Furong Hotel is a four-story building. Although it is called a hotel, it is actually a comfort station for the Japanese army in Yanjin. It only accepts Japanese soldiers and no Chinese are allowed to enter.
Wang Tianlin is a special case. He is the only Chinese who can enter the Furong Hotel.
Nakamura Kako walked around the hotel, listening to the laughter of men and women coming from various rooms, and walked out upset. If he hadn't been on a mission, he would have found a woman to vent his unbearable animal desires.
Back in the car, Translator Zhang diligently handed over a cigarette and asked: "Captain Nakamura, will Mr. Wang be out soon?"
"Whose car is that?" Nakamura Kako didn't pick up the cigarette. He stared at a gray car parked not far away.
Zhang translated: "Chief Okada went over and asked just now, and he said he was from Maruyama Co., Ltd...."
Kako Nakamura thought for a while, opened the door and got out of the car, strode towards the car, and several Japanese military police immediately followed him.
Arriving at the car, Kako Nakamura knocked on the window, and the window slowly rolled down. Sitting in the car was a man in his thirties wearing a kimono and a mustache. On the driver's seat was a two-year-old man.
Teenagers.
The man in the kimono glanced at Nakamura Kako's epaulettes and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant, are you okay? (Japanese)"
"What do you do?" Facing his compatriots, Kako Nakamura's tone was quite polite.
The man in kimono took out a business card from his arms and handed it out, saying: "Junichiro Kojima, please take care of me."
The business card is printed in both Chinese and Japanese: Maruyama Co., Ltd., Product Section Director Junichiro Kojima, and at the bottom is the address and contact number.
Kako Nakamura: "What are you doing here?"
"I have made an appointment with a client. If you are interested, Lieutenant, you can sit down with us and get to know each other." The man in kimono pointed to the restaurant next to him and said.
"What's your name?" Kako Nakamura was noncommittal about Junichiro Kojima's suggestion and turned to ask the young man.
"He is my driver, his name is Wang Dazhu, he is Chinese." Junichiro Kojima answered on his behalf.
"Excuse me!" Kako Nakamura nodded slightly in greeting, turned around and went back to his car.
Junichiro Kojima's answers were impeccable. His Japanese even had an accent from the Kansai region of Japan, and the phone number and address on his business card were complete, so there was no problem.
Ten minutes later, Wang Tianlin came out of the hotel with satisfaction. Under the escort of Japanese military police, he bent down and got into the car.
"Drive, go back to the military police station!" Kako Nakamura told the driver.
Halfway there, a gray car drove over from the opposite direction. The window rolled down, and Junichiro Kojima smiled and waved to Nakamura Kako.
Kako Nakamura was still wondering why Junichiro Kojima came across from him when he said he was meeting with a client. Could it be that he took a shortcut and went around on purpose?...
Thinking of this, Kako Nakamura immediately realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. Junichiro Kojima suddenly raised his hand, and a black object hit him.
Kako Nakamura is a soldier and his instinctive reaction is very quick. He instantly judged that what was thrown was a grenade!
He ignored others, yelled, slammed the car door, and threw himself out parallel to the car. Although the speed of the car was not fast, he was hit hard, and the skin on his face was torn and blood was flowing.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The car Wang Tianlin was riding in exploded a few meters away from Nakamura Kako. The grenade fragments penetrated the windshield of the truck following behind, hitting the driver squarely in the chest. The truck lost control while driving and hit a car on the side of the road.
On the big tree.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The moment the two vehicles met, the young man named Wang Dazhu fired three shots, two of which penetrated the tires of the truck.
"Boom!" The car exploded again, and the fuel tank was ignited. The raging flames were more than three feet high, burning with crackling sounds.
The Japanese military police in the truck compartment collided with each other, but they only panicked for more than ten seconds. They immediately jumped out of the compartment one after another, raising their rifles and shooting at the escaping gray car.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Suddenly, accompanied by intermittent explosions, gunfire erupted in the street.
By the time Hattori Hikoo and others arrived at the scene, everything was over.
This attack resulted in three deaths and two injuries. Wang Tianlin, Translator Zhang, and the driver of the car were killed on the spot. The driver of the truck was hit in the chest by shrapnel, leaving him with only half a life left.
Kako Nakamura was too close to the explosion site. In addition to being temporarily deafened by the shock, Nakamura suffered extensive burns and scalds on his body.
The next morning, the gray car was found in the grass at Xiyingmen Ferry. Its body was full of bullet holes. After investigation, it was found that the car belonged to the Yanjin Salt Administration Bureau, but had been stolen the night before.
As for Junichiro Kojima, Maruyama Co., Ltd. is indeed a real person. His age and appearance are very similar to that of the impostor. It is difficult to judge whether he is genuine or not if he is simply described over the phone.
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Anti-Smuggling Division of Hongqiao Police Station.
As soon as the door rang, Lei Ban opened the door and walked in: "Xinyu, what are you busy with?"
Jiang Xinyu yawned and said, "I'm not busy with anything. I took a nap...sit down quickly."
Lei Ban looked around and said with envy: "Being a section chief is different. I have my own office. Not to mention taking a nap or sleeping all day long, I don't think anyone dares to ask questions."
Jiang Xinyu threw a cigarette to Lei Ban and said with a smile: "Do you think I am the bureau chief? If I sleep all day long, I will soon be the chief of the anti-smuggling section."
Lei Ban fiddled with the cigarette in his hand and said, "Xinyu, I'm very curious about something. I've been looking for an opportunity to ask you these past two days."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Why did the goods from Sesame Oil Alley suddenly appear on the street? I didn't tell anyone..."
"I sent someone to do it." Jiang Xinyu said.
"Ah?...Why bother going through all the trouble? Wouldn't it be better if you just lead someone to check it?"
"It's not just for you!"
"for me?"
"Searching on the street will draw attention away from Xiangyou Alley. I'm worried that if the search continues and you are found on Hua Yazi, you will not be able to escape the connection then!"
"Yes, yes, I forgot about Hu Yazi."
"You're lucky. The gendarmerie didn't interfere too much, and I was able to handle it all... It's a pity that so many goods were lost. I didn't expect this."
Lei Ban let out a long sigh and said: "Thinking about that batch of goods, my flesh aches..."
"How's it going with Xiao Taohong?"
"What else can you do? You say I'm bragging, and you don't want to see me these days." Lei Ban said frustratedly.
"If he is allowed to ask for a lot of money, you won't just sit on the ground and pay back the money?"