When Yu Zhiqian came out again, he was still dressed as before, but Mao Sanbai had changed his skin.
The Japanese soldier was the tallest and strongest Yu Zhiqian had ever seen, but even so, after taking off his clothes, Mao Sanbai still felt uncomfortable wearing his clothes.
"Head, these clothes are a bit tight, and I can't hide my belly!" Mao Sanbai complained to Yu Zhiqian in a low voice in Japanese, twisting his body from time to time, feeling uncomfortable all over.
While observing the surrounding situation, Yu Zhiqian patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, stop complaining, I haven't met anyone big. If you go to Japan, you might be regarded as a monster!"
"Boss, I think if you didn't call me fat, we could still be good friends!"
"hehe!"
Yu Zhiqian snorted, this Mao Sanbai is really a weirdo. Others can lose weight more or less when they serve as soldiers, but Mao Sanbai did lose weight to become a soldier. In order to pass the physical examination, he lost weight from more than 200 to One hundred and eighty, but rebounded quickly and soared directly to two hundred and forty pounds.
It is said that he even ate out two cafeterias. During the years he was a soldier, he never lost weight at all. His weight would occasionally increase dramatically. He was almost discharged from the army at one time, but for some reasons he was retained again. Now, I guess a large part of the reason for staying here is to let him get out as soon as possible so as not to harm the army.
After changing into the uniform of the Japanese Gendarmerie, Yu Zhiqian could continue to infiltrate arrogantly this time. The Japanese Gendarmerie is a magical existence. They can be seen everywhere but invisible everywhere.
They are independent of the Japanese Metropolitan Police. Almost every army has a gendarmerie, and the gendarmerie is the dream of every Japanese who wants to be a soldier. It does not mean that the gendarmerie is powerful in combat or for any other reason. Most of them The reason is still because the military police pay is high.
The salary of the military police is five times that of ordinary soldiers, and every soldier in the military police can wear a saber, which is the envy of many ordinary Japanese soldiers.
The uniforms of the Gendarmerie are also different from those of ordinary soldiers, as well as their epaulettes, etc. However, their combat effectiveness is not strong, and their main purpose is to serve as a deterrent. After Yu Zhiqian and others put on the uniforms of the Gendarmerie, any ordinary Japanese patrol they encountered would immediately Without squinting, he walked quickly forward with his head held high.
When he was still more than 200 meters away from the Peace Hotel, Yu Zhiqian discovered that the patrol level here had obviously increased to another level. There were military police soldiers everywhere, checking the surrounding situation at every intersection.
Yu Zhiqian retracted his head, obviously continuing to pretend to be a gendarmerie might be revealed.
"Dai Qiang, observe the situation ahead. The three of you follow me and go to the middle of the road!"
Since you can't disguise yourself as a gendarmerie and enter the Peace Hotel, there is only one way left to go, disguise yourself as a guest and sneak in. Of course, this also has certain technical difficulties.
Soon, a car drove slowly not far away. Yu Zhiqian slowly walked to the middle of the road, raised his hand, and signaled to stop.
After the vehicle stopped, Yu Zhiqian walked to the driver's seat. A white man stuck out his head and said impatiently in English: "It's less than one kilometer. You checked it three times. You are really making a fuss. Sitting in the car." Those are our British Consul and his wife, please get out of the way!"
Yu Zhiqian still stretched out his hand. After the driver impatiently took out a pass, Yu Zhiqian pretended to check it seriously for a while, then sent the certificate back, took a step back, and respectfully sent the vehicle away.
"I hate the Japanese, damn the Japanese!" the driver complained and continued to drive away.
Yu Zhiqian didn't say a word during the whole process. After the vehicle left, he continued to wait for the next vehicle. Four or even five vehicles passed by, but none of the vehicles Yu Zhiqian wanted was found.
Pretending to be European is not a good idea as it can be seen through by others at a glance. Only Central Asians or Southeast Asians have the chance.
But in this era, only Japan is independent in the entire East Asia, China is in a semi-colonial state, there is only one independent country in Southeast Asia, Thailand, and there are many in the Middle East, such as Afghanistan, Saudi Arabia, Iran, etc., but it is unclear whether they will come today. Know.
