Hirai Temple Ichicho Nakasa still has lingering palpitations. The body of the arrest team member who was shot through the neck by the Eighth Route Army was lying in a temporary barracks on the southern outskirts of Wencheng. The bullets of the 38-style cavalry gun almost knocked half of his neck flying, and the shocking body made the captain of the gendarmerie who had never been on the battlefield feel sick for a while. The only thing to be thankful for is that he made a decisive decision to raise his legs and run first outside Lihuapu Village, otherwise, it is very likely that he will be caught up by the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army; That precise and ferocious shot may hit him.

Fortunately, the members of the capture team who stayed behind relied on a temporary position to block the pursuit of the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army, and successfully broke away from the battlefield and returned to the temporary barracks before reinforcements were sent. This is certainly thanks to the squad leader of the capture squad, Lieutenant Mizukawa.

The commander of the Hagiwara Brigade clearly instructed the arrest team to rest and recuperate in the barracks, carefully sort out the whole process of the operation, and ensure that there were no leaks of secrets; Don't go out until you get a new order. Soon, Hirai Temple Ichichusa met with the head of the secret service of Bunjo, and Masao Kojima and his party of five arrived at the barracks in a car; Immediately three people disappeared. The captain of the gendarmerie didn't know that the three men from the plainclothes team of the Wenseong secret service were sent to the direction of Ewhapo.

The Kojima agency inquired in detail about the development of the entire incident from Hirai Teriichi, and also personally inspected the bodies of the members of the arresting team. Lieutenant Mizukawa reported to Osaku Kojima what had happened on the blocking position. Everyone present was shocked by the marksmanship of the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army. The commander of the brigade on behalf of Kojima rewarded Lieutenant Mizukawa and informed him that several experienced battlefield veterans would soon be added to his ranks. This was very gratifying to the latter.

Masao Kojima, who returned to the Bunjo secret service, met with members of the plainclothes team who had returned from reconnaissance in the Ewhapo area two days later. They reported that the Eighth Route Army in the village had continued to advance south. The news from the villagers is that there are dozens of people in this Eighth Route Army, including infantry and cavalry, and even female soldiers and large convoys; They left five or six people behind in Ewha Po, and now they live in a villager's house. However, the members of the plainclothes team did not succeed in figuring out where this Eighth Route Army came from and what its intentions were.

Kojima reported this information to the commander of the Hagiwara Akira Brigade. Based on the overall feedback from the army secret services in Shanxi recently, it is reflected that the Eighth Route Army, led by the Communist Party, is establishing so-called "base areas" in a wide range of villages in Shanxi and recruiting troops. The breadth of the area involved is astonishing. In this regard, the brigade commander Major General keenly judged that the Communist Party's move was obviously an attempt to build up a private army on a large scale while the frontal battle in Shanxi was in full swing; As for whether this private army will be immediately launched into an attack on the imperial army after it is established, it is still inconclusive. It is very likely that this small unit of the Eighth Route Army, which has just appeared in Lihuapu, is one of the hundreds of small communist units that are currently opening up "base areas."

"Let's ignore them for now," Major General Hagiwara Akira instructed Masao Kojima on the phone at the brigade headquarters, "Since they are deliberately avoiding the main force of the Imperial Army, there is no need for us to take the initiative to provoke them when our forces are overstretched." At present, the most urgent thing is to open the Tongpu railway and realize the opening of the entire line, and at the same time step up the secret recruitment of comfort women. ”

Putting down the brigade commander's phone, Masao Kojima pondered for a long time. His attention was not detached from the intelligence of the Communist Eighth Route Army's expansion of territory and recruitment. The head of the secret service vaguely felt that this army, which was obviously at odds with the Nationalist Government of China, seemed to be brewing an earth-shattering event, but there was no clue to it yet. As far as Shanxi was concerned, the Sena Division and the Yamaoka Division, including the Kwantung Army's Harem Division in northern Jin, were destined to face the Communist forces once they joined forces to clear the Central Army and the remnants of the Jin Sui Army in China. At this stage, they hid in the countryside and hid deeply, and once they developed wings, perhaps the threat and trouble they created to the imperial army was no less than that of the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army.

"Report, Captain Meng Longsheng of the Zhina Detective Team asked to see me."

The sudden report from his subordinates interrupted the secret service chief's train of thought, and he pondered, wondering what kind of tricks this scoundrel-born detective captain was going to do?

"Let him in." Masao Kojima said lightly to his subordinates, and at the same time got up from the table where the telephone was resting and stretched his body.

Later, Meng Longsheng, who entered the door respectfully, made a move that exceeded all of Kojima Masao's expectations. He took out two cylindrical cylinders wrapped in big red paper from his padded jacket, and the detective captain explained: These are thirty pieces of the ocean, and he is honoring the chief of the island.

The head of the secret service looked surprised, thought for a moment and then asked:

"Where do these oceans come from?"

"They were all donated by the merchants of Wencheng, in order to thank the imperial army for their long-term peace and stability in Wencheng."

