Seeing Lu Chengzhou's sudden visit, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was unprepared.

Ever since Lu Chengzhou sent him to the Garden Gendarmerie, he has always had a good impression of Lu Chengzhou.

"It's rude to come to the door for the first time and forget to bring a gift." Lu Chengzhou bowed to Miyamoto Qing and said with an apologetic expression.

"I'm glad you can come, there is no need for gifts." After Miyamoto cleared the door, he led Lu Chengzhou inside.

"Kiyokun Miyamoto likes to drink?" Lu Chengzhou smelled a strong smell of wine from Miyamoto Qing's body.

"I like to have a drink after work." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said with a smile.

"Does Kiyokun Miyamoto live alone?" After Lu Chengzhou entered, he secretly observed, from the shoes at the door, to the furnishings of the room, to the placement of daily necessities, he estimated that Miyamoto Qing should live alone.

"yes, next year, maybe I'll be able to bring my wife here." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said proudly.

The Japanese army has already occupied a large part of China, and it is believed that it will not be long before the whole of China will be Japanese.

At that time, all Chinese will be second-class citizens, and if they become slaves of the Japanese, they will be able to live a happy life.

"I suggest you don't bring her here." Lu Chengzhou said suddenly.

Ever since he entered the house, he has been looking for ways to create unexpected scenes.

Soon, he discovered a suitable place: a sake bottle on the edge of a tatami mat.

It was a glass bottle more than a foot high, which was already empty, and was casually thrown there by Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"Why?" Miyamoto Kiyoshi saw Lu Chengzhou walking towards the tatami mat and followed suit.

"Because it's not necessary." Lu Cheng turned his head and smiled mysteriously.

Miyamoto Kiyoshi was talking, Lu Chengzhou suddenly moved, he hooked his right foot, grabbed the back of Miyamoto Kiyoshi's neck with his left hand, and grabbed his arm with his right hand and pressed it down.

Although Miyamoto Qing also received military training, Lu Chengzhou's grappling and fighting skills improved by leaps and bounds when he was in Hangzhou Xiongzhenlou.

The short and stout Miyamoto Qing didn't have time to react in the face of Lu Chengzhou, who was still modest just now.

He only felt that he was crashing into the tatami mat at a great speed.

However, his face did not touch the tatami mat very much, and the first thing that came to him was the Adam's apple.

Lu Chengzhou's left hand was forced, not only making Miyamoto Kiyoshi accelerate towards the tatami mat, but also adjusting the direction in the air, so that Miyamoto Kiyoshi's Adam's apple accurately touched the mouth of the sake bottle.

"Click."

This is the last voice Miyamoto Kiyoshi heard in this world.

Lu Chengzhou began to clean up his traces, he was a graduate of the police training school, and knew how to erase his traces.

Finally, he felt Kiyoshi Miyamoto's pulse again, probed his snort, and made sure that he was dead before taking the door and leaving.

After walking out of Suma Street, Lu Chengzhou recruited a rickshaw and went straight to the French Concession.

And after arriving at the French Concession, transfer to a rickshaw.

"Go to a Parisian bar." After Lu Chengzhou got into the car, he told the coachman to go to the bar.

In the car, Lu Chengzhou began to regain his appearance.

The reason why I went to the bar was also to create an alibi.

Paris Bar is a relatively high-end bar in the French Concession, where drinking parties are held every day, and the upper class of Haigu likes to come here to socialize.

"Cheng Zhou, when did you come?"

Lu Chengzhou just went in and ordered a glass of wine at the bar, just happened to run into Wen Jingzai.

"It's a minute." Lu Chengzhou met an acquaintance and was very happy.

Moreover, Lu Chengzhou drank two glasses of wine, and when he was about to leave, he ran into Miao Guangyuan again.

Miao Guangyuan was in the image of an anti-Japanese activist, and he often went in and out on various occasions, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would promote his anti-Japanese ideas.

It's just that the two didn't speak, just greeted each other with their eyes.

On this occasion, it's better for them not to say hello.

When Lu Chengzhou returned home, Toyoichi Takahashi and the people from the extra high class were squatting outside No. 5 Yingkou Road.

Zhang Sichang also stayed with them with two barrels of kerosene.

As long as the person who lives in No. 5 comes back, Zhang Sichang will deceive the door.

However, by twelve o'clock in the evening, Ma Wenxiang was nowhere to be seen, and no one else returned.

"Squad leader Takahashi, I guess I won't be back tonight." At half past ten, Zhang Sichang knocked on the door with two barrels of kerosene.

However, there was no response inside.

There was a tree at the door, Zhang Sichang climbed up and looked at it, and it was indeed pitch black inside.

But he didn't dare to go in, and if the house was marked with a special mark, he climbed in, but instead it was a warning to the underground party.

"Let's go back." Toyotachi Takahashi sighed.

I originally thought that I would be able to gain something at night, but I didn't expect that I would be busy in vain.

Every time he was disappointed, Takahashi Yuichi was even more resentful of Zhang Sichang.

Every time Zhang Sichang was holding some specious information, which not only exhausted the people in the special high class, but also made him more and more irritable.

The people in the special high class returned to No. 22 Comber South Road, and Zhang Sichang had to send kerosene back.

Otherwise, tomorrow morning, Ma Wenxiang suddenly went to the Daxing grocery store to pick up the goods, wouldn't he have slipped away again.

"Tonight, you and Zhang Guanglin live in the grocery store, and you can only leave tomorrow when my people arrive." Toyoichi Takahashi admonished.

His men kept watch for a day, and it was very hard.

