Chapter 181 Don't forget to bring the English dictionary
on Monday.
early morning.
No. 183 Yuyuan Road, this is Cang Yong's home.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Shinji Kuranagi, dressed in a student uniform, went out and rode his bicycle to school. Zhenhua Middle School was also located on Sanma Road.
About half an hour later, Soyan Kusanagi, who also serves as an instructor at the Hongkou Shangwu Dojo, also left the house.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Kurunaga locked the door and took a rickshaw to the Japanese Club.
Every Monday, the club holds a welcome ceremony to welcome Japanese expatriates who have recently moved to Shanghai. In order to make the atmosphere grand and warm, housewives like Mrs. Kurunaga are invited.
Watching Mrs. Kurunaga go away, Xu Siqi and Zheng Zheng walked out of the darkness.
"Siqi, is this reliable?"
"I have to check whether it's reliable or not."
"The problem is, Shinji Kuranaga doesn't look like your family members. If they are really related by blood, at a quick glance, they should be 50 or 60% similar."
"When I was fifteen or sixteen, I looked neither like my father nor my mother. Now if you look at me, do I look more and more like him?"
If you think about it seriously, this is really the case. Many people look like their own when they were young, and the older they get, the more they look like their own family members.
Xu Siqi ordered: "Seriously, if someone comes back early, call Cang Yong's house and ring twice and hang up."
He handed Zheng Zheng a note with a series of numbers written on it. This was the phone number of Kurunaga's family.
Within the scope of the public concession, as long as no big shots are involved, Detective Hua can easily find anyone he wants to investigate.
Xu Siqi also basically understood the daily routine of the Kurunaga family.
Therefore, he was going to enter Kurunaga's house to investigate and see if he could find some clues.
He was solemnly responsible for keeping watch. There was a public phone booth on the street. Whenever he saw someone from the Kurunaga family coming back early, he would immediately call to warn them.
The Kurunaga family is the second one in the alley, and there are many Japanese living here.
No matter in terms of living habits or instinctive choices, people still like to live with "familiar", which will make them feel more secure.
Arriving at door No. 183, Xu Siqi took out a piece of wire, put it into the keyhole and poked it a few times. With a soft "click", the lock spring opened.
He ducked into the house and gently closed the door.
This house looks like a Shikumen building on the outside, but it has been greatly renovated on the inside.
The bedrooms, living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and the loft upstairs have all been transformed into Japanese style.
The furnishings in the house can reveal the interests and hobbies of the owner.
In the middle of the living room, the word "武" is written with flying dragons and phoenixes, and on the sword rest are two samurai swords, one long and one short.
The room was clean and tidy, and the waxed floor was shiny. Xu Siqi took off his shoes at the door and looked around the room barefoot.
In the bedroom of the Kurunaga couple, there is a glass photo frame hanging on the wall, which is basically full of photos of Shinji Kurunaga.
Mrs. Kurunaga holding young Shinji Kurunaga, a family of three taken more than ten years ago, and Shinji Kurunaga wearing a primary school uniform in front of Zhenhua Middle School.
Later, there are scenes of Shinji Kuranaga wearing a samurai uniform and holding a katana in a white card pose, and father and son sparring with finger sticks...
After watching it for a while, Xu Siqi suddenly felt that the looks of Shinji Kurunaga and Munenaga Kuranaga in his youth were somewhat similar.
Go upstairs along the wooden stairs, and the attic is Shinji Kuranaga's room.
The attic is only about ten square meters, and apart from a cabinet for bedding and clothing, and a desk, there is no other furniture.
There are some books and stationery on the table, plus an exquisite landscape calendar.
The desk calendar comes with a note pad, where you can write down important things to do so that you won’t forget them when the time comes.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and turned to the day of the City Hall shooting. He saw a line written on it: Don't forget to bring a big English dictionary.
Xu Siqi remembered that Shinji Kuranaga was indeed carrying a thick English dictionary that day.
On the desk, you can see clearly that the drawers of the desk are locked. Xu Siqi can open this ordinary lock with a single lock cylinder in a few seconds.
As expected, the large English dictionary was in the drawer. I took out the dictionary and flipped through a few pages. There was a pistol shape hollowed out in the middle, but there was nothing inside.
Xu Siqi thought for a while, put the English dictionary back to its original place, and locked the drawer again.
He looked at the desk calendar again.
When I turned to September 13th, there was a line written on the notepad: Don’t forget to bring a big English dictionary.
September 13th, three days later, Friday.
Obviously, Shinji Kuranaga must have an operational mission that day.
——Don’t forget to bring a big English dictionary, which means don’t forget to bring a gun.
The question is, who is he working for?
Xu Siqi agreed with Liu Jianming's analysis of the shooting incident.
The most likely instigators behind Shinji Kuranaga are the Communist Party and the Japanese. If chaos occurs in the Chinese community, they will be the obvious beneficiaries.
Judging from Shinji Kuranaga's Japanese identity, he is most likely a member of the Extra-High School.
No matter how short of people the Communist Party is, it is unlikely to recruit a Japanese teenager to join the organization.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This sentence is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
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At the cold drink stall on the street, I drank the soda slowly and solemnly, always looking at the direction of the street. If anyone from the Kurunaga family comes back, this is the only way to go.
"Give in, give in."
The driver shouted, pulling the rickshaw and trotting past the cold drink stall.
In the car was a young man with a mustache, a pair of sunglasses on his nose, a peaked cap on his head, and a landscape painting folding fan in his hand.
I was stunned for a moment, feeling that this person looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.
Not far ahead, a young man knocked on the handlebar with a folding fan, signaling the driver to stop.
The coachman turned around and said, "Sir, Yuanheng Optical Shop hasn't arrived yet..."
"I know."
The young man paid the fare and walked towards the alley.
When he arrived at door No. 183, he looked around, took out a key from his pocket, inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it gently.
Xu Siqi in the attic was startled when he heard the sound of the door opening downstairs.
Someone is back?
Why didn't Zheng Zheng call the police?
After entering the house, the young man took off his shoes and went straight upstairs along the stairs with bare feet.
Xu Siqi had no choice but to open the closet door and hide in.
The young man came to the attic, took out another small key from his pocket, opened the drawer on the desk, and took out the large English dictionary.
Through the crack in the cabinet door, Xu Siqi could see clearly that the young man took out a Browning pistol from his arms and stuffed it into the hollowed-out English dictionary. The gun and the hollowed out part fit perfectly.
After finishing all this, the young man breathed out gently, stuffed the door key and drawer key under the tatami, then turned and went downstairs.