Looking at Monk Huijue lying on the ground, everyone in the special operations team also felt a sense of frustration in their hearts - except Ma Xiaoguang.
"Winning or losing is a common thing for military officers. Please be happy, everyone!" Commander Ma said to comfort everyone.
Seeing that everyone was in a low mood, MISS Liu comforted everyone and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. Japanese spies can't be captured every time."
MISS Liu's tone of voice is becoming more and more like Commander Ma.
Old Liu Li's face was full of guilt at the moment, and he apologized to everyone: "I'm sorry, everyone, this time..."
"Hey, Lao Liu, don't blame yourself too much. Our secret service doesn't often catch dead people... Before you guys came here, when Lisheng Foreign Company was there, our team was nothing..." Chief Ma really didn't do anything. He looked like he didn't care, but he didn't open the pot and even raised old scores.
Seeing Chief Ma's nonchalant look, everyone said nothing and they also had work to do, so they quickly started cleaning up the small teahouse.
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Zhu Deming slowly regained some consciousness, but he just felt that the surroundings were dark and he could not see his fingers. He opened his eyes desperately, but could not see anything.
"Am I dead? Is this the underworld?" Zhu Deming asked himself.
He wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be pinched, and he could only roar.
He stretched out his hand and hit himself. He felt nothing, and it actually didn't hurt!
Could it be that he is really dead?
So this is what death feels like...
"Follow me..." A man in white appeared numbly in the darkness and said to Zhu Deming numbly.
Although he felt dead, Zhu Deming did not feel a trace of fear.
He felt himself floating up, floating in the air, and could not help but follow the man in white.
After a while, I seemed to have arrived at a large hall, filled with people wearing white clothes.
"Huijue, are you here?" a voice asked.
"It's...it's me." Huijue (Zhu Deming)'s voice stuttered.
"In the pure land of Buddhism, you actually did such a reckless thing. You should go to tongue pulling hell..." said a voice.
"No, apart from carrying out my mission, I have been practicing with great concentration and have not disrespected the Buddha." Huijue said. Suddenly, he felt that his throat seemed to be better and not as tight as before.
"You yourself know what you have done. I don't need to say anything here...let him go." The voice from the front said.
Another man in white floated over and pulled Hui Jue.
"Come with me, I'll send you to reincarnation." The man in white also said expressionlessly.
Floating in the darkness with the man in white, Huijue thought to himself, is this the legendary reincarnation? Where will I take my students?
Not long after, a bright place appeared in front of me. There were vaguely human figures inside, but they didn't seem to be human figures, and they seemed to be many wild beasts and livestock...
"Where is this?"
"The place of reincarnation, I will send you there..."
"No, I don't want to go, I won't go!" Huijue suddenly shouted.
He felt a sense of fear for no reason, this kind of fear he had never experienced before. When he thought about what would happen if he was transformed into a pig or a dog, and was killed and eaten, his whole body trembled. Pictures of various hells in Buddhist scriptures came to mind. It made him shudder, and he felt like he was in a sea of fire.
"How can God's will be controlled by you mortals, unless you are not Huijue." The voice that was about to send him into reincarnation said disdainfully.
"I'm not Huijue, I'm not Zhu Deming, I'm Takizawa Eisuke!" Huijue (Zhu Deming) shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding lights were bright, and the people in white standing around laughed...
It’s over! Takizawa Eisuke understood everything at once. He felt like the world was spinning and he fainted again.
"Sir, your move is so amazing that you even saved him from having to go to court. It's so good! It's so good!" Old Chen was bragging on the side.
"Just average, Jinling is third..." Commander Ma said modestly, taking the three forts handed over by Lao Tu.
"Tch, when it comes to pretending, our Chief Ma is the third, and Jinling is third? That's modesty... But if Pan Renmei, the wise general of the Yang family, is used on this guy, wouldn't it be a bit of a waste? Everyone, hurry up. Work." The fat man on the side complained as he packed up the props.
When Chief Ma heard this, his face suddenly became filled with black lines.
He had a proud look on his face and was about to accept the rainbow farts offered by others, but unexpectedly he was interrupted by this damn fat man, which was really annoying.
The brothers are all packing up the slide rails, shady curtains, shadow puppets... all kinds of props.
Lao Liu on the side was unusually silent. He didn't have the nerve to cheer up Chief Ma. Instead, he was busy helping Xiao Lu clean up the place.
I was careless and almost became the sinner of the entire action team. I really don't know where to put this old face.
"Brother Liu, don't worry. People make mistakes and horses make mistakes. Fortunately, Chief Ma had already known that there was something fishy in this teahouse. He lurked in their back kitchen and changed their medicine before they were prepared." Xiao Lu He is a good boy. Seeing that Lao Liu was still a little depressed, he quickly comforted him.
"Yeah, luckily it's Commander Ma." Old Liu sighed, feeling a little relieved.
