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Chapter 1348 High, really high

Three hours after the incident at the police dormitory.

Accompanied by Gu Qi and others, Zuo Chong inspected the investigation of the scene where traitor No. 76 was intercepted and killed. The young spies ran around the scene like rabbits chased by wolfhounds, pretending to be very busy.

"Deputy Commander, there are 22 bodies in total, including 5 underground party members who surrendered, and the other 17 are Agent No. 76." Wu Jingzhong leaned forward slightly and reported the current findings.

This work should have been done by Wu Chunyang, but his hip was injured again and he is still in Renxin Hospital treating the wound, so the report can only be done by Wu Jingzhong.

Zuo Zhong kicked Chen Ran, who died with his eyes wide open, and snorted sarcastically, "Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun are considered to be important figures, but how come their subordinates are such useless people? 17 people, but they couldn't even keep one murderer alive."

Gui Youguang walked up to him and said seriously, "Commander-in-Chief, these murderers are not ordinary. I saw that the number of bullet shells at the scene is basically the same as the total number of wounds of all the dead."

Gu Qi and Song Minghao, who were listening, were shocked. What did the consistent number of bullet casings and wounds mean? It meant that the murderer hit every target with one bullet.

The Military Intelligence Bureau had never seen an opponent of this level before. Neither the Japanese spies nor the underground party's intelligence personnel had such terrifying operational capabilities.

As for whether the Military Control Commission's most elite special operations team can do it, the answer can be seen from Gui Youguang's grief-stricken expression.

The bald guy always thought that his special operations team was the best in the world and invincible, but this time he was slapped in the face.

Zuo Zhong was not surprised at all. With the combined efforts of all the action experts in half of the border region and Lao K's intelligence support, it would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut when dealing with No. 76.

He looked at the corpses lined up in a long row, yawned and said, "Okay, let the brothers go back and hand over the scene to the police department."

Gu Qi was stunned and asked quickly: "Deputy Commander, the case is not being investigated anymore, the Director is still waiting for our news."

When Dai Chunfeng learned that No. 76 had been ambushed and the underground party prisoners who had been taken away were missing, he immediately became furious and demanded that the murderer be found as soon as possible and the whereabouts of the underground party be tracked down.

Zuo Zhong patted Gu Qi on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Old Gu, you can't be too honest. Um, please record this."

Halfway through his words, he casually called over a small spy, and when the other party took out a pen and a file, he immediately read it in a rhythmic manner.

"My Lord, the rebels attacked from three sides tonight, intending to seize the prisoners. The prisoners took advantage of the chaos and fled in all directions, and the Central Committee could not catch up with them.

Our troops rushed to the scene upon hearing the news. From the director to the ordinary operatives, no one was afraid, no one retreated, and everyone fought bravely.

Director Dai even shouted "Leader, kill each other" and rushed into the enemy camp, killing several people on the spot. Finally, the rebels were cornered and chose to die together with the hostages.

In this battle, the Military Control Commission killed 17 enemies, and 5 surrendered personnel were unfortunately killed. We are currently trying to track down the fleeing enemies. "

At the end, Zuo Zhong asked the spy to add "under the wise command of the bureau chief". Gu Qi was dumbfounded. Can a report be written like this?

According to this report, the Japanese and traitors who kidnapped prisoners became underground party members. The superiors must be satisfied that the Military Control Commission "killed" so many dissidents.

Everyone knows that what the leader cares most about is not the Japanese, but the underground party members who moved from the southwest to the northwest. They have done nothing wrong in doing so.

Gu Qi gave a thumbs up, bent over with a look of admiration, "Great, really great, Vice President, I will immediately have someone place some underground party leaflets and slogans at the scene to confirm this matter."

Compared to the murderer with superb action ability and mysterious whereabouts, the Japanese are easier to deal with. After all, the Special Committee on China has no secrets in the Military Control Commission.

As for the third group of Japanese spies, as long as they contacted Hase's people, they could follow the clues and capture this group of "underground party" in one fell swoop.

"That's right, Lao Gu, you can draw inferences from one instance. Think more about things in the future. Okay, let's go together."

Zuo Zhong yawned, waved his hand and was about to leave, but he stopped when he saw a little spy running towards him and saying something in Gucci's ear.

After listening to the report, Gu Qi's face turned strange. He suppressed a smile and said to Zuo Zhong, "Commander-in-Chief, Xu Enzeng has been found. It is said that he was almost kicked back into the river by Meng Ting when he came ashore."

"Oh? What's going on?" Zuo Zhong perked up. Listening to gossip was much more interesting than solving a case.

Gu Qi explained: "Dong Xin and Meng Ting led people to search along the river. When they searched five kilometers downstream, Xu Enzeng suddenly emerged from the water and grabbed Meng Ting's ankle. Meng Ting thought he had encountered a water ghost and kicked him out of fear."

Everyone laughed uncontrollably. Xu Enzeng was first chased by the Japanese, oh no, he was chased by the underground party, and then he was kicked by his own people. It was really a bad year for him.

Zuo Chong kept smiling on the surface but cursed silently in his heart. It was not that Xu Enzeng had bad luck, he was extremely lucky. His ancestral graves were about to erupt like a volcano.

This guy was shot by the Banana People in Jiujiawei, by the Japanese in Beiyin River, and by the underground party in Shanghai, and he escaped death every time. Now even the most ruthless water and fire can't deal with him. Old Xu is going to become a demon!

