Two hours later, the file of the assassination case of Lu Liankui was taken by Ichiro Asano and brought to Yunko Takeuchi.

"Asano, please help me find it. I remember that before Lu Liankui was killed, he also received a threat letter and found it immediately!" Takeuchi Yunko ordered.

"Threat letter..." Asano Ichiro was half-believing and half-doubted.

Takeuchi Yunko called Sakai Jiro in as well, and the three of them rummaged together to find it faster.

Three minutes.

Five minutes...

Ten minutes passed, and there were only so many files. The three of them searched together and found it very quickly, but they just couldn't find the "threat letter" that Takeuchi Yunko said.

"Miss Yunzi, have you remembered it wrong?" Asano Ichiro said, "There is no so-called threat letter at all?"

"No, I saw with my own eyes that it was Lu Liankui's wife handed it to the police station. How could my physical evidence be thrown away so important, unless the files are not kept properly." Takeuchi Yunko said.

"How could it not be? We have searched it all." Asano Ichiro picked up a stack of files and shook it in his hand, and suddenly an envelope spilled out from it.

"Asano!"

"Hey, why didn't I notice this just now?" Asano Ichiro was stunned. He was too careless just now and didn't see such a big envelope.

Jiro Sakai walked over, picked up the envelope from the ground, and handed it to Yunko Takeuchi.

The envelope was open. Takeuchi Yunko gently tapped her finger and pulled out a piece of letter from it. The material was exactly the same as the "death notice" received by Xie Xiaochu.

When I opened the letter, I saw almost the same picture. A river spanned a bridge, and there was a door at the other end of the bridge, and half of the door hole was hidden.

Although it is not the same mold, the brushwork is the same, and it looks like it was painted by the same person.

There is also a line of words below: Lu Liankui, the door of hell has been opened for you.

"Asano, Sakai, look, do these two paintings and characters come from the same person?" Takeuchi Yuko placed two "death notice" together and asked Ichiro Asano and Jiro Sakai to watch it.

Two heads leaned over, four small eyes, no, they should be three. After looking at them for thirty seconds, they raised their heads and determined together that this was the hands of the same person.

"Miss Yunzi, I will go and investigate the source of these two death notices!" Asano Ichiro was excited and stood up immediately and was about to walk out.

"What can you find out? Can our opponents not think of it?" Takeuchi Yunko said, "The envelopes and letters are the most common things on the market, and you can buy them in any store. Even if you look through the entire Shanghai beach, you will not find any clues."

Asano Ichiro was stunned.

"Lu Liankui received the first death notice and was assassinated the next day, and Xie Xiaochu also received it. He hid at the first time. This is the reason why he survived. Asano Jun, do you know what to do?"

"Miss Yunzi means using Xie Xiaochu to lure out the killer behind the scenes?" Asano Ichiro's eyes lit up.

"Smart, Sato died, it's just an accident. The news has been announced. If he was murdered, it would be a slap in the face." Takeuchi Yunko said, "If you let Xie Xiaochu go, you might be able to lift the big fish behind the scenes."

"Miss Yunzi, wasn't Lu Liankui assassinated by the Military Control Commission? This has already come to a conclusion." Jiro Sakai asked in confusion.

"This is what the case investigation report says, but was the murderer caught?" Takeuchi Yunko said like a sloppy Sakai, "We cannot investigate publicly, we need to conduct it secretly."

"Miss Yunzi, do I have an idea?"

"explain."

"Is it possible..."

"Well, this is a solution, you can do it." Takeuchi Yunko nodded and affirmed Ichiro Asano's suggestion.

...

After the third statement of Japanese Prime Minister Omemo to China was published in the newspaper, news about "Wang" leaving Hanoi was soon revealed to the newspaper.

The Kuomintang-controlled area naturally blocked this type of news, and even officially denied the rumors, saying that "Wang" was in poor health and was resting in Kunming.

But the newspapers in Shanghai are already very sure.

Of course, Chongqing has made considerable efforts in the concession. The Shanghai District of the Military Intelligence Administration issued a warning to many newspapers in the concession, not allowing them to publish news about the departure of "Wang".

However, this warning is not very binding on newspapers in the concession, and it even has a counterproductive effect. The more I want to hide it, the more I can't hide it.

On Friday, on Friday, it was the day when Hu Yunzhi and Lu Xiyan met again.

As long as there is no special situation, after get off work, Lu Xiyan will drive to meet Hu Yunzhi. The reason is very simple, and he will give Lao Mengtou a nourishing ointment.

Lao Mengtou's asthma is treated with Western medicine and Chinese medicine.

If he doesn't find a reason, he will definitely be suspicious if he appears in Huichuntang Pharmacy in such a regular manner.

As for what reason Hu Yunzhi is looking for, that is his business. He has been underground for many years, and he has a solution.

"Mr. Lu is here, inside."

As soon as he entered the door, the young man from the pharmacy recognized Lu Xiyan and welcomed him into the back hall. He came to a relatively secret room in three or two steps.

