A middle-aged man in his thirties loaded the mp18 on his hand, then looked at the innocent little face next to him: "Haguchi, what happened? Why did the German police go out?"

"I don't know, if you catch thieves or someone dies, don't be too nervous. This is the embassy of the Great Japanese Empire, and the police will not rush in." The speaker turned out to be Hasegur Hasegur who should be in Shanghai.

After he said that, he gave the other party a blank look, and he became increasingly disliked the rude Kanto Army and Horsemen. It was so stupid. If the Germans arrested them, what could these dozen people do?

Unfortunately, I was suddenly thrown onto a cruise ship by a special envoy from Tokyo to perform a so-called secret mission. I didn’t have time to report the situation to Nobita, otherwise I could make a lot of money again this time.

Hasegawa Ryosuke sat lazily on the stool and yawned, secretly scolding Doihara and the senior officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. If these two sides hadn't been troublesome, how could he have come to this ghost place?

The reason why he appeared here is very simple. After receiving the mission of destroying the Chinese and German weapons, the Kwantung Army did not ask for anything, and he asked for an expert on China and diplomats.

These two requirements are not excessive. The Kwantung Army did not send professional spies to carry out such a mission of dying. It only found a group of soldiers trained in intelligence, and these people did not understand foreign languages ​​at all.

From Northeast China to Europe, it is difficult to move forward without language. In addition, the task involves the National Government. Joining a member who is familiar with the situation of the Republic of China can better complete the task.

The Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs studied for a long time and found that Ryosuke Hasegawa, who had just served as the deputy director of the intelligence department of the Shanghai Consulate, perfectly met these two requirements and was worthy of being their flower of the special high school class.

First of all, when the military and other intelligence agencies failed many times in Jinling, only the intelligence personnel led by the other side were lurking smoothly, saying that it would be no exaggeration to say that experts on China issues were experts.

With the resume of Tongwen Academy and the advantages of knowing a few foreign languages, there is no more suitable candidate than him. In this way, Hasea Ryosuke bid farewell to the Shili foreign market and arrived here.

When the Kwantung Army operators in the room heard his explanation, they nodded vigorously. The Great Japanese Empire was not a weak country that could be bullied. During the European War, they defeated the German army in Shandong Province.

Therefore, the Germans could not enter the embassy at the risk of breaking up relations between the two countries, and there was no reason to arrest them. After all, the assassination had not begun, and the other party could not predict the future.

But half an hour later, the third-class secretary of the embassy walked in with a dark face. Seeing that the Kanto military personnel were relieved, he then pulled Hasegur to the side and asked in a low voice.

"Haguchi, these red deer groups have not gone out just now. Your target Mao Yi was assassinated dozens of minutes ago. According to his guards, the murderer was an imperial intelligence officer.

Now Germany requires the ambassador to explain and hand over the assassination murderer, otherwise he will submit a formal diplomatic note to the empire. This matter has nothing to do with the Berlin Embassy and you need to make a decision."

"Nani?"

Hasegawa Ryosuke's eyes were rounded. Before he could take action, the target was assassinated? He originally thought that he would reveal a flaw and let the other party go, but now there was no need.

After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head affirmatively: "They didn't go out. You can verify this with the guards in your museum, and the time for action according to the plan is tonight, not daytime.

I think there must be a misunderstanding here. Please rest assured that there is no evidence from the Chinese and Germans. The final outcome is likely to be a big deal and will not affect Japan-German relations."

Hasegawa Ryosuke made a nonsense and decided not to take the blame no matter what. He came to Germany to assist the task, not the leader. If there was a problem, the embassy should look for the Kanto Army.

The third-class secretary who graduated from Tongwen Academy heard the subtext in his words, glanced at the unknown Kwantung military personnel, and said nothing, turned his head out of the room and returned the order to the ambassador.

"Baga, non-national..."

The middle-aged man who had asked what had happened before cursed in a low voice when he saw this, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was too much. He was the Imperial Army's Zhongjiao, and this person actually ignored him.

Then he stared at Hasegawa Ryosuke, whose face was gloomy and gloomy, and he felt like he was scratching a cat. He wanted to ask about the specific situation, but he was afraid of offending this generous minister of Foreign Affairs, and he was short of a man.

When Hague came to his senses, he was happy when he saw him scratching his head. He reported the latest information in pain, indicating their embarrassing situation, and asked the other party to contact the Kanto Army immediately.

The meaning of inside and outside is to ask if there are two teams of personnel performing missions. This is a common method of secret intelligence operations, one is bright and the other is dark, and they do not know their respective existences.

Nakasa was stunned after hearing this. He was a half-way agent from a field army. He didn't know such a thing. He was skeptical and asked the radio operator to go to the embassy telegraph room to generate electricity to the Northeast for verification.

In short, Mao Yi's assassination made the Germans and the Japanese so messed up. Both sides were using various channels to find clues, but one side was to hold them accountable and the other side was to get rid of suspicion.

After receiving the news, Zuo Chong and the staff of the secret service immediately rushed to the German hospital. Mao Yike was receiving treatment here. All the surgical experts in Berlin City were recruited by the military.

