"Chief Meng."

Lu Qinghong and Tan Xinyi, who had been bickering just now, finally stopped when they saw Meng Shaoyuan come in.

Meng Shaoyuan sat down: "How did you choose the place for your observation?"

"Everything has been selected." Lu Qinghong replied: "It is facing the exit of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau. The angle is very suitable."

"Okay, there are still more than ten hours left. You can take a rest or wander around Wuhan."

Just as Meng Shaoyuan finished speaking, Tan Xinyi already had a look of disdain on his face: "What fun is there in Wuhan? Those traitors were causing trouble in the three towns of Hankou back then. If not for this, plus Yuan Shikai's rebellious ministers and traitors, our Qing Dynasty would be ruined

…”

"Yep."

Meng Shaoyuan knew that once this guy talked about the Qing Dynasty, Yibaozhun would be eloquent and talk endlessly, so he quickly interrupted him: "Master Beile, what you said is correct, then the Qing Dynasty will last for thousands of years.

But it’s not possible to restore the country for the time being. Let’s consider the immediate matters first, the immediate matters first.”

Tan Xinyi then shut up with some indignation.

Lu Qinghong, on the other hand, looked gloating.

Meng Shaoyuan took out a hand-drawn map from his body and spread it on the table: "This is the evacuation route. Once you succeed, retreat immediately. He Guangtao will meet you here. Give him the gun."

"What?" Lu Qinghong was unhappy when he heard it: "This won't work."

The 1924 equipped with an optical sight was like a treasure as soon as he got it. He wanted to hold it in his arms even when he was sleeping.

Now, the first time he goes out to perform a mission, Chief Meng actually throws away his gun?

"Look at how stingy you are." Meng Shaoyuan couldn't laugh or cry: "You said that once our matter is settled, even if we escape from the Japanese Concession, under pressure, the police will conduct extensive searches at stations and other places, and He Guangtao has no way to come forward publicly. You

If you are carrying a weapon, what if you are found out?"

Lu Qinghong looked unconvinced: "We are members of the Lixing Society, who dares to search us?"

Meng Shaoyuan shook his head. After all, Lu Qinghong was a military policeman before and had never carried out special espionage: "I told you that this is a secret mission and we must not reveal our identity. You are still stupid and tell others that you are a member of Lixingshe

of?

Hey Guangtao, let him be responsible for handling the gun. Consider it our reward for him. As for your weapon, I will replenish it for you when you get back."

1924 is a rare item in China. Even the Central Military Commission has few of them. It is especially popular on the black market.

Although He Guangtao is his classmate, he can't let his busy work go in vain.

As for how he handled it and how he did it flawlessly, people like Li Xingshe had plenty of ideas.

Lu Qinghong was unhappy: "As you said, you can give me a new one when you get back."

"One thing, one thing."

"Chief Meng, is this how you performed your tasks before?" Tan Xinyi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, some are much more difficult than this." Meng Shaoyuan did not deny it: "Why, do you find it very fresh and exciting?"

"That's true." Tan Xinyi played with a snuff bottle in his hand: "But Mr. Baylor, I was a soldier at the beginning. When I go to the battlefield, we men from the Eight Banners will not be vague..."

"Ouch." Lu Qinghong shouted as soon as he heard this: "Only the children of the Eight Banners are going to the battlefield? If they can really fight, can the Qing Dynasty be destroyed?"

"Lu Qinghong, what do you mean, you're a dog slave?"

"Don't argue, don't argue!" Meng Shaoyuan's head trembled: "Lu Qinghong, you too, just listen to what I have to say."

Lu Qinghong smiled proudly as if he had the upper hand.

Tan Xinyi glared at him bitterly:

"It's been a while since I've been here. You, Chief Meng, are upright and a good man. You are also good to the brothers. But as a spy, we really..."

"Yes, the identity of a spy." Meng Shaoyuan smiled bitterly: "A spy is a gangster. This is the consensus of the common people. It is also our fault. Many people have done bad things in the past, including extortion, threats and intimidation. The common people are afraid when they see us.

.

But there is another name for spies, agents. We all do special work and are not as glamorous as soldiers, but the role we can play is not only not inferior to soldiers, but even far surpasses them.

When the war broke out, there were famous heroes who died on the battlefield, and there were also many unknown heroes, such as people like us. Mr. Lu, Mr. Baylor, I know you may not be convinced by what I say now, but sooner or later you will finally

You will understand."

Meng Shaoyuan could only say this.

The word "secret agent" has too many derogatory connotations.

But what can I say?

…

In the room, Nasri sat there blankly.

He was brought back and could not go to the hotel, otherwise he would stink so bad that the hotel owner would definitely protest and even call in the police.

He Guangtao helped them find a temporary place to stay.

It took several large basins of water to clean Nasri.

But the strange smell in the room took several hours to be ventilated before it was dissipated.

His hair was also repaired and Nasri regained his human appearance.

But he sat on the bed blankly, repeating over and over again:

"Kill him... Kuroki Asada... Kuroki Asada, must die..."

In his hand, he also held a photo.

That was the photo of Kuroki Mata that He Guangtao obtained.

Meng Shaoyuan sat in front of him and looked at him.

This person is finished.

It was over after he was imprisoned in the cave.

This kind of patient who was originally a normal person but suffered a mental breakdown due to various reasons has a very low chance of recovery.

I used psychological inducement to make him firmly believe that Kuroki Asada deserves to die.

This was not invented by ourselves, but was first invented by Americans.

Americans have been studying psychological induction since the 1930s, and by the 1960s, they even wanted to use this psychological induction to create a group of super soldiers.

The ending is not so happy.

Psychological induction can make a potential target crazy, but there is no way to achieve the word "super".

Moreover, the target must meet many conditions, such as having a previous history of mental illness, or encountering an unforgettable tragic experience in life.

As it happens, Nasri fits the bill perfectly.

In a few years, he might have a chance to wake up from his nightmare.

He will completely forget that he was ever induced.

But his spirit could not be restored to the past.

His real enemy should be Yuma Ichikawa and his brother-in-law, but Nasri has no way to take revenge.

Meng Shaoyuan put out the cigarette butt in his hand, took out a revolver from his pocket, and put it next to Nasri: "Kill Asada Kuroki, this is your weapon."

Nasri numbly picked up the gun.

With the gun in his hand, Nasri actually checked it. This was also a conditioned reflex on his part.
Chapter completed!