In Sorge's residence in Chiyoda District, Sorge was still working hard to write books as usual, while Zhu Muyun next to him was bored flipping through some German books on the table.

Compared with Sorge, a doctor of political science from the University of Hamburg in Germany, Zhu Muyun's academic level is that he can only recognize the words of these books on the desk, but when they are connected, he has no idea what is going on.

The phone on his desk rang, and Sorge picked it up quickly with one hand, still writing with the other - obviously, he didn't want to be delayed by any trivial matters, but unlike usual, this time he answered the phone, and Ma Shan put down the pen in his hand.

"Went to Shinjuku? Are you sure he understands your hints? Sorge asked with a serious face.

"Mmmm, I know," After a while, Sorge put down the phone in his hand, looked at Zhu Muyun who was slightly curious, and said, "Geng, I found it, but he seems to be in danger now." ”

"What do you mean?!" Zhu Muyun jumped over, and his broad body did not hinder his agile skills in the slightest.

"I said, we've found Geng, but he seems to be controlled." Sorge replied.

"Extra-high class?" Zhu Muyun's brows tightened.

"I don't know the exact situation," Sorge took off his pajamas and changed into formal clothes, "I'm going to go and see if I can find him, you wait here for my news." ”

"I'll go with you." Zhu Muyun also stood up.

"No, no, no, you can't go," Sorge pressed Zhu Muyun's shoulder, "You and Yuzhen are both staying here, I'll borrow the car of the German Embassy to go, don't worry, I'll find him." ”

After speaking, Sorge seemed to remember something again, quickly picked up the phone, dialed a number, and soon after, a voice came from the microphone, Sorge had a charming smile on his face, and said:

"Mr. Eugene Ott, a friend of mine has been robbed and I need your help."

"Oh, Tokyo is a society governed by the rule of law, and this can happen," a voice with a strong German accent came from the microphone, "Say, I'm happy to help you." ”

"That's right, my journalist friend Hidemi Ozaki at the Asahi Shimbun, when he was reporting near Tsukishima, was robbed of his car by some people claiming to be military police, and now he is isolated in Tsukishima, I would like to ask who took his car."

"Okay, I'll help you ask, this is a small matter, please wait for my news." The person in the microphone happily agreed.

"Eugene Ott, military attache at the German embassy," Sorge put down the phone in his hand, "with his help, I think we will soon find the whereabouts of the car." ”

"Thank you." Zhu Muyun's expression was much more relaxed, Sorge was a genius communicator, whether it was in Tokyo, Nanjing, or Harbin, there seemed to be nothing that could be difficult for him.

"Don't worry, when I find the car, I'll go over and find a way to get in touch with Geng." Sorge sat down and lit a cigar.

"Mr. Sorge, please take me over in a moment."

The door was pushed open, Yuzhen floated to the desk like a gust of wind, put down the coffee in her hand heavily, she stared at Sorge's eyes, and then glanced at Zhu Muyun again, "Two gentlemen, I think, you shouldn't continue to hide from me, right?" ”

Sorge smiled and shrugged his shoulders, glanced at Zhu Muyun, picked up the coffee sent by Yuzhen, and walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a cigar in his mouth, obviously not wanting to mix in this matter.

"You got it?" Zhu Muyun looked at Yu Zhen with a wry smile, "You shouldn't eavesdrop on our conversation. ”

"I'm just sending Mr. Sorge a cup of coffee," Yu Zhen's bright eyes were melancholy and persistent, "Brother Zhu, what's wrong with him now?" ”

"It seems that something is wrong, but it is not easy to judge." Zhu Muyun shook his head.

"I'll come with Mr. Sorge in a moment." Yuzhen reiterated again.

"No, you and I are still on the wanted list of the Special High School and Metropolitan Police Town." Zhu Muyun shook his head.

"I can pretend to be Mr. Sorge's lover, and no one will dare to lift my veil." Yuzhen's attitude is very resolute.

"I want to praise great love, it can make the strongest warrior soft," Sorge walked back with his coffee and a very ambiguous smile on his face, "Zhu Fatty, what do you think?" ”

"Well, since you've agreed, I'm okay with that." Zhu Muyun shrugged helplessly.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Sorge's smile was warm and confident.

The phone rang again.

Sorge picked up the phone, and after some conversation, he turned his head and smiled: "The car was found, but it is not in Shinjuku Ward, but it has been going around in circles around Chuo Ward, Mr. Ott said, he will ask the traffic police to stop the car near Chiyoda Ward, we have to hurry over." ”

..........

"Date kun, please don't waste your time." Nakamura looked at Geng Chaozhong, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, and his tone was very stern.

Half an hour has passed, Geng Chaozhong took the car to Shinjuku District, and after looking for a residence, he went around again, and by now, he had already circled around Chuo District twice, and Nakamura was stupid, and he knew that Geng Chaozhong was simply delaying time.

"Oh," Geng Chaozhong opened his eyes, "Didn't I tell you?" We need to be patient. ”

"But you don't have any direction at all!" Nakamura said angrily.

"How do you know I don't?" Geng Chaozhong pursed his lips, "To tell you the truth, that person has already moved his residence, and my purpose in going around the neighborhood is to judge the foothold he may choose, if you don't believe it, you can take me back." ”

"Date Jun," Nakamura lowered his voice, looked at Geng Chaozhong with compassion and said, "Sato-san ordered, take you out this time, if you don't have anything to gain, you don't have to come back." ”

"You're so stupid, really," Geng Chaozhong also lowered his voice, "You don't know anything, I'm afraid that the person who won't be able to go back will be you, not me." ”

Nakamura's expression froze slightly, and Geng Chaozhong said what he was most worried about.

Until now, Sato-san has not told himself what this Ita-kun is and what he has done to make Sato-san angry - but judging by all the signs, this Ita-kun is undoubtedly a weasel who has broken into the interior of the special high school.

But Nakamura didn't dare to ask, let alone say, he could only mechanically carry out Sato-san's orders.

"Nakamura-kun, why don't I tell you a secret?" Geng Chaozhong looked at Nakamura and smiled mysteriously.

"No, I don't want to know anything," Nakamura shook his head, "but once again, I'll advise Date Kun that you're running out of time, and if you haven't found what you're looking for before sunset, then I'll have to carry out my orders." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not going to joke with my life." Geng Chaozhong looked out the car window.

What is the man at the dock implying and what kind of person is he?

Can you wait for the variables you need?