Just when several bigwigs were arguing with each other, in a Japanese-style house near Embassy Road, several young people with fierce expressions and cold eyes were surrounding a simple operating table.

On the operating table, there was a wounded man whose lower body was stained red with blood, and a doctor in white clothes and white hat next to him was nervously performing the operation.

"How's it going?"

Seeing that the doctor took out two shiny bullets from the wounded's legs, a leading man in a gray suit next to him asked, speaking authentic Japanese.

"The bullet was taken out, but the injured part was at the base of the thigh, which is a dense area of blood vessels and nerves, and I am afraid that it will have to be amputated."

The doctor also replied in Japanese.

These people are all Japanese!

"It's like this, Miss Yae Sakura, how do you explain it?" Someone next to him asked.

"We've done our best, and we're not hurting anyone," said the leader of the lead, "and we'll do our best to heal him, and wait for someone to pick him up." ”

On the hospital bed, the seriously injured "You Wusoul" was still in a coma, but when he heard the conversation of several people next to him, his eyelids seemed to move, and soon, he tilted his head and "took the initiative" to fall asleep again, obviously, in a short time, he would not wake up again.

On the street outside the embassy road, a man and a woman were strolling along the street, a man with a lofty spirit, a suit and leather shoes, a foreigner, but a woman was petite and delicate, wearing a white dress and gauze skirt - this is the common dress of foreign ministers and ladies on the embassy road.

"Who's that guy?" The woman spoke soft Japanese.

"A friend who is very helpful for my future." The man replied.

"I've heard that he's a communist." The woman's voice was still calm.

"That's right, he's a communist," the man's voice was equally calm, "his status within the Communist Party is very important, and he is the head of the underground party in Nanjing." ”

"Do you want to penetrate the Communist Party through him?" The woman asked.

"I have this idea," the man replied, "you know, our special high school has not succeeded in breaking into the CCP so far, and this is an opportunity, an opportunity that we have to grasp." ”

"Yes," Yae Sakura nodded, "killing him won't help the cause of our empire, keeping him can take the opportunity to infiltrate the Communist Party, and at the same time, it can also create contradictions within the Nanjing government." ”

"By the way, I also found out two pieces of information, we have two secret spies lurking in Nanjing, exposed." Geng Chaozhong said.

"Who?" Codenamed Yae Sakura, Kitahara Kako, whose pseudonym is Yuan Lixiang, suddenly changed her face.

"Ma Shaowu, head of the Shanghai Operations Section of the Party Investigation Office, his real name is Shi Hong Jimei, and another is a person from the Nanjing Military Police Headquarters, and I am still investigating the specific situation." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"That's it!" Kitahara Kako's face was cloudy, and after a while, she spoke, "Do you need to evacuate?" ”

"There is no need for the time being, these two people are only in the hands of Dai Yunong, and the party investigation office does not know yet, and there is no danger for the time being, but no one knows when Dai Yunong will do it." Geng Chaozhong replied.

These two Japanese spies were deceived by Geng Chaozhong from Tong Gu Wenming's mouth, and the other was Gu Sheng, the head of the special high group of the Nanjing Military Police Headquarters, whose Japanese name was Taro Tanida.

These two people, who didn't choose to report to Sato at the time, are now throwing out one, which can effectively disguise their identity as Momiji, proving that they are lurking in the secret service and have not eaten dry rice.

"Okay, this situation is very important, I will report it to the above." Kitahara Kako realized the seriousness of the problem, and after thinking for a moment, Kitahara Kako asked again:

"By the way, what is your status in the Secret Service now?"

"You don't need to know," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "The specific identity, I have already reported to Sato Daisa." ”

"Okay!" Kitahara Kako nodded helplessly, originally thinking that with the relationship between the two, Date Jun should not hide it from her, but it seems that Date Jun is obviously a guy who doesn't recognize people when he puts on his pants.

"By the way, when are you going back to Shanghai?" Geng Chaozhong suddenly asked with a smile.

