Chapter 85: The Killer
A few days ago, in order to control the circulation and consumption of drugs in the Shanghai market, and to prevent the Kuomintang from having the opportunity to obtain these medicines, especially Western medicines, No. 76 had conducted a comprehensive investigation and registration of private clinics in Shanghai.
The midwinter season is not the time of high incidence of plague, and since Hideo Fukuda, who was accidentally infected while studying plague bacteria, came to Shanghai for treatment in secret, he would not go to several major hospitals for treatment of infectious diseases in order to hide people's eyes. Although there were constant conflicts and frictions between Japan and Europe and the United States, the Shanghai Concession still existed, and the consulates of various countries were still there. For the sake of secrecy and for the safety of Hideo Fukuda, the biggest possibility is to find a high-end private clinic where the licensed physician is an infectious disease expert, and wrap it up for Hideo Fukuda to use alone. There are not many such private clinics.
Liu Zezhi signed and registered, and asked for a large number of all kinds of texts, some of which were read carefully, and some of which were hastily flipped through a few sheets. After more than two hours, he handed the text back to the confidential officer. Leaving the confidential room.
After getting off work, Liu Zezhi was holding a pot of narcissus with rain flower stones, and was about to leave, but Ni Xin stopped him: "Why are you going?" Still holding a pot of flowers? β
"I'll go to Jianxue...... Teacher Xu sent it over. Where is my white plum blossom? β
Ni Xin smiled: "Still thinking about your pot of white plum blossoms?" Cheapskate! I gave it away. Don't leave yet, Director Li called just now and asked you to wait for him in the office. I'll go first. β
Liu Zezhi thought about it and called his younger brother Liu Wu to advise, Liu Wu nodded and walked away with Narcissus. After waiting for more than an hour, Li Shiqun rushed back from the Japanese headquarters: "Zezhi, you have something to do." The last time you went to Manchukuo for a meeting, did you see a man named Hideo Fukuda? β
Liu Zezhi thought about it carefully and replied: "It seems that there is such a person who comes to the meeting every day, but he has never spoken. I had a few conversations with him at dinner, and he said he wasn't an intelligence agent. I wonder if I'm not an intelligence officer. β
"People have a good impression of you. This person came to Shanghai for treatment, and he will arrive tomorrow, and when he heard that it was No. 76 who was in charge of his security during his stay in Shanghai, he immediately remembered you. Tomorrow you go to the station to pick it up. Fukuda-kun's safety during his stay in Shanghai is the responsibility of you and Ryuzo Yamaki. β
Liu Ze's heart was stunned, how can this be good? After Hideo Fukuda's accident, how to get rid of it? He replied, "Yes, then I'll go and discuss with Yamaki-kun first, and then go to the action team to transfer a few people." β
"It's right to transfer a few people, Yamaki Ryuzo's subordinates are all Japanese, and the goal is too big. However, Ryuzo Yamaki went to the Japanese headquarters on a business trip, and it will end tomorrow. I have already explained to him, tomorrow at noon at eleven o'clock at the station, you go to the VIP room to find Yamaki Ryuzo. This is the address of a clinic, you go and take a trip to the clinic first. Prepare the doctor and nurse. β
"Yes, my subordinates will do it."
Liu Zezhi went out with the address of the clinic, alas, it was originally busy for a while before he circled six clinics where Hideo Fukuda might settle down, and I thought that Zhou Chengbin still needed to track and eliminate in order to determine the final goal. Now that the exact address is available, and the location and time of Hideo Fukuda's arrival in Shanghai are also available, if Hideo Fukuda is killed, won't he become a serious suspect? What to do? We must immediately get in touch with Zhou Chengbin again to discuss countermeasures.
