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Chapter 1182 Honolulu

half a month later.

On the vast Pacific Ocean, a 10,000-ton cruise ship broke through the blue sea. White waves arose at the bow and a long trail was dragged from the tail.

On the top deck, dozens of first- and second-class passengers were dressed in rich clothes, sitting or lying down, enjoying the leisurely time on the ship.

Zuo Zhong leaned against the fence and looked at the sea and sky in the distance. The nerves that had been tense these days were relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"Nan Jiajun."

A voice sounded next to him, and then Ozawa walked quickly to his side, and the two stood side by side.

After looking around to make sure there was no one nearby, Ozawakawa informed in a low voice that they still had one day's flight left to Oahu, Hawaii.

Zuo Zhong nodded after hearing this. Seeing the nervous look on the other party's face, he couldn't help but smile and comfort him.

"Ozawa-kun, don't worry, our documents and luggage are clean and will not arouse the suspicion of Americans. You can regard this mission as a vacation.

The plan of your country's Hase Agency is also perfect. Remember, you and I are Japanese businessmen starting from Osaka now, not intelligence agents. "

Of course the plan was perfect, it was personally formulated by Zuo Zhong and the Japanese. Ozawa only knew that his partner had been replaced and had no idea that he was also a part of the plan.

In addition, considering that Ozawa was not a professional intelligence officer, the pseudonym Zuo Shige provided to the "Hased Agency" was the name "Minami Kaichiro" used during the Anqing mission, so that Ozawa could call himself more convenient.

Ozawagawa's pseudonym directly used his original surname, but changed his name to Tatsuya to reduce the risk of exposure.

——If you choose a pseudonym casually, if a U.S. intelligence agent suddenly calls out and Ozawa fails to respond in time, then the two of them will go to the U.S. Navy prison to count lice.

In order to completely confirm their identities, after receiving various items at the Shanghai hotel, the two of them deliberately took a boat back to Japan and used their false identities to board the "Shinichi Maru" cruise ship bound for Oahu.

Under various arrangements, after these days of contact, the crew and passengers on the ship did not see any problems, and it was naturally not a problem to deceive US customs.

After listening to Zuo Zhong's consolation, Ozawakawa took a deep breath, and his expression finally relaxed a little, so that the Americans would not notice anything unusual as soon as he landed.

As for why the "partners" pretended to be imperial agents to help him complete his mission, Ozawa felt that it was easy to understand. The enemy of his enemy was his friend. The Republic of China was eager for Japan and the United States to go to war.

Two days later.

After a day of waiting, the "New Rimaru" cruise ship sailed into the port of Honolulu, located southeast of Oahu.

Honolulu, the main city on Oahu, is also the capital of the Hawaiian Islands.

Because the local area was rich in sandalwood in the early days and was shipped in large quantities to the Republic of China, it was called Honolulu in the Chinese-speaking circle and was one of the important strongholds for trans-Pacific maritime trade.

The target of Zuo and Chong's trip was Pearl Harbor, the home port of the Pacific Fleet, just 10 kilometers northwest of downtown Honolulu.

However, Pearl Harbor is a military port, and civilian and foreign ships are prohibited from entering. No matter how perfect their disguise is, they cannot get close to the target.

As the cruise ship slowly docked at the port, passengers took their luggage and disembarked through the gangway one by one, and were inspected and questioned by U.S. Customs officers.

As the situation in continental Europe and East Asia becomes increasingly tense, even Americans who are "honorably neutral" have to pay attention to counterintelligence work, as evidenced by the continuous arrest of Japanese spies in the past few months.

Zuo Zhong put his suitcase on his arm and stopped in front of the immigration counter. Then he took out his passport and ship ticket from his pocket and handed them to the white customs officer inside.

The white customs officer took the document, looked down at it, glanced at Zuo Zhong, and asked in English.

"Mr. Minami Kaichiro, what is the purpose of your coming to Hawaii?"

"Business, I'm a sugar merchant."

After the Americans invaded Hawaii, they began to plant sugar cane on a large scale, and sugar cane became a local specialty. There was no problem with Zuo Zhong's answer.

Moreover, sucrose is an important strategic material that can be used in the manufacture of medicines and explosives, and can also quickly replenish soldiers' physical strength.

Currently, a group of Japanese businessmen are active in the world's major sugar-producing areas. These people are desperately trying to purchase sugar and raw materials and transport them back to Japan, and Hawaii is no exception.

The white customs officer looked at Kaichiro Minami, who was obviously taller than the average Japanese, and didn't think much about it. He casually stamped "Entry Permission" on one page of his passport.

Subsequently, "Ozawa Tatsuya" who had adjusted his mood also successfully passed the customs.

The two of them carried their luggage and walked out of the port, chatting in Japanese. But just as they were about to step out of the gate, they were stopped by three white men wearing short-sleeved shirts.

"Hello, gentlemen, ONI, please be examined."

One of them took out his ID and shook it. His blue eyes stared at Zuo Zhong and Ozawa, and his other hand rested on his waist as if nothing had happened.

Ozawakawa's heart tightened. ONI stands for The Office of Naval Intelligence, the U.S. Naval Intelligence Agency.

In the information given to them by the Hase Agency, the name of this agency appeared many times. The agency was the main force in counter-espionage activities in the United States and overseas colonies. Intelligence personnel from many countries fell into the hands of ONI.

