Step by Step

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Step by Step

After the business owner who called himself Qu Zhiqiang left the shore, his pace gradually quickened and he walked through the streets and alleys, occasionally stopping to look back while on the road.

Shidu Qingxing, who was quietly following him, looked gloomy and extremely ugly.

From the shore, he followed Qu Zhiqiang, and the two always kept a safe distance.

During this period, Qu Zhiqiang stopped several times and looked back to see if there was a tail, but he cleverly avoided it every time.

He followed Qu Zhiqiang all the way to the Wulinmen area, where commerce was bustling, there were many shops and trading houses, and it was very lively with people coming and going.

I thought I would lose Qu Zhiqiang, but unexpectedly Qu Zhiqiang walked straight into a business.

Shidu Qingxing looked at the sign hanging at the door from a distance.

"Delong Trading Company!"

He didn't stop at the front door, but quickly walked around to the back door.

Businesses and shops facing the street like this usually have a door at the back to facilitate the purchase of goods or the entry and exit of people.

Ishiwatari Qingxing was waiting quietly in a hidden alley at the back. Not long after, two people walked out of the back door one after the other.

The first person was Qu Zhiqiang, but at this time he had changed out of his long gown and put on a straight suit, showing off his style of successfully hurting others.

Shidu Qingxing was even more surprised when he saw this.

The man following behind was wearing a black top hat with the brim so low that he couldn't see his face clearly, but he vaguely felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.

Black Top Hat was very respectful to Qu Zhiqiang, as if he were his follower.

Qu Zhiqiang stood at the door and said something to Black Top Hat, who nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards, Qu Zhiqiang turned around and returned to the business, while the black top hat turned the corner, stopped a rickshaw with his hand, boarded the car and headed south.

Shidu Qingxing glanced at the back door of Delong Trading Company and immediately chased in the direction of the black top hat.

He has determined Qu Zhiqiang's destination, and the next thing to do is to see where the black hat goes and who he meets.

The rickshaw in front is pulling very fast, and from a distance you can see that the driver is very muscular and muscular.

Ishiwata Qingxing was only more than a hundred meters behind him when he felt a little out of his depth. Although he had been living on tenterhooks these past few years, his life was very prosperous. There were many banquets and dinners with big fish and meat, and he didn't have regular exercise, so his physical strength had deteriorated.

It is no longer what it used to be.

An empty rickshaw happened to be passing by. The driver was thin and dark. He hurriedly waved to the driver to stop and gave the driver a banknote. He thought that the driver would not be too fast, but he did not want to catch up with the rickshaw in front of him.

It didn't fall behind at all.

After walking for about half an hour, he had a vague premonition. The streets and scenery here were becoming more and more familiar.

Some time ago, I spent a lot of time "wandering" in this area.

When he saw the rickshaw with a black top hat parked at an inconspicuous gate from a distance, his heart trembled suddenly.

"Turn around, turn in from here!" he hurriedly ordered the coachman.

The driver was slightly surprised. The turn was going to be a long way around.

"Don't go to that place, turn around quickly, I remembered, there are other things, hurry up!" Ishiwata Keiyuki's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Okay, sit tight!"

At the same time, in a teahouse not far from the train station, Miura Kazuichi, already dressed up, sat on his seat and waited anxiously, with the tea on the table not moving at all.

He lowered his eyelids, but his eyes were watching the surroundings vigilantly, and his right hand reached into his pocket from time to time, as if he wanted to take out something.

I repeated this process several times, but when I pulled out my hand, it was still empty.

Occasionally there will be a complicated expression on his face.

That look sometimes makes me anxious like a husband waiting outside the delivery room, looking forward to the moment the door opens.

Sometimes, it's like losing a loved one, and the whole person is completely distraught.

Sometimes it feels like I have been abandoned by the whole world, with a look of despair on my face.

Such various, subtle and complex expressions alternately changed on his face.

Most people may not be able to tell, but he is very aware that his control over emotions is no longer like that of a professionally trained agent.

There is no way, he is waiting for an important moment.

