Langley, CIA Headquarters.

Although he brought back a set of "Iskanders" and 50 "BrahMos," Rickel was still scolded by Turner, because the "Washington" was still in Hong Kong and was preparing for a barbecue party to entertain the officers and men of the Hong Kong Garrison, and could not rush to the South China Sea in time.

Turner was scolded by the president, the secretary of defense, and the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and could only seek out Rickel's anger.

Thankfully, Turner didn't embarrass Rickel. Even if the "Washington" leaves Hong Kong, it can only go to the South China Sea to watch the excitement and cannot do the right thing.

Apparently, Rickel was not in a good mood.

This matter will be the same for everyone, and it would be good to get back a set of "Iskanders", and not let the Navy do it in vain.

As soon as he came out of Turner's office, Rickel met his special assistant, Dr. Wren, who had traveled from England to assist in the investigation.

In the CIA, Wren is also a little famous, not only because of his Ph.D. in finance and tens of millions of dollars, but also because of his performance in the past few years. Far from it, the US military was able to catch Saddam Hussein hiding in the cellar, and Rennes played a crucial role.

"Got a result?"

"You've asked me to track down the source of the information, and it's finally a bit of an eyebrow."

Rickel nodded and quickened his pace.

Wren didn't say any more, and entered Rickel's office before he said: "The intelligence was released by the ** Defense and Security Bureau, and the original source was Zhang Jinnan, president of the Taiwan Chamber of Commerce in Hong Kong, who is a senior agent of the ** Defense Intelligence Security Bureau, and is fully responsible for Hong Kong's intelligence work. ”

Rickel walked over to the cupboard and poured a cup of coffee for Wren.

"Do you want to add sugar?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Handing the coffee cup to Wren, Rickel sat down and asked, "In other words, the intelligence came from Hong Kong, so it may be planned by the mainland's intelligence agencies." ”

"It shouldn't have anything to do with mainland intelligence agencies, at least I didn't find any relevant clues."

Rickel nodded, not even a clue, let alone evidence.

"The day before, the club building on the Times Building was attacked, Kentaro Yano, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, was killed, and the police also found hundreds of millions of black money at the scene."

"What does it matter?"

"After Zhang Jinnan sent back the information, Taiwan recovered tens of millions of bribes from Yueben, and also reached a secret agreement with Yueben to recover hundreds of millions of accounts."

Rickel frowned, a clue, not evidence.

"Obviously, there is no need for Zhang Jinnan to pass on two important pieces of information in one day."

"In other words, I did it."

"It's possible, it's just that there's still no evidence."

"The question is, what does instinct get out of it?"

"It's hard to say on the Vietnamese side, but the relationship between Ben and Russia has not been very good. Not so long ago, the Russian president inspected the South Kuril Islands, which made him crazy. ”

"If it's just for revenge, it's too flamboyant."

"What do I think, who can say for sure?"

Rickel smiled bitterly and said, "The key is Zhang Jinnan, it's best to start with him." ”

"I just found out that he booked a few luxurious suites on the 'Yue Out', and I heard that he was officially invited by an underground society to participate in secret activities."

"What activity?"

"Anyway, it's the gangster, I haven't investigated what it is, so it shouldn't be difficult."

"It seems that this Zhang Jinnan does have a leg with Yueben."

"It's hard to say."

Rickel nodded and said, "That's it, I'll continue to investigate, when will you go back to London?" ”

"Tonight's flight."

"Very well, come with me for dinner, I won't go to the airport to see you off."

"No need, I made an appointment."

"It's okay, if you have a chance to go to London, I'll kiss you for dinner."

Sending Wren away, Rickel immediately picked up the phone. "Jenny, when will the 'Sayout' arrive in Hong Kong?"

"Tomorrow."

"What?"

"It's Hong Kong time, and there are probably more than ten hours left."

"Go book a few suites now."

"But you have to book tickets at least a week in advance, and the tickets for the 'Yueout' have long been sold out."

"I don't care what method you use, if our people can't get on the ship in Hong Kong, you are ready to go to Alaska for the rest of your life!"

Without waiting for the secretary to answer, Rickel hung up.

After pondering for a while, Rickel picked up the phone again and dialed a confidential number.

A few hours later, a secret C.I.A. unit on a special mission in the mountains of Afghanistan arrived in Kabul, boarded a U.S. military transport plane and flew directly to Singapore, followed by an international flight to Hong Kong.

The CIA secret unit had just arrived in Kabul, far away in a small fishing village in Hokkaido.

On the empty beach, an old man with silver hair and beard was teaching several teenagers with a bamboo sword, and several adults kneeling next to the field.

Because it is located in the northernmost part of the city, the weather is very cold, and it has already snowed for the first time of the year a few days ago.

Even so, the elderly, the young, and the adults who sat upright were all dressed in a single garment. When the wind blows, the wrists and ankles are exposed, and it makes people feel cold to look at.

"The essence of Liuliliu swordsmanship is three words: fast, accurate, and ruthless." The old man made a very simple chopping action, although it was only the most basic trick in swordsmanship, but it was extremely domineering in his use. "It's not easy to do this, and after 20 years of hard training as a teacher, it can be regarded as a small success."