When Yu Zhiqian stopped the eighth car, he finally found a suitable vehicle, Zhang Xiaolin's car.
After seeing Zhang Xiaolin's name written on the invitation letter, he knew that he already had his goal. He smiled slightly, took the invitation letter in his hand, and waved to Chen Yun and others.
After Zhang Xiaolin's driver saw Yu Zhiqian checking the documents repeatedly, he slowly spoke. Compared with the arrogant speaking attitude of other countries' consulates, this guy spoke in a low voice: "Taijun, do you know if there is anything wrong with the documents? "
Yu Zhiqian nodded: "There is nothing wrong with the documents, but I want to check the subordinates. The Chinese are very cunning. I think you may have brought assassins to assassinate the commander!"
The driver couldn't understand it at all, but Zhang Xiaolin took a translator with him in order to please the Japanese. After the translator translated Yu Zhiqian's original words to Zhang Xiaolin, Zhang Xiaolin slapped his thigh hard: "I am the guest invited by your Commander Matsui. I will report this matter to Commander Matsui!"
The translator quickly translated the words to Yu Zhiqian, who put away his pass and snorted: "Commander, you should also understand me! Search!"
After hearing Yu Zhiqian's order, Chen Yun, Dai Qiang and Zhao Dehan each opened a car door. In the car sat the driver, translator and Zhang Xiaolin, but no one else.
"Taijun, are you satisfied with this? Can we leave?" After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly.
Yu Zhiqian sat next to Zhang Xiaolin, and Chen Yun was on the other side. Yu Zhiqian pointed a gun at Zhang Xiaolin's head, while Chen Yun pointed at the driver: "Drive the car into the alley ahead now!"
Zhang Xiaolin realized at this time that these people were not Japanese at all, but Zhang Xiaolin was also a famous figure in Shanghai after all, so he quickly calmed down.
"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaolin said as he reached into his pocket. Yu Zhigan held it down: "If you want to smoke, I have it!"
After finishing speaking, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the driver. At this time, Zhao Dehan had dragged the driver out of the car and stuffed it into the trunk: "The one in the back, if you don't want to die, I advise you to It's better not to scream, otherwise you will die miserably!"
The driver who was still trying to struggle immediately calmed down. Yu Zhiqian lit a cigarette for Zhang Xiaolin. The vehicle stalled in the alley. Zhang Xiaolin took a deep breath: "It's a very good cigarette. I've never smoked it before, what kind of cigarette!"
"Is it important?"
"Yes, I will give you whatever money you want!" Zhang Xiaolin had finally regained his heroic nature and looked at Yu Zhiqian with a pretended relaxed expression.
Yu Zhiqian smiled and shook his head: "We don't want money!"
"No money? Do you want my life? Haha, there are Japanese everywhere here. As long as you shoot, you will be discovered. There are tens of thousands of Japanese around. Do you think you have a chance to get out alive? ?"
When Yu Zhiqian heard this sentence, he burst into laughter: "Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, to be honest, if you had not become a traitor, I would still admire you. After all, you started from scratch to be where you are today. It's very impressive." It’s not easy, but you became a traitor!”
After saying that, the gun was pressed against Zhang Xiaolin's head: "Chen Yun, get out of the way!"
"good!"
At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin realized that Yu Zhiqian might really want to kill him. He moved his body nervously twice: "Are you crazy? If you kill me, you will be dead too. I have plenty of money. I can give it to you." Your money, promise not to pursue this matter, you can use the money to go to the United States, the United Kingdom, Japan..."
"The country is backward. No matter where you go, you will always be under the protection of others. Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, I hope that when you go to the Lord of Hell, you will tell him that the person who killed you is Yu Zhiqian!"
After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian dragged Zhang Xiaolin out of the car, and Zhao Dehan pinned this guy to the ground.
"I never expected that I, Zhang Xiaolin, would die in the hands of a villain in the end!"
After knowing that there was no hope of survival, Zhang Xiaolin also gave up resistance and let out a long sigh: "I really don't know why you people don't want glory, wealth, and money. What do you want?"
"I want your clothes!" After saying that, Yu Zhiqian pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The bullet passed through Zhang Xiaolin's head. The huge gunshot that Zhang Xiaolin expected did not sound, only a slight sound.
