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Chapter two hundred and forty fifth

Seeing Lu Chengzhou's sudden visit, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was not prepared.

Ever since Lu Chengzhou sent him to the Garden Military Police, he had always had a good impression of Lu Chengzhou.

"It's my first time here. I forgot to bring a gift. It's really rude." Lu Chengzhou bowed to Miyamoto Kiyoshi and said with an apologetic look.

"I'm glad you can come. No need for gifts." After Miyamoto cleared the door, he led Lu Chengzhou in.

"Miyamoto Kiyoshi likes to drink?" Lu Chengzhou smelled a strong smell of alcohol coming from Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"I like to drink something after get off work." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said with a smile.

"Does Miyamoto Kiyoshi live alone?" After Lu Chengzhou entered, he secretly observed, from the shoes at the door, to the furnishings in the room, to the placement of daily necessities, he estimated that Miyamoto Kiyoshi lived alone.

"Yes, next year, maybe I can bring my wife here." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said proudly.

The Japanese army has occupied a large area of ​​China. I believe that it will not be long before all of China belongs to Japan.

By then, all Chinese will be second-class citizens and become slaves of the Japanese, and he will be able to live a happy life.

"I suggest you don't bring her here." Lu Chengzhou said suddenly.

Ever since he entered the house, he had been looking for scenes that could cause accidents.

Soon, he found a very suitable place: a sake bottle on the edge of the tatami.

This is a glass bottle about one foot high. It is empty and was thrown there by Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"Why?" Miyamoto Kiyoshi saw Lu Chengzhou walking towards the tatami and followed him.

"Because it's not necessary." Lu Chengzhou turned his head and showed a mysterious smile.

Miyamoto Kiyo was talking when Lu Chengzhou suddenly moved. He hooked his right foot, grabbed the back of Miyamoto Kiyo's neck with his left hand, and grabbed his arm with his right hand and pressed down.

Although Miyamoto Kiyoshi also received military training, Lu Chengzhou's skills in grappling and fighting improved by leaps and bounds when he was in Xiongzhenlou, Hangzhou.

The short and stocky Miyamoto Kiyoshi had no time to react when faced with Lu Chengzhou, who looked humble just now.

He only felt that he was hitting the tatami at an extremely fast speed.

However, his face did not quite touch the tatami. The first thing that caused pain was his Adam's apple.

Lu Chengzhou exerted force with his left hand, not only causing Miyamoto Kiyo to fall towards the tatami faster, but also adjusting his position in the air so that Miyamoto Kiyo's Adam's apple accurately touched the mouth of the sake bottle.

"Click."

This was the last voice Miyamoto Kiyoshi heard in this world.

Lu Chengzhou began to clean up his own traces. He graduated from the police training academy and knew how to eliminate his own traces.

Finally, he felt Miyamoto Kiyoshi's pulse again, checked his breath, and after confirming that he was dead, he closed the door and left.

After walking out of Suma Street, Lu Chengzhou hailed a rickshaw and went straight to the French Concession.

After arriving at the French Concession, transfer to a rickshaw.

"Go to the Paris Bar." After Lu Chengzhou got on the bus, he told the driver to go to the bar.

In the car, Lu Chengzhou began to regain his appearance.

The reason why I went to the bar was to create an alibi.

Paris Bar is a relatively high-end bar in the French Concession. Drinking parties are held here every day. The upper class in Haigu like to come here to socialize.

"Chengzhou, when did you come?"

Lu Chengzhou had just entered and ordered a glass of wine at the bar, when he happened to meet Wen Jingzai.

"I've been here for a while." Lu Chengzhou was very happy to meet an acquaintance.

Moreover, Lu Chengzhou drank two glasses of wine and when he was about to leave, he met Miao Guangyuan again.

Miao Guangyuan had the image of an anti-Japanese fighter and often went to various occasions to promote his anti-Japanese ideas whenever there was an opportunity.

However, the two did not speak, but only greeted each other with their eyes.

In this situation, it would be better for them not to say hello.

When Lu Chengzhou returned home, Takahashi Toyoichi and the people from the special high school class were squatting outside No. 5 Yingkou Road.

Zhang Sichang also stayed with them with two barrels of kerosene.

As long as the person living in No. 5 comes back, Zhang Sichang will trick him into opening the door.

However, by twelve o'clock in the evening, Ma Wenxiang was nowhere to be seen, and no one else came back.

"Monitor Gaoqiao, I guess I won't be back tonight." At half past ten, Zhang Sichang carried two barrels of kerosene and knocked on the door.

However, there was no response inside.

There was a tree at the door. Zhang Sichang climbed up and took a look. It was indeed dark inside.

But he didn't dare to go in. If the house was specially marked, if he climbed in, it would be a warning to the underground party.

"Go back." Takahashi Toyichi sighed.

I originally thought that I would be able to gain something in the evening, but I didn't expect that it would be all in vain.

Every time he was disappointed, Takahashi became more resentful towards Zhang Sichang.

Every time Zhang Sichang came up with some specious information, which not only exhausted the people in the special high class, but also made him more and more irritable.

When the people in the extra-high class returned to No. 22 Kang Bonan Road, Zhang Sichang had to send the kerosene back.

Otherwise, if Ma Wenxiang suddenly goes to Daxing Daily Grocery Store tomorrow morning to pick up the goods, he will slip away again.

"Tonight, you and Zhang Guanglin will stay at the grocery store. You can't leave until my people arrive tomorrow." Takahashi Toyichi warned.

His men stayed on guard for a whole day, which was very hard.

