Two hours later, Geng Chaozhong appeared on the trading floor of the Tokyo Securities Exchange.
This is the earliest stock exchange in Asia. It has a history of more than 40 years since 1887. It is also the largest stock exchange in Asia. Looking around, the hall of more than 400 square meters is busy.
People in mandarin jackets and red mandarin jackets kept going back and forth, and the registrar holding a microphone shouted big numbers like "five thousand" and "ten thousand" from time to time. Here, what everyone cares about is just the constantly changing price.
Geng Chaozhong quickly found a square and began to copy the stock code and price attentively. After a while, a middle-aged man in a gray windbreaker stood next to him and whispered: "Why haven't you contacted me?"
"I don't have time. I was under house arrest for two months. When I came out, I was busy escaping," Geng Chaozhong replied without raising his head. "But the crisis has been resolved for the time being. I killed Sato."
"Did you kill Sato?" Zhu Muyun's face changed. "We will talk about this later. Let me tell you one thing first. The Soviets already know that you killed Makarov, and they plan to trap you."
"Does Sorge know about this?" Geng Chaozhong asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I know, but his attitude is very ambiguous. The key is that Andre may be harmful to you." Zhu Muyun replied in a low voice.
"It's hard to judge the Soviet Union's intentions. Even Sorge, I can't completely trust him," Geng Chaozhong said slowly but firmly, "Besides, I won't stay in Tokyo for too long."
"Where are you going, back to Nanjing?" Zhu Muyun asked.
"Yes, go back to Nanjing." Geng Chaozhong nodded.
"You can't go back. If the Soviet Union sends a note to Nanjing, you will definitely die." Zhu Muyun said.
Geng Chaozhong was stunned. The incident happened suddenly. He really didn't expect this.
But I can’t stay in Tokyo, and I can’t go back to Nanjing, so where can I go? Or go to Zunyi?
"You can't go to the organization either," Zhu Muyun seemed to understand Geng Chaozhong's thoughts, "You know the reason yourself."
"Yes, I understand." Geng Chaozhong smiled bitterly, "It seems that I have really become a wandering soul without an owner."
"How about you go abroad for a while first?" Zhu Muyun said.
"I need to think carefully." Geng Chaozhong let out a long breath.
"Make a decision early, Tokyo is too dangerous for you." Zhu Muyun's eyes showed deep concern.
"Where is Yuzhen, is he okay?" Geng Chaozhong sighed slightly.
"She already knows about your marriage," Zhu Muyun also sighed, "She is very worried about your safety."
"That's it," Geng Chaozhong put down the price transcript in his hand, "I'm leaving first."
"Okay, be careful." Zhu Muyun lowered his head.
Geng Chaozhong nodded slightly and turned towards the revolving door of the trading floor - this is the door set up by the Tokyo Stock Exchange to imitate the London Stock Exchange. In this era, it can be said to be the latest trend.
Following the flow of people through the revolving door, and just about to step down the long steps, a man in a trench coat smoking with his back to the door suddenly turned around and smiled at Geng Chaozhong.
Sorge!
Geng Chaozhong's expression was slightly frozen, and behind him, a pistol was already placed. Sorge walked over with a smile and whispered: "Geng, I'm glad to see you again."
"Let's go!" A deep voice came from behind.
There was a black car parked at the door. Geng Chaozhong couldn't help but sit in the back of the car. Next to him, two people squeezed in from the left and right, sandwiching Geng Chaozhong firmly in the middle of the back car.
In the front passenger seat, Sorge turned back to look at Geng Chaozhong and smiled, while his men on both sides had already plundered Geng Chaozhong. Sorge touched his nose in embarrassment: "Geng, I'm sorry, in this way.
I’ll meet you, but please don’t blame Comrade Zhukov wrongly, he didn’t betray you.”
Geng Chaozhong did not answer. He had already seen Zhu Muyun rushing down the high stairs, and he had obviously seen everything just now.
"Drive." Sorge ordered softly.
The car started, and behind it was Zhu Muyun's helpless and depressed figure...
........
At the same time, the Osaka Police Headquarters.
"Instructor, Tokyo's phone number!" Kasuga Emiko hurriedly walked towards Xiangzi.
Xiangzi nodded and quickly walked to the temporary office prepared for her by the Osaka Police Headquarters - after a night of running around, she had just arrived in Osaka, and she hadn't even had time to hand over the task to the Police Headquarters here. Tokyo's phone number
almost there.
"Is there an emergency?" Xiangzi muttered a little. According to the usual practice, she should report the itinerary to Sato-san first, but unexpectedly, the call from Tokyo arrived first.
I walked into the office and picked up the phone. A deep and serious voice came from the phone: "Instructor Xin Yi, this is Takahashi. Huge changes have occurred in Tokyo..."
Ten minutes later, Xiangzi put down the phone in her hand, feeling a little dazed.
Sato died, Guidi Huaxiong died, and there was a mutiny in the spy training center. These events made the whole night just like a nightmare from which I couldn't wake up.
Xiangzi pinched her arm hard to confirm again that this was not a hallucination due to fatigue after a long trip last night, and then slowly sat down. She needed time to sort out everything that had happened.
"Ida-kun, you should be the one who killed Gu Dihuaxiong!" A quarter of an hour later, a blush suddenly appeared on Xiangzi's face, and her originally serious face turned out to be a little shy.
"Instructor, please have some tea, you don't look too good." Haruhi walked in with a cup of tea.
"Oh." Xiangzi raised her head and glanced at Haruhi. Xiangzi's attitude towards this female disciple who had an intersection with Date-kun has always been strange. Although she often scolded Haruhi sternly, no matter what important things happened,
Always take her with you.
"Haruhi, you have been getting along with Date for a long time. Can you tell me, what kind of person is Date?" Xiangzi picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"This..." Haruhi's expression was a bit awkward. Judging from the instructor's wording, it seemed that Mr. Zhou was not called a traitor to the empire. This forced her to guess the instructor's attitude. After a short pause, she spoke
He said with a slight hesitation: "Mr. Zhou is very kind to everyone, and he has never looked down on us women like other men."
"Well, you like him very much, right?" Xiangzi raised her head and stared into Kasuga's eyes.
"No, no, that's not true!" Haruhi's face suddenly turned pale.
"Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything else," Xiangzi laughed, laughing very loudly, "Apart from the fact that Ida betrayed the empire, he is a very charming man. Not to mention you, even I like him a little bit.
Woolen cloth!"
"Instructor..." Kasuga couldn't figure out Xiangzi's intention at all.
"Forget it, let's take a good rest first," Xiangzi reached out to cover her yawning mouth, "There's no point in being anxious about a task like this, right?"
