After receiving a call from Mamoru Iichi, Masao Ikeda had another sleepless night, and this time he was not worried that Fujikawa was alone at the Central Hotel.

He went over in person, one person was on duty in the first half of the night, and one person was on duty in the second half of the night.

As a result, the night was fine, and the wind and waves were calm.

Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief and preparing to return to the gendarmerie headquarters, a phone call came, and the gendarmerie headquarters was stolen.

Not much of a valuable item was missing, a Parker fountain pen, a birthday present from Masao Ikeda's wife, with Ikeda's name on it.

In addition, the thieves left a letter on the "Yaksha" in Masao Ikeda's safe.

Masao Ikeda suddenly understood that the "Yaksha" was telling himself that you could keep the Central Hotel like an iron bucket, but what about other places?

Yaksha has become a big problem for him Ikeda Masao, as long as he is in Nanjing for a day, he will not have a good life.

Also who didn't sleep well all night was Nanzao Yunzi, who knew very well that what she got back was a fake check, and once it was discovered, her life could come to an end.

This is not the result she wanted!

A woman, not yet thirty years old, she doesn't want to wither so prematurely.

"Big brother, how is it, is she still as calm as during the day?" Leng Feng put on a cotton coat and quietly came behind Cong Hu.

During dinner, Leng Feng gave Cong Hu a task, which was to observe Nan Zaoyunzi's every move in the secret room.

This chamber was originally built according to the layout of the cell, so some hidden observation openings were reserved, and of course the people inside did not know.

Of course. Nanzao Yunzi was imprisoned. Should have experience. However, Leng Feng obviously overestimated this "flower of spies" of the Japanese army.

She didn't find anything special about this cell, and since the military commander had built such a secret room, he didn't want people to know some of its secrets.

So, even a seasoned spy has some negligence.

"It's been two hours since I got into bed, turned over five times, and got up once." Cong Hu said softly.

"It's a ghost in our hearts, so we'll have to pay attention to it tomorrow. This woman is very cunning. Leng Feng smiled.

If the Japanese can obediently give money, then the sun really rises in the west.

"Got it, big brother, go to sleep, I'll continue to watch."

"Hmm."

slept until midnight, Leng Feng woke people up, and Tang Hui came back.

This guy is a famous "thief", if it weren't for this beauty, he would probably be at large now.

"Boss, I'm back." Tang Hui looked flattering.

"How?"

"That little Ikeda devil is a poor ghost. There were just a few documents in the safe, not much. I saw a good pen on his desk, so I brought it back to you. Tang Hui Xianbao seemed to take out a pitch-black Parker pen and came out.

"Yes, this fountain pen is exquisitely made, and it is worth at least ten oceans!"

"It's only ten oceans?"

"What, ten dollars is too little?" Leng Feng said, "How many days do ordinary people have to work to save ten oceans?" ”

"Boss, do you think these documents are useful?"

"Put the documents first, and hand over the money you got from the safe first?" Leng Feng glanced at him and said.

"Don't, boss, did I get this in exchange for my life?"

"You're on a mission, not stealing chickens and dogs on the rivers and lakes!" Leng Feng said, "You don't know the rules of the Yaksha? ”

"Yes, but ......"

"Don't be, do I want me to search you before you can take it out?" Leng Feng's eyes were cold.

"I'll take it, I'll take it, it's not easy to do a job, alas!"

Tang Hui took out some banknotes from his jacket pocket, including yen, fiat currency, and of course, some oceans.

The buckle rope is added up, and there are hundreds.

"Take your pants off!"

"Boss, there's really no more!" Tang Hui was anxious.

"Take off your pants!"

took off his pants, and a bunch of oceans fell to the ground, and at this time, everyone woke up and watched the excitement around Tang Hui with a smile.

"Tang Hui's ass is ......"

"Dare to hide money, these are good-looking!"

"Take off your shoes!"

"Boss, don't worry, I'm naked!" Tang Hui was about to cry.

"This time I will spare you, and next time, I will strip you naked and throw you out to freeze for half a day." Leng Feng threw his pants and clothes at him.

Tang Hui hurriedly took it and put it on, and there was a burst of laughter around him.

"Let me reiterate discipline, we are an army, not some bandits, everything captured will be returned to the public, and then distributed, you will be paid a military salary every month, and there will be allowances, for this little money, you will lose your future and life, it's not worth it, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Let's go to sleep, Yun Feng, come and help me count the money and give Tang Hui a credit!" Leng Feng called Song Yunfeng.

