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Dispatch Corps Command, Commandant's Office.

Commander Yoshida sat at his desk, glared angrily at the frightened Hanyu Yuzuru, and asked sharply, "Do you know how much important information the empire has lost because of your mistakes?" ”

"Your Excellency, the responsibility this time is not in our special class."

He glanced sideways at Ding Mo Village, who was standing silently on the side, and continued, "There must be a leak of the news from the Agent Headquarters!" ”

Ding Momura bowed his jaw and said, "Captain Hanyu, I'm afraid this matter really has nothing to do with our secret service headquarters. Just in case, when you said you were going to withdraw our people, I kept them all in the secret service headquarters compound, and they haven't been released yet, so the news won't leak from us. ”

Hanyu glared at him angrily, his fierce eyes like a ferocious lion, eager to eat him alive.

Hasegawa on the side also tried his best to defend him, but he was reprimanded by Commander Yoshida, who angered him and said, "The warriors of the empire must dare to take mistakes!" Instead of trying to find a way to shirk responsibility! ”

"Yes!" Hanyu hung his head in frustration and remained silent.

At this moment, there was a coughing sound from outside the door.

Commander Yoshida's eyebrows tightened, and he instructed Hasegawa, "Go and open the door to Fukuyama." ”

"Yes......"

Masaharu Fukuyama's weak body slowly walked in, and Commander Yoshida's face immediately turned from cold to a smile, and said, "Fukuyama, why didn't you stay in the hospital when you were just hospitalized, aren't you afraid of the wind and cold again?" ”

Masaharu Fukuyama said with a gloomy face: "Where do I dare to stay in the hospital, the gunshots of last night still linger in my ears, causing me to stay awake all night." Today, I have come to ask you to send a telegram to my father telling him that I want to go back to Japan, and that I am afraid of the killings here. ”

When Commander Yoshida heard this, his heart immediately jumped. If his words really came back to Japan and let his father-in-law know that he was not taking good care of his son, then his position in the army would be greatly affected.

He hurriedly apologized: "Fukuyama, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well and made you frightened, don't worry!" There will be no more similar incidents. ”

"How can I blame you? Besides, if it's not your responsibility, how will you know what's next? As he spoke, his gaze fell on Hanyu Yuzuru on the side without a trace.

The latter heard his voice, and hurriedly apologized: "Fukuyama-kun, I didn't think it through and ignored your recuperation in the hospital, I'm sorry!" ”

cough cough cough ...... Masaharu Fukuyama coughed violently a few times again, and his face was as pale as paper.

Miyazaki Ryujing helped him sit on the sofa and asked with concern, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay......" Masaharu Fukuyama glanced at the silent Ding Mo Village, and said with a smile: "It turns out that my brother-in-law has a guest here, don't you want to introduce me?" ”

"Hello Deputy Director, I'm Ding Mocun, the director of the Secret Service Headquarters." Ding Mocun reported himself first, and in his opinion, everyone could use it, including this seemingly sick and weak, but actually deep deputy director.

"Oh...... It turned out to be Director Ding, I have heard a little about you in Japan, you are a model of goodwill. ”

"The deputy director has won the award."

"I'm new to Shanghai, so I'm not familiar with all the places. How about you take me through it when you have time? ”

When Ding Mocun heard this, he smiled happily: "I will accompany you at any time." ”

Masaharu Fukuyama nodded with satisfaction, coughed a few more times, and said in a deep voice, "I heard...... Director Ding has a lot of research on antique calligraphy and painting, and it just so happens that I am also a little interested in these. ”

"The deputy director of the agency is serious, and he doesn't dare to give advice, but it's okay to give you some advice." Ding Mocun said so, but in his heart he was calculating the availability of the person in front of him.

According to what he learned, Masaharu Fukuyama is the only son of the acting prime minister of Japan, and he is also the proud protégé of Yushi Kodama, with a dual background in the cabinet and the navy, and few people in Japan seem to dare to provoke him. If I have a relationship with him, then the future will be self-evident.

The ash suddenly gathered in the sky, slowly gathered, the wind suddenly rose, and a slight heavy rain was coming.

Masaharu Fukuyama raised his eyes to look at the unpredictable sky, said goodbye to Commander Yoshida, got up and left leisurely.

"Deputy Director!"

There was a deep voice from Ding Mocun behind him, and Masaharu Fukuyama stood still, a smile on the corner of his lips and turned his head to wait for his next step.

"You just said you want to walk around Shanghai, I don't know what you want to go or like?"

"I heard that Shanghai's big world is a lively place, and all the celebrities are haunted and colorful, which is good."

"Oh? It's a good place to go, another day, and when you want to go, just let your subordinates know. ”

"Then I'm bothering you."

Special High Section, Section Chief's Office.

Hanyu sat at his desk, thinking back to what happened last night. There is no suspicion at the headquarters of the secret service, so ...... The rest is only within the extra-high class.

