Outside the Yamato Hotel, three large trucks and two cars were lined up.
Ying Zuo walked out with Sai Teng Koji and got into the first car, while some other Japanese military police entered the truck and some stood underneath to protect the two cars.
At this moment, a major came out of the hotel, and behind him there was a middle-aged man, who seemed out of place with the others.
In particular, he was wearing a cyan suit, which made him stand out among all the people in military uniforms.
On the other side, the Japanese military police who had been prepared for a long time saw Xiao Zuo and the middle-aged man walking out. They opened the car door and let the middle-aged man get into the car, and Major Zuo followed suit.
And just when they got into the car, the entire street was basically filled with Japanese military police. They were watching the road between the two countries to death, not giving anyone a chance to get close.
As for the people on both sides, there are people watching here.
But just as the man in a suit got into the car, in a second-floor room opposite, a young man who had been paying attention suddenly opened his eyes wide and rubbed his face in disbelief.
Eye.
"That's not right, that's not right. Didn't you say that he was killed in the bombing this afternoon? Why are you still here and walking out of the Yamato Hotel? This can't be fake, right?"
The young man almost wanted to slap his mouth. After all, there was quite a lot of movement in the afternoon, and people inside said Qingshui Kaichi was dead.
But even though it was a little dark just now, the clear water coming out of it plus one still passed under the street lamp, and there was not much difference between it and the daytime.
What's more, he was holding a telescope in his hand and was observing the entire Yamato Hotel. He was almost certain that this middle-aged man was Kaichi Shimizu, after all, his appearance was there.
So who was the one who died during the day? Was it a substitute or a fake?
He could hardly imagine what the scene would be like once the webmaster got the news. Liu Xiqing was dead, and he died on the spot when he went in for the assassination.
Although he died a worthy death, many famous Japanese businessmen, important figures, and more than a dozen spies died with him.
But he was still a little unwilling.
"What the hell, I've been fooled, I've really been fooled. Now the Japanese want to transfer this water, won't our efforts be in vain?"
"I hate it, I really hate it!"
He was almost certain that after this incident, the stationmaster would be hit hard, and he might even be accused of lying about military information.
However, he just sighed a few times here, and immediately took out his rifle, ready to take aim at Qing Shui Jiayi outside the window.
It's good to wish, but the reality is quite disappointing.
Originally he still had the gun at hand, but what happened in the afternoon made him put it away.
Now if I want to take it out and assemble it again, it will take at least two or three minutes, but these two or three minutes are enough for the Japanese to drive away from the Yamato Hotel.
He touched it and touched Lonely directly, which even made him want to curse.
I didn't touch anything, so I could only look down and find that I had already packed my bags and was about to retreat. It was just because I had to monitor here to confirm the final outcome of Shimizu Kaichi.
But it wasn't until he left that he discovered that Qingshui Jiayi was still alive and well. This kind of gap was really bullying.
"I, I really want to bite someone!"
He collapsed weakly on the ground, covering his face with his hands, and tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously.
Only they themselves know how much they paid for this operation, not to mention there are many spies outside, and every move they make is so difficult.
"Woo——"
"I'm sorry for the stationmaster, I'm sorry for Xiqing, I'm a bastard, I shouldn't have put the gun away, otherwise I wouldn't have let this damn Shimizu Kaichi escape."
Now he really wants to hit him to death.
…
In an apartment in the concession, Li Changchun was not in a good mood. Although the assassination was successful, he was gone.
Every time a brother left, he felt a little worse. Over the past few years, he had been under a lot of pressure, and now that he had lost another brother, he really couldn't bear it.
"Jingle Bell!"
While he was still sitting here feeling sad about himself, he heard the phone ringing on the table.
He was also stunned. After all, very few people knew his phone number here. Except for a few business contacts, only internal staff knew some.
In other words, a few important people know something about it.
Looking at the sky outside, I couldn't help but frown, and my mood became even worse.
"No, who will call at this time? Is there news about the money or other news?"
He collected his thoughts and picked up the phone.
"Hey, who are you looking for?"
"I'm sorry, webmaster, it's me. I just found out that Qingshui Kaichi is still alive. The person who died in the afternoon might be his substitute. I, I made a mistake. I'm sorry, webmaster, please punish me!"
On the other end of the phone, the young man with a price list looked remorseful. After all, the mission this time had failed.
"You're still alive, substitute, what's going on?"
"Stationmaster, I don't know what happened. I just know that the other party is still alive, and he just got into the car and was sent away by the gendarmerie. As for where he went, I don't know, but it looks like he went there.
Direction of the pier.”
"Asshole, how did you do this? Didn't you promise me in the afternoon that the person was dead? Now that it's over, you show up again. You just wait for me. This matter is not over."
When Li Changchun heard this, he almost burst out of his lungs. After all, he never expected that their mission had failed, and the failure was so unacceptable.
"Come back to me now, and I will settle the score with you after the matter is settled."
Li Changchun was also so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. But now was not the time to curse. He wanted to investigate clearly, which one is true: today's water plus one and the afternoon's water plus one.
If the afternoon was true, then he could understand that this might be another Japanese trick.
If this is true, it really means that their mission has failed.
There is a price to pay for failure, and this price is quite high.
He thought for a while, then immediately picked up the phone and called. He made several calls before sitting down with a heavy breath.
…
"Secretary, Deputy Secretary Qin, hello, we are following a few people today, one of them is Deputy Secretary Liu, he went to a concession today,"
"What did he go to the concession for?"
Lao Zhang was also stunned and asked a question with some confusion.
"He went to the concession and made a phone call when he arrived. No one seemed to answer the phone, so he put it down and left. Then he walked around the concession a few times, ate something, and then returned to his residence."
"I went to the concession just to make a phone call. Why do I feel something is wrong? Xiao Qin, what do you think?"
"I think so too. He has to travel so far to make a phone call. It seems that his home is not close to the concession!" When Qin Yuxiang heard this, she seemed to think of something and couldn't help but think about it.
"Yeah, but it seems that the old Liu family has also been targeted by the spies. Logically speaking, he shouldn't go home? Didn't the spies check his house?"
Suddenly, Qin Yuxiang raised a question that Lao Zhang had never thought of.
Lao Zhang seemed to understand something in an instant, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. Apparently he had not expected that things would turn out like this this time.
"Lao Zhang, have you thought of something?"
"Well, there are at least spies or police keeping an eye on other comrades' homes, but Lao Liu's house seems to be really safe, and the spies are very confident about him."
"Yes, I think so too. It seems that we are going to keep a close eye on him."
"I agree, we should focus on internal follow-up and investigation first, and we cannot damage the enthusiasm of comrades."