Everyone was at a loss. Without a goal, their visit to the city would be in vain.
Long Jie punched the table: "In my opinion, we might as well break into the Japanese headquarters again. There must be clues there. When we went there last time, there were so many people there. It's impossible to just say no and disappear!"
Liu Wu shook his head: "No, we don't have enough manpower. We must not fight the Japanese head-on. Think of other ways! Think again, are there any other insiders?"
"That doctor!" Ma Xingkong and Mu Yunchen remembered at the same time that there was a doctor in the Japanese hospital whose name seemed to be Takeda. They wondered if he knew the whereabouts of that place. Ma Xingkong smiled and said: "Yes!
Let’s go find him again!”
At night, Harbin is shrouded in darkness. Only a few dim street lights are left flickering on and off. The guy selling scented wax paper is still there. Not to mention, the "business" there is particularly good at night.
Compared with during the day, there were still a few "customers" paying attention from time to time. Ma Xingkong put on his night clothes, climbed down from the window on the fifth floor, and came to the wall. He first stuck his head out and looked outside. Here was a
The mezzanine between the two buildings could accommodate just one person. Ma Xingkong used his arms to climb over the wall.
When we came to the intersection, the vendor selling scented wax paper was sitting idle in his booth looking around. From the gate of Songjiang Hotel, several drunk people staggered over. One of them grabbed two sticks.
Put the candle in your hand and look at it: "What is this? Can it be eaten?"
The stall owner ignored these people at all. Suddenly, another hand grabbed the door panel that was used as a small table and exerted such force that the entire stall was overturned. All the fragrant wax paper on the door panel was thrown into the vendor's face.
The stall owner suddenly stood up: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm asking you, why don't you tell me?" The man holding two candles glared at the stall owner and said, "Is this edible?"
"Yes! Eat it!" the stall owner replied angrily.
The man really stuffed the two pieces of candle into his mouth and took a big bite. Just after chewing it twice, he hurriedly spit it out and threw the candle away. The stall owner couldn't avoid it and fiercely
Smashed in the face: "You kid actually lied to me, this is a fucking candle!"
The stall owner finally figured out that this group of people was not here to sell things, but to cause trouble. Several people who were waiting for him shouted angrily: "Baga! Get out of here!"
"Oh? Japanese?" one of them said with a smile: "Japanese also do small business? Hahaha, come and see, everyone, the Japanese also do small business!"
Several passers-by gathered around. The stall owner looked around and grabbed the guy who yelled: "Listen up, we are here to perform a mission. If you don't want to die, go away!"
Taking advantage of the stall where the stall owner was surrounded by people, Ma Xingkong and Long Jie ducked away, avoiding the light of the street lights and got into the darkness. Mu Yunchen saw clearly and hurriedly separated from the crowd and walked in: "Everyone
Everyone, what’s so strange about Japanese doing business? Let’s break up. Let’s break up! Everyone, please come back too! Come back?”
The troublemaking guys glared at the stall owner a few times, and then turned around and returned to Songjiang Hotel. The stall owner gasped angrily. Normally, he would have slapped him in the face. Today he could only endure it.
Fortunately, I didn't see anyone running out of the Matsue Hotel, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to explain to Captain Nomura.
Ma Xingkong led Long Jie to read a few books along the way, and easily dodged several groups of Japanese patrols. In the distance, he saw the big cross sign of the Japanese military hospital. He stopped, waved to Long Jie, and the two of them walked around the main entrance and opened the door.
He entered through the wall. He quietly found the office from last time and knocked twice. A voice asked: "Who?"
"Doctor Takeda?" Ma Xingkong asked in Japanese.
The people inside opened the door and saw two men in black. It was too late to close the door. Long Jie got past Ma Xingkong, hugged the doctor, and covered his mouth with his hand. Ma Xingkong
He looked back and saw that the corridor was empty, with no one around. Then he closed the door. Ma Xingkong looked at it and saw that it was not Takeda.
"Don't say anything, we won't hurt you! I'm just asking you a few words!" Ma Xingkong looked at the man's frightened eyes and signaled Long Jie to let him go.
The doctor was very cooperative and really didn't dare to say anything. Ma Xingkong found a chair and sat in front of the doctor: "Where is Doctor Takeda?"
"Crazy! I don't know why a few months ago, Takeda went crazy and was sent back to the country!" That voice hurriedly replied.
Ma Xingkong nodded: "Then who are you?"
"My name is Dazang, I was just transferred here!" Dazang looked at the two people and was very surprised that the person opposite could speak Japanese very fluently. I heard that he had a Kyoto accent! Dazang asked in reply: "Who are you?
who?"
"You don't need to know, just answer my questions!" Ma Xingkong continued: "Don't worry, as long as you answer honestly, we won't do anything to you! Do you know that there is a secret underground somewhere in Harbin?
base?"
Dazang shook his head hastily. "Really?" Ma Xingkong added: "You'd better not lie to me. Do you know why Takeda went crazy? That's because we killed a nurse in front of him!"
"Did you kill Nurse Oshima?" Dazang's voice immediately rose an octave higher. Long Jie forcefully pushed him back onto the chair: "Sit down and answer my brother's questions!"
"I'll ask again, do you know there is a secret underground base somewhere in Harbin?" Ma Xingkong asked again.
Dazang hesitated for a long time, but still shook his head. Long Jie took out the dagger from his arms and put the sharp blade against Dazang's face. A biting chill immediately spread from the blade of the dagger to Dazang's bones, along the
The bones flew into his brain. Dazang said hurriedly: "I really don't know, I'm just a doctor, I don't know anything!" There was a cry in his voice.
Long Jie's dagger applied a little more force. It felt cold just now, but suddenly it became hot. A drop of liquid flowed down his cheek and into his neck. Dazang stretched out his hand and touched it. It turned out to be blood. A thick, bright red liquid.
He knew best whose blood this was. Before he could figure it out, the heat on his face turned into burning pain.
"Ah...!" Dazang shouted, then suddenly stopped.
"I said, as long as you answer obediently, I guarantee that you will be fine?" Ma Xingkong looked at Dazang and continued to ask: "This is the last time. If you don't want to go crazy like Takeda, I advise you to speak quickly.
!Hurry up, our patience is limited, especially him, who is the most impatient person!"
Dazang covered Lian with one hand, rolled his eyes and looked at Long Jie standing behind him, then looked at the bloody dagger in Long Jie's hand: "You really don't want to kill me?"
"As long as you tell the truth, I promise not to kill you!" Ma Xingkong patted his chest.
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