In the back seat of the car, Nakamura Shun was already a little drowsy.
Speaking of things like Kawabe Shozo's behavior, even the bones of his body could not bear it. After three consecutive days of intense work, Nakamura Shun felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. He even made out with his Korean mistress after returning home.
His mood and energy were gone. When he got home, Nakamura Shun just wanted to sleep.
Nakamura Shun was so tired that he almost fell asleep while sitting in the back seat of the car.
Just as he was drowsy, Nakamura Shun suddenly felt the car suddenly sinking forward, and then his whole body bumped forward under the action of inertia. The next moment, his forehead hit the back of the driver's seat heavily in front of him.
, although the driver's seat was wrapped in leather, the collision still caused great pain to Shun Nakamura.
｀｀zhuzhudaor｀｀zhuzhudaor “Baga, what’s going on?” Nakamura Jun was already in a bad mood. At that time, he was so angry that he slapped the driver on the back of the head, and then cursed angrily, “Can you drive?
, if you don’t know how to drive, get out of here, ah, my forehead, hehe..."
"Your Excellency, Colonel, you can't rely on me for this matter." The driver said a little aggrievedly, "It's a flat tire."
"A tire burst?" Nakamura Jun snorted and said to the adjutant sitting in the passenger seat, "Go down and see what's going on? Why did a perfectly good tire suddenly burst?"
The adjutant immediately pulled out his Southern-style pistol from the holster, opened the door and got out of the car.
Another guard and the driver sitting next to Nakamura Shun also took out a Southern-style pistol at the same time, opened the bolt and loaded the bullet.
After the adjutant got out of the car, he did not immediately check the tires of the car. Instead, he habitually glanced at the shops on both sides of the street. By this time, Shi Xiaoqian, who had thrown the nail board, had already escaped. The adjutant observed.
Yes, I didn't find even a ghost, so I bent down to check the car's tires.
At first glance, it was found that both front wheels of the car had punctured.
When he took a closer look, the adjutant found a nail plate under each of the two front wheels.
"Bagagaru!" The adjutant picked up the nail board from the ground and reported to Shun Nakamura through the car window, "Your Excellency, Colonel, someone threw the nail board! The person suspected of sabotage by a low-ranking officer must still be nearby.
Don’t you call in the gendarmerie to carry out carpet raids on the shops on both sides of the street?”
"Forget it, these are extraordinary times, so let's keep a low profile." Toshi Nakamura waved his hand and said, "I remember there seems to be a car repair shop nearby, am I right?"
"Hai." The adjutant pointed out his hand and said, "It's not far ahead."
"Yo Xi." Nakamura Shun patted the driver's seat and said to the driver, "Hurry up and drive over."
The driver started the car again and drove slowly towards the car repair shop ahead. Such a short distance should not cause too much damage to the tires. Since the distance was not far, the adjutant did not follow him into the car anymore, but
I walked to Wang Kee Auto Repair Shop and started banging on the door.
However, just after the adjutant took two pats, Shun Nakamura frowned and said, "Don't be too loud."
As a former agent from the Doihara Agency, Nakamura Shun knew that he should not be too public, especially at night, as he might provoke some night-walking deity. If he got shot for this, he would be in big trouble. You know,
After all, this is Nanjing, the capital of another country.
The attendant adjutant immediately reduced his intensity and shouted at the door: "Open the door, open the door! Open the door quickly!"
"Who is it? It's in the middle of the night." After a while, a response finally came from inside.
The attendant adjutant said in an annoying Mandarin: "The Imperial Japanese Army has something to do with you. Please open the door quickly."
"Taijun?" The voice inside immediately became a little panicked, and then began to pull down the barriers. Soon, the eight middle panels were removed, revealing a door for a car to enter and exit, and then a young man wearing old clothes
The man walked out from the crack in the door, nodded and bowed and said, "Taijun, what's the matter?"
The adjutant pointed at the car tire and said: "Your tire, please fix it quickly. The imperial army will reward you."
The young man bent down and took a look at the tires, and then said: "Hey, both tires have burst. I have to ask two guys to come out to help. It's too much for one person."
While talking, the man walked back into the house and called two more men to come out.
At this time, Nakamura Shun and another guard also got out of the car. Because the tire repair could not be done all at once, it would take half an hour at least. However, Nakamura Shun did not want to wait here, so he planned to walk back to the officer first.
Club, wait until the tire is repaired before letting the driver drive back.
Due to lack of sleep, Nakamura Jun's vigilance dropped drastically. Nakamura Jun didn't notice it. The two men who came out later were a bit annoying, because this was just a car repair shop, and the scale was not large. It was only one master.
