Qian Jun and Lian Buzhichi parted ways, and Ping Wusheng was in chaos. The plot did not unfold at all as he imagined, and the fierce fight he imagined did not appear!
One of the agents asked, "Captain, who should we follow?"
Ping Wusheng was not an immortal, and he couldn't count with his fingers. He was not sure who should have the Longquan Sword. Qian Jun was a traitor and traitor. Would he give the Longquan Sword to the Japanese? He had an idea and changed his path to Lian.
Bu Zhichi pursued him. After only a few dozen kilometers, he encountered a Japanese checkpoint ahead.
...Lian Buzhichi returned to Shanghai with the "Longquan Sword" and handed the sword to Section Chief Gangcun. Section Chief Gangcun took the sword box, took out the sword and admired it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more
Something was wrong, so he concentrated and asked: "Is this the legendary Longquan Sword?"
"Report to the Section Chief, this is the sword I stole from Qian Jun's house. You see, there is a green dragon engraved on the hilt."
Okamura Jiro reached out and stroked the green dragon on the hilt, always feeling a little doubtful in his heart. This sword is no different from an ordinary iron sword. The legendary Longquan sword can cut iron as well as mud, and this sword
Lian Bu Zhichi told the story of obtaining the sword in detail from beginning to end. Jiro Okamura felt that there were no loopholes. He first sent people to conduct reconnaissance, set fire to the village overnight and disrupted the order of the village, and then took advantage of the chaos to steal the sword...
..Everything seems to be going smoothly.
"No, I fell into a trap!"
Okamura Jiro slapped his head and shouted: "If it were you, would you put such a precious thing on the table in the bedroom?"
Lian Buzhichi shook his head vaguely and said: "It's not the tabletop, I found it in the cabinet on the bedside table. Zhou Xiaogang and I looked out alone, and sneaked in to look for it. The whole village went to put out the fire."
After listening to his explanation, Okamura Jiro still felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell whether it's good or bad. Well, I'd better hand it in truthfully. Give the sword to General Kagezu, who will hand it over to the Tokyo headquarters."
Yingzuo Zhenzhao received the report and heard that Lian Buzhichi had retrieved the legendary Longquan sword from Xiangshan County. He was overjoyed and immediately called Okamura Jiro to give him the sword.
Kage Sasaki took out the sword from the sword case. The blade was extremely sharp, and the blade was still covered with a layer of anti-rust oil. The green dragon coiled on the hilt was even more lifelike. He felt the same as Jiro Okamura, always
It's a bit unreliable.
But he couldn’t tell what was wrong with him!
"Section Chief Gangcun, I always feel that the Longquan Sword is too easy to obtain. Is there a trick in it?"
"Captain, do you suspect that this sword is fake?"
"Yes. Based on my understanding of the Chinese, the Chinese are very cunning. How can it be so easy for us to obtain a sword without losing any blood? Besides, in addition to the lifelike image of a green dragon on the hilt, this sword also looks more like a sword on its body.
In fact, it’s just an ordinary iron sword. Can it cut iron like clay?”
"Captain, won't you know if this sword is good or bad if you try it?"
"Yoshi, let's try it."
After a while, a guard brought a piece of pig iron. Ying Zuozhenzhao brandished the "Longquan Sword" and struck down with one strike. Dang! The sword curled its edge.
Seeing this situation, Kage Sasaki and Okamura Jiro both confirmed their inner thoughts. This sword is fake!
What about cutting iron like clay? With just one blow, the sharp blade was curled beyond sight. Yingzuo Zhenzhao swung the iron sword again with anger, and struck the iron piece again. Suddenly, the iron sword broke into two pieces.
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"Chief Gangcun, go and call Lian Buzhichi. I want to ask him personally."
Lian Bu Zhichi came to the office of Director Ying Zuo in shock. When he saw the sword broken in two, he understood everything in his heart.
"Lian Bu Zhichi, I need a reasonable explanation from you."
Apart from being dumbfounded and staring, what else could Lian Buzhichi say? He couldn't even cry. He became a thief, and this was the result. He stole a fake Longquan sword from Qian Jun's house.
"Captain, I think the real Longquan Sword must still be in Qian Jun's hands. As long as we capture Qian Jun, we can get the Longquan Sword."
Suggested by Jiro Okamura.
Yingzuo Zhenzhao glared at him dissatisfied and asked: "Qian Jun is the deputy director of the Suzhou branch of our No. 76 agent headquarters. Isn't it okay to invite him here in the name of a meeting?"
"The head of the agency is wise. My subordinates will go make arrangements immediately."
Jiro Okamura personally called Suzhou, and Zhang Qiliang's answer was that Qian Jun did not return as scheduled. The three agents around him also disappeared!
Hearing this news, Yingzuo Zhenzhao was shocked. Qian Jun's whereabouts were unknown, so he might have absconded. The world is so big and chaotic, who can know the whereabouts of Qian Jun?
Jiro Okamura finally thought of a word: fake surrender!
Qian Jun must have taken advantage of this time to go home to visit relatives, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and ran away. But where could he run? He definitely couldn't go back to Chongqing. Besides Chongqing, where else could he rest?
Hearing this very unfortunate news, there was a cold light behind the gold-rimmed glasses of Kage Sasaki, and he ordered: "At any cost, we must find the real Longquan Sword and dedicate it to His Majesty the Emperor of Japan."
"Hi!"
Okamura Jiro and Renbuchike retreated. They could all feel the cold murderous intention of Kage Sasaki. The Longquan sword concerns His Majesty the Emperor. If this is not done, the consequences will be embarrassing.
However, Qian Jun ran away. Three of his followers also disappeared. The myth of the "Longquan" sword was shattered by a piece of pig iron, and Okamura Jiro and Lian Buzhichi were suddenly in a desperate situation.
"Section Chief, according to Zhou Xiaogang, Qian Jun has a very good relationship with the people in his village. I think it is better to use the people in Qian's village as bargaining chips, so as not to worry about not getting the real Longquan Sword."
"you mean?"
"Arrest all the 2,000 people in Qianjia Village. Ask Qian Jun to hand over the Longquan Sword within the specified time. Once the date has passed, three people will be killed every day. I don't believe that Qian Jun's heart is iron-clad. Family ties are what the Chinese value most.
The family ties are the weakness of our attack."
"Yo Xi Lian Bu Zhichi, you are solely responsible for this matter. You have unlimited power of life and death. I only need one result, which is to get the real Longquan sword and present it as a birthday gift to His Majesty the Emperor of Japan."
"Hey, I'm going to Xiangshan County. But I need to remove my action team."
"No problem. All members of the action team will be under your command. If support is still needed, I will send a telegram to Hangcheng to assist in the operation. This is the decision of the director of the shadow agency. Anyone who violates the order will be dealt with according to military law."
On the third day, Lian Buzhichi set off in a large truck with sixty agents from the action team under his jurisdiction, carrying light and heavy weapons.
