"Oh no, it's that nasty little girl in your agency!" Ryoko Hirosue exclaimed in a low voice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yoshino immediately understood that as the person in charge of the Hirosue Ryoko espionage case, Atsuko Sasaki came to Hirosue's house at night to check the relevant information with her.

"I'm so careless, I should have thought of this! It's really inopportune to come here today, if Atsuko Sasaki pierces this layer of window paper, won't I have to be in big trouble? Yoshino understood, of course, that since he had nothing to do with Yoshiko Hirosue's case, his presence at Yoshiko Hirosue's house in the middle of the night would definitely arouse the alarm of any responsible spy officer, and if the misfortune reached the ears of Shogun Hariki, which was almost certain, Hariki had absolutely reason to suspect his relationship with Hirosue Yoshiko, and then investigate him. Although, except for sleeping with Ryoko Hirosue three times, which violated the discipline of the Mei organ, he had a clear conscience in other aspects. However, the intelligence agencies will not care whether you are ashamed or not, as long as there is a trace of suspicion in your spy career and you cannot prove your innocence, you will lose the trust of your boss and will no longer be reused.

The best outcome that awaits Yoshino is to be sent to a dispensable position with absolutely no access to core secrets for the rest of his life. For example, he served as an adviser in a training command in Wang's puppet government.

Yoshino didn't even have the courage to think about it, and his immediate priority was to find a place to hide or open the window.

At the moment when Yoshino changed his mind, Ryoko Hirosue had already taken his hand to the closet in the bedroom and opened the door.

"No, this is too pediatric, and a discerning person will wear it at a glance!" Yoshino didn't believe his eyes, "Hide in the closet, you can't come up with such a bad idea!" ”

Who knew that Ryoko Hirosue smiled and opened a pile of clothes, reached out to hold a hanger and twisted it, and pushed it on the wall of the closet, and a small door with a black hole in one person high immediately opened.

"Hurry up and get in, my dear, you shouldn't be able to think of this place, right?" Ryoko Hirosue gave Yoshino a sweet kiss on the cheek, and then stuffed Yoshino into the dark room behind the closet, and hurriedly closed the door of the dark room from the outside. She shouted to Atsuko Sasaki downstairs: "Hey...... Come on! She closed the closet door after sorting out the clothes in the closet, making sure that outsiders could not see any flaws.

Just as Ryoko Hirosue turned around and was about to go downstairs to open the door, she suddenly noticed a series of footprints left by Yoshino Shaosa on the tatami mat in her bedroom—Yoshino had walked such a long way on a rainy night, and the soles of his shoes were naturally wet and dirty—this series of footprints pointing to the closet was undoubtedly the best signpost for visitors—there were people in the closet, come and find them.

Ryoko Hirosue didn't have time to find a rag to wipe it again. In a hurry, she rolled forward directly on the tatami mat, using herself as a large human rag to wipe off the footprints on the tatami mat. She got up, took three steps and went downstairs in two, rushed straight to the back door and opened it.

Atsuko Sasaki was already waiting a little impatiently outside the door, and she looked suspiciously at the disheveled Ryoko Hirosue (in fact, her clothes were messed up by Yoshino), and wondered if it was because she had come out of the bed to open the door after a while, or because there was someone in her room? She had to hide the man - if he wanted to escape either from the side of the street - it was almost impossible, because the street was guarded by his colleagues from the Mei Agency, and no one would risk being found to escape from the street - or escape from the little alley where the back door was - that was also impossible, because she Atsuko Sasaki was guarding here.

Maybe there is a person hidden in Ryoko Hirosue's house? Atsuko Sasaki pondered, and the hand in the trouser pocket tightened the German-made PPK pistol in the pocket. Yoshino also has a PPK, which she gave away.

"Yo...... It's you! Ryoko Hirosue smiled at Atsuko Sasaki, "It's a rare guest to come to the cold house!" ”

As the person in charge of the case of Ryoko Hirosue, Ryoko Hirosue has actually become Sasaki's "bride", and in order to get the "bride's price" from Hirosue's mouth, no matter how much Sasaki dislikes the woman in front of her, she must maintain a good relationship with Hirosue - the work of an agent is not based on personal likes and dislikes.

Therefore, Atsuko Sasaki forcibly held back the words that rushed to his mouth: "Be serious, please don't behave so coquettishly in front of me, I'm not a fool like Yoshino!" She only said coldly: "Why, just block me at the door and don't invite me in to sit?" ”

Ryoko Hirosue had already guessed that she would say this, and immediately waved her hand in a "please" gesture.

Sasaki is also an old qualified spy, of course she won't leave her back to an unreliable person like Hirosue, so she also waved her hand: "It's better for you to invite first!" ”

How smart is Ryoko Hirosue, how could she not understand what Sasaki meant, she generously took the lead in the house: "Sit in the living room, I have prepared sencha for you." ”

Atsuko Sasaki followed Ryoko Hirosue into the dimly lit back door of their house, and her nerves tensed, ready to beware of an uninvited guest popping out of a corner to attack her.

Downstairs of Ryoko Hirosue's house is the kitchen, pantry, and living room, and upstairs is the living room, guest room, and study. She directly ushered Atsuko Sasaki into the living room and sat down, and said, "Please wait, I'll prepare sencha for you!" Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

The living room of Ryoko Hirosue's house is entirely Western-style, with a wooden coffee table with compartments between a pair of single sofas in fabric. The wall by the window is empty, and on the wall opposite the sofa hangs a wedding photo of Yoshiko Hirosue and Shuzo Matsuo Nakasa.

Atsuko Sasaki scanned the unfamiliar environment with a wary gaze, and when she thought of the car of her colleagues from her agency parked on the road outside the living room window to monitor Yoshiko Hirosue, her nervousness relaxed a little, and she turned her head to look at the wedding photo of Yoshiko Hirosue and the late Shuzo Matsuo Nakasa on the wall.

In the kitchen, Ryoko Hirosue scooped three or four teaspoons of minced sencha from a jar in a teapot and poured boiling water. She was scalding the teacup when she suddenly heard Atsuko Sasaki's cold words behind her: "I can't believe that the proprietress of an izakaya still has such a good sencha!" ”

Although the word "hidden" sounded particularly harsh to Ryoko Hirosue at this time, it seemed that Sasaki had seen through that Yoshino was hiding in her closet at home, and that could expose her and Yoshino's shady relationship at all times.