Xu Enzeng's blood ran cold. He thought of many things in an instant. He thought of being tortured by the Japanese, of rebelling and surrendering to the enemy, and of having his family property left in Jinling divided up.

Those charming sisters-in-law and sisters-in-law fell into the hands of others. The other party spent his money and beat his children. That damn Zuo Zhong was so harmful!

If this person hadn't dragged him to the Northeast, how could such a thing have happened? But how did the Japanese discover him? He was confident that he had not exposed any flaws.

In despair, Xu Enzeng was controlled by the other party and pulled into a car. The car suddenly started and jumped out quickly. The pedestrians around him were unaware of all this.

"Keep your head up."

In the bumpy car, with a low shout, the pale-faced Xu Enzeng slowly raised his head and saw a smiling acquaintance, and his anger suddenly appeared.

"Zuo, this kind of joke is too much. Do you know that I almost fired back just now? If the Puppet Manchukuo police see your gun, neither of us will be able to leave today."

Xu Enzeng shouted softly with his eyes red, and at the same time he was glad in his heart. Everyone in the world said that the person who knew him best was himself. He knew that he could not withstand those cruel punishments.

If the person who captured him is a Japanese intelligence officer, I'm afraid it won't take half an hour for him to explain everything, and then everything he imagined before will really happen.

"Gun, what gun."

Zuo Zhong sneered, raised his hand and threw a big stick to the other party, and asked calmly: "I heard that you think there is something wrong with Zuo's plan. Opening a grain store is not as good as opening a technical institute, right?"

"No way, this is a rumor, how dare I..." Xu Enzeng realized who was in charge of his life and quickly denied it. However, when he turned around, he found that it was Ling Sanping who was driving.

This was embarrassing. He could only stop flattering in the middle of his speech. He hugged Da Lieba and didn't know what to say. There was only a dry smile on his face, and he wished he could shoot the traitor in front of him.

The two of them are partners,

What is a partner?

He was a companion who shared life and death with sincerity. In such a short time, he sold himself out, and even lied to him about going to see a shop. Bah! There is nothing good about this pretty boy.

Zuo Zhong, who was standing next to him, saw that the other party was still unconvinced and snorted: "Don't be ungrateful. Ling Yunsheng is trying to save you. Do you think this matter can be hidden? You're stupid.

Turn in the mission report later. If the chairman sees you prostituted during the operation, you will have a few heads cut off. Open the grain store quickly and I will handle the matter."

After being scolded, Xu Enzeng remembered the mission report and nodded. He was already disliked by the leader. If he got involved in this matter again, it would definitely be a disaster.

"Okay, no more nonsense."

Zuo Zhong was too lazy to waste time on this waste, and said in a deep voice: "In addition to opening a grain store, I will give you another task, find a way to get the timetable of the Sui-Manchuria Railway.

Remember, this is an internal timetable, the kind that is accurate to the minute, not the one on the wall of the station. I want to know what time and where each car is, can I do it?"

Xu Enzeng thought seriously for two minutes, looked at Ling Sanping and smiled slightly: "No problem, Yunsheng has a good relationship with a female clerk at the station, and she works in the office.

There will definitely be a backup for a file like this that is not highly confidential. Let him treat the woman to a meal. I will find an opportunity to copy the key. It should not be difficult to get the timetable.

According to the information we have gathered, the internal security of the office is very lax. There are two Japanese policemen and several Koreans guarding the entire building. Please rest assured, Director Zuo."

"Well? Not bad, not bad."

Zuo Zhong looked at Ling Sanping with a strange expression. Unexpectedly, Dr. Ling, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also learned to rely on seduction to obtain information. As expected, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black.

After staying with Xu Enzeng for a long time, a good person has turned into a bad person. Alas, for the sake of the country and the nation, I can only work hard for this guy. Besides, it is just a meal and there is no missing piece of meat.

Of course Ling Sanping, who was driving, heard the conversation behind him, and his face was not moved at all. He knew what he should do and what he should not do, and he must put the mission first in his actions.

The three of them discussed for a while, and then parked the car in a remote alley. The three of them got out of the car and dispersed. As for the car, a thief would help deal with it.

Anyway, the car is stolen to begin with, and it won't take long for it to appear on the market with a new look. Even if the Japanese and puppet authorities notice that there is something wrong, it will be extremely difficult to find it.

Dark clouds gradually covered the moon.

It was pitch black everywhere.

The night is shrouded over the bustling city, whether it is the national flag, the Manchukuo flag, or even the Japanese flag, some things can never stop.

At this time, a dark figure appeared in the laneway in the backyard of Jiren Pharmacy. The person looked around and found that the light in the kitchen in the courtyard was not on, so he stepped on the side wall and climbed in.

"Who?"

As soon as the black shadow landed, He Yijun in the bedroom pulled out the light cord, asked in a low voice, then changed positions, pulled out the hairpin and held it tightly in his hand.