After Zhang Xiaolin was shot dead in an execution style, Yu Zhiqian quickly pulled him aside and started to take off his clothes. He did not lie, what he wanted was clothes. The skin on Zhang Xiaolin's body was what Yu Zhiqian needed most now.
Zhang Xiaolin may not know that his death was because of his clothes and identity, or that he met the right person at the wrong time. But even if this guy doesn't meet Yu Zhiqian now, someone will naturally come to deal with him in 1940. He, it's just that Yu Zhiqian asked him to meet the Lord of Hell a few years ago, that's all.
Yu Zhiqian took off Zhang Xiaolin's clothes and put them on himself. As for the fat translator, after he was shot, Mao Sanbai wore the clothes. Yu Zhiqian has always been curious about why all translators in TV dramas are fat, as well as in reality. So? Is this a special case of fat people?
Zhao Dehan put on the driver's clothes, and finally Chen Yun was left sitting in the passenger seat, wearing the clothes of a military policeman. Chen Yun could also speak Japanese, so it was not a big problem to pretend to be a military policeman.
The vehicle drove out of the alley, and when it reached the intersection, Yu Zhiqian rolled down the window. After Dai Qiang saw it, he slowly approached.
"Find a commanding height and cover our retreat later!"
"receive!"
After receiving the order, Dai Qiang found a direction and walked slowly towards a building with about six or seven floors.
Yu Zhiqian's vehicle continued to drive forward, and when it was about fifty meters away from the Peace Hotel, it encountered the final round of inspection by the Japanese military police.
Zhao Dehan parked the car steadily, and the Japanese gendarmerie soldier came over, handed over the invitation letter, stuck his head in, and was stunned for a moment when he glanced at Chen Yun, who was wearing a gendarmerie uniform.
"Sir, what is this?"
"This is Mr. Zhang Xiaolin, a distinguished guest of Commander Matsui. In order to prevent any accidents from happening, I will personally escort him!"
"Thank you for your hard work!"
"Um!"
After the Japanese military police respectfully handed the invitation letter to Zhao Dehan, he waved his hand to let him go, and the vehicle entered the gate of the Peace Hotel.
There were many vehicles parked around, none of them with any signs, but having a car in this era is a status symbol.
After Zhao Dehan got off the car, he quickly opened the door. Yu Zhiqian stepped out of the car wearing a hat, followed closely by Mao Sanbai, while Chen Yun casually found a remote corner, surrounded by Japanese soldiers and military police, and no one noticed he.
Yu Zhiqian and Mao Sanbai took the invitation letter and slowly walked into the banquet hall. This was Yu Zhiqian's first time coming to the Peace Hotel. When he first entered, he felt that it was luxurious. The first floor of the Far East really lived up to its reputation.
There is gold all around. I don’t know if it is painted with gold paint or is really decorated with real gold. Under the light, the whole hall is magnificent.
Now a lot of people have gathered in the hall. This time the celebration banquet is a buffet style. Most of the guests have already arrived, but Matsui Iwane has not yet appeared.
However, this does not affect the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall. As soon as you open the door and enter, you can hear the roar of people, mixed with various languages, which catches the people who just entered the door a little off guard.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" A Japanese waitress wearing a kimono walked up to Yu Zhiqian little by little, holding a plate with red wine and some drinks that Yu Zhiqian didn't know what they were.
"wine!"
After taking the red wine, Yu Zhiqian slowly walked into the crowd. People around him were communicating in low voices. Yu Zhiqian came close to the Germans. They were discussing Japanese weapons and equipment.
As for how to identify Germans, it is very simple. Nowadays, German staff working abroad basically have an iron cross hanging on their chests.
It is said that Germans are serious and rigid in their work, but there should be another label for Germans, which is arrogance. The arrogance of Germans is still different from the arrogance of British people.
They will comment on your products and point out all kinds of affirmations. It sounds like they are talking about shortcomings, but they will always add in the end, how good are the things we make.
In addition, the British are talking to the French about the issue of world peace. Obviously, the British and the French have not accurately realized that the war is coming. They also believe that the war is only in the far east. Rather than the civilized European continent.
In addition, Yu Zhiqian also met many Chinese people. Without exception, these people will all be big traitors in the future. Now they are nodding and bowing to get to know more people.
