The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 258 Faraway Guests
In the afternoon, Zhang Xiaolin invited the French people from the Public Affairs Bureau to have a meal together on the topic of "combating the increasingly rampant transnational drug trafficking problem in the concession."

Of course the French hate this kind of gangsters, and people from any country would hate them.

First, the market is unstable, which will bring more conflicts. Second, these people will not pay taxes even if they make money.

It can be said that there is no benefit to existence.

Therefore, we had in-depth exchanges on the attack plan.

For example, if the patrol room cooperates with people from the Qinggang, once such a person is found in the concession, the Qinggang will call the police, patrol and arrest the person, seize the drugs and confiscate them, and then destroy them centrally, paying the money and delivering the goods, and everyone is happy.

After a pleasant afternoon tea, both parties reached an agreement and got up to leave together.

At the entrance of the western restaurant, the two said goodbye happily.

At this time, a car slowly drove up, and the passenger curtain suddenly opened. The person in the car found the gap between the bodyguards and shot Zhang Xiaolin who had just walked out of the door.

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

The chaotic scene lasted for a while, and soon a call came to Zhou Qinghe, asking him to help with the operation.

"Besides, I don't want you to see my determination, brother. I have a few minor injuries. Thinking about this kind of injury back then, I still cut from the end of the street to the joint with a machete. But brother, you just said that my idea was wrong. What do you mean, please tell me specifically.”

"Ah!" the high-pitched cry came from the frightened lady on the street.

Can you hear the difference? "

"Brother, I have to say something about this. Your idea is totally wrong."

The French director was so screamed that his legs were shaking and his face turned pale.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaolin wondered if he had any problem.

"It's true that we can't control these people!"

If the General Staff Headquarters is determined to let others handle this matter, even if the two of us join forces, we will not be opponents.

"Well, the soil and water support the people, so what do you think we should do?"

Brother, I know you will definitely help me for the common interests of the two of us, but I won't make it difficult for you. To put it bluntly, Shanghai is already the world of the Japanese and the Japanese military.

At that time, it was suggested that Zhang Xiaolin should just put on a show and get a blood bag when meeting an assassin.

I'm very grateful if you help me. It's okay if you don't help me.

"Brother, you still don't know the Japanese well enough. The Chinese are different from the Japanese. The Chinese pay attention to harmony and wealth. You give me some face, I'll step back, and everyone will get rich.

"That's because the education and living environment are different. I grew up in China, so my mentality is different."

She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

By the time the bodyguards caught up, shouting for help and arresting people, they had completely lost track of the assassination vehicle.

Well, as expected of someone who has been involved in the world, this idea is quite forward-looking, and the bottom line is really flexible when it comes to assessing the situation.

Zhang Xiaolin had great trust in Zhou Qinghe's medical skills.

Now I am lowering my psychological expectations a little bit, and if I get hurt, I think I can keep some share by then, so that you can have room for negotiation, right? "

Zhang Xiaolin fell down in response. A blood flower suddenly bloomed from the right side of his chest and he fell to the ground.

"Then brother, you are still different. In my eyes, you have always been gentle and gentle."

"In front of you, Brother Zhou, this infection has to stand aside."

"Hey, that makes sense." Zhang Xiaolin frowned and thought: "Think about it carefully, it is indeed the case."

Zhou Qinghe is not Japanese. Whether it is for his own money or to prevent the Japanese from getting more military spending, the water in Shanghai will definitely make him muddy.

The car didn't stop for a second, and the people in the car continued to shoot randomly. The two bodyguards also fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaolin must not be cowardly, he must do it, he must do it fiercely towards the Japanese, and be a brave vanguard.

But I also know that now it is the Japanese General Staff Headquarters that has to solve the military expenditure problem. They attach so much importance to it, and it will be very difficult for you to refuse to give in any ground.

Zhou Qinghe came to St. Mary's Hospital and was shocked when he saw Zhang Xiaolin in the operating room.

"Go call the doctor!"

But this time, Zhang Xiaolin thought too much.

"Originally, your position is too high. Madoka Doi comes to invite you, and the general comes to you. Your contact level is high and you have too little contact with the lower-level Japanese soldiers. But the essence is the same. This nation bullies the weak and fears the strong."

He was only a little distance away from Zhang Xiaolin, and he clearly felt that a bullet had just grazed his hair and passed by with a swish!
"Protect Mr. Zhang!"

It's not realistic.

But looking at the injury on Zhang Xiaolin's shoulder, it was not acting, it was a gunshot wound.

Zhang Xiaolin's brows twitched in pain, and he hissed at the air conditioner: "The French want to see it, the Japanese want to see it, I am a little hurt, and you can help me play more emotional cards when you face others in the future. What?

But the Japanese are different. If you punch me, I respect you as a warrior. If I take a step back, you bow to me, I will slap you with my backhand, making you more afraid of me.

