Seeing the injured Da Mao prisoner, Boss Ma and Fatty ran over quickly.
"Why are you so careless? Damn it, take care of it quickly, there's still so much work to do!" The fat man looked like an evil slave.
"Who is that... come here, I'll take care of some for you, and continue working after that. If you have such a minor injury, don't call a doctor..." Boss Ma naturally wanted to put on a good show.
I pulled out the fish bone from the injured hair, took out some ointment, fudged it a bit, and found a piece of rag to bandage the hair, but I couldn't be too careful or careless and get it wrong. Fortunately, Seryozha was talking to a few people. The guards were bragging and spanking, and no one paid attention to what was going on here.
"Are you from the north?" Da Mao began to speak in a low voice.
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Boss Ma didn't respond. He glanced at Da Mao with a dull expression on his face, then glared and spat: "Mom, what about the north and the south? I think your head is a bit square... hurry up and get to work!"
Da Mao glanced at Boss Ma and went back to work with a complicated expression.
After coming out of Xinjing Prison and breaking up with Seryozha, Fatty asked Boss Ma: "What? Didn't you get in touch with that guy?"
"Fuck you, this fish bone is also fake! The smell of dirt at the mouth almost blinded me..." Boss Ma said angrily.
"That's right, the instinctive reaction in this situation should be the mother tongue." The fat man also pondered.
"This time it should be a test by the Japanese. They are suspicious of everything. Maybe we will be targeted as soon as we arrive in Xinjing, which is why we happened today. But they are too greedy and want to kill three birds with one stone..." Boss Ma explained .
"Fortunately, you old man is alert..." The fat man sighed and said nothing. He drove the car with his head down, leaving Boss Ma some free time to think about his thoughts.
Boss Ma felt a little heavy. If he was targeted as soon as he came to Xinjing, his mission might be in danger. It seemed that conducting intelligence work under the iron curtain of the enemy was indeed completely different from that in the Kuomintang-controlled area.
However, there are two possibilities for just focusing on it. One is just a simple suspicion, and the other is serious. Specifically for this operation, the Japanese are taking a long-term approach to catch the big fish, and are preparing to use the "fishbone" to seize the fishbone. The intelligence organizations on both sides were also uncovered. The Kwantung Army intelligence department was indeed not a vegetarian.
Damn, you are a cunning devil. Fortunately, you were not careless today. First of all, you and Fatty both put on makeup. There was nothing special about the makeup, it just covered up their normal facial features.
And I also stayed vigilant and did not talk to the fake fishbone rashly. If the incision was made correctly, it would probably be difficult to come out today, or there would be a tail behind it.
Just when Boss Ma was thinking about it and was thinking about it while smoking the Hardman, Inukai Kuchi, the warden of Xinjing Prison, was giving a report to Wachi Takaji.
"Your Excellency, it seems that the people in the fur shop are not suspicious at present." Inukai Kuzhihui reported.
"What's the situation?" Wachi Takaji asked sincerely looking at the warden.
"The insider you arranged gave them the secret code today, but the other party didn't respond at all, and they haven't done anything except working in the past few days."
"Intelligence work is very complicated. You can't just look at the surface! Of course, Inukai-kun, you have specialization in the art. This is not your job scope. Just continue to monitor these people." Wachi Takaji said a little tiredly.
After Inukai Hisachi left, Natsume Bunyun knocked on the door and came in, reporting to Wachitaka Futoshi: "Captain, do you need to take action?"
"No, our goal is to catch the person who is connected to Yubone and his upper and lower lines. Who among this group of people is Yubone now? Or we don't know if he is in this group of people. If we just catch one or two people, that's the police department. Things that only idiots do." Takaji Wachi said softly. He maintained his usual demeanor and politeness towards his assistants or all his Japanese colleagues, but towards others he was contemptuous from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, I understand. I will instruct all units to strengthen vigilance and search, and find relevant clues as soon as possible..." Natsume Bunyun said and exited the office.
After Natsume Fumigun left, Kazuchi Takaji's head started to hurt again, but it was much better than the previous two days. Work was indeed the best medicine for treatment. All he had to do now was to take down the fish bones and contacts at one go.
It's better to keep working hard. Thinking of this, he and Chiyingji picked up the phone and answered the phone call of the Military Police.
"Ding ding..." At this time, the phone in Ma Xiaoguang's hotel room also rang. He still didn't answer it. The phone rang twice, the first time it rang twice, the second time it rang three times, and then hung up. ——This is the other party’s secret code. Are we going to contact him again?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, I still had to go check it out first. I called the fat man, reported it to the hotel for a cold and headache, and drove quickly to the hospital.
The sky was overcast, and it seemed like it was going to snow again.
As soon as I parked my car and came under the hospital building, I heard a loud "bang" from upstairs, a huge explosion, and then several gunshots...
Boss Ma and Fatty are professional agents. The moment they heard the gunshot, they almost reacted instinctively and made tactical moves.
