Takeshita Shun may be in Jiujiang, or he may have returned to his special agent team, or he may even have joined the battle against Wuhan.
In the battle to defend Wuhan, both sides of the Yangtze River are attacking, so who can be sure where he is.
"But we don't know where he is?"
Zhou Weiguo stood up, walked aside, poured a glass of red wine for Xiao Ya and handed it to her.
Xiao Ya took the wine glass and smiled lightly: "We don't know, but we can let him know where we are?"
yes.
Just kill this guy Ono and leave a mark.
Based on his understanding of him, he regarded himself as his opponent. Such a person would definitely come to cause trouble for him.
"Should I call the other people here?"
Zhou Weiguo regretted a little. If he knew that Xiao Ya had such a plan this time, then he should have brought the others over to have a try with them.
"Weiguo, we are just having a confrontation with him. The confrontation is not only on the battlefield, but can be in other places. Isn't torturing his heart a way of fighting?"
Yes, it seems that my layout is still too small.
I just wanted to fight him, but I forgot that I could actually make his life worse than death in other ways.
This guy has a good temper, but no matter how good his temper is, he won't have any good temper when he still can't find his enemy.
"You're right, we have many ways to make him miserable."
At dusk, Taro Shigeo came back, bringing with him a document he took out of his briefcase.
"This is Ono's information and where he lives."
Zhou Weiguo looked through it and felt a little curious.
As a deputy chief of staff of the military police, Ono actually did not deploy sentries at his home.
This is completely unqualified behavior and irresponsible for one's own life.
"It's strange why he didn't arrange for guards to guard his home. Isn't he worried about having someone take care of him?"
It has only been so long that I have forgotten this matter.
Has he forgotten how his predecessor died not long ago?
Taro Jiudao sneered slightly; "You are not one of those people who don't understand the Sixth Division."
Arrogant and beastly, he looks askance at everyone in his eyes and doesn't look down on other troops at all.
"understood."
People can be arrogant, but don't be too self-righteous, otherwise you won't know how you died.
"Tonight, I have to visit him." Zhou Weiguo put the document aside and smiled.
visit?
He was there to kill people, probably.
When Taro Shizuo heard this, he felt uncomfortable all over.
He knew the man in front of him.
He will not give up on anyone and drag his partners into the abyss of hell.
"I, I'll go get ready." Your eyes have been fixed on me. If I still don't understand what you mean, then I really have some poor IQ.
Zhou Weiguo saw him getting up and waved his hand: "No, you can stay at home."
It's really strange that this person is here today.
"We won't bother our friends with this kind of fighting and killing. You are a cultural person, and we are just warriors, so there is no need for you to do this."
Pooh……
Who are you trying to clean up here? If you had the ability, you shouldn't have let me go in the first place. Now tell me this.
I really don’t know how this person could talk about these things so calmly and without a beating heart.
"Liu San, Dali, Xiao Ya, go and rest, we will start our operation in the middle of the night."
Zhou Weiguo ignored Taro Jiuwei, but looked at the other people who were going out to perform tasks tonight.
Ono lives in the west of the city.
He likes silence.
But such silence is destined to not have a good ending for him.
Later in the night.
Zhou Weiguo took a few people to the place where Xiao Ye lived.
Look at this small yard.
Zhou Weiguo shook his head a little.
He didn't understand why several Japanese officers he met liked this kind of courtyard.
What's so good about this is that once the door is closed, you can't communicate with the people around you.
Apart from thinking that you have a little bit of money, it is of no use at all.
"This is something I have never seen in the world." Zhou Weiguo muttered.
Yang Dali craned his neck at the side; "Captain, are you talking about me?"
In the past two days, Yang Dali had entered the Grand View Garden exactly like Grandma Liu, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.
But Zhou Weiguo can completely understand.
A person who has been to Laiyang before following him, how many things can he see.
"I didn't tell you." Zhou Weiguo responded and looked at Liu San slightly.
Liu San nodded slightly, turned around and left.
Zhou Weiguo waited here for a while, and the door of the room opened.
Zhou Weiguo looked at Xiao Ya and said, "Just paint below. If it's bloody, don't go up there."
Xiao Ya knows her husband very well.
On weekdays, it looks cool, but when you start using it, you will definitely feel like you have become a different person.
Moreover, it was very insidious, although this sentence should not have been said by her.
But aside from that, it seems that I can't justify it. After all, I am not the only one who has this idea, there is also Tian Jing. Even Zhang Qing thinks so.
"Okay, you go up, be careful." He looked at Yang Dali, who was standing behind Zhou Weiguo; "Take good care of your captain, if there is a hair missing, please remember it."
"Don't worry, madam." Yang Dali promised with a smile and followed Zhou Weiguo into the courtyard.
Xiao Ya, on the other hand, walked in after observing to make sure there was nothing going on outside.
When she entered the courtyard, she saw a body lying on the ground not far away.
Without thinking, Xiao Ya knew that this was probably done by the few people who entered first.
Her task was to paint, but she walked around the living room and found no paint that could be used for painting.
After thinking for a while, she turned around and picked up a used tea cup in the living room. She also found a relatively hard piece of paper, folded it, and then went out to find the body.
Since there is no paint, the blood that has not yet solidified is the most suitable.
Before she had finished getting enough things, there was a thud from the second floor.
The voice was very crisp, with a slight humming sound.
Needless to say, the three people who went up met Ono in a very unfriendly way.
Poor man, it would be fine if you were an ordinary Japanese commander, but if you actually got involved with the Sixth Division, then you can only be blamed for your bad fate.
Xiao Ya thought for a while and shook her head slightly before entering the living room again.
Things on the second floor have nothing to do with her. She just needs to get things done here and wait for them down below.