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Chapter 677

That night, Dehe Tower.

Cars parked on the side of the road one after another, and the spies chatted with each other and walked into the restaurant, and under the guidance of the waiter, they walked into a dining room, which had been reserved by the secret service.

At this time, the dining room was full of voices, and the crowd was automatically divided into those from the Ji'e Lane period, those from the Honggong Temple period, or those from the Intelligence Section and Operations Section, exchanging certain information.

Just as the door was being pushed open, someone stood at the door and yelled, Chief Zuo is here. The secret agents quickly stood at attention and saluted, watching Zuo Chong who slowly walked in and said hello in unison.

"Hello, deputy director."

"Well, hello everyone."

Zuo Chong nodded with a smile, shook hands with others, and then led Gu Qi and others to a big table. After everyone sat down, Song Minghao immediately asked for food to be served.

Unlike the previous celebration banquets, this time there was no white wine on the table, only some freshly squeezed fruit juice and hot tea, and there were no dishes such as Jiuniang Lantern Festival.

The secret agents were not surprised. The secret service is a military organization after all, and today is not Xiu Mu. According to the rules, they are not allowed to drink alcohol. If they violate the military law, they will be severely punished.

Seeing that everyone was already seated, Zuo Zhong put his hands on his hips and said some nonsense about loyalty to the leader, and then announced the start of the meal. The procedure was so simple that everyone present was a little surprised.

"Clang clang."

The officers didn't speak, gradually only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing in the restaurant, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, many people were winking at each other, trying to figure out what was going on.

This included Wu Chunyang, who touched Gui Youguang with his foot under the table, but the bald head just lowered his head to finish the meals, ignoring his hints at all.

He had no choice but to change the target of the inquiry to Shen Dongxin who was on the side, but Shen Dongxin shook his head, apparently not knowing what Zuo Zhong meant, and no one dared to ask.

"tick, tick"

As time passed by, the number of pedestrians on the street outside gradually decreased, and the traffic flow became much thinner. The Honggong Temple, a few kilometers away from Dehe Tower, fell into silence.

Since all of the Intelligence Section and some of the Operations Section went to the celebration banquet, and after off-duty hours, there were only a few staff members on duty in the Secret Service, and the office building was pitch-black.

The situation behind the office building is the same in the detention center. Jinling is extremely hot in summer, and mosquitoes fly freely at night, so the guards hide in their houses and do not want to come out.

Suddenly, Yang Changqing, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. After listening to the sound, he got out of bed and went to the toilet in the corner of the cell, took off his pants and sat on it.

He gritted his back molars grimly, and his brows were furrowed as if in pain. Constipation is very common here, and the spies don't consider the nutrition of the prisoner's food and the combination of meat and vegetables.

"Crunch. Da. Da."

Not long after it was time for inspection, a guard walked out of the duty room, wiped his eyelids, walked around the corridor, and took a look inside Yang Changqing's cell as he passed by.

As a result, the scene and smell inside made the person cover his nose quickly, and ran over in a hurry, cursing as he ran: "MD, Japanese shit really stinks!"

Yang Changqing inside the bars was neither angry nor embarrassed, and continued to tense up. After an unknown period of time, he was finally relieved with a splash.

Randomly picked up a few pieces of toilet paper and cleaned up his personal hygiene, he came to the iron gate and looked around, made sure that the guard was not there, then walked back to the toilet, and stretched out his right hand without changing his face.

"Whoa."

Yang Changqing held his breath, staring at a little spider that passed by unintentionally on the wall, looking for something in the toilet with his hands, a hint of surprise appeared on his face after dozens of seconds.

He clenched his fist tightly and came to the bed, picked up the rice bowl from the ground, which contained the clean water provided when putting the rice, and then he opened his right hand and put something in it.

With the help of the dim light in the corridor, an object wrapped in oiled paper was quickly cleaned. Yang Changqing tore it apart silently, and a universal key appeared in front of him.

He raised his head and looked at the keyhole in the middle of the iron door of the cell, his eyes filled with relief. As a strictly trained agent, a lock of this level could not stop him at all.

"cough"

In the supposedly quiet detention center, a deliberately suppressed cough came faintly from a distance. Yang Changqing understood that it was a signal, and then he listened carefully with his ears sideways.

But after waiting for a long time, no sound appeared again, which made his face a little ugly. According to the plan, this operation was carried out by three people, and he and one of them had hidden tools in their bodies.

Judging by the voice, the person who coughed just now was the third person who did not carry tools, and the other person probably had an accident. If there is no problem, they should give a signal anyway.

This is what he expected. Using the human body to carry foreign objects is a very dangerous behavior. Once the foreign object punctures the intestinal tract, the carrier will be very dangerous. It can be said that it is close to death.

According to human experiments conducted by the Kwantung Army, ten Malu masters swallowed keys in this way, and half of them died as a result. This is the reason why he went to the Northeast.

Fortunately, the double guarantee was adopted, otherwise the operation would fail before it even started, so should we wait for the other party? A thought flashed through Yang Changqing's mind and he dismissed it immediately.

It's too late, time waits for no one.

The secret service is holding a celebration banquet tonight. This is the opportunity they have been waiting for. In order to create an opportunity, they even took the initiative to expose it to Chinese intelligence personnel.

I missed this time, and I don’t know when the next time will be. The zoo team paid too much for the plan and threw out more than 20 eyeliners. The action must be successful.

Yang Changqing made up his mind to take a few steps to the gate, put the universal key into the keyhole and turned it lightly, and the solid iron door opened. The whole process took less than ten seconds.

