This is a four-story reinforced concrete building covering an area of more than 6,000 square meters, surrounded by office buildings and warehouses, and a playground of more than 2,000 square meters in the middle.
Looking from a distance, the whole building looks like a warship.
In fact, when this building was built, the internal structure of a warship was used as a template, and a ship tower and flagpole were specially designed on the roof.
In order to facilitate movement, all members of the task force are located on the first floor, and the westmost room is the office of captain Hideaki Shibuya.
The so-called task force is the abbreviation of special advance team.
The nature of the task force is similar to that of the military police force. The military police force is under the jurisdiction of the Japanese Army, while the task force is a law enforcement branch within the Japanese naval system.
At this moment, Shibuya Hideaki was sitting behind his desk, his brows furrowed, as if he was worried about something.
"Report!" the messenger shouted outside the door.
Shibuya Hideaki sat up straight: "Come in."
The messenger pushed open the door and entered, standing at attention with both feet and saluting: "Major Shibuya, there is a Captain Asano Hidejo, who said he was under the order of the General Staff Headquarters..."
"where is he?"
"Just outside the door."
"Quick, invite him in!"
"yes."
After a while, under the guidance of the military police, a man wearing an iron-gray suit and a pair of sunglasses on his nose walked in.
The man in sunglasses bowed and said, "Your Excellency Major, Hidejo Asano, Section 6 of the Intelligence Department of the Naval General Staff Headquarters, is here to report!"
Shibuya Hideaki stood up, looked Asano Hidejo up and down, and said: "Captain Asano, on behalf of the Shanghai Expeditionary Force Marine Corps, I would like to welcome you."
"Thank you, Major."
"Please take a seat."
After sitting down, Shibuya Hideaki said: "Asano-kun, before you came, I received a message from the General Staff Headquarters, asking me to fully cooperate with your work in Shanghai."
"You're welcome. I came to Shanghai this time mainly to deal with those traitors, the so-called anti-war alliance members."
"Those damn guys, I've been looking for them for more than a year, and there's no clue at all. Is there any way, Mr. Asano, to find them?"
"I try my best."
When it came to intelligence details, since Asano Hidejo didn't want to talk about it, Shibuya Hideaki didn't want to ask any more questions. He thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Asano-kun used to study at Etajima Naval Academy and had the opportunity to become a captain.
Why did you suddenly transfer to the Intelligence Department midway?"
Asano Hidejo was silent for a while, then reached out and slowly took off his sunglasses. His left eyeball was cloudy and looked like a prosthetic eye.
"There is no way. My eyes are broken and I am not suitable for serving in the combat force. Especially the Navy has very high requirements on vision. Later, people from the Intelligence Department found me... That's it." Asano Hidejo's tone was calm, and there was no trace of any emotional fluctuations.
, just like telling someone else’s story.
Shibuya Hideaki said comfortingly: "There is an old saying in China that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. It means that bad things may turn into good things under certain conditions. You were promoted to captain in just half a year after joining the Intelligence Department.
, fully confirms the correctness of this sentence.”
Hidejo Asano had a hard time saying that after graduating from the military academy, he was awarded the rank of second lieutenant. Based on his academic performance at that time, it would not take him a year and a half to be promoted to a junior officer.
Shibuya Hideaki was also very wise and changed this unpleasant topic and said: "Asano-kun came to Shanghai for the first time, what was your impression here?"
Asano Hidejo said: "It's very good. Shanghai deserves to be called the most prosperous city in Asia. Compared with Etajima, it's like a countryside."
Shibuya Hideaki laughed: "I have never been to Etajima, but I think it may not even be as good as the countryside."
With a few jokes, the relationship between the two quickly became harmonious.
Shibuya Hideaki said: "Asano-kun, there is something I want to trouble you with."
Asano Hidejo quickly stood up, bowed and said: "Major, since I have arrived in Shanghai, I am your subordinate. You can give me your orders."
"Do you know Liang Hongzhi?
"When I was in the Intelligence Department, I heard something about him."
"For now, this person is very important to us, so regarding his safety, the imperial army has always provided protection. However, there is a bit of trouble today..."
Shibuya Hideaki glanced at his watch and continued: "In an hour, Liang Hongzhi is going to Citibank in the French Concession to handle some matters. As you know, the imperial army has no right to enter the concession, so naturally there is no way to provide protection. I am a little bit right now.
I'm worried that someone will take the opportunity to harm Liang Hongzhi!"
"What do you need me to do?"
"Secretly protect Liang Hongzhi. You are a stranger, no one will notice you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!"
"Remember, if something happens in the concession, don't have a direct conflict with the patrol. I will find a way to rescue you."
"yes!"
…………
Petain Road.
In front of Citibank.
10:30 am.
A car drove over from far away.
Tao Qinghong glanced at it and whispered: "He's here."
Qiao Zhendong suddenly became nervous. He reached out and picked up the Kangxi dictionary. The middle of the dictionary was hollowed out, and the Browning pistol was hidden inside.
"Qinghong, when the gun goes off, you don't have to worry about me. Leave the scene as quickly as possible."
"What about you?"
"I have a solution."
"Zhendong..."
"Stop talking, it's too late!"
The car slowly stopped in front of Citibank. Two bodyguards got out of the car first, one on the left and the other on the right. They patrolled the surroundings vigilantly. They both had short guns hidden in their waists.
After a while, the fat Liang Hongzhi got out of the car.
At the same time, Qiao Zhendong walked over. When he was still more than ten meters away from the car, he suddenly opened the Kangxi Dictionary, took out the Browning pistol from it, and shouted: "Liang Hongzhi, your death has come!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
He fired two shots in a row, one of the bullets hit the car door, and the other bullet missed the target and flew directly into the sky.
The two bodyguards had quick hands and quick eyes. While dragging Liang Hongzhi into the bank, they quickly drew their guns and fired back. As long as they could protect Liang Hongzhi's safety, they would not take the initiative to attack easily.
In the No. 3 box of Da Sanyuan Tea House, when he heard gunshots coming from the street, Zhou Weilong quickly leaned forward and looked towards the street, murmuring: "Where are these people..."
If someone gets there first, he naturally doesn't have to go down anymore.
Qiao Zhendong missed the target, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
"boom!"
A bullet was fired.
Qiao Zhendong staggered and almost fell while running. The bullet hit his left shoulder. If it had been farther down, he would have been seriously injured even if he did not die.
The bullet was fired from the front, and it was obviously not fired by Liang Hongzhi's bodyguard.
A man wearing a gray suit and brown sunglasses came out of the darkness, holding a Southern-style pistol in his hand, and pulled the trigger again at Qiao Zhendong.
"boom!"
"Brother Zhendong, run!"
Xiaojun flew over and stood in front of Qiao Zhendong.