Oh, Secret Service Headquarters!
Then it can't be killed. The other party has already identified himself.
"Get up!"
Zhang Yong put away his gun.
The others also let go. But still keeping an eye on the target.
If the target moves in any way, they will pounce on the opponent again and subdue the opponent. Or kill.
"What are you doing hiding in the crowd?"
"Observe the movement."
"What's the noise?"
"Let's see if any Red Party members are coming."
"What happened to the previous Red Party?"
"Ran."
"Ran?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
It's really surprising.
Boss Fang actually ran away?
How did you run away?
Wasn't he arrested? Can you still run?
There was some vague joy. Good news after all. It's best if you can run out.
Of course nothing showed on the surface.
In fact, there is nothing to be happy about.
Although Boss Fang successfully ran out, he will still be hunted. Given the current overall situation of the underground party, it is hard to say whether they can escape capture.
Still trouble if caught. Therefore, Li Jingzhi's crisis has not been resolved.
"What's going on with you? Can't you catch anyone?"
"He had helpers to attack us secretly. He killed two of us."
"Kill two of them?"
"Yes. Two of our brothers were assassinated. They were both fatally shot."
"Have you caught anyone?"
"without……"
"Are you alone here? Where are the others?"
"Not back yet."
"Okay, go back and perform your mission!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
It turns out Ye Wansheng hasn’t come back yet! hehe. Probably won't be back for a while.
How many people does he have in his team? Two of them were killed by me, and then twelve more were killed. Almost the entire army was wiped out! With so many people dead, Ye Wansheng must find a way to explain.
The most important thing is that he has to find a way to prevent being slapped by Lixingshe.
Otherwise, when the time comes, if the person dies and is framed by the Lixing Society, it will be over. Fortunately, he is Ye Xiufeng's nephew.
As one of the backbones of the CC series, Ye Xiufeng still has some energy. With a little manipulation, Ye Wansheng was able to escape unharmed.
Of course, the men who were killed died in vain. Ye Wansheng would never dare to disclose their identities.
This wave crushed Ye Wansheng.
But it cannot be taken lightly. Ye Wansheng will definitely fight back.
Zhongtong's assassination methods have always been very insidious and vicious. If you are not careful, you may die in the hands of the other party.
After gathering his mood, Zhang Yong went to the photo studio next to him.
"Boss, show me the photos."
"Boss, you haven't used up the film yet. I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
"If you take it out, the rest may be wasted."
“Can’t you just post a few photos alone?”
"That. I'm sorry. Boss, I don't have that kind of technology."
The boss is a bit embarrassed.
Zhang Yong:? ? ?
All right. Maybe I overestimated this era.
In later generations, he always used digital cameras or mobile phones. Post whichever picture you want. I don’t know how to operate film.
Does it mean that one roll of film must be shot completely before it can be published? Otherwise, what will happen later will be exposed?
A tube of film can take more than thirty photos, and he has only taken five or six photos now. It would be a waste if it were exposed like this.
never mind. Let’s wash it together next time after taking the photo. Turn around and leave.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed someone behind the curtain.
"Who?"
Zhang Yong immediately increased his vigilance.
At this moment, he still cherishes his life.
"Do not misunderstand!"
"Do not misunderstand!"
The boss shouted hurriedly.
Then a little girl appeared from behind the curtain.
Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out to be a little girl! Hidden. He was probably frightened by the explosion just now.
So I stopped paying attention.
Turn around and leave.
…
The owner of the photo studio watched Zhang Yong leave before quietly entering the inner room.
The little girl stood behind the curtain and watched the wind. The boss opens a secret door. Enter a hidden partition.
There is a narrow tunnel inside. Leading deep underground.
The boss walked carefully all the way.
Go to the bottom and light the fire fold. A man was seen lying on the ground.
he got hurt. It was blown up by a grenade.
He is Fang Huaizhou. The owner of Huaizhou Bookstore. One of the underground party members.
The owner of the photo studio is also a member of the underground party. It happens to cooperate with Huaizhou Bookstore. The winding tunnel passes through five shops underground and connects them to each other.
It was through the tunnel that Fang Huaizhou was able to escape smoothly. But he was also injured.
At that time, the special agents reacted quickly and rushed in to try to arrest people as soon as the gun was fired. He heard the gunshot, quickly took out the grenade, and then pulled the string.
Just a little bit different. Luckily he throws grenades fast. The agents dare not approach.
Unfortunately, fragments of the grenade exploded and hit him in the lower abdomen. causing him to be injured. Fortunately there was no blood before entering the tunnel.
In short, the situation is not optimistic. Although he escaped temporarily, he was seriously injured.
"Old Fang, I must take you to the hospital."
"no……"
Fang Huaizhou refused.
Once he goes to the hospital, his identity will be exposed.
Absolutely no go.
He would rather sacrifice.
…
Ye Wansheng hurriedly returned to the Songhu office of the secret service headquarters.
So many people were lost all at once, and the consequences were disastrous. He didn't know what to do for a moment. He had no choice but to come to Ding Mochuan.
Before arriving, he had already reported to the other party on the phone.
As a result, Ding Mochuan asked him to withdraw quickly. He was also strictly prohibited from mentioning the matter to anyone.
"director……"
"Forget about this."
"What?"
"As if nothing happened."
"Why?"
"Because I caught a Japanese spy there and recovered two national treasures, I received a commissioned commendation."
"What national treasure?"
"The lost Buddha head of Qixia Temple. The committee once paid attention to that. Gu Zhenglun also traced it before. But it was not found. Now, it has been recovered by people over there."
"How can it be……"
Ye Wansheng murmured to himself.
He felt that things were getting worse and worse. If the other party insists that he is helping the Japanese spy escape, there will be big trouble...
No wonder Ding Mochuan told himself to forget about it.
Otherwise, once you mention it, you won't be able to explain it at all. It was easy to be listed as a spy suspect by the other party.
There is no evidence for this kind of thing. It all depends on which side is stronger.
Now that the other party has captured a Japanese spy and recovered two national treasures, the committee is happy. Naturally, Dai is the strong one.
"Call the deputy director!"
"yes!"
Ye Wansheng hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Then he hurriedly called his uncle Ye Xiufeng.
This matter requires Ye Xiufeng to come forward.
Otherwise, the shit basin will be taken down.
By then it will be too late.
…
Hongkou. Japanese Concession.
Imai Takeo is patiently waiting for a call.
Wait from noon until afternoon. Wait until night again.
Never waited.
He knew something was wrong. Wang Defa must have had an accident.
"Jingle Bell……"
"Jingle Bell……"
Another phone rang.
Imai Takeo slowly picked up the phone. His face was gloomy. No words were spoken.
"Sir, the sake has not arrived."
"knew."
Takeo Imai slowly put down the phone.
confirmed. The carefully planned escape was eventually intercepted by the Chinese.
Damn it...
Years of hard work!
It took more than ten years to put in place the personnel!
I don’t know how it was exposed. Furthermore, all property was intercepted.
Those are all assets accumulated in China over a long period of time! It can completely meet the various financial needs of his Tong organization. Now they have all been dug out.
lost heavily.
Never before.
It also includes two long-coveted Chinese national treasures.
hateful……
Imai Takeo's eyes flashed fiercely.
He slowly picked up the brush and angrily wrote six words on the rice paper:
Lixingshe Secret Service.
It's all them who are doing this! The person named Dai must die!
The surname is Dai!
Must die!
