"Only those who are dead will not leak secrets, and they also have their own ways to get dead."

Yoshida Saburo glanced at Le Shantang beside him, and said coldly: "Is the president softened, or ..." "

"It's not, how many of them are cleaned? Just use the opportunity to use people at the moment, and try to use it as much as possible."

Araki glanced at Yoshida Saburo, who was sitting in a dangerous, stood up with both hands, and said with a sink:

"Forget it, let's not talk about this first, and let's talk about your key thorns recently, how do you feel about our old ancient friends?"

"This time, I went to this church in person." Yoshida Saburo also got up and answered.

"Okay, from the cold noodle Lang personally, the president and I can rest assured a lot."

The desert tail stretching, "Yoshida Jun is best to do it shortly afternoon. In summer, he usually has the habit of bathing after waking up after noon. At that time, the alert might be relaxed."

Speaking, he found a stack of paper from his arms and handed it to Yoshida Saburo: "This is a map of the mansion of the mansion and patrol line, you go back and think about it."

"Thank you ..." Yoshida took the drawings from the deserted light hands and carefully entered his arms, "What else does you have?"

"After the incident is completed, you must evacuate Hankou immediately and go back to China to avoid the limelight."

"clear…"

Le Shantang is the spy head here, but all the spies under their jurisdiction must absolutely obey.

"Also, you are in the area of ​​Huguang, but you must not move Chen Tianhua. Our people find that he is really good at spy war. He also has a military investigation office. His shadow has penetrated into Huguang. In addition

It is very good, Yoshida Jun should not cut the snake to be bitten by the snake, so as not to be an outer branch. "

The deserted light thought of the lineman's back, especially emphasized.

"Oh ... rest assured, my people won't move him."

As soon as Yoshida Saburo's voice was low, there were some surprises and regrets in his heart.

He originally wanted to use this operation to take the opportunity to intercept Chen Tianhua. This big devil, it is said that the three rogue masters around Shi Jin were killed by this devil.

Shame.

Now the stabbing plan has been listed, and the survival of the detectives, and the rogues of their men have been completed.

But this ...

Hey, I had to give up first. When I was busy, I was not too late to get revenge.

Seeing Yoshida Saburo has promised, the deserted tail lightly talked his mouth and said:

"You go, remember to do what the plan is listed, don't be blindfolded by hatred, and break the overall deployment of the empire in Huguang."

"Please rest assured ... Saburo go ..."

The words did not fall, Yoshida Saburo rose, and his waves had disappeared into the vast mist.

Seeing Yoshida Saburo's figure, the deserted light got up and left.

The steps to go back are the same as when they come. Between each step, one stone step is not bad.

Nympho

Hankou Ganlu Temple.

In the evening, the night is low.

At the edge of the water bridge, Zhumen Yingliu was very quiet around, and there was no bird sound.

The wind is very light, and the wicked bar can hardly blow, and the water flow is not very anxious. It can no longer hear the sound of water.

In the darkness under the bridge cave, there are faint figures shaking.

In the dark place, Luo Erhu took the special combat players of several investigations and watched the every move of the people.

He was ordered to cross the river to Hankou. According to the recognition of the shadow of the investigation office, they focused on monitoring the Le Shantang Co., Ltd. in the Japanese Concession.

All belong to the navy.

At this time, Luo Erhu, who had been paying closely in front, looked beside him, and said to a captain in the black clothes:

"As soon as they left here, let your people do it right away, and all have to grasp the living mouth."

"Yes, Master Luo."

The captain of a black armor, whispered respectfully, then he dangled and disappeared into the night.

"Go, let's go and see ..." Luo Erhu said to several players around him.

"clear…"

During the talk, a man's shadow disappeared in the night ...

On the north side of Ganlu Temple, Hankou Customs is the forefront of the bell tower of Hankou, where it is the Bund Bund of Binjiang Avenue.

On the Bund, it is dark.

At this time, a touch of shadow came in a hurry.

His name is Yamada Masaki, a member of the Black Dragon Association, and the Japanese spy leader of Leshan Hall in Hanyang Mansion.

In the darkness, Yamada Zhengxiong carefully pays attention to the surroundings.

Although it is only in the evening, no one can see anyone in the distance, and there is only a light summer wind blowing in the ears.

However, he still walked carefully.

The main reason is that the sound of the wind suddenly became nervous recently.

If before, he didn't need to be so careful at all. There was basically no anti -espionage institution in the Qing Dynasty. There was a deity of the employee.

There are also Leshantang's liners, all under their surveillance.

But now, he wants to mention the spirit of twelve points. I do n’t know why. I heard that Hu Guang came to the death opponent of the Empire Chen Tianhua. He had a special agency under his men, the head of the three foxes.

In the grass in front of the Yangtze River Dam, a slight sound suddenly sounded. Yamada Zhengxiong stopped, and his body was short.

He stared at the grass in front of him, held his breath, and pressed his hand on the dagger hidden in the waist.

The clouds in the sky are slowly moving, and the clear moonlight is spilled, and it seems that the earth is so pale.

A small plush thing passed by in front of his eyes. Take a closer look, it was a field mouse.

Baga, scary.

Yamada Zhengxiong smiled and relieved, the hand on the dagger on the waist, and fell down.

But at the moment he straightened his body, where he was not far away from him, a very subtle sound sounded.

When Yamada responded, it was too late, and his neck had a faint tingling.

He subconsciously touched the wound and felt that there was blood dripping, but it was not serious.

There are enemy feelings, but I don't know where?

He pulled out the dagger around his waist and put on a guardian attitude.

The cold light flickered, reflecting his face.

However, there is still a silence in the darkness. Except for the damn summer breeze, and the virtuous sound of insects, there is no movement at all.

On the forehead of Yamada, sweaty.

He faintly felt that his neck was stiff, and the feeling of paralysis spread, constantly eroding his consciousness.

Thinking of those faint tingling and shallow trauma, he suddenly understood.

The tingling just now is the fine needle shot by the enemy.

Not good, the middle move.

They were exposed by themselves, they had to catch him alive!

Years of spy career have made him be sensitive and rich in association.

He didn't hesitate, his wrist flipped, his arms spread, and the dagger stabbed his heart, ready to kill himself.
Chapter completed!