The poisonous snake quietly emerges from its hole, the night can cover everything, and the flower of sin in the world will bloom in the darkness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the sixth floor of the New Asia Hotel, Chang Yuqing and Minoru Kusumoto were talking, and on Lafright Road in the French Concession to the west of Shanghai, several sneaky men in black were roaming back and forth in the neighborhood on bicycles.

The Shanghai office of the Second Division of the Military Command Bureau is located in an apartment-style house across the road.

Several black-clothed people, when they were sure that there was no one around, took advantage of the dim light and waved desperately in the direction of the intersection.

After a while, a truck drove quietly, like a ghost, without even turning on the headlights in front of it, and looking at the road by the dim light of the street lamp.

The car slowly stopped at a telephone pole outside the Shanghai office of the Military Control Bureau.

As soon as the car stopped, the cyclists just now quickly gathered around.

I saw a man jump out of the door of the passenger seat of the truck cab, like a small leader, he made a gesture, bent over and commanded the cyclists, as if he was issuing orders to those people.

Soon, several people scattered to the front and rear intersections, hiding in the shadows, watching the wind.

The rest of the people, one of them took down a long bamboo ladder from the car and put it on the telephone pole, and the other was a short, thin monkey-like person, and immediately climbed the bamboo ladder leaning on the telephone pole.

The two men held on to the ladder below, and the thin monkey who climbed up had not taken a few steps, and with his hand stretched back, the people below had already handed him an object that looked like a birdcage.

The thin monkey carried it and quickly climbed to the top of the ladder, and hung the birdcage-like object on the telephone pole with his hands and feet.

Then the thin monkey climbed down the ladder at once, and before he could step on it, another birdcage was handed to him, and so on and so forth, four times.

After hanging the birdcage for the last time, the thin monkey nailed a black cloth with white characters written on it to the wooden pole of the wooden wire, and pulled it hard, and after feeling that it was strong, he removed the cloth cover covering the cage.

Oh my God, it's a head!

There were 4 bloody human heads hanging on the telephone pole!

These heads, their faces were hideous, their facial features had been moved, and dark red blood stained all over their faces, and it could be seen that their heads had been tortured in unimaginable ways before they were cut off.

In early September, although it was night, Shanghai was still a little sweltering, a gust of wind blew, the leaves on the French plane trees on both sides of the road made a rustling sound, and the hanging bird cages emitted a fishy stench, swaying in the dim light.

The thin monkey unintentionally turned his head to look at the birdcage hanging above, and suddenly his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again, and almost fell down the ladder.

Fortunately, the people below were quick and caught him.

"Hurry up, everyone leave quickly!"

As the little leader greeted, the men all lowered their heads, hurriedly put the ladder back into the truck compartment, and climbed into the truck one after another.

There are no stalled trucks. Immediately set off and drove forward.

The truck honked twice, cutting through the hideous night, and a few minions watching the wind in front hurriedly got on their bicycles, or turned around, followed the back of the truck, and rode quickly in the direction of Hongkou.

The dim street lamps still shone on the four human heads swaying and twisting in the wind, and the hot and humid wind seemed to want to take away these unjust souls, but they could only sigh helplessly around them, and leave with a fishy smell.

This is the 'surprise' that Chang Yuqing wants to give to Minoru Kusumoto.

These four heads are the heads of the agents of the North China Region of the Military Command who followed Nanmoto Shilong all the way from Tianjin, and they are all members of Wang Tianmu's action team.

At this time, Chang Yuqing, who was on the sixth floor of the New Asia Hotel, cheekily chased to Minoru Kusumoto's room, and continued to chatter and report his merits while serving diligently.

Minoru Kusumoto seemed to be tired of Sanyu Qing's boastful expressions, and seemed to be tired, he lay down on the large bed in the room, closed his eyes slightly, and waved his hand.

Chang Yuqing immediately closed his mouth and stood still and didn't dare to move, he couldn't guess what this new Japanese leader was thinking in his heart.

