My spy diary

Chapter 422 Sasaki (asking for monthly ticket)
"Mr. Gao is very confident. Do you think he can beat me?"

"I have always been confident."

"Self-perception?"

"No, seeing is believing."

"Hehe, there are two words in this world called misjudgment."

Peng Jiaolu smiled arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain and a hint of regret. He paused and said, "It's not too late to regret now. As long as you kneel down and admit your mistakes to our Peng Da and his men, I can leave you with an intact body."

Zhang Yi smiled faintly: "Ride a donkey to read the opera - let's wait and see."

"Have the guts!"

Peng Jiaolu sneered and walked straight to the platform. He winked at the military advisor beside him, played with the pistols in his hand for a while, picked one, quickly disassembled it, then pulled his clothes to catch a bunch of pistol parts, sat cross-legged on the human skin chair, and looked at Zhang Yi coldly.

Zhang Yi walked over without saying a word and took a Mauser pistol from the military advisor Gao Mu. After a careful inspection, he sat cross-legged on the ground, quickly disassembled it, and also rolled up his shirt and put it in his pocket.

Everything was ready, and he nodded to military advisor Gao Mu.

Gao Mu took out a black cloth cover and showed it to Peng Jiaolu, then showed it around in front of all the leaders and minions, and finally tied it around Zhang Yi's eye.

The setting sun slanted down lazily from the ceiling of the Juyi Hall, casting the two figures crookedly.

On one side is the bandit leader who is full of disdain and arrogance, and on the other side is Zhang Yi who is calm and resolute.

"Hey, he's laughing, boss, he's actually laughing, is this guy scared silly?" a bandit shouted in surprise.

The leader, who was concentrating so hard that he didn't dare to make a sound, snorted.

"Let him laugh, I'll see how he cries later."

"Yes, I'll clean it up later."

"Silence!" Military Advisor Gao Mu waved his hand to stop the commotion, glanced at Peng Jiaolu, and when he saw him nod, he looked at Zhang Yi:

"Mr. Gao, are you ready?"

"let's start."

"it is good!"

Military Advisor Gao Mu's face turned serious, and he stepped forward. "The country has its own laws, and every rule has its own rules. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. If you are willing to accept the defeat, the heavens and the earth will bear witness to this. If you violate this, the gods and the people will be outraged!"

"The military advisor will show off his knowledge."

"That's right. The boss is a sharpshooter. How could he lose?"

"Yes, the Ten-Step Gun Reloading Technique is nothing to the boss, but I heard that the boss's real unique skill is the 'Double-Leg Reloading Technique'."

"What the hell?"

"You don't understand this?" The minion looked at him with contempt and explained that the double-leg loading technique was to use the bends of both legs to press the bullets.

"It's just bending your legs to suppress a bullet, it's so profound."

"You know shit. If the name isn't avant-garde, how can it show your level? If you can understand it right away, does it make you look sophisticated?"

The minions groaned and said that it was because the shopkeeper used two guns and the fire was intense when fighting, so he didn't need to bend his legs to press the bullets into the chamber. This skill made the brothers admire him very much.

"Silence! Anyone who speaks again will be punished according to the rules." The military advisor scolded again, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, and pinched the hands, "I will count from three to one, and officially begin."

The place suddenly became quiet and several pairs of eyes were fixed on Peng Jiaoluzi and Zhang Yi.

"three"

"two"

"One"

As soon as the word "one" fell, Peng Jiaolu and Zhang Yi jumped up at the same time, moving as fast as rabbits.

"Humph, kid, you think you can compete with me? Today I'll show you what real skills are!"

Peng Jiaolu let out a wild laugh in his broken voice.

While mumbling something in his mouth, his hands kept moving, and he skillfully picked up a part as he walked.

With just a twist and a click of his fingertips, he accurately installed it on the gun body.

His movements were quick and decisive, showing the proficiency gained from years of fighting in the hail of bullets.

Zhang Yi said nothing. He took a deep breath, eliminated all distractions, and stayed calm and focused.

He picked up the parts deftly and gently, then firmly inserted them into the corresponding positions, and each movement was completed in one go.

Even though Peng Jiaolu was extremely fast, Zhang Yi relied on the solid skills acquired in the special agent training and the practical experience in the hail of bullets. How could he lose to a bandit leader who changed his career halfway?

The gathering hall was extremely quiet, with only the crisp sound of gun parts colliding and the slightly heavy breathing of the leaders and their minions as the sounds could be heard.

Time passes by second by second, and every second seems to be infinitely stretched.

Peng Jiaolu glanced at Zhang Yi inadvertently, and saw that Zhang Yi maintained a steady rhythm the whole time, with the outline of the gun in his hand already visible, and he was not at all inferior to him. He was puzzled:
"Damn, who is this kid?"

As he was thinking about this, he became a little impatient, and the movements of his hands began to slightly change, and a part almost slipped off.

"Master, be careful."

