Early in the morning, Shanhe Tea House opened its doors early and started to open!

People in Fengtian City like to come here to drink tea and eat breakfast, on the one hand, the things here are delicious and clean, and on the other hand, they are very friendly here, whether you are a rich businessman or only have a copper plate and want to buy a bowl of gruel, it is the same warm reception.

The owner of Shanhe Teahouse, surnamed Li, is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fat face that is always smiling, amiable, and so polite to everyone. Every guest who often comes to drink tea is very familiar with him, and the relationship is very good.

Kenji Dohihara, the head of the Mukden secret service, likes to drink tea here, so he comes often, so he is very familiar with the boss.

Today, Kenji Dohihara, as usual, changed into a robe and a horse coat, and came to the Shanhe Teahouse in casual clothes, intending to have some breakfast.

At this time, the people in the Shanhe Teahouse are not bad, there are only a dozen or so guests, most of them are idlers in Fengtian City, who come here to have breakfast.

"Oh, Mr. Ding, you're early." The guy in charge of greeting the guests recognized him at a glance, hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and greeted him upstairs, "Are you eating breakfast, or is it the private seat?" ”

"Well, it's still there, the scenery is good, and it's bright." Kenji Dohihara also smiled and nodded, he was a regular visitor, so there was a fixed place, and it was a private seat near the window.

The private seat of the teahouse is different from the restaurant, it is not a completely separated room, but an independent space blocked by a screen style, and the sealing is not strong, that is, it is a quiet place.

When he came to the private seat and sat down, Kenji Tohihara ordered four dishes of fried liver, xiaolongbao, fried ghost, and small dim sum, and asked for a pot of tea, and then sat down on the chair.

His private seat was located by the window, and through the open window, he could see the pedestrians coming and going on the street outside, as well as the shops on the side of the street.

Things came up quickly, and Kenji Dohihara was indeed a little hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and wiped them, and then began to eat breakfast.

In China for decades, Kenji Tohihara can be said to have integrated Chinese things in his bones, except that the Japanese heart is still so filthy and despicable.

While eating, Kenji Dohihara pondered what had happened in Mukden recently.

Recently, there have been a series of Japanese killings in Mukden City, and among these dead Japanese are soldiers, agents, and Japanese ronins, and the way of death is also strange.

The captain of the Japanese military police, Ken Inuyo, was furious, and he ordered the gendarmerie and the police department to solve the case and catch the murderer in the shortest possible time. However, after half a day of house-to-house searches by the gendarmerie and the police station, the results were still fruitless.

However, because the Japanese have been tracking down too strictly recently, the people who started it have been a little more restrained, and the Japanese have died less recently, but the shadow in their hearts still exists, and if they don't catch the murderer one day, then they won't be able to do it for a day.

Kenji Dohihara was eating as he ruled out suspicious targets, and finally targeted a few people, who he thought should be one of them.

"What should I do to test these people?" Kenji Dohihara thought in his heart, but he really couldn't think of a good way for a while.

As time went by, the guests in the teahouse increased one after another, and it became lively, and a few guys were busy turning around, and their feet did not hit the ground.

At this moment, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves on the street, and it went straight to the end of the street from a distance, and when it came to the door of the Shanhe Teahouse, it suddenly stopped, and then a few people jumped down from it and strode into the door.

The guys in the store hurriedly greeted them, and saw that all the people who came were dressed in spun silk trousers, with a plate belt in their waists, and shell guns stuck in them, all of them were fierce and vicious.

The leader was a very thin man, but he was not short, he had two guns in his waist, and his face flashed with a gloomy aura, and he looked like a scheming person.

"Oh, it's Captain Jackal, please come in, what do you want to eat today?" The guy obviously knew the thin man too, so he said, "Upstairs, please, upstairs, please." ”

The jackal still had the same half-dead coffin face, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's still the old rules, the accounting detectives." After speaking, he took a few of his subordinates and went up to the second floor.

When the other guests left behind saw the jackal go up to the second floor, they all whispered, "Phew, whatever, you know how to be a dog for the Japanese." ”

The detective team is a team of traitors established by the Japanese, most of whom are ruffians and hooligans, and green-skinned scoundrels, who usually make the common people hate the root of their teeth, and now that they have the Japanese as their backers, then they are naturally more arrogant, and they bully the common people more vigorously.

This jackal came to Mukden from other places last fall, and somehow became the deputy captain of the detective team, and later cleaned up the captain Yu Heizi and became the captain himself.

He is narrow-minded and will repay him, and the people hate and fear him, but there is no way.

Every time he came to the Shanhe Teahouse, this jackal led a group of people to eat and drink for nothing, and never gave money. The shopkeeper Li of Shanhe Teahouse naturally couldn't afford to provoke him, and he could only suffer a dumb loss, and he didn't dare to offend him.

Kenji Dohihara heard the conversation outside, and couldn't help frowning, their Fengtian secret service and the detective team are very wrong, especially the one-eyed vulture and jackal in the secret service are even more vendettas, and they are on the same page.

However, he didn't plan to take care of this matter, the one-eyed vulture was just a spy under him, and there was no need to offend the captain of the gendarmerie, Inu Yangjian. The current jackal is the number one celebrity in front of the dog Yangjian, and he is very important.

Soon the things were delivered, and the jackals and the others immediately ate a lot, like starving ghosts, while shouting and screaming, making the upstairs smoky, and losing the tranquility just now.

There were already many people upstairs drinking tea and eating breakfast, frowning at the behavior of jackals and others, but no one dared to stand up and speak.

At this time, the curtain of a private room was opened, and then a thunderous voice came out inside, "What is the noise, and let Lao Tzu live in peace?" ”

The building suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked into the private room.

The jackals were also shocked by this voice, and they turned their heads to look, and found several officers in the private room next to them dressed in the uniforms of the security forces, led by a rough man.

The jackal put down the chicken leg in his hand, then slowly stood up from the table, and sneered, "Who should I be, isn't this the Tang regiment leader of the security army, what, Lao Tzu is talking here, doing your?" ”

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