The Seoul Grand Hotel is a five-story building, which is already a super-tall building in Seoul.
Zhou Ronghua took action. Holding the special certificate of the Japanese Army Garrison in Seoul, he easily entered the building and explained to the commander on duty at the headquarters that he wanted to see Dr. Yamamoto Takato. He was Yamamoto Takato at Tokyo Imperial University Watanabe.
Doctoral students, I have something important to discuss.
Sure enough, this sign was very effective, and Zhou Ronghua was soon allowed to enter Dr. Yamamoto's room.
Yamamoto is about fifty years old, with an angular face and a slovenly appearance. He may have been wearing a nightgown just now, working in the small office in the room. I heard that he was the personal envoy of his old classmate Dr. General Watanabe, so he happily wore it.
Good coat, met Zhou Ronghua in the living room.
"Who are you......?"
"Next week, Ronghua, Mr. Yamamoto Takato, I am a student of Dr. Watanabe, and I made a special trip to visit him."
"Hello, nice to meet you!"
"How is Dr. Watanabe's health?"
"Very well, Doctor!"
Zhou Ronghua replied. Dr. Yamamoto Takahito did not have the airs of the chief consultant of Japan's public buildings in Seoul, but was completely scholar-like. Zhou Ronghua noticed that this architectural expert was very kind, and he couldn't help but increase his confidence.
"It's too presumptuous to bother you so late!"
"It's okay. I have free time so late. I hope you don't mind. Our meeting should end in fifteen minutes, otherwise the duty officer will have to report again."
After Yamamoto finished speaking humorously, he poured a cup of tea for Zhou Ronghua. During the conversation between the two, Yamamoto inquired with great interest about Dr. Watanabe's health. Talking about the past, Yamamoto said with emotion:
"Dr. Watanabe is a genius. He is very accomplished in engineering. It's a pity that he can't come to Seoul. Otherwise, we might be the best partners!"
"Yes, Dr. Watanabe often mentions you, saying that you are his best classmate and you also like basketball."
Zhou Ronghua's words are completely guesswork. According to his own information, Dr. Watanabe likes basketball. Then his old classmates also have this hobby.
"Did he mention this? Haha! Watanabe is a great pitcher. He always wins more when we play!"
Zhou Ronghua told Dr. Watanabe's "greetings" to Yamamoto Yamamoto in general, and they were all words of concern for Yamamoto's health. Dr. Yamamoto was very happy to hear this.
"This is the high-quality cloisonné that Dr. Watanabe brought when he was in China. It was selected by the doctor himself. Unfortunately, many of them were damaged due to different reasons, and only this Ming Dynasty wine bottle with two dragons playing in the water is left."
Zhou Ronghua presented the precious cloisonné to Dr. Yamamoto. Yamamoto was flattered and accepted it because he knew about his hobby of antiques from the intelligence. He happened to have this treasure brought from China in his suitcase and used it.
place.
However, Zhou Ronghua's eyes kept scanning his room. He knew that this was Yamamoto's temporary office. Judging from the furnishings and drawing tools in Dr. Yamamoto's back room, he was doing rigorous calculations here.
In order to find out whether the room had a mechanism and how to get in without triggering the alarm, he "accidentally" knocked over the tea cup. Then he felt very guilty and hurriedly went to the corridor of the small room, pretending to look for a wipe.
rag.
There was no bell ringing, and Zhou Ronghua immediately judged that there was no alarm device installed here.
"Let the waiter clean it!" Dr. Yamamoto Takahito shouted kindly: "The rag is in the bathroom, but you are a guest, so find someone to help!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Doctor, I'd better do it myself."
Zhou Ronghua went to the bathroom, took a towel to wipe off the coffee on the sofa, and then sent it back. When he saw a large ventilation fan in the bathroom, he knew something.
He took advantage of the doctor's busy removal of the coffee cup, opened the large dose of compressed sleeping pills that he had prepared, and quietly poured it into the doctor's coffee pot.
"Dr. Yamamoto Takato, I have to say goodbye!"
"Young man, I really want to let you sit for a while, but I can't help myself. Please forgive me!"
He pointed to the guards outside and said, "It's really unbearable for me to be protected like this when I come to Seoul!"
"Doctor is working on a peaceful mission and needs to be quiet. Besides, protecting you is also for safety reasons!"
"Yes! I will stay here for another month, but you, Dr. Watanabe, are free and can go wherever you want!"
"He can't help it. Dr. Watanabe misses his old classmates very much. Japan is so close to here, isn't it hard to get what he wishes for?"
"Oh, each other! Young man, I won't keep you!"
"You are too kind. I will go back and tell Dr. Watanabe that he will be very happy to know that you have shown such warm hospitality to his personal envoy!"
"Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen you somewhere?"
Yamamoto narrowed his eyes kindly, as if he was remembering.
"Yes, I have listened to your lectures before when I was at Tokyo Imperial University."
"Oh! Look at my memory, I remembered that you were at the meeting!"