"Damn it, stop talking."

Peng Jiaolu roared, grabbed the machine gun and installed it, then closed the magazine neatly. With a crisp "click" sound, he quickly loaded the gun and pulled the trigger.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yi raised his pistol and pulled the trigger.

"Bang" a bullet was fired first.

Then, he took off the mask on his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Peng Jiaolu calmly:

"you lose."

Peng Jiaolu's face turned pale and red, his eyes full of reluctance and disbelief:

"You...you little bastard, you...you cheated, brothers, grab your weapons!"

The leaders and his minions on both sides drew their guns and rushed forward, pointing their guns at Zhang Yi. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Let's see who dares!"

"Don't fucking move."

Monkey and Qian Xiaosan, who had been on guard for a long time, kicked the two bandits away one by one. While each of them subdued a bandit leader, they pointed their guns at Peng Jiaoluzi.

"What do you want to do?" Peng Jiaolu was startled and held the gun tightly. "We are outnumbered, you better think it through."

As soon as he finished speaking, military advisor Gao Mu suddenly came over:
"Boss, I think you need to give an explanation to the guests and brothers. We just swore in front of the gods that we would accept the loss. What do you mean by this?"

Peng Jiaolu turned around and saw two leaders and seven or eight minions standing behind the military advisor, pointing their guns at him. He was stunned.

"Military Advisor, do you want to fight? I have treated you very well in the past few years."

The military advisor sighed, "Thieves also have their own code of conduct. Even an oath does not count. Who will dare to believe your words in the future? My brothers and I are very disappointed."

"You are an ungrateful bastard. You deserve a bad death for your crimes."

Peng Jiaolu started cursing loudly, then stared at the people behind the military advisor.

"Traitors, traitor brothers have fought with them. Whoever kills the traitor, I will promote him to be the second or third in command."

Hearing this, there was a commotion among the leaders and their followers. As soon as someone tried to move, he was shot dead by Monkey and Qian Xiaosan.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Peng Jiaolu sighed and said, "Brothers, I have treated you well."

But no one supported it.

Except for the two leaders who lowered their heads in guilt.

Zhang Yi felt sad. This scene reminded him of the fight between Wang Lun and Liangshanpo.

"Where are my confidants?" No one supported me.

Several hundred years ago, there was a man named Wang Lun who had a close relationship with Li Bai. He once left behind the famous line "The water of Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep, yet cannot compare to the love Wang Lun gave me." It is said that Wang Lun, the gang leader of Liangshanpo, was a failed scholar. I wonder if he also wrote a poem before his death.

The water of Liangshan Lake is a thousand feet cold, but is it not as deep as Lin Chong’s knife?

"You want to kill me, right? If we're going to die, we'll die together." Peng Jiaoluzi obviously didn't want to surrender. He roared wildly and pointed the gun at Zhang Yi.

Before he could finish his words, military advisor Gao Mu suddenly pulled out a pistol and shot him dead with one shot.

Peng Jiaolu's eyes widened and he fell to the ground, his face horrible as he died.

Gao Mu did not stop. He shot another leader who was caught off guard and said coldly, "Kill."

Gunshots rang out again, and several leaders and minions of Peng Jiaoluzi's faction fell to the ground.

Half an hour later, the rebellious minions were suppressed and executed, and military advisor Gao Mu took over as the boss.

At his suggestion, the skilled "Mr. Gao" suddenly became the second in command.

At this moment, the two bosses waved to everyone and sat together.

"Takagi, may I ask who you are?" Takagi bowed slightly.

Zhang Yi was slightly shocked, thinking that he had arrived. He also bowed and said in Japanese:

"Sasaki, nice to meet you, please take care of me!"

Gao Mu nodded, invited Zhang Yi to sit down, looked him over, and continued to ask:
"Thank you for your hard work, Sasaki-kun. From your accent, you seem to be from Nagasaki. When did you come to China?"

Judging from Sasaki's temperament and actions, he has the qualities of a special agent of the Empire of Japan. The most important thing is that he can say his own name and Captain Haruta's name, which makes people believe in his identity.

But necessary doubts and temptations are also necessary.

Zhang Yi looked straight ahead and took a sip of the tea:
"I am from Nagasaki. I graduated from the Peking Secret Letters School in 1939 and have been working in Shanghai before that."

Gao Mu sat down opposite Zhang Yi and stared at him for a moment.

"Showa 12? Oh, by the way, I have a fellow student from Hokkaido who was also a student in this class. His name is Koyama Ichiro. Do you know him?"

"Ichiro Koyama?"

Zhang Yi shook his head. He didn't know if this Xiaoshan Ichiro was made up by Gao Mu to test him. He said frankly, "There are only code names in the school. I have never heard of this name. Gao Mu, can you describe his appearance? Gao Mu's fellow villager should also be an elite of the empire."