Not only doctors, but also Berlin policemen in police uniforms, the Wehrmacht officers in military uniforms and a strong man in plain clothes surrounded the narrow operating room door.

"Say, what the hell is going on."

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Zuo Chong grabbed the neck of the guard in the team and asked viciously, looking like he wanted to eat people, which scared the spies so much that they didn't dare to breathe. This mistake was indeed too big.

If there is no mistake in the security work, it means failure. Mao Yi is fine if he is not dead. If he dies, the reputation that the secret service has accumulated over the past few years will be dispersed.

The guards led the team were mourning: "Director Mao saw a friend about to get in the car, and someone suddenly shot the roof of the building more than 100 meters away. Fortunately, the other brothers pulled a bullet and only hit the shoulder.

Sir, I am willing to accept the military law. This matter has nothing to do with others. It is because I did not check the commanding heights according to regulations, but the murderer must be a Japanese. I heard that it was the gunshot of the 38th Style."

"Hmph, let's deal with you again."

Zuo Chong gritted his teeth and pushed him away, greeted the restless Colonel Much in unskilled German. As a result, the other party nodded perfunctorily and continued to look anxiously in the direction of the operating room.

Everyone stopped talking, and it was quiet in the hospital corridor that even a needle fell off could be heard. The nurses and doctors passing by found a large group of officers here, and they closed their mouths and accelerated their pace.

More than an hour later.

The light at the door of the operating room went out.

A doctor pushed open the wooden door and walked out of the operating room and told everyone good news. The operation went very smoothly. They successfully took out the bullets on Mao Yike's shoulder and disinfected them and bandaged them.

Now, as long as you have a good time to cultivate yourself, Mao Yike's life and work will not be affected in the future. After introducing the situation, the doctor handed over a slightly deformed warhead to Muhe.

"Daily Arisaka 6.5mm rifle bullet."

Zuo Chong said coldly next to him, and the people present nodded after identifying it. Everyone was an expert in gun playing, so naturally he knew that this was the bullet used in the 38th Style and was a standard weapon of the Japanese army.

Muhy and a man wearing a leather jacket winked. The man in a leather jacket quietly withdrew from the crowd and walked away quickly. Gui Youguang looked at this scene and quietly pulled the hem of the left hem.

Zuo Chong shook his head gently. He noticed these people as soon as he came, because he could smell the same smell on the other person from a distance. If he was not mistaken, this might be the Gestapo.

When it comes to major cases and political protection work in Germany, the Gestapo will definitely get involved. What is interesting is what Murch does and why can he order them.

Muhy didn't know that his actions were detected by the secret service. After confirming that Mao Yi was not in danger of his life, he sat on the waiting chair and let out a long sigh. Things were not too bad.

As long as people are alive, the plan can continue to be implemented. At worst, the time can be delayed a little. In the face of the entire national strategy, you must have patience. Anyway, the people of the Republic of China cannot leave now.

Thinking of this, an operating room launched a surgical cart. Mao Yike lay on it with his eyes closed tightly, his face was extremely pale without a trace of blood, and a layer of gauze was wrapped in the shoulders.

Zuo Chong walked over and grabbed his wrist. His pulse was a little faster but very strong. It seemed that the doctor did not lie to them. He regained his health and regained his health. Fortunately, God really blessed him.

Seeing that Mao Yi was fine, the police station left a few guards and left. The officers also left, and they scattered. Only Mu Hyuk and his men were left at the scene. It seemed that they were preparing to accompany each other in person.

Whether this style is true or false, at least there is no point in criticizing it in terms of attitude. Strictly speaking, the responsibility for the assassination lies with Mao Yi himself. The Germans do this as a merciful and righteous person.

Mulch called the hospital staff and asked for a high-end ward. He also asked the doctor to use the most expensive and best medicines, and arranged them all to sit next to the hospital bed, waiting for the former students to wake up.

I don’t know how long it took, Mao Yike’s eyelids slowly twitched, and finally opened his eyes. Seeing Zuo Chong and Mu He smiled bitterly, his throat hurts so much that he had to nod.

After all, there are only a few gods who can jump alive if they are shot, let alone military guns like the 38th Style. Perhaps it is a matter of shooting angle. Mao Yi is lucky to have no amputation.

"Dang thump..."

Just as everyone was sighing, someone knocked on the door. A small spy came in and handed Zuo Chong a document. The whispered report was an urgent telegram from Jinling, which was related to this mission.

After taking it, Zuo Chong frowned, looked at Mao Yike, who was half dead, and helplessly put it in the other party's ear and said a few words. While listening, Mao Yike pointed to the water cup at the head of the bed.

Moohe reacted quickly and quickly got up and picked up the water cup to feed the other party water and persuaded him: "Hao, drink it slowly. People who lose too much blood will easily become thirsty, but they cannot intake too much water for a short period of time."

"Thank you...ah, thank you."

Moisturize your throat with water, Mao Yike thanked him with difficulty, and then took a breath and said intermittently: "Col. Much, our government sent a telegram asking me to check the weapon drawings as soon as possible.

But look at my current appearance, can you please transport the drawings to Berlin? I will go to Württemberg to check weapons samples and discuss specific details when I recover from my injury."
Chapter completed!