"Yes, Vice-Captain." The members of the several action teams behind him stood up and saluted loudly, and then followed Feng Muhua to the house rented by Xuefeng's assistant.

This house is nothing special, it is a common residential house in Hangzhou, but it is slightly smaller than the previous one. After all, the disguised identities of these two Japanese spies are buddies, and they are not suitable for renting a big house to live in, and it can also be seen from this point how difficult the Japanese spies are to deal with, and they refuse to neglect every detail.

Feng Muhua led people to the house shared by the two assistants, and there were also several members of the action team guarding here, and when they saw Feng Muhua coming, they immediately saluted him and said, "Hello vice captain!" ”

Feng Muhua put his hands behind his back, nodded slowly, and asked mechanically as usual: "Have you found anything in the past few days?" ”

The members of the squad stood up straight and replied with a straight face: "Report to the deputy captain, nothing has been found, these people have cleaned up the house and left us no valuable clues." ”

This result was within everyone's expectations, and it was not a mistake on their part, so they were justified and not afraid at all.

From the moment he entered the door, Feng Muhua knew that this yard would not search for anything valuable, first of all, this yard was very simple, it can be said to be clear at a glance, if there were any valuable clues, the members of the action team would have searched out and reported it, and they didn't have to wait for themselves to come at all.

Secondly, this courtyard is where the assistants of the Japanese spy Xuefeng live, and the assistants will not know too many things, so it is even more impossible to leave valuable clues.

All this was expected, Feng Muhua not only felt a little disappointed, did he really come in vain today? Is this really the end of the case? Could it be that if you put so much effort into risking your life to arrest someone, you can only get a commendation and a thousand dollars?

Feng Muhua was very unwilling, his face turned blue all of a sudden, he ignored his subordinates, and walked into the room of the two assistants with his hands behind his back.

The furnishings of the room are even simpler, a table, a few chairs, the table is full of teacups and teapots and other daily necessities, the tea they drink is very ordinary, it is the tip of the hair that southerners generally like to drink, and there is only half a box, it must have been bought to drink it for itself, there is nothing suspicious. In addition, there are three bottles of white dry wine, one bottle has been opened, and it has gone down a little, and the other two bottles have not even moved, and there is a layer of ash on them, which seems to have been put for some days. In addition, there are some daily necessities.

As for their bedroom, it is even simpler, one bed for one person, plus a dilapidated wardrobe, which are some daily necessities, exactly the same as the furnishings in the homes of ordinary Hangzhou citizens, and there is no difference.

In such a room, there must not even be a clue like the book that Xue Feng used to make a draft just now, Feng Muhua just took a cursory look and left, staying in such a room is also a waste of time, and he will definitely not be able to find any valuable clues.

Feng Muhua not only felt quite disappointed, it seems that this trip has come in vain, although he also had the mentality of Sima as a live horse doctor before he came, but from the deepest part of his heart, he still hopes that he can go through shit luck again and dig out valuable clues, now it seems that his dream is shattered, and God does not want to favor him a second time.

Feng Muhua pretended to circle around these two houses again, then lost interest in them, put his hands on his hands, and said lightly with the dignity of an officer: "These two places are very important, you must guard this place well, and no one is allowed to approach without the permission of me and Captain Zhao." ”

"Yes, please rest assured that the deputy captain will obey the order!" The members of the action team stood in a military posture to Feng Muhua together, saluted a military salute, and said loudly.

Feng Muhua didn't speak, just nodded lightly, and then turned to leave. Because he had already told the captain Zhao Junbi that he was going out on a mission today, he didn't go back to the station, but drove straight home. Anyway, there is nothing to do in the team recently, and when there is no task in the team, the car is his personal property, and he can drive wherever he wants, which is the prerogative of the officer.

When enjoying the privileges given to him by this era, Feng Muhua did not feel a trace of guilt in his heart, but felt a faintly refreshing feeling. This is probably the root of people's inferiority, and every time they take advantage, they will feel very happy, regardless of whether they should take advantage or not.

At this time, the municipal construction of Hangzhou City was still very poor, far from the style of the international metropolis of later generations, at most it was a blue brick cement road, and the road was very narrow, compared with the wide streets of later generations, I don't know how bad it was. In addition, the traffic at this time is very chaotic, there is no motorized lane and non-motorized lane on the road, whether it is a car, a rickshaw or a horse-drawn carriage, and pedestrians are all moving together, the road is chaotic, and the car must not drive fast.

Feng Muhua hung up a slow gear, slowly and leisurely drove home, thinking about the case as he walked, this case can be said to be a dead case when it has developed so far. The most critical clue is that the Japanese spy Xuefeng is dead, and he doesn't know anything if he catches him alive.

The organizational structure of the Japanese spy group is very tight, under normal circumstances, there is no horizontal connection between the two moles, and they certainly do not know each other, only the head of the spy group, the carrier pigeon, knows the information of all the people in the group. It can be said that as long as this carrier pigeon is caught, it is equivalent to cracking a full Japanese spy team. Since the last time he saw the torture methods of this era, Feng Muhua didn't believe in the spirit of bushido, he knew that even if the gods came to the Military Intelligence Department, he would have to say whatever he was asked to say.

However, the head of the Japanese spy, Xue Feng, was already dead, and he thundered himself in the street, and before committing suicide, he shouted: "Long live the Great Japanese Empire, long live the Emperor!" "It's like telling people that he's a Japanese spy.

I have to say that this Japanese spy's mind is still quite flexible, and his purpose in doing this is to save himself from the pain of flesh and skin, and secondly, to report to his accomplices, and tell his accomplices through the mouths of Hangzhou citizens that the Japanese spy who was locked by the Hangzhou Station of the Military Intelligence Department committed suicide, and all the secrets were taken underground by him, so that they can lurk with peace of mind and do not have to worry about being exposed.