At noon, Wang Xing slowly woke up from his coma. However, he did not open his eyes first. He felt intense pain in his left arm and back, letting him know that he was still alive and had escaped the first assassination! The second time was even more dangerous than the first.
He opened his eyes and saw a white wall, white curtains, a white blanket, and an angel in white.
Red blood was being injected into his body through the tube.
"He's awake!" the angel in white said in Japanese.
Then, a black cloud swept past, and that wretched face turned from anxiety to joy.
"Station Chief Wang, congratulations! This is a military hospital, don't worry! I'll inform Director Matsuta immediately!”
"Have you caught him?"
"No!"
"This is the work of Special Team 5. It must be. I was lucky!”Wang Xing knew that his intelligence team would not be able to do such a good job. This should have been sent by the boss. However, in order to increase the power and mystery of the Special Team 5, he decided to turn the big card in his hand into a trump card.
"Please, help me!" With a sobbing tone, he showed great fear! Grabbing that wretched man's hand was like grabbing onto a life-saving straw, completely revealing her weak side.
He knew that anyone would look down on a cowardly opponent like him. What he wanted was the contempt of that wretched man.
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In the Special Higher Police Director's office, Yuta Matsuda was sitting on a chair, Ichiro Suzuki was standing straight beside the table, and Shunji Kumamoto was sitting on the sofa next to him.
"Chief, we've already sealed off the entire occupied area, but it's meaningless!”
"Nani!" In his desperation, Matsuta forgot his command to speak in Chinese.
"Reporting to Chief, the assassin deliberately revealed himself to be seen by the military police. He was wearing a cap and black clothes. In the end, these clothes were found in a hidden place in the courtyard. It was meaningless for the gendarmerie to set up a checkpoint to arrest him!”
"Did you get anything out of the five people at the wonton stall?”
"Those five should be fine!”
"No problem?"
"Yes, at the time of the crime, they were all sorting out the scattered things. One of them left before we arrived!”
"What?"
"Yes, the military police only found out about the incident an hour after the incident. At that time, there was another person at the stall. He was the troublemaker of the stall!”
"Did you see what that person looked like?”
"No, I only know that it was a man. That person had been reading the newspaper. The newspaper covered his face. He should be between 30 and 50 years old.”
At this moment, the phone rang.
Yuta Matsuta picked up the phone, and Cheng Xiaofeng's excited voice came from the other end.""Chief, Wang Xing has woken up and is out of danger!”
"Alright, I'll be there immediately! Adjutant Cheng, you've worked hard!" Yuta Matsuta was delighted. He put down the phone and said,"Let's go to the army hospital. Wang Xing is awake!”
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In the car, Yuta Matsuta and Shunji Kumamoto drew the curtains.
"Kumamoto-kun, you didn't say anything just now. Did you find anything?" asked Matsuta Yuta.”
"I just arrived at the first scene. This ambush point was chosen very carefully. The road to the military police station has to turn here, and we just can't see the road condition after the turn. The entire convoy can only apply the emergency brake when they reach the scene of the incident! The position of the brakes was within the shooting range of the alley. It was difficult to hit the glass of the back door of a speeding car at 200 meters, but it was much easier for a stationary car. There were at least two people in a small imperial army team who had this ability! The ambush this time was exquisite and clearly had been carefully planned. It was very different from the way the military commander used to do things in Shanghai. Their work was too rough. Usually, seven or eight people would shoot at random with big eyes!”
"This is the assassin that the commander just sent!”
"Yes, that's the only way! However, the assassin had left the gun behind in a secret place. I've seen that two-story building too. It's very difficult to hide on the roof!”
"Then how can we still set up an ambush!"
"It can be ignored for a short period of time, but it will be discovered by passers-by after five minutes!”
"Precise ambush, high coordination of time and position!”
"Yes, that alley is a dead end, 200 meters deep. After the military police rushed inside, they had to turn back and chase. They have already wasted two minutes, which is enough for one person to escape easily.”
"This means that the ambusher is very familiar with the terrain here!”
"Not only is he very familiar, he is also a master of tactics! This opponent isn't simple. Sigh, our Commander Wang isn't optimistic!”Kumamoto Shunji sighed.
"This means that Wang Xing is still trustworthy, or he has a huge secret!”
"For now, it can be said that the Special Task Force 5 should be one of the secrets. He knows about the Special Task Force 5, which is definitely one of the reasons why he wants to silence them!”
"Kumamoto, Wang Xing was originally part of your team. This time, it's going to be hard on you!”
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Kumamoto Shunji leaned against his back. Actually, he could tell that the biggest suspicious point of this assassination was the timing! The time was accurate to the minute. A minute of error could cause the entire plan to fail.
It should only take five people a minute to clean up the wonton stall!
