Now, Wang Weiyi can let go and do what he wants.

The so-called "mutiny" Italian officers on the list were wiped out, including General Motta. These Italian officers were completely puzzled, and had no idea what was going on.

The Germans quickly took control of the Italian troops and took over their original defensive areas.

North Africa was basically in the hands of the Germans.

And Erwin. The riots Rommel had feared did not materialize.

It's all because of Ernst. Bream.

Without him, Africa would not be where it is now.

But at this time, Wang Weiyi was ready to leave Africa

Despite some reluctance, Rommel knew that Daunst had more important tasks for him to complete:

Win the most rebellious victory for Germany!

Wang Weiyi returned to the Ziguang military base, and his mission in Africa has come to an end. And when Xiao Ling asked if his next destination was to return to Germany, Wang Weiyi was silent for a while, and then slowly spit out three words from his mouth:

"Harbin!"

The sky of Harbin began to rain intensively.

In the thick rain and fog, Yuki Mitsuo hid in a small forest, holding a latest-type camera, and "snapped" at a building more than 30 meters in front of him.

This is a three-storey building in the style of European classical architecture, with high ground floor corners, large areas of walls and heavy eaves showing majesty and solemnity, and the six giant "Krins" pillars supported on the steps, and the "mountain flowers" on the top floor set off the style of Greek temples are more exquisite and gorgeous in the majesty. It's just that the continuous autumn rain has caused this elegant building to sink into a depression. Not even a single pedestrian on the road.

Yuki Mitsuo likes the weather, which allows him to shoot without distractions. His triangular eyes were fixed on a window on the third floor, his fingers pressing the shutter from time to time. After a long time, he put down his camera. He smiled and looked at the window again, and it seemed that instead of frosty glass, he saw a piece of fat with a fragrant fragrance.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he saw two figures, a man and a woman, coming from the bend of the road, holding umbrellas. Yuki frowned, put the camera back in his trench coat pocket, and then gripped the Browning pistol in his pocket tightly with his right hand. Eyes narrowed and stared cautiously at the two men.

"Why do people still come out to shop in this kind of ghost weather?"

As he muttered, the strange voice of the woman in the distance also sounded in the empty street: "I blame you, it's such a cold day." It was still raining, so I had to come out to see the consulate of Soviet Russia. ”

"You don't know, this is the most stylish Russian building in Harbin, let's go back to Tokyo tomorrow. If you don't look at it, you won't be able to see it. ”

The man and woman were heard talking. Yuki Mitsuo breathed a sigh of relief. Not only because it was a couple, but also because they spoke fluent Japanese, and from the point of view of their speech, it was obvious that they were Japanese tourists from Tokyo to China.

While thinking about it, the couple had already walked over, and suddenly saw Yuki Mitsuo in the woods, and was first startled, and then smiled.

"Hello sir. Can you help us," the man pointed to the Russian consulate with a camera in his hand and spoke in stiff Chinese. It seems that the word "photography" has not yet been learned.

Yuki Mitsuo had planned to greet his compatriots for a while, but when he thought of his work, he threw this thought down and said in Chinese, "No problem. ”

After speaking, he took the camera handed by the other party and was busy framing the two of them. But just as he was about to press the shutter, Yuki Mitsuo's face suddenly turned pale - in the frame of the camera, not only the smiling faces of the couple, but also two pistols raised against himself!

Yuki Mitsuo felt that the sweat pores all over his body burst open together, and in an instant, the cold wind penetrated his whole body, he threw down the camera suddenly, and his right hand quickly reached into the pocket of his windbreaker, but as soon as the tips of his fingers touched the handle of the gun, three crisp sounds sounded in the air with three crisp sounds!

Yuki Mitsuo only felt a few violent earthquakes in his chest, and then three streams of blood gushed out in front of him, and before the screams in his mouth could be released, two bullets pierced the autumn wind and rushed straight at him.

This time, he was knocked straight to the ground, his eyes widened, but everything in front of him was fading away, only the voice came to his ears more clearly, in addition to the howling cold wind and the frightened chirping of birds, there was also a woman's voice: "Yuki, do you still want that information?" ”

Duan Yimu, director of the Harbin Police Department, subconsciously gouged out his ears, and he clearly heard the sound of smashing the table on the phone, which was so loud that it almost overshadowed Hiroshi Yamaguchi's roar at the same time:

"This is the fourth assassination in a month, and your police department is all eating dry food?"

"Yes, yes, I'll send someone to search for it immediately!" Duan Yimu couldn't wipe the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly responded.

On the other end of the phone, Hiroshi Yamaguchi, head of the Harbin Intelligence Department of the Japanese Kwantung Army, snorted insidiously, "The search and arrest work is in charge of our Kwantung Army gendarmerie, and your police department will increase patrols, but there is one important thing you have to send competent people to do!" ”

Duan Yimu just breathed a sigh of relief, but he was nervous again by Yamaguchi Hiroshi's last sentence, he listened with bated breath and nodded again and again. "Yes, I understand!"