After silently complaining about Xu Enzeng's bad luck, Zuo Zhong told Gu Qi: "Go see him on behalf of the director and me. Remember to bring the gift with you."

Everyone laughed again, but the fun was just an interlude after all. The next morning, everyone, including Zuo Chong, started a new day's work.

Not long after Zuo Zhong arrived at the office, Wu Chunyang came to him with his buttocks wrapped in gauze. He stood up limping and reported a piece of information.

"Deputy Commander, Jiang Baochun has sent back news that the unidentified persons who appeared in the police dormitory last night were indeed Japanese spies. The leader is called Kujo Wataru, and he is a tactical instructor at the Japanese Army Nakano School." Nakano School? This is an old rival. Zuo Zhong asked Wu Chunyang to sit down first, and then he held his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought.

When the army went to Jin-Cha-Ji earlier, the group met two Japanese military police on the train. They admitted that they had been trained at the Tokyo Rear Service Training Institute, which was the predecessor of the Nakano School.

Both Ryosuke Hase and Fuichiro Hayashi have provided some information about this school, which is a spy training institution responsible for training intelligence, counterintelligence, and propaganda talents.

All we know about the Military Intelligence Bureau at present is that its campus is near Nakano Station in Tokyo. It is known to the outside world as the "Army Ministry Communications Research Institute" and within the Japanese army as the "Military Investigation Department" or "Eastern 33rd Unit."

The level of confidentiality here is very high. No one is allowed to mention the real name of the school in any place. Faculty and students are all required to wear casual clothes and use pseudonyms.

The current principal of Nakano School is Taketo Kawamata, who is a major general of the army and a senior intelligence officer in the foreign affairs system. He participated in the Sui-Zao Campaign and the Zao-Yi Campaign. He has a tough style and acts strategically.

If "Nobita" is targeted by such an old spy, he will run away sooner or later. This is what Lao Dai is worried about, so Jiujo Wataru and others must die.

After thinking for a few minutes, Zuo Zhong asked Wu Chunyang: "What are you going to do?"

"Follow, monitor, and arrest!"

Wu Chunyang replied with six words. His thoughts were clear, but there was nothing surprising about them.

But intelligence work is not like writing a storybook. It is a job that can be completed with slow and steady work. There is no need to pursue a hundred clever strategies, because the more links there are, the more likely problems will arise.

Zuo Zhong frowned and asked seriously, "Are you sure? You should know that this matter is related to Nobita."

"Yes, Jiang Baochun reported that the Japanese spy chief left a dead letter box address for Kujo Wataru, and told him that if he needed help, he could contact him through the dead letter box."

After Wu Chunyang sat down, his expression became even more painful. When he heard Zuo Zhong's question, he quickly stood up to answer it, and at the same time relieved the "local" pain.

"Okay, then you will be in charge of this operation. I don't want a confession or any information. I only have one request."

Zuo Zhong raised a finger and stared into Wu Chunyang's eyes: "You must make those Japanese spies in Zhongye School admit that they are underground party members. Can you do it?"

Although Wu Chunyang was not at the scene of the assassination at No. 76 last night, he immediately guessed Zuo Zhong's intention and immediately promised that he would make this case a solid one.

He can't solve the case, but he can get a confession from torture. If he can't do either of these, then he is worse than Xu Enzeng.

"Well, go ahead and report any intelligence you have."

"Yes, deputy seat."

Wu Chunyang limped away. Zuo Zhong looked at his back and was very puzzled. Why did he always get injured in the hip? He was not a big target.

That afternoon.

When Xu Enzeng was accepting Gu Qi's "blessing" in the hospital, Jiang Baochun looked back, walked into the headquarters of the Special Committee on China in Shancheng, and made contact with the head of the Japanese spy.

"Team leader, if there is any mission that needs to be carried out, please just give me your instructions." Upon seeing the Japanese spy leader, Jiang Baochun immediately greeted him respectfully.

The Japanese spy leader smiled and revealed his real last name for the first time: "There is no need to be so formal when talking to each other. From now on, just call me Team Leader Hattori."

(Okay, I just didn’t expect this character to appear multiple times, so I wrote this now)

Jiang Baochun was a little surprised. Hattori was a samurai surname and had a strong background in Japan. If the other party was not lying, why would a child of such a big family come to the Kuomintang-controlled area to carry out a mission?

At the same time, he also understood why Hattori was optimistic about him. Fujiwara was a noble family name. Although he had no direct relationship with the Hattori family, they could barely be considered in the same class.

In response to the Japanese spy chief's overture, Jiang Baochun immediately bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Hattori."

Hattori nodded and didn't say anything else. He directly stated the reason why he asked Jiang Baochun to come.

It turned out that the operatives at Nakano School had consumed too much ammunition last night and were in urgent need of replenishment, but they could not find a reliable way.

Through the battle in the police dormitory, Kujo Wataru gained a certain degree of trust in the Hase Agency and decided to replenish it through Hattori, but he still cautiously set the delivery location outside the city.

Hattori gave Jiang Baochun the task of collecting enough bullets, and other people would be responsible for the delivery. Upon hearing this, Jiang Baochun immediately set off for the black market without inquiring for relevant information.

He understood that it was a good thing not to know the delivery location, otherwise when Kujo Wataru and others were arrested, the Japanese would be the first to suspect him.

No one can escape. In the mountain city, the Military Control Commission has ten thousand ways to keep an eye on the enemy. The lives of the Japanese spies in the Nakano School have entered a countdown.

(End of this chapter)