And this minute was cleverly seized by the opponent.
Wang Xing took his curtain call, and a new opponent appeared!
How did they coordinate this minute?
Let's listen to his student's opinion.
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The first time he met Cheng Xiaofeng was four years ago when he was a visiting professor at the Faculty of Law at Tokyo University. One night, he was attracted by the sound of teaching in the classroom. It was a foreign voice.
Which lecturer taught at night?
He couldn't help but be curious and followed the voice.
Through the back window of the classroom, she saw that the classroom was filled with students. There were students, soldiers, policemen, and even university teachers.
On the podium was a handsome young man, and on the blackboard was a battlefield phrase written in Chinese and Japanese:
"Raise your hands, I am the Imperial Army of Japan!”
"Don't move, if you move, I'll shoot!”
"Put down your weapons, you are surrounded!”
......
He led his classmates to read aloud together!
Obviously, this was still a student, an international student from China. Perhaps he was attracted by the temperament of this student's teacher, so he listened outside the classroom until the class ended and the classroom erupted with warm applause.
The students walked out of the classroom and joked with each other in the Fujian dialect of China."Don't move, raise your hands!"
The student lecturer walked up to Kumamoto Shunji and bowed deeply.
"I'm sorry to disturb Professor Kumamoto's rest time!”
"You know me?"
"The Asahi Shimbun once reported about you. I've seen your photos. You've solved countless mysteries and are my idol!”
"Haha, what are you doing?"
"My father passed away last year. After I returned to China to handle the funeral, I returned to Japan to complete my master's degree. However, after losing his source of income, he applied for night school qualifications. It was considered a part-time job. I teach Chinese, simple and practical Chinese. According to the characteristics of Japanese pronunciation, he chose the Fujian dialect. At least it could cover up the traces of Japanese pronunciation. In the north of China, you would only be regarded as a Fujianese, not a Japanese. Of course, the Fujianese might be able to notice the difference, but most of the Fujianese were in the south, and there were very few in the north.”
"Haha, interesting! What do you study?"
"I studied law, criminal psychology, and behavior. In addition to English, I also took German.”
"Which major do you want to study for your master's degree?"
"I want to be a detective!"
"Haha, you don't have a master's degree in detective. How about this, follow me, I'll teach you how to solve cases.”
"Thank you, Professor Kumamoto! I want to get into the major you teach!”
"Follow me to the police station. By the way, do you have any relatives in China?”
"I'm an only child. My mother died early and my father was just buried. I do have three uncles. Because I studied abroad since I was young, I spent less time together and more time apart. I don't even know which one I have more feelings for, Japan or China.”
"Alright, you can become a Japanese citizen. We will also confirm your situation. How about this, be my assistant!”
"That's great. Thank you, Professor Kumamoto!”
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The sound of the brakes pulled Kumamoto Shunji's thoughts back to reality. The car had already stopped at the Army Hospital.
Three people filed into the intensive care unit on the third floor. Captain Ichiro Suzuki was carrying a bag of fruits.
"Station Chief Wang, you're in shock. It's my fault!”Yuta Matsuta bowed slightly, his tone filled with sincerity.
Wang Xing struggled to bow, but Matsuta Yuta hurriedly took two steps forward and reached out to hold Wang Xing's shoulder. He reprimanded,"Station Chief Wang, don't move. Your health is more important!”
Then, he asked Cheng Xiaofeng, who was guarding at the side, with concern,"Cheng Sang, what did the doctor say?"
" Don't worry. At a distance of 200 meters, when the first bullet penetrated the car window, 40% of its kinetic energy was lost. It went through the left arm without hurting the bone, but it consumed a portion of its kinetic energy. Finally, it was embedded in the ribs, causing a rib fracture. There was no other damage. The bullet had been removed. The second bullet grazed his back, but it didn't hurt his spine. It was just that the wound was relatively large, and he needed to recuperate for a period of time before he would be fine. Director Wang had taken two fatal bullets, which was a blessing in disguise! This is the detailed medical record written by the doctor." After saying that, he handed the medical record over respectfully.
Yuta Matsuta looked at the medical record carefully and comforted him with a happy expression.
"Yes! Commander Wang was injured for the sake of the Japanese Empire! I am extremely grateful and apologetic. Then I will arrange for Station Chief Wang to be the deputy head of the Shanghai Special Higher Police Intelligence Team for the time being! However, Director Wang's current task was to recuperate.”
"Thank you, Your Excellency. I will do my best to serve the Imperium!”
"Very good. From the very beginning, I've been looking forward to becoming friends with you, my old rival. It's really fate! Cheng Sang, did I say it correctly?”
"No problem, very good!"
Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the room was harmonious.
"Captain Suzuki, can you arrange for Station Chief Wang, or Deputy Team Leader Wang's security work? Get the military police to assist. We will also arrange for secret personnel to ensure 24-hour tight protection!”
