“Woo~~”

The vehicle rushed forward and drove away quickly. Someone handed over a kettle in the bumpy carriage. The female policeman unscrewed the bottle cap, poured some transparent liquid into his hands, and rubbed it vigorously on his face.

A magical scene appeared. The ugly woman disguised as a policeman, and after cleaning her face, she showed her smooth and fair skin, she took out the filling of her mouth and nose, and turned into another person completely.

"Yi Jun, is it okay?"

Zuo Chong looked at He Yijun who had returned to his appearance and sighed in his heart and reminded him: "Remember to take a good bath when you return to the station. These things are very toxic, and not cleaning them in time is not good for your health.

In addition, I want to criticize you, don’t wear clothes soaked in dirty water in the future, as this can easily cause wound infection. I will find a hospital for a check tomorrow. This is an order and must be implemented."

He didn't expect that the other party was so brave and was simply desperate. God knows how many bacteria there are in the water. In the era without antibiotics, inflammation means half of his foot has stepped into the gates of hell.

Besides, Shanghai is a high-incidence area of ​​schistosomiasis. Even in order to better disguise, it should not take such risks. The task can be solved slowly when encountering difficulties, and the people are gone.

After being trained, He Yijun tidied his hair and smiled gently, "Doing this can cover up his own odor and reduce the chance of being searched. Things hidden in his shoes must not be discovered by anyone.

As for safety, don't worry, those policemen are very good at hurting me, and the prisoners in the women's prison are all ordinary people, which is easy to deal with, but they were kicked by the other party on the arm."

"Be careful anyway."

Zuo Chong's face looked a little better after hearing this. It was not surprising to this result. After He Yijun entered the secret service office, he never relaxed for a day. He practiced shooting, fighting and telecommunications every day.

Even if you have the ability to operate, you can rank in the intelligence department. Not to mention dealing with a few black skins and gangsters, you can still have the power to fight against professional agents. What you lack is experience.

Thinking of this, he spoke up: "Whether the action went smoothly, the layout diagram given by Yu Xingle is accurate, it is still too hasty, otherwise someone should be sent to conduct on-site inspections.

The British are very sloppy. They built and decorated the general police house from Shandong Province and Hong Kong City. Our hands are not that far away, so we can only rely on local snakes in East China."

“The layout diagram is very accurate.”

He Yijun saluted seriously: "According to the plan, I found the physical evidence room and replaced the evidence. When I sneaked in and retreated, my true appearance was not exposed. After the report was completed, please instruct me."

It was the first time that she performed such an important action. Even after two years of professional training, she still felt unsure. Actual combat is different from training, and the enemy will not give you the chance to start over.

So in the fight with Yizhihua and his subordinates, He Yijun showed no mercy and tried his best to fight. The deputy director said that a simple good person could not do this job, and cheap kindness would only hurt him.

Zuo Chong nodded slightly. The other party's performance made him feel a little moved. The girl who lost her parents changed a lot, and the only thing that remained unchanged was her ruthlessness, which was rare.

He pointed to a new set of clothes on the seat of the car: "Snap time to change your clothes. We will pass by the public concession checkpoints. Try not to open the windows at that time, as the other party should not smell it."

"yes."

After saying that, He Yijun put on his prepared clean clothes, found a place to hide the police uniform he had changed, and sat in the car with his head held high, unable to see what he had looked like before.

Zuo Teng held his arms and looked at the front windbreaker, and he thought about what happened in the past few days. Hasegawa Ryosuke completed the second step, and the public concession police room was also arranged, and it was time to start.

The British and Japanese were once colluded with each other and had a good relationship. Even though the two sides are currently intriguing for the interests of South Asia, the relationship is still good, at least not breaking apart.

It is not that simple to destroy their relationship. To find a good breakthrough and make things bigger, this glorious and arduous task falls on Takaki Izuda.

The other party is the son-in-law of the Matsumoto family, who is also a traditional Japanese aristocrat. He has a close relationship with the government, the army, the skylocust, and the capitalist. Anything that has something to do with the Matsumoto family is a major event.

Zuo Chong looked at his watch and patted the driver on the shoulder: "You and He Yijun go back first, I'll get off the car first. If you have any urgent matters, call the nightclub near the Japanese Consulate to find Mr. Okamoto."

"yes."

The little spy who was driving responded and parked the car into an alley to prevent Zuo Chong from being seen by others when he got off the car. He must be highly vigilant when he operates in the concession and must not relax for a moment.

Zuo Chong and He Yijun who was standing beside him nodded with a smile, opened the car door and turned around and disappeared quickly. Then he walked towards Hongkou District slowly, preparing to have a good chat with Hasegawa Ryosuke.

This guy is singing every night. As long as it is not dawn, he will definitely find people in places like nightclubs. It's strange. Don't he need to rest? He really doesn't understand the Japanese.

If the other party puts his energy into work, he would probably have been in the position of Tian Yu Yingji, but there will be losses. Who would believe that such a person is a mole in the secret service?

Zuo Chong smiled and his steps accelerated a little. He took more than half an hour to arrive at the street where the Japanese consulate was located. As soon as he found two families, he heard the howling of ghosts and gods in Hague.

Wang Badan hugged a short winter melon in a kimono. Oh no, it was a Japanese woman, who was humming and singing Showa tunes, and her hands were very dishonest.

The people next to him were not much better, they all fell into the arms of the woman. Someone shouted loudly: "Minister Iwai, don't kiss me anymore, let's sing a song for us all."

Minister Iwai?

Iwai, the intelligence minister of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai?

Zuo Chong narrowed his eyes. Hase had introduced this person before, but unfortunately, not everyone has a plug-in phone. In addition, those who do intelligence and pay great attention to privacy, they have never found a recent photo of the other party.

This was a good opportunity. He touched his chin and turned his eyes. It seemed that he would go back to his old job today. Not to mention, I haven't done secret photography for so long, I really miss the feeling of heartbeat.

Making up his mind, the famous detective Zuoge took out his phone from the space and held it in his hand, got up and walked past Hasegur Ryosuke and others, and kept pressing the buttons with his fingers to take everyone down one by one.

Haseguruke, who was drinking, saw Shi Shiran passing by, and was so scared that he almost squirted out the wine in his mouth. Hell, the Chinese are too brave, how dare they appear at this time?

Baga Road!
Chapter completed!