Betton District.

Martial law has been imposed near Xiahouyuan's residence.

A half-grown boy from the neighbor's house poked his head out of the balcony window, staring at all this with fear and curiosity.

He saw a large number of police officers holding guns in their hands and shouting loudly.

A man with his hands in a police uniform came out of his neighbor's house, followed by many police officers.

I saw dead people constantly lifting them out of my neighbor's home.

The little boy exclaimed in fear, and then quickly covered his mouth.

The deputy general manager of the Betton Police Office raised his head to Bu Wei, his eyes flashed past, and accurately locked the balcony of the next house.

"Go and take that child down." Xiang Buwei ordered.

This kid may have seen something.

"yes!"

"Be careful and have a better attitude." Xiang Buwei added.

"clear."

A few minutes later, the policeman came with the half-grown boy and his parents and others.

"Vice General Xiang, are you?" The male host smiled and handed over a cigarette and asked.

This is the wealthy area of ​​Betton District. Those who can live here are either rich or noble. Therefore, even when facing the deputy general manager of the police station, they still dare to come forward and ask a few questions.

"Mr. Wu, don't panic. A shooting incident occurred at Xiahou Yuan's home next door. Ask according to the rules." Xiang Buwei took the cigarette and said politely.

"We heard the gunshots and were frightened. We were hiding at home, fearing that the bad guys would rush to our home," said Mr. Wu.

Both he and his wife said they could not help.

"Son?" Xiang Buwei looked at the half-sized boy.

"Wu Zhengrong." Mr. Wu said.

"Good name." Xiang Bu Wei exclaimed, "Mr. Wu, I have several questions to ask the son."

"This...well." Mr. Wu nodded.

A few minutes later, Mr. Wu and his wife hurried home with their son.

Xiang Buwei showed his thoughts. Wu Zhengrong said that he was hiding on the balcony and didn't dare to look up, but he heard the shouting "Brother Jiang".

Brother Jiang?

Xiang Buwei frowned.

Ginger mule?

...

Eio Okuha was still tied to a wooden frame.

Yang Changnian brought a bowl of porridge and personally fed Okuyoshi to the porridge.

Although I don’t know what Okura Hideo had told me, judging from the group leader’s instructions, Okura Hideo must have told me something extremely difficult.

The team leader asked him to "take care of" Okura Eifu. No matter how much he hated Japan and TD, he could only obey orders.

Okura Eifu didn't say a word. The spoon was at his mouth and he ate the porridge. The spoon was not delivered to his mouth for a while, and he did not protest at all.

His eyes were narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Changnian was curious, but he didn't ask anything and did not communicate with Eifu Okura.

Eio Okura explained extremely confidential matters. Although he was curious, he definitely did not want to know the inside story. For the agents, it is not a blessing to know what they shouldn't know.

Okura Hideo squinted his eyes, and the person who fed him porridge suddenly reminded him of his wife Hideko.

He missed Hideko, Masako.

Deep inside, his exchange with his direct boss, Fumiko Kojima, could not stop him from coming to his heart.

That was when he worked as a piano teacher at Fu Xiaoyan's family for a period of time and had already gained the trust of the Fu family.

Fumiko Kojima summoned him in secret.

Fumiko Kojima stared at his face and said seriously, making him temporarily forget his Japanese identity and live in the name of the Chinese Chang Shenyi.

After a moment of silence, Eio Okuha was asked, "Sir, when will I go back to Japan?"

Fumiko Kojima looked at him for a long time, his eyes became more and more serious, and he asked, "Okuku, you are an agent of the Great Japanese Empire. You must be prepared to sacrifice yourself for His Majesty Tian at any time. When the war is won, you will naturally be able to return to your country."

Okura Eifu was silent and said, "Sir, I have a wife and I have children."

Fumiko Kojima suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Okuhiro, you have to remember that the meaning of your life is to be loyal to His Majesty Tianhuang, and everything else is trivial."