"Do you really understand? So what do you do when you're done? Hiroshi Yamaguchi asked pitifully.

Duan Yimu lowered his voice and said cautiously, "I promise that he will never confide a word." ”

Seeing Hiroshi Yamaguchi put down the phone with satisfaction, his henchman Hiro Honzawa Taro asked in wonder, "General, do you really want to hand over that task to the National Police Agency?" I don't think it's possible to do it with their abilities. ”

Yamaguchi Hiroshi sighed regretfully and said: "I don't know about this, this task has always been in charge of Mu Jun, but he has been killed, the army headquarters has limited us to get this information within three days, and it is too late to temporarily replace people, it is better to throw this burden to Duan Yimu, and use the dead horse as a live horse doctor." ”

Speaking of Yuki Mitsuo, Hiromoto Sawataro said suspiciously: "Yuki-kun has obviously figured out the password, why don't you take action?" ”

Hiroshi Yamaguchi muttered, "He must have made a discovery more important than the password, but no one knows now." ”

After speaking, he looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and changed the topic, "Now it is more important to find out the murderer of Yu Mujun!" This man has already carried out four assassination campaigns in a few days, and all of them have been directed against our Kwantung Army, with clever and unobtrusive methods, and he must have been a professionally trained agent. No matter who it is, these anti-Manchu anti-Japanese elements must be cleared out, otherwise our days in Manchuria will never be peaceful! ”

Hiroshi Yamaguchi doesn't like this autumn in Harbin, and so does Hou Dalei, especially now. Because although he was holding a big umbrella, he was poured into a soup chicken by the rain, and he was constantly reprimanded.

"Grandma's, you kid has a solid umbrella, and the rain is pouring down!" The sound came from underground, in a cellar peculiar to a northeastern family.

"I said, big brother, what are you doing in the cellar on this rainy day?" Hou Dalei wiped the rain on his face with his wet sleeves, shivering constantly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he froze, and at the same time his whole body was hot, and a yellow thing was thrown out of the cellar.

He hadn't seen it, but he knew that it was a gold bar. Immediately after, the second, third, and fourth gold bars were thrown in front of him one after another.

Hou Dalei sat on the muddy ground, looked directly at the four gold bars, and muttered: "Big brother, dare you to make a lot of money in the past few years!" ”

"Fish! After three years of Qing Governor's Mansion and 100,000 snowflakes of silver, I desperately saved four gold bars, and I couldn't be clearer anymore! "The laughter and scolding still came from the ground, but it immediately turned into pure scolding." Grandma's, what about umbrellas? Kill me! ”

Hou Dalei found that the umbrella in his hand was sheltering the gold bars from the wind and rain, he hurriedly raised the umbrella to the mouth of the cellar, and asked suspiciously: "Big brother, isn't it just four gold bars?" And "

Before he finished speaking, Hou Dalei was completely stupid, looking at the things sticking out of the cellar mouth, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and the muzzles of the two black holes were facing his head!

Hou Dalei was not afraid, because Mo Guangzhi under the cellar would never shoot at him, he was speechless because he had never seen these two exquisite, brand-new rifles.

But he didn't bother to ask this, but looked at Mo Guangzhi who crawled out of the cellar, and asked blankly: "Big brother, what are you doing here?" ”

"What are you going to do? It's not because of the call Duan Yimu just called. Mo Guangzhi covered the cellar lid, carried two sniper rifles and walked into the house, Hou Dalei picked up the four gold bars, and said while rubbing them: "Brother Daqing is also afraid, I don't think it's a big deal, maybe let you go back and continue to be the chief of the criminal department." ”

"I wondered, have you been living in vain for the past five years? There has been no growth at all. Five years ago you were twelve years old, and now you're still a twelve-year-old brain! ”

"I was thirteen that year."

"I'm talking about the first birthday!"

"Even if you're right, why haven't I grown? At that time, I must have fainted when I saw the gold bars, but now there is nothing! Hou Dalei licked his lips as he looked at the gold bar, and then was busy finding clean clothes for Mo Guangzhi.

"Do you still need to see gold bars? At that time, you could faint when you saw ten dollars, and you couldn't steal ten dollars a day, and those people who asked for food also knocked you unconscious. If I hadn't rescued you from the cave, you kid would have been finished! ”

"No, it's twenty yuan a day, and my skills are not that bad." Before Mo Guangzhi could finish speaking, Hou Dalei interrupted him.

"You brag and never blink." Mo Guangzhi took off his muddy clothes and reached out to take the shirt handed over by Hou Dalei, "Let me tell you, not only am I ten years older than you, but I eat—"

"You eat more salt than I eat, and the women you sleep with sleep more than I do, except that your eyes are not as big as mine, and the rest are better than me. Big brother, are you right? (To be continued......)