Umekutsu Takumi can't remember how long it had been since he had seen He Zifeng.

Since the formation of No. 76, he has been very busy, coupled with the secret competition between No. 76, the Mei organ and the gendarmerie headquarters, which is to make him one head and two big.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Mei Kujin thought that he could have a good meal today, at least this morning his gang didn't give himself any moths.

As a result, no one expected that a predator who was calling for wind and rain in Shanghai would come to the Shanghai Dispatch Army Headquarters so unhurriedly, and he was still murderous.

Looking at He Zifeng sitting in front of him, Umekutsu Takumi couldn't help but shake his head, this Chinese in front of him will always bring surprises to people, it is precisely because of his cooperation that he has cooperation with Britain and France and other countries in this regard, which has provided great help for the continuation of the war.

"He Sang, it's your first time coming to the military headquarters, right?"

Looking at He Zifeng's straight face, Mei Jiujin didn't know which one the other party was singing, so he politely handed over a cup of tea: "The green tea in spring this year, Mao Feng, is very good, and I keep it very well." ”

"Thank you, General." He Zifeng took the tea and took a sip, revealing a stiff smile: "It is indeed good tea." ”

Mei Jiujin seemed to be very satisfied with He Zifeng's reaction, but looking at the unnatural look on the other party's face, he couldn't help asking, "I don't know what He Sang came to me for this time?" ”

He Zifeng's body stiffened, and he looked up at Mei Jiujin Takumi who was standing in front of him, and his voice was a little hoarse: "General, you have to be the master for me!" As he spoke, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

This time, it's not He Zifeng acting, but the real sadness from the heart, from the bright side, he is calling for wind and rain in Shanghai, but many people he can't move, and he can't move, even if he wants to avenge his brother, he has to go through the process, and he doesn't guarantee that he can kill the enemy.

This is the same situation not only for him, but for the whole of China, no matter who it is, there will be such a feeling of powerlessness.

His demeanor really frightened Umekutsu Takumi: "He, Hesang, what happened, you just say, as long as I can do it, I will do my best, you must know that we are partners and are in the same boat, I can't watch you have an accident, so please say it directly!" ”

He Zifeng let out a long sigh, and finally settled down, and then said, "General, my people were killed on Haihua Road last night. ”

"What? Someone from the Green Gang was killed? ”

Umekutsu Takumi's ass just touched the sofa, and when he heard the news, he couldn't help jumping up directly, he knew very well in his heart that He Zifeng was a very calf protector, and it could be seen from the escort group he formed.

In this era of no faith, the friendship between people is the least trustworthy, today you are friends, tomorrow you may fight for a little profit, betrayal, betrayal, betrayal, these are commonplace.

But He Zifeng is different, he not only firmly controls the armed forces of the Green Gang, but also controls more than half of the economic resources, although he is still the head of the Star Hall, but everyone knows that it is the unwritten rule of the Green Gang that the gang leader candidate is from the Star Hall, and He Zifeng is the person with the highest voice.

The seventh master has washed his hands in a golden basin, but he still has the title of president of the public security peacekeeping association, although the matter of the green gang is not asked, but He Zifeng told him everything, and part of the profits also went into the pocket of the seventh master, although he is not in the green gang, but He Zifeng is his New Year's worship.

On the surface, He Zifeng is operating, but people with a little common sense know that the seventh master is still the one behind the scenes.

Another way of thinking, even if the Qing Gang is replaced by any other person, it will not be able to protect the Seventh Master as well as He Zifeng.

Many people say that He Zifeng is Cao Cao, coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, only those who know the inside story will scoff at this, you know, He Zifeng can have his current status, it is all given by the Seventh Master, and it was given to him for nothing.

But He Zifeng did not forget his roots, he returned to the Seventh Master, more, from the mansion that the Seventh Master changed, it was 3 times larger than the original Jin Mansion, and it occupied half a block.

People who don't forget their roots are short-sighted, so Mei Jiujin Takumi knows very well in his heart that He Zifeng can offer the seventh master who took his position as a bodhisattva, and then he is definitely not far from his subordinates, you see that now, the Qing Gang has killed two people, and he, the heir of the ironclad gang leader, has come in person.

On the other hand, Mei Jiujin Takuhai's heart jumped a few times, the people of the Green Gang were killed, what was He Zifeng doing here? Not all fools understand that this matter may have nothing to do with their own side.

"People have already come to the door, so you can't stop taking a stand, right? Let's figure things out first, this justice has to be given to He Zifeng, alas! ”

Thinking of this, Takumi Umekutsu sat down again, and the expression on his face was a little unnatural: "That...... He Sang, the Qing Gang is dead, you come to me, do you think this matter has something to do with my Great Japanese Empire, don't worry, if there is conclusive evidence, I think that with my identity, I can definitely give you justice. ”

As soon as Mei Jiujin Takuhai's words fell, He Zifeng threw a few photos on the coffee table with a "snap": "General, this is what you said, you can take a look at these photos first." ”

Puzzled, he took one of them, and Umekutsu Takumi looked at it carefully, and there was a muddy path on it, and on the ground near the corner of the wall, there was a regular shape.

Although the shape is regular, but it is very strange, Umekuzu Takumi connected all the photos together, carefully counted, a total of 27 rows, each row is two small rectangles, and the interval between them is also very neat, only about 10 centimeters.

This made Umekutsu Takumi very puzzled: "He Sang, what are the traces of these rows of rectangles?" There are two in a row, and each row is about ten centimeters apart, which is really difficult to distinguish at this time. ”

He Zifeng's eyes burst out: "General, it's still hard to distinguish?" It's probably the best thing to identify, and I'm sure it's not used in any other country except for the Japanese. ”

Mei Kutsu Takumi was blindfolded, he knew that He Zifeng was not the kind of person who was unreasonable, but he really couldn't think of anything that could leave such traces, and this thing was only used by the Japanese.

"Hesang, don't you play dumb riddles, okay?" Takumi Umekutsu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He Zifeng didn't speak, he glanced at Takumi Umekutsu, and then turned his gaze to the coat rack next to the bookcase.

Umekutsu Takumi was very puzzled, he followed He Zifeng's gaze to the coat rack, and then his gaze moved downward, but with that movement, his eyes instantly widened.