Okura Eio looked at the angry Fumishima, and he was a little panicked and at a loss. He said, "Sir, I just miss my family. My loyalty to His Majesty Tian is a good example."

Fumiko Kojima smiled and patted his shoulder, "Very good, Oku-kun, your family will understand and support your work extremely. If you have a good job, I will especially allow you to return to China to visit relatives at some point."

Eio Okura was very surprised.

He immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Fumio Kojima.

At this moment, Okura Hideo suddenly widened his eyes, his teeth creaked, and then he showed a very strange smile.

His eyes sometimes dissipated, sometimes seemingly clear.

...

A transport plane is flying over the clouds.

When encountering airflow, the fuselage experienced severe bumps.

Dai Chunfeng grabbed the belly strap with force to ensure that he would not fall and his nose and face would be swollen.

Finally, the plane passed through the airflow belt and the fuselage became a little more stable.

"Shuyu, how long will it take to arrive in Chongqing?" Dai Chunfeng asked.

Sheng Shuyu looked through the porthole and saw that the plane had already penetrated the clouds.

Looking from above, you can see the spectacular rivers.

At the intersection of the Jialing River and the Yangtze River, there is a triangular area with a terrain that is where Chongqing and the National Government are now located.

"Capricorn, it's almost here." Sheng Shuyu said.

"Um." Dai Chunfeng nodded.

Previously, Xuzhou fell and the national government was shocked.

Everyone knows that the next goal of the Japanese army must be Wuhan, and the battle in Wuhan is an inevitable trend. The question is when the Japanese army will launch a large-scale attack on Wuhan.

The principal issued a special order to eliminate the traitors in Wuhan, ordering the secret service to eliminate Japanese special forces and traitors on a large scale in Wuhan, and create a stable rear for the national army.

Dai Chunfeng was busy in Wuhan for some time before. The secret agencies of China and Japan secretly launched a desperate battle in Wuhan. People died every day, and traitors were arrested every day, and some of the unlucky guys who had no way were executed in the street.

At this time, the battle in Wuhan had begun, and the work of fighting traitors came to an end for the time being.

This time he is returning to Chongqing to report to the principal.

...

The plane landed on a small sandbank in the Yangtze River.

Dai Chunfeng sorted out his clothes before getting off the plane. He looked at Sheng Shuyu, who carefully checked him and nodded to confirm, "Saturday, it's OK."

So Dai Chunfeng sorted out his armed belt and walked down the gangway.

Seeing that it was not Qi Wu who came to the airport to welcome him, but Mao Wangli, Dai Chunfeng frowned slightly.

Naturally, he would not think that Qi Wu did not respect him enough, so he did not come to greet him.

Dai Chunfeng knew Qi Wu, and he did not come to the airport to pick him up. The only reason was that there was an extremely urgent matter.

"Lao Liu, where is your fifth brother?" Dai Chunfeng asked Mao Wangli.

Mao Wangli is Qi Wu's sixth brother, and the fifth brother is Qi Wu.

"My fifth brother is ready to get on the bus. If you have something to do, he will ask me to accuse me of the Seal." Mao Wangli quickly explained.

"What's the matter?" Dai Chunfeng asked when he walked towards the military jeep that was parked on the side.

"What happened in the fourth place." Mao Wangli approached and whispered, "I don't know the specifics."

Dai Chunfeng nodded. The fourth location of the Secret Service was the Telecommunications Service, which specialized in telecommunications services. It is one of the highest confidentiality levels of the entire Secret Service.

According to Mao Wangli, Qi Wu should have received an emergency telegram temporarily, so he was unable to pick him up at the airport.

Luojiawan.

The headquarters of the Secret Service is located in Chongqing.

As the car drove in, Dai Chunfeng took a look at the hustle and bustle of the opposite door, put on his eyelids and shook his head gently.
To be continued...