"Where did you get the information? Didn't your interim government run away?"
When the fat man heard this, he suddenly smiled and turned to ask Pu Jianren.
"That's our best agent lurking inside the Neon People, codenamed 'Hanjiang'..."
When Jin Chuanxi heard what Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty said, he quickly spoke up.
"Xiao Jin, don't talk nonsense!"
Pu Jianren, worthy of being the captain, reacted first and quickly stopped him.
"You two are really anti-Japanese comrades. We admire them very much. In my opinion, why don't you rest first and I will arrange the place. When the situation outside is not so tense, we can discuss the transfer?"
Ma Xiaoguang rolled his eyes. He suddenly put on a friendly expression and suggested to the two cold country agents.
“What organization are you and how can we trust you?”
When Pu Jianren heard this, he was still a little worried. He took a step back and asked suspiciously.
"Ah... We are an anti-Japanese organization voluntarily organized by the Chinese people. It is called Random Gate. It can be regarded as a branch of Hongmen... I am the leader of the Shanghai Action Team, Ma Yili."
"If you don't believe me, you can ask the well-informed local brothers in your country to Hongmen Honghua Hall."
Ma Xiaoguang suddenly felt blessed and gave the two agents a name they had never heard of.
"You are an anti-Japanese organization, why do you drive for Neon Trading Company?"
Jin Chuanxi was also dubious, but he asked a very poor question.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty looked at each other, then looked at Pu Jianren, smiling without saying a word.
Pu Jianren's face turned red, and he quickly changed the subject and said: "Since everyone is working for the cause of resisting Japan, we will be disrespectful and follow the arrangements..."
Ma Xiaoguang nodded and smiled: "That's right, please rest peacefully... Once the news passes, we will let you two leave on your own, and the weapons will be returned."
After that, he called Yang Bailin outside and took the two friendly agents down to rest.
After the three people left.
"Hahaha... Master, what tricks are you holding back? Are these two sticks useful? Are you planning to trick them?"
The fat man couldn't help but laugh out loud, holding his belly in his hands and asked Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang said: "It must have an effect. I was worried about not being able to find a breakthrough to deal with Gao Yuan and Akagi's group. Now I have a way. It's not like I'm going to trick those two sticks. Although they have a little bit of brains, they still can't. Aren’t you anti-Japanese?”
The fat man nodded first, then shook his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As Chief Ma's number one pawn, seeing Chief Ma's half-smiling expression, you knew he must have had an idea, and he still wanted to trick people.
But as a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes, Chief Ma would not cheat the anti-Japanese organization, so the fat man was still a little suspicious.
But everything will definitely be revealed when the time comes, and there’s no point in thinking about it.
The brothers outside have changed the license plate of the small truck and made some appearance changes. The car can be returned to Matsudaira Hiroshi.
The two parked their pick-up truck on Di Siwei Road and walked on the street for less than five minutes when they saw Xiao Lu driving his shabby Citroen and stopped on the side of the road.
"Sir, the perimeter of Tashiro House has been arranged, and the relevant parties have also notified them. Now we just wait for the target to go out..."
As soon as he got into the car, Xiao Lu quickly reported to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang said: "Very good, keep an eye on the surveillance. God is helping us this time, but we have to add some drama this time. If it keeps being like this, fans will give up on the show..."
After that, he lowered his voice and whispered the next action plan to Fatty and Xiao Lu.
One morning two days later.
Kaori Takahara had just sent Yusuke Takahara out of the house when she found a letter in the mailbox at the door.
"You are a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the center of my waves..."
The poem that directly touches the soul shocked Kaori Takahara, who has been feeling resentful these days!
Although the handwriting on the letter paper was a bit rough, it made her feel secretly happy - it was Sakai-kun's handwriting!
"He actually wrote me a poem!"
Kaori Takahara's heart is filled with sweetness and happiness.
The final agreement in the letter was to stay at the same place this afternoon...
When she thought of the scene of that meeting, Kaori Takahara felt a little fever on her face and panicked in her heart.
After putting away the letter, Kaori Takahara began to dress up carefully.
At the same time, Teru Sakai also received a letter from Kaori Takahara.
Things are still the same, and the situation is still the same.
Similarly, Teru Sakai is also preparing with great expectations...
At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the two met in front of Tashiroya.
Dating is sweet and exciting!
There was no more language at this time, and language could no longer express their inner emotions for the two of them.
A man and a woman, one behind the other, walked into Tashiro's house...
About forty minutes later.
The broken Citroen was parked on the side of the road, and Ma Xiaoguang and Xiao Lu were sitting in the car.
"Sir, why haven't Fatty and the others taken action yet?"
Xiao Lu asked anxiously.
"Don't be anxious. You can't rush this kind of thing, and Fatty has experience. Just wait and see the good show."
Ma Xiaoguang comforted Xiao Ludao while observing with a telescope.
He looked expectantly in the direction of Tashiro House, as if there was a faint green light coming out there...
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people appeared outside Tashiro's house.
The leader was a greasy middle-aged man with a neon Fuji camera, and behind him were several photojournalists from other newspapers holding various cameras.
The fat man wore a peaked cap and a big beard on his face, hiding very low-key among the crowd.
As expected of professionals, the reporters did not swarm into Tashiro House, but acted separately under the command of the greasy man.
Some of them, working in groups of two, had already moved around to the back, outflanking them in a roundabout way.
Some put away their cameras, entered from the main hall, and dragged the shopkeepers and waiters in the store.
The remaining people opened the skirmish line like an infantry charge, and rushed into the back hall of Tashiro's house with a roar...
"Sure enough, there are specialties in the arts! Well, this is called a profession!"
Ma Xiaoguang held up the binoculars and looked at the situation in Tashiro's house with great interest, and he did not forget to make a few comments to Xiao Lu.
As soon as he finished speaking, women's screams and men's yells and scolds came from the Tashiro house...
Then there was the sound of punches hitting the flesh and the sound of "ping ping ping pong"...
From time to time, clothes, hats, shoes, teapots, pillows, cups and other items flew onto the roof.
About ten minutes later, the greasy middle-aged man who just hung up the camera took the lead, and a group of people rushed out of Tashiro's house with disheveled clothes and bruises on their noses and eyes.
The fat man was also among the crowd.
However, although he looked a little embarrassed, he was completely beard and tail, and the camera was hung around his neck. Apart from his dark face, there was no damage at all.
