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Eight hundred and forty seventh chapter destruction blow(1/2)

September 27, 1938, Jing'an Temple, Shanghai Public Concession.

Countless people gathered together to watch, forcing the patrolman to spend a lot of effort to separate a path from them.

Lying across the road was a corpse.

There were three bullet holes in his body, and there was a note attached:

"The fate of the great traitor Liao Yuting!"

Most people don't know who Liao Yuting is.

However, the news quickly spread among the intelligence community in Shanghai.

Liao Yuting, who almost killed Meng Shaoyuan several times, was killed by Meng Shaoyuan in turn!

The military agents cheered.

The Japanese agents and traitors were dejected.

No one can kill Meng Shaoyuan!

no one!

People who wanted to kill him eventually died in his hands!

The senior management of Shanghai Rite never imagined that Meng Shaoyuan could be so ruthless.

He wanted to go back to Liao Yuting, but he actually killed him with his own hands!

When Hikaru Hahara reported the hostage exchange plan to Kenji Doihara, he proposed that Liao Yuting was about to die and it was entirely feasible to exchange him for the seven captured agents.

Then, it can create a big public opinion. The Japanese intelligence agency in Shanghai solved a latent case and captured the military commander's ace agent Liao Yuting. This can not only damage the morale of the military commander, but also establish a positive image of the organization.

Squeeze out the last bit of utilization value of Liao Yuting to the maximum extent.

But now, this beautiful idea has been disrupted.

Meng Shaoyuan's purpose in replacing Liao Yuting was actually to kill him.

This, on the contrary, disrupted my own position.

"ruthless!"

After hearing the news, Hahara Koichi smiled bitterly: "Only a few people know that Liao Yuting was captured. We all know that Liao Yuting is a spy for the Chinese people, but Meng Shaoyuan took action first and confused the view. If we explain it again, I'm afraid people will believe it."

not enough."

This business with Meng Shaoyuan was originally a huge profit.

But in the end, Meng Shaoyuan got back a lot...



Liao Yuting's body was left in the patrol room for several hours, but no one came to claim it.

On a hot day, don't leave it for too long.

The patrol officer covered his nose, wrapped the body in a straw mat, and buried it hastily in a random place.

There isn't even a tombstone.

During his lifetime, Liao Yuting was also an arrogant figure.

But death is so miserable...



During the night, it started to rain lightly.

Meng Shaoyuan stood silently in front of the grave and watched silently.

Wu Jingyi wanted to hold an umbrella for him, but he refused.

Have a good trip, brother.

In your next life, never be an intelligence agent again.

"I know who is here, you know it, and many people know it." Meng Shaoyuan stared at the tomb without a tombstone:

"We know he is a hero, but we insist that he is a traitor. We are all a group of despicable cowards."

Wu Jingyi didn't say a word.

She knew that in such a situation, she had no way to persuade him.

"He left me a valuable asset." Meng Shaoyuan cheered up: "Tomorrow morning, mobilize people to accompany me to Citibank."

"clear."

Meng Shaoyuan bowed deeply towards the grave:

"Brother Liao, loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan. Let's meet again in the next life!"



September 28, 1938.

This day will be an extremely busy day for Zhou Weilong, the director of the military command Shanghai latent area, and Meng Shaoyuan, the director of the special office.

"District Chief Zhou, we just received the information." Zhao Lijun, a famous military killer, hurriedly walked in: "I just received the information. Early in the morning, Doihara Kenji, accompanied by Tang Shaoyi's son-in-law Cen Deguang, went to the Tang Mansion on Huanlong Road in person.

, had a secret conversation with Tang Shaoyi for more than an hour."

"Tang Shaoyi is going to rebel!"

Zhou Weilong immediately made his own judgment: "Kenji Doihara actually went there in person? Tang Shaoyi, a veteran of the party and state, once he rebels, the impact will be huge. Immediately send power to Chongqing."

"yes!"

"Also, Zhao Lijun, select your men and prepare for the assassination!"

"District Chief Zhou, I am enough to kill Tang Shaoyi!"

"Oh, is it so?"

"If I can't kill Tang Shaoyi, I will be punished by the organization!"

"Okay, that's great!" Zhou Weilong slapped the table: "As soon as Chongqing gives instructions, take action immediately!"



Shanghai Citibank Headquarters.

"Mr. Gerald Fudier."

Meng Shaoyuan calmly reported the name to the manager...



The safe was opened.

Placed inside are two notebooks.

When Meng Shaoyuan picked it up, his hands trembled slightly.

This is what Liao Yuting paid for with his life.

He picked up the first book and opened one of the pages:

"Hitomi Kanemori, a Japanese spy in North China, broke into the Nationalist Government in the 22nd year of the Republic of China. He took the pseudonym Yi Boxuan and the codename "Jinyue" and worked as an employee of the Nanjing Water Conservancy Bureau of the Nationalist Government..."

The words "Ministry of Water Resources Staff" were crossed with a line, followed by the following:

"Currently serving as a member of the Supervision Section of the Ministry of Water Resources."

Meng Shaoyuan picked up the second book:

"Mizuki Nakata, captain of the Peking Secret Service Action Team, has an irritable personality and loves to drink. He often gets into trouble because of drinking..."

This book records the character weaknesses of the secret agents, big and small, that Liao Yuting knew from North China to South China.

These are two real treasures!

It was Liao Yuting who sacrificed his life for so many years.

This is also the last wealth he left to Meng Shaoyuan!

Meng Shaoyuan carefully put away the two notebooks.

His eyes became moist again...



Wu Jingyi has been waiting in the car outside for a long time.

As soon as Meng Shaoyuan got into the car: "Drive!"

"got it?"

"got it."

"valuable?"

Meng Shaoyuan was silent for a moment and took out the notebook containing the records of Japanese latent spies:
To be continued...
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