My spy diary

Chapter 161 Vulture (please vote for me)

Dong Dong Dong. Dong Dong Dong

A dull knock sounded in the silent night.

Oda Nobuhide, who was sleeping on the dirt floor, suddenly woke up and suddenly realized that he had been sleeping for several hours in this dirty and scary environment.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and climbed up tremblingly.

He has been thrown here since being tried by the military court.
He was first hit by a bullet, then arrested, then passed out, and finally the bullet was roughly removed without anesthesia, and he was tried with a fever, and then was dumped here.

Kaifeng No. 1 Prison Special Detention Area.

He was sentenced as a North Korean named Park Zhongmin, and he was severely beaten by the prison bully as soon as he arrived.

Fainted again.

Even though he was an agent and had received extremely cruel training in the army and agent school, he had experienced so many things in one day, and it was a bit unbearable both mentally and physically.

Oda Nobuhide touched the torn wound. Sticky blood mixed with sweat seeped out of the gauze. The wound was painful and itchy. He sniffed the filthy air in the prison cell and knew that the wound was not healing, but It's an infection.

Maybe he would no longer need to be beaten up by these vicious inmates in the cell, and he would die of a fever due to inflammation and ulceration of the wound.

He moved his body tremblingly and carefully leaned against the dark wall. The chill from the cold wall made his muddy brain clear up. He opened his heavy eyelids and looked at the cramped room full of filth. 's cell.

A gleam of pale moonlight shines through the air holes the size of a palm. Seven or eight naked strong men are sleeping on the pavement and on the ground. The only mat is spread at the door, where a 1.8-meter tall man with a fleshy face sleeps. The strong man, covered with a thin quilt, was snoring loudly.

Looking at this person, Oda Nobuhide's pale face showed ferocious murderous intent. It was this guy who was scolded as soon as he came in. Seeing that he couldn't squeeze out any profit, he kicked him directly onto the toilet.
If he hadn't been injured, he would have had a hundred ways to kill this vicious guy.
but
Oda Nobuhide covered his sleeves and glanced at the toilet close to him, his throat rolling.
No, I must go out.

The damn embassy, ​​that damn Batsuya, didn’t he say that he wanted to find a way to rescue him? Why haven't you taken action yet?

Didn't he say that he had said hello and would guarantee his freedom in prison? Why do I have to live next to a narrow commode?
And the damn Chinese agents, where did they have the courage to shoot at the agents of the Empire of Japan? Also, there is that damn Zhao Youde, this treacherous villain.
The more Oda Nobuhide thought about it, the more he hated it. He never imagined that he would still be dominated in prison. Moreover, in this place, class seemed even more obvious. No one cared about your status outside. It all depended on your fists.
"Chug, tug, tug, tug, tug."

Suddenly, a series of foul-smelling farts interrupted Oda Nobuhide's thoughts. As soon as he covered his mouth and nose, he saw the strong man sleeping at the door enjoying the best air get up.

A tall man of 1.8 meters, with a full beard and a dark body. The fat on his face and belly tremble when he walks. He looks like a black tower...

He walked to the toilet with his eyes closed, unbuttoned his pants, and quickly poured water. His huge ass was like an engine and roared again.
The strong man shook his words, put it away with satisfaction, hummed twice, took two steps and suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and glanced at Oda Nobuhide with contempt.

Oda Nobuhide was all excited, and a somewhat flattering smile appeared on his face...

However, the strong man looked down upon him. He frowned and glanced at the soles of his feet with disgust. Then he walked condescendingly to Oda Nobuhide and directly stretched out his feet to wipe his clothes. Oda smelled the suffocating filth. He subconsciously tried to dodge, but was kicked to the chin.

"boom"

The back of his head hit the wall directly. Oda felt dizzy and in excruciating pain. When he touched it, it was sticky and bleeding again.

Oda's face was twisted and his fists were clenched tightly. However, facing the strong man like a black tower, he gave up helplessly.

The strong man roughly cleaned the dirt on his body, turned around and lay back down, and soon he screamed loudly again.

"Baga**********" Oda was trembling with anger, roaring and cursing in his heart that he no longer wanted to stay in this place.
Dong-dong-dong, the knocking sound outside sounded again. This time the sound became clearer and clearer, vaguely mixed with the sound of footsteps.

Knowing that someone was coming, Oda quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The next moment, two guards in black police uniforms came over, banging their batons.

A flashlight shone on Oda's face.

"Park Zhongmin, come out."

After a loud shout, seeing that he was unmoved, the guard walked in and dragged him out.

"What are you going to do?" Oda pretended to be frightened.

"Hehe, you'll know when you get there." The guard smiled evilly, put handcuffs and anklets on him, and dragged him out.

