Hattori Hikoo frowned, put a document in his hand on the table, and sighed deeply.
Jiro Sakai hurriedly walked in, bowed and said: "Major, I just went to the scene. Two people died. One was a soldier from the garrison named Yang Anping, and the other was Ma Peiqu! In addition, a radio machine was also found.
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Hattori Hikoo cheered up and said: "Just tell me the conclusion!"
"According to what Jiang Xinyu said, he found the military vehicle suspicious and when he tried to intercept it for inspection, Ma Peiqu suddenly shot at him and tried to drive over..."
"Why is the military vehicle suspicious?"
"At that time, Yang Anping was sitting in the car with his hands behind his back. Jiang Xinyu felt strange, and the driver was actually Ma Peiqu, so he wanted to ask."
"Why is Yang Anping holding his hands behind his back?"
"He had his hands cuffed behind his back."
Hattori Hikoo pondered for a while and said, "Ma Peiqu wanted to smuggle a telegraph machine into the city, so he kidnapped Yang Anping. Is that right?"
"yes!"
"On the other hand, could it be that Yang Anping was carrying the news machine and was caught by Ma Peiqu?"
"Well... both of them are dead, there's no way to verify it."
"There is no evidence..." Hattori Hikoo was silent for a moment and said, "Are there any other clues?"
"There is also a camera in the car, but it doesn't have film loaded in it."
"Whose camera is it?"
"Checking... Such a valuable item should probably belong to Ma Peiqu."
"Is there no film in the camera, or has it been taken away..." Hattori Hikoo said to himself.
Sakai hesitated for a moment and said, "Major, do you doubt Jiang Xinyu?"
"It's not to doubt him, but to guard against everyone! From now on, all of Jiang Xinyu's phone calls will be monitored!"
"But, he and Miss Mina..."
"Do you think I'm too suspicious?"
"I don't dare to be humble!"
Hattori Hikoo sighed and said: "In the Battle of Iwo Jima, at the most critical moment, two traitors actually appeared in the Imperial Army. They used walkie-talkies to provide bombing coordinates to the US military. All of them would betray the Empire, let alone outsiders!"
Sakai said bitterly: "If I encounter these two beasts, I will definitely skin them!"
Hattori Hikoo patted the documents on the table and said: "The casualties of the Battle of Iwo Jima have been calculated. Except for one thousand people who were captured, the other 22,000 people were all broken into pieces! Including... General Tadamichi Kuribayashi!"
Sakai Jiro gritted his teeth so hard that fire burst out of his eyes.
Hattori Hikoo continued: "The cabinet is now divided into two factions, one faction advocates war, and the other faction advocates surrender!"
"What's the attitude at base camp?"
"Although Iwo Jima was lost, the Imperial Army, with only 20,000 troops, severely damaged 100,000 US troops, and held on for more than a month. Such combat effectiveness strengthened the base camp's confidence in defending the homeland!"
"That's good. Imperial soldiers should fight to the last drop of blood and never surrender!"
"So, Mr. Sakai, not only external people, but also our internal monitoring must be strengthened. You will be responsible for phone monitoring, and we must arrange for people to be on duty 24 hours a day!"
"yes!"
"Go down."
"Yes!" Sakai bowed and retreated.
Hattori Hikoo gently rubbed his temples, feeling particularly tired. He had attended headquarters meetings many times recently, and he was naturally very aware of the fact that his homeland was being attacked by U.S. troops one after another.
Any officer who can still maintain his rationality will not think that this is a winnable war. If the stalemate can be maintained, it will be the best outcome.
"Tuk-tuk!" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Report, Miss Mina is here." The guard came in to report.
"...let her in!"
Before she finished speaking, Hattori Mina walked in and said dissatisfied: "Brother, you should change this rule!"
"What rules?"
"I came to see you and had to be notified by others. It feels very bad!"
"Get used to it."
"I can't get used to it!"
"Are you alright?"
"It's okay. You haven't been home for many days. I just happened to drop by to see you."
Hattori Hikoo smiled and said: "Brother is the person who knows you best in the world, so don't lie to me."
Hattori Mina said calmly: "I didn't lie... it's just... um... it's just..."
"Are you talking about your marriage to Jiang Xinyu?" Hattori Hikoo poured a bowl of tea, walked over and put it in his sister's hand.
"Um……"
"I guess that's what you wanted to say."
"Brother, you can't let me talk to him by myself, right?"
"Did Jiang Xinyu himself never mention it?"
"I mentioned it before. He said June is the best month and the weather is warm then."
"If that's the case, then why are you anxious?"
"I'm not in a hurry... It's already April now. Why don't you come forward to discuss such a big matter with him?"
Hattori Hikoo thought for a moment and said, "Military affairs have been busy recently. I will talk to him about this matter after a while."
Hattori Mina said unhappily: "I always use military service as an excuse and don't care about me at all!"
Hattori Hikoo comforted him and said: "Stop thinking so wildly and go home..."
One week later.
Huang Kee Oil Shop.
Youfang and Yanjin Newspaper Apartment are only separated by one street, and the straight-line distance is less than 200 meters.
A man in a suit and leather shoes walked in. The waiter hurriedly came up to him and said, "Hey, Mr. Pei, you're here."
Mr. Pei: "Is Boss Huang here?"
"He's lying in there."
"He is quite free and has no business at all?"
"There's no business left, the soybeans can't be harvested, and the oil mills are almost shut down."
The customer who bought oil walked out. The clerk winked. Mr. Pei nodded slightly, opened the curtain next to him and walked in. He walked through the dark corridor and came to the door of a room.
Mr. Pei pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "Old Huang, are you in a hurry?"
Lao Huang, who was pacing back and forth in the room, hurriedly came over to greet you and said, "You're here. I thought something happened to you!"
Mr. Pei: "I can't help it. There are so many spies near the bank recently. I have to be careful. I was delayed for a while on the way."
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay. Have the comrades from the county brigade arrived?"
"arrive."
"go in."
As he spoke, Lao Huang fumbled on the wall for a while, then pressed hard, and a secret door slowly opened, leading down the stairs to a spacious basement.
Although it is a basement, the air is very clear. There is a strong smell of ink in the room. There is a machine in the corner and bundles of printed matter stacked around it.
There was an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the room. Four people were sitting around the table. When they saw Mr. Huang and Mr. Pei coming in, everyone stood up.
Lao Huang: "Let me introduce to you first, this is Comrade Woodcutter."
Mr. Pei took off his hat and said, "I've kept everyone waiting."
Lao Huang continued to introduce: "This is Secretary Zhao Tiecheng from the county brigade, and this is Comrade Lu Ming from Jing County..."