At this time, a teenager in his teens counted the number of cars and the approximate number of people on the roadside. He turned his head naturally and walked around a few times into a shop with a phone sign.

Of course, Ono didn't know all this. After notifying Hasegawa Ryosuke, he bought some food and returned to the surveillance position. Seeing that Takaki Ioda's car was still parked in place, he breathed a relaxed sigh.

This is not good to follow up alone. It is easy to lose your target without taking over. However, people have three urgent needs. No matter how professional intelligence personnel are, they cannot violate physiological laws. They should eat and pull.

Ono thought of this and took a bite of the steamed bun, stretched his head to look at a window, and he didn't regret giving up extortion of Takaki Izuda at all. There are many things he can't get involved in.

Money is easy to use, but the premise is that you have the will to spend it.

If he offended Takaki Ioda, he would have a chance to survive, but if he offended Ryosuke Hasegawa, who had a wide range of friendship, it would be useless even if he ran back to the local area. Ono understood this truth very well.

Besides, Wang Badan, Izuda, is a stingy person. Maybe he will not pay a yen if he exposes it secretly, so instead of extorting it in a hurry, it is better to tell the truth to Director Hasegawa.

Ono was really thoughtful, but unfortunately he was a pawn after all, and he could not escape the fate arranged by others. For example, just as he was thinking about everything, a few sneaky black shadows slowly approached.

In the dark alley, these people walked behind him quietly. One of the black shadows raised a wooden stick and tapped his head gently, making a thud, and Ono fell down accordingly.

"Disse?"

"Report to Chief Wu, I'm dizzy."

"Drag away, the old rules, no one can live, no corpse can be seen, and you can take it to the riverside to deal with it directly. Remember to take out all the items on this guy's body, and you can't leave your appearance, fingerprints, or birthmarks."

"yes."

Wu Chunyang had no time to deal with Ono who was being taken away. He looked up at the house where he was targeted and patted a subordinate next to him on the shoulder: "Please send a signal immediately to inform Section Chief Gu to evacuate."

"Okay."

The little spy nodded, walked out of the alley and made a gesture, and then a crisp and loud hawking sound rang out. There were many small businesses in the residential area, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Time went back a few minutes ago.

"Lao Dou" in the residential building sat at a dining table full of food. While drinking, he listened to the half-drunk Takaki Ioda's half-drunk Takaki telling the unfair things he encountered today, and he felt helpless.

In order to save this person more time, he specially prepared wine and food. Unexpectedly, the person stayed, but the other party was too nagging. He talked about hunting five or six times back and forth.

This was simply a life-threatening person. When he heard the secret code outside, Guqi was forgiven and rubbed his temples, interrupting Izuda's nagging: "Can you think of a way to what I said before?"

“This is very difficult.”

There, Takaki Izuda said with a big tongue and a mouth full of alcohol, saying, "It's not that I don't want to make money, but I really can't get the content of Mr. Foreign Minister's speech, which will disappoint you, Mr. Dou."

"Oh, it's Mr. Dou who is making things difficult for you. Sir, please drink first. I'll go downstairs to call the buyer to see if there are any other needs. You've come here and you can't let you go in vain."

Guqi shook his head as if regretful, and then made a suggestion.

"Yoxi, Doujun, go, thank you for chatting with me. Don't worry, when our army of the Great Japanese Empire enters Shanghai, I will definitely not treat you badly." Takaki Izuda waved his hand.

Pooh.

Let's talk about it when you can survive.

Guqi suppressed his anger, smiled and replied a few beautiful words, picked up the scarf and coat on the clothes hanger, closed the door calmly, walked out of the residential building and went up the roadside to a car on the side of the road.

"Let's go, take me to see the deputy director."

"Yes, section chief."

He got into the car and greeted the driver, turned around and glanced lightly. When we met again, I am afraid that this Izuda Takaki should be in the soil. No, maybe he has no place to bury himself.

There are a few people who are missed by the deputy director who have a fate, not to mention the far-reaching ones, just talk about Liu Gui, the head of the intelligence department before. He is cautious and has a lot of means, but he was shot dead in the end.

This time, the deputy director used so much manpower and material resources to create a major incident. In this case, Takaki Izuda was able to completely penetrate the soil, and his ancestors were virtuous.

Just as he was thinking, a team of police cars from the concession police room roared past, Gu Qi glanced at him and withdrew his gaze. The stage was set up, the British also made a comeback, and the show was about to begin.

“Cruff.”

Not long after driving, the car stopped at the entrance of a brightly lit restaurant. Guqi got off the car and saw an intelligence agent. Under his guidance, he walked to the top floor and pushed open a door.

"Old Gu, welcome back."

Zuo Chong sat on the sofa and waved to him with a smile. The East China District Mayor Yu Xingle, Song Minghao, and Wu Jingzhong were standing up to greet him. After all, Gu Qi was their siblings and superiors.

"Oh, it turns out it's Mayor Yu."

Gu Qi folded his hands together, bent down and walked into the house slightly, put down his hand and shook Yu Xingle, and said with emotion: "Compared with the last time I met at the headquarters of Jinling, Lao Yu, you have reduced a lot.

I heard you say that the work in Shanghai is not easy to carry out. This time I have seen it. On the land of the Republic of China, doing something is like being behind enemy lines. Brother Yu, you have suffered over the years."

As soon as this said, Yu Xingle hugged Gu Qi and cried bitterly. Everyone saw that he was in charge of the power of East China. As a prince in the country, who could understand the pain?

The British, he dare not offend him.

The French, he dare not offend him.

He dared not offend Germans, Red Russians, Americans, and even Japanese. He did not dare to offend him. He was not the one who was an official, but he was clearly a grandson, or a third grandson who was a little bitch.

"No more say anything, alas."

Yu Xingle grabbed his hand and shook it hard. A little tears burst out from his eyes. It is obvious how severe the situation in Shanghai is to force a veteran of intelligence to this extent.

Zuo Chong smiled slightly and clapped his hands: "Okay, don't stand stupidly, everyone sit down and eat something, and wait for the news over there, Oh, Lao Yu, you don't know anything, right?"

"Yes."

Yu Xingle sat upright and replied respectfully: "I received your call and asked me to arrange a hotel nearby. As for the reason, Bei Zhi did not dare to make any guesses. Please make clear the Deputy Director."

"Yan is so heavy, Yan is so heavy, Lao Yu."

Zuo Chong laughed and said, "You and I know each other in Weimo, so there is no need to be so dissatisfied. I asked you to come here just to ask how many people can be dispatched in your East China region tonight, and what I mentioned are armed personnel."

hiss.
Chapter completed!