Several teenagers also followed with a sword.

The adults sitting upright had their own thoughts, for they each had their own understanding from the sword that the master had slashed out.

In this book, Ryu Liliu is only a small school of swordsmanship, but it has a long history. During the Warring States Period, there were several swordsmanship masters in Liuliliu.

There is only one characteristic of this genre of swordsmanship, that is, the moves are vicious and vicious, and they are all life-fighting moves.

In the emphasis on technical refinement, the tricks are fancy, and this kendo is indeed an alternative.

The old man taught a few more basic skills, and when he put away the bamboo sword, a young man ran over.

"Master......"

"Kimura, you're still in such a hurry, if you don't change your surname, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make progress in swordsmanship."

"Master, I just received the news that Senior Brother Sheng is dead."

"What!?"

"Senior Brother Sheng fought with someone in Hong Kong and was killed."

The old man's brow jumped a few times. "Who was the man who killed him?"

"I only know that I am Chinese, very young."

"Chinese? Which sect? ”

"I don't know, maybe there is no sect."

The old man glanced at the young man. "What weapon did he use, a sword, a sword, or something else?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not a sword, I heard it's a bayonet." ”

"Bayonet!?" The old man immediately showed a look of surprise. The bayonet was only introduced after the appearance of the flintlock pistol, and in its history of more than 100 years, no sect would use a bayonet as a weapon.

"It seems to be a three-edged bayonet of the [***] team."

"How many tricks did Dongxiang Katsu do with that person?" The old man suppressed his look of surprise and calmed down.

"Just one move."

"One move!?" The old man was startled again.

Although Dongxiang Sheng is not his most proud disciple, among the dozens of disciples he initially accepted, Dongxiang Sheng is the most brave and aggressive, thinking that swordsmanship can only be sublimated in fighting, otherwise he will not leave the master and go alone.

"The man is dead, too?"

"No, I heard that it was unscathed."

"Impossible!" The old man's eyes almost fell.

Dongxiang Sheng started at the age of eight, practiced penance for 20 years, and practiced one-handed fighting skills. The old man asked himself, even if he could kill Dongxiang Katsu with one move, it would be impossible to be unscathed.

"Master......"

"For whom is that sword fighting?"

"Zhang Jinnan, president of the Taiwan Chamber of Commerce, is also the leader of the Taipei Gang."

"Chinese?"

Kimura nodded and said, "He is also on the invitation list of the 'Martial Arts United Conference', and I heard that he has chartered a few rooms on the 'Yue De', and he will definitely send people to fight." ”

"Has Watanabe been here?" The old man let out a long sigh and seemed to have made a decision.

"He was still in the side hall, saying that as long as the master was willing to go out of the mountain, they were willing to ......"

"Needless to say, take him to the meditation hall." The old man let out a long breath and nodded to the three adults behind him, "Iwasaki, Shinto and Yamaguchi, you come with me to meet Watanabe." ”

"Yes!" The three adults rose in response, moving cleanly.

"Kimura, come with me. It's time to take you out for training. ”

"Yes, master!"

The old man nodded, and walked towards the rows of wooden houses hidden in the woods.

Soon after the five of them arrived at the meditation hall, a middle-aged man in his early fifties was brought in.

He is Junmasa Watanabe, the leader of the Sapporo Lutheran Church in Hokkaido, and an outdoor disciple that the old man accepted more than 20 years ago. With the swordsmanship he learned in Ryuriyu, Junmasa Watanabe established a world in Hokkaido, creating the most powerful society in the northern part of the country.

Although he was expelled from the school because of his impure state of mind for practicing swords, Watanabe Junmasa did not forget his teacher's kindness and came back every year to pay respects.

The fact that Ryu Liliu has been able to gradually develop and grow over the years, and the prosperity of the people has a lot to do with Watanabe's Junmasa.

It's just that this time he came back, and Watanabe Junmasa didn't want to thank his master, but to ask his master to go out of the mountain and help the Xinyi Society win the first place in the "Martial Arts United Conference".

The benefits have opened a lot, and the relationship is very clear.

However, the old man has been drilling swordsmanship all his life and is unwilling to get involved in the world.

Jun Watanabe waited outside the division gate for three days, and because he was really pitiful, he was called in by the junior brother Kimura, otherwise he would still be drinking wind and snow outside.

"Needless to say, I'll take Iwasaki, Shinto, Yamaguchi and Kimura to fight. It's just that the teacher hasn't gone out to walk for decades, and everything still depends on you. ”

"Don't worry, Master, Watanabe will definitely make arrangements."

The old man nodded and said no more.

"Master, the 'Yuechu' is about to arrive in Hong Kong, if we don't set off again......"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Watanabe Junmasa was stunned. He said a few days ago, could it be that the old man has amnesia?

"You all go pack your bags, Kimura go get my sword, and we'll go right away."

"Yes, master!"

The most proud is obviously Kimura. After learning the news of the "Martial Arts United Conference", he thought about going to see the world, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to tell the master about Togo Katsu's death.

At this time, those gangs that thought of making trouble at the "Martial Arts United Conference" had already sent people to Hong Kong.

It must be a great thing for associations in other countries and regions to be able to make him lose his face.

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