Zhou Ronghua, and then he relied on his hearing to open a heavy metal safe in the innermost.

When it opens, it reveals a large roll of drawings and a delicately bound booklet!

After opening the drawing, he was overjoyed when he looked at the contents on it, this is all the barracks buildings built by Japan in Korea, and with this building, the situation of Japan's military strength in Korea can be clearly judged.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Ronghua's mouth, and then he was careful and quick to take pictures of the contents one by one.

But just then, footsteps were heard outside, which lasted for about twenty seconds, followed by a knock on the door.

"Mr. Doctor?"

A man knocks softly on the door in Japanese. Zhou Ronghua immediately became nervous, he quickly closed the door of the secret room, because the power was turned off, the iron door would not call the police, Zhou Ronghua did all this, like a tanuki, hidden under the drawing board desk.

The knocker was the dozing officer at the door, and when he saw that Dr. Yamamoto's lamp was still on, he wanted to take care of it, so he wanted to knock on the door and come in.

However, Dr. Yamamoto was not woken up due to the effect of the drug, and the guards were a little anxious, and at this time, the partner who went out also came in with a sausage beer, and was greeted by him, and the two brought the key, and after opening the door, they gently approached the office outside, and saw the doctor lying on the sofa asleep, the two looked at each other, and then shrugged their shoulders.

Zhou Ronghua's heart jumped to his throat, he was not worried about dealing with these two Japanese officers, what he was worried about was that once the matter was revealed, the enemy would immediately find out that his information had been leaked, and Dr. Yamamoto's line would be useless, and his efforts would be in vain.

Zhou Ronghua quietly clenched his pistol and waited for the worst to happen. However, the two guards glanced briefly at the house and did not take a step closer. Dr. Yamamoto is the Chief Architect. The two of them were doubly careful, and they didn't dare to wake up the doctor. As for the back room, they didn't have the courage to go in, and even they didn't know about the electromagnetic siren mechanism, let alone rush in, one of the guard officers made a gesture, and the other looked at it briefly, and felt that everything was normal, and withdrew with his companions.

"Mr. Doctor is too sleepy, let's go"

"yes. He works too late every day, and it seems that he can't stand it today! ”

The officer on duty kindly turned off the lights, then closed the door with the other and returned to the guardhouse at the corner of the hallway. Zhou Ronghua's hanging heart finally fell. He waited for a moment. It is true that the two guards will not return. before putting the pistol in his arms. He listened attentively, and the conversation between the two officers could be heard vividly, indicating that they had not gone far.

Zhou Ronghua came out from behind the bottom of the drawing board. Begin to knot the climbing rope around your waist.

It was impossible to go back the way they came, and the two guys took out beer, sausages, and cans at the moment, and ate them on a table in a nearby corridor. Zhou Ronghua must implement the second plan.

After taking the photo, he gently walked out of the secret room, then quietly walked to the study and restored the torch button on the Statue of Liberty. The automatic door of the secret room closed slowly and silently.

Zhou Ronghua is bold, but he is also meticulous. Wearing gloves, he slowly reversed, spraying his footprints with agent-specific acid so that he would retreat into the bathroom without leaving a trace. Fearing that the shrewd doctor would wake up, he quickly entered the roof ventilation pipe through the bathroom exhaust, carefully climbed to the other side of the same floor away from the guardhouse, followed the ventilation duct to the roof, and then opened the climbing rope, and with the help of the rope, jumped from the dark Western-style fireplace ventilation wall.

As an ace agent, three minutes later, he was already standing in the small garden behind, and then skillfully removed the rope hook and loop, and then grasped the rope in his hand. The patrol of the US troops was relatively lax in the second half of the night, and Zhou Ronghua avoided the patrol according to the time calculated when he stepped on the spot in advance, and disappeared into the vast night. …,

After returning, he used the darkroom equipment he had brought with him to develop the film without having time to rest, and with the help of a magnifying glass, he gradually saw all the content that the doctor was working on.

In addition to the Japanese barracks, there is also a structural plan for the underground facilities of the project! What kind of project is this? Dr. Yamamoto didn't study any arsenals, and the drawings were a kind of weird graphics that had never been seen before.

Zhou Ronghua could only identify the engineering drawings, and judging from the above markings, it must be a building located underground.

"Is it a secret underground troop amass, or something else?" Zhou Ronghua asked himself in his heart.

He stared at the drawing film and felt a pang of nervousness!

If it is really a secret station, then once the squadron enters Seoul, it will be very likely to be attacked by Japan, and it seems that Japan has begun to notice China's intentions against Korea

He wanted to pass on this top-secret document and the latest movements of the Japanese army, but Zhou Ronghua was very helpless, and he was currently fighting alone.