The damp and cold air from the corridor poured in. Oda took a few breaths of fresh air greedily, and then he noticed that the cloth shoes on the guard's feet were wet.

it's raining outside?
Oda thought.

Amidst the clattering sound of iron chains being dragged, I walked out of the aisle and passed through several iron gates, only to see the pouring rain pouring down, thunder roaring, and lightning crackling.

Oda Nobuhide was pushed into the heavy rain.

Crash, in an instant, he was soaked to the skin and in a state of embarrassment.

Lying in the rain and mud, the pain of the wound and the biting cold rain were like an iron whip whipping into his gloomy and lonely heart.

Boom, a bolt of lightning raging down, dispelling the darkness, deafening thunder followed one after another, Oda's shivering body could no longer control the trembling.

At this moment, a searchlight shone directly on his pale face, and the sound of rain boots trampling on the rain could be heard in the shadows.

He gingerly wiped the mud on his face, and saw four strong men in raincoats surrounding him.

Their faces were obscured by the raincoats and looked a little blurry, but the cold light of the iron whips in their hands still made Oda shudder.

pop
Several iron whips were whipped out unexpectedly, each blow leaving a trail of blood and taking away pieces of flesh and blood.

"Oda Nobuhide, do you want to recruit?"

A cold voice sounded in Oda's heart.

"Don't think that when the verdict is announced, the matter is over. Are you going to repay the North Koreans? Not only Zhao Youde has made a clean account of your background, but your old friend Tian Tian Haocheng has been serving us for a long time."

"Tell me, apart from people like Tanaka and Yamaguchi, do you have any other contacts?"

'Tano Haocheng? This fisherman's bitch? Did he betray the empire? '

Oda Nobuhide was in disbelief for a moment. He had almost forgotten this name.
At this moment, he was gnashing his teeth with hatred and his heart was like a knife.
Seeing his silence, the iron whip roared and struck him again. With a blood-curdling scream, Oda Nobuhide soon turned into a bloody man.

The heavy rain was getting heavier, and the strong wind carried the heavy rain, annihilating all the hustle and bustle of the city, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

A heavy rain washed away everything in the city, and the moss-covered flagstones of Wicker Alley became smooth and clean.

The sun peeked out from the clouds, and there were gradually more pedestrians on the road.

On the same road, beggars, wealthy businessmen, servants, and patrolmen were all busy.

Of course, different careers lead to completely different destinies...

The wealthy businessman got into the car and drove away under the respectful attention of his servants.
The beggar's dull and cloudy eyes wandered across the passers-by, with a humble and fawning smile on his face.
The patrolman stepped on clean cloth shoes, raised his baton in his hand, picked up a few cents from the beggar's bowl, dropped his cigarette butts and walked away.
The beggar who originally looked cautious looked at the back of the patrolman, his face turned vicious and ferocious. He bared his teeth for a while, then shrugged feebly, picked up the cigarette butt on the ground and took a few greedy puffs, panting and squatting in the corner, greedy and eager. He stared hard at the prostitute not far away.

Zhang Yi was sitting in a teahouse box not far away, staring at the prostitute at the moment.

Or prostitution.

This prostitute is Li Xiu'e, or Oda Nanaho, Oda Nobuhide's sister.

At this moment, she was standing in an inconspicuous place on the street corner, wearing a Vaseline floral cheongsam and stockings, with heavy makeup on her slightly haggard face and scarlet lips.

Her eyes flickered, as if she was waiting for someone, or looking for a target.

Whenever a lone man passes by, a girl will come up to him with a long slender cigarette in his mouth to light the fire.
But today she seemed to have bad luck, the cigarette was never lit.

There are many women like this on this street, and anyone with a discerning eye will know that she is a prostitute, just like when you are walking in an alley in the future, you suddenly poke your head out from behind the low iron door and shout:

"Handsome guy, are you kidding me? Why are you kidding me? My sister is very happy with it."

……

"Captain, according to Oda's explanation, this woman worked independently to recruit and spy on the target person for Oda. There should be no other downlines. Even if there were, she would have to explain everything when she was caught and interrogated..." Qian Xiaosan couldn't bear it. Live on the road. "Be patient, wait and see." Zhang Yi thought, and suddenly pointed at the beggar squatting in the corner:
"Find someone to go up and test the background of this beggar, and then have someone pretend to be a patrolman to move this prostitute away, and find a way to put a bug in her room."

"Yes."

……

After a while, several special agents who were responsible for searching and taking pictures, wearing gloves and cloth shoes, silently walked into the house where the prostitute lived, a second-floor attic.

Several people have a clear division of labor, some are on lookout, some are on guard...

The last agent carefully closed the door gently, and they began to search every corner of the room professionally and orderly.

Inside the house, there was silence.

