At the same time, at the corner a hundred meters away from Sato, several old neighbors who often walked in the nearby blocks suddenly witnessed a strange scene that was rare in their lives:
The disabled woman who occasionally appeared on the streets of 8-chome and was pushed for a walk by a middle-aged fat man actually jumped up from the wheelchair, stepped out with two long legs, and passed through the alley like the wind. In an instant, she was
She disappeared without a trace, and her speed was so fast that even the fat man following her couldn't catch her!
An old woman wearing a kimono and carrying a vegetable basket looked at the wheelchair that was still shaking slightly on the ground. She couldn't help but rub her eyes and murmured: "Have I become so dizzy with old age?"
But before she could wake up, several wolf-like men rushed to the alley and asked fiercely: "Did a disabled woman pass by here just now?"
Just as the woman in kimono was about to answer, those few people had already seen the wheelchair still rolling at the entrance of the alley. Without waiting for a reply, they started to chase after her frantically, leaving the old woman standing there blankly.
I can't figure it out...
.........
"What a risk." Yuzhen and Zhu Muyun got into a car that had been prepared nearby. "I didn't expect the Japanese to come so quickly. Fortunately, Brother Zhu saw the opportunity early, otherwise..."
Zhu Muyun next to him had already started the car, glanced at Yuzhen who was in shock, and said with a smile: "We are lucky this time, but we may not be so lucky next time. This Andre will give us a big blow sooner or later.
Laozi, let’s go see Comrade ‘Double-Headed Eagle’!”
Zhu Muyun drove the car at high speed. The car had a pass from the German Embassy on it, and the road was smooth. It didn't take long for him to arrive near the German Embassy in Chiyoda District.
Yuzhen had already changed into a pair of loose men's work clothes in the car, and her hair was cut into a short neck length and tucked into a peaked cap on her head. The two of them approached the German Embassy carrying toolboxes commonly used by workers.
He walked to a bungalow opposite and rang the doorbell.
"Mr. Richard informed us to unblock the phone line," Zhu Mu explained the purpose of his visit to the butler who opened the door in fluent Japanese. "Please inform him and say we are here."
The tall German housekeeper glanced at the two of them doubtfully, closed the door and walked up. After a while, he opened the door again and signaled: "You can go in, but please don't damage anything in the house."
Zhu Muyun and Yuzhen nodded and walked in quickly.
This is a typical German-style building. All the furnishings in the house are luxurious and solemn, with a distinct style of Kaiser Wilhelm II. The two walked up to the second floor, and a middle-aged man holding a pipe was already standing at the door.
, he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed pajamas, his shiny back hair was meticulously combed, his narrow eyes and tall nose matched his handsome facial features, exuding a slightly evil charm. As soon as he saw Zhu Muyun, his face was filled with excitement.
Show a warm smile:
"Oh, Comrade Zhukov, you are finally here!"
"Richard," Zhu Muyun stretched out his hand to shake his, "we need to stay here for a few days."
"What happened?" Richard looked at Zhu Muyun with questioning eyes and brought the two of them into the house. "Is there an accident?"
"The Japanese found us," Zhu Muyun walked into the room and closed the curtains. "There must be something wrong with Pagliuca."
"I'm sorry, Andre has already told me what happened," Richard said with a hint of apology on his face, "He acted too hastily. I have ordered him to leave Tokyo as soon as possible."
"Richard Sorge, you should have made this decision long ago," Zhu Muyun sighed, "lurking in Tokyo is different from collecting military intelligence in the Far East. The Fourth Intelligence Bureau should send more suitable candidates."
"Yes, but it is difficult," Sorge shrugged. "Comrade Berzin has ordered me to establish a covert intelligence team in Tokyo, but the help Andre and others give us in the early stage is also necessary."
"So, what are you going to do?" Zhu Muyun found a seat and sat down.
"Similar to Nanjing, we will establish an international news agency," Sorge pointed to the mountains of books and manuscripts on the table. "I am writing some geopolitical news reports, hoping to establish a certain influence in the academic circle in Tokyo.
prestige."
"Well, this is what you are good at. Tokyo is not suitable for committing too many murders. This is the heart of Japan after all," Zhu Muyun nodded, "But I'm afraid I can't help you."
"Why? How much do the Japanese know?" Sorge looked at Zhu Muyun with focused and emotional eyes, and at the same time glanced at Yuzhen, who was avoiding the side.
"I think they have initially grasped our physical characteristics. It will be very difficult for us to stay in Tokyo in the future," Zhu Muyun showed a disappointed expression, "So, after a while, we may have to leave Tokyo."
"It's safe here. You can stay here temporarily. Besides," Sorge frowned slightly, "Where are you going, the Soviet Union or China?"
"I suggest you go back to the Soviet Union. Our Chinese comrades have encountered difficulties. The situation in China is very serious for you. I can send a telegram here, and you can contact your superiors and let them make a decision." Sorge said.
"Okay," Zhu Muyun nodded, "Then I'll trouble you during this period."
"Comrade Zhukov, we are old acquaintances. There is no need to say these kind words. If you need anything, you can tell me at any time. I will be here during this time." Sorge said with a smile.
"Speaking of help, there is indeed one." Zhu Muyun glanced at Yuzhen, "I have a friend who is in Japan now. I need you to find out about him."
"Who and where? I can ask my friends at the consulate for help." Sorge answered casually.
"You know him too," Zhu Muyun said with a strange expression, "Geng Chaozhong, he is in Japan now."
"He?" Sorge raised his head, a flash of light flashing in his eyes, "Isn't he always in Nanjing?"
"He was sent to Tokyo with the task of investigating you. Nanjing has obtained your photos, but he has destroyed them." Zhu Muyun's expression became serious, "Before coming, he sent me a telegram
, told me about it.”
"Oh?" Sorge frowned slightly, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
"It's not necessary, and he doesn't want to have contact with us. You should know some of the reasons..." Zhu Muyun shook his head.
Sorge stood up and walked around the sofa a few times - it was Geng Chaozhong who killed Major General "Makarov". He could guess this, although he had no evidence.
But this obviously created a gap between Geng Chaozhong and him. Geng was not sure whether he was a threat to him. What he did was reasonable.
"Zhukov," Sorge started, "he helped me again in this matter. I don't care about the past. So, tell me, where is he now?"
"In the spy training center, he has already penetrated into the Japanese." Zhu Muyun replied.