But just in case, Zhang Sichang can be asked to stay at the Daxing General Store.

"Yes." How could Zhang Sichang dare to say more? He provided the information. If Ma Wenxiang didn't show up, there would be nothing he could do.

After the people in the extra-high class left, Zhang Sichang took two barrels of kerosene and took a rickshaw back to Route 24.

After arriving at the Daxing grocery store, Zhang Sichang was about to go in when suddenly, a car and a car stopped beside him.

Sitting in the car was none other than Ma Wenxiang, who had been waiting all day.

"Boss Zhang, I'm really sorry, I just finished my work." Ma Wenxiang said with an embarrassed look.

"Mr. Ma, you are really a busy man." Zhang Sichang said with a wry smile.

I waited for him on Yingkou Road for a whole day, but I didn't expect that Ma Wenxiang suddenly came to the grocery store again.

If I had known earlier, wouldn't it be okay to just keep watch at the grocery store?

Ma Wenxiang reached out and took the two barrels of kerosene, and then took out a banknote and gave it to Zhang Sichang.

"Boss Zhang, this is to compensate you for your loss. I'm really sorry." Ma Wenxiang quickly got back into the rickshaw. Before Zhang Sichang could say anything else, the rickshaw had already taken him away.

If it weren't for the extra banknote in his hand, Zhang Sichang would have suspected that he was dreaming.

After Ma Wenxiang left, Zhang Sichang quickly hailed a rickshaw and followed him.

If you want to follow Ma Wenxiang during the day, it is relatively easy.

But at night, you can lose sight of your target in the blink of an eye.

He was two minutes late, so he could only go based on his feeling.

The rickshaw that Ma Wenxiang was riding in did not have a number, and the driver did not wear a vest with a number.

After Zhang Sichang lost sight of Ma Wenxiang, he found a public phone and reported urgently to Takahashi Toyichi.

"idiot!"

Takahashi Toyichi screamed angrily on the phone.

There was a ball of anger in his heart, but he just didn't vent it out.

Zhang Sichang cautiously went to the military police detachment. As soon as he walked in, he was slapped more than a dozen times in the face by Takahashi Toyoichi, who was furious.

Finally, Takahashi Yuichi simply kicked Zhang Sichang in the chest, whipped out a samurai sword, and prepared to cut Zhang Sichang in two.

"Squad leader Takahashi, spare your life, I am loyal to the imperial army." Zhang Sichang saw the raised samurai sword with an icy cold light, and was so frightened that he quickly hugged Takahashi Toyichi's thigh and begged for mercy.

"We have been led by Ma Wenxiang all day long." Yutaka Takahashi kicked Zhang Sichang away with a strong kick.

He regrets it now and should have listened to Lu Chengzhou's words.

If this operation was handed over to the Intelligence Office, no one would laugh at it.

Just before dawn, Takahashi Toyichi suddenly received a call from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau, informing him that Takahashi Matheson & Co. had caught fire.

Yutaka Takahashi was shocked. Takahashi Matheson Co., Ltd. was an information station he had just established. It mainly engaged in department stores, with a wide variety of products and a complete range of goods. He had invested several thousand yuan.

By the time Takahashi Toyichi and his men arrived at Takahashi & Co., the entire company had been burned to ashes.

"What is this?" Takahashi Toyichi walked in and suddenly saw a bucket at the door. The style was very familiar.

"This is a kerosene barrel. We suspect that someone deliberately set the fire on fire." Wen Xiufeng suddenly came over. He was informed that the case was handed over to him.

"This is what the Communist Party did. You should be in the concession, Xiao Qing, all Communists!" Takahashi Toyichi said loudly.

"Where's the evidence?" Wen Xiufeng asked.

He doesn't have a good impression of the Japanese.

The shooting at Fu Shun Lane on Tunbridge Road was obviously committed by Takahashi Toyichi's men.

That case was also handled by Wen Xiufeng.

At that time, he received an anonymous letter saying that the murderer was Miyamoto Kiyoshi of the military police unit and was currently living in the Japanese Concession.

Wen Xiufeng also prepared to go to the Japanese Concession to arrest the murderer, but when the report was filed, he was thrown back.

The detectives in the British Concession had no authority to arrest people in the Japanese Concession.

If Miyamoto Kiyoshi comes to the British Concession, Wen Xiufeng can arrest him at any time.

"This kerosene barrel is the evidence." Takahashi Yuichi said angrily.

He finally understood that Ma Wenxiang was buying kerosene just to burn down his foreign business.

"Tell me about it." Wen Xiufeng took out a small notebook.

"I will investigate this matter myself." Takahashi Toyichi suddenly stopped. These matters involve secrets. How could he tell Wen Xiufeng?

"Actually, when the fire first broke out, there was a chance to put it out. However, when the people nearby learned that the fire was caused by a Japanese bank, they picked up a bucket of water and immediately poured out the water." Wen Xiufeng said slowly.

"These people will all pay the price." Takahashi Toyichi roared.

Lu Chengzhou only "learned" about the fire at Takahashi Matheson after he went to work.

He did not have time to inspect, so he quickly entered the military police detachment from No. 20 Cumberland Road and confirmed the matter to Nakayama Ryoichi.

"Why is this happening?" Lu Chengzhou said in surprise.

"Takahashi Yuichi is probably the Communist Party." Nakayama Ryoichi said slowly.

He also heard about what happened yesterday. Ma Wenxiang played Takahashi Toyichi around.

Not only did he buy three barrels of kerosene, Takahashi & Co. was also burned to the ground by these three barrels of kerosene.


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