Chapter 235: Japanese Ronin
Lu Qinghong and Tan Xinyi never thought that they would come out one day to carry out a spy mission. Wild Sand Literature Network
Previously they were in the gendarmerie, and later they were transferred to the special operations group.
In their impression, there are no good people in spies.
However, although they were a little unhappy, the salary of the action team was very good, which made them feel at ease.
But today you are going to come to Wuhan on a mission?
Kidnap? Homicide?
The two of them went from Nanjing to Wuhan, and they were enemies of life and death, and their mouths never stopped fighting all the way.
When he got off the train, Lu Qinghong was carrying a box of a large violin, which contained not musical instruments, and a 1924 shotgun.
This weapon, equipped with an optical second sight, is the finest sniper rifle of its time.
They don't know what they're coming to Wuhan for.
However, the most important of the Einsatzgruppen regulations is:
Unconditional obedience!
A young man walked over, looked at their dress, and then looked at the big handkee case in Lu Qinghong's hand, and asked in a low voice, "The two bosses are from Shanghai?" ”
Ah, that's a code.
The two people who were on the mission for the first time were obviously not suitable for such a joint, and they were stunned for a moment, and then Lu Qinghong said: "No, it's from my hometown." ”
"Come with me." He Guangtao looked to the side and quickly took them away from the train station......
Meng Shaoyuan put on a kimono.
I looked in the mirror, except that the material was higher than the average person, and I couldn't see any flaws.
He also pasted Ren Danhu, coupled with a pure and fluent language, unless he explained it himself, anyone would think that he was the real person.
Yesterday I read the materials for one night, and my eyes were red.
But the spirit is good.
He Guangtao and them have done a very solid job, and they have found a lot of important clues in the case of Nasri's disappearance.
If the arrogant French had been humble, put down the so-called shelf and cooperate with the Lixing Society, perhaps a major breakthrough had been made in this case.
It's a pity to have the "noble" French and Chinese cooperate, it would be an incredible thing for them.
Meng Shaoyuan put on clogs and walked out.
The concession of Hankou is still relatively prosperous, and there are many people living in it.
The murder of Alfonso and his wife has caused a lot of discussion here, but those expatriates firmly believe the government's explanation, and the disappearance and murder of the French couple has nothing to do with the concession.
I wouldn't do such a thing.
When he saw himself along the way, Meng Shaoyuan would nod politely at them, and even politely say hello.
It was his first time in the Hankow Concession, and it was not easy to find the address and target he was looking for.
"Noma Momoyashi, forty-three years old, ronin, from Kagoshima, has been in Wuhan for five years...... There is a large mole on the left cheek, which is slightly chubby...... I often drink alcohol for a day at Mrs. Takase's izakaya...... There is a suspicion of a major crime......"
This is the information that He Guangtao found.
Izakaya is a place I like to go to a lot, because the cost is low, and it doesn't cost much to eat a meal compared to a restaurant.
Meng Shaoyuan finally found Mrs. Takase's izakaya.
I don't even have a signboard.
However, the smell of grilled octopus is still for some people.
"You've done a great job."
As soon as I entered, a woman in her fifties immediately greeted me and bowed: "Are you alone?" ”
"Yes, alone." Meng Shaoyuan's gaze quickly glanced around the izaka: "I'm Hirata Jun who just came to China. ”
"Hirata-kun, it's hard work."
A middle-aged man who looks like a ronin is sitting there drinking wine.
There is a scab on the left cheek, and the material is slightly chubby.
Fully eligible.
"Noma-kun." Meng Shaoyuan shouted happily.
Noma Moyan raised his head with a confused face: "Are you?" ”
"I'm Jun Hirata, have you forgotten? Kagoshima, Hirata's family. ”
"Ah, the Hirata family, yes, yes......"
Which one belongs to Hirata?
Noma Moyan thought desperately in his mind.
It seems that there is a Hirata family, what is it called?
He really had a vague memory.
"It's been five years, you've been gone for five years." Meng Shaoyuan was so happy and happy: "The last time I saw you, I was just a child." ”
Well, it's been too long to be away from home.
Noma Moyan no longer doubted, but sighed in his heart, he didn't even know the people in his hometown.
"Jun Hirata, they're all so big." Noma Moyan also had a smile on his face: "It's great to be able to meet you here." ”
The knuckles were thick and strong, the kimono was very old, and there were holes, and the clogs that were placed underneath were already in tatters.
Life is not easy.
Meng Shaoyuan already had a preliminary judgment in his mind.
Whether it is in Shanghai, Wuhan, or Guangzhou, there are a large number of Benronin people, and the vast majority of these Benronin people live very unsatisfactory lives, and they are mixed up for a day.
"Lady Takase." Meng Shaoyuan immediately said: "It's really a pleasure to be able to meet my elders here, is there any pure place where we can talk alone?" ”
Mrs. Takase was a little embarrassed.
This kind of izakaya is for people who don't have much money, and there are no private rooms, they are all bosses or hostesses, who prepare food for them and let them take it themselves.
Some resemble Chinese barbecue stands.
"Ahh
Meng Shaoyuan took out a few yuan: "Mrs. Takase, please." ”
"You're so kind."
Mrs. Takase thought for a moment: "The room I live in can be given to you, and I will bring you in whatever you need." ”
"Thank you so much."
When Meng Shaoyuan spoke, he paid special attention to the faces of the people around him.
When he saw that he took out the money, Noma Momoan's eyes immediately lit up.
The room was small but enough for two people to eat.
Meng Shaoyuan ordered two bottles of sake, and without asking what to eat, he told Mrs. Takase that no matter what was delicious, just take it.
Noma Momoan was in high spirits.
The poor money in his pocket has not been eaten so happily for a long time.
"Please, I'm sure you'll have a good time today."
Meng Shaoyuan wanted a lot more, and took out a pack of cigarettes and put it in front of Noma Taoan.
"Joon, looks like you're doing well."
There is eating, drinking, and smoking, and the name of Noma Mooan has changed.
"It's okay, I'm working in a detective agency now."
"Detective agency?" Noma Moon was stunned.
"Ah, yes, mainly in charge of some personal matters." Meng Shaoyuan was a lying lord who never blinked: "Our business is mainly in Manchuria, do you know Fujiguchi Takeo?" ”
"I, I've heard of it, am the captain of the gendarmerie in Xinjing."
"Yes, we have always maintained a cooperative relationship with Fujiguchi Daisa, and we have all received his care many times."