Tanikawa Chiemi also came to Ning Zhiheng at this time. Ning Zhiheng nodded and said, "Very good, I am very satisfied with your performance."

Tanikawa Chiemi smiled and said, "I also want to thank the Director for his trust."

Ning Zhiheng really treated her preferentially and was relieved to let her move freely. Although Leng Qing was watching her tightly, she was very polite to her. The other team members did not know her true identity and respect her, which made Tanikawa Chiemi much more relaxed.

Ning Zhiheng asked: "Have the situation been investigated?"

Leng Qing quickly replied: "Pujue Temple is not big, there are about twenty monks. Morimu Huisheng's pseudonym is Huiyuan, so he is a monk in Pujue Temple."

"How did you find him?"

Tanikawa Chiemi smiled slightly and said, "His habit has not changed. I found out that the Zhike Monk here is very skilled in chess. When I rushed over and saw him from afar, I recognized him. However, he is very alert and familiar with me. I dare not get too close."

Ning Zhiheng said: "You stay here and don't move!"

Then he ordered the action team members around him: "I'll go in first and take a look. You can enter in batches. When I take action, I will control everyone in the temple."

He waved his hand and signaled the others to arrange the arrangements. Under Zhao Jiang's arrangement, the team members were all squatting around and surrounding Pujue Temple.

Ning Zhiheng quickly walked into the temple gate with several outstanding team members.

This Pujue Temple is a temple in the jungle of ten directions. It looks a bit old, and the paint on the courtyard wall has peeled off a lot, and there are not many incense tourists. From time to time, three or two people enter and exit the temple gate.

As soon as you enter the temple gate, there are statues of the four major Vajras on both sides. Walking further forward is a spacious courtyard that leads directly to the Mainland Hall.

In front of the main hall, several monks in a garrison stood, talking to the incense crowd from time to time.

A square tripod was placed on the steps in front of the hall, with many incense and candles inserted inside, and the smoke was shrouded in it, which was very charming.

The captain of the operation team beside him, Zeng Xingguo couldn't help but sneer: "There is a war outside that is so fierce that many people can't eat enough, but here they still burn incense and worship Buddha, and the incense is constantly on the rise."

Ning Zhiheng waved his hand to signal him to silence, stepped forward and quickly walked through the courtyard, and came to the front of several monks.

Currently, a middle-aged monk is slightly thin and looks a little thin when wearing a monk's robe. He looks a little thin and his eyes are calm and gentle. He does look kind and kind.

But Ning Zhiheng recognized it at a glance. This was the Japanese spy leader Eiso Moriki who had painted the portrait.

Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but sigh, in this vast sea of ​​people, who would have thought that a monk hiding in an ancient temple was actually a Japanese spy. It can be seen that it was different with an inside line. It took only two days to easily find this person.

With Ning Zhiheng's entry, more action team members also entered quickly, quickly occupying their respective positions and setting up controls around them.

Huisheng Morimu is now a monk who is responsible for receiving pilgrims and believers. When he saw someone coming, he took a step forward and looked up. When he saw Ning Zhiheng, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of horror flashed, and his eyelids leaped, but he quickly returned to calm. He did not speak, but put his palms on his hands, bowed slightly, reached out to make a call, and signaled Ning Zhiheng to enter the hall.

Although his eyes were only a slight change, Ning Zhiheng, who was observing in detail, captured it.

Ning Zhiheng was a little surprised. He was wearing ordinary casual clothes. Even though his temperament was slightly different from that of ordinary people, he would not show a look of horror when he saw him. Why is Huiyuan so sensitive to himself?

Thinking of the things that the Japanese are preparing to do on themselves, they will definitely collect information about their appearance. Does Eiso Moriki also have an impression of himself?

Ning Zhiheng originally had the importance of Huisheng Morigi's identity, so he took it himself to be on the safe side, but now it seems that he has backfired. As soon as he meets, the other party notices something is wrong.

I originally wanted to delay for a moment and let my team members control the surroundings so that when they did not take action, the monks in the temple were in a mess, giving the other party an opportunity to escape, but now they can only force themselves to act.

When he thought of this, Ning Zhiheng suddenly stopped hesitating. He stretched out his hands and made a move to reciprocate, as if he wanted to return the gift, but his body suddenly rushed forward and punched him with his left hand, hitting under Huisheng Morimu's left ear, and hitting him upwards. With the force of his wrist, Huisheng Morimu's jaw suddenly shook and dislocated.

Before Huisheng Morimu had time to make a sound, he was drowsy by the blow and could not react quickly. Ning Zhiheng's right fist followed Morimu's lower abdomen. With a muffled sound, Huisheng Morimu felt the organs in his abdomen tremble, and the muscles in his body were shrinking together, and his body collapsed to the ground, with no room for movement.

Ning Zhiheng's sudden move made everyone around him unexpectedly. However, a monk next to Huisheng Morimu reacted the fastest. When he saw Huisheng Morimu fell to the ground, he raised his legs and kicked Lin Zhiheng directly to the waist, but Ning Zhiheng waved his hand and then kicked it out, and then kicked it out with a crisp sound, breaking the monk's knee joint. He screamed and couldn't get up.

The team members around him rushed forward and pressed several other monks to the ground. The team members in the temple also took out their guns and shouted loudly, controlling everyone. After a brief period of noisy and chaos, the situation in the temple was quickly controlled.

"Preserve everyone, no one is allowed to be let go, close the door!"

With Ning Zhiheng's order, the members of the action took action, and Ning Zhiheng came to Huisheng Morigi who had been tied up tightly.

"Saturday, there are drugs on his underwear collar!"

Zeng Xingguo gave Ning Zhiheng a torn collar to check. Ning Zhiheng nodded, lowered his head and looked at Morimu Huisheng's pale face, and ordered: "Take these two people back, I want to have a good talk with them."

Ning Zhiheng was not willing to delay for a moment. Time waited for no one. He wanted to dig out the list of intelligence teams he had from Huisheng Morigi, especially the news of the armed team responsible for assassinating him.

He ordered Zeng Xingguo again: "Lead your operation team to stay here to guard all the people, tie up these monks, search the temple thoroughly, and close Pujue Temple. As for these pilgrims, they cannot be let go. If someone comes to look for them, they will also detain them and block the news. Only when I confirm that their identity is correct and notify you will be notified, can they be released."

Zeng Xingguo quickly nodded and took the order. The arrest operation was successful. Ning Zhiheng then led the team to quickly return to the second office of the operation.
Chapter completed!