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Chapter 574 That night.
(Yesterday’s two chapters were revised. Press and hold the chapter name to download again. There are many more words. Book friends who read it in the early morning should not charge extra.)
"boom blah blah"

On the night of Zuo Zhong's discussion with Gu Qi, several gunshots rang out in a remote place in the outskirts of Shanghai. The people in the patrol room received the alarm and went to investigate, but only found a few wheel marks.

After surveying the scene, an experienced inspector judged that this was a case of poaching wintering migratory birds, and publicly stated that the International Settlement would not let such a bad act of hunting and killing precious animals.

This move has aroused applause from the public opinion circles, and a sage of the Republic of China even splashed ink on it, and specially presented a mahogany plaque of "Natural Guardian" to praise the fruitful work of the patrol room.

a few days later.

Hase Ryosuke walked out of a resplendent French-style villa, looked up at the sunny sky, and couldn't help admiring that it was a beautiful day, and Shanghai rarely had such good weather in winter.

He walked to the side of the road with a smile on his face. A black Buick 60 sedan was shining in the sun. This is the latest American technology and the first choice for the rich in Shanghai to show off when they go out.

The price is as high as [-] oceans, bringing ultimate enjoyment to the driver. The spacious interior space, Motorola car radio①, and heater all show its uniqueness.

"what."

Hase Ryosuke walked to the side of the car and found a piece of dust on the car, quickly lowered his head and let out a breath, took out a handkerchief and wiped it again and again until the car paint became spotless, and then got into the car with satisfaction.

Skillfully igniting the ignition and putting it in gear, releasing the brake, he drove away from this high-end residential area, nodding to the well-dressed neighbors on the road, with a look of tranquility.

The people who live here are not diplomats from various countries, but also extravagant figures such as business executives and bankers. There is no shortage of money and time, and they are always so polite in life.

Of course, politeness is meant for people of the same class. If the Republican control people of later generations came here, they would have been beaten up by the patrolling red-headed ass and thrown into the patrol room.

Money is really a good thing.

A commoner boy from the countryside can live such a life as a master, what else can he pursue, what the empire and the locust can't give, he has to fight and fight for it by himself.

Hase Ryosuke rolled down the car window halfway, felt the wind blowing over his face, and drove along the road towards the Shanghai Consulate. When passing a traffic light, the car stopped slowly.

A telegraph pole stands on a busy street, on which there is an advertisement poster for cream, the upper right corner has been torn off a large piece by someone, and it looks a bit dilapidated.

When he noticed this scene from the corner of his eye, the pupils in his eyes shrank instantly, then he looked at the watch on his wrist, and immediately turned the steering wheel and turned into a small street full of breakfast stalls.

After half an hour.

Gu Qi, whose alias is Laodou, straightened his hat and quickly walked out of the gate of a restaurant. With his head lowered, he wandered around the noisy crowd, and soon disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Not long after, Hase Ryosuke got into the car with a tennis bag, watched the surrounding movement vigilantly, made sure that no one noticed, and secretly opened a note with his right hand hidden under his body.

"Start the second step."

Looking at the order and the heavy tennis bag, he thought for a moment and stuffed the note into his mouth to chew, then returned to the consulate's office non-stop, and began to refine the plan in his mind.

If you want to complete the task that Fat Hu said in the nightclub, timing is the key, otherwise not only will you not kill Tian Longxi, but you will also take your own life, so you must carefully consider it.

With this thought, it was time to get off work at night. Hase Ryosuke swaggered to an iron fence with his tennis bag on his back, and shouted loudly at the busy staff in the room.

"Ono, quickly open the door."

"Ha Yi, Section Chief Hase."

The staff heard the sound and saw that it was Hase Ryosuke who came. He quickly ran to the door and bent down to open the door. He said respectfully, "I didn't know you were coming. The gun room was not cleaned. It's really rude."

"Haha, Ono-kun, you're welcome. We are all students of Tongwen Academy. During working hours, we are superiors and subordinates. After work, we are ordinary friends. We should get closer in our free time."

Hase Ryosuke walked into the room, waved his hands generously, glanced at the half-open gun cabinet and said, "Besides, I came here this time because I want to ask you, a famous firearms expert from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, for help."

"Please speak."

The man who claimed to be Ono didn't dare to trust him, so he could just listen to such kind words, but he couldn't take them seriously. There were not [-] graduates in the Tongwen Library, but there were [-] graduates.

"The [-]-style semi-automatic boxing guns just issued by the special high school have a very low hit rate in action shooting, which is very unfriendly to those of us who are performing duties on the front line."

Hase Ryosuke pulled out a strange-looking pistol from his waist, and explained with a dark face: "This thing can't aim at the enemy at all. It depends on luck if it exceeds ten meters. Help me take a look."

