Outside the island city.

A wooden fishing boat was floating staggeringly on the sea surface. The steam lights at the top of the mast emitted a faint white light. The Japanese soldiers patrolling the shore hundreds of meters away glanced at this side and continued to move forward without paying any attention, because this was too common.

Shallow sea fish like softer light sources such as moonlight and will take the initiative to approach. Therefore, when fishermen fish, in order to catch more fish in one net, they will use the fish's phototaxis to concentrate the fish in one place.

The most important industry in the island city is fishery. Countless fishermen rely on the sea to eat. It is normal to see fishing boats at night. Even if the island city is holding talks, it is impossible to prevent the people from making a living for the talks. Moreover, Xingya Academy also needs taxes, so the Japanese army did not care.

The Japanese patrol team walked away slowly. The boss of the fishing boat looked at the watch, then looked at the brightly lit International Club and the Island City Hotel in the distance, and said to several young men who were sorting out the fishing nets expressionlessly.

“Prepare for action.”

"yes!"

The guys immediately threw down the fishing gear in their hands, jumped out of the cabin and pulled out several wooden boxes from a pile of fish catches, and then carried it to the deck to start working. During this period, the boss of the boat kept closely watching the movements on the shore in order to prevent their actions from being discovered.

Five minutes later, the sea breeze gradually became smaller, and the fishing boat surface became much more stable. Just as a dark cloud blocked the moonlight, the visibility on the sea suddenly decreased. The boss of the boat looked at his ready man and did not speak, and he lowered his head again to confirm the time, as if he was waiting for something.

In front of the international club department.

Hasegawa Ryosuke stood on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette while staring at the lively venue, thinking about how much money the information he got this time could make from Fat Tiger. Thinking of the life of the landlord after retirement, he couldn't help but show a look of mockery on his face.

What is the prosperity of the big East Asia? What is the kingly paradise? No matter how nice it sounds, it does not have fertile land. I really don’t know when this war will end. The damn military department obviously can’t hold on, but it has to grit its teeth and hold on. It’s meaningless to do so.

As an adjutant of the Special Committee to China and the head of the Hasegawa Office, he can access a lot of information that ordinary people do not know. For example, as the war is intensified, Japan has no longer had a suitable military population for recruitment.

Moreover, there is a very serious war-weariness in the Chinese army. According to internal records of the military, in 1939 alone, no less than 500 soldier violence and mutiny broke out in the army. The purpose of the troublemakers was to end the war and return to China.

In order to suppress the turmoil of the army, the military headquarters even seized the wives and children of the soldiers who caused trouble in the local area, and clearly announced that these people would be sentenced to treason and their wives and children would also be executed. Under such a high-pressure policy, the army barely collapsed.

In addition, as the anti-Japanese forces in the mountain city and the northwest have increased, it is becoming increasingly difficult to obtain food from the occupied areas, which has led to less than 300 grams of food per person per day in China, and some troops located on the front line have also experienced escape incidents.

It was a daydream to rely on such an army to completely occupy the Republic of China. The big figures in Tokyo knew this very well, so they attached so much importance to the establishment of a pseudo-government and the promotion of the traitor regime.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He really wanted to rush into the club and shoot Ji someone to death. If this person hadn't become a traitor and gave the base camp the confidence to continue the war, he would have enjoyed a wonderful life in the sunshine of South America.

"Hello, Mr. Hase."

At this time, a greeting interrupted Hagu's thoughts. He looked up and found that Mou Zhiye, who was sent by Jinling to search for the assassin in the mountains, was looking at him with a flattering smile on his face.

Hasegawa Ryosuke was not interested in this guy at all. He was just a traitor. There were many such people in Shanghai, even if the other party had been the intelligence director of the Central Commission for the Central Committee, it would not bring him any benefits.

What made him care about was Xing Hanliang who was following behind. The information showed that he was a good friend of Fat Tiger. He needed to have a good relationship with Xing Hanliang both publicly and privately.

