Chapter 31: The President of the Black Dragon Society

Next. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoIwaoka Co., Ltd. in Shanghai.

On the surface, Iwaoka Co., Ltd. is just an ordinary Japanese Chamber of Commerce, but in fact, it is a branch of the Black Dragon Society in Shanghai, and it is a contact point for the spies of the Black Dragon Society.

Every time I step here, Iko Sakai feels like Izuko is weighing a thousand pounds under her feet. Thinking of the stern father and the house that terrified her, she couldn't help but pause, but finally pushed the door open.

Sakai Izuko's father, who is also the president of the Black Dragon Society, sat on the kneeling mat, holding the teapot in his hand and slowly poured himself a cup of hot tea, and asked in a flat tone, "......Are you here?"

"Yes, father." Sakai Izuko took off her shoes and walked onto the tatami mat, turned around and knelt down to close the door.

"Last night, you chased the man in black in the Ding Mansion?" Ryohei Sakai put down the teapot and took a sip of the teacup in his mouth.

Hearing this, Sakai Izuko turned around and walked to the kneeling mat opposite him, knelt down, and nodded: "Yes, father." ”

"Didn't catch up? Or ......" He put down the teacup, and looked at Sakai Izuko opposite with a blandly look in his dove eyes: "Deliberately let it go." ”

"Iko doesn't dare!" Sakai Izuko lowered her head to explain, but she was uneasy in her heart. She knew her father's gaze too well, and the calmer she was, the more it proved that the anger in his heart at this time had reached the extreme.

She hurriedly said, "It's too dark, I can't see clearly." ”

"Oh? Really? With your skills, you won't be able to catch up with the man in black? ”

"Her ability is far better than mine, I'm sorry, father, it's all incompetent!" As she spoke, Sakai Iko folded her head with her hands on it and gave a nervous salute.

Ryohei Sakai lowered his eyes and looked at her, there was no trace of pity or pity in his eyes, only the strictness of his boss to his subordinates.

"Let's get up first!"

"Yes, father." Sakai Iko slowly sat up straight, but still hung her head and didn't dare to look at the other party's gloomy eyes.

"Just now, the laboratory department has called Commander Yoshida, and after examination, it has been determined that the deceased at the scene of the crime is Bai Lan's secretary - Tang Xue."

"Tang Xue?" Hearing his words, Sakai Iko was a little surprised, and the time I met by chance at the banquet came to my mind, I really didn't expect that there would be so many secrets hidden behind such an innocent and beautiful face. Thinking of the dark shadow she was chasing that night, she suddenly doubted the person in her heart again.

"Since Tang Xue is Bai Lan's secretary, do you think she will be the man in black?"

"Nope! Father! I don't think it's going to be her. Sakai Iko didn't express her suspicions, maybe she was still nostalgic for her former friendship! She chose to hide it.

Hearing this, Ryohei Sakai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a calm tone, "How can you be sure it's not her?" ”

"Last night, I saw her and Fukuyama-kun spending the night together in the room."

"Really?" Ryohei Sakai said and slowly stood up, walked to the side of the shelf, took the bamboo knife, and said as he walked: "I remember I once said that seeing is not necessarily believing, and hearing is not true, you ...... Have you forgotten! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a swishing sound of breaking wind, and the heavy bamboo knife hit Sakai Izuko's thin back hard, and the sudden pain made her can't help but snort, and her body couldn't help leaning forward, but she quickly sat up straight again.

Again and again, the cruel whipping fell on her back, without a trace of emotion and pity. However, after a dozen strokes, her back was already wet and sticky, emitting a faint amount of blood, and the corners of her mouth were oozing red blood, but Sakai Izuko didn't make a sound.

Growing up, every time she made a mistake, she would be greeted by this whiplash, and she was used to this kind of life.

Cold sweat continued to drip down her clenched fists, but the whipping behind her continued, and there seemed to be no end in sight......

The autumn wind rolls up the leaves, driving countless depressions and coldness, like flying flowers dancing, and the prosperity is gone.

In the afternoon, Kodama Agency, Deputy Chief's Office.

Masatake Fukuyama stood in front of the window, holding a hot teacup in his hand, looking down at the poignancy of the fallen leaves, and a little peace in his heart. The thought that everything was already on trajectory finally relaxed a lot of tense nerves.

Bell Bell ......

The sound of a knock on the door brought him back to reality again, and he said in a deep voice, "Please come in." ”

Midaiko Suzuki took a folder and handed it to him: "Deputy Director, this is a secret message from Tokyo." ”

Put the teacup by the window, take the folder, open it, and it turned out to be a secret message from Takahashi Tomokazu: The military department has recruited many comfort women from the mainland, and they will take a ship to Shanghai in the near future, and ask the queen bee to make it clear.

Masatake Fukuyama lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, and a strange smile appeared on his originally cold face: "Call back, find a way to send the real clothes to the ship." ”

The real clothes in Matake's mouth of Fukuyama are Hanyu Kenichi's mother, Hanano Mayi, who was once a famous Japanese geisha, and later became Yoshida Hideju's woman and gave birth to Hanyu Kenichi. And this matter, it can be said that the entire hive group is aware of it.

When Midaiko Suzuki turned around and walked out of the room, Masatake Fukuyama had a bold plan in his mind to save his wife safely, and a smile appeared on his face again, looking back at the golden leaves outside the window, and fell into deep thought......

