"I'm Jiro Matsumoto, who are you? How did you get this phone number?"
The person on the other end of the phone only said one name:
"Huizhong Hotel."
Matsumoto Jiro's expression suddenly changed.
Huizhong Hotel!
He almost forgot this name, but he could never really forget it for the rest of his life!
"Who is yours!"
"Don't worry about who I am." The other end of the phone said calmly: "I want to meet you alone. In an hour, I will wait for you at Changde Tea House, Ju Zi Ya Room. Come alone, of course, you You can also bring people from the gendarmerie. However, I think there are some things you don’t want people to know.”
"Asshole, you dare to threaten me?" Matsumoto Erlang said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I'm threatening you." The person on the other side of the phone seemed to smile: "Ah, I forgot, bring me a special pass. I think this is not a difficult thing for you, right? I'll wait for you , Mr. Matsumoto.”
The call was hung up.
Jiro Matsumoto's face looked a little ugly.
He grabbed the phone and tried to call the gendarmerie.
But then he put down the phone again.
No, no.
That secret of yours will be exposed!
He opened the drawer, took out a pistol and hid it on his body.
Then he put on a Chinese robe and a top hat.
…
Changde Tea House.
Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette and silently monitored outside.
With one hand in his pocket, there was a pistol he took from Meng Baifeng.
The person waiting in the teahouse was Li Zhifeng.
It was he who took the initiative.
Once the gendarmerie appeared, Meng Shaoyuan would fire a warning shot outside.
As for whether Li Zhifeng can escape, I don't know.
But from the first day he became Meng Shaoyuan's guard, he was always ready to sacrifice for his superiors!
A familiar figure got off the rickshaw.
Jiro Matsumoto!
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
In a flash, I haven’t seen him for such a long time.
When he first became the head of the Japanese secret service in Nanjing, he was still a small player in Lixingshe.
All my legends started from this Japanese!
Well, a Japanese who has brought himself infinite good luck!
…
Matsumoto Jiro walked into the private room with the name "Chrysanthemum".
There was a strange young man sitting inside.
"Who are you?"
Matsumoto Jiro put his hand in his pocket and held the handle of the gun tightly.
"I am Mr. Lee."
Li Zhifeng smiled and said: "Mr. Matsumoto, please sit down. Well, you speak Chinese very well. No wonder you stayed in Nanjing for so long without being exposed. The gun in your pocket is of no use. People like me are sure There are accomplices.”
Matsumoto Erlang hesitated for a moment, took his hand out of his pocket, and sat down opposite Li Zhifeng: "Mr. Li, what do you want to do?"
"In the 25th year of the Republic of China, that is, 1936." Li Zhifeng said slowly: "At that time, you served as the head of the Japanese secret service in Nanjing. You planned and stole an important strategic defense drawing of the Republic of China government. However, it was later detected and you were also arrested. The person who is arresting you and interrogating you is named Meng Shaoyuan. Yes, he is the strongest agent on the surface now, Meng Shaoyuan!
At that time, under torture, you confessed everything, signed the confession, and pressed your fingerprints. However, Meng Shaoyuan told you that you insist that you are Korean, ah, you call yourself a Korean, Wu Xingliang. Later, you were sentenced for rape, and then you successfully escaped from prison by cooperating inside and outside. Am I right? "
He said it clearly.
Matsumoto Jiro's face began to look ugly.
This was his biggest worry, especially the confession, which might even kill him.
After he escaped from prison, the Japanese side always considered him "unyielding" and did not reveal any information.
But he told everything.
Once this matter is leaked, not only will his position as agency director be destroyed, but he will also most likely be sent to a military court or commit suicide directly.
He was lucky enough to think that after such a long time, he might have forgotten about it.
But now he knows he was wrong.
The other party finally came to the door.
"Make a price." Matsumoto Jiro said with a cold face.
"Look, this is vulgar." Li Zhifeng said easily: "We don't want money. I asked you to bring a special pass over the phone. Did you bring it?"
"Just this?"
"That's all!"
Matsumoto Jiro was a little suspicious: "I gave it to you, and you won't come to me again?"
"No more." Li Zhifeng said firmly.
In fact, Jiro Matsumoto has been a spy for so many years, and he knows it very well.
Once this kind of thing started, once the other party got hold of him, how could he let him go so easily?
But people are like this. They clearly know the consequences in the future, but as long as they can get through today, they can talk about the future later.
As a result, you will fall deeper and deeper into this pit!
…
Meng Shaoyuan knew that Matsumoto Erlang would definitely give in.
Ever since he was caught by himself in Nanjing and confessed everything under torture, he is no longer a qualified agent.
His psychological defenses were all destroyed in that explanation.
Any disturbance will make people nervous.
He was "lucky" to have escaped for so long, but now he had no way to escape.
He will not willingly give up everything he has now!
What's more, it's just such a small thing as a special pass?
What a trivial matter!
This little thing was enough to make Meng Shaoyuan confident that he would firmly control Matsumoto Jiro in the future!
Matsumoto Jiro, it's over!
…
"This is a special pass, valid for three days. Is that enough?"
"That's enough, thank you."
Li Zhifeng admires the officer more and more now.
Before he came, the chief once said that if Matsumoto Jiro had carried a special pass with him, he would have surrendered when he received the call, and this person no longer poses any threat.
Jiro Matsumoto did exactly that.
"I hope you leave Nanjing as soon as possible." Matsumoto Jiro stood up.
"Don't worry, Mr. Matsumoto." Li Zhifeng collected the special pass: "Even if I are caught by you, I will never betray you. And, maybe you will find ways to rescue me, right?"
"asshole!"
Matsumoto Erlang cursed and left here in a hurry.
He didn't want to stay a minute longer.
…
Goodbye, "old friend".
Watching Matsumoto Erlang get on the rickshaw, Meng Shaoyuan said softly in his heart.
Well, parting does not mean goodbye forever.
Look, aren't we meeting again?
We will meet again in the future.
Li Zhifeng walked over and nodded to the officer.
"Send it to Ma Wei immediately, and then come out of the city to meet me."
"Understood. Will there be any problems with Mawei?"
"No, the person I like to work with the most is the kind of person who has a dark heart, is greedy, and can betray any of them when the moment is profitable!"
