"So, you think those two are the real suspects?" Yoshino Shaoza saw that Hawthorne was talking extraordinary, and the contempt in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and he even spoke politely, "As far as we know, this mole is acting alone, so we must find the real enemy from these two people!" You see...... Who is more suspicious? ”

Hawthorne listened to what he said, and immediately understood that the Mei agency was also conducting a parallel investigation with him, and that there were sources of information that had not been disclosed to him—otherwise how could the Japanese know that there were one and not two or more moles lurking? That would have been highly likely. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"No matter how cunning you are, isn't that unintentionally revealing your mouth? See how I can bring you an invitation to the urn? Hawthorne sneered to himself.

"I'm inclined to Wang Zi!" Hawthorne played a game of indulgence, but the desire to indulge must be based on corresponding theories. However, Hawthorne was obviously prepared: "First of all, with Wang Zi's level, he can 'legally' access the leaked information, and he has that authority. Secondly, it is reported that Wang Zi likes to go to the printing room and flirt with the female typists there, and I think he is looking for an opportunity to steal information. We know that the Printing Room is a meeting point for all kinds of information, and stealing information by laughing with the little women can minimize his suspicion. ”

Yoshino Shaoza couldn't help but nod his head and signal Hawthorne to continue, but he thought in his heart: "Okay, the level is not lower than Honda!" ”

Hawthorne continued: "Again, we checked the handwriting on those cipherwritten notes you provided to me, and found that they were very similar to Wang Zi's handwriting. I think this is enough to prove that Wang Zi is the mole hidden inside No. 76! ”

"Handwriting?" Yoshino was suddenly shocked by this ordinary evidence: "Why didn't Honda mention handwriting?" Why does the handwriting identification show that it is Wang Zi? Could it be that Shemanshi is deceiving me? ”

At this moment, Yoshino Shaoza's mind was spinning rapidly, and countless thoughts flashed through him:

"She's cheating on me?"

"Why didn't Honda get the handwriting tested?"

"Could it really be that the mole is Wang Zi?"

"Why did She Manshi deceive me?"

"Could there be another reason I didn't think of?"

In the end, Yoshino finally figured it out in his usual way of thinking: "In fact, someone imitated Wang Zi's handwriting, which is also a very normal thing in our industry, even if the ciphered note falls into the hands of the counterintelligence agency, he will not expose himself." Therefore, She Manshi did not deceive me, and Honda's business ability needs to be improved, and it is definitely a major negligence that he did not authenticate the handwriting on the note...... See how I'll clean him up later! ”

Thinking of this, Yoshino Shaozuo's frowning brows stretched again: "If it is to imitate handwriting, it means that this mole is very familiar with Wang Zi's relationship and is familiar with Wang Zi's handwriting." And the third person we suspect fits exactly that...... So, doesn't this prove that Shemanshi is telling the truth? That mole is indeed the third person that Honda suspects, not Wang Zi! ”

Yoshino Shaoza was turning his mind here, and Hawthorne, who was sitting opposite him, was not idle. His keen eyes caught every subtle change in Yoshino's facial expressions - from shock to surprise, from surprise to contemplation, from contemplation to sudden enlightenment - Hawthorne was a man of understanding, and through the subtle changes in Yoshino's expression, he had already guessed that Mei also believed that Wang Zi was not the mole lurking in the Seventy-Six of the Underground Party - but Hawthorne was superior to Yoshino in that he did not want to tell Yoshino this fact himself, but wanted Yoshino to think for himself to come to this conclusion.

Hawthorne didn't know about She's poetry - for the underground party, the fewer people knew about such a highly classified operation, the better. So Hawthorne realized that the May Agency must have obtained information from other sources that could prove that the other person was the underground party mole in Seventy-Six—and he could even guess that it might be another "property" in the possession of his own organization. But Hawthorne didn't want to pursue it, he understood that his mission was only part of the operation, and that he was just a pawn. His task was to convince Yoshino that the other person was the underground party mole in Seventy-Six, and that he didn't care about anything else.

"So you think Wang Zi is very suspicious and rule out the suspicion of another person?" Yoshino regained his composure.

"Yes, handwriting is enough as evidence!" Hawthorne is still in that concise style, just one sentence.

Yoshino Shaosa here smiled incomprehensibly, and he said in his heart, "I admit that you are indeed very capable. Unfortunately, you don't have enough information to draw the wrong conclusions. When he thought that his point of view was correct and that the smart Chinese in front of him had also been deceived by the tricks of the underground party this time, Yoshino Shaozo felt inexplicably proud.

"Isn't it possible to have any other possibility? For example, someone deliberately imitated Wang Zi's handwriting to frame him? Yoshino Shaoza reminded with "goodwill".

"Look, the little devil has been fooled!" Hawthorne was secretly amused, but on the surface he still put on a determined look and shook his head like a rattle: "Impossible, the handwriting is exactly the same!" ”

"What a stubborn guy!" Yoshino couldn't help but want to scold his mother, "No, I have to show evidence to make him completely obedient!" ”

Thinking about it, Yoshino said, "As far as we know, that mole used to work in the student movement at the university - this Wang Zi doesn't seem to fit this condition, does he?" With that, Yoshino triumphantly leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling.

Hawthorne let out an "oh" and fell into deep thought, not speaking for a long time.

Yoshino couldn't help but be overjoyed when he peeked at it: "Haha, capable people, Dana, you don't have a voice now, right?" Can't figure it out, right? Now you know how powerful our plum mechanism is, right? ”

He stretched triumphantly, picked up the teacup on his desk and took a sip of the matcha in the cup—he suddenly remembered that he had drunk the same variety of Uji matcha at the house of the beautiful proprietress of the "Naniwa" izakaya, Yoshiko Hirosue—on the night that General Hariki had taken over Yoshiko Hirosue in front of them.

In front of his eyes, Ryoko Hirosue's slender waist, slender jade legs, and beautiful face flashed again, and her resentful eyes seemed to be passing through Yoshino's eyes to convey a touch of sorrow to the bottom of his heart.

Yoshino couldn't help but fight a cold war, forgetting that he was talking to a capable Chinese.