A few minutes later, the search and photography ended. A plainclothes man stepped on a stool and installed the bug on the light bulb on the roof. The wires and the connecting wires of the light bulb were entangled, passed through the original wires along the window gap in the corner, and then entangled to the distance...

Soon, the stool returned to its place and everything in the house returned to its original state...

After dealing with the patrol officer's interrogation, the prostitute returned to the place unhappy. She seemed very patient and continued to strike up conversations with the occasional passers-by...

Time passed by, and it was approaching noon. The beggar was already gnawing on a wotou he got from nowhere, and the prostitute was still standing there...

At this time, the sound of leather shoes suddenly sounded from behind the alley, and the beggar and the prostitute looked at it with hopeful eyes at the same time...

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray gown and an elegant look walking over carrying a briefcase.

The beggar put the steamed bun into his mouth and swallowed it. His black hand grabbed the dirty broken bowl and leaned towards it flatteringly:
"Sir, please do me a favor and give me something to eat. I haven't eaten in a few days..."

The middle-aged man glanced at him, took out a few pieces of change from his trouser pocket, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed them all in.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle."

The beggar bowed repeatedly, took the money and ran away happily...

Soon he bought a few steamed buns and started eating them...

The middle-aged man continued walking inside, and the prostitute stepped out, winked at her, and said:

"Sir, please lend me a fire..."

The middle-aged man glanced at her, frowned, and then took out a lighter from his pocket.

The prostitute took it, lit the cigarette, and blew out a long stream of white smoke...

The middle-aged man was about to take the lighter, but the prostitute grabbed his wrist. Her slender fingers tapped the man's hand a few times with her charming eyes:
"Sir, do you want to go up and have a rest?"

The middle-aged man hesitated a little, took two steps back timidly, and looked around warily. His eyes passed over the woman's towering peaks, soft waist, and long legs wrapped in stockings. He swallowed unconsciously, and then He shook his head and sighed again.

The prostitute licked her scarlet lips and continued:
"What are you afraid of? I just started this business...I haven't opened it yet..."

After hearing this, the man who was about to leave hesitated again and nodded hesitantly.

Then the prostitute happily supported his arm and walked towards the house...

……

"Commander, there seems to be something wrong with this beggar. Although he plays the role perfectly, his teeth are very neat and white."

"A beggar who eats everything when he is full and hungry cannot have such neat teeth."

"This is called a tiger-like dog. Monitor him closely and be careful not to alert the snake."

"Yes."

In a teahouse not far away, Zhang Yi was listening with headphones on.

After a sporadic sound of undressing...

"what is this?"

"Swim bladder..."

"Oh…"

One minute passed...

The man sighed, and so did the woman.

"how much is it?"

"10 dollars."

"Oh…"

Then there was the sound of counting money in the house.

"Thank you and welcome to come again next time."

Footsteps sounded, and then the man suddenly said:

"A winding path leads to a quiet place."

The woman's dressing movement paused, with a hint of surprise:
"The Zen room is full of flowers and trees."

"Are you a vulture?"

"Exactly." The man's tone changed instantly and suddenly switched to Japanese:

"Oda Nana Ayumu, you should have received information from the North China Expeditionary Force Intelligence Section. When you heard about Oda-kun's arrest, I am the Vulture. From now on, you will be under my leadership, and your new code name will be Kestrel."

"I don't know if Rookie Oda will reveal your information. Just in case, you should change to a new place immediately... China's Secret Service..." At this point, the middle-aged man's face was full of fear.

"Hayi", the woman replied, and then asked urgently:
"I just received the connection order from the radio, but why was Oda arrested? He worked hard for the empire. Isn't the intelligence department ready to rescue him?"

"Oda, this idiot, is ambitious but blindly arrogant. He actually believed in the loyalty of a traitor, so that the empire's plan fell short." The Vulture smiled disdainfully and said:
"Get ready now. Your new target is the newly appointed police chief of Kaifeng. If you can capture him, maybe Oda-kun will have a chance to escape..."

"He will appear at the Kaifeng Hotel tonight. When the stars are all over the moon, you should be able to recognize him at a glance."

"Hai."

"Also, I heard that Oda entrusted you with something for safekeeping. Can you hand it over now?"

"Senior, what are you doing? That is our family's ancestral..."

"Hmph, you want to know how I know, right?" The vulture laughed wildly and said proudly:
"Of course I have my own methods. My people have been watching secretly, no, protecting you, and solving a lot of troubles for you."

"Miss Oda, you have to understand that the glory of your so-called ancestors has long since disappeared. Now that Oda is arrested, the only one you can rely on is me, so serve me well in the future."

"Prepare your things tonight, and my people will come to you. My status does not allow me to come to such a place. From now on, he will be the liaison between you and me."

"Hai."

The sound of opening the door sounded in the earphones, followed by a woman's resentful sigh...

……

(End of this chapter)