My Spy Years

Chapter 1254 A warrior

 “Bag duck falls!”

Kentaro Miyazaki became angry when Quan Lin spat blood on his face. He turned around and walked towards the torture room desk.

 There is Araki Harima's gun on the table.

Araki Harima was about to step forward to stop him, but he would not allow Miyazaki Kentaro to shoot the whole forest in anger.

But when he saw his angry friend, he stopped midway and muttered in Japanese, "You can't take it easy on him."

 Then, Cheng Qianfan turned around and walked towards the charcoal stove. He picked up the red-hot iron and walked back without hesitation.

"Xiao Mian" just came to Quan Lin's side. His eyes were so cold, and he looked at the tortured and inhuman brother in front of him fiercely.

 His heart was trembling.

 “Death!”

He gritted his teeth, grinned ferociously, and pressed the iron **** Quan Lin's chest, which was already burnt black and smelly.

This time, it was like a red-hot iron being branded on the heart of ‘Xiao Mian’, making him unable to breathe and unable to breathe in pain.

Quan Lin didn't even let out a scream before he fainted again.

The tortured warrior, his body was so fragile that he couldn't even endure the screams.

Cheng Qianfan was still upset. He threw the iron on the ground and wanted to hit him with a whip to vent his anger.

 “That’s enough, Miyazaki-kun!” Araki Harima grabbed his friend’s arm that was waving the whip.

Cheng Qianfan glanced at Araki Harima.

"This man's health is in very bad shape. I bet he will be beaten to death by you." Araki Harima said helplessly.

 Cheng Qianfan then gave up.

Miyamoto Ipnami stepped forward to check the situation in the whole forest, and then reported to Araki Harima, "Captain, this person is dying and must be sent to the hospital for rescue."

Araki Harima glared at Kentaro Miyazaki. Although he also knew that Quan Lin's current physical condition was caused by long-term strict control and torture. This cannot be entirely blamed on his friend who used the soldering iron just now. However, if his friend did not use the soldering iron to burn him, then For a moment, maybe the situation won't be so bad.

Cheng Qianfan also realized that he had caused trouble by being reckless. He smiled and defended himself, "Araki-kun, I was so angry at the moment..."

Araki Harima ordered Miyamoto to go out and call for help, and immediately sent Quan Lin to the Locust Army Hospital for rescue.

Seeing Miyazaki Kentaro's depressed look, he could only shake his head, "I can't blame you entirely. My punishment today was too severe."

He really didn't blame Miyazaki Kentaro too much. This friend of his despised the Chinese to his core, and Quan Lin, a Chinese man, spat out a mouthful of blood. When his friend went to get the gun angrily, he could hold back his anger without losing anything. Being rational and choosing to use instruments of torture is already a rare thing.

 …

Araki Harima and Miyazaki Kentaro were walking and talking.

Back at Araki Harima's office, Cheng Qianfan picked up the red wine gift box placed on the ground by the door and entered the room.

 “You just put it on the ground outside?” Araki Harima asked in surprise.

 He knew what was in the red wine gift box.

“You were not in the office just now, and I don’t have anywhere to put it.” Cheng Qianfan smiled and said in a low voice, “Don’t worry, no one dares to steal it.”

Araki Harima touched his nose. It was true that no one dared to steal it. No one would not know that this was a gift of red wine that Cheng Qianfan entrusted to Araki Harima to give to the section chief.

 The "Mr. Xiao Cheng" from the patrol house in the central area of ​​the French Concession is the distinguished guest of the section chief. The section chief likes to drink the red wine sent by "Mr. Xiao Cheng". This is already a semi-open secret within the Special High School.

As for how many people have guessed the secret of this red wine, there is no way of knowing.

 …

Cheng Qianfan’s words made Araki Harima cry out in surprise.

 He walked behind the door and made sure it was closed, then he felt relieved.

“Didn’t you say before that Kikube Hiroo’s death had nothing to do with you?” Araki Harima asked in a low voice.

"Li Hao was responsible for finding the gunman. I have no way of knowing when they will take action." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and said, "Hiroyuki Kikube has been staying at the Asakusa Hotel and rarely goes out. I previously judged that they might have to wait two more days before they have a chance."

　　He flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Who would have thought that he would succeed so quickly."

 While speaking, Cheng Qianfan could not hide the smile on his face. In other words, facing his friend Araki Harima, he had no intention of hiding it at all.

Araki Harima glared at his friend.

