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Chapter 613 The Flower of the Super High Class

A middle-aged man in his 30s loaded the MP18 in his hand, and then looked at the indifferent little boy next to him: "Mr. Hase, what happened, why did the German police come out?"

"I don't know, catch the thief or someone died, don't be too nervous, this is the embassy of the Empire of Japan, the police will not rush in." The speaker turned out to be Ryosuke Hase, who should be in Shanghai.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the other party, and he became more and more contemptuous of these rude Kwantung Army Malu in his heart. It was really stupid. If the Germans arrested them, what would these dozen people do.

It's a pity that I was suddenly thrown on a cruise ship by a special envoy from Tokyo to perform a so-called secret mission, and it was too late to report the relevant situation to Nobita, otherwise I would have made a lot of money this time.

Hase Ryosuke sat lazily on the stool and yawned, and secretly scolded Doihara and the senior officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. If it weren't for the troubles of these two parties, how could he come to this ghost place.

The reason why he appeared here is very simple. After the Kwantung Army received the task of destroying the handover of Chinese and German weapon patterns, they didn't want anything. They needed an expert on China issues, and they had to be diplomats.

These two requirements are not excessive. The Kwantung Army did not send professional spies to carry out this kind of death mission, but only found a group of soldiers who had undergone intelligence training. These people did not understand foreign languages ​​at all.

From the northeast to Europe more than 1 kilometers, the language barrier makes it difficult to move an inch. In addition, the task also involves the national government. Joining a member who is familiar with the situation of the Republic of China can better complete the task.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Japan studied for a long time and found that Ryosuke Hase, who had just served as the deputy director of the intelligence department of the Shanghai Consulate, perfectly met these two requirements, and he was indeed the flower of their special high school.

First of all, when the military and other intelligence agencies fell into the sand many times in Jinling, only the intelligence personnel led by the other party successfully lurked. It is no exaggeration to call him an expert on China issues.

Coupled with the experience of Tongwen Academy and the advantages of knowing several foreign languages, there is no more suitable candidate than him. In this way, Hase Ryosuke bid farewell to the feasting and feasting of Shili Yangchang and came here.

The Kwantung Army operatives in the room nodded vigorously when they heard his explanation. The Japanese Empire is not a weak country that can be bullied. During the European War, it once defeated the German army in Lu Province.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Germans to enter the embassy at the risk of a breakdown in the relationship between the two countries, and there is no reason to arrest them. After all, the assassination has not yet started, and the other party cannot predict the foresight.

But half an hour later, the third secretary of the embassy walked in with a dark face, and was relieved to see all the Kwantung Army personnel, and then pulled Hase Ryosuke aside and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Zhang Gu, these red deer didn't go out just now, your target Mao Yike was assassinated a few minutes ago, and according to his guards, the murderer was an intelligence officer from the Empire.

Now the German side asks the ambassador to give an explanation and hand over the assassin, otherwise a formal diplomatic note will be submitted to the Reich. This matter has nothing to do with the Berlin embassy and you need to make a decision. "

"Nani?"

Ryosuke Hase's eyes widened. Before he and the others had time to act, the target was assassinated. Originally, he thought it was time to show a loophole and let the other party go, but now there is no need.

After pondering for a while, he shook his head affirmatively: "They didn't go out, you can check this with the security personnel of your building, and according to the plan, the action time is tonight, not during the day.

I think there must be a misunderstanding in this. Please rest assured, Mr. Ambassador, that the Chinese and Germans have no evidence, and the final outcome is likely to be a minor incident, which will not affect Japan-Germany relations. "

Hase Ryosuke talked nonsense, and made up his mind that no matter what, he couldn't take the blame. He came to Germany to assist in the mission, not to lead. If something went wrong, the embassy should find the Kwantung Army.

The third secretary, who also graduated from Tongwen Academy, heard the subtext in his words, glanced at the Kwantung Army personnel who knew nothing, turned and walked out of the room without saying anything to return the order to the ambassador.

"Baga, not a national."

The middle-aged man who asked what happened earlier scolded in a low voice when he saw this, the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were too much, why is he a lieutenant in the army of the empire, and this person ignored him.

Immediately, he stared at Ryosuke Hase with a cloudy expression, like a cat scratching his heart, he wanted to ask about the specific situation, but he was afraid of offending this bold and heroic Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

When Zhang Gu came back to his senses, he was happy to see him scratching his head, and sadly reported the latest information, showing their embarrassing situation, and asked the other party to contact the Kwantung Army immediately.

The meaning of the words is to ask if there are two teams of personnel performing tasks. This is a common method of secret intelligence operations, one is bright and the other is dark, and each other does not know their existence.

The lieutenant officer was stunned after hearing this. He was a half-way agent from a field army. How could he know such a thing, so he asked the telegrapher to go to the telegraph room of the embassy to verify the Northeast.

In short, Mao Yike's assassination made the Germans and the Japanese fly away. Both sides are using various channels to find clues, but one is to pursue accountability and the other is to get rid of suspicion.

After receiving the news, Zuo Zhong and the secret service personnel rushed to the hospital of the German army. Mao Yike was receiving treatment here, and all the surgical experts in Berlin were recruited here by the military.

Not only doctors, but also Berlin Bureau policemen in police uniforms, Wehrmacht officers in military uniforms, and a strong man in plain clothes surrounded the narrow entrance of the operating room.

