Chapter Twenty-Three: Going to the Beach with My Brother
Strictly speaking, Takeo Yamamoto, the assistant military attachΓ©, is not a spy, but an emperor who is temporarily used as a spy, because the government under the leadership of Duan Qirui has a harmonious relationship with the Japanese Empire, and most things only need a diplomatic note, and even a diplomat is not required, and a phone call can be done properly.
But after all, there are some shady things that need to be handled, so Yamamoto Takeo took on this important task, and his subordinates are composed of two parts, one is in Huaron, and the other is the imperial army soldiers stationed in Dongjiaomin Lane, but the ronin is scattered, the soldiers are conformist, and they are not excellent spies who have undergone professional training.
Three months ago, a group of Soviet Russian agents killed two of Yamamoto's subordinates, and has been at large, this matter was remembered by Yamamoto Takeo, deeply ashamed, fortunately, this case has recently taken a turn for the better, Xu Shuzheng sent someone to send a piece of paper, which is written on one of the suspected Chinese Soviet Russian spies, Yamamoto did not immediately report to his superiors, but hid the paper on his body, ready to capture the other party and then report, so that even if the wrong person is recognized, there is room for maneuver.
Yamamoto has always believed that the Soviet Russian spies have undercover agents in the embassy area, and this person is likely to be in the Six Nations Hotel, after some investigation, he quickly locked up a waiter in the Six Nations Hotel, this person played a role in the case of whistleblowing, and the harm was extremely great, Yamamoto on the one hand sent people to the police department detention center to monitor Chen Zikun's movements, and on the other hand, he personally went to the Six Nations Hotel to find out.
The Japanese style has always been clear-eyed and meticulous, Takeo Yamamoto is a typical example, after sitting in the office of the personnel department for fifteen minutes, the person has not come, he looked at his watch, and said unhappily: "Why hasn't the person arrived yet?" β
The personnel department glanced at him, but still picked up the phone and asked the front desk, and was told that Tom had already been notified, Yamamoto frowned, knowing that something was wrong, stood up and bowed: "Excuse me." "Just go out.
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At Huixiantang Restaurant, the banquet has ended, and the students have returned to school, Xiong Xiling invited Chen Zikun to take his car to return together, but he politely declined, saying that he was going to see a friend.
Chen Zikun walked out of the restaurant, not far away two men who were smoking on bicycles quickly stood up, a pile of cigarette butts on the ground, due to the angle problem, Chen Zikun did not see them, but found an acquaintance.
"Isn't this Reporter Ruan?" Chen Zikun said with a smile.
Ruan Mingchuan stretched out his hand enthusiastically: "I didn't expect you to be a patriotic hero, can we make friends." β
Chen Zikun shook hands with him and said, "You invited me to dinner, we are already friends." β
The two chatted and changed, the street in spring was full of traffic, very lively, not far away set up a fortune-telling stall, a fortune teller wearing sunglasses and a long shirt was calling passers-by: "This aunt, I see that your Yin Tang is dark, and you have recently committed a villain." β
The woman with the basket gave him a blank look and scolded, "Crazy." "Turned around and walked away.
The fortune teller shook his head and sighed: "If you don't believe me, sooner or later you will suffer." When he turned around, he happened to see Chen Zikun coming over, and shouted again: "This gentleman, I see that you are unlucky, and you are about to be unlucky." β
"What nonsense?" Ruan Mingchuan scolded.
Chen Zikun arched his hand and said: "Hu Banxian, we met again, why do you keep changing places." β
It turned out that this fortune teller was Hu Banxian, who pointed out the direction of Xiangshan to Chen Zikun at the gate of Fayuan Temple, and had his life and whereabouts.
Hu Banxian also recognized Chen Zikun, he pulled Chen Zikun to sit down, and said, "Look at your face, I'm afraid you have been imprisoned recently." β
Ruan Mingchuan said: "You must have read the newspaper, this hero who burned Zhao's house has just been picked up by us from prison." β
Hu Banxian shook his head and said, "I never read newspapers." β
"Blow it, you'll be there." Ruan Mingchuan snorted disdainfully.
Hu Banxian continued to say to Chen Zikun: "I'm not joking with you, this time there are many disasters than last time, maybe there will be a bloody disaster." As he spoke, he tilted the mirror on the table.
Chen Zikun was suspicious, and suddenly saw from the mirror on Hu Banxian's small table two men with low brims standing ten zhang away, staring sneakily at this side.
His heart moved and he asked, "Is there any way to crack it?" β
Hu Banxian said: "I'll send you a word." β
As he spoke, he wrote the word "go" on the sand table.
"Where are we going?"
"Hehe, a dollar per word."
Chen Zikun stretched out his hand to Ruan Mingchuan: "Reporter, borrow some money." β
Ruan Mingchuan took out a five-yuan bill and said, "It's only a whole one, you can find it." β
Hu Banxian collected the money but did not look for money, and wrote four more words on the sand table: Go to Shanghai quickly.
Ruan Mingchuan was half dead when he saw it: "You can't write a Shanghai character, you have to write four words, if I have a ticket of ten yuan, you can't write ten words?" β
Hu Banxian smiled incomprehensibly: "You get what you pay for, you will know in the future." β
As he spoke, he began to close the stall, and Ruan Mingchuan said strangely: "Why did you close the stall so quickly?" β
"I've made enough money for today's wine, so I'll drink two or two." Hu Banxian returned the borrowed table to the shop next door, carried the fortune-telling disguise, and walked away step by step.