"Go and arrest people!"

"How did you end up like this?"

It was quite urgent. Zhou Qinghe smiled, gave him an injection of anesthesia, and then said while taking out the bullet:

"Stop talking, lie down, let me take a look first." Zhou Qinghe checked the wound, frowned and asked: "Why don't you ask another doctor to help you deal with it first? Just stop the bleeding. The bullet is still inside. It's been a long time. It increases the chance of infection.”

Zhou Qinghe took out the bullet embedded in his shoulder and showed it to him, then threw it on the gauze and said:

“If you want to continue this business, you can’t have the mentality of others giving you a piece of the pie.

You have to let the whole world know that even without Zhou Qinghe to support you, if the Japanese dare not let you eat, everyone will fight to the death. The rice bowl will be smashed, and even the table will be overturned by him, and no one will have anything to eat.

Alas, in this way, there will be room for negotiation. When the time comes, we will definitely give in a little bit, but how much we eat is not what the military department says. "

"A wise saying." Zhang Xiaolin sighed: "You have learned a lesson. Not only are you superb in your medical skills, my brother, your ability to see through people's hearts is also unparalleled."

Zhou Qinghe smiled at him: "I feel sorry for my money. I will cooperate with the military to find a father for myself. How much can you give me after all? This Doi Yuan needs to share the money, and this Tojo Akio needs to share the money. The Military Police Headquarters still has points, what can I eat?”

"Ha ha ha ha."

What Zhang Xiaolin wants is Zhou Qinghe’s words,
"With my brother's power in hand, and the energy in my hand, let's work together with the General Staff Headquarters. I really don't believe that in this three-acre land, there are things that the two of us can't solve together!
Ouch, it hurts, I’ll give you some more anesthetic.”

An operation was being performed here, and the news of Zhang Xiaolin's assassination in the concession had spread as the evening newspapers were urgently adjusted and reprinted.

The long-stopped assassination of military commanders has begun again!
This was the first judgment that jumped out of everyone's mind when they saw this news. Rumors about the concession spread a lot. Even some businessmen doing business with the Japanese panicked and wondered if they should not go out in the past few days when they saw the newspaper. .

The great reputation of the military commander was achieved through killing.

For those who don’t believe in evil, the grass on their graves is already blowing in the wind.

At the airport, as the plane landed, a team of 30 people from the First Operations Section of the Fengtian Secret Service officially arrived in Shanghai.

They took a civilian aircraft in order to avoid the flight plan of military aircraft and eliminate the possibility of being monitored and inferred to determine the origin.

The leader is Sasaki, a disciple and clerk of Madoka Doi, who is also serving as the captain of the action team this time.

Sasaki knew very well that the agency chief gave him the opportunity to perform this time because of one thing. He was obedient and would not give any discount to the implementation of the agency chief's orders.

In two days, the agency director will come to Shanghai in two days. He only needs to do the two things ordered by the agency director in these two days.

Assassinate Zhang Xiaolin and rob Yingzuo Zhengzhao's warehouse, both tasks were accomplished without compromise.

There is no difficulty in it, as long as Tojo Akio cooperates with him and gives him accurate information.

"Here we come." Outside the airport, Tojo Akio had been waiting for a long time. He was quite happy to see them. This meant that there were people available and he could grab things right away. They were all money.

Sasaki kept in mind the chief's order not to get involved too much with people in Shanghai, and got to the point after a quick pause.

"General Dohi Madoka ordered me to take over the operation here. Please Tojo-kun give me the address of Zhang Xiaolin, the target of the operation. It would be best if he has the whereabouts.

In addition, there is the location of Mitsui Club's drug warehouse, a map of the HK area and the patrol route of the military police. "

"What do you mean? You don't listen to my command?" Tojo Akio was stunned.

"It's the order from the agency chief. We are responsible for the actions." Sasaki nodded.

Tojo Akio wanted to say something more, but Iwasaki Nakao stopped him: "Hey, since the agency director said so, let's do this. Don't cause any more trouble. The agency director is really going to be angry, and we will have a hard time."

Although Tojo Akio was a little dissatisfied with his command being taken away, all the people from Madoka Doi were sent here. It was useless for him to resist, so he gave the information to them unhappily and then gave them a safe house. Temporary residence.

Firearms, maps, and military police patrol routes will be provided later.

Without further ado, Sasaki took action that night after memorizing the intelligence information.

Mitsui Club's drug warehouse is on the edge of Hongkou and Zhabei, and the safe house is only one kilometer away from the warehouse, making it very convenient to move.

It was night, and all 30 people were dispatched, dressed as lower-class people, to raid the warehouse. Mitsui Club's secret warehouse was guarded by eight Japanese ronin. Faced with a sneak attack by 30 elite agents, all of them were killed without any surprise.

