My Spy Years

  Chapter 1083 The wise Araki (seeking a monthly ticket)

  Why did you attack Lu Fei and Li Wenbiao?

  Cheng Qianfan's issuing of these two sanction orders was not only a coincidence, but there was also a commander's decisiveness and inevitability in the coincidence.

  He urgently transferred Lu Xingge to lead the Rangers back to Shanghai in order to deal with a series of unknown bad situations that may be caused by Hua Bingren's arrest.

  It just happened that Jiro Sanben notified him to attend the Sixth National Congress of the Wang Puppet. Cheng Qianfan confirmed that he was safe for the time being, and then decided on the Rangers anti-rape plan in a very short time:

  When doing it, others were attending the Wang Puppet Sixth National Congress to avoid suspicion.

Sheng Shuyu was almost arrested, and he was seriously injured. Xiao Mian had to personally lead a rescue team. Neither the Secret Service Headquarters nor the Japanese Secret Service would have thought that the Military Command would take action at such a time—whether it was because of the rebellion of Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu. The chain reaction of the military command Shanghai Station, or Xiao Mian's special situation team, should be a mess now, and there is no time for others, especially the former.

  Especially Xiao Mian has always acted cautiously, which would give the enemy an illusion of inertia.

  In this way, the enemy can be caught off guard, especially for Lu Fei. Cheng Qianfan judges that this is the best time for Lu Fei to be the least vigilant and easy to get rid of.

   It's just that Su Chende's unexpected situation occurred. He really didn't expect Su Chende to be so insidious and vigilant. Although he used the phone code to Li Hao to warn the police in time, the Rangers still suffered heavy losses.

   This was an unexpected situation. Although Cheng Qianfan was heartbroken, he could only endure it in silence—for them, a corpse wrapped in horse leather and a death for the country were nothing more than that!

   Now, Cheng Qianfan was really shocked.

  He never expected that Araki Harima's style of handling the murders of Lu Fei and Li Wenbiao was very different from Xiao Mian's, so he judged that something went wrong inside the Shanghai Special Intelligence Unit.

  Even Araki Harima speculated that Xiao Mian was injured, and might even be dead!

   "Xiao Mian? He was injured? Dead?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Araki Harima in shock, then shook his head, "Araki-kun, although I also hate Xiao Mian very much, and I really hope that Xiao Mian will die, but your speculation..."

As he spoke, Cheng Qianfan frowned, and he was lost in thought, his expression changed from doubt to contemplation, then to solemnity, and then there was a look of 'huh' in his eyes, and the expression in his eyes had changed when he looked up at Araki Harima Yes, there is light, and there is a hint of cautious hope in the light, and there is a bit of excitement.

Araki Harima has been staring at Miyazaki Kentaro, he is not suspicious, he is paying attention, no, to be exact, he is proud of his clever mind in his heart, he believes that his friends will be convinced by his wise analysis, And this change of expression of Miyazaki Kentaro is a great enjoyment and sense of accomplishment for Araki Harima.

   Miyazaki Kentaro's facial expression did not disappoint him.

  Araki Harima was quite satisfied.

  Facing Miyazaki Kentaro's gaze, Araki Harima nodded slightly, signaling to his friends to speak up if they have something to say, boldly, without fear:

  There is a wise Araki as a beacon to guide you in the right direction!

"Araki-kun, your conjecture seems absurd at first, but, but, but—" Cheng Qianfan was affected by Araki Harima's encouraging eyes, his expression became agitated, and his voice was a little hurried, so that he said three consecutive 'but' ', he continued, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that Araki-kun's judgment seems, seems to be true..."

  Cheng Qianfan paused, as if he was racking his brains to find suitable words to express.

  Araki Harima didn't speak, he looked at his friend with a smile on his face, this is the aftertaste moment of satisfaction, it's also very important and enjoyable.

   "It seems to be—" Cheng Qianfan paused and said, "I remembered a sentence in an article written by Liang Ye..."

He showed an expression of admiration and admiration, and said in an admiring tone, "The possibility that seems very impossible is actually the most likely. The reason why I thought it was impossible before was because I lacked a pair of wise eyes to find blind spots. ..."

  Smart eyes to discover blind spots? !

   Isn't this what you are talking about?

  This sentence is really nice!

  Araki Harima nodded slightly, with a reserved smile on his face, he felt that Miyazaki-kun's words were too good.

  Furthermore, he has a very good impression of Sakamoto Ryono from what his friend said.

  Before, Araki Harima was only acquainted with Sakamoto Ryono because of Miyazaki Kentaro. He actually didn’t think much of this ‘stupid’ literati-minded guy. Now it seems:

   As expected of a cultural person, he speaks with a level.

