On a strange willow six hundred meters away from the special high school station, Geng Chaozhong was half-squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep.

A few dog barks came, and Geng Chaozhong opened his eyes and picked up the spear in his hand.

In the circular field of view, all the situations in the courtyard of the special high school station can be seen at a glance.

Two guards guarding the door, three dogs, four motorcycles, and the shadowy lights in the house.

He's been on the tree for almost two hours......

Seeing that the lights in the station were clearly extinguished, Geng Chaozhong's heart also rose and fell.

He was worried about Yun Wei's safety.

Excluding any emotional factors, from the most ruthless logical analysis, if Zhao Lijun wants to live, the most realistic and direct way is to surrender and tell Yun Wei's identity, so that he can not only save his life, but also do not need to kill his subordinates in Shanghai.

Geng Chaozhong could not take this risk.

Therefore, Geng Chaozhong could only take out the treasure at the bottom of his box - the Type 79 sniper rifle from later generations in his hand.

This is a replica of the Dragunov (SVD) semi-automatic sniper rifle in the former Soviet Union, which was officially finalized in 1979 and put into mass production in 1981; During the Lao Son operation, a large number of snipers of our army used this gun to participate in sniper operations against Vietnam.

There was a special shooter who used a Type 79 sniper rifle to set a sniper record of 1300 meters (there are rumors of hitting 1600 meters), the Chinese sniper with the highest record using the gun is still unknown, and the highest person currently declassified is Zheng Jue, a pentathlon shooter of the 8th Company of the 421st Regiment of the 141st Division of the 47th Army, who sniped more than 50 Vietnamese soldiers.

Geng Chaozhong touched the notch on the wooden butt of the gun—it was a "positive" word, but the last stroke was missing.

Every time he killed ten people with this gun, Geng Chaozhong would draw a stroke on the butt of the gun, and by now, the first "positive" character had been drawn four times, and only the last stroke remained.

Today, will there be a chance to make the final stroke?

.......

"Mr. Fang, do you have something to say to me?" In the prison cell, Muto was looking at Zhao Lijun with a smile.

"Well," Zhao Lijun's expression was very calm, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Muto, I have decided to cooperate with you." ”

"Good!" Muto was overjoyed, and slapped his palm suddenly, "Mr. Fang is really a person who knows the times and is a junjie!" With your help, I, Muto, am really fortunate to have three lives! ”

"Mr. Muto is polite!" Zhao Lijun smiled, "But I have a few conditions." ”

"Please!" Muto happily spoke.

"First, keep my family safe, my family is in Shanghai, you must pick up my family as soon as possible." Zhao Lijun said.

"That's no problem, Shanghai is our territory now." Muto gladly agreed.

Surrender his family to himself, this Zhao Lijun is very sincere!

"Second, the brothers who are with me, please let them go." Zhao Lijun spoke again.

"This ....." Muto hesitated, "This is a trivial matter, I promise you that there is no problem, but have you ever thought about it, after these people go back, your safety may be threatened." They're too familiar with your style, and that's not a good thing. ”

"No one understands my style," Zhao Lijun interrupted Muto's suggestion, "please let them go." ”

"Okay, but they are a little injured, I told the doctor to treat them, and as soon as the injuries are healed, I will let them go." Muto replied.

"Yes." Zhao Lijun nodded.

If he doesn't show substantial sincerity, such as before receiving his family, Muto won't really believe in himself, which Zhao Lijun knows very well.

"By the way, Mr. Fang, I have investigated some of your situation before, and I know that you have been in Nanjing before, I want to ask, how big is the current scale of the secret service, and how many talents like you are there?" Muto asked.

"Oh? Are you interested in this? I thought you already knew! The corners of Zhao Lijun's mouth crooked.

He didn't expect that the special high school had such a superficial understanding of the secret service, and it seemed that under the leadership of the department, the secret service did a good job of secrecy.

"Your office has been established for too short a time, and the elites are all from Huangpu, to be honest, our special high school does have a very poor understanding of you, but our understanding of the party investigation office is much more detailed." Muto said very frankly.

"Party Mediation Office?" Zhao Lijun pursed his lips, "That's a dilapidated house with leaky air everywhere, needless to say you, the Red Party has already mothed them into a pile of rags!" ”

"Haha, that's true," Muto also smiled, "I heard that a few years ago, there was a case of a red party nest in the party investigation office, and the heads of several important cities were red party cadres. ”

"That's right," Zhao Lijun nodded, "As for our secret service, there were very few departments at the beginning, and all the personnel were divided into six groups, and these teams were in charge of everything, not only in charge of intelligence, but also in charge of operations, and also in charge of transportation. ”

"And what about your specific identity?" Muto asked.

"Me?" Zhao Lijun smiled, "I am also a team leader, and now I am the acting stationmaster of Beiping Station." ”

"You did a very good job," Muto said with respect on his face, "You are elusive in Beiping, which has caused us a lot of trouble, but now it's okay, we will be a family in the future, and I hope Mr. Fang will give us more advice in the future!" ”

After speaking, he bent down ninety degrees and bowed to Zhao Lijun.

"Mr. Muto is polite," Zhao Lijun also returned the salute, "It is my honor to serve the empire." ”

After the two of them were polite, Muto suddenly patted his head and said:

"Oh yes, I shouldn't have let Mr. Fang stay here, come on!"

A guard walked in from outside.

"Prepare a comfortable room for Mr. Fang, and use the best for all items!" Muto ordered.

"Hey!" The guard said yes and walked out quickly.

"Thank you, Mr. Muto, for taking care of you," Zhao Lijun bowed, glanced at Yun Wei who was guarding the door of the cell, and said in a low voice:

"It's so hot in this cell, I want to go to the yard and walk around, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

"Oh," Muto patted his head, "Okay, no problem, let's go out and talk!" ”

Muto walked to the door of the cell, and was just about to invite Zhao Lijun out, when Yun Wei next to him said in a low voice: "Dazuo, be careful." ”

I don't know why, Yun Wei always felt that Zhao Lijun's performance was a little inappropriate, and he felt that things were a little out of control.

"It's okay, I have full trust in Mr. Fang, you don't have to say much!" Muto glared at Yun Wei fiercely.

Yun Wei had no choice but to make way and escort Muto and Zhao Lijun to the door.

Coming to the courtyard, Zhao Lijun finally showed a smile on his face, he looked at Muto and said in a low voice: "To thank you for taking care of you, I will tell you a big secret." ”

"What's the secret?" Muto had an excited expression on his face.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Lijun's mouth, he looked at Yun Wei who was standing at the door, and was about to speak, only to hear a "bang", a scream sounded, and a bullet followed the predetermined trajectory and accurately shot into Zhao Lijun's forehead!