Then came the silent transportation. The whole operation was smooth and smooth. Transporting the things back to the safe house was extremely smooth.

The task is extremely simple to complete.

The two men from the Qing Gang were shocked when they saw this.

He immediately called back to report. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaolin had to be woken up in the middle of the night. He was shocked when he heard this, and then immediately contacted Zhou Qinghe.

Now it was Zhou Qinghe's turn to be surprised: "Huh? Tojo Akio even robbed Kagezuo's warehouse?"

There are only a few forces in Shanghai, and the only one who has the ability to send out such elite troops is Tojo Akio. There is no need to guess about this matter.

"Yeah, brother, what does he mean?" Zhang Xiaolin was also confused: "This way is a bit wild."

Zhou Qinghe frowned and thought for a while, and was a little puzzled. He said that it was possible to be greedy for money, and it was normal for the gangster to take advantage of the gangster. After all, this thing was very expensive. As for the result, of course the blame was placed on Zhang Xiaolin, but what was the use of framing it?

Make Ying Zuo angry with Zhang Xiaolin?
It doesn't seem to be too important, it will happen sooner or later.

Anyway, he was planning to counterattack tomorrow. Zhang Xiaolin was very angry after being shot, and then smashed Ying Zuo's shop.

"It's up to him. Just wait and see. I'll let you know if there's any news." He didn't let anyone sleep in the middle of the night.

"Okay, brother, please keep an eye on me."

"I know, go to sleep."

The Japanese operation was successful. Sasaki was very satisfied with the operation. The first thing was completed, so the second thing left was to assassinate Zhang Xiaolin.

"Wait a minute, we will assassinate Zhang Xiaolin at dawn."

The Japanese fell asleep.

In the early morning, Ying Zuo was woken up.

"What? Our warehouse was attacked? All eight people were killed? The bodies were cold? Why didn't the military police respond?"

Ying Zuo was a little shocked. Eight people were killed, but the military police did not hear a single shot. This incident happened in Hongkou, and the implication was too serious.

Thinking of the people who might take action and the security of Hongkou, he called Zhou Qinghe directly. Whether it was Zhang Xiaolin or the security of Hongkou, Kazuki Fujita, the military police captain, was bound to shoulder the responsibility.

"Fujita-kun, someone from the Mitsui Company contacted me and said that their warehouse was ransacked and all eight guards died. Why didn't the Hongkou gendarmerie respond at all?"

"Is there such a thing? Where did it happen?"

Zhou Qinghe got the address and went to the warehouse, and when he arrived, Ying Zuo also arrived.

Ying Zuo looked at the corpse and asked abruptly: "Fujita-kun, when did the security in Hongkou get so bad?

Someone can sneak into our Japanese warehouse and steal it, and they can come and go freely, kill people, and move goods. How long does it take to move so many things, and the military police don't notice anything unusual? "

"What do you mean, Mr. Ying Zuo? Do you suspect that someone in the gendarmerie is colluding with the perpetrator?" Zhou Qinghe frowned.

"This is the only possibility." Ying Zuo stared at Zhou Qinghe and said, "Can Mr. Fujita give you a second explanation?"

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and nodded slightly: "I will ask the military police who patrolled last night in detail about this. By the way, what was stolen?"

"Luxury ointment."

"Fushou ointment? Why is there such a thing in Mitsui Club's warehouse?"

"There's a plan involved."

Yingzuo thought about it and decided to reveal some inside information: "To be honest, this is another task that the General Staff Headquarters asked me to come to Shanghai. It is top secret. The General Staff Headquarters wants to establish a unified drug transportation channel in Shanghai.

Mr. Fujita, I am telling you now because I suspect that the person who sneaked into this warehouse last night and stole this batch of Fushou Ointment is Zhang Xiaolin from the Qing Gang, because he is the only one who will suffer loss of profits in this matter.

Mr. Fujita, I hope you can persuade him to return this batch of goods, otherwise I will be rude to him, and the General Staff Headquarters may also have objections to Mr. Fujita. "

"What do you mean? Do you suspect that I asked Zhang Xiaolin to steal it?"

"I don't want to think so, but in Hongkou, besides you, Mr. Fujita, is there anyone else who can make a military policeman blind for such a long time? This batch of goods is worth tens of millions, don't make it difficult for me."

Zhou Qinghe laughed when he heard this: "I probably understand your thinking. You think the biggest loser in the success of this plan is Zhang Xiaolin, so you infer that he stole it. Then let me ask you a question. You said this is a top secret of the military. Plan, how did Zhang Xiaolin know about it?"

Kage raised an eyebrow: "He doesn't know, but Fujita-kun, maybe you have a way to know?"

"Hahaha." Zhou Qinghe nodded and smiled: "Good story, good idea, besides the evidence, where is the evidence?"