"I'll go back immediately, you know, the day after tomorrow is the emperor's birthday, and General Shirakawa Yoshinori is going to hold a military parade in Hongkou Park, so I have to go back quickly."

Kitahara Kako also had a sweet smile on her face when she heard that Date Jun cared about her.

"Okay, I originally wanted you to stay a few more days," Geng Chaozhong spread his hands, "It seems that we have to wait another day." ”

"It's really not going to work this time," Kako Kitahara smiled more and more sweetly, "However, on the 15th of next month, I have a concert at the Shanghai Great World Song and Dance Hall, and you have to go to the show!" ”

"Okay, I'm going to do it." Geng Chaozhong also smiled.

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't miss me!"

Kitahara Kako stood on tiptoe, kissed Geng Chaozhong on the cheek, and walked away lightly.

Geng Chaozhong shook his head and looked at the back of Kitahara Kako, but there was a cold light in his eyes - April 29th, the anniversary of the emperor's birth!

........

53 Chicken Goose Lane.

"Where's your section chief?" Dai Yunong walked into his own territory with brisk steps.

"I went to Huasheng Daily, Mu Youan's previous call was there, it should be a transfer station of the Communist Party, and Section Chief Fang went in person." The agent on duty at the door replied.

"Hmm."

Dai Yunong nodded, and didn't care - there was a dispute in the rest of the house today, and he could be said to have won a big victory, and the principal spoke, and the secret service was not only responsible for intelligence against Japan, but also had the right to monitor the actions of the Communist Party across the country.

This authorization is tantamount to dividing most of the power of the party mediation office, although it did not catch You Wusoul, but he dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the party mediation office, and also gained Cao Guangyuan, an ally, and his power in Nanjing became more and more stable!

In this soulless event, I am the big winner in the end!

As for Mu Youan, a small female communist, what about selling Cao Guangyuan a favor?

What's more, this woman is a time bomb, as long as she is by Cao Guangyuan's side for a day, Cao Guangyuan will not be able to escape suspicion!

Thinking of this, Dai Yunong can be said to be open-minded, he closed the office door, proudly opened the gramophone in the office window, and in the phonograph, Hu Die's familiar singing voice came:

"After parting tonight, when will you come again?"

........

In the Japanese-style house on Embassy Road, Lin Musen had already woken up, and sitting next to him was Geng Chaozhong, who was full of concern.

"Don't look at it, I'm already dead."

The muscles on Lin Musen's face were still trembling uncontrollably, and the severe pain made him unable to control his body's reaction at all, but his eyes flashed with happiness. He looked at Geng Chaozhong, his eyes full of expectation:

"Comrade Koi, this time you have successfully defused Cao Guangyuan's crisis and protected our Far Eastern transportation line to the Soviet Union, which can be described as a great contribution. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I am old and can't keep up with the times, everything in Nanjing in the future still depends on you young people! ”

"What, you're leaving?" Geng Chaozhong asked.

"Can I stay like this?" Lin Musen sighed, "Since Comrade Nanfei left Nanjing and handed over all this to me, I have really walked on thin ice, and for more than a year, I have lived every day with trepidation, for fear that something will go wrong and betray the trust of the party and Comrade Nanfei." ”

"You've done a great job." Geng Chaozhong couldn't help sighing.

"However," Lin Musen suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Geng Chaozhong's palm, and looked directly at Geng Chaozhong, "Now it's okay, I have finally found a qualified successor." ”

"What?" Geng Chaozhong's heart jumped suddenly.

"A specter, the specter of communism, roams Europe. For the sake of the sacred encirclement of this spectre, all the powers of old Europe, the Pope and the Tsar, Metternich and Guizot, the radicals in France and the police in Germany, were united. ”

Lin Musen recited the first sentence of the Communist Manifesto with emotion, and then held Geng Chaozhong's hands tightly with both hands, and said categorically:

"From now on, you are, Wandering Soulless!"