Ono smiled wryly when he heard the words. As a firearmsman, he was not qualified to comment on the masterpiece of the southern masters, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and unload the pistol, unload the magazine, and raised his head after studying it for a while.

He said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "Mr. Hase, this gun was originally planned to use phenolic plastic as the grip, but when it entered the production process, it was replaced with wood in order to reduce costs.

Due to the increased weight of the pistol, the shooting concentration and arm holding ability of the special high-level operators are reduced, so it is difficult to aim at the target. If you want to hit the target, you can only rely on strengthening physical training to solve it. "

"idiot."

Hase Ryosuke secretly scolded Nambu Kijiro, that old bastard. For a weapon, other performances are secondary. If it can't be aimed correctly, there is no need for it to exist.

Starting from the Taisho 14th year-style boxing gun, none of the firearms developed by the other party was reliable. No wonder the Army Malu would rather fight with a samurai sword than take a pistol to the battlefield.

He suppressed his anger and put the gun back, and decided to buy a Browning when he returned home. Then he changed the subject and said, "Xiao Ye-kun, in order to thank you for your help, let's go to the nightclub together at night, how about it?"

"Is this ok?"

Xiao Ye swallowed his saliva, and asked with a little expectation, he had heard that Zhang Gu was generous, and it was the best thing to go out to eat, drink and have fun, but he was just a small employee and had never been there.

As a result, Hase Ryosuke laughed triumphantly, and patted the other party's shoulder: "I said you don't have to be so polite, so, wait, I'll call the store and ask them to prepare beauties and wine.

There have been a few Izu dancers there recently. They have good looks and figures, and they will never disappoint you. A man must dare to love and hate when he walks in the world. Don't be timid, hahaha. "

"Hay..Hay"

Ono was no longer polite, and nodded with a blushing face, humblely leading the other party to the phone, standing aside and fantasizing about a luxurious life, and wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Hase Ryosuke smiled slightly, knowing that someone was about to go into the water again, and the trick of using wine, sex and money to win people was really tried and tested, and he was about to call a number in the next second, and explained a few words to the other party.

"Moxi Moxi, I'm Zhang Gu, please book a private room for me in the restaurant, and let the girls get ready. I'm going to entertain a good friend tonight, and I must do it according to the best standards."

Then he didn't know what the other party said, his eyes lit up when he heard it, and finally said excitedly: "Nani, you said you found an underground party member, okay, let me write down the address."

Hase Ryosuke covered the microphone after speaking, took out the key and handed it to the dazed Ono: "Ono-kun, please go to my office immediately and bring over the work notes on the desktop, the one with the red cover.

This matter involves an important case, and the relevant information can only be recorded in a special file. If someone blocks it, you can say it was my order and let them protect you, please. "

Ono, who was eager to please him, turned and ran out without hesitation. The gun room is not a file room, and guns and ammunition do not need to be kept secret. Besides, how could a super high-level section chief steal a gun.

But the opposite is true.

Hearing Ono running away, Ryosuke Hase quickly walked to the gun cabinet, put on his gloves and took out a Type [-] rifle, quickly disassembled it into a pile of parts, and opened the tennis bag under his feet.

He saw a gun barrel lying sideways in the bag, and he took out the barrel nervously, replaced the original barrel, returned the gun to its original state as quickly as possible, and recovered the replaced barrel.

"Da da da"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, and they were getting closer. Hase Ryosuke calmly closed the tennis bag while judging the distance, checking whether there were any traces left just now.

The people in the consulate in Shanghai have received more or less intelligence training. They must pay attention to the opening and closing angle of the gun cabinet door and the order of the subtle items. A slight negligence will lead to the failure of the plan.

"Section Leader Hase, work notes."

Tens of seconds later, Ono rushed into the gun room with the special agents of the extra-high class. The head of the class stood by the phone calmly, beckoned to them, and said with a smile in his mouth.

"Yoxi, you go out first."

After he gave the order, he took the notebook, put the microphone between his head and shoulders, and recorded the information carefully. The people present turned around and left without realizing that there was a problem with this matter.

Everyone knew that Section Chief Hase was cautious and meticulous in his work. He secretly guessed in his heart that this must be a big case, otherwise this imperial intelligence hero would not be so careful.

Only the one named Ono had a weird face, not because he noticed something was wrong, but because he was worried that the other party had business to deal with, and he would not be able to see the feasting and feasting of Shili Yangchang tonight.

This is obviously too much to worry about. Hase Ryosuke never joked when he was having a good time, hung up the phone, and took him, and the special agents of the special high school called by him, to the nightclub together.

This night, if you don't get drunk, you won't return.

This night, undercurrents surged.

　① In 1930, the Galvin Company in the United States launched the car radio installation business for the first time.The radio brand is the famous Motorola, and the price is 130 US dollars. Compared with a Ford Model A car that was only 540 US dollars at that time, this price can be described as sky-high.

　　
　
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