After opening the door, what came into view was a messy room with clothes scattered everywhere, garbage and leftover food everywhere on the floor.
Fortunately, it was winter. If it were summer, the smell in this room would be a bit hard to describe.
After entering the house, I checked it and found nothing.
And in such a messy room, even if someone came in and rummaged through it, they probably wouldn't be able to find any trace...
After leaving the room, both of them took a deep breath of fresh air.
To be honest, I really can't imagine what kind of person this is that can stay in such a home.
In the car, Xiong Cheng said hesitantly: "It seems that our opponents are faster than us."
Luo Qiwei nodded and said: "The people who can follow Station Master Shi must be elites. The opponents who can kill them quietly must be masters. You must be especially careful in the next investigation."
Xiong Cheng accepted Luo Qiwei's reminder with an open mind. He had personally experienced how terrifying this group of spies were.
But he also knew that this case was given to him to investigate just to attract the other party's attention.
After returning to the Investigation Section, Luo Qiwei asked Qian Ziming to lead the personnel of the second operation team to investigate the villages around Liuzhuang.
Gao Jie was staring at Baihua Tower. All the personnel in Baihua Tower had been released this morning at Luo Qiwei's request.
They were also asked to operate as usual and to notify the police station immediately if the person from that night appeared.
Wu Long, on the other hand, led a group of personnel to Liuzhuang for investigation.
Gu Qiaofeng, led the confidential room personnel, and with the cooperation of the confidential room personnel at Beiping Station, began to screen area after area for possible unfamiliar radio signals.
Order Wang Lin to lead the intelligence team to monitor several large Japanese chambers of commerce in the city.
For a moment, Luo Qiwei sent everyone around him out. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the phone suddenly rang.
It was a call from someone from the Secretariat, saying that a man named Sun Siyuan was looking for him.
Luo Qiwei put down the phone and walked to the door. He saw Sun Siyuan in military uniform with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulders, standing at the door.
"Siyuan, long time no see."
"Team leader, I didn't expect it to be you. When Deputy Station Chief Qin called me over just now, I was still wondering."
"Okay, you also know that Station Commander Shi was assassinated, and you were transferred here just for this case."
Sun Siyuan looked around and said: "Team leader, there is a situation that I would like to respond to."
Looking at the guards around him, Luo Qiwei nodded and said, "Okay, come with me."
After entering the section chief's office, Luo Qiwei said: "Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here."
"It's like this. Three days ago, stationmaster Shi secretly approached me and asked me to go to Wanping County to monitor a Japanese hospital. It happened that the intelligence team had a mission in Wanping County, so I led the team there."
"If it hadn't been for the summons from Deputy Station Master Qin, I might not have come back by now."
Luo Qiwei walked two steps in the office with his head down, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Did Station Master Shi ask you to monitor someone specifically?"
"No, he just asked me to monitor the doctors inside and find out their movements."
"What's the name of that hospital?"
"Boji Hospital is opened by a Japanese businessman and is only responsible for accepting and treating Japanese people."
Luo Qiwei frowned, thinking why Station Master Shi would send Sun Siyuan to carry out this seemingly ridiculous task.
Suddenly, Luo Qiwei seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Did you conduct this surveillance alone, or were other members of the intelligence team also involved?"
Sun Siyuan replied without thinking: "I am alone. When I gave the order, stationmaster Shi warned me that I can only carry out the task of monitoring this hospital alone."
"It seems it's time to go explore this hospital."
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Qiwei, dressed in a small suit, appeared at the entrance of Boji Hospital.
As soon as I walked to the door, two doormen in black said in Japanese: "This is a Japanese hospital and people from other countries are not welcome."
"idiot."
Luo Qiwei slapped the guard in the face, angrily took out an ID, threw it in their faces, and said viciously: "Open your dog eyes and see who I am?"
The guard hurriedly picked up the certificate on the ground, and it clearly said that Pan Longzhijie was a painter.
Seeing that it was a Japanese painter, the guard's attitude became a little arrogant. At this time, he suddenly heard Luo Qiwei say: "I remember when I went to the Kwantung Army Headquarters to paint a portrait of General Muto, no one dared to stop me.
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Upon hearing this, the two guards immediately put away their arrogant attitude, regardless of whether what this person said was true or false.
But if it turns out to be true, they won't be able to eat and walk away.
He hurriedly returned the ID to Luo Qiwei and said respectfully: "Pan Longjun, which doctor are you looking for when you come to the hospital?"
"I feel a little uncomfortable in my throat. Do you have a doctor to recommend?"
"If your throat feels uncomfortable, go to the second floor and see Dr. Xu. He is very knowledgeable in this area."
Seeing the two people's submissive looks, Luo Qiwei walked in with an evil smile.
After he left, the two doormen wiped the sweat from their faces and looked at his back with lingering fear.
The nurse in the hall saw clearly the scene at the door just now. When he saw him walking in, he hurriedly came to greet him.
The nurses were all Japanese. At Luo Qiwei's request, a nurse immediately took him to Dr. Xu's clinic on the second floor.
After knocking on the door, the nurse said softly at the door: "Dr. Xu, a gentleman has a throat discomfort and wants to see you."
This was said in Chinese. Luo Qiwei immediately looked at the nurse and asked: "Why, are there Chinese doctors in this hospital?"
"Yes, sir."
Before Luo Qiwei could get angry, the door of the ward opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties came out, wearing a white coat and a pair of glasses.
He glanced at Luo Qiwei and said in Japanese: "Don't embarrass her. I can work in this hospital because my teacher, Nosuke Sato, is a good friend with the director of this hospital."
Although Luo Qiwei didn't know who Sato Nosuke was, he knew he must be a great person when he saw the adoring looks on the nurses and others' faces.
He suddenly realized: "It turns out that I am Mr. Sato's student. I am disrespectful. My name is Pan Ryunosuke, and I am a painter."
The moment the two shook hands, Luo Qiwei instantly felt that the person in front of him was not that simple.
Although he deliberately concealed it, Luo Qiwei still felt that there was a layer of callus in the palm of his hand. It was not a callus that could be ground out by holding a scalpel, but a callus left by people who often touched guns.