"Then I won't disturb you! Goodbye, doctor! I will board a ship from Incheon to Japan tomorrow. The tickets are all booked. This time I want to bring back your greetings to Dr. Watanabe."
Zhou Ronghua deliberately mentioned the Incheon Port. Dr. Yamamoto shook his head and suggested politely: "You want to leave through the Incheon Port? You may not be able to leave within three days!"
"That's terrible, my vote...but why, Doctor?"
"Currently all civilian ships in Incheon have been requisitioned. Maybe you can follow them to Busan and then transfer to Japan there."
Zhou Ronghua pretended to be grateful and suddenly realized, but in fact he was secretly happy... Japan was indeed withdrawing a large number of troops from North Korea to Taiwan.
"Yeah, why didn't I call and ask in advance?" Zhou Ronghua pretended not to know and said: "It doesn't matter, then I have to send a telegram to Dr. Watanabe. I will be back a few days late. Thank you very much, Mr. Doctor!"
"Goodbye! If Dr. Watanabe has any personal matters from now on, you can contact me directly!"
"Okay, I will definitely convey it!"
He checked the route around the Grand Hotel in Seoul and drew a detailed map in his mind. One kilometer directly north of the Grand Hotel is Deoksugung Palace, the eldest son of King Seongjong, the ninth monarch of the Yi Sunggye Dynasty, who was granted the title of residence. It is located in Deoksugung Palace in Seoul.
The very center of the city. Extraordinarily clean and peaceful here.
At the moment, silence envelopes this place, as if a vicissitudes of life old man is waiting forlornly in the noisy Seoul...
Zhou Ronghua chose to go there first, and then wait for an opportunity to act. There is a path leading to Hanjiang Park behind the Seoul Hotel, from which you can reach the Hanjiang River directly. Although there are Japanese patrols around the hotel in the dark, the defenses are not that tight. This gives Zhou Ronghua "
It was convenient for me to visit Dr. Yamamoto’s residence at night.
When it comes to stealing intelligence, Zhou Ronghua is a super agent!
Zhou Ronghua has already planned the route...
He did not sleep, and looked out the window from time to time. The security in Seoul after the Japanese occupation was chaotic. In order to strictly prevent the destruction of North Korean opposition organizations, plainclothes police officers from the military police were everywhere. At this moment, there were three figures walking around in the autumn night wind outside.
One of the tall men was wrapped in a coat and was shaking his hands and feet. Because of the cold at midnight, the man left. After he left, the other two agents also felt cold. The two discussed it and ran to the nearby road.
Went to the nightclub.
The streets of Seoul fell silent. It was already two o'clock in the morning. Zhou Ronghua looked at his watch and estimated that the medicine in Dr. Yamamoto's coffee should have fully taken effect. He quietly went downstairs and approached the Seoul Hotel at night.
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Zhou Ronghua dressed up carefully at night, wearing a black tights and light rubber shoes, so he walked silently.
Twenty-five minutes later, Zhou Ronghua was already in the corridor on the first floor of the Seoul Hotel.
Zhou Ronghua quietly came to the third floor. One of the two Japanese officers responsible for protecting the doctor was already asleep, and the other was not there. Zhou Ronghua probably went to the bathroom or somewhere else!
He sneaked to the doctor's door according to the predetermined route, and then listened carefully for a while. The lights inside were on, but snoring could be heard. Zhou Ronghua knew that the medicine had taken effect, so he took less than thirty seconds.
Time opened the door to Dr. Yamamoto's room.
He tiptoed and stood for a while. The doctor was indeed sleeping soundly. He was relieved and immediately came to the back room. He tested it out and found that there was no alarm device.
However, just when he was about to open the door and go in, he suddenly felt the watch on his arm being attracted by the iron door. It was a slight magnetic feeling that untrained agents could not detect.
Zhou Ronghua was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He was a little rash just now. This kind of door is a magnetic door. When it is energized, it will generate a magnetic field. Once touched, the magnetic field lines will change slightly due to the conductivity of the body, and the control mechanism will activate the electric bell in the guard room.
Zhou Ronghua understood that he had to find the switch and turn off the power before he could open the door. He looked around and suddenly found a bronze statue on the bookshelf in the doctor's outer room. The bronze statue's arm held a small torch, but the shrewd Zhou Ronghua
I found that the torch was made very delicately...
button!
Zhou Ronghua tiptoed over and took a closer look. It turned out that there was a small hole under the bronze statue, and a tiny wire passed through the wooden lattice and was buried in the decorative wall. Zhou Ronghua concluded that this was the button and pressed it gently.
The people in the drawing room slowly opened it with a little electric noise. Zhou Ronghua walked in quickly.
There was a large drawing board inside. On an extra-large table, there were several drawings with strange compositions spread out, covered with architectural and military geological symbols. Zhou Ronghua immediately took out a miniature camera and took continuous photos of the drawings on the drawing board.
Then he relied on his hearing to open a heavy metal safe in the innermost part.
After opening it, a large volume of drawings and a beautifully bound booklet are revealed! (To be continued)