"Tell me what's going on."

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Zuo Zhong grabbed the neck of the leading guard and asked viciously. He looked like he was going to eat people, and the spies were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath. This mistake was really too big.

As long as there are no mistakes in the security work, a mistake means a failure. Mao Yi is not dead, but if he dies, the reputation that the Secret Service has accumulated over the past few years will be wiped away.

The guard leading the team wept: "Director Mao saw a friend who was about to get into the car, and someone shot suddenly on the roof of a building more than 100 meters away. Fortunately, other brothers helped him, and the bullet only hit his shoulder.

Sir, I am willing to accept the military law. This matter has nothing to do with others. I did not check the commanding heights according to the regulations, but the murderer must be a Japanese. I heard that it was a [-]-style gunshot. "

"Hmph, I'll deal with you later."

Zuo Zhong gritted his teeth and pushed him away, and greeted the restless Colonel Mucher in unproficient German, but the other party nodded perfunctorily and continued to look anxiously in the direction of the operating room.

Everyone stopped talking, and the hospital corridor was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling. Nurses and doctors passing by saw a large group of officers here, and they all shut their mouths and quickened their pace.

more than an hour later.

The light at the door of the operating room went out.

A doctor pushed open the wooden door and walked out of the operating room. He told everyone the good news. The operation went very well. They successfully removed the bullet from Mao Yike's shoulder, sterilized it, and bandaged it.

Now as long as he cultivates carefully for some time, Mao Yike's life and work will not be affected in the future. After introducing the situation, the doctor also handed over a slightly deformed warhead to Mu He.

"Japanese-made Arisaka 6.5mm rifle ammunition."

Zuo Zhong said coldly at the side, and the people present nodded after identifying them. Everyone is an expert in guns, so they naturally know that these are the bullets used by the [-]th Type, which is the standard weapon of the Japanese army.

Mu He winked at a man in a leather jacket. The man in the leather jacket silently withdrew from the crowd and walked away quickly. Gui Youguang saw this scene carefully, and quietly tugged on Zuo Zhong's hem.

Zuo Zhong shook his head lightly. He noticed these people as soon as he arrived, because he could smell the same kind of smell on the other party from a long distance away. If he guessed correctly, it might be the Gestapo.

When it comes to major cases and political security work in Germany, the Gestapo will definitely get involved. What is interesting is what Muhe does and why he can order them.

Mu He didn't know that his actions were detected by the Secret Service. After confirming that Mao Yi was not in danger, he sat down on the waiting chair and let out two long breaths. The matter was not too bad.

As long as people are alive, the plan can continue to be implemented. At worst, the time will be delayed a little bit. In the face of the entire national strategy, I must be patient. Anyway, the people of the Republic of China can't leave now.

Thinking of this, the operating room rolled out a surgical trolley. Mao Yike lay on it with his eyes tightly closed, his face was extremely pale without a trace of blood, and his shoulders were wrapped in a layer of gauze.

Zuo Zhong walked over and grabbed his wrist. His pulse was a little fast but very strong. It seemed that the doctors didn't lie to them. It would depend on self-cultivation to regain their health. Fortunately, it was really God's blessing.

Seeing that Mao Yi was fine, the police station left a few guards and left, and the officers also left and scattered. Only Mu He and his subordinates were left at the scene, and they seemed to be preparing to accompany him.

Regardless of whether this behavior is true or not, at least there is nothing to criticize in terms of attitude. Strictly speaking, the responsibility for the assassination lies with Mao Yike himself, and the Germans are benevolent in doing so.

Mu He called the hospital staff, asked for a high-end ward, and asked the doctor to use the most expensive and best medicine, arranged everything properly and sat next to the bed, waiting for the former student to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, Mao Yike's eyelids moved slowly, and finally opened his eyes. Seeing Zuo Zhong and Mu He wry smiles, their throats hurt badly when they wanted to speak, so they nodded.

After all, there are only a few gods who can still be alive and kicking after being shot, let alone a military gun like the Type [-]. Maybe it's a problem with the shooting angle. Mao Yi is lucky that he didn't have his limb amputated.

"Deng deng deng"

Just when everyone was sighing, someone knocked on the door, and a small spy came in and handed Zuo Chong a document, and reported softly that it was an urgent telegram from Jinling, which was related to this mission.

Zuo Zhong took it and frowned after watching it, looked at the half-dead Mao Yike, and helplessly whispered a few words into the other's ear, Mao Yike pointed to the water glass beside the bed while listening.

Mu He reacted quickly, and quickly got up and picked up the water glass to feed the other party water and persuaded him: "Mao, drink slowly, people who lose a lot of blood will easily become thirsty, but they can't drink too much water in a short time."

"Thank you, thank you."

Moisturizing his throat with water, Mao Yike thanked him with difficulty, took a breath and said intermittently: "Colonel Muhe, our government sent a telegram asking me to check the weapon blueprint as soon as possible.

But look at my current state, can you please send the blueprint to Berlin, I will proofread it while I am recovering from my injury. Yes, I will go to Württemberg to inspect the weapon samples and discuss the details after I recover from my injury. "

Mu He hesitated, thinking for a long time and said he wanted to ask for instructions. This is not something he can decide. Fortunately, after Mao Yike's repeated pleas, he temporarily left the hospital to ask his so-called superior.

(End of this chapter)