"Ha Yi!"
"Deputy Team Leader Wang, what do you think of this assassination?”
"This isn't a tactic that the military commander usually uses. It's a meticulous plan. They know our actions. The people that the military commander sent to Shanghai couldn't have planned such an assassination in ten days. They must have been hiding in Shanghai for a long time."
"You're talking about Special Team 5!" Yuta Matsuta interrupted Wang Xing.
"Yes, I haven't even gone to look for them, but they're the first to find me!”
Everyone in the room fell into shock and muttered in unison, Special Group 5!
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Cheng Xiaofeng was the most shocked!
The day before yesterday and yesterday, he saw Wang Xing writing materials-"Special Five Groups of Materials."
He did not look at it deliberately. It should be information about the undercover team. Wang Xing obviously did not tell them everything. This probably could not be hidden from the eyes of Kumamoto Shunji and Matsuta Yuta. From what he understood, this information was from a secret intelligence team at the Shanghai station. This was Wang Xing's trump card, but it was just exaggerated.
He did not expect that the team that Wang Xing summarized the materials was not from the military. Then which system was it from?
His team had always been under the direct leadership of Feng Ti, who was the secretary of the Li Xing Society, the leader of this predecessor organization. At that time, Fengti should have had three special teams, and the other two were unknown. He had been responsible for delivering campaign level intelligence, and he would only selectively pass on the information he obtained after analyzing its value.
As a special agent, he knew very well that every time he used an intelligence channel, his identity would be exposed several times over. He had just come into contact with the core area of Japanese intelligence, so he could not take risks for some irrelevant information.
However, what puzzled him was that as his direct superior, Feng Ti should not have given him the order to get rid of Wang Xing. This was simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
However, the order was unquestionable, so he had no choice but to carry it out. For this mission, he deliberately exposed some clues and let Feng Yuan and Zhou Hui, who were pretending to be husband and wife, participate in it. His goal was to divert the attention of his teacher, Kumamoto Shunji!
As for Liu Yuexin, she was just a backup channel that he had trained. If it wasn't for this special assassination mission, he wouldn't have used this line too early. Helplessly, this line was no longer a secret! At least two members of the team knew about the operator's existence.
Uncle Ho was a very reliable person. He was the leader of this team.
Xiao Shan was his classmate. Although Xiao Shan didn't know that his old classmate was in the same group, he trusted Xiao Shan very much. This was also the reason why he recommended him to Feng Ti. Xiao Shan wasn't that smart. His steadiness and meticulous attitude were completely up to the task of being a member of their team.
Feng Yuan and Zhou Hui were an action expert and a reporting expert respectively. Zhou Hui's calmness was especially rare. Among women, she could be said to be one in ten thousand. She also had very good shooting talent, which was why she was recruited into the team.
The most important criteria for his team members was loyalty and steadiness!
Even so, he had never met the team face to face. The information was passed through Little Xiang, who had the secret message. Little Xiang would deliver tea leaves to a few old customers regularly. Every time, he would carry a tea box. The tea box was sandwiched, and there were a few gaps on the side. It was very convenient to stuff paper slips into it.
In order to facilitate the transmission of information, there must be several routes. This required a few stable regular customers. For these regular customers, Uncle Ho's business was almost losing money and earning money.
This made Uncle Ho feel a little pained from time to time. He was the leader of this team, and the funds for the event had to be raised through him. It was common to be short of money. Old He's tea shop was also the main source of funding for the group's activities, so he was still very attentive to it. They could not get a single cent from any department of the National Government. Otherwise, it would be difficult for some people to keep this secret!
Fortunately, all the members of the group had their own job cover. Otherwise, with the meager profits of the tea shop, some of the members of the group would already be playing beggars.
Uncle Ho passed the message to him through a piece of cloth tied to the tea box. This cloth was tied with a special life and death knot. If he pulled it quickly and forcefully, it would be a dead knot. If he pulled it slowly and gently, it would be a living knot.
This kind of knot was also criticized. Later on, Cheng Xiaofeng would bring a blade with him every time he connected the knots.
In the eyes of others, it was just a few strips of cloth. In fact, the longest strip of cloth was the secret electricity. No one would suspect that the few strips of cloth on the little shop assistant's box had anything to do with the secret electricity.
One side of the cloth would be missing a few wires, revealing a long row of wire ends. The wire ends were long and short, which were the 'points' and 'folds' of the secret cable. However, a set of keys was added.
Old He was exhausted from this job. An old man wearing a pair of glasses was cutting the thread of cloth with a pair of scissors under the dim light.
Every time Cheng Xiaofeng used a magnifying glass to look at the densely packed threads, he would sympathize with Uncle Ho.
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