How could he possibly support three strong men with just one apprentice?
As for the adjutant, another guard, and the driver, they didn't notice anything unusual.
"Kodera-san, you can drive the car directly back to the club later. We will go back first." Nakamura Shun ordered the driver, and then turned around with the adjutant and another guard to leave. However, just as the three people turned around
In an instant, the three men who were pretending to bend down to remove the tire moved.
The three men struck like lightning, each slashing the backs of Shun Nakamura's necks with their swords. Shun Nakamura, his aide-de-camp, and another guard didn't say a word, and fell limply to the ground.
The driver who had just opened the car door and got out saw this situation and was about to pull out his gun, but it was already too late. A big man had already pounced on him like a hungry tiger, and then hit the driver hard in the face with a headbutt. The devil was driving.
The officer felt a buzzing sound and instantly lost consciousness.
These three strong men were none other than Xu Rui, Lei Xiang and Mo Zichen.
In just two seconds, Xu Rui and the others had already subdued Jun Nakamura, his two guards, and the Japanese driver, and then quickly turned off the car lights. At the same time, the lights in the store were also extinguished. Xu Rui was also just in case,
Try not to let what happens here be seen by others.
Xu Rui was completely overly worried, because even if people living in nearby shops were awakened, they couldn't see what was going on outside at all in the dark. And during the day, when Xu Rui and the others dressed up as ghosts and entered Wangji, the shopkeepers of the surrounding shops
But the clerk and the waiter could see clearly, so no one dared to meddle in other people's business, let alone report on it.
In the dark, the boa constrictor came out of the store, together with Mo Zichen and Lei Xiang, directly carried Nakamura Jun's German-made Mercedes-Benz sedan into the store. The boa constrictor was extremely powerful, and Mercedes-Benz cars of this era were not heavy.
, so it doesn’t take much effort for three people to lift it up.
In less than two minutes, the street returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
However, Colonel Toshi Nakamura, deputy chief of staff of the Central China Condemnation Force, who had just gotten off work from Fanghua Garden and was about to return to the Officers Club residence, had already fallen into the hands of the Spike Force.
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I don’t know how long it took, but Nakamura Shun finally woke up from his coma.
Looking up at the surrounding environment, Nakamura Jun found that this was a small room with no windows around it and no light coming in. He didn't know whether it was day or night. There was a small low table in the middle of the small room.
A kerosene lamp emitted dim light, but it failed to illuminate the small room. Instead, it made the whole small room particularly depressing and gloomy.
Nakamura Jun's first reaction was to struggle, but as soon as he struggled, he discovered that his hands and feet were tied behind his back, and they were all tied up, unable to move at all.
Nakamura Shun's second reaction was to scream, but the next moment, he found that his mouth was blocked by a ball of rags, and he could not scream at all. Only his nostrils could make a sound, but he could only make a sound.
Turn down the volume, don't call in the military police, I'm afraid even the thin wooden walls of this small room can't be penetrated.
Unable to move or scream, Shun Nakamura could only lie on the ground like a dead dog.
But the ground was cold, and within a moment, Toshi Nakamura was already so cold that his lips became soft and his whole body shivered.
Nakamura Jun remembered that when he first got out of the car, he was obviously wearing a woolen coat, but now, the coat had disappeared. He thought it had fallen into the hands of the kidnappers. Thinking of the kidnappers, Nakamura Jun was so angry that he yelled, these damn things
Bastard, you are really lighting a lantern in a latrine and seeking death!
However, the anger went away as quickly as it came, and soon Nakamura Shun could no longer care about being angry.
Because there is no use getting angry now, why don't you think about it as soon as possible and figure out what's going on?
But after much deliberation, Nakamura Shun still couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know which person was plotting against him. The underground party? The Kuomintang Renaissance Society? The Qingbai Group? Or just a group of pure kidnappers? Then he thought again, these people caught him
After him, what will be done to him next?
Is it just a simple shooting? Or beheading? Or a more cruel one, piece by piece?
This person is afraid of thinking, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't think about it. But once he starts to think wildly, the more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes.
And as time went by, the fear in Nakamura Jun's heart only increased. For a moment, Nakamura Jun would rather the kidnappers shot him than leaving him in this dark small space and ignoring him.
But Nakamura Shun didn't know that Xu Rui and a few wolves were actually hiding outside the small room, observing his reaction through a small hole. Xu Rui's move seemed ordinary, but it was actually quite famous.
A very common and effective method in criminal interrogation is called mental torture! It means locking you in a claustrophobic space where you can't see the sky or light, and destroy your spirit bit by bit through your own random thoughts.
Will, this is actually similar to confinement./｀｀zhuzhudaor
