"Sir, this!"

Lu Meng couldn't believe what he heard.

Let yourself go undercover?

What a joke.

I came to Shanghai to be an agent and fight to the death with the Japanese.

But now the chief actually wants to make himself a "traitor"?

"unwilling?"

Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "I guess you won't be happy, but this is an order."

"clear!"

Lu Meng clicked and stood up straight: "Since it is an order, I will obey it unconditionally!"

"You have resentment in your heart, I understand." Meng Shaoyuan looked at his subordinate: "But you will slowly understand that there are many unknown heroes within the military command. They are considered traitors by others until their death.

, are traitors. But when victory comes, everyone will know that they are real heroes, and what you have to do is the same thing as them!"

Meng Shaoyuan admitted that he had lied.

There are some unsung heroes, and no one will ever know what they have done.

forever……

…

Aono Arumi is a person who lives a very regular life.

Go to work and get off work normally every day.

He is a special agent and his job is very ordinary. He is mainly responsible for issuing some documents, certificates and the like.

To put it more simply, it is a document.

Generally, there are spies like this in China and Japan.

Normally no one would do anything to them.

Before going to work every day, Aono Arumi would go to a Chinese breakfast stall in the Japanese Concession to eat a bowl of soy milk and two fried dough sticks.

Then, start repeating the boring work every day.

He drank the soy milk and ate the fried dough sticks as usual, then paid and stood up.

As soon as he left the breakfast stall, a man approached him and asked in Japanese: "Excuse me, what time is it now?"

"Ah, now..."

Qingye Youhai just raised his wrist to look at his watch when something cold suddenly pressed against his waist:

"If you move, I'll beat you to death!"

A car roared up.

Aono Yumi didn't react at all and was forced into the car!

…

"Under normal circumstances, if a Japanese agent goes missing, it will be discovered quickly."

Sitting in the office, Meng Shaoyuan said casually: "But now the Japanese intelligence agency in Shanghai is very chaotic. According to my intelligence, no one will notice that a document is missing within twelve hours. We have twelve

Hour!"

No one knows what District Chief Meng will do within twelve hours.

Aono Yuhai had no idea that he had been kidnapped, but he maintained the integrity that an imperial agent should have: "No matter what you ask me, I won't tell you!"

"I don't have time to waste time with you!" Meng Shaoyuan patted the table: "Zhang Liao!"

"arrive!"

"Leave this man to you!" Meng Shaoyuan pointed at Qingye Yuhai: "10 minutes, I only give you 10 minutes to let him speak and cooperate with us, and he can't be killed by me."

"clear!"

Zhang Liao responded calmly...

…

It only took Zhang Liao seven minutes to bring Qingye Youhai back.

Everyone in the office felt like vomiting when they saw Aono Ariumi's appearance.

"I will do whatever you want me to do, don't let me stay with this devil anymore!"

Qingye Yuhai shouted sadly.

It's just that when he spoke, something leaked out.

His two front teeth were the first things he lost in his body.

"Xin Yichen."

"I'm coming."

After Meng Shaoyuan gave an order, Shanghai Beach disappeared mysteriously, and the most famous counterfeiting master Xin Yichen hurriedly ran in.

"I'll give you three hours." Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time and said, "According to Aono Yuhai's description, get what I need!"

"understand."

Xin Yichen wiped his sweat repeatedly...

…

Japanese Concession.

The head of the Japanese expert team, Yori Iwabuchi, was a little irritable.

This is already their third day in Shanghai, but they have done basically nothing.

I identified some counterfeit banknotes in the hotel.

The question is, where did these counterfeit bills come from? They have no idea.

The only thing we know is that these counterfeit banknotes are so exquisitely made that they almost look real.

Ordinary people simply can't tell the difference.

"There are still some defects." As a banknote printing expert at the Bank of Japan, Tomita Korekiyo has his own opinion: "For example, the banknotes are too silky and lack the necessary concave and convex feeling, and there are other aspects that indicate that the counterfeiters are not

We haven’t fully grasped the core printing technology of Yen, and the paper used is also different from Yen.”

"correct."

Deputy delegation leader Taro Onishi, deputy governor of the Bank of Japan, nodded: "But we need to have more first-hand information before we can come up with countermeasures."

"Lieutenant Kamijou."

"Here, Your Excellency."

Iwabuchi Eori's face was very ugly: "What on earth are you doing? It's our third day in the Japanese Concession. Do you want us to stay here forever?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency." Lieutenant Kamijou bowed: "I haven't received the order from above yet, and I have no way to contact the person in charge. Your Excellency, the head of the Doihara Agency, was ordered to return to China. There is some chaos in Shanghai now."

"asshole!"

Iwabuchi was almost furious: "So, who is in charge of Shanghai now? Help me contact him immediately!"

"Lieutenant Kamijou."

A subordinate ran in: "The call came on the 7th."

No. 7, East Tiyuhui Road, Hongkou District, Chongguang Hall!

Doihara Agency Headquarters!

"Please wait a moment, maybe there is news."

Lieutenant Kamijou ran out in a hurry.

In less than five minutes, he ran back again, with a happy face: "Sir, good news, the superior has personally ordered that a team of agents will be sent to escort you to Zhengjin Bank, where there will be more clues!"

Iwabuchi Yori finally breathed a sigh of relief...

…

Japanese Concession, 3pm.

Several cars stopped, and then six agents jumped out and vigilantly monitored the surroundings.

The door of the car in the middle opened, and a man wearing a suit and a mustache stepped out of the car.

"I want to see the expert team immediately."

The mustache said with a serious look.

"Your ID."
To be continued...