"No, I just thought..." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette for Araki Harima. After all, he couldn't hold back the comfortable and refreshing emotions in his heart and said, "According to what Li Hao learned from the gunman, the gunman didn't do a good job either. I was ready to shoot, but I was affected by the explosion at that time. Shakuchi and the rickshaw driver were so frightened that they fell to the ground, which made Kikube-kun standing there stand out from the crowd."

A smile of pleasure and mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "According to the gunman, it was such a great opportunity. Although preparations for evacuation after the assassination had not been made, the gunman could not bear it at all. "

Araki Harima glanced at Miyazaki Kentaro, intending to preach to his friend, but he thought that the real reason why Kikube Hiroyuki was killed was like this. After all, even he couldn't hold it back, and shook his head with a smile, "This is terrible. It’s really…”

 …

 “The gunman who killed Hiroyuki Kikube…” Araki Harima looked at Kentaro Miyazaki with a fierce look in his eyes.

Cheng Qianfan naturally understood what Araki Harima meant. He shook his head, "The gunman cannot kill."

Araki Harima frowned.

“Retaining this person will be of great benefit to the ‘Sickle Project’.” Cheng Qianfan said.

Araki Harima was suddenly enlightened, and he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

 Indeed, as Mr. Miyazaki said, retaining this gunner will be of great benefit to ‘Cheng Qianfan’ and the Sickle Project.

Regardless of the reason why 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' sent people to assassinate Kikube Hiroo, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' took action against the Japanese and successfully stained his hands with Japanese blood. This is an indisputable fact. This is obviously This will greatly change Zheng Weilong and Chongqing's perception of him, and can even be expected to speed up the military commander's recognition and acceptance of Cheng Qianfan.

 “I will report to the section chief.” Araki Harima said.

 “Pay attention to the way you speak.” Cheng Qianfan was not at ease and reminded Araki Harima.

Araki Harima nodded. He understood what his friend meant. Although getting rid of Kikube Hiroyuki was tacitly approved by the section chief, he must not explicitly tell the section chief frankly. It needs to be done 'can only be understood but not expressed'.

 “Do you want to go to see the section chief together?” Araki Harima glanced at the red wine gift box on the table and asked.

"I won't go there." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "The section chief asked me to investigate Cao Yu secretly. I will go and catch it myself."

 In this case, the effect of having the red wine gift box but not others is better than having people here.

 …

 Li Hao was sitting in the driver's seat with the car window slightly opened. Sparks were flashing in the car. This was Li Hao smoking.

Seeing Brother Fan approaching accompanied by Araki Harima, Li Hao quickly got out of the car, spit out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth on the ground, and crushed it out with the toe of his shoe.

"The 'Little Taoist' should still be in the French Concession. Our people, No. 76 and the Military Police Headquarters have sent people into the French Concession to search." Araki Harima said, "Miyazaki-kun, the French Concession is your territory. We need to inquire more here."

"Don't worry." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I will contact you as soon as there is news."

Araki Harima patted his friend's shoulder to express his gratitude.

 This means that once there is information, he will be informed separately.

 Although he also likes yellow and white things, what he desires most is to achieve meritorious service and receive honors.

If he can catch the "little Taoist priest" and then follow the clues to capture Xiao Mian and wipe out all the Shanghai Special Agents, this will be a great achievement. He cannot be rewarded without being promoted and awarded. He will almost have no doubts about completing his career as a captain. Advancement in military rank to the rank of aide-de-camp.

 …

Li Hao watched Brother Fan and Araki Harima wave goodbye with smiles on their faces.

 Then, after getting into the car and closing the curtain, Brother Fan's expression darkened. "Brother Fan..." Li Hao said.

“Drive.” Cheng Qianfan’s voice was low, and at the same time, there seemed to be endless fatigue and sadness in his voice.

“Brother Fan, are you going back to the patrol room or home?” Li Hao asked.

 “Go home.” Cheng Qianfan said with a long sigh.

"Yes." Haozi could see that Brother Fan was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask more questions and just drove seriously.

The vehicle left the courtyard of the Special High School and the alley, and merged with two bodyguard vehicles waiting on the main road. The headlights of the three cars penetrated the rain and fog in the dark night, and drove across the Waibaidu Bridge towards the French Concession. And go.

 In the dark night, the silent vehicle has only the sound of its motor.

 Cheng Qianfan remained silent.

 “It’s the whole forest.” He suddenly said.

"What?" Haozi was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked, "Is it him? Is Quan Lin a traitor?"

 Cheng Qianfan fell silent again.

 “I knew it.” Haozi cursed angrily, “Why should a good person learn Oriental dialect?”

