The secret war is silent

Miyagi Uhei.

Come to think of it, the squad leader of the intelligence squad of the Japanese Army's Secret Service Department in Jiangcheng is an old spy. This guy has sneaked into Jiangcheng a long time ago, but he has never been the target of the "direct team".

So, you can still get away with it.

Unexpectedly, he encountered him here and died in his own hands.

There are three more Japanese, who should be Miyagi's men, and the other one is Young Master Yang Fei. He never dreamed that he would die in such a way.

And he didn't know until his death that the person who killed him was the "Qin Ming" he wanted to trick. All I can say is that he was really unlucky.

Nice watch, made in Switzerland.

If you don't take it, it's free. Even if you don't use it, you can still sell it on the black market for money. However, at least you have to wait until the heat of this matter has passed.

If you have cash and a lot of money, then I'll accept it.

As for the guns and ammunition carried by these people, although they are good things, they are more dangerous to take out, so forget it, after Luo Yao searched them.

I found an inconspicuous cloth bag and put it in it.

Only then was he satisfied and ready to leave.

Less than twenty minutes passed before and after this.

A full warehouse has arrived.

As he passed by the alley on a rickshaw, he also noticed that the tinker and the cigarette seller looked suspicious, so he passed by without stopping.

Fortunately he didn't turn around, otherwise he would have been suspected.

Luo Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened the door and walked out, leaving from the other direction. The cigarette seller and the tinker also looked at his back again.

After finding nothing unusual, he turned away.

No near misses.

Luo Yao went out from another alley and of course found sentries arranged by the Japanese, including fruit sellers and shoe shiners.

The two of them were very alert, and they also paid attention to Luo Yao. Of course, Luo Yao was still wearing Fan Jingyin's clothes. He lowered his head slightly and walked forward calmly.

Their mission should be to monitor and report suspicious persons, and although the one from No. 17 looks a bit raw, there should be no problem.

"Let's go, hurry up and go to Fan Jingyin's house right away!" As the road ahead turned and he entered the street, he saw Mancang's rickshaw parked on the side of the road, and he was sitting on the curb to rest.

"Okay."

"Team leader, how are you?" Mancang asked after the wheels began to pedal.

"The matter is settled. Now, take my clothes to Fan Jingyin's house, wear them on him, wipe off the traces, and then leave!" Luo Yao ordered.

"I understand, team leader, what else do you need me to do?" Mancang asked.

"Be careful lately. It's best to find a reason not to do any work." Luo Yao ordered.

"clear."

"Okay, I'll get off in front." Luo Yao took off his clothes and left them in the car. He rolled the gold and silver banknotes he had collected in a bag, quickly got out of the car, got into the crowd, and disappeared quickly. .

Mancang also knew that it would not be good for him to ask questions about some things. It would be better to know nothing and pedal the car in another direction.

…

"Team leader, why are you here?" Qiao Sanyang heard the familiar knock on the door and hurriedly opened the door. He was a little surprised when he saw Luo Yao coming in disguise.

"I came to Special District 3 to do some things. I'm done. There are some things that I can't bring into the French Concession. I'll keep them here." Luo Yao placed the money he had collected from Changleli No. 17 in front of Qiao Sanyang.

"Team leader, did you go to rob?"

"Absolutely, Cat, you must not handle these things without authorization. If you are short of money, you can use these French currency and Japanese military stamps, but you must not touch these gold, silver and watches. Do you understand?" Luo Yao solemnly warned Qiao Sanyang.

"Understood, team leader, I understand." Qiao Sanyang nodded. He has also received professional training. His watches and gold and silver jewelry all have strong personal characteristics. Once discovered, his identity will be exposed. Paper money is a currency in circulation, and generally does not have personal characteristics unless it is marked with a mark. But if it is marked, it can be seen directly, and he will not be stupid enough to use it.

"Do you want to go where the maintenance committee is established?"

"Yes, they asked me to be the greeter and gave me a new set of clothes." Qiao Sanyang said with a smile.

"Then remember to be more careful and evacuate immediately if there is danger." Luo Yao warned. He didn't know Tang Xin's specific plan to break the news, so he could only remind Qiao Sanyang first.

"I understand, team leader, I will be careful." Qiao Sanyang nodded.

"Okay, it's time for me to go." Luo Yao can't stay in the special third area for too long, otherwise he will be suspected once he is traced, and he has to go back to school quickly.

…

"Teacher Qin, you set up today's game, right?" As soon as Luo Yao came back, the sophisticated Teacher Xu came over and said quietly.

Luo Yao smiled and did not respond.

Although the teachers are ordinary people, they are not fools. After the director surnamed Fan came, he gave orders. How many teachers in the high school department have a good relationship with him?

If it weren't for the sake of work, who would be willing to humble himself?

This time Director Fan was forced to bleed violently, and everyone felt a lot more relieved. Moreover, this guy was a mute and couldn't tell the story of his sufferings.

"Teacher Qin, if anything happens in the future, please tell everyone." Teacher Xu gently patted Qin Ming on the shoulder.