Kagezo narrowed his eyes: "Fujita-kun, if I tell the General Staff Headquarters about this, do you think they need evidence?"

"Then go ahead and tell me. I want to see if the General Staff Headquarters will remove me from my post because of your words." Zhou Qinghe had a cold face and was very tough.

Kagezuo frowned. Regardless of whether Fujita and Kiyotoshi did this or not, regardless of whether Fujita and Kiyotoshi knew it or not, it was definitely the best thing to let Fujita and Kiyotoshi go find the whereabouts of this batch of drugs.

In Shanghai, who else has more connections than Fujita Kazuki?
In his mind, Fujita Kazuyoshi would get the goods back regardless of the purpose of self-proof or because it was Zhang Xiaolin who stole it and felt that he was afraid of filing a complaint to the General Staff Headquarters.

But I didn't expect Fujita and Kiyoshi to be so tough, even if the fight went to the military headquarters, they wouldn't help.

Is it because the interests refuse to let go? Or are you really unaware? Yingzuo was a little unsure for a moment.

But what is certain is that if Fujita Kazuki does not follow the route he envisioned, he will be in a difficult situation.

So he changed his smile and said, "Fujita-kun, I was too quick to talk. The General Staff Headquarters will definitely not remove you from your post. You have to understand that tens of millions of goods have been lost. I am really anxious. Please help me find it."

"No time." Zhou Qinghe turned around and left. Who gave you the face to face him?

Yingzuo froze and gritted his teeth: "Fujita-kun, this is a major matter for the military!"

"Then you go and sue."

Zhou Qinghe put down his words, got into the car and left, and the car drove out immediately.

The progress was faster than expected. I originally thought that Ying Zuo would have to grind for a few days before this matter would be brought to the staff headquarters.

I didn't expect that Ying Zuo would be so cooperative and endanger the relationship with him in one step. Go ahead and sue.

If you don't feel a little wronged, how can you get any sympathy?

As soon as Zhou Qinghe left, Kage Sao's lips trembled slightly in anger. He actually didn't want to confront Fujita Kazuki. There was no enmity or enmity between the two parties, and they were getting along quite harmoniously these days.

But it involved the loss of tens of millions of dollars in drugs. He couldn't bear this responsibility, and he wouldn't bear it.

Then we can only call the headquarters and ask the headquarters to put pressure on Fujita Kazuki.

Although this will cause enemies with Fujita and Kiyoshi, at least the responsibility is removed, and some things must be chosen.

Returning to the Mei Agency, a telegram was sent directly to the Japanese mainland.

Two hours later, it was dawn.

Newspapers in the concession began to be sold in large quantities.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, Zhang Xiaolin of the Youth Gang was assassinated. The perpetrator was not a military commander, but a senior Japanese official, selling newspapers, selling newspapers."

Newspapers were sold one after another, and the news that the secret agent Tu Feiyuan had a murderous intention against Zhang Xiaolin immediately spread to the streets.

It turned out that the Japanese wanted to make money from drugs, and the two parties had already done something in the suburbs for the sake of the drug market. Yesterday's assassination was just the aftermath of anger.

As soon as the news came out, people in the concession ate melon with gusto.

And Ying Zuo in the office is a little doubtful about life.

The top-secret plan of the General Staff Headquarters has actually spread to the streets. Not to mention, according to the newspaper printing time, this morning's newspaper was finalized and printed last night.

That means that before his warehouse was looted, the people from the Qing Gang had already been fighting with the Tufeiyuan people, and they had been doing it for more than a day.

Why did the Qing Gang people suddenly attack his warehouse?

If we want to attack, shouldn't we attack Doi Madoka's warehouse?

If Fujita Kazuki had known about it in advance, then he should have dealt with Madoka wholeheartedly after he had established hatred for Madoka Doi. And if Zhang Xiaolin was assassinated by Madoka Doi, he should also seek revenge from Madoka Doi.

Why bother provoking yourself again out of nowhere?

Isn't this stupid?

After the rich man confronted Zhang Xiaolin, he failed to kill him in the assassination attempt. In order to prevent Zhang Xiaolin's revenge, he raided his warehouse and dragged him into the water so that they could deal with Zhang Xiaolin and Fujita Kazuki together?
When Yingzuo Zhengzhao thought of this possibility, his head hurt. What he had just sent the telegram was a bit stupid.

At noon, another news came out that someone attacked Zhang Xiaolin during lunch and in the hospital.

night.

"Selling newspapers, Zhang Xiaolin of the Youth Gang was assassinated again. The perpetrator was not a military commander, but a high-ranking Japanese official, a new high-ranking official. His name is not Doi Yuan. This person is called Ying Zuo. He sells newspapers. He sells newspapers."

Yingzuo: "."

(End of this chapter)