He thought about it carefully, and because he couldn't trust Chinese at that time, he temporarily replaced his own people, as for the specific deployment...... Secret Service Headquarters does not seem to know. It seems that this mole may really be his own person.

He hurriedly ordered the head of the archives section to find the list and files of all the middle and high-level personnel of the special high school section, and carefully read and checked them......

Eventually, his eyes fell on the file of a lieutenant named Jun Nakamura, the ordinary face in the photo, and the school from which he graduated - the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

The memory in his brain was running rapidly, and a clear face appeared in his mind, the person on the file was not Jun Nakamura!

Hanyu Yuzuru recalled that he was honored to graduate early and become an instructor in school because of his super memory and outstanding grades, and the school he graduated from was the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, and the one in front of him who should be called Nakamura Jun was one of his cadets at that time, a mediocre guy, he remembered him vividly, because among the cadets in that period, he was the stupidest!

The appearance of the person in front of him is not what he remembers, so in other words, this spy lurking inside may be him!

He didn't immediately order someone to arrest him, but asked the adjutant Toyokawa Lansheng to summon him over and lay a net in the house!

"Report!"

"Come in ......"

Jun Nakamura slowly stepped into the door, his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, and he inexplicably felt a dangerous aura.

Hanyu Yuzuru looked at him with a smile and asked lightly, "I heard...... Nakamura-kun previously graduated from the Army Non-commissioned Officer School? ”

"Yes, section chief."

"By the way, which batch of students are you?"

"I'm the twenty-second student."

"Oh......" Hanyu Yuzuru nodded, got up from his chair and walked in front of him, "Coincidentally, I'm from the twentieth issue." That's right! Do you know Mr. Sakata? ”

"Meet ......"

"I used to remember that he seemed to like drinking a lot, but I didn't know if he drank it after graduation. He teaches engineering, and it's not good to drink all the time. You said...... Right? ”

"Yes...... yes......" Nakamura nodded, and then slowly retreated backwards without a trace, because he already knew that he was exposed! However, before he could take a few steps back, Toyokawa Lansheng, who had an arm injury, was already standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

He is full of despair, it is better to be martyred than to be tortured by devils! He closed his eyes and was about to bite through his fangs, but the pain from behind him made him lose consciousness and fall to the ground softly......

It's still the dim light, it's still the pungent blood, but the charcoal fire is stronger, the soldering iron is redder, and people are ...... Changed.

When Nakamura opened his eyes, he was already tied to the torture rack in the torture chamber of the special high school.

"Are you awake?"

Hanyu Yuzuru looked at him coldly, playing with the red-hot soldering iron in his hand, and the jumping flames fluttered in the red triangle, reflecting in his red eyes, which did not violate the harmony.

Nakamura Jun was silent, looking like he was at home, closing his eyes and not looking at the shocking torture instruments.

"I know, you're a spy. Do you know how I saw through you? ”

Hanyu Yuzuru put down the soldering iron in his hand and turned to walk in front of him: "Sakata-sensei does teach engineering, but ...... He never drank alcohol. How can a person who always goes to drawing and measuring drink alcohol and affect his judgment? Actually, I don't want to embarrass you, as long as you tell me, who are you? What identity? Your mission? And accomplices, and I will fulfill all your requirements. Included, allowing you to be a real Japanese. ”

Jun Nakamura opened his eyes and looked at him, smiling coldly, but he didn't say anything, just kept his eyes closed.

Hanyu Yuzuru has seen a lot of this kind of diehard, but he has never seen anyone who can really resist for a long time. He walked to the torture equipment, stroked all kinds of torture instruments with his hands, and said lightly: "You have been hiding in the special high school for many years, and you must have seen the power of the torture tools here." I'll make a bet with you to see how many you can resist before you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy. ”

With that, he waved his hand to the two soldiers behind him.

The dim light swayed even more, swaying from side to side, and there was a thick orange-red color with the scarlet color, like blood, not blood. The sudden scream sounded like a maned wolf howling at night, enduring great pain, but having to face the fact that it had fallen into the hands of the hunter. An hour later......

Hanyu Yuzuru looked at Nakamura Jun, who was already unconscious in front of him, and the corners of his lips raised a touch of interest. He liked this kind of challenging thing the most, and the more difficult the beast to tame, the more it stirred his nerves of excitement.

"Report!"

At this time, Jiang Nan, the leader of the action team who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in.

Hanyu Yuzuru looked back and looked at him with disgust: eight-figure eyebrows, mouse eyes, hooked nose, fox mouth, more than three feet with a holster on his waist, and a few cans in his hands.

He hated this kind of guy who polluted his eyes the most, and said coldly: "Captain Jiang, what are you doing here?" ”

"Report section chief, I heard that you like Chinese tea, and my subordinates specially asked someone to get some good Huangshan Maofeng and Hangzhou Longjing from Huangshan and Hangzhou, and I hope you can like it."