The room immediately fell silent, and if a needle fell to the floor, it would be extra crisp.

After a few minutes, Minoru Kusumoto opened his eyes, glanced at Chang Yuqing, who was still standing, and suddenly, Wan'er smiled, as if he had just remembered to care about this minion.

"Chang Jun, please take a seat." He gestured to the single sofa next to him.

The silence just now had made Chang Yuqing's legs tremble, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, so he could only keep wiping it up and down with a handkerchief.

"Chang Jun, don't be polite, you can see that you are very tired in order to catch the subordinates of Wang Tianmu who are following me." Minoru Kusumoto's tone became gentle.

"Okay, you're welcome, you're welcome."

At the insistence of Minoru Kusumoto, Chang Yuqing carefully sat down on the sofa, but he didn't expect that as soon as his buttocks hit the sofa, Minoru Kusumoto suddenly stood up from the bed, he was excited, and quickly left the sofa and stood up in a proper manner.

Staring at Chang Yuqing, Minoru Kusumoto seems to be very proud of his own tricks, treating hooligans, Chinese who have milk and are mothers, just want to capture and indulge.

This is what Minoru Kusumoto has learned over the years in dealing with Chinese who have betrayed their ancestors in various parts of China.

"How's the boss surnamed Gan?" Minoru Kusumoto asked.

"Our men are still interrogating him." Chang Yuqing replied.

"Let's go, let's see." Minoru Kusumoto suddenly had a whim, he wanted to go to the trial in person, and followed his own Wang Tianmu's action team leader all the way.

"Your Excellency Dazuo, please come here!"

Hearing Kusumoto Shiryu's command, Chang Yuqing hurriedly made a gesture of please, and then, after a few quick steps, walked in front of Kusumoto Shitaka to lead the way, and came to take a room opposite the office.

This room is a world away from the room opposite that serves as an office.

Although the size of the rooms is the same, the furnishings in the room make people look creepy.

In the middle of the room, there were a few chairs, with some iron chains wrapped around them, and several pools of undried and slimy black and red blood stains of various shapes were scattered around.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, some of which were dotted in circles, some in the form of jets, and some in the shape of miniature lakes.

There was also a smell of burnt flesh wafting through the air.

On the ground around them, leather whips, buckets, bloodied knives, thick hemp ropes and handcuffs were thrown all over the table, cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor, and the originally exquisite carpet was covered with ugly black holes.

In the corner of the room, there was a mess of empty cans and bottles.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, sweat, alcohol, and rotting food.

It is just a door that separates heaven from hell.

Seeing Minoru Kusumoto and Chang Yuqing walking in, a shirtless thug who was gobbling up pig's trotters and drinking liquor, quickly stood up and made a very funny posture.

His greasy hand holding the pig's trotter just wanted to be raised, wanting to salute like a Japanese soldier, but he couldn't, just holding half a load of pig's trotters, halfway up, grinning wryly, putting his hand on his pants and wiping it.

"Taijun, President......" The thug swallowed the food in his mouth desperately, and reported vaguely.

Minoru Kusumoto took out his handkerchief and gently covered his nose, looking at the scene and the thug, the dissatisfaction on his face was only fleeting.

"Eat, eat, you guys, hard work."

"It's not hard, Taijun!"

"Where's Kimura-kun?"

As soon as Minoru Kusumoto's words came out, a scream of 'ah' came from the bathroom inside, and then the same scream came out, mixed with panting.

Minoru Kusumoto nodded, raised his hand, pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and looked at the thug in front of him.

The shirtless thug nodded desperately.

Minoru Kusumoto smiled, pressed his hand lightly towards the thug, and motioned for him to continue eating his own, ignoring them, and walking directly in the direction of the bathroom.

Chang Yuqing followed behind, and the thug stood until the two men walked into the aisle of the room, then sat down, shook his head, and continued to eat his own.