Before leaving, he used the bedding to assume a human form. This was an insurance measure. According to calculations, the next patrol of the guards would be half an hour later, so there was plenty of time for action.

Pushing open the iron door, he walked out of the cell with a short body and closed the iron door with his backhand, and moved to another cell in a half-squatting position, where there was already a person waiting for him.

"Come out and be quiet."

Yang Changqing opened the cell door and said something to the other party, and the two immediately sneaked into the third cell together. Since there was no light in the room, only painful groans could be heard.

The person who was released earlier came to the bed and professionally checked the body of the companion on the bed. It didn't take long for the person to straighten up and shake his head to report the situation.

"Team leader, number two is dead."

The moonlight shone through the transom on the face of the speaker. It was Pang Chong who had been lurking in the Republic of China for decades. The person lying on the bed was Ren Guanglin, who was sweating profusely like gold paper.

Ren Guanglin endured the knife-like pain in his stomach, and whispered: "Group leader, it is my honor to dedicate myself to His Majesty Tianlocust, please don't leave me to the Chinese, please."

Yang Changqing nodded in silence for two seconds, took the quilt to cover his face, and together with Pang Chong held down Ren Guanglin, who was struggling subconsciously, until the other party was silent.

"Walk."

After dealing with the accomplices who dragged him down, Yang Changqing's mood didn't fluctuate at all, and he calmly called Pang Chong to leave the cell. They don't have time to grieve for a dead man now.

From the day they joined the Second Division of the Army Staff Headquarters, everyone understood that life no longer belonged to them, but belonged to the Great Japanese Empire and the supreme Majesty Tianlocust.

The two crawled, hid, and bent over for a while, and moved towards the outer cell area of ​​the detention center, where minor criminals were held, and the vigilance and guards were more lax.

When passing by some of the cells, Pang Chong's eyes were full of killing intent, and he asked Yang Changqing in front of him: "Your Excellency, team leader, please allow me to go in and kill those two Chinese evils.

They have Chinese blood and betrayed the empire. They will never be forgiven. Rest assured, give me a minute, and my actions will not alarm others soon. "

"Baga, shut up."

Yang Changqing glared at Pang Chong, and walked out without stopping. What time was it, and he still wanted to deal with family affairs. The closer it was to the next inspection time, the higher the risk for the two of them.

Pang Chong, who was reprimanded, looked unwillingly at the eldest son in the cell, stomped his feet and followed Yang Changqing, and the two came to the wall of the detention center without any danger.

The detention center is a high-security area, and barbed wire fences are installed on the walls facing the outside world, except for the side facing the compound, because there is no need for it.

According to the thinking of normal people, what needs to be guarded here is to escape from the prison. The primary purpose of the prisoners escaping is to leave, and they will not run to the inside. Under normal circumstances, they are looking for death.

But today was not a normal situation. The secret service compound was empty. Yang Changqing and Pang Chong jumped off the wall and quickly approached the office building along the green belt on the roadside.

When they got downstairs, the two didn't enter in a hurry, but lowered their heads and rummaged around in the surrounding ground and bushes, and found several heavy cloth bags after a while.

"Be alert, I want to prepare weapons."

"Hay, team leader."

Yang Changqing took out the gun parts from the cloth bag, and quickly assembled the gun in the darkness with his hand feel and muscle memory, while Pang Chong stood in the corner and kept looking outside.

It took only 5 minutes, and two mp18 submachine guns appeared in their hands. The two carefully pulled the bolts to load the bullets, and took out the suction cup and diamond from the cloth bag.

These two tools are common tools used by thieves. The diamond is used to break windows, and the suction cup ① is used to fix and remove the scratched glass. The whole process does not make a sound.

Relying on good training, the two successfully entered the secret service office building through the window. Yang Qingchang pointed to the last cloth bag and gave Pang Chong an order.

"Target top floor, you use the demolition tool, be sure to open the safe within 5 minutes, and we will leave here from the scheduled location in 10 minutes, and someone outside will pick it up."

"Understood, team leader."

Pang Chong responded in a low voice full of excitement. He and the team leader were about to complete an unprecedented feat, stealing the secret documents of Dai Chunfeng, the top leader of the Chinese intelligence agency.

That safe will be a treasure, and the list of secret hidden personnel inside, the internal secrets of the national government, etc., can bring huge gains to the Empire of Japan.

In fact, he guessed right. Dai Chunfeng kept more documents in the Secret Service than in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. This was not only for the importance of the place where he made his fortune, but also for safety.

There are many people in the bureau headquarters, and the eyeliners from all sides can form a strengthened company. There is no such hidden danger in the Honggong Temple. The problem is that this time the enemy comes from outside.

While the Japanese were excited, Zuo Zhong in Dehe Tower looked at his watch, put down his chopsticks, stood up, looked at his subordinates who had calmed down, and announced orders in a cold voice.

"There will be an important operation later, all personnel in groups of three must not separate without authorization, and we must remember not to say what should not be said, not to see what should not be seen, and not to ask what should not be asked.

Your weapons are equipped in your respective cars. Anyone who disobeys orders during the operation will be killed without mercy!Those who bend the law for personal gain will be killed without mercy!The leaders of each department, each unit, and each team lead the team, let's go! "

"Yes!"

The deafening echo sounded, almost toppling the entire ceiling, and murderous spies came out of the dining room one by one, and ran towards the door.

　① The use of natural rubber is very early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)