“9、12、26、37……”

Twenty-four hours ago.

Meng Shaoyuan wrote these numbers on the cigarette box.

Meaningless numbers.

But anyone who sees these numbers will definitely think that they are meaningful.

In the past, Meng Shaoyuan and his colleagues once conducted an experiment in which they found a total of 15 volunteers and asked them to find a certain item within a specified time.

Meng Shaoyuan's experimental team allowed the volunteers to discover some numbers.

Some are written on waste paper, some are written in the corner of the wall......

As a result, all fifteen volunteers spent a great deal of time researching the meaning of the numbers, and they firmly believed that if they cracked the numbers, they would be able to find the mission items.

Even, for this reason, they turn a blind eye to more important clues.

Humans have an instinctive obsession with numbers......

……

Now, the Japanese must have found the clues they left on purpose, and the numbers on the cigarette packs, and are wondering what they mean, right?

Take your time, because even the people who wrote down these numbers don't know what they mean.

"Old Yuan." Meng Shaoyuan called Yuan Zhonghe over: "Give you a task, take 30,000 yen, stay in Shanghai for a day, and then Zhejiang, Jiangsu, and after playing for twenty days, then withdraw to Nanjing." Along the way, you spent all my money on me, all with the yen we robbed......"

Yuan Zhonghe was an old spy, and when he heard it, he immediately understood Meng Shaoyuan's intentions:

"Team Leader Meng, are you trying to attract the attention of the Japanese? A Chinese speaks Chinese, but uses yen, and when the Japanese learn the news, they will definitely associate this with the Zhengjin Bank robbery. However, if I keep going around in circles in Zhejiang, Jiangsu and other places, it is not good, so I simply go all the way north, directly to Beiping, and then evacuate. ”

"No, the further north you go, the greater the power of the Japanese, and it's not safe." Meng Shaoyuan categorically vetoed it.

It's not that he didn't think about going to the north, but in the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, once something happens, he can still try to remedy it.

"Team Leader Meng, I am also an old qualified spy, and I will be a year later than Lao Mu." Yuan Zhonghe smiled and said: "I don't have any skills, I can steal something, but when it comes to saving my life, I also have my own set." Go north, and take the attention of the Japanese away from Nanking as far as possible. ”

Yuan Zhonghe never thought that he would be so brave.

In the past, they were monks who hit the clock for a day and got by. If there is a benefit, you must take the lead, and if there is a danger, you must retreat.

But that's no longer the case.

After Meng Shaoyuan took office, he took his brothers to make a fortune and make meritorious contributions, Lao Mu died, he disregarded life and death, and came to Shanghai in anger to avenge Lao Mu, where to find such a head?

He was born and died for his brothers, and people's hearts are flesh and blood, and others are kind to you, and you are not a stone man, right?

Besides, if something happens to him, everyone will not have a good life.

It was his turn to do something for him, for this small team.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

Meng Shaoyuan was silent for a moment: "That's okay, pay attention to safety." ”

"Don't worry, the person who can catch me Yuan Zhonghe hasn't been born yet."

Outside, there was a miserable cry from Shijima Shigeji.

Yuan Zhonghe took 30,000 yen: "Then I'll leave now." ”

"Okay."

Meng Shaoyuan put on his mask again and walked out slowly.

Xiang Shounong really takes torturing people as the greatest pleasure.

Shijima was covered with wounds, and the screams were endless.

All ten of his fingers were broken off by Xiang Shounong.

But Xiang Shounong didn't mean to stop at all.

The kidnapped bank clerk next to him was trembling.

He had been begging in his heart not to let such a terrible thing happen to him.

Meng Shaoyuan walked in front of him, asked Xiang Shounong to stop for a while, squatted in front of Shijima Shigeji, and said in fluent Japanese: "Do you know who I am?" ”

"I don't know." Ishishima was in pain: "Why are you doing this, why!" ”

"Have you forgotten Minako?" Meng Shaoyuan suddenly roared loudly.

"What......"

Before the word "what" was spoken, Shigejima's nose bone had already been hit hard.

Shijima screamed again.

But who is Minako?

"Bastard!"

Meng Shaoyuan roared, and punched one punch after another into Shigeji's face: "This is for Minako!" No one can do that to Minako! ”

Shigejima's nose was shattered, his eye sockets were cracked, and his teeth were knocked out.

But he really doesn't know any Minako.

Meng Shaoyuan finally stopped.

Ishishima squirmed in a pool of blood again, unable to say anything.

What's going on?

Meng Shaoyuan pulled out the gun and asked Xiang Shounong to help Shijima Shigeji sit on the ground, and then pressed the muzzle of the gun against Shijima Shigeji's heart, leaned into his ear, and said in a very low voice:

"I don't know any Minako, but do you remember Nanjing, do you remember Mu Dekai?"

Nanking? Mudkai?

Shigeji Ishishima finally understood what was going on.

Revenge!

All for revenge!

They are the people of Lixing Society!

It's too late.

Meng Shaoyuan pulled the trigger.

As soon as Xiang Shounong let go, a corpse covered in bruises fell to the ground.

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and said in Japanese, "Go and tell Xue Sangun to prepare to meet our retreat." ”

"Hello!"

Tian Qi replied loudly.

He couldn't understand what Meng Shaoyuan was saying in Japanese at all, but he practiced for more than an hour on the simple pronunciation of "Hai".

Meng Shaoyuan turned to the trembling bank clerk: "What's your name?" ”

"Up...... Ueda Teru ......"

"You see, you're just a hostage." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "I shouldn't have killed you, but there is no way, I can't let anyone reveal my whereabouts." ”

"No, no!" Ueda Teru cried out in horror: "I promise I won't tell anyone." ”

It's late.

Meng Shaoyuan shot at him.

Two shots.

One shot hit him in the abdomen, and the other hit him a little lower in the right chest.

Ueda also collapsed in a pool of blood.

Fuck, don't die, otherwise Young Master Meng has worked hard for a long time, and it will be useless at all.

"Bring your stuff and evacuate!"

Even now, Meng Shaoyuan still speaks Japanese.

Tian Qi and several people had several thoughts in their hearts at the same time:

This Meng Shaoyuan is really good at acting.

Then, in the whole case, the most unlucky one was Taihu Xue Sangun.

Isn't he a man sitting at home, and evil comes down from heaven?

I don't know how this Young Master Meng came up with such a bad idea.

The two cars left at a brisk pace.

After a while, Ueda's body suddenly moved, and then moved again.

"Save ...... Help ......"

A faint cry for help came from his mouth.

Don't worry, someone will pass by here soon.