Oh, Secret Service Headquarters!

Then you can't kill it. The other party has already identified himself.

"Get up!"

Zhang Yong put away the muzzle of the gun.

Others let go of their hands as well. But still staring at the target.

If something happens to the target, they will pounce on them again and subdue them. Or kill.

"What are you doing hiding in the crowd?"

"Watch the movement."

"What's going on?"

"Let's see if the Reds arrive."

"How's the Red Party before?"

"Ran away."

"Ran away?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

It was a real feeling of surprise.

Boss Fang actually ran away?

How did you run?

Isn't it being controlled? Can you still run?

There was a vague sense of joy. Good news, after all. It's best to be able to run out.

On the surface, of course, there is not the slightest outpouring of it.

In fact, there is nothing to be happy about.

Although Boss Fang successfully ran out, he would still be hunted down. With the current overall situation of the underground party, it is difficult to say whether it will be able to evade pursuit.

If you get caught, it's still a nuisance. Therefore, Li Jingzhi's crisis has not been resolved.

"What's the matter with you guys? Can't catch a single person? ”

"He's got helpers to sneak up. Killed both of us. ”

"Kill two?"

"Yes. Two of our brothers were plotted. All are fatal with one shot. ”

"Did you catch anyone?"

"No ......"

"You're here alone? What about the others? ”

"Haven't come back yet."

"Alright, let's go back to your mission!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

It turns out that Ye Wansheng hasn't come back yet! Hehe. I don't think I'll be back for the time being.

How many people is in his squad? Two were killed by themselves, and then twelve were killed, and almost all the army was wiped out! With so many people dead, Ye Wansheng must find a way to explain.

The most important thing is that he has to find a way to prevent being detained by the Lixing Society.

Otherwise, when the time comes, when the person dies and is forcibly framed by the Lixing Society, it will be over. Fortunately, he is Ye Xiufeng's nephew.

As one of the backbones of the CC department, Ye Xiufeng still has some energy. With a little operation, Ye Wansheng was able to get out unharmed.

Of course, the men who were killed died in vain. Ye Wansheng definitely didn't dare to disclose their identities.

This wave crushed Ye Wansheng.

But not to be taken lightly. Ye Wansheng will definitely fight back.

Zhongtong's assassination methods have always been insidious and vicious. If you don't pay attention to yourself, you may die at the hands of the other party.

Cleaning up his mood, Zhang Yong came to the photo studio next to him.

"Boss, take a photo."

"Boss, you haven't run out of film yet. I'm afraid ......"

"Afraid of what?"

"If you pull it out. Maybe the rest will be wasted. ”

"Can't you post a few photos alone?"

"That. Excuse me. Boss, I don't have that kind of technology. ”

The owner was a bit embarrassed.

Zhang Yong: ???

All right. It may be that I overestimated this era.

In later generations, he used digital cameras or mobile phones. You can post whatever you want. I don't know how to operate film.

Is it because you have to shoot all the film before you can dry it? Otherwise, the latter ones will be exposed?

A tube of film can take more than 30 photos, and he has only taken five or six now. If it is exposed like this, it is really a waste.

Never mind. Let's wash it together after the next shooting. Turn away.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that there was someone behind the curtain.

"Who?"

Zhang Yong immediately raised his vigilance.

At this moment, he still cherishes his life very much.

"Don't get me wrong!"

"Don't get me wrong!"

The boss hurriedly shouted.

Then a little girl appeared from behind the curtain.

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a little girl! Hidden, hidden. I guess I was frightened by the explosion just now.

So he stopped paying attention.

Turn away.

……

The owner of the photo studio watched Zhang Yong leave, and then quietly entered the room.

The little girl stood behind the curtain and watched the wind. The boss opens a secret door. Enter a hidden partition.

There is a narrow tunnel inside. Leads deep underground.

The boss walked cautiously all the way.

Go to the bottom and light the fire fold. A man was seen lying on the ground.

He's hurt. It was blown up by a grenade.

He is Fang Huaizhou. The owner of Huaizhou Bookstore. One of the members of the underground party.

The owner of the photo studio is also a member of the underground party. It just happened to cooperate with Huaizhou Bookstore. A winding tunnel leads from the ground through five shops that connect to each other.

It was by relying on the tunnel that Fang Huaizhou was able to escape smoothly. But he was also injured.

At that time, the spies reacted quickly, and rushed in as soon as the gun went off to try to arrest someone. He heard the gunshots, hurriedly took out the grenade, and then pulled the strings.

Just a little bit. Thankfully, he threw the grenade quickly. The agents did not dare to approach.

But, unfortunately, fragments from the explosion of the grenade, hit him in the lower abdomen. caused him to be injured. Thankfully, there wasn't any blood before entering the tunnels.

In short, the situation is not very rosy. Although he escaped temporarily, he was seriously injured.

"Lao Fang, I have to take you to the hospital."

"No......"

Fang Huaizhou refused.

Once he goes to the hospital, his identity is revealed.

Absolutely can't go.

He would rather sacrifice.

……

Ye Wansheng hurriedly returned to the Songhu Office of the Secret Service Headquarters.

The loss of so many people at once is unimaginable. He didn't know what to do for a while. I had to come to Ding Mochuan.

Before he arrived, he had already reported to the other party by phone.

As a result, Ding Mochuan asked him to withdraw quickly. At the same time, he was strictly forbidden to mention the matter to anyone.

"Director ......"

"Forget about it."

"What?"

"When nothing happens."

"Why?"

"I caught the Japanese spy over there, recovered two national treasures, and got a commendation."

"What national treasure?"

"The lost head of the Buddha in Qixia Temple. The commission used to focus on that. Gu Zhenglun had also tracked it down before. But it was not found. Now, it's been found by the people over there. ”

"How could it be ......"

Ye Wansheng muttered to himself.

He felt that things were getting worse and worse. If the other party insists that he is helping the Japanese spy escape, there will be big trouble......

No wonder Ding Mochuan told himself to forget about it.

Otherwise, once you mention it, you can't explain it at all. It is easy to be listed as a suspected Japanese spy by the other party.

There is no evidence for this kind of thing. It's all about which side is stronger.

Now that the other party has captured the Japanese spy and recovered two national treasures, the commission is happy, and it is naturally the strength of the surname Dai.

"You can call the deputy director!"

"Yes!"

Ye Wansheng hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Then he hurriedly called his uncle Ye Xiufeng.

In this matter, Ye Xiufeng had to come forward.

Otherwise, the basin will be buckled.

Then it will be too late.

……

Hongkou. Japanese Concession.

Takeo Imai was patiently waiting for a phone call.

Waited from noon to afternoon. Wait until the evening again.

Didn't wait.

He knew something was wrong. Wang Defa must have had an accident.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Jingle Bell ......"

Another phone rang.

Takeo Imai slowly picked up the microphone. The face was gloomy. Didn't speak.

"Your Excellency, the sake has not arrived."

"Got it."

Takeo Imai slowly put down the microphone.

Confirmed. The well-planned escape was finally intercepted by the Chinese.

Damn......

Years of hard work!

It took more than ten years to install the personnel!

I don't know how it was exposed. Moreover, all the property was also intercepted.

Those are all assets that have been accumulated in China for a long time! It can fully meet the various financial needs of his Tong organs. Now it's all dug up.

Heavy losses.

Unprecedented.

It also includes two long-coveted Chinese national treasures.

Damn it......

Takeo Imai has a fierce look in his eyes.

He slowly picked up the brush and angrily wrote six words on the rice paper:

The Secret Service of the Force-Acting Society.

It's all about them! The surname Dai must die!

The surname is Dai!

Must die!