But just in case, Zhang Sichang can be asked to stay in the Daxing grocery store.

"Yes." How dare Zhang Sichang say more? The information was provided by him, and Ma Wenxiang did not appear, so he had no way at all.

After the people of the special high class left, Zhang Sichang carried two barrels of kerosene and took a rickshaw back to No. 24 Road.

After arriving at the Daxing grocery store, Zhang Sichang was about to go in, when suddenly, a car stopped beside him.

The one sitting in the car was Ma Wenxiang, who had been waiting for a day.

"Boss Zhang, I'm really embarrassed, I've just finished busy." Ma Wenxiang said embarrassedly.

"Mr. Ma, you're really a busy man." Zhang Sichang said with a wry smile.

I waited for him in Yingkou Road for a day, but I didn't expect Ma Wenxiang to suddenly come to the grocery store again.

If you had known, wouldn't you have been able to keep watch at the grocery store?

Ma Wenxiang stretched out his hand to take over the two barrels of kerosene and took out another banknote to Zhang Sichang.

"Boss Zhang, this is to compensate for your loss, I'm really sorry." Ma Wenxiang quickly sat back in the rickshaw, and before Zhang Sichang could speak, the rickshaw had already pulled him away.

If it weren't for the extra banknote in his hand, Zhang Sichang would have suspected that he was dreaming.

After Ma Wenxiang left, Zhang Sichang quickly recruited a rickshaw and hurriedly followed.

If it is during the day, it is relatively easy to keep up with Ma Wenxiang.

But at night, in the blink of an eye, there is a risk of losing the target.

He was two minutes late, and he could only walk by feeling.

The rickshaw that Ma Wenxiang was riding in did not have a car number, and the driver did not wear a vest with a car number.

After Zhang Sichang lost his trace of Ma Wenxiang, he found a public phone and reported it to Toyoichi Takahashi urgently.

"Yaga!"

Toyoichi Takahashi was so angry on the phone that he screamed.

He already had a ball of anger in his heart, but he didn't vent it.

Zhang Sichang trembled and went to the gendarmerie detachment, and as soon as he walked in, he was slapped by the angry Takahashi Toyoichi more than a dozen times one after another.

In the end, Toyoichi Takahashi simply kicked Zhang Sichang in the chest, and violently pulled out a katana, ready to cut Zhang Sichang in two.

"Squad Leader Takahashi spares my life, I am loyal to the imperial army." Zhang Sichang saw the raised katana, revealing a cold cold light, and was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged Toyoichi Takahashi's thigh and begged for mercy.

"We were led by Ma Wenxiang all day long." Takahashi Yuichi kicked hard and shook off Zhang Sichang.

He regretted it now and should have listened to Lu Chengzhou's words.

If this operation had been handed over to the intelligence room, it would not have been seen as a joke.

When it was almost dawn, Toyoichi Takahashi suddenly received a call from the Ministry of Industry Bureau, informing him that Takahashi was on fire.

Takahashi Yuyo was shocked, Takahashi Foreign Bank was an intelligence station he had just set up, mainly engaged in department stores, with a variety of varieties and complete goods, and invested thousands of yuan.

When Takahashi Yutaka and his subordinates rushed to Takahashi Yoko, the entire Takahashi Yoko had been burned to ashes.

"What is this?" Toyoichi Takahashi walked in and suddenly saw a bucket at the door, with a familiar style.

"It's kerosene drums, and we suspect it's a deliberate arson." Wen Xiufeng suddenly walked over, he was notified, and the case was handed over to him.

"This is what the Communist Party did, you should be in the concession, Xiao Qing all the Communist Party!" Yuyoichi Takahashi said loudly.

"What about the evidence?" Wen Xiufeng asked.

He doesn't have a good impression of the Japanese.

The shooting at Fushun-ri on Atsuhashi Road was obviously committed by Toyoichi Takahashi's men.

That case was also handled by Wen Xiufeng.

At that time, he received an anonymous letter saying that the murderer was Miyamoto Kiyoshi of the military police detachment, and he was currently living in the Japanese concession.

Wen Xiufeng was also ready to go to the Japanese concession to arrest the murderer, however, the report was typed and thrown back.

The detectives of the British Concession did not have the right to arrest people in the Japanese Concession.

If Miyamoto Qing came to the British Concession, Wen Xiufeng could arrest him at any time.

"This kerosene drum is proof of that." Toyoichi Takahashi said angrily.

He finally understood that Ma Wenxiang wanted to buy kerosene for something, just to burn his foreign business.

"Let's talk about it." Wen Xiufeng took out a small notebook.

"I'll find out about it myself." Toyoichi Takahashi suddenly stopped, these things involve confidentiality, how can he tell Wen Xiufeng.

"In fact, when a fire first breaks out, there is a chance to extinguish it. However, the person next to him, after learning that it was a Japanese foreign company that started the fire, carried the bucket of water and immediately poured out the water. Wen Xiufeng said slowly.

"These people, they will all pay the price." Toyoichi Takahashi roared.

After Lu Chengzhou went to work, he "knew" about the fire in Gaoqiao Foreign Bank.

He didn't have time to make his rounds, so he quickly entered the gendarmerie detachment from No. 20 South Comberton Road and confirmed the matter to Ryoichi Nakayama.

"Why is this happening?" Lu Chengzhou said in surprise.

"Toyoichi Takahashi estimated that the Communist Party did it." Ryoichi Nakayama said slowly.

Yesterday's incident, he also heard that Ma Wenxiang played Toyoichi Takahashi around.

Not only did he buy three barrels of kerosene, but Takahashi was also burned clean by these three barrels of kerosene.