"There seems to be someone over there?"
Ma Xiaoguang said to the fat man in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he drew his pistol from the holster on his waist.
Fatty also drew his gun, and he and Ma Xiaoguang spread out, one after another, tracking the place where the figure flashed.
There were few pedestrians on the street, so the field of vision could be seen far away. Although the figure was looming in the distance, there was still a trace.
In addition, Ma Xiaoguang was wearing the Japanese Major Military Uniform and was unstoppable. He raised his gun and chased in the direction of the figure with all his strength.
The fat man hurriedly took a detour from the alley next to him...
Ma Xiaoguang himself was very good with his hands, and his movements were as fast as a stray rabbit. However, the figure in the distance was extremely agile, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.
Several times, Ma Xiao wondered whether he was neurotic and whether there was anyone there?
Could it be that I was too involved in the role as an agent?
But from time to time, a figure suddenly appeared in his sight, reminding Ma Xiaoguang that this was not an illusion.
Just like that, the figure was running in front, Ma Xiaoguang was chasing after him, and he ran through Zhangfu Garden. When he reached Sanshan Street, the figure completely disappeared into Cinnabar Lane...
"How...how is it? Where is the person...?"
The fat man, panting from exhaustion, rushed over and asked.
"There is no trace..."
Ma Xiaoguang calmed his breathing, put away his southern-style pistol, and whispered to the fat man.
The fat man asked with some confusion: "How...why, is there anyone else with such good skills? Could it be the Smiling Tiger?"
"No, if it's the Smiling Tiger, he will definitely show up. This man's skills are about the same as the Smiling Tiger, but if we really continue to track him, he may not be able to beat me..."
Ma Xiaoguang pondered for a moment and whispered to the fat man with dark eyes.
The fat man glanced at Chief Ma blankly, and did not worry about whether the old man really had some tricks up his sleeve, or was just a stubborn duck. Instead, he put away his pistol and asked, "Then according to what you see, who is this person?" Dial?"
Ma Xiaoguang smiled playfully: "They are probably not from the Japanese group. As for whether they are from our group, we have to see."
The fat man was a big-hearted person, so when he heard this, he said loudly: "If this is supposed to be a friend rather than an enemy, then don't think about it..."
"Well, you think it through."
Ma Xiaoguang patted the fat man's thick shoulder, nodded and said with a smile.
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One day later, Lao Li came back to report that the collodion had been prepared and was now waiting to dry.
Because this thing is extremely special, you can only wait for it to dry naturally in the shade, and cannot be dried in the sun or in the oven.
So to be on the safe side, you have to wait until things are dry before making bombs.
"Now we have to make the fuse based on the situation in the division commander's bathroom..."
Ma Xiaoguang whispered to Lao Li and Fatty.
"Looking at the situation, you, old man, are in trouble?"
The number one confidant, the fat man, reacted like a roundworm in his stomach and asked.
"This is not difficult, but we still have to go to the division headquarters to investigate..."
Ma Xiaoguang nodded, agreeing with Fatty's conjecture.
Now that the direction of action has been determined, everyone split up.
Lao Li and Fatty went to Yizhuang to take over the work of Zhang Aqi and Lao Tu - those dangerous items had to be watched.
Besides, Jinling City currently has ten rooms and nine empty rooms. If you encounter an empty door with no eyes open, it is not worth it.
Naturally, Ma Xiaoguang, Lao Tu and Zhang Aqi still pretended to be cleaners, clearing sewers and toilets everywhere.
Intentionally or unintentionally, by coincidence, they went east and west, and the three of them came to Shifu Road again at the right time.
"According to the schedule, we need to clean the toilets here every seven to ten days. Today's time is about the same..."
Lao Tu quietly explained the situation to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang had already put on the stupid expression he had at the psychiatric hospital, and just nodded slightly to show that he had listened to Lao Tu's words.
After strict interrogation and body search by the guards at the door, the three people slowly walked into the courtyard of Jinling City Hall again pushing the dung cart.
It was the same army lieutenant in charge of general affairs last time who came over and directed the three of them to clean the sewers and toilets everywhere.
"There are two of you going this time. The sewer on the second floor seems to be blocked again. Maybe it's because the weather is too cold. This damn weather..."
The lieutenant said to the three people with contempt.
Zhang Ah Qi was watched by a Neon Army soldier as he continued the cleaning work in the yard.
Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu went to the office building under the leadership of the lieutenant.
As he walked up the stairs to the corridor on the second floor, he saw the lieutenant snap to attention, and the sound of leather boots came from the end of the corridor.
I saw a colonel and a lieutenant bowing out of the general's office.
After turning around, the two of them changed their humble demeanor and became arrogant.
The guards and lieutenants in the corridor immediately raised their hands to salute the two men.
When Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu saw this, they quickly lowered their heads in fear.
The two officers quickly walked to the corridor. Just as they were about to turn around and go down the stairs, the lieutenant colonel frowned and asked the lieutenant: "Where are these Chinese people from?"
The lieutenant looked stern and replied fearfully: "Your Excellency, these two are cleaners. In winter, the sewers here are often clogged, so let them clean it..."
"Is there no problem with identity?"
The lieutenant asked the lieutenant while looking at Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu.
The Lieutenant Colonel's gaze was like a bayonet, as if he wanted to pierce the two people in front of him on the spot...
"Identity has been verified..."
The lieutenant quickly puffed up his chest and answered loudly.
"Qingqi Lord, don't be too neurotic. No one in Jinling City dares to go against the heroic imperial army..."
"Furthermore, Inagaki-kun is a veteran of the division and regiment headquarters, and he has always done things safely."
Upon seeing this, the colonel smiled and came over to smooth things over for his subordinates.
Upon seeing this, Lieutenant Colonel Qingqi smiled apologetically at Lieutenant Inagaki, raised his hand and returned the military salute: "It turns out to be Inagaki-kun, thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he looked deeply at Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu again, turned around, and hurried downstairs with the commander.
After the two left, Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu still stayed there.
That look seemed familiar to Ma Xiaoguang. There was one person he had seen who had a similar look, and that person was He Zhiyinger who had fought against him before.
Somewhat different from Takaji Wachi, this man's eyes were sharper.
Thinking of the title of Colonel and the unique surname just now, Ma Xiaoguang suddenly realized - isn't this the chief spy leader of Neon, Qingqi Qingyin?
What is this agent doing here?
"You guys... work quickly and don't be verbose. Fortunately, Colonel Nakagawa is here."
At this time, a voice interrupted Ma Xiaoguang's thoughts. It was Lieutenant Inagaki who was urging the two of them.
Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Tu secretly exchanged a look, and both breathed a sigh of relief. They lowered their heads and started working under the leadership of the two neon soldiers.
