While Zuo Zhong and the postman walked into a restaurant, a company called Dayang Fishery at the port area was very busy, with people coming and going.

Some people are packing the purchased fish, others are calculating the accounts, everyone is busy, except for the president's office door, which is closed.

Amidst the noise, a police car drove up to the entrance of the company, and several policemen with pistols on their waists got out of the car and walked in.

This frightened the workers. As monarchism became more prevalent, ordinary Japanese became more and more afraid of uniformed military and police personnel.

Because if they were slightly offended, the other party could find any reason to punish them, so everyone stopped what they were doing and seemed a little at a loss.

Two men wearing oilskin waterproof jackets looked at each other, and one of them shouted in Japanese with a Hokkaido accent to continue working.

The policemen didn't pay attention, and were even a little proud. They walked quickly through the damp operation room and came to the door of the president's office and knocked on the door.

"Squeak~"

The door was quickly opened by a woman in fashionable clothes. She was surprised when the police came to the door, and she quickly asked the other party why they were there.

"Excuse me, Mr. Police Officer..."

"Where's your president? Let's carry out the national registration. Let all employees gather immediately and temporarily suspend business until the registration is completed."

The leading Japanese policeman was very arrogant. As he spoke, he pushed the woman away and saw the middle-aged man arranging his clothes behind the desk.

Looking at the red-faced woman, and then at the other person, the policemen immediately understood what had happened, and couldn't help but laugh obscenely.

"cough."

The middle-aged man's expression did not change, he wiped his head in style and coughed lightly: "Mr. Police, I am an old friend with the Chief of the Hong Kong Police Station."

The leading policeman frowned, cursed the damn businessman secretly, and repeated his intention, emphasizing the seriousness of the matter.

He didn't care what the relationship between the other party and the director was, he still had to investigate what should be investigated. If he let the important suspects go, the military would not let them go.

"Yo Xi, Dayang Company will fully cooperate with the police station's actions." Upon hearing that Eucalyptus was involved, the middle-aged man expressed his understanding and nodded to the woman.

"Mihoko, let everyone gather together and give the workers' registration information to Mr. Police. On the way, pick up some small gifts given to me by the Americans."

The police officers present laughed, and even the leader's expression looked much better. Since the other party was sensible, it would be better for them to delay their business.

With the cooperation of the fishing company and the blessing of small gifts, the registration process went very quickly, and the police did not find any problems.

The workers all came to Tokyo at the start time of the investigation. They have salary receipt records as proof, and the middle-aged president is also willing to vouch for his subordinates.

As for the president himself and his wife, they are natives of Tokyo. Their household registration information shows that their family members were killed in the earthquake and they have never been abroad.

Even so, the leading police officer checked the two people's files responsibly and confirmed that the secret signs and seals on them were genuine.

Ten minutes later.

The police officers walked away with "little gifts" and smiled happily. The middle-aged man and the woman bowed and watched each other leave, and then their smiles slowly faded away.

The two of them turned around and returned to the office. The woman sat down on the chair seat without ceremony, while the middle-aged man stood aside and said with admiration.

"Team leader, thank you for your foresight and purchasing a household registration from the police chief. Otherwise, we would have been exposed through such a strict investigation.

The only question is whether the other party will take credit from us, and whether I will cause an accident to shut up that greedy old guy completely."

Having said this, he looked at the expressionless woman and carefully made a suggestion. He was worried that there would be problems with the seller.

Normally, that's it, but now it's no different than usual. They have already heard that the enemy is looking for suspicious people who entered Japan in the past two years.

The matter is of great importance. What if the seller chooses to report in a fit of passion and involves them? The middle-aged man feels that he should strike first.

"Don't add unnecessary complications."

The woman shook her head and said without any doubt: "The other party is more afraid than us now. If something happens to us, he will be the first to be unlucky.

Besides, the household registrations sold by the other party were not two copies, and there were many people who were profiting from it, and these people would never allow him to speak.

Adding icing on the cake is not as good as giving help when the time is right, so let's go and give him another thousand dollars tonight to show him that we are willing to make progress and retreat together."

"I understand, team leader."

The middle-aged man replied respectfully. He understood that giving money was both a relationship building and a threat, reminding the other party not to forget that they had received money.

If nothing goes wrong, we can still cooperate in the future. If something goes wrong, neither party to the transaction can escape. The police chief will understand.

He suddenly thought about Tokyo Station and couldn't help but sigh: "Team leader, you mean section chief, no, deputy section chief, why didn't you send someone to contact us?

Tokyo Station was destroyed, so many brave men were killed by the enemy, and contact with their hometown was cut off. The brothers were as panicked as a child without a mother.

Alas, the information of those top students in colleges and universities has been sent back a long time ago, and we don’t know when we can evacuate. This place is really not for people."

The woman listened to her subordinates' complaints and recalled Jinling, Honggong Temple, the deputy director, Lao Gu, Wu Chunyang and others in her mind, and she also felt a little homesick.