"Yes, sir!"

"Boss, can we be promoted to a second lieutenant with this skill?" Tang Hui asked as he licked his face.

"You kid, you're quite an official fan?" Leng Feng laughed and scolded.

"Hey, hey, boss, that's what I asked......"

"Okay, what's yours is yours, and when you get the credit, even the general has to do it." Leng Feng smiled.

"Really?" Tang Hui said, "Can I still be a general?" ”

"This Western French emperor said that a soldier who does not want to be a marshal is not a good soldier, so it is nothing to be a general, only if you have this ambition, it is not impossible for a general." Leng Feng said.

"Hey, general, I'm going to be a general!"

Leng Feng smiled, although Tang Hui had some bad habits of greedy for money, but the essence was not bad, people were also smart, and it was not impossible for him to become a general in the future.

"Chief, there are 1,343 pieces of fiat currency, 372 pieces of ocean, and ...... yen Japanese Military Stamp ......"

"It's not bad, this guy Ikeda also got a lot of money, it's all the hard-earned money of our Chinese people, and these belong to the Chinese."

"Yes. He is just an ordinary Japanese soldier. You can grab so much money. Those official positions higher than him can be imagined, and they must have grabbed more than him. Song Yunfeng nodded.

"These accounts will be calculated with them in the future, and you will take care of the money first, and then ask you for it if necessary." Leng Feng commanded.

"Yes!"

Masao Ikeda, tomorrow morning should be a surprise.

Surprised, but not surprised, but frightened, Yaksha was able to touch the gendarmerie headquarters unconsciously. Wouldn't it be easy to steal your documents and belongings hidden in the safe without alerting anyone, if it were to take your own life.

If I had stayed at the gendarmerie headquarters last night, wouldn't my head have been removed?

After dawn, a military plane took off from Shanghai's Longhua Airport and landed at Guanghuamen Airport more than an hour later.

Half an hour later, Nanzao Yunzi successfully obtained the "check".

The Japanese did not give up and continued to send people to follow them. The result can be imagined, these people can only be sent to death.

This time. Masao Ikeda did not send anyone, but was a subordinate of the special high school and Shigemoto Sakata, a total of six people.

All of them were made under the knife.

Unfastening the blindfold, Nanzao Yunzi once again gained light, but this time it was not in the underground secret room, but in an abandoned courtyard.

"Miss Yunzi, where's the $10 million check?"

Nanzao Yunzi reached out and took out a cowhide paper envelope from his arms: "Mr. Leng, if you get the check, you will let me go?" ”

"Of course, I mean what I say, if there's nothing wrong with the check."

Nanzao Yunzi hesitated slightly, and handed the paper envelope to Leng Feng.

Leng Feng took it, opened it, and a check with a face value of $10 million fell from it and reached out to catch it.

Although Leng Feng has never seen a cashier's check in this era, however, the identification of the authenticity of some things is common.

"Which bank opened this cash cashier's check from Citi and who handled it?"

"Citibank Shanghai French Concession Branch, the manager is Mr. Kent."

"Citibank should have its own commercial radio station, can I ask about it right away?" Leng Feng looked at the promissory note on the surface, but in fact, Yu Guang was observing Nanzao Yunzi's reaction.

In fact, there is no need to check it, he also knows that this promissory note is fake, and even if it is real, the Japanese will not have a chance to let him cash it.

Sure enough, when Nanzao Yunzi heard that she was going to contact Citibank to confirm the authenticity, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, which was a sign of panic.

If there is no problem with the "promissory note", she does not have to panic.

"I need the frequency and call sign of Citibank Radio, can Miss Yunzi tell me?" Leng Feng asked.

"Of course ......"

"I need a radio, and I ask Miss Yunzi to help!" Leng Feng said.

"You're going to let me give you the radio?"

"Ten million dollars are given, what is a radio station?" Leng Feng said, "If I don't check it, how can I know if the check is genuine?" ”

"Okay, I can find you a radio!" Nanzo Yunzi took a deep breath.

"Xiaogang!"

"Call Ikeda Shosa at the Gendarmerie Headquarters and tell him that I need a radio and ask him to have it ready in ten minutes, and I will send someone to pick it up and inform him of the location."

Leng Feng commanded.

"What does Mr. Leng think of our Great Japanese Empire?"

"What do you say, Miss Yunzi?"

"Boss, the phone is connected, Ikeda agrees, and I will call in ten minutes to inform the handover location!" Li Xiaogang has just returned.

