"Miss Yuan, since the farewell in Shanghai, your smile seems to be still yesterday, your moving singing seems to be still in your ears, it is really happy to meet you here again!"

With a smile on his face, Ikeuchi welcomed this beautiful woman with a little powder and lightly curly hair into the house.

"Chiuchi-kun, you are too polite, your temperament and demeanor are also impressive."

Miss Yuan gathered the glass rhombus yarn on her head, took lazy and gentle steps, and slowly walked into the room in the pool.

Ikeuchi stared at the elegant figure under the woman's white chiffon skirt, and his face showed a look of fascination - this woman met all the definitions of beauty in his mind, and more importantly, this woman was his perfect partner and partner in Shanghai and Nanjing.

Although, Ikeuchi could not confirm her true identity, at least one thing can be confirmed, both of them served the intelligence agencies of the Great Japanese Empire in the Far East.

And that's enough.

Who could say no to such a beautiful partner? What's more, the beautiful woman in front of her is still a singer in Shanghai who has just become popular, and the dream lover that countless people dream of?

Miss Yuan looked at the simple furnishings in the room and sighed regretfully:

"Chi Nei-kun, your residence in Nanjing is too far from Shanghai, and your hard work for the cause of the empire is really admired by Lixiang."

"Don't dare, don't dare," Ikeuchi bowed, his face becoming serious, "Miss Reika must have an important task when she came here to find me!" ”

"Of course," Miss Yuan smiled like a flower, picked up the delicate kun bag in her hand, and began to grope inside, "the tasks are all here." ”

Miss Reika took out an envelope from Kun's bag and handed it over with a smile, but Ikeuchi was about to reach out and take it, when a bright light suddenly flashed under the envelope, and Ikeuchi's smiling face suddenly froze.

The envelope fell to the ground, and his hands reached back, clutching his throat.

Blood was pouring from his fingers......

"I came here today to tell you," the beautiful lady regretfully put the blade in her hand as thin as a cicada's wings back into her Kun bag, "You are too careless, my task is to send your soul back to your homeland, hometown, and I will forgive you for all your mistakes......."

Miss Yuan turned around, ignoring the slowly falling Ikeuchi Hoo behind her, pushed open the door, and gently left the room.

......

Early the next morning.

A couple who had just woken up in the room on the first floor were doing their usual morning exercises, and the young woman was looking up with her head up, her eyes staring blankly at the gradually spreading red on the ceiling, as if she thought she was hallucinating.

It wasn't until a drop of blood fell on the man's back that the terrible scream resounded through this humble tube building on the side of Hanjiang Road......

The surrounding patrol officers quickly came to find them - in fact, the patrol officers had been investigating the neighborhood since last night, and they were only a step away from reaching the building.

The call quickly reached the Gulou District Police Station, and Geng Chaozhong listened to the shocking news with an expressionless face.

This guy was really killed!

Before Geng Chaozhong, what he was most worried about was this-Ikeuchi Baoxiong resolutely refused to leave, which means that he must have other intelligence channels and cooperation partners in Nanjing, which is completely predictable, the key is, will these people tolerate a guy like Ikeuchi Baoxiong who has been exposed?

Now it is clear that Ikeuchi's accomplices will not tolerate it......

Fortunately, it was not all without gains, at least the news that came back last night showed that Kong Delin was already a turtle in the urn.

Geng Chaozhong yawned, he didn't sleep well for two days and two nights, and he had to go to the scene to see this dead ghost Ikeuchi Baoxiong in a while, it was really helpless!

Standing up and just about to set off, the phone rang again, Geng Chaozhong picked up the phone, and Hao Kefu's excited voice came from the microphone:

"Lao Fang, get it! The guy stole a raft from the big boat and floated down in the night, and we blocked him all night, and finally blocked him in the town of Big Bayou this morning!

That guy is like a ghost, haha! ”

"Okay, bring it back! There is also a result here, that Ikeuchi Hoo, dead! Geng Chaozhong also introduced the situation in Nanjing.

"Dead?" A voice of surprise came from the microphone.

"Yes, it was killed! Don't say much, you come back and talk about it! Geng Chaozhong hung up the phone.

Geng Chaozhong washed his face, cleaned up briefly, and quickly rushed to Hanjiang Road.

Hanjiang Road tube building.

Geng Chaozhong looked expressionlessly at Ikeuchi Baoxiong, who was holding his throat in front of him and curled up on the floor like a shrimp.

The blood that flowed from Ikeuchi seeped down the humble floor to the ceiling on the first floor.

The specific time of death should have been more than six o'clock last night.

According to the clues provided by neighbors and patrol police, at six o'clock that night, a fashionably dressed woman entered the second floor of the building, but soon went out again.

In that building, there are some passing merchants and young people, and the environment has always been complicated, no one cares about the presence of the woman, and no one can even accurately describe the appearance of the woman.

Everyone, all of them could only repeat a few words mechanically: fashionable, pretty, wearing a top hat diagonally, curly hair, and their faces were hidden by tulle.

However, these characteristics can be found in almost any celebrity in Nanjing and Shanghai.

Geng Chaozhong touched his head, and it was obvious that the mysterious woman had realized the danger of Chi Nei's situation, so she killed Chi Nei before he captured him.

He arranged the task at three o'clock, and before six o'clock, Ikeuchi Baoxiong's accomplices already knew about Ikeuchi's exposure, and then made the decision to kill him. This efficiency, compared to the patrol police, I don't know how much higher.

Of course, there is really no way to blame it, after all, the patrol police are looking for people with portraits, and it is reasonable for the Japanese to find out.

At this point, the clue has been completely cut off.

It's a pity that the efficiency of the patrolmen is still a little worse, and if they had been one step earlier last night, maybe that woman wouldn't have had a chance to kill the pool.

However, it is useless to think about this now.

Expecting the patrol to do everything is an illusion, and it would have been nice to be able to provide information.

Besides, to be fair, the efficiency of the Nanjing patrol is already very high, at least not worse than that of the island city.

"Collect the body, clean the house, bring the person back to the police station, and let the servants check the wounds. If you can find any clues about the woman, you can call this number......"

Geng Chaozhong's face was expressionless, and he routinely talked about the aftermath, leaving the phone number at No. 53 Ji'e Lane.

After a long morning, just walked out of Hanjiang Road, a car suddenly stopped beside Geng Chaozhong, Zou Zheng poked his head out of the car and said:

"Fang Tu, Boss Dai wants to see you."