Hanyu Yuzuru frowned and lowered his head and glanced at it: "No matter how good the tea is, it will become turbid after being stained with dirt." ”

Jiang Nanshu didn't read much, so he didn't understand Hanyu Yuzuru's words, but he could read it, and when he saw that the other party's face was wrong, he knew that he didn't shoot it on the horse's leg.

He looked sideways at Nakamura Jun, who was blurred with flesh and blood, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Section chief, I have a way to get this guy to confess." ”

"Oh? Do you have a way? Hanyu looked at him with an eyebrow.

"What is the most important thing about the Chinese? Affection, love...... Feeling! As long as you can catch his loved ones and threaten them, you are not afraid that he will not open his mouth! ”

"Hmm......" Hanyu nodded with a sneer, raising his eyes to look at the unconscious man coldly, cold...... Biting......

Office of the Head of the Special High School Division.

"Hanyu-kun, you're back......"

As soon as Hanyu stepped through the door, he saw Miko Oshima sitting on the sofa, waiting quietly. Seeing him, he quickly stood up, and his breathtaking eyes stared at him affectionately.

"Miko, are you done with what I told you?" Hanyu Yuzuru walked straight to his desk and asked softly.

"I went to the hospital to investigate, asked all the doctors and nurses, and found no suspicious people. Masaharu Fukuyama has also stayed in the ward and has never gone out. ”

"Where's Bailan?"

"She? In the evening, she had already arrived at the hospital. ”

Hanyu Yuzuru turned his head sideways to Toyokawa Lansheng, who was standing aside, and asked in a deep voice, "When did you meet Fukuyama-kun?" ”

"It's evening." Toyokawa Lansheng replied without hesitation.

"Have you seen Bailan, then?"

"Yes, I did."

"Oh? Have you revealed our mission? ”

"No, I just made small talk with him about his condition." Toyokawa Lansheng didn't tell the truth, because he knew the purpose of Hanyu Yuzuru's question, but how could Masaharu Fukuyama's sick body and his strong background do something to betray the empire?

He asked rhetorically, "Section Chief, you can't be suspicious of Fukuyama-kun, right?" ”

"What? Can't you? Hanyu Yuzuru's eagle-like eyes stared at his clear eyes and asked lightly.

"Section Chief, I can say with certainty that the man in black last night will never be Fukuyama-kun. I have been a classmate with him for many years, and I will never be wrong about his body shape and voice. ”

Hanyu didn't make a sound, thinking about it. I may be really suspicious. How could a man with a stubborn illness have such amazing physical prowess to wound an Imperial agent and shoot so many soldiers? Besides, he is the son of the acting prime minister, so he will not put his family in danger!

Bell Bell ......

Taku Kimura, head of the archives section, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Section chief, I have found out that Jun Nakamura has a house at No. 68 Quanjiaan Road."

"Order someone to arrest all the people in the house!" He commanded at Toyokawa Lansheng.

"Yes!"

Toyokawa Lansheng returned to the office and ordered someone to go to Quanjiaan Road to arrest people first, but he looked at the phone and hesitated for a long time, and finally turned around and left......

In less than half an hour, Toyokawa Lansheng had already walked in again with a pregnant woman.

Hanyu Yuzuru smiled coldly: "The bait is here, can the fish not take the bait?" ”

Miko Oshima on the side looked at the panicked woman in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her clenched fists indicated her nervousness at the moment.

Stepping into the torture room again, Hanyu Yuzuru looked at the struggling Nakamura Jun and smiled, "Look, who did I bring here?" ”

Jun Nakamura slowly raised his heavy eyes, and his wife's figure was suddenly reflected in his blood-colored vision, and his heart seemed to be struck by lightning and cracked into pieces.

"What do you brutes want to do?" Toshishi Nakamura roared hysterically, struggling with all the strength he had left.

"What I want to do depends on your decision." He waved his hand, and several soldiers walked in, looking at the shivering pregnant woman with a smile.

"I'm really not a party, I'm a person sent by Chairman Wang......"

"Huh...... Am I a three-year-old? ”

Hanyu Yuzuru's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him fiercely, and then ordered someone to pull the pregnant woman to the bed where the torture device was released: "Our soldiers have not been appeased for a long time, I see that your wife is very beautiful, it is better to ...... How about giving oneself to the soldiers of our empire? ”

"No...... Don't ......" Nakamura Jun was shocked into a cold sweat, and his frightened eyes stared at the soldiers.

Lin Feng ...... Save me...... Save me......" The pregnant woman cried bitterly, begging for help, exerting the most basic instinct of a mother and a woman.

"Lin Feng?" Hanyu Yuzuru smiled, "Look...... Do you want to continue? ”

"I don't know...... I don't really know ......."

Hanyu nodded, and then the soldiers approached the pregnant woman step by step like wolves, and in an instant, the sound of the shredding of clothes mixed with the sound of mournful begging pierced Nakamura Jun's eardrums, causing his originally firm faith to begin to waver, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

Finally, at the last moment, he exclaimed, "Don't!" No...... I say...... I...... Say ......"