"This charlatan." Ruan Mingchuan scolded in a low voice, but Chen Zikun was thoughtful, glancing at the distance from time to time, and suddenly he said to Ruan Mingchuan: "Lend me your suit and hat." β
Ruan Mingchuan was stunned, and said in his heart Why is this old man so invisible, he borrowed money to borrow clothes and hats as soon as he made friends, this is his newly made beep suit, and he was willing to wear it when he participated in the pressure banquet today.
Chen Zikun said: "Someone is watching. β
Ruan Mingchuan was startled, and was about to turn back, but was stopped by Chen Zikun: "Don't look back, go forward." β
The two continued to walk forward, and walked to a glass window, Chen Zikun pointed out to him, and there were two people behind them.
"Oops, you're being targeted by a dog's leg, I'll cover you." Reporter Ruan said awe-inspiringly, flashed into the street corner, quickly took off his hat and suit and handed them to Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun put on a suit and a top hat, and Reporter Ruan was also a tall and thin man, the two were of similar stature, and they fit well in his clothes.
"You call a foreign car to return to the museum, and tomorrow you will go to the depot to get clothes." Chen Zikun advised.
"Remembered." Ruan Mingchuan nodded, the two walked out side by side, called a foreign car, Ruan Mingchuan flew into the car, Chen Zikun waved at him, and disappeared into the crowd.
The two spies who were watching really recognized the wrong person and followed Ruan Mingchuan on a bicycle.
Chen Zikun didn't dare to slack off, dispelled the idea of going to the Yao Mansion, and sneaked back to the Ziguang Depot first, he first walked around the alley a few times, and sure enough, he found a few suspicious faces, he detoured back to the back wall and jumped in, came to his room, but found that Xiao Shunzi was already here.
"Aren't you on duty? How did you run here. Chen Zikun was faintly uneasy.
"Something happened, the Japanese are eyeing me, it's over, they have to kill me." Xiao Shunzi was sweating profusely, and her hands were shaking.
"What's going on, speak slowly." Chen Zikun's extremely calm attitude made Xiao Shunzi calm down a little, and recounted the incident of Takeo Yamamoto going to the Six Nations Hotel to find him.
Chen Zikun suddenly understood that the person who followed him was also Japanese, and this was really a big trouble, he had killed two Japanese spies, and he also went on a killing spree in the Anfu Club, killing seven or eight of Xu Shuzheng's men, and these two accounts were not something he could bear.
The Japanese may appear at any time, and if they don't escape, it will be a bad thing for everyone.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Shunzi, Beijing can't stay, come with me." β
"But I'm about to be promoted to foreman." Xiao Shunzi cried with a sad face, and was very frustrated, he really couldn't bear the lights in the Six Nations Hotel.
Chen Zikun said: "The foreman is a fart, and when he arrives in Shanghai, he will have a lot of opportunities to make a fortune." β
Xiao Shunzi's eyes lit up: "Go to Shanghai?" β
"yes, follow me to the beach." Chen Zikun cut the railway.
"Good!" Xiao Shunzi suddenly became high-spirited, and reached out to high-five Chen Zikun in the air.
Chen Zikun quickly hid two box guns and bayonets on his body, and took a bag of oceans and banknotes, and did not bring any other soft clothes, before leaving, he still made a phone call to the Yao Mansion, but no one answered the phone, so he had no choice but to put down the microphone.
Just as he was about to go out, Xue Pingshun came in and was startled when he saw him looking ready to go.
"Where are you going, Kunzi?"
"Uncle Xue, I'll go out for a while, you can stay with the depot a little longer, I'll send a letter." Chen Zikun didn't have time to explain anything, so he pulled Xiao Shunzi towards the back wall, and met Xing'er and Aunt Wang again.
"Auntie, Xing'er, take care." Chen Zikun stopped and said.
Xing'er was stunned: "What are you two doing?" β
Aunt Wang also wondered: "Child, what's wrong." β
Xiao Shunzi stomped his feet and said, "Don't ask, we'll take a telegram back when we get to Shanghai." β
Chen Zikun nodded, confirming Xiao Shunzi's words, and the two climbed up the wall under the gaze of everyone, jumped down, and then a series of hurried footsteps.
Xing'er was confused by this sudden scene, and muttered, "What's wrong, what's wrong." β
Aunt Wang sighed: "This is fate......"
The two jumped out of the wall, didn't dare to take the big road, and walked quickly in the small alley, Xiao Shunzi panted and asked, "How to go?" β
"Take the train to Tianjin first, and then go all the way south to Shanghai." Chan said
"Good...... Da Kunzi, I want to go home. Xiao Shunzi was a little hesitant.
"Are you still thinking about getting your luggage? Dude, are we running for our lives, you know? Chen Zikun said.
"I know, it's because I ran for my life, I don't know when I will come back, I want to see my sister, so I can explain a word, just a sentence." Xiao Shunzi's eyes showed a pleading look, Chen Zikun couldn't bear to refuse, and said, "Okay, let's go together." β
The two went to the Willow Hutong Miscellaneous Courtyard, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, Chen Zikun felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and before he could react, four strong men rushed out from both sides and pressed them to the ground.
It is said that Chen Zikun is a person who practices martial arts, and his reaction is quite fast, but the other party hugged his waist and did not let go, a pair of arms were as powerful as iron tongs, Chen Zikun's two guns were just tucked into his waist and could not be taken out, and after a short and fierce struggle, he just held the handle of the knife hidden in his leg, and the cold muzzle of the gun was on his temple.
Chen Zikun glanced at it, it was a Japanese-made chicken leg picker, no need to ask, the one holding the gun was also Japanese.