Zuo Zhong seemed to be "scared" by the three of them. He was stunned for a moment and slowly put down his luggage. He took out his ID again and was about to hand it to the interrogator. He didn't want the interrogator to shake his head and said.

"Open your suitcase and put your hands up."

This was a bit bullying. This ONI agent was obviously deliberately making things difficult for him by performing the French military salute in front of so many people.

But people had to lower their heads under the eaves. Zuo Zhong and Ozawa's expressions changed, and finally they followed each other's request, put down their suitcases, stepped aside and raised their hands. The other two American agents smiled contemptuously when they saw this, squatted down, opened the box and rummaged around, quickly making the clothes inside a mess.

During this period, the interrogating agent always had his right hand on his waist, his eyes fixed on Zuo Zhong and the two, ready to draw his gun and shoot at any time.

A few minutes later, the two ONI agents who were just about to open the suitcase stood up angrily, walked over and carefully searched Zuo Shige and Ozawagawa's belongings.

"Boss, wallet."

An agent handed the two men's wallets to the questioner, who was clearly the person in charge of the trio.

The questioner took the wallet and rummaged through it and found a few photos and some ticket stubs printed in Japanese. Everything seemed normal.

Suddenly, he held up a movie ticket and asked Zuo Zhong in imperfect Japanese.

"Mr. Nanjia, what movie is playing at the Osaka Film Center that day?"

"Butterfly dreams, sir."

Zuo Zhong replied without thinking, with a standard Osaka accent, a Japanese dialect that is difficult to imitate.

The questioner handed back the wallet in disappointment, said welcome to Honolulu, and took the other two people to check on the next passenger, who was also Japanese.

"Nan Jiajun, these damn Americans are so rude."

Ozawakawa packed his luggage and cursed angrily. He had never been so humiliated before, and for a moment he became somewhat enthusiastic about the "Z" plan.

Zuo Zhong ignored him, quickly packed the box, and left the port with Ozawa under the gloating eyes of the surrounding passengers, and took a taxi to downtown Honolulu.

On the way, the warm and humid Pacific breeze blew outside the car window, and the tropical street scenes kept breaking into their field of vision.

Ozawa looked around curiously. This was his first time in Honolulu. Everything he saw felt new. Even the driver in the front row didn't bother to respond to the topic of "having fun."

Zuo Zhong had passed by this place when he was on a mission to the port city, but that time was just a quick tour and he didn't visit it in detail, so he looked at the outside of the car with curious eyes.

It must be admitted that Americans attach great importance to Oahu and are constructing it entirely as if it were their own homeland, with various public facilities being very complete.

With flat roads, numerous telephone poles, clean and tidy communities, post offices, police stations, and shops, it’s no wonder that Hawaii became the 50th state immediately after the war.

The taxi drove for a while and stopped in the Japanese area of ​​Honolulu.

Zuo Zhong opened the car door, and noisy sounds suddenly flooded into his ears. Looking around, there were Japanese-style buildings on both sides of the street. Many pedestrians coming and going were wearing kimonos. Those who didn't know it thought they were back in the Japanese homeland.

This is not surprising. Currently, Japanese Americans account for more than 40% of the total population of Hawaii. The Japanese have long coveted this important hub in the Pacific, but they dare not take action due to their strength.

Taking out a dollar bill and giving it to the driver, Saushige and Ozawa walked into a Japanese-owned hotel.

The two of them did not discuss topics related to the mission, and fell asleep until sunset. No matter how comfortable the cruise ship was, it was not as comfortable as being down to earth.

When the last ray of sunlight disappears from the sea level and colorful lights light up, Honolulu at night is more prosperous than during the day.

U.S. Navy soldiers seeking pleasure, businessmen speaking various languages, white immigrants, and natives blocked the road.

Vendors selling specialty products, jugglers, and fortune-telling Gypsy girls filled the streets. From time to time, someone shouted "thief," and then was covered up by louder curses.

After waking up, Zuo Zhong and Ozawakawa walked out of the hotel and walked around leisurely, not caring about the mission at all.

What they need to do now is to familiarize themselves with the local conditions and find a suitable place to start "business", otherwise they will definitely arouse the suspicion of the ONI agents behind them.

Through the rearview mirror of the US Army Jeep parked on the roadside, Zuo Zhong glanced at a middle-aged white man with a red nose behind him, smiled in his heart and continued to move forward.

The other party's performance was quite professional, and it would be even more perfect if he took off the Annapolis Naval Academy Intelligence Class commemorative ring on his right hand.

ONI, haha, that's it.

Ozawa also noticed the red nose and the ring on his hand, and whispered to Zuo Zhong in disbelief.

"Nan Jiajun, I'm not talking about ONI."

"Ozawa-kun, if you indulge in the prosperity brought by peace, you will inevitably lose your vigilance."

Zuo Chong replied leisurely and entered a local restaurant with a movement of his feet.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

No matter what the task is, filling your stomach first is the most important thing.

The food on the Japanese cruise ship is hard to describe. It’s either fish or rice balls. Such an expensive ticket is wasted.

Moreover, if the guess is correct, the ONI agents behind him will not leave in the next few days. This is a routine screening procedure of the Naval Intelligence Agency.

In this case, let's play with each other and try out the quality of the United States' number one intelligence agency.