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Chapter 585 What is the deputy chief doing?

At this time, a ten-year-old boy on the side of the road counted the number of cars and the approximate number of people, turned his head and left with a natural expression, walked around a few times and walked into a shop with a telephone sign hanging on it.

Of course, Ono didn't know all this. After notifying Hase Ryosuke, he bought some food and returned to the monitoring position. Seeing that Takashi Ikuta's car was still parked in place, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tracking alone is not good. Without someone to take over, it is easy to lose the target. But people have three urgencies. No matter how professional intelligence personnel are, they should not violate the laws of physiology.

Thinking of this, Ono took a bite of the steamed bun, stretched his head to look at a window, and felt that he had no regrets at all about giving up the blackmail of Takashi Ikuta, as there were many things that he could not get involved in.

Money is easy to use, but the premise is that you have the life to spend it.

If he offends Ikuta Takaki, he still has a chance to survive, but if he offends Ryosuke Hase, who has a lot of friends, it will be useless even if he runs back to the mainland. Ono understands this very well.

Besides, that bastard in Ikuta is a penny-pinching person, and maybe he won't pay a yen even if he tries to expose his secrets, so instead of blackmailing him with fear, it's better to tell the truth to Section Chief Hase.

Ono was really thoughtful, but it was a pawn after all, and he couldn't escape the fate arranged by others. For example, when he was thinking about things, a few sneaky shadows slowly approached.

In the dark alley, these people walked quietly behind him, one of the black shadows raised a wooden stick and tapped his head lightly, making a loud bang, and Ono fell down in response.

"Dizzy?"

"Report to Chief Wu, fainted."

"Drag away, the old rules, no one is alive, no one is dead, no dead body, drag it to the river and dispose of it directly. Remember to take out all the things on this guy, and you can't leave his face, fingerprints, or birthmarks."

"Yes."

Wu Chunyang didn't have time to pay attention to Ono, who was being carried away. He looked up at the house where the target was, and patted the shoulder of a subordinate next to him: "Let someone send a signal immediately to inform Section Chief Gu to evacuate."

"okay."

The little spy nodded, walked out of the alley and made a gesture, and then there was a clear and loud hawking sound. There were many small businesses in the residential area, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Back in time a few minutes ago.

The "Old Bean" in the residential building sat at a table full of food, while drinking, while listening to the half-drunk Takashi Ikuta talk about the unfair things he encountered today, he felt very helpless.

In order to keep this person for more time, he specially prepared food and drinks. He didn't expect that the person would stay, but the other party was too chatty, and he went back and forth about a hunting five or six times.

This is fatal. After hearing the signal from outside, Gucci rubbed his temples and interrupted Ikuta's nagging: "Can you think of a way to do what I said before?"

"This is very difficult."

Over there, Takashi Ikuta pouted his tongue and explained with a mouth full of alcohol: "It's not that I don't want to make money, but I really couldn't get the content of Mr. Foreign Minister's speech, and I disappointed you, Mr. Dou."

"Oh, Mr. Dou is embarrassing Mr., please drink first, sir. I will go downstairs and call the buyer to see if there is any other demand. You have come here, so I can't let you go in vain."

Gucci shook his head pretending to regret, and then made a suggestion.

"Yoxi, Dou-kun, you can go, thank you for chatting with me, don't worry, I will not treat you badly when the army of our Great Japanese Empire enters Shanghai." Takashi Ikuta waved his hand.

Pooh.

Wait till you survive.

Gucci held back his anger, replied with a few beautiful words with a smile, picked up the scarf and coat on the hanger, closed the door calmly, walked out of the residential building along the stairs and got into a car on the side of the road.

"Go, take me to see the deputy director."

"Yes, Chief."

He got in the car and greeted the driver, then turned his head and glanced lightly. When we meet again later, I am afraid that Takashi Ikuta should be in the soil, no, maybe he has no place to die.

Some of the people who were missed by the deputy director had their fates. Let’s not talk about it, let’s talk about Liu Gui, the former chief of the intelligence department.

This time, the deputy director used so much manpower and material resources to create a big incident. Under such circumstances, Takashi Ikuta was able to be completely buried in the soil, which is due to the virtue of his ancestors.

Just as he was thinking, a group of police cars from the patrol room in the concession roared past. Gucci glanced at it from the corner of his eye and then looked away. The stage was set up, and the British came on stage.

"Crench."

After driving not far, the car stopped at the door of a brightly lit restaurant. When Gu Qi got out of the car, he saw an intelligence agent. Under his guidance, he went to the top floor and opened a door.

"Old man, welcome back."

Zuo Zhong sat on the sofa and waved to him with a smile, while Yu Xingle, Song Minghao, and Wu Jingzhong, the district chiefs of the East China District, hurriedly got up to greet him. After all, Gu Qi was their peer and superior.

"Oh, it turned out to be District Chief Yu."

Gu Qi clasped his hands together, bent slightly into the room, put down his hands and shook hands with Yu Xingle, and said with emotion: "Compared to the last time we met in Jinling headquarters, you, Lao Yu, have lost a lot of energy.

I heard you say that the work here in Shanghai is not easy to carry out. This time I have seen it. On the land of the Republic of China, doing something is like being behind the enemy's rear. Brother Yu, you have suffered all these years. "

As soon as these words came out, Yu Xingle hugged Gu Qi and felt like crying. Everyone saw him as the only ruler in East China, and he was at ease as a feudal lord, but who could understand the pain in it.

The British, he dared not offend.

The French, he dared not offend.

He didn't dare to offend Germans, Red Russians, Americans, or even Japanese. Why did he come to be an official?

"Don't say anything, alas."

Yu Xingle grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, a little tear came out of his eyes, to force a seasoned intelligence officer to this point shows how serious the situation in Shanghai is.

Zuo Zhong smiled slightly, and clapped his hands: "Okay, don't just stand there, everyone, sit down and have something to eat, and wait for the news over there, oh, Lao Yu, you don't know what's going on, do you?"

"Yes."

Yu Xingle sat upright, and replied respectfully: "I received your call and asked me to arrange a restaurant nearby. As for the reason, I don't dare to speculate. Please let the deputy director express."

"It's serious, it's serious, Lao Yu."

Zuo Zhong laughed loudly and said, "You and I have known each other since Wei Mo, so you don't need to see each other like this. I called you here just to ask, how many people can be deployed in your East China District tonight, I mean armed personnel."

hiss.

Everyone gasped, what is the deputy director trying to do.

(End of this chapter)