"So that's how it is." Gao Mu nodded and raised his eyebrows again:
"Major Haruta said that the people he sent would blend in with the refugees. Why did Sasaki-kun act on his own? Don't you think your actions today were rash?"

"I'm ashamed. Thank you Takagi-kun for your timely help." Zhang Yi said apologetically, "This was originally Haruta-senpai's plan, but something unexpected happened before we left."

"What happened?"

"The anti-Japanese elements from the mountain city first attacked the arsenal, then lured the tiger away from the mountain and attacked the military police. Senior Haruta was attacked by an assassin and unfortunately died for his country."

"What did you say?" Gao Mu stood up with a look of disbelief.

"Senior Chuntian sent a total of seven people. After hearing the bad news, we wanted to change our plan and arrest anti-Japanese elements...

But thinking that supporting Takagi-kun was the unfinished business of Haruta-senpai, we discussed and decided to continue working hard and serve the Empire! The Emperor will win. "

"The Emperor will win." Takagi echoed with a gloomy face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"By the way, Takagi-kun, there are several people in the seven-man team who are members of No. 76. The two I brought up the mountain are them."

"The one from number 76?"

"Yes, I brought it from Shanghai."

"What about the other four?"

"They are still waiting for news at Peng Jiaolu's coffin shop in the city. Please tell me what to do next, Mr. Gaomu."

Gao Mu nodded and said seriously: "You are right. We should continue the unfinished work of Captain Chuntian. After we have completely taken control of this bandit group, we will transform them into the Huang Xie Army to deal with anti-Japanese elements.

We will ruthlessly destroy anyone who dares to stand in the way of the Great Japanese Empire's advancement, whether it is the Military Control Commission or the Red Party."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a bandit who looked like a minion came forward and whispered something to Takagi.

Gao Mu nodded. This man was also an imperial agent who had sneaked into the mountain. He had just deliberately separated Zhang Yi and Monkey Qian Xiaosan and arranged for this man to go and get some information.

At this moment, it was proven that Sasaki was telling the truth.

After thinking for a while, Gao Mu said, "Sasaki-kun, notify those four people to go up the mountain."

"I'll send someone down the mountain right away."

"No need, Mr. Sasaki, you don't know that there are carrier pigeons on the mountain. Just let them pass on the message."

"Really? That's great, I'll arrange it right away." Zhang Yi said with a happy face.

"Go and come back soon. I have a bottle of sake here. Let's have a drink later."

"Hi."

As soon as Zhang Yi left, the little follower immediately asked: "Senior, is there any problem?"

Gao Mu shook his head: "No flaws."

Just as the lackey heaved a sigh of relief, he heard him say:
"We still have to be careful. I remember Bei Dao is from Nagasaki. Go and find him to attend the cocktail party later.

In addition, I will send a telegram to the Guangzhou Military Police and the Special High Section, asking them to verify Sasaki's identity and restrict their actions before his identity is verified."

"Hi." The minion understood what he meant, agreed and turned away.

So, when Zhang Yi finished conveying the message to Zheng Huhe by carrier pigeon and returned, in addition to the little follower named Matsui, there was also a Nagasaki man named Kitajima by Takagi's side.

After everyone greeted each other, they sat down again.

Zhang Yi started chatting enthusiastically with Bei Dao, his fellow townsman, and he talked attentively about Nagasaki's scenery, specialties, and people.

Gao Mu just listened silently, occasionally interjecting a word, but his inquiring gaze was always on Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi deliberately led the topic to women. What men all over the world have in common is that no matter where they are, they always talk about money and women.

When he talked about Nagasaki's famous "red light district" Maruyama Arcade and described how submissive and gentle the women there were, Matsui and Kitajima were completely attracted.

Bei Dao, the son of a country fisherman, had his eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to go and see it.

"If there's a chance, when we get to Maruyama Arcade, I'll treat you. I guarantee Kitajima-kun will be satisfied, haha."

"Everyone, don't just talk about women. Come, I'll toast to everyone."

Gao Mu had slowly filled everyone's glasses with wine and took the first glass.

Zhang Yi also picked up a glass, and after clinking glasses, everyone raised their heads and drank.

Zhang Yi was worried that the wine was poisonous, so he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and spit most of the wine onto his sleeve, saying loudly, "Good wine."

Gao Mu laughed and said, "Sasaki-kun, Kitajima, I heard that you people in Nagasaki like to sing when you drink?"

Bei Dao said: "Yes, senior, you are well-informed. We in Nagasaki really like to sing while drinking."

"Oh, what songs do you usually sing?"

"Rain on the benches."

After hearing what Bei Dao said, Zhang Yi could only nod in agreement.

He already understood Takagi's intention. Although the rigorously trained agents could speak fluent Japanese, with accents almost the same as the locals, it was not so easy to sing local folk songs.

It is obviously a difficult thing for someone who has never been there.

Just as he was thinking about what to do if he was exposed, a minion suddenly knocked on the door.

"Takagi-kun, the Special High Section is calling."

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(End of this chapter)