Wu Wenkang had just sent away Zheng Dakang and Yu Qian, and he knew that Nanjing was now a turbulent place with swords and shadows and undercurrents surging. After all, Liu Dacheng was wearing the cloak of a Japanese and puppet agent. Once he took action, the risk would be extremely high.
"Chongqing is preparing to attack the person named Wang. Please be careful and don't get too close to the person named Wang. The organization has not arranged for you to complete the assassination mission this time. You must ensure that you come back alive."
"Thank you Brother Wu for your kindness." Liu Dacheng asked, "I wonder if Ping Wusheng has made any progress in tracing the Longquan sword?"
"No." Wu Wenkang replied: "Ping Wusheng's action team has also been sent to Nanjing. They are going to make some big moves in Nanjing. I think the matter of Longquan Sword will be postponed for a while. After all, Wang Jixin's fake
The government's inauguration ceremony is the top priority at the moment. It is God's law not to remove those with the surname Wang."
"It is said that the 101 combat plan produced by the Japanese army is a mysterious and ruthless combat plan. Unfortunately, I found Major Akiyama and Hideko Kawashima to spy on each other, but I didn't get any clues. So, I am at a loss now.
.Don’t know what to do?”
Wu Wenkang pondered for a moment and said: "Since it is a combat plan, this kind of information should be in the combat troops. For example, General Matsui, General Oshima, etc. in the Shanghai garrison. Only these giants can master such a high-level plan."
"The names you mentioned are like the stars in the sky to me, they are visible but not tangible."
"You can contact them through Tada Shun. Tada Shun and General Oshima are classmates in the military academy. It is said that the two have a good personal relationship."
After listening to Wu Wenkang's words, Liu Dacheng felt suddenly enlightened. There has been no contact with Jun Tada for more than ten days. Ever since the underground money printing factory was bombed, Jun Tada was very anxious and had a bad temper. He was considered to be in good condition if he did not commit suicide by caesarean section.
Liu Dacheng came out of Wu Wenkang's place and went directly to the Army General Hospital. Inoue Izumi told him that Kitahara Kurasuke was dead.
Inoue Izumi lamented: "How could a mere diarrhea kill him? I have been a doctor for thirty years and I have never encountered such a thing."
"Inoue-kun, please forgive me. Everyone has his destiny."
Liu Dacheng comforted him casually, and immediately drove to the No. 76 agent headquarters. Li Shiqun had already arrived in Nanjing with Lei Zhansong, Chen Mingchu, Liu Hanyi and others. Fifty team members were removed from his operation, and Liu Dacheng was
He personally led the team and drove overnight to Nanjing.
Nanjing in March. Orioles fly and grass grows.
Since ancient times, Nanjing, as the ancient capital of six dynasties, has had the aura of a king. Since the Japanese army captured Nanjing on December 12, 1937, the place has been cast in a dense atmosphere of death. When Liu Dacheng arrived in Nanjing, it was already the second day
morning.
The vegetable farmers who got up early carried their green vegetables to the city to sell. The soldiers' boots on patrol stepped on the empty street, making a thumping sound. Liu Dacheng and his party arrived at the Nanjing branch. Before they could close their eyes and rest, Tang Huimin, the branch director,
Call the newly arrived personnel for a meeting. Liu Dacheng's team is tasked with inspecting the periphery of the venue.
All the personnel responsible for security are like a divot and a pit. Liu Dacheng and the actions he brought are like chess pieces, at the mercy of Tang Huimin. This is actually a good thing for Liu Dacheng. He cannot be contacted.
Core secrets don’t require too much thinking.
March 25, afternoon.
Liu Dacheng took Chang Qing and Wu Haitao along Jian'an Road for half a mile. There were not many people on the street. Some daily necessities, small hardware stores, Chinese and Western pharmacies and other businesses along the street were light. Compared with two years ago,
Nanjing has now regained some of its popularity. The whole city is gradually recovering.
No. 89 Jian'an Road. Li Ji Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Liu Dacheng's eyes lit up when he saw the name of this clinic. This was the meeting place given to him by Deng Fei before leaving. And he was accompanied by two dragsters. These two people had bad backgrounds and were not worthy of 100% trust.
.
Liu Dacheng took out fifty dollars, handed it to Chang Qing and Wu Haitao, and asked them to go into a nearby small hotel for a drink.
He said: "I went to that Chinese medicine clinic to check my cervical vertebrae. In the end, I worked too much overtime at my desk and my cervical vertebrae hurt. You go and have a good time. Be careful not to get drunk, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
The two of them were naturally overjoyed when someone invited them to drink. Liu Dacheng walked up the stairs to the Li Ji Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
An old Chinese medicine practitioner in his early sixties was sitting in the auditorium, looking attentively at a yellowing book on Chinese herbal medicine. When he saw Liu Dacheng walking in, with a gun on his waist, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
Damn it, the traitor is here!
This was Li Yizhong's first thought, which was accurately captured by Liu Dacheng. Liu Dacheng deliberately placed the pistol on his waist in front of him and put his hand lightly on it. This was a deliberate display of force.
Liu Dacheng sat across from Li Yizhong carelessly and said, "Mr. Li, I have a headache and insomnia recently. I would like to ask you to feel my pulse and prescribe a prescription."
When Liu Dacheng sat down and got closer, Li Yizhong saw Liu Dacheng wearing a Chinese tunic suit with a Parker pen in his jacket pocket. He couldn't help but feel nervous and wondered to himself whether he was still one of his own.
How could Li Yizhong's thoughts escape Liu Dacheng's mind-reading skills? This made Liu Dacheng feel at ease a lot. At this time, he became more aware of the importance of mind-reading. If the other party was a traitor or had some crooked ideas, he would definitely be there.
There is a clear view in front of you.
Judging from Li Yizhong's psychological activities, he was a staunch Bolshevik.
"Oh, young man. Your body seems strong, but you don't have enough yang energy. Your pulse is a bit disordered, and you often suffer from insomnia and dreams. You should take good care of yourself. Go to the inner room and I will give you a good check-up."
Liu Dacheng followed Li Yizhong to the physical therapy room in the back room. There were three beds in it, which were specially designed for rehabilitation and physical therapy. He lay down according to Li Yizhong's request and took off his pistol and armed belt.
Li Yizhong asked: "Are you the red fox?"
Liu Dacheng nodded and asked: "How are our army's supply channels recently? Are there enough medicines?"
"There is no shortage of food. There is an extreme shortage of medicines. The Japanese and puppet governments are tightening their control. It is really difficult to transport some medicines, especially anti-inflammatory drugs and anesthetics. I am also worried about this matter."
"I'll figure it out. When I get back to Shanghai, I will definitely complete the task."
"Thanks in advance."
"I'm one of you, what kind words can I say? This time I was ordered to take charge of peripheral security. The military commanders have spent a lot of money to kill Wang Jixin. As long as I don't become their cannon fodder, I can still contribute to the party."
"It depends on what you said. Be careful. If something happens, raise the gun three inches. Don't hit one of your own."
Liu Dacheng couldn't help but laugh. This old doctor looked serious, but he was quite cute.