Fortunately, Boss Ma reacted quickly. Now they were the master and servant of Boss Tuyang Tusenpo from Guan Nei. They were not the golden partners of the Secret Service. The two quickly stood aside and looked at the hospital building in panic.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and a white figure jumped from the roof of the building, and then fell heavily to the snowy ground, with bright red blood flowing on the snow-white ground.
"Doctor Zhan!" Boss Ma secretly screamed.
Dr. Zhan was no longer breathing, and his white clothes and the white snow slowly merged into one.
The sky became darker and the snowflakes began to fall slowly.
"Mr. Tu, why are you here?" The eerie voice came from behind Ma Xiaoguang. It was He Zhiyinger who had just gotten out of the car and walked quickly towards the building.
"I have a cold and a headache. Come here to get some medicine. This happened just in time. It's so scary. De Biao, please help me quickly..." Boss Ma fell to the side dizzily, and the fat man quickly helped him up.
"It's easy to catch a cold in this weather. The building is closed now. You'd better not go up there and find another hospital..." Wachi Takaji said.
"Thank you He Zhisang, De Biao, let's find another hospital. It's too scary." Boss Ma said and got into the car with the fat man and quickly left the hospital.
In the car, neither of them spoke. The situation was self-evident. Dr. Zhan must have known that he had been exposed, and hurriedly gave the two of them and his other comrades a warning in such a tragic way before they arrived - otherwise it would not have been enough to cause trouble. A big noise is not enough to let the companions know, and the explosion is also conducive to destroying relevant evidence.
This is intelligence work behind enemy lines. You never know when danger and death will come, and you never know which tomorrow or accident will come first.
Ma Xiaoguang knows that this is just the beginning. In the next ten years, many people like Dr. Zhan who have not left their names in history will die in various ways. He is not sure whether this will include himself and his brothers.
However, time did not allow Boss Ma and Fatty to think about it any longer. Although the enemy was stronger and more meticulous than expected, the task on their shoulders did not allow them to hesitate any longer, so they had to continue the action.
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The next day, Boss Ma and Fatty went to the prison to supervise the prison together with Seryozha as usual. It was even more impossible not to go, and to retreat rashly like this made Boss Ma feel uncomfortable. The key point was that it would easily arouse the suspicion of the relevant parties, so let everything continue as usual.
But in the middle of today's work, just after lunch, I heard a noise outside the yard. Most of the sounds were in Russian. Of course, Boss Ma and Fatty couldn't understand them, but they saw the big guys working below making some noise.
After asking Seryozha, I found out that this was the feast of the dedication of the Virgin Mary of the Orthodox Church, which was coming recently. Some big hairy people who were not guilty but had some connections applied to the prison for outside priests to come in and chant...
Hearing that the compatriots outside could receive blessings from the Lord, the big guys in the yard became uneasy and asked to receive blessings one after another, so they started to make a noise - if they passed this village, there would be no such store.
In fact, everyone knows that these big hairy people have their own agenda when they make trouble, and most of them just follow in the booing. It is good to be able to let off steam at this time. As for whether you are pious to the Lord and the Holy Mother, it depends on your heart.
The prison officials knew who could receive the Lord's blessings. After a few words with the noisy men, the prison officials sought the opinions of the fur shop and put the working men in the next courtyard to receive the blessings. The blessing of the Lord.
Out of curiosity, Boss Ma and Fatty took a look outside the courtyard gate and suddenly understood - isn't this Father Valery from Erdaogou Orthodox Church on the stage?
After the solemn prayers, some devout people lined up to go to the priest and begin to confess.
"Boss, there's something fishy..." the fat man said in a low voice, covering his mouth with mucus in his mouth.
"Ah sneeze... let's not worry about it, don't do anything." Boss Ma sneezed and whispered.
Having said this, the two of them made up their minds and squatted outside the yard from a distance, watching the ceremony of the big cats like a diorama.
After a while, Da Mao, who had injured his hand the day before yesterday, was kneeling in front of Father Valery and praying devoutly...
The priest suddenly opened his eyes and pressed the cross in his hand. A sharp tip protruded from the cross, shining with a cold white light in the sunlight.
While everyone was in astonishment, Father Vaery struck out like lightning and pierced the neck of Da Mao who was kneeling to pray. The priest's technique was very accurate and hit the vital point. The bright red blood shot out like an arrow, everywhere. It's blood red.
A sudden change occurred, and no one expected it. They did not expect that in this heavily guarded prison, the priest would sacrifice himself in such a decisive way to get rid of the enemy.
The perseverance of the Soviet agents beyond everyone’s imagination!
Before the people below could rush in front of him, the priest turned the tip of the knife and stabbed himself in the chest...
After a life of chaos, everyone was disrupted. Someone in the crowd shouted in Russian: "Run!"
When all the big cats in the yard heard this, they all got into a mess, no matter what happened. Of course, it was not a mess. Although everyone ran in their own way, they were in the same direction. They all ran towards the gate in a swarm...