Night, coming again, the cold wind is still there, the chill has not changed, it seems to be even worse.

Inside an izakaya private room.

Masatake Fukuyama invited the Yoshida brothers to dinner together, listening to melodious Japanese folk songs and watching the moving fan dance of the geisha, but the Yoshida brothers' brows never relaxed.

The music stopped, Masatake Fukuyama waved his hand, and the geisha bowed back.

He drank all the wine in the cup, coughed lightly, and said depressedly: "Ichiro, handsome man, I am in a really bad mood today. ”

"What's wrong? Uncle? Could it be that you and Miss Bailan's affairs were obstructed by your grandfather? ”

"No......" Masatake Fukuyama said sadly, "Do you know what day it is?" ”

Both shook their heads at the same time.

"Today is my mother's and your grandmother's memorial day."

"Oh......" They set their eyes on Miyazaki Ryui, who was secretly drinking, and realized in their hearts how they could have forgotten such an important day.

Yoshida Ichiro said apologetically: "I'm sorry, little uncle, we really forgot." ”

"I don't blame you." Masatake Fukuyama shook his head: "You have always been worried about Hideko's affairs, and your grandmother will not blame." ”

"Little uncle......" Toshio Yoshida asked puzzledly, "There is one thing I have never understood, my grandmother seemed to have only occasionally felt a cold, how could she die suddenly?" ”

"For a reason, of course." Masatake Fukuyama's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Your grandfather and I have actually been looking for the reason all along, until this time that the face that I can never forget appeared, which allowed me to find the truth." ”

"Oh? Could it be that my grandmother's death was really strange? The two brothers exclaimed at the same time, obviously not expecting this result.

Masatake Fukuyama nodded heavily: "Actually, we have been looking for the doctor who treated the disease back then, but he has been like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no news. It wasn't until I saw Kanedaichi that I realized that he looked very similar to the dean of the year. So, I checked his file, and it turned out that he was the heir of the Nanno family, and his father, Nanno Seiichi, was the director of Hongqiao Hospital back then, that is, the person who treated your grandmother. ”

"So it's him?" Yoshida Ichiro asked sharply, "Does my grandfather know about this?" ”

Masatake Fukuyama shook his head: "I haven't told him yet." ”

"Why?"

"Now even if he knew, it wouldn't help. For the sake of the overall situation, he will definitely persuade me to put aside my personal grievances and serve the jihad wholeheartedly. ”

"Again! I don't want anything for the sake of jihad," Yoshida Ichiro asked with a gloomy face, "What does Uncle Yi mean?" ”

"Of course I can't spare that guy easily, I must kill him with my own hands!"

"But he's in Manchukuo at the moment?" Ichiro Yoshida asked with a worried expression.

Fukuyama Masatake said worriedly: "Also, it would be nice if there was a way to drop him from Manchukuo to Shanghai at this moment." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and drank a glass of wine, as if he hesitated for a long time, and continued in a deep voice: "There is another thing that I have never had a chance to tell you. It's about your mothers. ”

"About Mother?" Ichiro Yoshida looked at him in surprise, waiting for his next step.

He paused and said solemnly: "Back then, you were still in the military academy and didn't get to see your mother for the last time. But I was with her at the scene, and I found that her symptoms at the time of her death were surprisingly similar to your grandmother's, both of whom died of sudden heart failure, and coincidentally, the doctor who treated her was also a doctor from Hongqiao Hospital. Later, I told your grandfather about this, but when he arrived, your father had already cremated your mother. From then on, I began to doubt the director of the hospital, and later events confirmed my belief that he, a person with no background, would become the head of the first section of the Kwantung Army. ”

"It's Seiichi Minamino again! I'm going to kill him! Hearing this, Yoshida Ichiro could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and smashed the wine glass in his hand fiercely, blood instantly flowed out of his fingers, and a drop fell on the table, just like the resentment in his eyes at the moment.

"Brother! Little uncle! We must find a way to avenge our dead loved ones! And that guy Yoshida Young-joo, he should also be punished! Toshio Yoshida roared angrily, his eyes also full of resentment.

"Yes...... How can Kiyoichi Minamino be transferred to Shanghai? Fukuyama Masatake's eyebrows tightened, as if he was thinking about it.

There was a brief silence in the room, and everyone's minds were thinking about their plans.

"I have a way!"

Yoshida Ichiro suddenly sneered at the corner of his lips and said gloomily: "Nanno Kiyoichi has always loved his children very much, at this time, if Kanedaichi is a Chinese matter, then he will definitely be unable to help but run to Shanghai to defend his son." ”

"But how can this be confirmed?" Toshio Yoshida asked puzzled.

"Yesterday, the detective team just captured a *** agent, it's better than ...... Let him sit on the matter! Yoshida Ichiro said excitedly, at this time he completely forgot his mission as a soldier, and all he was thinking about was how to avenge his relatives!

Hearing this, Masatake Fukuyama on the side asked worriedly, "Will he listen to your arrangement?" ”

"Under torture, I don't believe him and don't listen!"

Toshio Yoshida thought for a long time and nodded approvingly: "My brother's idea is very good, please leave this matter to my brother!" ”

Looking at the two brothers in front of him, who were already blinded by hatred, although Fukuyama Masatake couldn't bear it in his heart, but for the sake of the task, he also had to use them by means. Thinking that the plan was progressing in an orderly manner, a smile flashed across his dark eyes, fleeting......