Yu Gong is easy to understand. The Imperial Intelligence Agency has always been paying close attention to Zuo Chong. If he, the head of the intelligence work against China, is indifferent to this, it will easily cause suspicion.

For private reasons, although Fat Tiger promised to let him go after the war, there is no credit in the intelligence industry. Getting on the line with Xing Hanliang means having an extra way out. You must be prepared for danger in this industry, otherwise you won’t know how to die.

Besides, he is very sure that Xing Hanliang's defection is a tough trick. As an old friend and "old opponent", he is very clear about Fat Tiger's ability. If the Military Control Commission really wants to arrest people, Xing Hanliang will not be able to escape.

So, Hasea Ryosuke nodded at Mou Zhiye with a reserved attitude, and showed a bright smile on the other side, stretched out his hand and shook Xing Hanliang hard.

"Xing Sang, you are welcome to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Please contact me if you encounter any trouble in the future. Don't be polite."

Xing Hanliang was stunned. The Japanese was a little too enthusiastic. I heard from Mou Zhiye that this was one of the top spy chiefs in the Republic of China. He fought with the Military Control Commission for a long time. Could it be that the other party saw that he had a problem and immediately felt a little nervous.

But on the surface, he still held Changgu's hand respectfully and patted Ma P roundly: "Thank you, Lord Changgu. Xing has long heard of your name. It is really a blessing to meet him today."

"It's too much award, and some false reputations are not worth mentioning."

Hasegawa Ryosuke said modestly, and then he smiled and cared about Xing Hanliang's work: "Xing Sang, I heard that you have a close relationship with Zuo Chong of the Military Control Commission and are very familiar with his situation. This is what my Hasegawa agency needs. How about you come to my subordinates?

Mou Zhiye's eyes were almost red when he was envious. This was the Hasegawa agency. It was a senior intelligence agency led by multiple leaders from the Japanese military, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was responsible for intelligence services and internal espionage against China. It has the right to conduct loyal review of all Japanese members of the Chinese institutions, including the gendarmerie, which is a first-class and good place to go.

No one from the Republic of China can enter. If Xing Hanliang becomes a member of the Changgu Organization, even Mr. Ji will give him some face. Seeing the brother who defected together turn over, he will feel even more unlucky than himself.

Why are they all traitors? Why don’t the Japanese invite him?

Not jealous and hated Mou Zhiye, Xing Hanliang hesitated for a moment and politely rejected Hagu's kindness: "Thank you, Your Excellency Hagu, but Xing wants to do some small business than doing intelligence work, but if you need it, Xing is willing to serve the empire."

"Yaxi, Xing Sang, I admire your candidity very much."

Hasegawa Ryosuke laughed and gave a thumbs up: "A real man is born in the world. He must not be powerless for a day, nor can he have money for a day. Doing business and doing intelligence work are not inconsistent. That's it. After the meeting, you can go back to Shanghai with me."

Without Xing Hanliang's rejection, he made a decision directly. Now that the world is so chaotic, it is better to keep Fat Tiger's friend by his side, so as not to hurt the other party with a blind eye. This may affect his future life safety.

While the two were talking, fireworks suddenly rose above the island city area. The gorgeous fireworks exploded in the air and illuminated the night sky. Traitors and Japanese outside the international club looked up and watched, and Hasegawa Ryosuke murmured to himself.

"What a beautiful firework, Xing Sang, if you have the chance, you must go to Shizuoka to take a look. The fireworks there are also very... Baga, the enemy attack! The enemy attack!"

Hasegawa Ryosuke, who was preparing to popularize Japanese fireworks, suddenly pointed to a few "meteors" that were coming quickly and shouted, then pulled Xing Hanliang and jumped up, rolled to the bottom of the car parked on the side of the road. His movements were very agile, worthy of being the flower of Empire Intelligence.

Before the others could react, they heard a few sharp whistlings approaching quickly. The faces of Japanese and puppet personnel who had practical experience changed drastically. This was the sound of large-caliber mortar shells, and they quickly searched for cover.

The "meteor" was getting closer and closer in the chaos. In everyone's horrified eyes, the meteor finally hit the lawn outside the first floor of the International Club, and dazzling fires soared into the sky.

