The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 447 Bait
"Senior brother, how is it?" Cheng Mo asked Yuan Xueyi.

Yuan Xueyi was holding Cheng Mo's article on the theory of "Rise of Asia and Establishment of Nation". After reading it carefully, he put it down and said, "Junior brother, your article is very well written. I am a little ashamed of myself!
"Brother, you are too kind. How can I compare with you?"

"Junior brother, you are too modest."

"Brother, do you think it's feasible?"

"Junior brother, when do you plan to publish it and under what name?" Yuan Xueyi folded the article and asked seriously.

"I haven't thought of a name yet. How about you help me think of one, senior brother?" Cheng Mo said.

"How can I help you think of it? This is your article." Yuan Xueyi declined politely, "It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate, you should come up with one yourself."

"Then let's call him Yang Guang."

"Yang Guang, Yangguang, that sounds good. It's settled. I will go report to Mr. Iwai. I believe that soon, you will be able to see your masterpiece published in the newspaper." Yuan Xueyi nodded.

"In that case, thank you, Senior Brother."

……

In the blink of an eye, it was already the twelfth lunar month. It snowed heavily in Shanghai and the coldest time of the year arrived.

The clothes and faces of pedestrians on the street are much worse than the year before. While wages have not changed much, prices have doubled.

For ordinary people, each year is more difficult than the last.

There are more patches on the clothes, and the daughter-in-law smiles less. The old man dares not go out easily in winter, for fear that he will die in the cold wind.

The Huayuankou dike burst, the Yellow River flooded for thousands of miles, natural disasters and man-made disasters, China's future can only move forward in suffering.

Only the rich and powerful live a life of drunkenness and debauchery all day long.

A week has passed since the assassination of the Sarada stage, and there doesn't seem to be much progress on Kitaro Miyamoto's part.

We found a lot of witnesses, but the "murderer" they saw was different, which really made people feel at a loss.

One thing is certain.

The people who committed this major crime were members of the Blue Shirts Society.

In recent months, all cases of this type have pointed to one force behind them: the Military Control Commission and members of the Blue Shirts Society.

The Japanese described these people as terrorists and accused the concessions of being a breeding ground for these terrorists and of being too accommodating and permissive towards them.

But now, of course, when the Japanese started the hunt themselves, they found that it was not because the Concession Police Station was not working hard, but because these people were too good at hiding.

When they gathered together they were a ball of fire, but when they dispersed they were like mercury pouring out on the ground, and there was no way to find them.

No. 76 is able to achieve repeated success in finding and attacking these people, which shows that he is really capable. Only they themselves know themselves best.

"Boss, that guy was released by Miyamoto." One evening, when it was almost time to get off work, Lu Le knocked on the door and came in to report.

After handing the person over to Kitaro Miyamoto, Cheng Mo also arranged for people to monitor Miyamoto's movements. He suspected that this "little scoundrel" was deliberately created by Miyamoto or the Japanese to test him, so he naturally wanted to confirm it.

"Just locked up for three days?"

"Well, three days."

"Did that guy suffer any hardship?" "The surveillance personnel followed him and said that he went to a brothel called Xiangyuyuan."

"He's just a small scoundrel, how can he afford to go to such a high-end place?" Cheng Mo thought about it for a moment and discovered this strange place.

"Yes, although we handed the person over to them, this guy sent him over cleanly without a penny in his pocket."

"That means someone paid him." Cheng Mo chuckled. "If the clues he provided were useful, Miyamoto would have found the clues by now. Otherwise, this person is just a bait they threw out. They are testing me and fishing for the Military Control Commission. This is a two-pronged approach."

"Boss, is what you said true?" Although Lu Le was smart, he didn't think as deeply as Cheng Mo.

"Keep an eye on him. If he really is fishing, report immediately." Cheng Mo ordered.

"clear."

……

In Xiangyu Courtyard, the little scoundrel named Jiang Wenjun was drinking in the room of a girl named Lian'er. Lian'er was not the most popular girl in Xiangyu Courtyard, but not just anyone could become her lover.

Generally, the girls in famous brothels have fixed patrons, which is just like being in love. They are very particular and will never play two-timing at the same time.

But there are also some women who, if their last relationship ends and they haven’t met the right person, what should they do? They have to live their lives!

Therefore, some of them will make some pocket money in the name of selecting customers. As for whether to accompany the customers or not, it depends on each person's means and the man's wallet.

Lian'er's last patron left without saying a word, so she was left with nothing. Jiang Wenjun happened to show up. Although he was not dressed well, he was generous and paid a lot for the plate, so he stayed as a guest.

If you really have money, it's not impossible to stay together for a long time. If you just want to have fun for a while, then it's consensual. Just pay enough fees when the time comes.

After drinking a few cups of yellow urine, the tipsy Jiang Wenjun couldn't wait to get close to Lian'er. Lian'er frowned. This kind of person was far worse than her previous patron. He could at least talk to you about love and have a heart-to-heart talk with you. Why would he be like this right from the start?

I thought to myself, if it weren't for the large amount of money you gave me, I wouldn't have let you in tonight.

However, what she could never have imagined was that she would face a life-or-death scare tonight.

From the moment Jiang Wenjun entered Xiangyu Courtyard, someone had been watching him, and the news that Jiang Wenjun had become Miss Lian'er's patron tonight was quickly known.

Upon hearing the news, Qu Xiaonian, a member of the Second Action Team of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai District 1, came alone, intending to silence the witness who had seen the appearance of the murderer in the "Geng Taichang" case!
And tonight, at Changlefang on Fuzhou Road, Miyamoto Kitaro arranged several people to ambush at the front and back doors of Xiangyuyuan.

Just waiting for the Military Control Commission to take the bait.

The bait was not cleverly arranged at all. The problem was that the action team of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai District 1 was in a silent state. Except for the team leader, no one was allowed to contact each other. When Qu Xiaonian learned the news, he was extremely anxious and decided to take action himself to eliminate this hidden danger.

In fact, if Jiang Wenjun had really told what he had seen, it would be meaningless for the Military Control Commission to kill him to silence him.

But the problem is that not everyone has this judgment.

Moreover, after the assassination, all team members involved in the operation need to automatically enter a silent state for a period of time and not contact the outside world to ensure safety.

Ou Xiaonian broke into Miss Lian'er's boudoir, pulled out a gun and pointed it at Jiang Wenjun's head, scaring Jiang Wenjun so much that he wet his pants. Lian'er had never seen such a scene before, and she screamed in fear and almost fainted.

Then the Japanese plainclothes agents ambushed by Miyamoto Kitaro rushed in and had a fierce exchange of fire with Ou Xiaonian. The final outcome was.

When Qu Xiaonian jumped out of the window to escape, he was held down by Japanese spies who were lying in ambush under the window, but one of Miyamoto's men was killed and two were injured.

(End of this chapter)