Although he understood from the beginning that these oceans would definitely not come from Meng Longsheng's private money, he was still surprised to learn that this money actually came from the shops in Wencheng. He didn't believe that the merchants of those people would take out the money from the bottom of their hearts to honor the occupation army, so there could only be one answer: it was the detective captain in front of him, who had just taken office, and he took it by skill!

But no matter how he pressed him, Meng Longsheng insisted that it was the initiative of the people and merchants, and Kojima Masao had no idea for a while. He glanced coldly at the two red paper tubes on the table—what the people should call "red seals".

"Meng, I'm not interested in your ocean. I also hope that you and your subordinates will devote all your energy to solving problems for the secret services of the Imperial Army. Instead of relying on the tablet of the detective team and the self-obtained pistol in his hand, he went to the citizens of Wencheng to extort tyranny. I will send someone to investigate this matter, and once I find out that you are doing a ghost inside, you will not only return the ill-gotten gains, but I will also punish you severely! ”

Speaking of which, in the end. The look on Masao Kojima's face was already as cold as ice.

Detective Captain Meng Longsheng never expected that his act of patting the horse's ass would actually hit the horse's hooves, and the horse's leg kick by the head of the island undoubtedly kicked him in the heart: the original plan to accumulate wealth not only failed to win the favor of the Japanese master, but faced a catastrophe. Meng Longsheng secretly complained in his heart, and secretly cursed the Japanese for "pretending to be grandsons". The expression on his face was also blue and white for a while, and he was embarrassed.

Masao Kojima changed his words:

"How's it going to check the affairs of the Blue Coat Society in the city? Are there any eyebrows? ”

When Meng Longsheng heard this, he secretly cried out more and more: after checking for so many days, he and his subordinates can be said to have no clues, and now that the boss asked about the head, he was already a little frightened, and he couldn't answer a word.

The head of the secret service was even more annoyed, and even had an urge to step forward and slap the other party a few times. But after thinking about it, I still sighed. The scum among these people is overwhelmed but has to be used, and if they are too loosely managed, they will come up with all kinds of tricks; Once the tube is too tight, it is necessary to prevent them from being distracted. The people of China call people like Meng Longsheng traitors, and the word "traitor" can be regarded as subtle.

"I'll give you a new order!" Kojima Masao adjusted his breathing, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "You and the people of the detective team, from now on, investigate those who have entered Wencheng in the last two months, whether they are buying a house for a long time or renting a house for a short period of time, as long as they have only arrived in the last two months, they will all be registered and investigated." I will greet the City Maintenance Association and ask them to send someone to assist you. ”

"Obedience! Obedience! Hearing that the head of the secret service changed the topic, Meng Longsheng was relieved, and nodded straight like a chicken pecking rice: "But, Chief Xiaodao, I don't understand much, why do you want to interrogate the people who have come to Wencheng in the past two months?" ”

Kojima Masao shook his head in disbelief, a pair of small eyes full of light, stared at Meng Longsheng's lowered head, and said word by word: "The head on your neck is used to think about things, not just to drink, eat and smoke. Wencheng has been peaceful in the past, and the appearance of the Blue Coat Society has been a matter of more than a month, so I want you to start the investigation from the newcomers who moved in within two months. Got it. Get out of here! ”

The detective captain, who suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly agreed, and bowed to withdraw, while not forgetting to compliment the wise and martial arts of the small island chief.

Leaving the small building of the secret service, Menglong let out a long breath. It wasn't until this moment that I remembered that the two ocean "red seals" that I had just taken out were still left on Masao Kojima's desk. The Japanese, who are too good at pretending to be grandchildren, obviously love money, but they still have to put on an unwanted face; I paid thirty yuan of white flowers, but I didn't even get a good one! This trip is really a loss.

With such a bad mood, as soon as Meng Longsheng returned to the detective team headquarters across the street, he began to scold and beat people. He gathered the people who were still in the team headquarters and conveyed the order that Captain Kojima had just issued.

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, two of his subordinates immediately reported their discovery, and they claimed that a silk village had just opened next to the headquarters of the Hagiwara Brigade of the Imperial Army, near the Catholic Church, and their identities met the conditions for the inspection requested by the chief of Kojima. However, the owner of the silk shop was very generous, and our brothers went to the store for a while, and we got a piece of ocean color.

Meng Longsheng asked a few more details, and when he pointed at these two subordinates, he scolded bitterly:

"The day they came to Wencheng to open a store was after these recent events, how could it be the Blue Coat Society? The head on your neck is used to think about things, and you can't just drink, eat, and smoke, understand? ”

The detective captain was now speculating and selling, and stuffed the reprimand he had just received on the heads of his subordinates: "By the way, what is the name of that silk village?" ”

"Like, what's the name of Cheng Ruixiang—" replied one of the detectives, scratching his head.

"Cheng Ruixiang? Well, since they are generous, don't spare them. I'll go and sit down in person another day. ”

Meng Longsheng smacked his lips and muttered to himself. After saying the word sit and sit, the "red seal" of the two oceans just now resurfaced in his mind, and there was a pain in his heart.