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Chapter 1568 Ping Zhong is furious

"Who are you?" the manager of Sakura Apartment asked.

"Bagh Ya Luo! My identity is confidential, you are not qualified to ask." Cheng Qianfan said angrily, "Please ask Lieutenant Colonel Pingzhong to answer the phone immediately. There is urgent military affairs!"

"Please be sure to state your name."

"Kazuo Miyazaki, go quickly!"

"Bugg!" After putting down the phone receiver, the apartment manager cursed with a gloomy look. However, knowing the seriousness, he hurried to room 207 and called Ping Chongyang to answer the phone.

Bang, bang, bang.

The apartment manager ran all the way to the door of room 207. He knocked on the door lightly and called a few words. When there was no response, he started to bang on the door.

"Lieutenant Colonel Pingzhong."

"Lieutenant Colonel Pingzhong."

Finally, the door opened.



"Kazuo Miyazaki?" Ping Chongyang was woken up from his sleep, his face was gloomy, thinking about the name.

After confirming that he did not know this person, Ping Chongyang got up and got angry and cursed the apartment manager bloody.

"Your Majesty Lieutenant Colonel, the other party said that there is urgent military affairs." The manager was scolded and did not dare to have the slightest opinion. He said with fear.

This is a close confidant of His Excellency General Okamura, and Commander Ikeuchi of the Military Police. His Excellency personally greets and takes good care of this distinguished guest. Not to mention scolding him, even if he slaps him twice, he has to smile.

"Emergency military affairs?!" Hearing what the manager said, Ping Chongyang frowned, thought for a while, and finally put on his coat and followed the manager to the phone room on the first floor.



"I am Ping Chongyang!" Ping Chongyang picked up the phone receiver and said in a deep voice, "Miyazaki Kazuo, please report your number and position."

"Mr. Pingzhong, it's me, Cheng Qianfan from the central patrol room." Cheng Qianfan said eagerly.

Ping Chongyang was shocked. He did not expect that the guy who called himself Kazuo Miyazaki turned out to be Cheng Qianfan. He glanced at the manager and waved his hand, and the manager walked away knowingly.

Since it involved military intelligence, he knew better than to listen.

"Cheng Sang, how could it be you?" Ping Chongyang frowned and asked, "Cheng Sang, pretending to be a soldier of the Imperial Japanese Empire and lying about emergency military affairs. This is not allowed and will be severely punished..."

"Mr. Pingzhong, I am at the Watsons Pharmacy next door. My car is parked opposite. You can see it if you look up." Cheng Qianfan said, "I will go back to the car and wait. I will report important military information to Mr. Pingzhong.

"

After saying that, Cheng Qianfan hung up the phone directly.

When Ping Chongyang heard the busy tone on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but frown.

Cheng Qianfan came to look for him late at night using the name "Miyazaki Kazuo" and said he had important military information.

This incident was too sudden and even a little strange.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Cheng Qianfan was well appreciated by Counselor Hyōtaro Imamura, was good friends with that fellow Sakamoto Yoshino, was friends with Onodera Shogo from the Military Police Intelligence Office, and most importantly, he was also well-received by the Kawada family.

The young master pays attention.



As Ping Chongyang thought about it, he didn't think that Cheng Qianfan would be detrimental to him:

In the middle of the night, Cheng Qianfan came so eagerly to look for him. He thought that what he said was true. There must be something urgent.

It was at this time that Ping Chongyang saw a man coming out of the Watsons Pharmacy next door, crossing the road and walking toward the car.

Standing next to the car, the man looked in the direction of Sakura Apartment.

Although the night was dark, because the car was parked under the streetlight, Ping Chongyang could barely recognize Cheng Qianfan under the light of the streetlight.

He put down the phone receiver and spoke to the militia guard on guard, pointing to the car on the opposite side. The sentry saluted Ping Chongyang, who then crossed the road and walked towards the car.



Ping Chongyang opened the door and got in the passenger seat.

"Cheng Sang, although you and I are friends, military affairs are no small matter. I hope you really mean what you say. Otherwise, I can only deal with business matters." Ping Chongyang said with a serious expression.

"Ping Zhongjun, if there is no urgent matter, I don't dare to come late at night to disturb people's dreams." Cheng Qianfan said with a bitter smile.

"That's the best." Ping Chongyang nodded slightly, "Cheng Sang, you can talk now."

"Tonight, the patrol room discovered a suspicious person while patrolling." Cheng Qianfan said, "A fierce gun battle broke out between the two sides, and finally my men successfully arrested one person."

"After a preliminary secret interrogation, this person confessed that he was a military commander," Cheng Qianfan said.

"Military commander?" Ping Chongyang nodded, but he looked puzzled, "Cheng Sang, this kind of catching mice has nothing to do with me, and I have no interest in it. If you have similar clues, you should contact the gendarmerie.

For example, you can contact Onodera-kun directly."

"This person confessed that he was the leader of the independent action team of the Hangzhou station of the military reunification. He was ordered by the military reunification leader Dai Chunfeng to lead the team to Shanghai to coordinate with the military reunification elements in Shanghai to plan a major operation." Cheng Qianfan said.



"What big operation?" Ping Chongyang looked at Cheng Qianfan with a half-smile but not a smile. He suspected that this senior police officer in the patrol room of the French Concession saw that he had the highest military rank among his friends, so he wanted to send such information to

Is it selling well here?

This stupid guy can't even tell the difference between the powers of the Japanese Empire's Locust Army and the Sente Agency.

"This man's name is Wang Hengyi, and he confessed that the goal of this large-scale special operation by the military commander was to assassinate General Gangcun." Cheng Qianfan said.

"Nani?" Ping Chongyang, who didn't care much just now, almost jumped up from his seat. He stared at Cheng Qianfan with wide eyes, "Cheng Sang, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Here is the prisoner's confession." Cheng Qianfan took out the confession paper from his body and handed it to Ping Chongyang.

Ping Chongyang snatched them away one by one and looked carefully at them by the light of the street lamp.

It's actually true!

The questions and answers on this paper are exactly the confession of the military reunifier Wang Hengyi.

Are the Chongqing elements and those rats from the military command really planning an assassination attempt against Mr. Gangcun?



Ping Chongyang was shocked and angry.

"Cheng Sang, why didn't you tell us such important military information directly?" Ping Chongyang asked Cheng Qianfan, but he delayed talking about such important information for a long time before getting to the point.

"I have to tell you the whole story, Mr. Pingchung." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly, "If I had told you directly from the beginning that we had received intelligence that there were military elements who wanted to assassinate General Gangcun, Mr. Pingchung, you would have been half-convinced and couldn't tell.

You still have to explain it this way.”

Ping Chongyang scratched his hair irritably. He had no mood or time to continue to argue with Cheng Qianfan on this issue.

"Cheng Sang, please drive me, please, and send me to the gendarmerie immediately. I will report this to General Gangcun immediately," Ping Chongyang said.

Cheng Qianfan showed a hint of hesitation.

"Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded immediately, started the vehicle, and drove in the direction of the gendarmerie.

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