Kenichi Yamamoto, who is over 40 years old, is not the most senior one in the Shanghai headquarters of the special high school, but in the Shanghai headquarters of the special high school, there are few people who point fingers in front of Kenichi Yamamoto, because although Kenichi Yamamoto is organized in the Shanghai headquarters of the special high school, he is actually directly under the command of the base camp of the special high school. Being able to get out of the pursuit of the intelligence department, Kenichi Yamamoto was secretly happy at the same time, but he couldn't help but be a little proud, but after he returned to the Shanghai headquarters of the special high school, he did not relax in the slightest.

Intelligence work is not only heavy intelligence identification and sorting work, but also cruel confrontations, during the days when he was ordered to lurk in the Shanghai station of the intelligence department, for most of the year, Kenichi Yamamoto did not sleep well. He was worried that he would be identified all the time, and then fall into the retaliation and pursuit of the intelligence department, and it was precisely because of his caution and caution that when the intelligence department Shanghai station found a mole, he was able to escape back to Hongkou District unharmed.

Although it has been more than a month since Kenichi Yamamoto returned to the special high school, he didn't think that the intelligence department would give up the pursuit of him, so he became more careful. Kenichi Yamamoto, who left work on time, did not immediately return to his residence, but went to a rented house in the name of someone else, and he was going to have a secret meeting with two Chinese patrolmen who worked in the patrol house of the French Concession today. Most of the Chinese patrols in the French Concession have gang backgrounds, and Kenichi Yamamoto likes to deal with such people, because sometimes the role of the concession gang is far more effective than the plainclothes dispatched by the special high school.

It was still early, and Kenichi Yamamoto, who had already been in the car, decided to go to Kubo Shokai first, and according to his habit, he should have gone to Kubo Shokai yesterday to visit his cousin's family. Kubo Shokai appeared in Hongkou District after Kenichi Yamamoto was transferred to Shanghai from the mainland, and the owner of the bookstore, Taro Kubo, is from Osaka, and Kubo Taro's wife Sakurako Yamamoto is Kenichi's cousin. With Kenichi Yamamoto's care, Kubo Books' business is not bad, and Sakurako Yamamoto is still doing some black market trading under the banner of Kenichi Yamamoto in private.

As usual, as soon as Ken Yamamoto got into the car, he closed his eyes and went into a state of deep thought, and the two guards and the driver who were in the same car with him were already surprised by this. The sedan slowly left the street with few pedestrians, and Kenichi Yamamoto, who was in the back seat of the car, enjoyed the smooth movement of the car, but his mind was thinking about the tricky things that had happened recently in the special high school. Before the bloody case of the izakaya in Hongkou District was really solved, a surveillance base in the concession was attacked, and the matter of the Lihua Ballroom seemed to have become headless cases.

In order to stabilize the mood of a large number of Japanese expatriates in Hongkou District, the Special High School had no choice but to blame the North Korean government-in-exile for the Izakaya murder case, but Kenichi Yamamoto knew that the intelligence department had done that thing at all. Although the trace experts of the special high school did not find many useful clues at the scene, after Kenichi Yamamoto repeatedly read the scene report, he found that the scene trace analysis of the murderer was very similar to the style of the intelligence department. Kenichi Yamamoto, who used to be lurking in the Shanghai station of the intelligence department, had a good understanding of the style of the intelligence department's operatives, especially among those who died in the izakaya that day, there was a middle-level officer in charge of Nanjing affairs under the special high division.

When Kenichi Yamamoto first learned about this, he thought that the Izakaya murder was a retaliation by the Intelligence Service, but after he reviewed the detailed background information of the deceased, Yamamoto Kenichi decided that the Izakaya Murder was not so much a retaliation by the Intelligence Service as a targeted assassination. Kenichi Yamamoto had been lurking in the Shanghai station of the Intelligence Department for more than half a year, and according to his knowledge of the Intelligence Department, as long as he became the target of the Intelligence Department's assassination, it would be difficult to get rid of the never-ending continuous assassination.

Kenichi Yamamoto, who has been engaged in intelligence work for more than ten years, is not afraid of assassination by the intelligence department, but he also does not want to become a boring victim of the mutual assassination between the special high school and the intelligence department. The car slowly drove through the street, and as soon as you followed the street, you turned the next street, and you were on the street where the Kubo Shosho was located. Suddenly, Kenichi Yamamoto, who had been meditating in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and his back was tense, and he sat up straight, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Kenichi Yamamoto, who has been engaged in intelligence work all year round, is far more sensitive to danger than ordinary people, and a sudden flash of palpitations in his heart is the reason for Kenichi Yamamoto's nervousness. "Dazuo, what's wrong?" Kenichi Yamamoto's nervousness attracted the attention of the plainclothes bodyguard who was also sitting in the back seat, and as he spoke, the bodyguard who had been with Kenichi Yamamoto looked out of the window to both sides of the car. As the car continued to move forward, the discomfort in Kenichi Yamamoto's heart became clearer and clearer, but Kenichi Yamamoto did not ask the driver to stop.

