Goro Narita, who was bored, stared blankly at the sky outside the window. The long wait for www.biquge.info had made him a little sleepy, and he had to drink coffee to refresh himself.

"Ready to act."

When he heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the black top hat on the coat rack, and then looked at Watanabe, the leader of the action team, the guy who was only 1.4 meters tall.

"Narita, you're still in charge of taking pictures. The technology has advanced a lot lately, do me a favor in a few days. ”

Hearing this, Narita replied with some disgust:

"Hey!"

The so-called help is to shoot Watanabe's "majestic posture", of course, you have to give the prostitute a sum of money to cooperate, otherwise his "distance" is not so brave.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Watanabe had a smile on his face, he brought the lump of things in his hand to his nose and sniffed deeply, and then said with an intoxicated face:

"The rest of the people are in charge of covering, and today the drawings of that Swiss must be photographed, the Imperial Army needs advanced weapons."

In order to get out of the financial crisis, the empire also took a series of measures, such as devaluing the currency, increasing military spending, and so on. However, most of the money was divided by the navy's red deer before the rest fell into the hands of the army. This operation was also a trick that the upper echelons of the army came up with because they were reluctant to spend money.

Looking at Watanabe's approaching face, Narita quietly took a few steps back. The guy was holding stolen underwear in his hand, and it was the kind of "original" goods, and he felt his scalp tingle when he thought about it.

"Hey!"

Night is always the best cover for action, and every time this happens, Goro Narita feels a burst of joy in his heart. Especially when he shot those Chinese people, he was about to fly into the sky.

"Such a nice place, it should have been an empire!"

As the son of a poor peasant, he knew all too well what land meant. As long as all the Chinese people are killed, then everyone will have land to plant, and they will not be so poor.

But at this moment, Watanabe stopped and bought a pack of Cosmic brand cigarettes from a nearby shop. Then tear it open as fast as you can and pull a card out of it.

"Ah, Miss Butterfly, I finally got this silver card."

Cosmic Cigarettes held an event, and for every 12 photos of a movie star, you could get a pure gold card with an autograph. Watanabe spends the most money every month, except for custom shops, which is to buy cigarettes.

Seeing that he was already immersed in ecstasy, Narita reminded in a low voice:

"The head of the group is in place, isn't it?"

Without transitioning, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and said with his hands dancing:

"Narita, I have this silver card, ho-ho-ho!"

Narita knew that the bastard was already too excited to help himself, and after shaking his head, he made a few movements. The rest of the group immediately dispersed and went where they were supposed to be. After all, this is a public concession, and it would be bad if it caught the attention of the patrol house.

Watanabe muttered something in a low voice.

"Narita, you're too nervous, remember the secret school curriculum, you have to learn to hide your heart, can't let others see your thoughts, and then use the fatal blow!"

Narita's face froze.

"Yes, Watanabe-senpai."

Watanabe, of course, was not a straw bale, on the contrary, he performed very well, once disguised as a beggar and traveled to southern Yunnan in China, which also collected a lot of first-hand information for the empire.

"Almost, let's get started!"

Carefully receiving the silver card into his arms, Watanabe patted it uneasily, and then put on a pair of black gloves.

Today, Yatsu met with the Swiss representative to discuss the sale of the drawings, but the price was not negotiated. As the time would last until eleven o'clock, the delegate would not be able to return to the British Concession and would have to rest for the night in the Public Concession.

Of course, this was all arranged by the special high class, and he had already drugged the representative's coffee, and he should have slept like a dead pig by this time.

Seeing Narita and Watanabe walking into the hotel, a front desk waiter quickly stood up and asked:

"Sir, may I ask you ......."

Watanabe immediately replied with a smile:

"Let's go to the sixth floor to find Mr. Sugiura in room 609, he should have a message."

Hearing Watanabe's words, the waiter quickly flipped through the records.

"You're Mr. Watanabe, Mr. Sugiura is already waiting for you."

Watanabe said goodbye to him with a grin, and then walked onto the elevator on the side. It's just that they didn't go to Sugiura, but came to the gate of 608 on the opposite side. Narita took out a key and gently inserted it into the keyhole.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened.

"Whew, whew!"

The Swiss representative was lying on the bed snoring thunderously, and next to him was a blonde woman. looked at the porcelain white that was half exposed, it should have been half of the skirt opened, and the whole person fell asleep.

Watanabe muttered:

"What a pity!"

The lights in the room weren't turned off, and Narita quickly found the briefcase, and after flipping out the drawings, he took pictures one after another.

"Group leader, you can go."

"Narita come and help me!"

Only then did he realize that Watanabe was struggling to move the woman.

Narita took a few steps over and helped Watanabe drag the woman's waist. But he soon realizes that something is wrong, because Watanabe's target is actually a pink thing.

After taking a deep sniff, Watanabe said intoxicated:

"Truly original!"

Narita only then realized that the woman's upper body was already empty. And Watanabe's suit pockets are already bulging.

"The harvest is good, it turned out to be a Colan brand, and it costs five dollars to buy the goods, let's go!"

Watanabe said contentedly.

The night was still so deep, except for a few drunks who couldn't find a home and were still staggering, the streets had quieted down.

It's just that Watanabe instantly realized that something was wrong, and he ducked aside as soon as he rolled. And the unlucky Narita's head has already opened a big hole.

"Red deer!"

Watanabe cursed to himself, jumped up and ran forward, only to see a man burst out at a bend.

"Bang Bang!"

The gun in Watanabe's hand went off. This is a stunt he practiced hard, he can hit the opponent while running, and sure enough, the person was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground in an instant.

"Why isn't there support?"

Thinking of this, Watanabe's heart sank, and it seemed that other subordinates were also unlucky. But at this moment, the man lying on the ground actually moved, and then he saw a fire.

"Yaga, I've been shot."

Watanabe stared in disbelief at a hole in his body, then threw himself forward and fell to the ground.

The man on the ground stood up, slumped over to him, and fired another shot.

"The camera is here!"

"Oh, this little devil has also collected a set of silver cards, not bad, yes, I'm still five missing!"

"You kid has a big life, if you don't wear body armor, I can only burn you."

"This devil is really fast, he shot without seeing the action, it seems that he has to practice hard when he goes back!" (To be continued.) )