He is currently a researcher at the "Institute of Korean Studies of the Imperial Japanese Empire", and he lives in a dormitory prepared for him by the Japanese, and it is not so easy to send out information

Now, he desperately needs a help

The next morning, Zhou Ronghua went to work at the "Institute for Korean Studies of the Imperial Japanese Empire" as usual, and his assistant Park Guangxing hurried into his office.

"Researcher Zhou, something happened to the Social Department next door!" Park Kwang-heung said nervously.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ronghua asked casually.

"Do you remember that guy Chun Doo-hee?" Park Kwang-heung looked to the side.

"Ah, remember, we've met a few times." Zhou Ronghua nodded.

Zhou Ronghua suddenly felt that the situation was a little surprised.

The so-called "Ministry of Social Affairs" is actually a North Korean spy organization, which is responsible for monitoring the entire staff of the "Institute of Korean Studies of the Great Japanese Empire", including itself.

Didn't this guy follow himself to the Han River yesterday?

"What's wrong, what's going on?" Zhou Ronghua just asked casually.

"That guy killed a sniper on the Han River, along with two of his men." After Park Kwang-heung finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Who did you listen to?" Zhou Ronghua suddenly became epaulettes.

"It's Captain King, and he's an old friend of mine." Park Kwang-heung is a little ostentatious.

Zhou Ronghua made his tone sound calm and cold: "Oh, have you caught the murderer?" ”

"No, the problem is that no one knows what that guy and his two companions are doing by the river, and the security in Seoul is still very bad, and their deaths are probably done by people from the North Korean Resistance."

Park Kwang-heung is an intelligence expert, and he can only give a rough conclusion about this matter. After Zhou Ronghua heard this, he felt a little nervous, he must be a sniper, it is very difficult to kill the three people driving in the car, if he has not undergone special training, it is impossible to be so clean.

Although Zhou Ronghua is glad that these guys have disappeared, at least, there will be a nasty tail behind him

Who did it? Could it be that someone secretly helped him? Obviously, there is a probability that this matter has at least 70% to do with him, so who will this person be?

Zhou Ronghua pretended to be compassionate and sympathetic to Jeon Doo-hee's death, but he still had to inquire about this matter through other channels, so he broke up with Park Guangxing and went to the intelligence room, where he picked up a few outdated internal reports.

However, he met Park Sung-chu's intelligence officer in the corridor of the intelligence department.

"Mr. Chengchu? You're here to do something? ”

When Park Chengchu saw Zhou Ronghua, he hurriedly followed, and asked mysteriously, "Do you know that Jeon Doo-hee was beaten to death?" ”…,

"Got it, looks like we're all going to have a lot of fun!"

Pu Chengchu looked back with a frown, didn't say anything, and then followed Zhou Ronghua into the car.

"Researcher Zhou, do you know how they died?" Park Chengchu said mysteriously.

"I don't know! Isn't it fruitless? Zhou Ronghua shrugged.

"No results? That's fooling the outside world! Park Chengchu was very disdainful, and then whispered:

"I'm here today for this, you may not know that the three guys of Jeon Doo-hee took the proprietress of the comfort camp to the Han River to have fun!"

"Oh" Zhou Ronghua replied casually: "I don't want to inquire about such boring things, the only thing that worries me is that the people of the resistance group are too arrogant, and they dare to come to Seoul to kill people, God knows who among us will be the next victim." I've got to be on my guard! ”

Park Chengchu sighed: "Yes, this bowl of rice is really not delicious, the Japanese never treat us as human beings, and the North Koreans don't treat us as human beings, we are angry at both ends." Now that even my own life is threatened, if I am not careful, maybe tomorrow you will never see me again, or, I will never see you again. ”

Zhou Ronghua smiled.

Yes, his identity is top secret, and God knows if he will one day die at the guns of his own people.

What makes me most curious is, who exactly is secretly helping him? When accepting the hidden mission, Director Yu Lei had already told himself very clearly:

His identity is only in the hands of Director Yu.

What is the purpose of the person who helps him? Is it friend or foe? How can I confirm it, how can I meet this person?

Zhou Ronghua thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have an answer

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Park Sung-chu pushed him.

Zhou Ronghua smiled bitterly and said: "I'm wondering if we have to help each other in the future to avoid this situation from happening again, for example, I think we can share information so that everyone knows what the other party is doing, and we can also be vigilant." ”

"yes, why didn't I think of that?" Park Chengchu shouted, and then applauded repeatedly: "This is really good, just do it, share intelligence, we have to be on guard against those hateful resistance organizations at all times!" ”

Zhou Ronghua smiled: "Then we will decide!" ”