After the party was over, Ma Xingkong took the opportunity to go to the toilet. He called Miezi aside and told her this important matter. He hoped that he could tell Mu Yunchen as soon as possible. Northeast China is Zhang Xueliang's territory, and the Japanese actually wanted to do something like this.
, Zhang Xueliang must be notified as soon as possible.
That night, Ma Xingkong did not go back to his dormitory, but stayed in a big house in the backyard of the art hall. When Ma Xingkong arrived, there were not only Mu Yunchen but also monk Tongming in the room. Ma Xingkong spoke first
After looking at the general situation, Mu Yunchen said: "I have tried to inform the young marshal about this matter. Please remember, please do not act rashly and wait for the young marshal's reply!"
The next day, as soon as he arrived at his office, Ma Xingkong was called by Muto. There were several people in Muto's office, some of whom he knew and some of whom he didn't. One of them was Muto's personal guard captain, Major Matsumoto, and two others.
Staff officer. Another middle-aged man without uniform caught Ma Xingkong's attention.
This man must have a good background. When Muto stood assigning tasks to them, the man was still sitting there smoking leisurely. Ma Xingkong knew that Muto had mysophobia and hated other people smoking. But this man Muto actually
Being able to tolerate it shows that the status is quite different.
After sending the other two staff officers away, Wu Teng looked at Matsumoto and Ma Xingkong, turned to the man and said, "Sir, these two are my best assistants. This is my guard captain, Major Matsumoto. This is the person you appointed."
I want to see Captain Suzuki."
The man nodded: "Thank you Mr. Muto for being so generous. When the matter is finished, I will return them completely to Mr. Wuto."
"Hai!" Muto hurriedly stood at attention and saluted, and said to Matsumoto and Ma Xingkong: "From now on, Mr. Hashimoto has the final say on the activities of the two of you until he allows you to come back!"
Ma Xingkong was very puzzled and wanted to ask what he was doing. But he resisted. He had stayed in the Ministry of War for a long time and understood a lot of Japanese rules. In Japan, whether it is the army, factory or government
, only unconditional execution of the boss's orders without so many reasons.
Hashimoto stood up from the sofa, and the cigar in his hand drew a beautiful line in the air. This guy had a big square face and was wearing a black tuxedo. Because his belly was too big, his waist was forward, and the two strips of the tuxedo were
Back swing means swinging back and forth behind you.
Hashimoto glanced at Ma Xingkong and smiled slightly: "This time you will be useful!"
Follow Hashimoto out of the Army Ministry. There were already two cars waiting at the door. Hashimoto was in the first company, and Ma Xingkong and Matsumoto were in one. The car drove all the way to the west and turned into Ximending. Ma Xingkong saw the tall
The palace wall. This is the administrative center. Many important institutions in Japan are located here. Could it be that this person is a high-ranking official in a certain institution?
The Metropolitan Police Department, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs... agencies flew by quickly outside the car window. Just when they were about to reach the end of the street, the car stopped in front of an inconspicuous two-story building. Ma Xingkong hurriedly
After getting off the car, I saw that this two-story building was not dilapidated, but dilapidated. It had been in disrepair for a long time, and there were even many cracks on the outer wall. Such a building was preserved in such a place, which seemed incompatible with the surrounding environment.
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Ma Xingkong glanced at Matsumoto. Matsumoto shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't know where he was. Hashimoto's thick body got out of the car, still holding his cigar in his hand. Entering the yard, there were weeds and houses everywhere.
Several door panels were broken, and some windows had no sash.
"What is this place?" Ma Xingkong asked.
Hashimoto said nothing. Matsumoto glared at Ma Xingkong. He followed Hashimoto into the dilapidated house. In the last room, a pale-haired old man saw a few people coming in and stood up hurriedly. Hashimoto showed his ID.
, the old man touched his hand somewhere, and the innermost wall slowly opened, revealing a dark hole, and the steps continued downward.
The three people filed in. This tunnel was very long. They walked for about ten minutes. Judging from the total distance, they were already more than 100 meters underground. There was a sound of steel friction, and a bright light appeared in front of them, and a huge iron door appeared.
Slowly moving to the left, two Japanese soldiers with loaded guns pointed at them with black muzzles.
Ma Xingkong became more and more curious about this place, and couldn't help but ask again: "Sir Hashimoto, what exactly is this place?"
Hashimoto said: "Now that we are here, let me tell you! There is no specific name here. It does not belong to a government department or the military. It is a completely independent institution, directly under the command of His Majesty the Emperor! There is no name here, only a code name! From now on
You will live here from now on, and you will not be able to have contact with anyone. Even the two of you are not allowed to talk until the operation begins!"
Ma Xingkong and Hashimoto were assigned to rooms respectively. Before closing the door, the visitor said: "Someone will bring you food every day. It's best not to come out if you have nothing to do. Just shout if you need anything. I'll tell you again."
, the roads here are complicated and it’s easy to get lost. Without documents, the soldiers will just open fire!”
The concept of time quickly disappeared here, and there was nothing to do. Ma Xingkong was really bored. After dinner, he quietly left his house and walked along the road he came from.
Walking out, when he came in, he found a large room at the corner of an intersection. There were many people in it, all wearing white clothes, and they didn't know what they were doing.
After walking two steps, the sound of "Dang, Dang!" came from the leather boots. These were the guards' shoes, and he heard it clearly. Ma Xingkong immediately turned around and got into his room, hurriedly closing the door and waited.
After a while, after hearing the sound of leather shoes leaving, Ma Xingkong opened the door again and came to the corridor.
Although he is underground, the lights in the corridor are adjusted according to the rhythm of the sun. If it is daytime, it will be very bright, and it will become dim at night. Ma Xingkong tiptoes, fearing that he will make some noise and attract the guards. Ma Xingkong Ji
Lu's skills are very good. He hunts in the mountains all year round. If he doesn't know how to get out, he's not much of a hunter.
Sliding around the corner, Ma Xingkong came to the entrance and took a look inside. No one was there quietly. Ma Xingkong walked to the door and pushed it gently. It turned out to be locked. There was no one there.
After walking for a while, a no entry sign hung very conspicuously on an iron gate.
With a slight push, the iron door was unlocked. He opened it a crack and just stepped out a leg. Someone behind him said: "Who are you? What are you doing here? Show me your ID!"
When Ma Xingkong turned around, two soldiers, holding Mauser guns, listened closely to Ma Xingkong.