A little nurse came out pushing a cart.

The equipment that had just been operated on was placed on it.

"Hello, where is the inpatient department?"

Meng Bofeng stopped the little nurse.

"The third floor."

Meng Bofeng didn't intend to leave, but said: "You look really good-looking."

The little nurse blushed.

"Are you free after work? Let me treat you to a meal." Meng Bofeng continued.

"No, no time."

The little nurse pushed the cart away in a panic.

Meng Bofeng smiled.

In his hand, he held a scalpel and a hemostat.

Really, that little nurse is really pretty.

……

At the door of a ward in the inpatient department on the third floor, two spies stood.

The Japanese soldier should live there.

Meng Bofeng lit his pipe and took a puff.

Then he walked over with his pipe behind his back and his hands behind his back.

The two secret agents also got addicted to cigarettes, and when they took out their cigarettes and were about to light them, Meng Bofeng's face became serious:
"Stand up!"

Like a conditional launch, the two agents stepped forward.

But then I realized something was wrong: "Who are you?"

Meng Bofeng sneered: "Go ask Ding Mo Village, Li Shiqun, who am I!"

With such a loud tone, the two spies were a little uncertain.

"Stand up straight!"

Meng Bofeng said sternly again.

The two agents straightened up again!
"Well, that's about the same."

Meng Bofeng smiled, then waved both hands at the same time!
The scalpel in his left hand cut across the throat of a spy.

The right hemostat was inserted into the throat of another spy.

Stand up straight and let me kill!

He didn't even look at the two people clutching their throats in pain, he pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Inside, lay a seriously injured patient.

There was a falling sound behind him.

Meng Bofeng walked up to the patient and said in Japanese: "Hey, wake up."

The patient barely opened his eyes and asked in Japanese, "Who are you?"

"Captain Manjing asked me to come."

"Your Majesty Manjing?"

Identity confirmation, no more nonsense.

The scalpel quickly cut his throat.

Meng Bofeng's black windbreaker was stained with a few drops of blood, which was stained when he killed two secret agents just now, which made him very dissatisfied.

This coat is custom made and very expensive.

I haven't done it for a long time, and my skills have become rusty.

Meng Bofeng dragged in the bodies of the two spies.

Then, he went out and closed the door of the ward.

The series of actions took only a very short time, and no one in the inpatient department was alarmed.

Meng Bofeng hadn't even finished a bag of cigarettes yet.

He went back to the second floor.

You said it was a coincidence, he met that little nurse again.

He smiled: "Really, I'll treat you to dinner and a movie after get off work, okay?"

……

Meng Bofeng chose a restaurant opposite the hospital, the food here is said to be very expensive.

The little nurse was still asked out by him.

It's Qiao Qiao, a nice name, and she's 22 years old.

Blushes when speaking.

Meng Bofeng chose a location close to the window, where he could see the hospital opposite.

Several cars were parked at the gate, and people kept coming in and out nervously.

"What's wrong, something happened in the hospital?"

Meng Bofeng asked.

Qiao Qiao nodded nervously: "Killed."

"Killed?" Meng Bofeng had a surprised expression on his face.

"Yes." Qiao Qiao had lingering fears: "Three people died in the inpatient department. When we were about to leave work just now, we were all called in for questioning."

"Hey, this is the way of the world." Meng Bofeng sighed: "How can killing three people be like killing three chickens? It's really scary. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qiao Qiao blushed again: "What do you do?"

"Me?" Meng Bofeng smiled: "I work for the Nanjing government."

Qiao Qiao's face changed instantly.

I work for the Nanjing government.

This is a traitor.

So personable, how is it a traitor?
Qiao Qiao stood up: "I'm sorry, I remembered that there are still things at home, so I'm leaving."

"Leaving? Don't eat any food?"

"Thank you, I won't eat."

Qiao Qiao left here in a hurry.

Look, a very patriotic girl.

Meng Shaoyuan poured himself a glass of wine with a smile, and took a sip.

Well, what is certain now is that there are only 25 people left in the so-called Rangers.

With one more death, the pressure on the son can be relieved.

He drank the wine, put down the glass and the money.

"Sir, Lennon is gone."

The man graciously handed over the windbreaker.

"Let's go, the food is delicious."

(End of this chapter)