"Boom! Boom!"

After a few violent explosions, the surrounding bushes were swept away, and flames and shrapnel splashed everywhere. The shock wave broke the glass and knocked down all the people near the room along the window. A North China pseudo-government official called several shrapnel in his body and took the account on the spot.

The sudden attack scared the participants and fled in scattered, screams and wailings one after another, and the scene became even more chaotic with the multiple shells falling again after more than ten seconds. The Japanese army that came to support was dispersed by the crowd, and he watched the international club turn into a sea of ​​fire.

Hasegur, who was lying under the car, swallowed his saliva. He guessed it right. Yama Castle really used artillery this time, but why didn’t Fat Tiger notify him in advance? Are you not afraid that he would be affected by the fish in the pond?

However, the trick of using the sound of fireworks and firelight to cover up the mortar's firing traces is indeed very clever. If he hadn't observed carefully, he might have to wait until the shells landed, and the people present would realize that they were attacked.

While he was thinking about it, the third round of shells arrived as scheduled, but before they landed, they exploded in the air. Flyers slowly floated down like snowflakes, one of which fell near the car. Haguchi picked it up and looked at it curiously.

"Everyone can punish traitors and scum, and the Central Commander Meng Ting is worshipped."

"Nani?"

This attack was not done by the Military Commission. Hasegawa Ryosuke was a little surprised. When did the Central Commission for Discipline do such a beautiful job? This discovery made him increasingly pessimistic about Japan's future. His eyes inadvertently glanced at Ji's lounge, and a crazy idea flashed through his mind.

Everyone is running for life now, and no one cares about Ji's life or death. If he takes the opportunity to kill the other party, will the war end sooner? Fat Tiger should be willing to give him a lot of money for this. You should know that the land prices in South America have risen a lot recently.

Wealth and honor are in danger, and we have done it!

Opportunities must not be missed, and no more mistakes will come. It is almost impossible to find such opportunities in the future. We must grasp them firmly.

Hasegawa licked his lips, threw his heart away from Xing Hanliang and Mou Zhiye, suddenly stood up and rushed out, ran to the club against the crowd, and at the same time took out a gun and drove away the person blocking the road, shouting "Protect Mr. Ji".

Hiss, are all Japanese so brave? The one with the surname Ji is not your father!

When Mou Zhiye and Xing Hanliang saw this scene, they immediately took a breath and looked at each other. Both of them knew that they had two choices now.

Either hide here and wait, which is very safe, but you may be held accountable afterwards.

Either follow Hasegawa Ryosuke and bet on his life. If he loses, he will not only be valued by Ji, but also be able to make good friends with this big spy.

Without hesitation for too long, the two of them rushed into the building tacitly. Whether for the sake of glory and wealth or to obtain more information, they had reasons to take a try.

At this time, Hasai Ryosuke had already arrived at the lounge. Facing Ji, who was lying on the ground and ignoring his life and death, he was about to send him off when he heard the footsteps coming from behind him, so he had to put his hand that reached Ji's neck on the other person's shoulder.

"Hurry, help Mr. Ji out!" He secretly called a pity and turned to pay for Mou Zhiye, and Xing Hanliang ordered.

Soon, the three of them worked together to help Ji Ren up, and walked towards the door bypassing the broken glass and the tables and chairs that fell to the ground. As for Zhou Fushui and his secretary, who were also unconscious, they were ignored by the three of them intentionally or unintentionally.

But just as they walked out of the gate, a shrill sound of air defense alarm sounded. According to the air defense regulations, the power supply of the island city was immediately cut off, and the entire city instantly fell into darkness, except for the international club burning like torches.

What's even more terrifying is that the buzzing sound of the plane engine came from above the clouds in the distance in the night sky. Hasegawa Ryosuke's pupils shrank sharply. The next second, he pulled the dead Ji man desperately to move towards the hotel air-raid shelter, and shouted in his heart: Add more money! Add more money Fat Tiger!
Chapter completed!