Kenichi Yamamoto is very sensitive to danger, but this is Hongkou District, and after the Izakaya Murder, the gendarmerie has stepped up daily patrols in Hongkou District, and Kenichi Yamamoto does not believe that people from the Intelligence Department can infiltrate Hongkou District again. In Yamamoto's nervousness, the car he was riding in drove past the next street and officially turned into the street where Kubo Shokai was located. "Parking... Rewind... Reversing..."The car turned around the street, and the discomfort in Kenichi Yamamoto's heart became more intense, and Kenichi Yamamoto, whose face had changed greatly, immediately shouted in a low voice.

Kenichi Yamamoto was not wrong, 20 hours ago, Tang Cheng in disguise quietly entered the Hongkou District, and then with the help of that homemade camouflage cloth, he lurked on the roof platform of the movie theater after dark. Tang Cheng's location on the roof of the movie theater is directly opposite the street where Kubo Shokai is located, and as long as Kenichi Yamamoto appears at the entrance of Kubo Shoku, he will definitely not escape Tang Cheng's sight.

Kenichi Yamamoto's daily activities are irregular, Kubo Shokai is just the result of Tang Cheng's own analysis, when Kenichi Yamamoto will come to Kubo Shokai, Tang Cheng can't be sure, so all he can do is wait for the rabbit. A day passed, Kenichi Yamamoto did not appear, Tang Cheng lying under the camouflage cloth silently insisted, only when it was dark, he had the opportunity to drill out of the camouflage cloth to move his body. After nearly 40 hours of silent waiting, if it was someone else, he might have already chosen to give up, but for Tang Cheng, this kind of waiting is more like a grind.

Observing the situation in the street in front of him through the scope for a long time made Tang Cheng's eyes a little bloodshot, and he could only take turns staring at the scope with his two eyes. Fortunately, the location chosen by Tang Cheng is good, not only sheltered from the wind but also backlit, and there are several thick layers of sacks under the body, which makes Tang Cheng's silent waiting not so difficult. Long boring waiting will always make people's spirits appear to be scattered from strong to weak, and Tang Cheng is naturally no exception, when Kenichi Yamamoto's car appeared at the corner of the street, Tang Cheng was teasing a few ants he had stumbled upon with one finger.

If it weren't for Kenichi Yamamoto's sudden attack, which caused the driver who was originally concentrating on driving to slam on the brakes, so that Tang Cheng on the rooftop noticed the car parked at the corner of the street because he heard the rapid sound of brakes, maybe Tang Cheng's assassination operation would have ended in failure. The sound of the car's brakes attracted Tang Cheng's attention, and Tang Cheng first locked on the license plate of the car, and Hans provided information on the license plate number of Kenichi Yamamoto's car.

Sure enough, it came! Finding the license plate number that appeared in the scope, as mentioned in the intelligence, Tang Cheng on the rooftop immediately hooked the trigger of the sniper rifle with his right index finger. "Reverse..."Kenichi Yamamoto, who was in the back seat of the car, almost shouted, and shouted at the driver in the front seat. The driver, who had never seen him so out of shape, made an unforgivable mistake at this moment, and when he heard Kenichi Yamamoto's shout, he did not reverse directly, but immediately subconsciously stepped on the brakes, so that the car stopped abruptly at the corner of the street.

The driver's reaction to the brakes made Kenichi Yamamoto more and more uneasy, and Kenichi Yamamoto, who was about to open his mouth to reprimand the driver, suddenly heard "Poof!" With a bang, a cloud of blood mist suddenly rose from the front seat of the car. The strange appearance in front of him made Ken Yamamoto consciously make a hunched waist and neck shrinking movement, "Poof!" There was another sound, and there was an extra bullet hole in the front windshield of the car, and the guard sitting in the passenger seat of the car also collapsed in the seat with a bloody arrow.

"Dazuo, be careful!" The other guard, who was sitting in the back of the car with Ken Yamamoto, only reacted at this time, and while drinking loudly, he suddenly twisted and stretched out his arms, trying to protect Kenichi Yamamoto, who had already lowered his figure. "Smack!" The driver who was the first to be shot was shot again, this time the part of the bullet was his head, and the skull that exploded in an instant diffused a bewitching red blood mist, and the bullet that penetrated the driver's head was not exhausted, and the deformed bullet actually flew past Kenichi Yamamoto's earlobe, hitting a bullet hole in the leather seat behind Kentochi Yamamoto.

Kenichi Yamamoto, who is not very burly, is protected by the guards, and the best way to deal with this situation in front of him is to hide in the car and wait patiently, as long as there is a military police patrol to come, they are considered safe. The guards who were guarding Ken Yamamoto naturally knew this truth, but Tang Cheng on the rooftop more than 300 meters away didn't want to give them a chance to escape at all.

After firing three shots in a row, Tang Cheng immediately fired a fourth shot, and this time, the bullet fired by Tang Cheng directly cut a bullet hole in the top of the car. The bullet hole happened to be on the top of the back seat of the car, and Kenichi Yamamoto, who was pressed under him, clearly felt a heat flow in his neck, but he didn't know that the heat came from the guard who was pressing on him.