The minutes ticked by, and the "big fish" that Yoshino was waiting for still didn't appear. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since Captain Yoshino was preoccupied with thinking about how to cover up his affair with Yoshiko Hirosue, he himself did not realize that time passed so slowly. He had even begun to think about how to act tonight to verify Ryoko Hirosue's identity, and how to determine whether the people in the special high class were following him or Yoshiko Hirosue.

However, for Suzuki and the other spies, this time passed too slowly, and it was almost solidified. From time to time, they looked at their watches, but each time the hands of the watch only walked slowly, and they could not even see any changes. Even though every agent understands that waiting is part of their job, and waiting for a whole day or a whole week is commonplace, they still feel that the wait is so worrying for some reason.

Yoshino is still wearing the dark raincoat he wore yesterday, because his mind was full of things about him and Yoshiko Hirosue, so after he came out of Hirosue's house in the morning, he only thought about getting up and going back to the dormitory to change into a close-fitting sanitary shirt, and did not change his coat, but just tied a woolen scarf around his neck before going out. At this time, the cold northeast wind carried the cold spring rain into the house, and this scarf just played an unexpected role in keeping out the cold.

The spies on the street are not as blessed as Yoshino. The rain-soaked clothes were cloudy and cold, unable to resist the cold wind, like their bosses Yoshino and Suzuki, hiding in a warm room, holding binoculars and smoking cigarettes. Therefore, they all hope that the target will appear soon, and everyone can catch the target as soon as possible, and collect the team back to warm up and warm up early.

It was almost ten o'clock when the "target" finally appeared—a fat man in a robe and a top hat hurriedly walked over from the west head of Avian Ding Road. He held a black cloth umbrella in his left hand, and a roll of newspaper under his armpit with his right hand, and looked around after walking a few steps. That's why as soon as he showed up, he let the agents of the Mei agency target him. The old spy who set up the wonton stall nodded at the little spy who poked his head out of the small alley next to him, and immediately a little spy who was also wearing an old robe came out of a small alley and followed the man. After following for some distance, the little agent in a long shirt turned into a small alley on the side of the road, and then another man in a suit walked out of an alley across the road as if nothing had happened, and followed the fat man in a long shirt across the road.

Generally speaking, when tracking an important target, the Mei agency usually sends several teams, and each team has more than three agents to form a "box" in front of the target, on the left and right, and firmly trap the target in the center of the formation, so as to prevent the target from getting out of the tracking by suddenly turning a corner, entering the store and going out through the back door, etc. But this time, because the target must go to the "Hujiang Service Herald" newspaper office, and with the current weather, so many people on the street at once will arouse the target's suspicion, so Suzuki stipulated in advance that his subordinates should use the alternate tracking method to minimize the number of people who follow them, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the target.

The fat man in the long shirt was obviously very vigilant, so the spies in charge of tracking were also extremely cautious, and the distance of tracking was widened, for fear of startling the snake. Fortunately, the fat man in the long shirt didn't notice that anyone was watching, and he didn't take the method of standing in front of the window of a roadside shop to use the reflection of the window to see if someone was following him across the road.

The fat man in the long shirt didn't even realize that a pair of sharp eyes were watching him through the telescope as he walked step by step towards the newspaper office of the "Hujiang Service Herald" - with some doubts, Captain Yoshino muttered to himself: "The target appeared so soon?" It's so early! At this moment, Yoshino temporarily forgot about the scandal between himself and Yoshiko Hirosue, and only focused on the fat man in the long shirt that suddenly appeared in front of him, and watched him go straight to the steps in front of the newspaper office of the "Hujiang Service Herald", and suddenly a large group of spies appeared behind him, almost coercing him into the door of the "Hujiang Service Herald" newspaper, and the door was immediately closed.

Yoshino even had a slight smile on his lips, and he could imagine how his men rushed up and pressed the fat man in the long shirt to the ground, shoved a wet towel into his mouth to prevent him from yelling, or committed suicide by biting his tongue with a potassium cyanide capsule hidden in his teeth, and then dragged him to a storage room in the basement of the newspaper office that was used as a pre-trial room for interrogation.

What Yoshino didn't expect was that Suzuki and Honda's spies pressed the upper and lower bodies of the fat man in the long shirt respectively, and one of Honda's spies quickly shoved a wet towel into the fat man's mouth that opened wide in surprise, but he almost choked the fat man in the long shirt. Next, Honda and Suzuki's agents tied the arms and legs of the fat man in a long shirt, and then - the group of agents did not rush to drag the prisoner to the basement for interrogation, but - quarreled with each other.

Honda's spies shouted, "We caught him!" ”

Suzuki's spies said, "It's we who caught him!" ”

-- Such a great spy will naturally not be humble, and they all want to take it on their heads. And so Honda's spies shouted again: "We caught this guy as soon as he came in!" You see, we stuffed the towels too! The spy who said this didn't even look at the fat man in the long shirt who was pressed by seven or eight hands and six or seven legs, and he had already choked on this towel and rolled his eyes.

Suzuki's subordinates immediately sneered: "Nonsense, we have already targeted him on the street outside, if we hadn't watched closely, maybe he would have run away a long time ago!" ”

The Honda gang was immediately unhappy: "Anyway, we caught him first, and we should interrogate him!" So saying, three or four people put up their robes and the fat man went to the basement.

Of course, Suzuki's subordinates can't swallow this breath - everyone is in the wind and rain on the street outside, and in the end, the credit is all on Honda's head, how can this work? They retorted unrequited, "Fart! You only tied his upper body, and we tied his lower body, and we should interrogate him! As he spoke, three or four spies picked up the legs of the fat man in the long shirt and dragged them out.

As soon as the people on both sides worked so hard, the fat man in the long shirt was actually lifted off the ground by them, and was dragged around by the two groups of spies like a big piece of baggage. Everyone understands that the fat man in the long shirt is the credit, and it doesn't matter who catches him, the important thing is who can get the information out of his mouth, so the two sides refused to let go, and desperately dragged the fat man in the long shirt to their side.

The doors of the Hujiang Service Herald newspaper were tightly closed, so that the noise inside was not heard in the streets.