She is Fu Ling, who was sent to Japan by Zuozhong. This year, she has been under much more pressure than middle-aged people, and she can hardly sleep at night.

Select the right top students, monitor the target, and record the details. If anything goes wrong, it will bring disaster to them.

Why didn't she want to return to the Republic of China, where she could walk on the streets openly without worrying about being arrested by the enemy or having her identity exposed?

The problem is that Fu Ling understands that the deputy director is not not sending people to contact him, but he is worried that people like her are related to the destruction of Tokyo Station by the Japanese.

If they don't explain this matter clearly, they will die if they return to Jinling. Not only will they die, but their parents, relatives and friends will also be implicated.

She quickly adjusted her mood, twisted her eyebrows and scolded: "Stop complaining, no matter how serious the situation is, I will be the last one to withdraw.

Let's get down to business. What happened to the matter I asked you to check? Is there any whereabouts of the three senior executives at Tokyo Station? This matter is very important.

After finding them, let the telegraph operator sail to the sea to send the message. It is too dangerous to send the message on land, and the Japanese intelligence agency has a nose sharper than a dog."

"No news."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "I sent out all the people I could use, and Zhuang Zili, Wang Zhongquan and Tan Wei disappeared without a trace.

There is no movement at the Tokyo Station safe house we have, and besides... I feel something is wrong in those places, I can’t explain the reason, it just feels wrong.”

Something's wrong?

Fu Ling was shocked when she heard this. She would not think that this was the other party's conspiracy. The deputy director said that an intelligence officer should believe in his own feelings.

She stood up and crossed her arms, turned around, raised her head and asked warily: "Did you go alone? Did anyone follow you when you came back?"

"Absolutely not."

The middle-aged man spoke with certainty: "The first safe house I went to by myself by boat, even if there were enemies, they couldn't trace my specific whereabouts.

Going to other safe houses and returning to the company, I changed clothes and transportation many times, and finally lit a fire in the market and left in the chaos."

"Well, well done."

Fu Ling praised the other party, saying that the only advantage of being behind enemy lines is that you don't have to worry about casualties, and you can do whatever you want while ensuring safety.

She walked to the window and looked at the men cleaning the fish outside. After a moment of silence, she turned around and ordered: "Ignore Tokyo Station, the personnel will withdraw.

One or more of those three people must have become traitors, otherwise the Japanese would not have thought of tracking down the people in Japan in the past two years.

Tell brothers in Osaka and other cities to pay attention to safety and continue to hibernate. I will go to the emergency contact channel in a few days to see if there is any news from my hometown.

When necessary, I will report to the deputy director and bureau chief to explain everything that happened here, so that everyone’s hard work will never be in vain.”

"Thank you, team leader."

The middle-aged man stood at attention with his chest raised. Working under such a superior officer was a blessing for him and others. They were luckier than their colleagues at Tokyo Station.

After persisting behind enemy lines for so many years, I did not die at the hands of the Japanese, but died at the hands of my immediate boss. It is really chilling to think about it.

But these three people will not end well, and they will not live too long. The deputy director will definitely find a way to avenge the sacrifice of his brothers.

The middle-aged man had confidence in the old chief. What he didn't know was that Zuo Zhong had already arrived in Tokyo and was drinking with someone not far from them.

north side of city

Central District.

In the restaurant, Zuo Zhong chatted with the postman while eating, and asked a few questions calmly, such as whether the postman had ever encountered danger at work.

The postman didn't doubt his presence. He happily sipped his sake and talked about a few small things. Finally, he talked about what happened on the day Tokyo Station was attacked.

According to this person's description, Ginza was suddenly sealed off that day, and police and military personnel surrounded him from all directions and rushed into the Rising Sun Cinema.

Later, multiple gunshots were heard from inside, and the exchange of fire lasted for several minutes. After the gunfire stopped, more than 30 bodies were carried out.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Zhong realized that the enemy had suffered casualties. There were only about twenty people stationed at Tokyo Station, and the newspaper also said that twenty-five people were burned to death.

The extra corpses must be Japanese. He felt very heavy. Intelligence officers were not gods or supermen and could not be invulnerable.

Those Tokyo Station staff members who sacrificed their lives are all warriors. It is indeed not easy to kill so many enemies at such a disadvantage.

However, what Zuo Zhong was most concerned about was whether women would appear in the Rising Sun Cinema. There were not many female agents in the Secret Service in Tokyo.

In addition to Fu Ling, there are only a few telecommunications personnel. If there are women at the scene, the possibility of Fu Ling surrendering to the enemy will be greatly increased.

Of course, you can't ask directly.

That intention is too obvious.

After thinking for a while, he changed the subject with a smile, kept filling the postman's glass, and asked about the post office in a serious manner.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Zuo Zhong expressed some curiosity that he had heard that the police and military had caught many beautiful women that day.

The postman burped and waved his hands, denying the statement and swearing to Amaterasu that there were only men at the scene and not any women.

It’s fine if you don’t have it,
To be continued...