"I'm his woman now!" Atsuko Sasaki happily recalled every action Yoshino had done and said to her in the closet of Yoshino's house in the early hours of that morning. Every kiss, every caress of Yoshino, every seamless connection between them, and every rush hour of the pen www.biquge.info Fun Pavilion made her fascinated and unforgettable.

"He's such a good man! No wonder so many women love him! Atsuko Sasaki thought with a smile, but in a blink of an eye, her smile condensed on her pretty face, because the resentful eyes of the proprietress Ryoko Hirosue appeared in front of her eyes again: "I'm so stupid, I always thought that the 'that' between men and women was just kissing and hugging, and now I know that men and women can still do 'that'!" 'That's a thing' that can't be stopped! So did Ryoko Hirosue, that cheap woman, also do 'that' with Yoshino-kun? Or is it just like Yoshino-kun confessed to me, nothing happened? "It's not a trivial matter for Atsuko Sasaki, and she needs to investigate it.

At this time, Atsuko Sasaki's "rival in love", the proprietress of the "Naniwa" izakaya Ryoko Hirosue, was also lying on the tatami mat in the bedroom of the conjoined villa on Helen Road in the Hongkou Japanese Concession.

She hadn't closed her eyes for more than twenty hours since she was almost in front of Yoshino and Sasaki in the early hours of that morning by General Hariki, the head of the Ume Agency, - the sadness of losing Yoshino and being ravaged in front of her lover and "rival in love" was indeed a nightmare that she couldn't get out of, but she still had her own job, she couldn't always immerse herself in her personal world, and her job was not just about taking care of the "Naniwa" izakaya.

The busyness of the day may have helped her to forget the new wound in her heart for a while, but at night, on this night of the same misty spring rain as the night she and Yoshino first met, in this bedroom where Yoshino's strong masculine aura could still be smelled, on this tatami mat where she had spent three ecstatic nights with Yoshino, Ryoko Hirosue could no longer resist her desire to cry, and she hid in the bed and hugged the pillow that Yoshino had slept on, and silently wept— This is the first man she has really liked in so many years!

Just when Ryoko Hirosue was crying to the point of sadness and was about to cry out loud, she suddenly heard a strange sound. To be exact, she had heard it a long time ago, and had even operated it herself—the snap lock made of a wire hook that could easily open the back door—and now, with the slight sound of that unlocking, was coming from the back door—someone was coming.

"Who is this?" Ryoko Hirosue immediately restrained the sadness in her heart, and as soon as she reached out, she took out her German-made PPK pistol from the pillow, loaded it with a "click", and came to the bedroom door in a flash. She didn't even bother to put on the clogs, and rushed downstairs with bare feet and no sound. At this moment, she vaguely heard the back door of her house "creak" open, and Ryoko Hirosue understood that someone had come in.

She hurriedly hid in the darkness at the corner of the staircase, revealing only one eye to peek out. There was no light in the hallway, and the person who came in through the back door could not see the scene at the corner of the staircase, but by the faint light reflected in the wet "bullet road" in the alley outside the door, Ryoko Hirosue could see the figure of the comer.

It was a familiar figure, and Ryoko Hirosue's brain was spinning rapidly. This can't be Yoshino, he has the key to Hirosue's house, and he can't use the unlocking hook, and he won't come after Yoshiko Hirosue volunteered to dedicate himself to General Hariki. It couldn't be her superior, he had always been elusive, and he never left a trace.

So who will this familiar figure be?

……

On the same night, while Atsuko Sasaki and Yoshiko Hirosue were both struggling to sleep in their respective apartments, their former and current lover, Shosa Yoshino, was also sleepless all night. The only difference was that he didn't sleep on the comfortable marching bed in his officer's quarters tonight, but curled up on a bench and was sore from the hardwood of the bench.

But he couldn't sleep not because of this, but because he had to keep an eye on that dark compartment - during the day today, the physically and mentally exhausted Yoshino Shaozo and his group of hard-pressed spies waited in the miserable wind and rain outside the door of the Xujiahui Catholic Church, but they didn't even see the shadow of the "big fish", and the fake of the secret book in the dark grid was still silently waiting for the "big fish" to pick it up.

Although the agent could not expect to catch his opponent on the first day, and Yoshino's experience in the ambush of the Hujiang Service Herald newspaper had taught him that his opponent was an extremely cunning enemy, and it would certainly not be easy to catch him, he still hoped that he would be able to catch the "big fish" sooner rather than later, lest the brothers soak in the cold spring rain. Although he personally didn't feel uncomfortable with the mud-like shelter in the bamboo forest, he still had to think about his spies. Attacking twice in a row in this cold and damp ghost weather in Shanghai, if he didn't get anything twice, it would be a huge blow to the morale of his spies, and even more fatal to his personal prestige.

Therefore, this case must be resolved quickly, and he must immediately catch this "big fish".

Therefore, Yoshino decided that half of the agents would go back to rest tonight, and the other half would disguise themselves as homeless people and infiltrate the church to continue to monitor the secret compartment under the confessional room. If the "big fish" wanted to sneak into the church in the dark of night to get the information, Yoshino would have a chance to capture him in one fell swoop.

Yoshino's agents were scattered in various corners of the church's chapel, which was used as a temporary shelter by the church, in the company of refugees and beggars, and waited for their targets to appear with wide eyes.

Although the stench of the crowd around him was emanatory, it was better for Yoshino than hiding outside in the bamboo forest in the rain. Now, he imagined himself sleeping under the warm bed with the fragrant body of a woman in his arms, whose delicate skin was rubbing back and forth against his body.

Although Yoshino, who had spent the night in the Xujiahui Catholic Church pretending to be a refugee, desperately resisted the attack of the sleepy insects, staring at the dark grid with round eyes. But before he knew it, he was still asleep.

In the dream, he said to the woman, "Ryoko, I want you!" ”

Yes, even though he had just gotten Atsuko Sasaki's love and body, he hadn't recovered from the habit of spending the night with Ryoko Hirosue every night.

In the dream, he gently caressed Ryoko Hirosue's soft double peaks and kissed her sweet lips. And the jasmine-like fragrance of Ryoko Hirosue seemed to be wafting in the air of the church, moistening Yoshino's nasal cavity and soothing his tense nerves, and even the stench emitted by the people who spent the night in the church hall was also invisible, and Yoshino's sleepiness became stronger and stronger, so thick that he couldn't even dream.

Unbeknownst to the sleeping Yoshino, the even snoring he was making was not heard by the other agents in the church - like the crowd in the hall of the church, the agents of the Mei Agency were all asleep, their snoring and the snoring of the crowd coming from the crowd, high or low, long or rapid, combined into a magnificent symphony of snoring.