"I know, thank you, Teacher Xu." Luo Yao understood what Teacher Xu meant. He had offended Director Fan severely this time. This guy will definitely have to put on his shoes in the future.

Luo Yao will definitely have a hard time in the future.

It's pretty good that Teacher Xu can say such a thing. They are not like me and have their own difficulties, otherwise they wouldn't be able to stay.

Who doesn't know that the Japanese are coming, and life will be difficult in the future. If you have the chance to leave, you should leave early.

"Xiao Qin, Teacher Jiang is not here. Please tell me about adjusting classes in the future." Teacher Guo came over, smiled at Luo Yao, and encouraged him.

"OK."

Feeling the kindness of his colleagues, Luo Yao felt warm in his heart. Although these people usually care about trivial matters, they have good hearts and are kind-hearted ordinary people.

Luo Yao felt it was worth it to fight for them. As for fathers and sons like Yang Zan and Yang Fei, they didn't look at them seriously. If such people died early, they would harm less people.

Luo Yao knew, however, that Director Fan might not have the chance to show up at Shangzhi Middle School again, and his position as the dean would probably be over.

This kind of person will be a disaster if he stays.

…

"Kill, kill someone..." It was the cigarette dealer. According to the set time, he would report the situation outside to Miyagi Uhei at No. 17 Changleli every once in a while.

As a result, as soon as he entered, he was frightened crazy by the scene in front of him.

On the 17th, everyone from the janitor to the cook, one by one, died, especially the five of them, Miyagi Uhei. They were all lying on the table with leftovers, bleeding from their orifices. They were already dead when they were found. It's so thorough!

Who did it?

The cigarette dealer hurriedly called to report, but he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the phone receiver steady and stammered when speaking. The phone number was called to the Japanese Army's Secret Service in Jiangcheng.

Domon Jiro's adjutant Akagi picked it up.

After receiving the call, Akagi's expression changed, he dropped the phone and hurriedly went to report to Domon Jiro.

"What?" After hearing Akagi's report, Domon Jiro's face turned pale with fright. In broad daylight, the squad leader of the intelligence class under him was actually poisoned to death in his hometown?

Is there anything scarier than this?

Even if there aren't many people around Miyagi Uhei, he won't be poisoned to death silently. Who can do this?

Immediately, Takeshima, who was attending the special high school class, and Yoshino, who was in the military police, were called. The three of them came towards Changli under the protection of heavy soldiers.

The four people who survived were the cigarette seller, the tinker, the fruit collector and the leather boot polisher. All four of them were secret and floating whistles placed outside by Miyagi Uhei.

Everything on the outside is alive and well, but everything on the inside is completely dead!

The corpses were brought out one by one, bleeding from all the orifices, and hideous. Domon Jiro and others all looked ugly. This time, the dead ones were agents of the Empire of Japan.

The cigarette seller and the other four people stood in a row dejectedly, not daring to express their anger.

"Tell me, are there any suspicious people coming in and out of No. 17 today?" Domon Jiro asked in person with a dark face.

"Yes, there is one... He came out less than twenty minutes after he entered. He entered the alley from my side and left from Sakamoto-kun's side." The tinker said.

"Nani, how did people get in?"

"It was Kogoro Hirata (the Japanese spy who guarded the door) who opened the door and let people in."

"idiot!"

"Minister, the military doctor has examined it. Except for Kogoro Hirata, whose neck was broken, the others died of poisoning. The toxicity is very violent. They have been tested on dogs. If they eat it, they will not die immediately. It will take four to five minutes for the attack to occur." ." Akagi came to Duomen and reported in a low voice.

"What are the ingredients of the poison?"

"We don't know yet. We need to take it back for testing."

"Test the test immediately. I want to know as soon as possible." Domonjiro said through gritted teeth.

"Hai!"

"Bring these four people back to me and question them separately. You must clarify the matter for me." Domenjiro felt his heart felt uncomfortable. Since entering Jiangcheng, he has not had a smooth day. The anti-Japanese elements in the city Making trouble every day, such as five-household joint security, curfew, large-scale raids, and large-scale raids, the effect is not that obvious.

Nowadays, there are not many small attacks and sabotages, but when they occur, it becomes a major case. The opponents are becoming more and more secretive and their methods are more cruel!

"Block the news and don't allow any information to leak." Domon Jiro remembered something and ordered again. If this matter is announced, the reputation of the Secret Service will be small, and it may also cause panic, especially after the establishment of the Secret Service. The Jiangcheng Vigilante Committee is about to be established.

In order to whitewash the situation, we should not let the outside world know.

"Minister, one of the dead people was the son of Yang Zan, president of the Shouchang Maintenance Association, and the interpreter of our military police." Yoshino came over and reported.

"What?" Domen Erlang frowned, "Yang Zan's son?"

"Yes, do you want to inform him of the news?" Yoshino asked.

Domon Jiro thought for a while and decided: "Don't tell him yet, wait until the Jiangcheng Vigilante Committee is established. Also, Yoshino-kun, the security work on the day when the Sustainment Committee is established must be foolproof, and no more mistakes can be made! "

"Hai!"