Before leaving No. 76 to go to the clinic, Liu Zezhi called Xu Jianxue: "Jianxue, have you received it?" Okay, then you cultivate well and strive for the Spring Festival flowering. Originally, I also found you a pot of white plum blossoms, who knew that Ni Xin, the one you saw when you visited me in the hospital last time, was about to leave halfway. Remembered? It's the one who's a little taller than me...... What the? How can he be as Sven as you say? Listen to me, that flower farmer, that's the one I bought his flowers yesterday, and I also ordered two pots of peonies from him, and when it's time, I'll send them to you. But the small business is a bit unreliable, I have to watch him, today I wanted to go to the flower market to find him, too busy to care. I still have some things, so I won't talk to you anymore, if it's not too late after the busy night, I will pass by your house and want to eat a bowl of rice balls made by Sister Ji. Okay, let's do this first, wait for me. β
At nine o'clock in the evening, Liu Zezhi saw Zhou Chengbin, who had received a notice and was waiting at Xu Jianxue's house, disguised as a sewer repair worker. At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, you are going to pick up the car? Who's picking it up? β
Liu Zezhi said: "Really? Impossible, right? Jianxue, you come and find a train timetable for me to check. Liu Zezhi took the timetable and checked it, and it was really as Zhou Chengbin said, and he couldn't help but secretly admire Zhou Chengbin's memory. Ryuzo Yamaki and I went to the station to pick up people, and we pounced, which is not polite. It is said that Li Shiqun will not hide it from us. When Hideo Fukuda arrived in Shanghai, the two of us were responsible for safety, what kind of car to take, is it necessary to hide it? β
Zhou Chengbin asked, "You went to the clinic just now, how was the situation?" β
"It's very smooth, the clinic seems to have known about this for a long time, and agreed. But I didn't see Dr. Zhang, only his wife and head nurse. It was said that Dr. Zhang would rush back to Shanghai from Jiaxing at 11 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. β
"Jiaxing? It is 120 kilometers away from Shanghai, and it takes three hours by train. Also eleven o'clock at noon? Hideo Fukuda set off from Tohoku five days ago? Zezhi, do you remember that the newspaper two days ago said that Jiaxing had a sudden hepatitis? Dr. Zhang is an infectious disease expert and probably went to Jiaxing. β
Liu Zezhi nodded and said, "Very likely." If Hideo Fukuda were to be treated in Jiaxing, the goal would be much smaller. I should have seen Dr. Zhang in Jiaxing, and after the examination, it was found that due to various reasons, such as: blood test, urine test, electrocardiogram, laboratory tests, other doctors for consultation, etc., Jiaxing had no conditions, so I had to go back to Shanghai for treatment. β
Zhou Chengbin habitually closed his eyes and pondered, and then said: "Zezhi, I remember that you just said that you had seen Hideo Fukuda?" Can you draw a portrait of him? β
Liu Zezhi looked at his watch and replied, "I can only try, I have to leave soon, and I don't know how to draw, except for human skeleton diagrams." β
More than ten minutes later, Liu Zezhi drew a rough outline, and he didn't feel like it, and said a little embarrassed: "I can only do this." The man had no makeup, had two mustaches, a wide distance between his eyes, and was of medium height with an inch head. By the way, he's a left-hander, and when he eats with me, it's awkward. β
Zhou Chengbin smiled: "Okay, it's not easy. You hurry back, you should go to the station tomorrow to go to the station, I'll figure out something else. β
Zhou Chengbin took Yang Shuang to Jiaxing, which is 120 kilometers away from Shanghai, overnight, and first deliberately stayed outside the station, until the train to Shanghai was about to leave at 8 o'clock in the morning, and then he hurriedly trotted up, and finally rushed to the first carriage of the train at the last minute. The conductor checked the tickets of the two of them and said, "Your two seats are in the last car, which is a second-class car." Let's get over there. By the way, don't go, I remembered, I haven't checked the luggage of the two of you. Routine, alas, this year. Lao Wang, there are two more that haven't been checked, you can come and take a look. β
An old policeman in his forties walked over with a baton. Zhou Chengbin said breathlessly: "I finally caught up with the car, don't worry, you check slowly, and wait for us to take a breath, and run for more than three miles in one go." β