"It's not me alone, it's all of us! As I said, this operation is not caused by such a big battle because of such a fake monk, or a group of fake monks. Everyone must understand that Japanese spies are very cunning. In espionage work, Any situation may happen. We must have multiple plans every time. We cannot pin success or failure on one method or one plan. Everything must have a backup plan... In addition, we must pay attention to that our special operations team is a A group is a team..." It was a rare opportunity for Chief Ma to boast, so naturally he did so there.
Lao Chen and Lao Tu transformed into two generals, Heng Ha, who were the guardians on the left and right, standing on the left and right. At first glance, Chief Ma was indeed very impressive. Those who didn't know better thought he was the director of the Secret Service.
Commander Ma was also satisfied when he saw this scene, vaguely feeling like the Smiling Tiger did at first.
The Smiling Tiger and Yu Lexing both have some abilities. Needless to say, the Smiling Tiger also benefited from the poison identification and medicine dispensing skills that Yu Lexing taught him for this operation. Otherwise, Huijue would be really difficult to deal with. Yu Lexing He is known as a Doctor of Chemistry from the Secret Service, and he is indeed well-deserved. Those medicines he used to treat were just childish and wild fox Zen in front of him.
In fact, there is no need to go through so much trouble to catch a spy, but what Chief Ma is worried about is not the present, but two years from now.
This group of spies from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have mediocre skills, but they are better at brains, which is perfect for training the team - the best training is actual combat.
If faced with intelligence personnel from the army or navy, Commander Ma might not dare to be so trusting. Those red deer are much more capable than the guys from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Seeing that Chief Ma was as happy as a child, MISS Liu also smiled behind his back. When he was almost at his best, he hurriedly asked: "Sir, what should I do about the Japanese spies in Jinling City?"
"Let's close the net together and finish the task of eradicating evil!" Chief Ma said decisively.
Early the next morning, when Lao Li took Yang Bailin and You Xin to the "Jiangnan Evening News" newspaper office in Xinjiekou, he found that the editor-in-chief of Dead Face History did not come to work today. When I asked everyone, they didn't know anything.
When they opened the office door, everything was still the same. A search found nothing, which made the three of them very frustrated.
"Dead faces can't go anywhere, they're probably in the Shanghai stock market." Ma Xiaoguang said firmly after listening to Lao Li's report.
"Miss Liu is based in Jinling and is responsible for arresting Goatee and other spies on the list. He will continue to interrogate Takizawa Eisuke. Lao Li, Lao Liu, and Xiao Lu are assisting MISS Liu... Fatty and I will go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to meet people's faces." The commander ordered.
Catching Japanese spies is faster than traveling. Chief Ma and Fatty left as they said and took the fastest train to Shanghai.
When the two got off the car, it was not too late, and it was not yet dinner time.
So the two immediately drove the car they rented from Xiangsheng Company straight to another home with a dead face in Jiaheli.
This is a public concession, and the Secret Service has no law enforcement power and cannot act arbitrarily. In order to facilitate their actions, Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty disguised themselves as water meter checkers from the municipal office, so that they could legitimately enter each household's home.
After parking the car far away, the two of them changed into the clothes of the municipal government and came to Jiaheli leisurely.
I knocked on the door of Dead Face's house for a long time, but no one answered.
"Who are you two looking for?" A woman next door asked them with half her face peeking out from the crack in the door.
"We are checking the water meter from the municipal office. Who lives in this house?"
"Oh, what about Mr. Yao and Mrs. Yao? They haven't seen anyone in the past two days..." said the woman next door.
"Oh, excuse me." The fat man said to the woman angrily.
Not long after he came out of Dead Face's house, the fat man was a little depressed and asked Commander Ma, "Boss, what's going on? Did Dead Face run away?"
Ma Xiaoguang did not dare to ask for help this time. He pondered for a while and said: "Everything about him in Jinling is intact, which means that he either fled in an emergency or has not returned to Shanghai. Don't be anxious... In this way, we will go in other directions." have a look."
"Other directions, you mean?" The fat man reacted and quickly fell silent.
Soon the two elites quietly returned to Dead Face's house in Jiaheli, but they did not go through the main entrance and climbed over the wall from the back.
There is no way, this agent has to pretend to be a god, a ghost also has to pretend, and a thief also has to pretend.
The two of them divided the work and worked together, checking everything from the attic, bedroom, study, living room, living room, kitchen...as if they were sifted through a sieve.
After a busy period.
"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Ma Xiaoguang asked the fat man.
"These guys are more cunning than those in the Inoue Mansion. There's nothing special about it. At most, you can just say that this dead man's face had an affair with this woman..." The fat man said a little depressed.
"That's right, after all, they all graduated from Neon Country's formal spy school, so they still have to rely on their majors." Chief Ma couldn't help but sigh.
"It's okay, let's think about it again. Japanese spies are not like your steamed eight-treasure ducks. They have legs and they must run."
"Speaking of eight-treasure duck, there is still half a salted duck in the kitchen..." The fat man said this in a confused manner after listening to Chief Ma's words.
"Oh? Have you eaten?" Ma Xiaoguang asked the fat man.
"Sure, it's for lunch." As a fat man who is a chef, this kind of obvious thing is unmistakable.
"I just ate for lunch...I understand!" Ma Xiaoguang suddenly realized.
