At this time, No. 12 Tianshuijing Hutong, the secret base of the Peking Station of the Fuxing Society Secret Service, had already changed its scene.
Under the dim light, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese gown stood on the steps of the main room of the courtyard. He was holding a Japanese long sword in his hand and was scanning the person below the steps with a hawk-like gaze. That was
Muto Nobuyoshi, head of the Peiping advance team of the Japanese Super High School.
Under the steps, seven or eight Fuxing Society agents stationed here were tied up and trapped under the eaves. Several others were lying in the yard covered in blood. Some of them could still look at the guards nearby with extremely angry but desperate eyes.
Some of the Japanese spies who were following them were already lying in a pool of blood as if they were breathless. I'm afraid it won't be long before they, lacking medical treatment and medicine, will die quietly in pain...
Looking at the desperate prisoners and dead and wounded in front of him, Muto Nobuyoshi couldn't help but smile. The Great Wall can't stop the pace of the Imperial Army, and the Fuxing Society can't stop the elites of the special high school. The Fuxing Society, this special high school is in Peiping, hot
He's only opponent finally fell at his feet!
only.......
Thinking of this, Muto Xinyi's eyes turned to the door of the courtyard:
"Where's Wang Tianmu? There's no news yet?"
"No, but I heard gunfire just now, it should be soon." A man in black guarding the door replied in Japanese.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from the alley, followed closely by a man in a suit wearing a peaked cap who rushed into the courtyard and quickly ran in front of the middle-aged man:
"Report to Colonel Muto that the situation has changed. The enemy's firepower was fierce. Wang Tianmu and another person broke out of the encirclement and disappeared!"
"idiot!"
A crisp slap sounded, and the man who reported the news flew out instantly, covering his face and lying on the ground. He looked timidly at the furious section chief in front of him, but he never dared to make such a big omission in a sentence.
, it is completely conceivable that the colonel would be furious.
At this moment, several people suddenly walked out of the main room. One of the agents quickly ran to Muto and reported in a low voice: "Report to Colonel Muto. They searched the whole house and found no cultural relics!"
"No?" Muto's face stiffened again.
The primary purpose of this mission was to find several important cultural relics hidden by the Nanjing government, and the secondary mission was to wipe out the branch of the Fuxing Society in Peiping. But now it seems that both tasks were not completed!
The cultural relics were not found and Wang Tianmu ran away, so what was the point of taking down the Secret Service's secret stronghold by himself?
Colonel Muto walked around the courtyard several times with a livid face. The depression in his heart could not be eliminated. When he lowered his head, he saw a Renaissance Society agent lying on the ground with a smile on his face. Muto's anger could no longer be suppressed.
With a stabbing sound, the sharp sword came out of its sheath, and then, it pierced the chest of the man underground fiercely.
The long knife stabbed, but there was no scream. The man underground opened his eyes wide, gritted his teeth, and stared at Muto, but refused to let out even a low moan!
"idiot!"
Muto suddenly pulled out the long knife, completely ignoring the blood splattered on his face and body, and stabbed him again and again until the person on the ground was stabbed into a pile of rotten flesh, and then he stood up with a heavy breath.
"Inform the Peiping Police Station under our control to search for Wang Tianmu's whereabouts. Also," Muto's face turned to the shadows in the corner, "Manager Jin, are the remaining paintings safe?"
In the corner, a short and thin figure raised his head. He was the old eunuch Jin who was responsible for guarding the treasures in the Forbidden City!
At this time, his smooth and dry face was filled with a proud smile, and he said sharply:
"Don't worry, Colonel. I have kept the treasures well. As long as Colonel Muto finds the remaining treasures, I will send them to Fengtian! Please take care of yourself, Colonel Muto!"
"You're welcome, these things should have belonged to Emperor Datong, and now they just return to their original owners. As long as Wang Tianmu is found, the rest will be within easy reach!"
Muto smiled. He was quite polite to this eunuch. After all, the Puppet Manchukuo had just been established last year. His Majesty the Emperor and His Excellency Doihara gave Emperor Datong many guarantees. One of them was to try their best to keep the most precious items in the Forbidden City.
Cultural relics are returned.
"Then thank you Colonel Muto. The late emperor had foresight and asked the old slave to stay in the palace in advance before abdicating the throne, just for today! If he cannot hand over all the treasures to the emperor, then the old slave will really have no face to see the late emperor and Jiuquan again.
Underneath!" Old Eunuch Jin had a look of sadness on his face.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, the property will be returned to its original owner."
Muto assured him casually and walked out of the door immediately.
This damn old eunuch really thinks that he is working for the so-called Emperor Kant of Datong? So what if all the treasures are given to that puppet? In the final analysis, don’t they all belong to the great Emperor?
........
"call!"
There was a heavy breathing sound in the darkness. Geng Chaozhong was lying in an abandoned house, looking up at the stars in the sky through the beams with no tiles left.
At this time, it was already past 1 o'clock in the morning. After more than two hours of hiding in Tibet, Geng Chaozhong finally felt safe for the time being.
Before going to see Tanaka Hideki at the Yanerdao Cafe, Geng Chaozhong divided the national treasure into two parts, one for the genuine article and one for the counterfeit. The genuine article was given to Wang Tianmu, who was responsible for bringing it back to Nanjing, while the counterfeit was his own.
Temporarily kept.
But, has Brother Tianmu escaped? Also, have those cultural relics fallen into the hands of the enemy?
Geng Chaozhong was a little worried. No one knew that Wang Tianmu was more than just a friend, he was an older brother to him. When he was in the Northeast, he once killed Hayakawa Qian, the then director of Fengtian Special High School, with a gun.
Ji, Wang Tianmu knows about this.
If Wang Tianmu is arrested and rebels, although Geng Chaozhong is very reluctant to think so, once Wang Tianmu really rebels, everything he did in the Northeast will be exposed, and his identity in Hongye, Japan's special high school, will inevitably be threatened. This,
That was the reason why he was willing to risk his life and death to rescue Wang Tianmu.
At least, that's one of the reasons.
Hoping that Wang Tianmu could escape, Geng Chaozhong prayed silently again, and then stood up.
He must go back to Tianshui Alley. As a special person who is used to conspiracy and betrayal, he must make the best preparation for the worst possibility. This preparation includes killing Wang Tianmu...
Taking another deep breath, Geng Chaozhong touched the only equipment left on his body, a grenade.
That's right, there is only one grenade and both guns have been thrown away long ago, and the saber has also been curled in the fight. Apart from this grenade, he has nothing else to offer now.
Jumping out of the abandoned old house, Geng Chaozhong quickly disappeared into the night...
Half an hour later, Geng Chaozhong finally appeared outside Tianshui Hutong. In the dark alley, except for the occasional low cry of the old bird, it was the faint roar of pain that came from No. 12 Tianshui Hutong.
Voice.
Geng Chaozhong understood that Tianshui Hutong had fallen, and the Japanese had wiped out all the Fuxing Society's strongholds in Peiping!
Gritting his teeth, Geng Chaozhong jumped up to the old locust tree at the entrance of the alley using his hands and feet. Before coming to Tianshui Hutong, he had already paid attention to this locust tree. Through this locust tree, he could jump directly to the entrance of the alley.
From the roof of the first house, along the roof and the courtyard wall, you can reach the location of the Secret Service stronghold.
Choosing a stronger tree branch, Geng Chaozhong was about to jump when a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Wait!"
Geng Chaozhong was startled and almost fell from the tree branch.