Boss Ma was thinking about something in his mind, and before he knew it, the two of them had returned to the hotel.
At the door of the hotel, I saw a thin figure, holding a heavy baggage in his hand, arguing with the doorman about something.
"What's going on?" The fat man asked the guard, because he had already recognized that the child holding the bundle was the child he met the day before yesterday.
"Two big brothers!" Gou'er shouted, his spirit today was much better than the last time they met.
"Sir, this child can't go in." The guard explained hurriedly.
"It's okay, we know each other." Boss Ma said.
Seeing that the child and the guest really knew each other, the doorman stopped pestering him.
However, when the dog saw the real owner, he had no intention of going in. He solemnly handed the baggage to the fat man and said, "Thank you, brother. I'm here to return the clothes. They have been washed!"
"You kid..." The fat man took the baggage and was speechless.
"What a good boy. Your fat brother and I have just come out of the hospital. We are so hungry... We want to eat outside. Can you take us to a place?" Boss Ma said with a smile.
The dog blinked twice, but this time he did not refuse.
The three of them came to a pig-killing restaurant.
"Today is not a treat. Let's get together as brothers." Boss Ma set the tone first to prevent the dog from being polite again.
Although he is only half a boy, the dog is mature beyond his years. This kind of child cannot be treated as a child.
Sure enough, when Boss Ma said this, the dog became silent, and he didn't even make a sound when a burning knife was poured in front of him.
Are you kidding? It's a brother's party. Why don't you have two cups?
However, children are children after all. After the food was served, the dog still calmly dealt with the pork stewed vermicelli...
"This pork stewed vermicelli is good, and the blood sausage is also good!" Boss Ma praised.
"Yes, the taste in Guan Nei is different." The fat man also ate happily.
The dog said nothing and kept working hard...
"By the way, dog, how did you find us?" Boss Ma asked, taking a sip of the roasted knife.
"I heard it at that time. The place you asked the Japanese military police was the Spring City Hotel in Beiguo." Gou'er said.
"Can you speak Japanese?" the fat man asked curiously.
"There are ghosts everywhere here. If you don't know how to be smart, you won't be in trouble on the streets!" Gou'er said in an old-fashioned way.
When the fat man heard this, he admired the dog greatly. He picked up the wine glass to toast him, but Boss Ma felt a little uncomfortable - such a half-year-old child had to learn Japanese. In later generations, this would be the pride of the parents, but here it would be the end of the country. sorrow!
Of course, it's not Ma Xiaoguang's fault that he didn't displease Fat Man and Gou'er, and it's a good thing that he can speak Japanese.
In this troubled world, happiness is always short-lived, so it would be good to make them all happy.
"By the way, how is your father?" The fat man took a big sip of Shao Daozi, choked a little, and asked breathlessly.
"Alas, nothing has improved..." Gou'er felt sad again when talking about his father.
"Is there anyone else at home?" the fat man asked.
"No, I will only be with my father since I was born..." Gou'er said calmly.
"Life or death matters, eat well and drink well. After you finish eating, bring a pot of fish stew back to your father... Don't refuse, I am honoring his old man." Boss Ma said without any doubt.
After drinking for a while, the three of them were full. The fat man asked the restaurant owner to stew fish in a small casserole. He even gave the money for the pot, and Gao Ding asked the dog to carry it back.
Ma Xiaoguang also gave Gou'er some money, not much, not for charity. Boss Ma clearly told Gou'er to ask him for special news on the street - especially Da Mao's. The money was for activities, mainly phone bills. This year Monthly phone calls are not cheap at all.
As soon as he returned to the hotel and entered the lobby, Boss Ma felt inexplicably nervous. He felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him and the fat man.
He exchanged glances with the fat man, and there was a look of caution in the fat man's eyes - his judgment was fine.
"Sir, please stay." A voice beside him said.
"Are you calling me?" Boss Ma looked in the direction of the voice and asked.
I saw a Japanese with a long, thin face and a gloomy expression wearing a black trench coat walking towards Ma Xiaoguang and the two, followed by a man in the same attire.
"Hello, my name is Wachi Takaji, from the second section of the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department. This is my assistant Natsume Bunun." Wachi Takaji introduced after nodding slightly.
"Hello, sirs, do we know each other?" Boss Ma asked in surprise.
"Oh, that's it. I'm temporarily seconded to be in charge of special events here. When I came here, I heard someone from the hotel saying that you had food poisoning yesterday?" Wachi Takaji asked politely.
"Yes, the doctor said there was something wrong with the mushroom soup." Boss Ma replied calmly.
"Sir, you have come all the way from Guan Nei, so you may not be accustomed to the climate... You should take care of yourself. In addition, there may be dangerous elements in this hotel. You must report your entry and exit to avoid misunderstandings and accidents!" Wachi Takaji said with concern and politeness.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hezhi. My surname is Tu Mingyang, and my courtesy name is Senpo. I come from Guan Nei to do business. My ancestor is Duke Zhongda of the Qing Dynasty..." Boss Ma also introduced himself humbly and politely.
"Mr. Tu is a noble of the Qing Dynasty. He is also related to Manchuria. I hope everything goes well for you here and I won't disturb you." After saying this, He Zhiyinger turned around and left with his assistant.
After a while, the fat man couldn't help but said: "Boss, this Ying Er is so evil..."
"Yes, he won't be inexplicably concerned about a stranger who has food poisoning. He is probably testing and investigating." Boss Ma replied in a low voice.
"Could he have discovered something? Will we be exposed?"