Masao Ikeda was so aggrieved that Yaksha actually called him and asked him for a radio station.

However, in addition to his anger, he calmed down, if he didn't give it, not only would the "Nanzao Yunzi" be in danger, but also the Tokyo Protection Group had not left, he didn't dare to take risks, and he didn't dare to gamble.

"What, you actually promised him?"

"General, I can't help it if I don't agree, Miss Yunzi is in his hands, the head of the Safang organ and the people sent by the special high class to follow him have all been killed, and there is no one alive, which shows that they are very powerful in the city, and we ......"

"Bastard, Yaksha, why are we always on the back foot in our fight with Yaksha?" The rice edict snarled.

"What do you want the Yaksha to do with the radio, don't they have a radio?"

"It's to confirm the check, and they have to call Citibank to ask if the check is genuine!" Masao Ikeda explains.

"A radio, give it to him." Fan Zhaoshou almost dropped the phone, but fortunately, Nanzao Yunzi was thoughtful and had thought of it a long time ago.

Ten minutes later, Leng Feng once again ordered Li Xiaogang to call Masao Ikeda and ask him to send the radio to somewhere in the south of the city.

"Miss Yunzi, it's better for you to go, it's more appropriate for you to go." Leng Feng said, the Japanese are not willing to fail, they will definitely send people to ambush, if they send Cong Hu to go, once they are surrounded by the Japanese, it will be troublesome.

Leng Feng didn't take this risk, but Nanzao Yunzi was different, she came forward, Cong Hu and the others secretly followed, she didn't know where Cong Hu and the others were, so even if there were ambushes, they would not fall into the trap.

This trick is unpleasant, as long as Nanzao Yunzi himself doesn't want to die.

It seems that Nanzo Yunzi has been appointed, re-blindfolded, plugged in earplugs, and is taken out to fetch the radio.

Of course, the Japanese would not give up, and there were heavy troops in ambush near the place where the radio station was placed, but what they didn't expect was that Nanzo Yunzi appeared.

Masao Ikeda received the report and almost vomited blood.

When I go, I sent Nanzao Yunzi to a certain place and put it down directly, and when I picked it up, it was not a fixed location, so it was useless for the Japanese to follow Nanzao Yunzi, as long as there were Japanese soldiers to follow, Cong Hu and they would not pick up people.

And as long as Nanzao Yunzi distances himself from the Japanese soldiers, Cong Hu and the others will take the opportunity to pick them up.

Even Cong Hu and they also prepared false targets, and after a few times, the Japanese army was almost tricked around, and the target was always lost.

As for the agents who are secretly stalking, it is not so polite, how many, how many die, without mercy.

For this reason, the special high school and the secret service have already lost more than a dozen experienced agents, and if they die like this, it is estimated that there will be no one.

Nanzao Yunzi was brought back smoothly, and it was still that courtyard, and Nanzao Yunzi felt as if she had walked through the line of life and death.

"Yes, the latest portable radio station, Xiaogang checked, is there any special device."

"Yes, sir!"

The so-called special device is a positioning transmitter, which can emit radio waves in a fixed frequency band, and as long as there is a receiver, it can receive its message.

This is the most suitable for positioning, of course, with the current technology, that is, an approximate range.

But something is better than nothing.

"Chief, there's a discovery." After a while, Li Xiaogang walked over with a small component in his hand.

"It seems that ours are gone, and it seems that the lesson of Ikeda Shaoza last night was not enough!" Leng Feng said coldly.

"Shaozuo, the signal is interrupted!"

"Damn, it's been discovered!" Masao Ikeda scolded angrily, "Can you be sure where it disappeared?" ”

"Report Shaozuo, it should be on the front street, but the exact location is not yet certain."

"Surround the street in front of me and search my house to house!"

"Hay!"

"Tiger, can the Japanese soldier who drove to Masao Ikeda do it?" Leng Feng stood beside Cong Hu and personally served as an observer for Cong Hu.

"Yes!"

"Okay, slow down your breathing, control your heartbeat, pay attention to customs, aim, three, two, one, shoot!" Leng Feng gave an order, and Cong Hu pulled the trigger without hesitation!

A dull gunshot!

Masao Ikeda's side three wheels "quacked" and suddenly made a circle on the spot, almost throwing him out.

Looking at the soldier in the driver, his chest was red, and he had already died of anger.

"There are assassins!" (To be continued.) )