The waiter in the teahouse carried the teapot and refilled the water for the guests one by one. Miura Kazuichi's hand couldn't help but reach into his trouser pocket and tightly grasp the piece of paper that was slightly larger than a rubber——

That's a ticket from Lincheng to Shanghai!

About ten minutes later, a drunk man suddenly walked outside the door. He slapped a banknote on the counter and insisted that the waiter give him two bottles of good wine.

The guy was very angry, this is a teahouse, where did the wine come from?

Seeing the man's rough appearance, the waiter didn't dare to say harsh words for fear of offending him, so he had to persuade him gently. Unexpectedly, the more the man acted like this, the more he refused to give up. If you don't bring him a drink, he will.

A posture that overturns the table.

The man's commotion immediately attracted the attention of the tea guests. Miura Kazuichi took advantage of this opportunity to quietly leave his seat, turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

The noise behind him gradually faded away, and Miura Kazuichi felt inexplicably relaxed. Although he had not yet seen Fang Jin, he knew that the train ticket in his hand would most likely not be wasted.

Twenty minutes later, Miura Kazuichi got into a rickshaw at the designated street location. The rickshaw took him along the street and into the alley.

That's the shortcut to the train station.

But not long after, the rickshaw turned into an alley.

When the rickshaw finally stopped in front of the small square of the train station, Miura Kazuichi had already changed his clothes and had a small yellow leather bag in his hand. He looked like a reporter.

Half an hour later, Miura Kazuichi finally boarded the train from Lincheng to Shanghai.

White smoke billowed out from the direction of the front of the train, and then a dull whistle sounded from the front, and the train slowly drove out of the platform.

Miura Kazuichi leaned against the window and looked out the window, filled with emotions.

Not long after, the train left the city and ran quickly among the fields. Green trees, streams, electric poles, rice fields and busy men, women and children all passed by in a flash. Wisps of steamy white smoke drifted over, sometimes blocking the train.

The line of sight of passengers in the carriage.

Finally left the damn Lincheng behind.

However, a figure soon appeared in his mind.

After a brief moment of joy and excitement, Miura Kazuichi had calmed down.

Returning to Shanghai is just the beginning. It is not that simple to gain Matsui Naoki's trust. You must make careful calculations.

Miura Kazuichi left Lincheng, but Keiyuki Ishiwatari, who was following Black Hat and saw him entering the back door of Lincheng Station, broke out in a cold sweat.

It is now almost certain that the man who met Hiroshi Ito is connected to the Lincheng Military Intelligence Station.

What about Hiroshi Ito and the Lincheng Military Intelligence Station?

Ishiwatari Qingxing simply did not dare to think about it any further.

This is terrible!

To be honest, the reason why he believed in Hiroshi Ito before was because he felt that he knew this long-time friend well enough and believed that Hiroshi Ito would never betray the empire and the Special High School.

As for the "Qingzhou" team and the "Qingshui" investigation team, they did not carefully examine the incident.

Now think about it, something happened to the "Qingzhou" team shortly after Hiroshi Ito came to Lincheng. Is this a coincidence?

Also, Hiroshi Ito told him about escaping from a hotel surrounded by Chinese agents. At the time, he thought it was nothing. After all, Hiroshi Ito's reflexes and skills were good. Now that he thinks about it carefully, are the Chinese agents so bad?

Use it?

Obviously not!

Otherwise, how could a veteran agent like Miura Kazuichi, leader of the Third Intelligence Team, fall into their hands?

So many elite agents were not killed or captured. Why was Hiroshi Ito able to save the day so many times? Is this all a coincidence?

The more Ishiwatari Qingxing thought about it, he became more frightened. On such a hot day, he broke into a cold sweat.

If Hiroshi Ito really had a problem, why didn't he let the Chinese intelligence agency attack him?

If a Chinese agent takes action, the chance of his own escape is very small, or even zero.

What is their purpose in doing this?

It must be that it still has value.

But, what is your own value?

He considered himself to be a good player in the business world. If it were not for his status, he could have made his business even bigger.

However, in terms of collecting intelligence, compared with other outstanding agents, he is a bit inferior.

To put it bluntly, his mind was not on intelligence work at all.

Suddenly, he thought of someone!
To be continued...