Cheng Qianfan was quite excited. He thought about it and said, "Yes, both the case of Li Wenbiao's murder and the case of Lu Fei's murder are quite strange. Xiao Mian may not be able to command the Shanghai Special Investigation Team for the time being. Even under the extremely probable fact of being dead, everything seems to be—"

  He looked at Araki Harima.

  The latter smiled slightly, then said, "Everything makes sense."

"Yes." Cheng Qianfan was amazed, he looked at his friend and clicked his tongue, "Mr. Araki, I'm really curious about the structure of your brain, why you can always find a new way to discover the possibility of events from such a special angle the truth?"

   "Because I'm smarter than you." Araki Harima said triumphantly.

   "Bagg duck down!" Cheng Qianfan pretended to be angry and yelled, "You bastard, you look so complacent, it's really annoying."

   "Hahahahahahaha." Araki Harima laughed.

  The two then clinked glasses, and the air was filled with joy and joy.

  …

   "Araki-kun, do you think Xiao Mian was just injured, or died of serious injuries?" Cheng Qianfan asked Araki Harima.

   "It's hard to be sure." Araki Harima took the cigarette handed over by Miyazaki Kentaro, "However, one thing is certain is that even if Xiao Mian is not dead, his injuries must be very serious."

  He lit the cigarette, took a puff and said, "It's too serious to be able to direct the work of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team for the time being."

   "Seriously injured and comatose?" Cheng Qianfan raised his eyebrows and asked in a questioning tone.

   "Very likely." Araki Harima glanced at his friend appreciatively, and he found that after his own inspiration, Miyazaki-kun's mind is still very alert, at least he has been able to keep up with his rhythm.

  He continued, "It should be unconscious or comatose. If not, Xiao Mian would not agree to his subordinates carrying out operations one after another."

  Cheng Qianfan nodded, he thought seriously, "Thanks to Araki-kun's inspiration, I thought of something else."

"Tell me."

"The person who can issue an action order when Xiao Mian is seriously injured and unable to see things, this person should be the second person under Xiao Mian in the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team." Cheng Qianfan said, "Judging from these two actions, this person Average ability, at least far behind Xiao Mian."

   As he spoke, he looked at Araki Harima with joy, "Araki-kun, this is a good opportunity for us to eradicate the Shanghai Special Affairs Team."

   "Let's go." Araki Harima suddenly got up.

   "Where to?"

   "Go back to the special high class and report this situation to the class leader."

   "What did Araki-kun call me here for?" Cheng Qianfan followed Araki Harima out and couldn't help asking.

"The section chief is dissatisfied with the frequent unauthorized actions of the Secret Service Headquarters, and it is rare for Xiao Mian to show up. The section chief decided that we should conduct an independent investigation and try to crack down on the Shanghai Special Intelligence Unit before Chometun." Araki Harima said, "This requires your presence in the French Concession." Hands to help."

  The two went out the back door and got into the car.

  Araki Harima told the driver to go back to the headquarters, then turned to look at Miyazaki Kentaro, "Now that this important discovery has been made, the original plan of slow and secret investigation is no longer suitable, and decisive measures must be taken."

  Things have changed, and the plan needs to be changed urgently.

  Cheng Qianfan nodded, and understood what Araki Harima meant.

  …

  Hongkou District, special high school.

  Cheng Qianfan noticed that the atmosphere inside the super high class was a bit dignified, and even Xiaochishen, who always came over to have a laugh and a few jokes when they met each other, was also expressionless.

   "Mr. Xiaochi, what happened?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

  Koike shook his head, walked two steps, saw no one else around, and then said to Miyazaki Kentaro and Araki Harima, "The locust army is not good for the battle in Nomenkan."

  Cheng Qianfan's face changed when he heard the words, and he was about to continue asking, but Araki Harima pulled his sleeves, signaling him not to ask any more.

  Looking at his friend, Cheng Qianfan nodded silently, but his face was already gloomy, without the look of excitement just now, it can be described as mournful.

   When he came to Sanben Jiro's office, Koike knocked on the door.

   "Section Chief, Araki-kun is back." Koike said, "Araki-kun and Miyazaki-kun have important information to report to you."

   "Come in." The slightly hoarse voice of Sanben Jiro came from inside.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan and Araki Harima entered the office, they stood at attention and saluted Sanben Jiro.

  Jiro Sanben looked a little tired, holding a telephone receiver in his hand, and still maintaining the same look as he was talking with just now, which seemed to be a bit out of place.

  He glanced at the two of them, sat down on the chair, leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, rubbed his temples, and asked, "What's important?"

   As he spoke, he stared fixedly at the two of them, "Good news?"

   "Bad news?" asked Jiro Mimoto.

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