Iwai Eiichi had a gloomy face, looking at the pile of bits and pieces in front of him, and his teeth were clenched.

Three identical radios, identical three tape recorders, and even the same models.

There are also three identical bottles of ciphered ink......

That's the proof.

"Where's Wu Sibao?" Eiichi Iwai asked in a cold voice.

"Your Excellency Suga just called, and Wu Sibao has been intercepted outside Kunshan City." The assistant replied.

"Interception?" Iwai's pupils shrank sharply.

"This is the details of His Excellency Suga's report!" The assistant handed a document to Eiichi Iwai.

Iwai Ying glanced at it and sneered a few times.

Wu Sibao actually wanted to run?

……

Shanghai is only more than 50 kilometers away from Kunshan, which can be reached in about an hour by car.

But because of martial law in Shanghai, there are many checkpoints on the road, even Wu Sibao needs to stop the car to deal with it.

I walked back and forth for almost two hours before I arrived outside Kunshan City.

Along the way, Wu Sibao always felt a little frightened, as if something was going to happen.

But they are already out of Shanghai, what else do they have to be afraid of?

There are no Japanese in Kunshan, let alone the police chief in Kunshan, even if he is the magistrate of Kunshan County, he has to be polite when he sees himself......

Wu Sibao felt that he was overly cautious.

In order to calm his nerves, he also had a few drinks in the car, slept again, and when he woke up, he was already outside the Nancheng Gate of Kunshan County.

Wu Sibao yawned, rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously glanced out.

Well, there is no pedestrian on the huge official road?

Strangely, the driver stepped on the brakes, and Wu Sibao slammed into the backrest of the front seat.

"Your fucking skin is itchy...... Wu Sibao scolded loudly.

"Fourth master, the Japanese ......," the driver reminded.

This time, all of them were Wu Sibao's henchmen, whether they were bodyguards or drivers, they all knew what Wu Sibao was here for, so when they saw the Japanese, they instinctively felt a little stunned.

Japanese, how did you get here?

Wu Sibao poked his neck and glanced forward.

The south gate seems to be sealed, and there is a rejection of horses at the gate of the city, and a small group of Japanese soldiers stands behind the rejection of horses, looking like they are waiting for battle.

Wu Sibao looked at the epaulettes and armbands of the Japanese soldiers and recognized them as the military police in Shanghai.

Kunshan is under the jurisdiction of Suzhou, how did the military police in Shanghai get here, did they find terrorists, or military commanders?

Otherwise, the Shanghai military police would not have come here......

But when I left Shanghai, I didn't hear about it?

Wu Sibao was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't care much.

The more acquaintances the better, there is no one in Shanghai who doesn't know who Wu Sibao is, otherwise he can still take morphine and swagger out of Shanghai?

He was about to let the driver drive forward, when he suddenly saw a movement from the gendarmes at the city gate.

"Drive here, get inspected...... a squad leader pointed at Wu Sibao's car and shouted loudly, and there were more than a dozen other gendarmes who rushed directly towards the car with guns.

Something is wrong?

If it was really a gendarme in Shanghai, it would be impossible not to recognize his license plate number.

At this time, Wu Sibao heard someone at the city gate shouting in Japanese: "Hurry up, fence ......"

The voice was a little familiar, Wu Sibao subconsciously looked down and found that it was Hikojiro Suga, head of the Shanghai Department of the Navy Secret Service.

Even if you don't see him every day, at least seven or eight times a month, can Hikojiro Suga still not know his license plate number?

Wu Sibao's heart jumped, this can't be for himself, right?

What happened?

He thought of the two boxes of morphine in the trunk of the cart......

"Hurry up, turn around ......" Wu Sibao roared loudly.

Resolutely can't be caught, even if you find a place to throw it away, and then come back pretendically, or go back to Shanghai directly.

When the time came, he said that he suddenly saw the military police in Shanghai running to Kunshan, and he thought that the Kuomintang guerrillas were pretending to be ......

The driver put up reverse gear and hit the steering wheel quickly.

Want to run?

Hikojiro Suga sneered, pointed to Wu Sibao's car and said, "Hit the tires ......"

Along the way, every time he crosses a checkpoint, Wu Sibao's whereabouts will be reported to Iwai Eiichi, and Iwai Eiichi will notify Hikojiro Suga as soon as possible.

So he even knew which way Wu Sibao would go and which city gate he would enter Kunshan from.

Hikojiro Suga also expected that Wu Sibao felt wrong and would definitely run, so he had already left his back hand.

Not to mention that Wu Sibao can't run away now, even if the car can really successfully turn around, there are ambushes in the east, south, and west directions.

When the time comes, it will not be as simple as hitting tires, machine guns, grenades will all be ......

The driver just turned the front of the car over, and could only "bang" twice, the car first jumped, and then sank down, and half of the body slanted to the right.

Wu Sibao's eyes burst out: What the hell, really?

Isn't Lao Tzu just smuggling some morphine?

thought so in his heart, but Wu Sibao also found that something was wrong.

For the sake of two boxes of morphine, the Japanese would not have sent so many Japanese military police, let alone let Suga Hikojiro come to arrest him......

Could it be a mistake?

After a few thoughts, the group of gendarmes who rushed out of the city gate had already caught up, and a large part of them held their guns, aimed at the people in the car, and shouted in Japanese: "Hold your head, get out of the car......

The rest held up the butts of their guns and slammed the windows hard.

Wu Sibao held his head, dodged the glass scum that splashed into the car window, and shouted loudly: "Your own people, don't shoot......"

The car door was pulled open, and one of the bodyguards next to him was pulled down and handcuffed.

The second is Wu Sibao.

As soon as Wu Sibao struggled, he was hit with two rifle butts on his body, and he grinned in pain.

"Suga, I'll your grandma......"

As soon as Wu Sibao's temper came up, he was a little confused, otherwise he would not have killed his wife and adulterer's family back then, escaped from Shanghai, and went to Guangxi to serve as a soldier.

Now it's okay, the team leader directly raised the butt of the gun and looked at Wu Sibao's mouth.

Wu Sibao let out a "ahhhhhh

"What did I do?" Seeing Hikojiro Suga, Wu Sibao shouted loudly.

Suga Yanjiro laughed evilly, kicked Wu Sibao on the heel, and waved his big hand: "Search!" ”

In a few minutes, Wu Sibao, the driver, and two bodyguards were stripped into bare pigs by the Japanese military police.

The trunk, the cab, and even the engine compartment were not spared, and I couldn't wait to dismantle the car.

"Your Excellency, look......" A spy with two Japanese soldiers, each carrying a box of morphine, walked up to Hikojiro Suga.

"Is there any entrainment?" Hikojiro Suga asked.

The subordinate shook his head.

"Take it back!" Hikojiro Suga waved his hand, looking uninterested.

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