"By chance?" Geng Chaozhong leaned forward, as if discussing a problem with an old friend, and looked at Sato intently.

"In March this year, you opened a friendship organization called 'Yierle Salon' in Beiping, right?" Sato smiled.

"Yes," Geng Chaozhong nodded, "Someone recognized me in Japan?" ”

Geng Chaozhong kind of understands that the problem is what-"Ille Salon" is an environment that needs to be exposed, although he tries to avoid this situation, but there are really many people who have seen himself in "Ille Salon".

"Well, before Kawasaki died, you were taken to the Beiping Special High School Station, where many military police officers saw you, and you probably didn't expect that someone there would return to Japan, and they happened to see you again in Japan." Sato looked at Geng Chaozhong with sympathetic eyes.

"Alas," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "I used to think that China is very big, and Japan is also very big, and it should be a very unlikely thing to meet again in the vast population of hundreds of millions of people." Unexpectedly, such an accidental thing actually happened. ”

"The world is big and it's small," Sato said like an old friend, "Actually, even if someone sees you in Japan, they won't take it seriously." Come to think of it, you have many reasons to come to Japan, don't you? ”

"Yes, as a businessman, it was normal for me to come to Japan, and no one would doubt my identity because of this." Geng Chaozhong sighed.

"The problem is, this person saw you again at the Mitsui Iron Works," Sato's face showed a tangled look, "Sometimes, I regret how nice it would have been if that person hadn't seen you." In that case, you are still my best downline, I am still your most respected boss, and depending on your talent, maybe we can continue like this forever, and we don't even know your identity until we die. ”

"Sounds like a marriage." Geng Chaozhong smiled.

"Haha, Ita-kun, I like the feeling of chatting with you, if you are not Chinese, I think we will become very good friends." Sato's expression was a little complicated.

"Who's that guy?" Geng Chaozhong smiled.

"His name is Nakamura Kitano Nobo, I'm afraid you won't remember this kind of little person," Sato gently picked up the tea and took a sip, "He is a gendarmerie captain of the Beiping Special High School, and on the day Kawasaki died, he led someone to escort you to the special high school station." ”

"Oh, that's a bit impressive." Geng Chaozhong recalled the scene that day, when there was a leading military police captain following behind him, his appearance was very ordinary, and he didn't pay much attention to it at that time.

"After the death of Kawasaki and his adjutant Shirame, the Kanto Agency was furious and handed over the case to me, I asked Kako to check for a while, there were no clues, and Dohihara-san was furious, and all the gendarmes of the Beiping Special High School were transferred back to Manchuria, and this Nakamura Kitano Nobo, who was the only remaining captain of the Beiping Special High School at that time, was also removed from his post and sent back to China." Sato whispered about the ins and outs of the matter.

"Later, when the police town raised a special agent training center, you thought of him." Geng Chaozhong added.

"Yes, he was also one of the instructors of the spy training center, and when you came that day, he recognized you at a sight." Sato said.

"Thank you Sato-san for solving your doubts," Geng Chaozhong stood up and bowed to Sato, "I originally thought that my plan was perfect enough, but now I have discovered that manpower is sometimes poor, and people can calculate the plan itself, but they can't calculate the waves caused by the plan, and this slowly spreading wave will stir up a monstrous wave at a certain moment." ”

"Actually, I can't figure out one thing, why did you kill Kawasaki? When we fight against each other, sometimes it is not always so important to kill the other party's commander. Sato looked slightly puzzled.

"Sato-san, please have tea." Geng Chaozhong poured Sato a cup of tea and dodged the question.

Of course, he couldn't tell Sato that it was my party's order to kill Kawasaki—in a sense, it was Li Qingshan's order that put him in such a dangerous situation.

"Hehe," Sato looked at Geng Chaozhong with a smile, "So far, what do you need to hide from me?" ”

"Kawasaki killed my wife's father." Geng Chaozhong paused and spoke.

"It's not like what a spy should do." Sato had a look of surprise on his face.

"People don't always be right, and besides, I'm too confident." Geng Chaozhong's face was full of regret.

"Forget it, there's no point in pursuing this," Sato picked up his tea and drank it all, "Date kun, these days, you should pray well, pray that Watanabe can escape from Japan, if Watanabe is caught by me, the story between you and me will be over." ”

"You can't catch him, he's my student." Geng Chaozhong replied confidently.

"You just said that people are not always right." Sato smiled.

"Then leave this matter to fate!" Geng Chaozhong stood up, shook the tea powder on his body, and turned to leave.

............

"The fate of a person depends not only on his own struggle, but also on the course of history."

Geng Chaozhong silently recited this sentence in his heart and walked out of Sato's office.

If it weren't for the rampant activities of the Soviets in Tokyo, Inspector Town would not have thought of setting up a "spy training center", and he would not have been sent to Japan, let alone been discovered.

Similarly, if he hadn't killed Kawasaki, even if he was sent to Japan, there would be no risk of exposure.

The process of history and his own "struggle" are skillfully coupled to a point, causing his own exposure, which is also one of the reasons why many predecessors look up to the sky and sigh.

Now that he has fallen into an insoluble dead end, he will not be naïve enough to think that Sato will let himself go so easily, but in the end, he has found a glimmer of life in a desperate situation, and this eerie and terrifying Mitsui Iron Works has become a five-finger mountain that presses on him.

Can he be like Sun Xingzhi and jump out of this cage?

"Instructor Guiwu," a voice came from beside him, interrupting Geng Chaozhong's thoughts, "Are you going to lunch?" ”

Geng Chaozhong looked up at the timid face in front of him and smiled.

"Kasuga, you finally dare to talk to me." Geng Chaozhong looked at the woman in front of him kindly, several months of military training have made this girl in her prime gradually transform into a strong soldier, "When there is no one, you can still call me Mr. Zhou." ”

"Mr. Zhou," the tension on Haruga's face gradually subsided, "I have something I want to ask you. ”

"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong looked around, it was dinner time, and the students had already walked to the cafeteria one after another.

"Well, let's talk while eating, just like we did at Tokyo Normal School." Geng Chaozhong pointed to the restaurant next to him.