Chapter 577: Assassination of the First Traitor [5]

This pear wood cabinet is well sealed and no light penetrates.

Although it was dark inside, Zhao Zilong still knew the situation outside with induction.

In less than a bag of cigarettes, the two-dog guard who ran away brought two people back.

When the four two-dog guards lifted the pear wood cabinet, it was like a sedan chair.

"Oops, it's too heavy, it's too heavy." The second dog guard, called the boss, cried bitterly.

As soon as they got out of the utility room, the four of them threw the pear wood cabinet on the ground.

Fortunately, Zhao Zilong sensed it, and he quickly stretched his body inside, so he didn't make a sound.

Subsequently, they called four more people, and now it has become eight people to carry the sedan chair.

At this moment, Zhao Zilong's tense heart relaxed a little.

They carried the pear wood cabinet into Wang Jingfu's office.

As soon as it was placed, a bald man in black civilian clothes walked in and asked the two dog guards, "Where did this come from?" To check. ”

When Zhao Zilong, who was hiding in the pear wood cabinet, heard this, he immediately frowned and tightened his hands.

If they open the cabinet door, they will find themselves.

If you rush out by yourself, it will not be a big problem to escape, but it will definitely attract Wang Jingpseudo's attention and strengthen the defense, and you will have no chance to get in in the future.

What to do?

He couldn't think of the best way to do it for a while, and he was so anxious that his forehead sweated.

"I just carried it to the utility room in the afternoon, so I don't need to check it." At this time, the two dog guards who peed before hurriedly replied.

"Nope." This bald man said this, as if he was from Fujian, and his voice had no accent, only an accent, "Chairman Wang has called from there, saying that it is a call from the special high school soil fat ape Kenji, and there may be assassins sneaking into Nanjing to assassinate in the next few days." ”

"Stabbing?" Suddenly, the two dog guards who were carrying the cabinet opened their mouths wide in surprise.

"Yes." The bald man who was about to check on him didn't seem to be interested in the job at hand, and just wanted to show off his information, "Don't you know yet?" At present, Chairman Wang's sources of intelligence are mainly two channels, one is Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun at No. 76 Jisifeier Road in Shanghai, and the other is the special high school of Tu Fat Ape. ”

"I know, I know." One of the guards seemed to be very good, and immediately said: "It is said that the two people at No. 76 Jisfeier Road were forcibly given to Chairman Wang by the Japanese. Everyone is okay on the surface, but behind the scenes, they do their own thing. ”

"So," the bald man said, "Chairman Wang still believes in the Japanese the most." ”

Zhao Zilong found that those people had not been checked, and he felt a little more relieved, when he heard what these people said, the steel teeth in his mouth creaked somehow: This is China's No. 1 traitor, and he no longer trusts the little traitor around him, so his death is really not far away!

"Ding Ding Ding"

As the two dogs spoke, the phone on the desk rang suddenly.

Everyone was nervous, except for the bald man who had betrayed the message and claimed to check the cabinet.

"You guys get out." He immediately waved his hand and shouted.

The two dog guards hurriedly left.

The bald man picked up the phone slowly: "Hey, this is Chairman Wang's office." ”

"Mercy Mercy!" Then, his voice immediately became respectful. When I heard the call, it must have been a Japanese.

The two of them immediately spoke Japanese, and it seems that this secretary of Wang Jing's pseudo-secretary still has some backgrounds.

Zhao Zilong hid in the cabinet, and couldn't help but look out through the narrow gap, and saw the balding middle-aged man.

Then, the guy answered the phone and walked out.

In a huge office, only Zhao Zilong was left.

Zhao Zilong carefully sensed the surroundings, and after finding that there was no one else, he stabilized and re-checked the guns in his sleeve and on his body.

After that, he cautiously removed the cabinet door a little and made an appointment to check Wang Jing's office.

Judging from its furnishings and style, this is a very examined and slightly feminine office.

If this was the place where Chairman Chiang used to be, now the style is really very different.

It is said that on Chairman Chiang's desk, there is a photo of his mother.

And now, on Wang Jingpseudo's desk, there is a photo of him and his wife Chen Shujun, the ugly bastard. Somehow, Zhao Zilong decided that she was not a good person from the first time he saw Chen Guanjun.

She's a scheming girl. Back then, in order to pursue Wang Jing, who was still in prison, this person even spent several months researching Wang and wrote him more than a pile of love letters.

Until the end, Wang Jingpseudo wrote a "promise" on the love letter, which was regarded as a tacit approval to her.

Through the lights in the office, Zhao Zilong saw the clock on the table, it was just half past nine in the evening, which was basically the same as the time on his watch.

It's time to get off work now, but there is another saying that leaders don't have shifts, and they tend to be absent when they go to work and come when they get off work.

Therefore, Zhao Zilong has great hopes that Wang Jingpseudo will appear at any time.

Just then, another phone call came. In a room next to the office, one immediately popped up to answer the phone.

Zhao Zilong saw that it was still the bald man just now.

This phone call seems to have disrupted something good for the bald man. The second before he answered the phone, he was still swearing and saying something.

However, as soon as the phone rang, the bald man immediately entered the state: "Yes, yes, Chairman Wang, your instructions are my guidelines, routes, plans, and policies, and I will definitely complete the task on time!" ”

After that, as soon as the phone hung up, he scolded again.

Zhao Zilong didn't know much about the swearing words in the vernacular, and he didn't understand these even more.

Through the gap in the cabinet, Zhao Zilong saw a surprising thing.

The photo with his wife Chen Shujun on Wang Jing's pseudo table was removed. It was replaced by a recently taken color photograph.

In the photo, Wang Jing is pseudo-radiant, and the woman next to him is as beautiful as a flower and young.

Zhao Zilong's heart chuckled, could it be that this No. 1 traitor started eating tender grass again? Anything is possible. He had that in mind.

Just then, the door slammed open from the outside.

The bald man who was busy wiping the table was suddenly stunned and hurriedly withdrew.

A middle-aged man who was still handsome, but extraordinarily feminine, walked in with a young woman in his arms.

Zhao Zilong looked at it from the crack in the cabinet door, this is the fucking deity of Wang Jingpseudo!

The real Wang Jingpseudo turned out to be much more handsome than his twin stand-ins! Zhao Zilong thought about it, and secretly took out the pistol again.