Ding—Ding—Ding—

The phone rang suddenly. Who is calling so late? Liu Dada looked at the time, 0:33.

He propped himself up with his left hand and picked up the microphone on the bedside table with his right hand. A hurried and muffled voice came from the other side of the phone: "The centipede has defected!" ”

Syllable.

The phone hangs up. The other party used a voice change, and Liu Dacheng couldn't even distinguish between men and women.

Zhang Qiliang, codenamed Centipede, is the head of the intelligence group of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command. Yesterday afternoon, he was personally led by Wan Lilang, head of the First Operations Division of the No. 76 Agent Headquarters. Niang Xipi, you opened your mouth so quickly?

Once the centipede mutinies, it will inevitably involve Wang Zhong, and Wang Zhong is Liu Dacheng's upline. Hearing the news, Liu Dada broke out in a cold sweat.

Who exactly is calling this call?

Or is the phone itself a trap that someone wants to lure themselves into?

No, it's not. If a veteran agent like Wan Lilang wants to catch a mole, he can easily control himself, and then go through all the torture instruments.

There is only one possibility, the caller really wants to convey a message to Liu Dacheng: The Shanghai Station of the Military Command is about to face a catastrophe!

Strictly speaking, Liu Dacheng is a criminal policeman from the 21st century, who was ordered to go to the southwestern border to arrest fugitives, but the mountain road was steep and the police car fell off a cliff...... When he woke up again, he found that his soul had been worn to the winter of the 28th year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1939.

The name of this body is also Liu Dacheng, and he was absorbed into the Military Intelligence Department when he was still studying in Japan, and he was forced to join the special high class of the Japanese army just after returning from his stay in Japan, and was arranged to work as a liaison officer at the No. 76 Special Service Headquarters.

Excluding the traps set by others, Liu Dacheng feels that he has an unshirkable responsibility, and he must take action tonight!

Outside the window, the courtyard of Agent 76's headquarters was full of shadows and noisy people. Two cars carrying more than 40 members of the team drove out of the gate like ghosts.

Liu Dada took out the Browning M1906 pocket pistol from under the pillow and inserted it into his waist. A few minutes later, he floated out of the window in his nightcoat, grabbed the sewer, used his hands and feet together, and disappeared into the night with a few ups and downs.

Bang! Bang! Tie up! There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Me."

Wang Zhong opened the door and saw Liu Dacheng in a night suit, he was quite surprised, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

"Why are you here?"

"Run. The centipede has mutinied! ”

Liu Da walked on the rolling roof, a straight line distance. And the car in the Operations Division of Agent 76 Headquarters had to go down the street, making many detours and eight turns, but it would have to arrive a little late.

......

Ten minutes later.

Wan Lilang led the action team to surround No. 10 Lijia Lane, and when he rushed in, he found that the building was empty.

One of the team members put his hand into the bed and shouted, "Director, the bed is still hot!" ”

Beside Wan Lilang stood the scarred Zhang Qiliang. From the time he opened his mouth to the time he came to arrest, it took less than an hour before and after, and he even let the target run away. Fools also know that someone must be in front of the ventilator.

"Who, who did this?!"

Wan Lilang's face sank, and the gloomy momentum made the air freeze instantly.

One by one, the members of the action team drooped their heads, like eggplants after autumn.

Zhang Qiliang also felt very lost. Since you have surrendered, you must always hand in a "letter of surrender". Whether it is a military commander or a central commander, it is not monolithic. As long as it is under the banner of "saving the country by curves", it is reasonable to be a traitor.

Zhang Qiliang stared dryly and asked, "Director Wan, Stationmaster Wang didn't run for a few minutes, why didn't you chase after him?" ”

"Chasing? Where to chase? ”

It's the middle of the night, it's pitch black everywhere, and I really don't know where to chase.

Wan Lilang squinted his mung bean eyes and asked gloomily, "Where do you think the king has to go?" ”

Zhang Qiliang shook his head blankly.

Since the establishment of the Agent 76 headquarters, Wang Zhong has been guarding against anyone, and there must be other safe houses, even if he is the head of the intelligence team, he doesn't know.

"Hou San, you take a few people to squat, and the others withdraw."

After a while, the team members boarded the car one after another. Hou San, the captain of the fifth squad, led three team members and ambushed near No. 10 Lijia Lane. The scene in front of him was in full view of Wang Zhong and Liu Da, who were lying on the roof.

Wang Zhong scolded softly "national scolding": "Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu let them have no return." ”

Liu Dada saw what he meant, so he made a gesture, which means that you deal with the two on the left, and I will deal with the two on the right.

Wang Zhong wanted to ask, "Can you do it?" but saw Liu Da like a phantom, jumping off the roof, his steps lighter than that of a tanuki......

Liu Dada came behind Hou San and made a sudden move, his right hand held his chin tightly, his left hand grabbed his head, a 360-degree rotation, a crisp click, Hou San's body collapsed to the ground like cooked noodles. Another member of the team heard a strange noise, and when he looked back, a fierce fist wind blew, and he was violently hit in the temple, and he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Wang Zhongzhong's speed of killing enemies was no slower than Liu Dacheng's. In less than five seconds, two men easily hunted down four agents. To be on the safe side, Liu Dada gave each of them a shot, and the gun hit the eyebrows.

Wang Zhong took a long breath and said goodbye to Liu Dacheng.

"Wait." Liu Dacheng shouted softly: "Did you still plant a shadow on No. 76?" Thankfully, someone called me tonight, or you would have been caught. ”

Wang Zhong hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and admitted: "Yes." ”

"Understood."

Needless to say. It's better not to know what you shouldn't know. I saw Liu Dacheng tiptoe, easily jumped onto the roof, and disappeared in front of Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but shake his head secretly, he thought that he had read countless people, and he was very accurate in seeing people, and even Liu Dacheng, a white-faced scholar, didn't see through it.

Usually, Wang Zhong thought that Liu Dacheng was just a scholar, good at calligraphy, able to draw, understand medical skills, and fluent in Japanese. What he saw tonight completely turned his perception upside down. Liu Dacheng's ability to act, the entire military command Shanghai station is probably unmatched.