Quan Lin wanted to learn Japanese by himself. After Cheng Qianfan learned about this situation from the Taoist priest, he specially ordered Haozi to secretly buy an introductory book on Japanese learning and give it to Quan Lin.

"Shut up." Hearing Haozi curse, Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "Quan Lin made a mistake, but he is not a traitor."

Haozi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously shut up.

 “Brother Quan Lin is a warrior.” Cheng Qianfan said.

His voice was low and slow as he told Haozi the story of Quan Lin and his uncle Quanda.

Haozi’s eyes were red.

 He was sad.

Cheng Qianfan knew that Haozi hated himself for scolding Quan Lin.

 He hates himself too.

The cigarette **** burned his fingers, so he put it out in the iron ashtray and watched the sparks fly around, eventually becoming all gray.

 His face looked ugly.

 He took out the lighter from his body, thought about it, and then put the lighter back.

 ‘Xiao Mian’ took out the match box, lit a match, and looked at this cluster of flames. The tiny flames were so hot and enthusiastic in this dark night, illuminating the eyes.

Cheng Qianfan carefully put the ashes of the burned matches into the ashtray. When he glanced at them, he saw the matches lying quietly in the matchbox...

 …

The rain is getting heavier.

 Wash the black night sky.

 Clément Apartments.

This apartment was built in the 17th year of the Republic of China by Belgian Clement.

 At that time, he saw the increasing demand for housing from outsiders in Shanghai, so he built this house for monthly rent.

 This apartment fully considers the convenience of tenants, so the structure of the house is very careful. Each room has a complete bedroom and bathroom, but there is no kitchen. There is a public restaurant in the middle of the two floors on the south side.

 A sudden knock on the door woke up Wan Youan who was sleeping.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the woman in his arms was also awakened and looked at the man uneasily.

Wan Youan covered the woman's mouth and motioned for her to shut up.

He gently got out of bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a revolver, turned off the safety, and walked quietly to the door.

 “Who?” Wan Youan asked.

 “Brother Wan, it’s me.” A voice answered.

“Brother Lai?” Wan Youan heard the noise outside and breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s so late, what’s wrong?”

Lai Qilin said urgently, "Brother Wan, something happened. Boss Zhang asked me to come and ask you to come over and talk about it."

Hearing what Lai Qilin said, Wan Youan no longer had any doubts.

 He used money to do things and helped Zhang Xiaolin deal with some difficult things and people. The cooperation between the two parties was quite pleasant.

However, the vigilance in his heart prevented Wan Youan from completely relaxing. He opened the door, revealing a crack, still holding the revolver in his hand, and whispered, "Brother Lai, wait a moment, I will change my clothes."

 “Brother Wan, hurry up.” Lai Qilin said.

Wan Youan closed the door again and finally let down his guard.

"I'm going out to do some work, just wait for me when I come back." After getting dressed under the woman's care, Wan You'an patted the woman's **** and said with a smile.

The woman twisted her waist reluctantly and told Wan Youan to come back early.

 …

 “Mother Ce Na, the rain is really heavy.” Wan Youan held an umbrella and walked out of the steps of the apartment. He muttered.

“One autumn rain and another cold.” Lai Qilin sighed. He turned to a subordinate next to him and said, “Let me know, the price of briquettes will increase tomorrow.”

 “Yes!” his subordinates responded quickly.

“Brother Lai is really good at doing business.” Wan Youan laughed, “If you don’t get rich, who will get rich?”

 Lai Qilin laughed.

 “Brother Lai, what happened?” Wan Youan glanced at Ba Yu, thought for a while, and asked Lai Qilin.

"Let's talk about it after we get in the car." Lai Qilin said, unable to help but yawn, "I also received a call from Butler Sui in the middle of the night. To be honest, Brother Wan, I don't know much about it either."

Wan Youan nodded, but in his heart he was wondering what happened that caused Zhang Xiaolin to mess around most of the night.

 …

 A black car stopped in front of the steps in the heavy rain.

 Lai Qilin took the initiative to step forward and open the car door, "Brother Wan, please."

"How dare you bother me, brother Lai." Wan You'an felt quite relieved and said with a smile.

 Then he was pushed into the car by Lai Qilin.

Wan Youan was shocked. Just as he was about to struggle, a black gun was pressed against his head.

 He did not dare to move at all.

The man in the back seat glanced at the silent Wan Youan, smiled and said, "Mr. Wan, please introduce yourself, I am Hu Sishui from the secret service headquarters."

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