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Chapter 579

"Woo~~"

The car sprinted forward and drove away quickly. Someone in the bumpy car handed over a water bottle. The female police officer unscrewed the bottle cap, poured some transparent liquid into her hands, and rubbed her face vigorously.

A miraculous scene appeared. The ugly woman disguised as a police officer, after cleaning her face, revealed smooth and fair skin. After taking out the fillings for her mouth and nose, she became a completely different person.

"Yijun, are you okay?"

Zuo Zhong looked at He Yijun who had regained his appearance, sighed in his heart and reminded: "Remember to take a good bath when you return to the station, these things are very poisonous, if you don't wash them in time, it will be bad for your health.

In addition, I want to criticize you, don't wear clothes soaked in dirty water in the future, this will easily lead to wound infection, go to a hospital for an examination tomorrow, this is an order, must be carried out. "

He didn't expect the other party to be so courageous, and he was desperate. God knows how many germs there are in those waters. In the era without antibiotics, inflammation means half a foot has stepped into the gate of hell.

Moreover, Shanghai is an area with a high incidence of schistosomiasis. Even if it is for better camouflage, it should not be so risky. If you encounter difficulties in the task, you can solve it slowly. If you lose people, it will be over.

After being reprimanded, He Yijun straightened his hair and said with a gentle smile: "This can cover up your own smell, and it can also reduce the chance of being searched, and the things hidden in the shoes must never be found.

As for safety, don't worry, those police officers are very poor and can't hurt me. The prisoners in the women's prison are all ordinary people, so it's easy to deal with, but I was kicked in the arm by the other party. "

"Anyway, be careful."

After hearing this, Zuo Chong's expression improved a bit, and this result was not surprising. After He Yijun entered the Secret Service, he never relaxed for a day, practicing shooting, fighting and telegraphing every day.

Even in the intelligence department, the ability to act can be ranked first, not to mention dealing with a few black skins and gangsters, even professional secret agents are capable of fighting, what is lacking is nothing more than experience.

Thinking of this, he started to talk about the business: "Whether the operation is going well, the layout diagram given by Yu Xingle is accurate, or it is too hasty, otherwise we should send someone in to conduct a field survey.

The British are very cunning. They recruited people from Lu Province and Hong Kong City to build and decorate the general patrol house. Our hands can't reach that far at present, so we can only rely on the local snakes in East China. "

"The layout is accurate."

He Yijun saluted solemnly: "According to the plan, I went to the evidence room and exchanged the evidence. I didn't reveal my true appearance when I sneaked in and retreated. Please give instructions after the report."

It was the first time to carry out such an important operation. Even after two years of professional training, she still had no idea. Actual combat is different from training. The enemy will not give you a chance to do it again.

So in the fight with Yizhihua and his subordinates, He Yijun showed no mercy and fought with all his strength. The deputy director said that simple good people can't do this job, and cheap kindness will only hurt himself.

Zuo Zhong nodded slightly. The other party's performance made him feel a little bit emotional. The girl who lost her parents has changed a lot. The only thing that remains the same is her ruthlessness, which is rare.

He pointed to a new set of clothes on the car seat: "Hurry up and change your clothes. We will pass through the checkpoint of the public concession. Try not to open the windows when the time comes. The other party should not be able to smell it."

"Yes."

After He Yijun finished speaking, he put on the clean clothes he had prepared, found a place to hide the changed police uniform, and sat in the car with his head held high, unable to see his previous appearance at all.

Zuo Zhong crossed his arms and looked at the front windshield, going through the events of the past few days in his mind. Ryosuke Hase completed the second step, and the patrol room in the public concession was also set up. It's time to start.

The British and the Japanese used to be allies in collusion, and the relationship was very good. Even though the two sides are currently intriguing for the interests of South Asia, the relationship is still good, at least not tearing the face.

It is not that simple to destroy their relationship. To find a good breakthrough and make things bigger, this glorious and difficult task falls on Ikuta Takashi.

The other party is the son-in-law of the Matsumoto family, and the Matsumoto family is a traditional Japanese aristocrat with close ties to the government, army, locusts, and capitalists. Anything related to the Matsumoto family is a big deal.

Zuo Zhong looked at his watch and patted the driver on the shoulder: "You and He Yijun go back first, and I will get off first. If there is anything urgent, call the nightclub near the Japanese consulate to find Mr. Okamoto."

"Yes."

The little secret agent who was driving responded, and parked the car in an alley to prevent Zuo Zhong from being seen by others when he got off the car. He must maintain a high degree of vigilance when operating in the concession, and must not relax for a moment.

Zuo Zhong and He Yijun on the side nodded with a smile, opened the car door, turned a corner and quickly disappeared, then walked unhurriedly to the HK area, ready to have a good chat with Hase Ryosuke.

This guy sings and sings every night. As long as it is not dark, he will definitely find people in nightclubs and other places. It is also strange. Does he not need to rest?

If the other party had put all his energy into his work, he would have taken the position of Eiji Tianyu long ago, but if he loses, he will gain. Who would believe that such a person is a mole of the Secret Service.

A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face, and he quickened his steps a little. It took more than half an hour to reach the street where the Japanese consulate was located. Just as he was looking for two houses, he heard Chang Gu's howling.

This bastard was holding a short winter melon in a kimono, ah no, it was a Japanese woman, humming and singing a Showa ditty, and stroking her hands dishonestly.

The people next to him were not much better, they all fell into the woman's arms in a mess, and someone shouted: "Minister Iwai, stop kissing, and sing a song for us all."

Minister Iwai?

Is it Iwai, the Minister of Intelligence of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai?

Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes. Zhang Gu introduced this person before, but unfortunately not everyone has a mobile phone, and those who work in intelligence are very private, so they haven't gotten a recent photo of the other party.

This is a good opportunity. He rubbed his chin and rolled his eyes. It seems that today he is going to return to his old business. Not to mention, I haven't taken a sneak shot for so long. I really miss that feeling of heartbeat.

After making up his mind, the famous detective Zuo Zhong took the mobile phone out of the space and held it in his hand, got up and walked past Ryosuke Hase and the others, pressing the buttons with his fingers to take pictures of everyone one by one.

Hase Ryosuke, who was drinking, saw Zuo Zhong who Shi Shiran walked by, and was so scared that he almost spit out the wine in his mouth. Hell, the Chinese are too brave, how dare they show up at this time.

Baga road!
(Catch the plane, release on time, correct typo)
(End of this chapter)