"There should be no discovery or exposure. They should be doing routine snooping. Of course, we should be careful and don't talk about work unless necessary." Boss Ma covered his mouth and lowered his voice.
"Okay, Master, please slow down, I'll open the elevator..." Fatty said, raising his voice slightly, and ran in front of Master Senpo.
In the following time, the two of them didn't act rashly, and they just spent the rest of the time in the hotel.
While Boss Ma and his two men were having a headache, He Zhiyinger in the Office of the Second Section of the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department on Xinfa Road was having a headache.
"Director, take the medicine quickly." Natsume Bunyun handed over hot water and cold medicine.
"No, you don't need to take medicine. Just drink more hot water. Cold medicine will make me less responsive." He Zhiyingji took the hot water but reached out and gently pushed away the cold medicine.
"You still have to take care, there's still a lot of work to do." Natsume Bunyun said with concern.
"It's nothing serious. The main reason is that it's really too cold outside the customs. I almost feel uncomfortable after not coming back for a while." Wachi Takaji said.
"Sir, are there any problems with those two people today?" Natsume Bunyun asked.
"I haven't seen it yet, but it's always right to be careful. Instruct the people in the hotel to strengthen surveillance. Once clues are found, no evidence is required. Do you understand?" Wachi Takaji said slowly, as if this headache would be alleviated. .
Natsume Wenyun followed the order and went out, gently closing the office door.
After Natsume Fumiun shipped out, Kazuchi Takaji opened the filing cabinet and took out a file folder. After opening it, the first page inside was a message with only a few words in it: "Fishbone disappears."
After closing the folder, Wazhi Yingji felt that his headache was getting worse. He leaned his head against the back of the chair. Wazhi Yingji didn't sleep because he always had nightmares when he fell asleep recently.
He just closed his eyes for a minute and began to clear his thoughts.
An insider lurking in the Soviet Union reported that the other side sent an agent codenamed "Fishbone" to perform a top-secret mission. The content of the task was unknown, but the insider reported that "Fishbone" had a high level in the opponent's "Cheka". The mission carried out will not be a general level tactical mission, but will most likely be a strategic level.
Don't expect all potential spies to be able to point out where to attack like in movies and TV shows. A telegram can give a list or an action plan. It is not easy to send these four words. The professional level of the Bolshoi Soviet Chika is very high. High, the latent personnel who can do this are already very good.
"The fishbone disappears" means that the other party can't find the "fishbone" either. What's going on?
I checked in the hotel today and found nothing unusual, but espionage work is always lurking under all normal behaviors, so I still have to increase my efforts.
Wachi Takaji didn't have to take this job originally. He came to the Kwantung Army headquarters to report on his duties. He was about to be promoted to the subordinate of the Jinmen Garrison - it was considered a promotion, but his natural arrogance and perfectionism still made him take it. After working on this case for several days with almost no rest, and the cold weather, he finally fell ill.
However, illness did not stop Wachi Takaji from being loyal to the empire and working enthusiastically. Instead, he worked more devotedly. Only work is the best medicine.
Different from the serious work of their Japanese counterparts, the two party-state elites at the Spring City Hotel in North China seemed to be messing around. Boss Ma took two beautiful waitresses to play Landlords he brought from later generations, while the fat man went to the hotel bar—— They all look like prodigal sons who are not doing their jobs properly.
Even when Boss Bao came to discuss business, he received him in a perfunctory manner. It seemed that Boss Ma was not interested in the small business worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he took him to the hotel bar and had a drink in the dark.
Originally, Boss Bao thought that he grew up drinking vodka and could deal with the master and servant by himself. Unexpectedly, Boss Ma gave him a "Three Cup Plenary Meeting", and now he wanted to take Boss Bao's life directly. He drank under the table. If Natasha hadn't come to the rescue, he would have kowtowed to the fat man and called him daddy.
After Natasha took Boss Bao away, Boss Ma and Fatty couldn't stand it any longer. They helped each other back to the room, and Boss Ma fell asleep as soon as they touched the bed.
Ma Xiaoguang had a nightmare. In the dream, Boss Ma found that he was surrounded by enemies. Some of them he knew, such as Inoue Hiaki and Matsumura Kurao, and others, such as Hechi Takaji, whom he had just met during the day. Most of them did not know him, maybe. It's a bit of acquaintance - because he's seen the photos, such as Doi Maru Kenji, Kage Sasaki... and a bunch of traitors.
The enemies surrounded Ma Xiaoguang and laughed ferociously at him, showing their white teeth and scarlet tongues...
Even if I have unparalleled martial arts skills, I still can't deal with so many demons and monsters!
Is this mission going to be upgraded to nightmare mode?
Ma Xiaoguang woke up. When he woke up, he was sweating profusely and looked at the room with some panic.
There is a shadow of a woman in the room. She is slim and looks a bit like MISS Liu - not MISS Liu. This woman is taller than MISS Liu. But if you look closely, she is Natasha.
"Oh, Master Senpo, are you awake? Brother De Biao and my brother probably haven't woken up yet." Natasha handed over a hot towel.
Boss Ma looked at Natasha warily, and then at himself - fortunately, he was not taken advantage of by the hairy woman, and he still maintained his late-night style. Thinking of this, he felt a little at ease.
He sat up and took the towel, wiped his face, and felt quite awake.
"Ding..." The phone in the room also rang at this time.
Boss Ma didn't answer the phone because the agreement with Gou'er was to answer the phone after it rang for the third time. The first ring was one ring and the second ring was two rings.
The phone only rang twice, the first time twice, the second time three times, and then hung up.
This should be the other party's secret signal, something is going on!
