As the saying goes, color is a steel knife that scrapes the bones, and wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. After following Haseguro for three days, he held his waist and his pale face, Takaki Izuda, who was experiencing the profound meaning of this sentence.

"Baga."

He leaned on the chair and cursed, saying that he had only followed the other party to spend a lot of money these days, but he didn't check any important clues. If this continues, the funds should be used up.

Damn Hasegawa Ryosuke doesn't know what tiredness means? Even the Imperial Warriors can't stand this kind of luxury life, but this person can come to the consulate the next day as if nothing happened.

Takaki Izuda seemed to think of the four big words "Talented" and his face became even more ugly. At this time, the last ray of sunset shone through the window on the wall clock, and the hour hand turned to the sixth word.

It's time to get off work again.

He took a deep breath and stood up on his chair. For the sake of the Empire and the Locust, no matter how hard or tired it is, it is worth it. Then he patted his trembling legs and walked out of the office resolutely.

However, the situation today is a little different. Hasegawa Ryosuke did not act with the others, but left the Shanghai Consulate alone and drove quickly away from Hongkou.

And he changed the route many times along the way, turned around, stopped, and had standard anti-tracking actions. It was not surprising that a senior high school director did this. Meeting people with offline personnel must ensure safety.

I found out that it wasn't a nightclub, and Takaki Izuda was a little disappointed that was indescribable, and at the same time he was ecstatic. Hasegur Ryosuke finally moved, maybe it was related to the source of the funds.

He carefully followed the other party to the entrance of a coffee shop, then parked the car on the side of the road, looked left and right to confirm that there was no abnormality, took out his telescope to observe the movements opposite him.

A few dozen meters away.

Hasegawa Ryosuke walked into the store, waved his hand to John Kaiziwei, the head of the Public Concession Special Department who had been waiting for a long time, strode to the other party and sat down, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, John."

"Hello, Haga."

John Kaiziwei asked, looked up at him and said, "Why notify me of urgent meetings? We should try our best to avoid meetings in public places. This is too dangerous.

The situation in Shanghai has been very uneasy recently. The underground party and the Fructus party have killed many people, and Shi was almost killed. Even the Indian police officers under my command were killed by the Chinese, no, three of them.

I'm afraid that these bastards will go crazy and point their finger at the intelligence alliance. I'll better contact us by phone in the future. At least in the public concession, the communication between us will not be monitored by anyone."

"Is it also included a special department?"

Hasegawa Ryosuke ordered a cup of coffee and asked back after the waiter left. The members of the Intelligence Alliance understood that without the support of a big country, the Intelligence Alliance could not be able to do business.

The other party said that no one could monitor them, just listen to them as a joke. He was sure that the special department of the Concession must have a large room filled with recordings of information transactions from everyone.

But no one is vegetarian. Joshua from France, Shi Zhenmei from the agent headquarters, and himself also recorded it. If the British turn against each other, then everyone will go to hell together.

After saying this, he said with a serious expression without waiting for John Kaiziwei to explain, "It's a little joke, I came to you for the sake of the police killing. I found some clues when I went offline.

The murderer who killed the police is probably not a spy at the head office mentioned in the newspaper. This matter is related to one of my colleagues. I cannot say more about the specific details, so I can ask the witness to introduce it to you."

Speaking of this, Hasegawa Ryosuke decisively closed his mouth, took the coffee handed over by the waiter and took a sip. He glanced at a car under the street light outside the window, and the faint lenses flashed by.

waste.

Even newcomers who have just joined the special high school course know that they cannot stay in places higher than the brightness of the environment for a long time when performing surveillance tasks in the dark, which is very likely to cause exposure to people.

First, because the human eye will automatically focus on the bright spot, second, the light is bright and easy for the enemy to observe, third, objects or observation equipment on clothes will emit reflections, such as buttons, pens, etc.

This was the first time he had seen such a clumsy surveillance method. He really should have the fat guys above take a look. This was the best candidate for the deputy director of the intelligence department they selected.

After thinking about it, Hasea Ryosuke got up and went to the next table to get the candy box. When he sat down, he leaned slightly towards the aisle and guided John Kaiziwei, opposite the table, to look at him to prevent him from looking outside.

On the other hand, when he heard that the policeman might be the Japanese, John Kaiziwei's face did not change at all. It didn't matter who the murderer was, what was important was who the concession needed.

Compared with Japan, the government is obviously weaker and easier to deal with. In addition, the Elizabeth Hospital firefighting case involving Shi Zhenmei is not openly investigated, so it is most appropriate for the Fructus Party to take the blame.

So he replied lightly: "Then please ask Mr. Hase to introduce the witness. If it is confirmed that the murderer is a consulate staff, it is better for us to reach an agreement in private, and there is no need to make it public.