Huichuntang was originally a secret safety point for Hu Yunzhi. This pharmacy has no other tasks and will not have horizontal relationships with anyone else.

It's a pharmacy.

"Old Hu, what's going on? What's the above?" Lu Xiyan sat down and asked when he saw Hu Yunzhi.

"Comrade Lao Li went to Chongqing. He was not in Hong Kong a few days ago. Now he has come back. In principle, your superiors do not object to your plan, but don't act recklessly. The situation of the struggle between the enemy and us is very complicated. We must be careful and take every step forward." Hu Yun's way.

"I have also considered it in the past few days. I plan to sell this batch of seed cotton raw materials to part of the Chinese yarn mills in the concession. First, part of the funds can be recovered and the working capital in my hands can be increased. Now many of their yarn mills are short of raw materials. Everyone is Chinese. I will help them solve the urgent problem. Secondly, I can't eat a fat man in one bite. First, I will start a smaller medicinal sterile cotton factory. I will talk to Father Wanerdian of Guangci Hospital and start a war with Guangci Hospital. In this way, the medicinal sterile cotton produced is first supplied to Guangci Hospital, and Mr. Saul of the French General Chamber of Commerce. We can set up a joint venture factory."

"This method is good. If a Frenchman is carrying it in front of you, you will be under much less pressure. As long as this medicinal sterile cotton is produced, with the current market conditions, you will definitely not have to worry about sales." Hu Yunzhi said, "This is much safer and more mature than your previous plan."

"Of course." Lu Xiyan smiled and was quite proud, "What's going on with the Fein family?"

"Old Li called and said that he had already arranged contact with people and would not work for a while, but the idea you mentioned was good. The superior thought he could give it a try, but it was not implemented by our 'Zangfeng' team." Hu Yunzhi's way.

"I understand, after all, we have few people and weak strength. Besides, I don't have the energy either." Lu Xiyan smiled. When he made this suggestion, he never thought that he would take over the big things. This matter was definitely not something that one or two people, or one or two groups could do.

It requires a huge system organization to cooperate. Just like the equipment transfer of "Hongwei Spinning Mill", without the powerful organizational power, relying solely on the "Zangfeng" group, the "Ant Moving" plan can only be a castle in the air and cannot be realized at all.

"Zheng Mao asked me to ask when the batch of machine tools and equipment I got from Fein will be shipped, and the New Fourth Army Department attaches great importance to it."

"The inspection is relatively strict now. This batch of equipment may have to wait for a while. If there is a safe channel, it can be shipped now." Lu Xiyan thought for a while.

"Well, I understand, there are arms."

"Martial artery and equipment are transported separately and cannot be together. Once it is found, our losses will be great." Lu Xiyan suggested.

"I know, wait first and let the limelight go." Hu Yunzhi was helpless. The environment in Shanghai was too harsh. The Japanese blocked the land and water routes around Shanghai. If you want to transport arms and equipment, you really need to take great risks.

"Ahem..."

"What's wrong, Old Hu?" Lu Xiyan asked with concern when he saw Hu Yunzhi covering his mouth and coughing with his head down.

"It's okay, I'm a little cold. I'll get better in a few days." Hu Yunzhi's face showed a morbid blush and shook his hand at Lu Xiyan.

"Please be careful and don't be stubborn. If not, let Dr. Mei prescribe some Chinese medicine for you, go back and boil it, and eat it?" Lu Xiyan said.

"I know my body, you go quickly."

"By the way, do you know this person in Ding Mo Village?" Lu Xiyan stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered and turned around to ask.

"Ding Mo Village, how do you know this person?"

"Why can't I know this person?" Lu Xiyan said strangely, "He has secretly sneaked into Shanghai and moved into Lin Shiqun's home, No. 67, Daxi Road."

"What, he is in Shanghai?" Hu Yunzhi was shocked.

"Don't the organization know that he came secretly from Hong Kong," Lu Xiyan said.

"It's really not clear about the organization, how did you know?"

"Tang Jin told me that as for his intelligence source, he didn't tell me. However, I asked my Shanghai-Western Intelligence Team to keep staring at Lin Shiqun and found that there were indeed many people entering and leaving No. 67, Daxi Road recently, and one of them was named Wang Manyun, who went the most!"

"Will this Wang Manyun and Wang Zhaoming have a relative relationship, right?" Lu Xiyan added.

"Don't talk nonsense, this Wang Manyun and Wang Zhaoming have nothing to do with them. They just happened to have the same surname. However, this Wang Manyun and Lin Shiqun had a very unusual relationship in the past, and it was the same as Ding Mo Village. If these three people got together, there would be nothing good." Hu Yunzhi said, "I have to report this situation to my superiors."

"Okay, you can buy some medicine and take it. If it really doesn't work, go to my place to take a look. I'll leave first." Lu Xiyan came out and brought up the ointment prescription that the friend had prepared for him and left.
Chapter completed!