"It's me, clean up the traces." Zuo Zhong quickly took off his clothes and threw them into the wooden basin next to the well. He had traveled too many places during his trip and had to erase the clues he carried.

For example, dust, soil and other residues that are easily overlooked by the naked eye are not a big problem on the clothes themselves. This is the most popular style sold in ready-made clothing stores and can be found everywhere on the street.

"I understand, Okamoto-kun."

He Yijun breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the bedroom. He immediately washed his clothes and reported to Zuo Zhong what happened in the drugstore when he left for a meeting in the afternoon.

This work is very important. If the Japanese and puppet intelligence agencies investigate Zuo Zhong's movements today, the omission of any detail will lead to the exposure of his identity. It is not allowed to be careless.

"At 5:03, Uncle Zhu from next door came over and bought a bottle of aspirin. I said you were in the backyard concocting the newly arrived medicinal ingredients. When he was paying, there were two outsiders fighting outside."

"At 5:42, Dr. Song from Liutang Street Clinic introduced a client and prescribed several pairs of herbal medicines for typhoid fever. The client coughed seven times in total and the sound was very loud."

"At 6:35, Manager Hu from the warehouse called to ask for payment. I told him to deliver it tomorrow morning. The phone rang four times and the call lasted less than a minute."

"At 6:37, as soon as the call went off, a man came to buy Baiyao. Since this is a controlled drug strictly controlled by the Japanese and puppets, I didn't agree, and this man had problems."

He Yijun put the washed clothes on the clothesline, turned around and said: "When the other party approached me, I smelled the smell of blood. The smell was very strong, not an ordinary wound.

In addition, Baiyao is a good gunpowder. I suspect that this person was shot. He is either an anti-Japanese soldier or a trap set by the Japanese puppets. Mr. Okamoto, do you want to be transferred?"

"No, you did a good job."

Zuo Chong stood by the wall and looked outside. He wiped the footprints on the wall clean and replied with a smile. Fortunately, there was not much business today. There were only four people, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

The two of them hung out the clothes to dry and returned to the house. This time, Zuo Zhong used a very low voice to report the situation at the joint and the next plan for the Kwantung Army's water supply unit.

"The Fengchu team is in pretty good shape. We have established basic intelligence channels, and a grain store will be established soon. In an emergency, you can use the excuse of buying glutinous rice to contact us.

Our background is that we have been in Hui Province for several years, and we are used to eating the food there. It is normal, at least not obtrusive, but we try to have as little contact as possible. After all, it is a bit suspicious to buy rice and noodles from far away."

Zuo Zhong gave out the emergency contact information just in case, and then pointed to the southeast: "I will ask Torletta to go to Xiaoniujiao Valley tomorrow to conduct an on-site survey of the terrain of Beiyin River.

It is expected to take one day. We will find a place to stay in the village in the evening and come back before dinner the day after tomorrow. Please do not go out casually during this period and you can close the door earlier than usual.

If someone comes to cause trouble, don't worry about it and just call the police station. Compared with Bai Wenzhi's men, the gang of traitors in Manchukuo are more careful in doing things. You think it's ridiculous or not."

"Okamoto-kun, don't worry."

He Yijun couldn't help but frowned when he heard Zuo Zhong said he was going to the mountains: "I suggest that Wu Chunyang or Ling Sanping protect you secretly. The White Russians are not trustworthy, so be careful.

They kidnapped the son of the owner of Madiel Hotel two years ago and brutally broke up with him. These people have nothing but money in their eyes. Your safety is the most important thing, Deputy Director."

"No need to say anything, it's settled."

Zuo Zhong raised his hand to tell her not to say anything further. In fact, he knew in his heart that the nature of these Belarusians who had no motherland and no faith could be described by the saying "if you have breasts, you are a mother."

The problem is that Torretta is not only a Belarusian, but also an informant for the Japanese. Without the motivation of huge interests, the other party will not take huge risks to kidnap a Japanese businessman.

His external identity is just that of a small drugstore owner, which cannot be compared with the son of the owner of Madiel Hotel. Of course, the current Zuo family is probably not much better than the other party.

But Torletta didn't know.

Therefore, his safety is guaranteed. If it doesn't work, the pistols and British grenades in his space will teach him how to behave. There are so many bandits in the Northeast, so it's not surprising that they kill a lot of them.

After Zuo Zhong finished talking about his work, he went to make a phone call. Torrieta on the other end of the phone was a little reluctant at first, but as soon as he heard that there was car money and hard work money available, he immediately agreed.

Before dawn the next day, the other party's half-used taxi arrived. The two of them bought some food, then went to the gas station in the city to buy gas, and drove out of the city.

When the car reached the intersection out of the city, the car was stopped by a group of Japanese military police. Torretta quickly took out a pass, and Zuo Zhong also took out his identity certificate, and then he was let go.

After passing the checkpoint, the Belarusian said with a proud tone: "Okamoto, your money is not in vain. If it weren't for my pass, even if you are Japanese, you would not be able to leave Harbin."
Chapter completed!