Due to some unexplainable reasons, London needs us to give the Republican government a little warning. The murder of this police officer is the best reason, which is a good thing for everyone, isn’t it?”

"certainly."

Hasegawa Ryosuke raised his coffee cup and nodded in agreement, saying, "The witness will come soon, John, the other party is related to the important plan of the SEH course. If necessary, don't take action.

Once something happens to this person, I cannot explain to the consulate and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. You don’t want to lose a business partner who has a good cooperation. I will wait at the door for you to communicate in private later.

Please rest assured, I will let him take care of his mouth, no one will know the truth. Perhaps the British Empire and the Japanese Empire have the opportunity to cooperate and put pressure on the National Government together."

John Kaiziwei replied happily without hesitation: "My friend, thank you for the information you provide. I will never cause you any trouble. I swear in the name of Kaiziwei's family.

After meeting, you can take the witness away directly. The reward will be entered into your secret account at Citibank before tomorrow night. If you have such information in the future, please make sure to trade with us first."

Hearing that he had money, a smile appeared on Hasegur Ryosuke's cold face: "It depends on the specific reward. You know, this money does not belong to me alone, I must satisfy everyone."

"Okay, no problem."

John Caziwei was dismissive and shrugged his shoulders. The intelligence alliance was gathered for money and had nothing to do with ideology or belief. Since it was selling things, it was natural to sell a good price.

Next, the two chatted for a while and exchanged some basic information to prevent everyone from rushing to the Dragon King Temple and causing unnecessary losses. This is a normal thing in the international intelligence community.

"Ding bell~"

After more than half an hour, the door of the coffee shop was opened, and the copper bell on the door made a crisp sound. A middle-aged man with a hat and a scarf came in from outside the door.

When Hasegawa Ryosuke saw the visitor, he immediately raised his hand and turned to John Kaiziwei and told him: "The witness is here. I'll go to the door to smoke a cigarette first. If you have any questions, please ask as soon as possible."

He drank the coffee in one sip, took out a few bills and placed them under the cup, stood up and walked outside. While passing by the middle-aged man, the two secretly gave a wink.

John Kaiziwei noticed this scene and knew that the Japanese were not at ease with him. He raised his lips and chuckled twice, then looked at the witness who had already sat down and asked.

"Hello, what's your name?"

"Just call me Laodou."

The middle-aged man wrapped his scarf and replied in a low voice. He could hear a foreign accent. This is very common in Shanghai. The broker is not necessarily a local, as long as he is well-informed.

This person looked a little fat, wearing a half-old Chinese robe, with his small eyes under the brim of the hat, glanced around the store, and his hands placed on the table were tightly clasped together, looking very nervous.

"Relax, Mr. Bean."

Seeing this, John Kaiziwei comforted the other party, ordered a cup of coffee for him and talked about the serious matter: "Mr. Hasea said you know who the murderer was the policeman, do you have any evidence?

Since the incident, countless people have called the police station and claimed that there are absolutely reliable information to be provided, but according to our investigation, none of these information is valid."

Faced with the doubts, Lao Dou became anxious: "I am not your police officer, where did you get the evidence? That night, I returned to my home in the French Concession from Shuyuan, and walked to the vicinity of the alley and found someone fighting.

So I hid in the corner and watched, and saw a man killing the policeman with a few actions. At that time, there happened to be moonlight. I found that the other party was Takaki Izuda, an official from the Japanese consulate whom I had met before."

Takaki Izuda?

John Kaziwei frowned. Isn't this an opponent to compete with Hasegawa Ryosuke for the Deputy Minister of Intelligence? Could it be that guy wants to use his own hands to eradicate the political enemy? This is a bit too much.

His expression slowly became colder, and he hugged his arms and said sarcastically: "Mr. Dou, is someone asking you to tell me like this? I advise you not to waste your time anymore. Please leave. I don't welcome you here."

"Let me say that?"

Lao Dou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his eyes were full of confusion: "Mr. Kaiziwei, no one asked me to say this. I did see the other party with my own eyes. At that time, Takahi Izuda was carrying a long suitcase.

After killing the person, he quickly left the scene with the box. When I returned home, I immediately reported to Section Chief Hague. Section Chief Hague told me not to act rashly, and until today I informed me to come here."

Long suitcase.

John Kaiziwei's eyes lit up, and the police room extracted two rifle bullets from a car outside Elizabeth Hospital. After identification, it can be determined that it was an Arisaka-style rifle bullet unique to the Japanese.

This news is currently top secret, and it is impossible for the outside world to know it. From this point of view, Lao Dou's words are very credible. The suitcase may contain a rifle. The murderer is really Takaki Izuda?

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Chapter completed!