After a while, the conductor and the policeman who accompanied the train also finished checking, and the two picked up their luggage and walked to the back box. The first four carriages are all hard-seated third-class carriages, and it is almost the New Year, and the vehicles are full of people. Zhou Chengbin, who was dressed as a small clerk, kept nodding and laughing: "Borrow light, please let me go, thank you." β
"I'm sorry, let's get over it"
"Is this your pig's head and bacon? Sorry, please take it, don't let us step on it. β
"Didn't run into you, did you? Excuse me. I'm sorry. β
Passing through these four carriages, there is a dining car, and behind the dining car are two first-class carriages. It is a box for four people, it is said to be a box, but there is no door, only a white curtain, most of the curtains are not closed, and a very few are opened, and there is a big gap, and when the wind blows, the curtain is rolled up, which only means do not disturb. Zhou Chengbin cheered up and looked at the four roads, the first two private rooms were a family of several people, some old and some young. In the back compartment sat several schoolgirls, and in the next room were two rich country men dressed in new squirrel satin robes, new but old. There were two other retinues who looked like servants. In the fifth box, there were only three men in suits, with a half-worn navy blue blazer held up on a coat hanger on the coat hook, one looking out the window boredly, one flipping through a few newspapers, and one napping on the coffee table. Zhou Chengbin seemed to have stumbled, almost fell, and half of his body crashed into this box. He held on to the wall of the box with his hand, barely stood firm, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Excuse me. β
The three people in the box did not embarrass him and ignored him, and Zhou Chengbin hurriedly left.
In the sixth box, the curtain hangs low and is drawn so tightly that you can't see the inside clearly.
Zhou Chengbin didn't stop, and the two walked back to the second-class car behind them and found their seats. Zhou Chengbin took out the teacup and said in a low voice, "Do you see it clearly?" Inside the box with the curtain on the door, it was Hideo Fukuda. The two in the box next to him were his attendants, and the other was a doctor. β
Yang Shuang was surprised, why didn't I see it at all? But Zhou Chengbin's words were conclusive, and he couldn't help but believe it. Zhou Chengbin whispered a few words, Yang Shuang nodded and agreed, got up and took off his coat, wearing only a suit vest, picked up the teacup and went to the boiling water room to make tea.
After a while, from the small warehouse with mail at the back, which was also the temporary lounge of the conductor, a conductor walked out and walked more than ten meters past Zhou Chengbin. Zhou Chengbin also followed, as if he was going to the dining car to eat.
Yang Shuang, who disguised himself as a conductor, walked to the private room where Zhou Chengbin identified Hideo Fukuda as attachΓ© sitting, walked in and blocked the door and said, "Is there still an empty place here?" I'll arrange for someone to come over in a moment, and both of you will be seated by the window? Take the ticket and I'll take a look. β
Inside, two male passengers sat opposite each other by the window, while the other man was still sleeping on the coffee table. A man said unquestioningly, "That's not good, these four seats are ours." A figure flashed, and it seemed that someone had entered the box next door.
Yang Shuang was very strange: "That is, your companion didn't catch the car?" Two gentlemen, it's almost the New Year, there are a lot of people on the train, and many people don't have seats, you can do it, I'll ask them to give you a little tea money. β
The man said with a straight face: "No discussion, we are not short of money." Hurry up. β
Yang Shuang didn't give up, trying to persuade these two strange guests to earn a tip: "Money is one thing, sir, you see, some people are old and young, and they don't have seats, and you can't bear to look at them, right?" At a glance at the faces of the two of you, you are a compassionate and benevolent person......" The curtain of the box next door seemed to be blown by the wind, and after a few moves, a figure flashed and disappeared.
"That's it! Less nonsense, hurry up! If you don't leave, I'll talk to you! β
"Okay, I'm leaving, what a big temper."
After a while, Yang Shuang, who was wearing a suit vest, walked back to his seat with two cups of hot tea, and Zhou Chengbin was already leisurely flipping through the newspaper. After a while, the train arrived at Zhuji Station, stopped and set off again, and Zhou Chengbin and Yang Shuang's seats were already empty.
This book was first published in Book King