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473, ronin, gambler, gallery(1/4)

After a brief pause, Chu Mufeng continued: "The second is that Xinjing has rich resources and cheap land prices. Can these not attract the attention of the Kwantung Army? They can carry out immigration activities here, plunder resources, and make profits from it."

"As for the third thing, it is planning from the perspective of political factors and the policy of moving north."

When he said this, Chu Mufeng's expression became serious.

"Did you know? Since 1907, Xinjing has become one of the strongest strongholds of island colonists in the three northeastern provinces. It has consulates, commercial ports and garrisons of island countries."

"As a city with the least influenced by the strength of Fengtian warlords, it is undoubtedly very convenient to manage Xinjing. In addition, from a military perspective, it is very suitable for launching military aggression in our inner region and the Soviet Far East."

"For these reasons, it is difficult for Xinjing to not become the imperial capital!"

The Blood Phoenix suddenly realized.

Following Chu Mufeng is just a gain of knowledge.

...

New Beijing Special, in the high-class interrogation room.

Jiang Guochu is now being detained here, and standing in front of him is Miyazaki Sijun, the special high school major who is in charge of his case.

He would be arrested, all of them were investigated by Miyazaki Sijun.

If it weren't for this guy, Jiang Guochu would never have been exposed.

He never expected that Miyazaki Sijun would use the elite of the special high school class to make arrangements in order to capture him.

"Why, I've already arrived here, don't you want to say it?" Miyazaki Sijun asked with a smile.

"say what?"

Jiang Guochu looked directly at Miyazaki Sijun and said angrily: "Miyazaki Nakasa, I don't know what you are saying, what you asked me to say, I have nothing to say."

"Why do you have to say that I am a spy? Is it possible? I am the first secretary of General Yu Wujiang of the Ministry of Military Affairs. Is it necessary to be a spy?"

"Yes, this is also something I feel strange about. On the side of Manchukuo, you are so arrogant. You have to have power and power, and why do you destroy your future?"

"But yours is indeed a spy, sent by the China Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau. How about it, I'm right, Mr. Sunflower!" Miyazaki Sijun sneered.

sunflower!

Damn it, he actually knows his own code name?

How did he do it?

"Sunflower? Isn't that a nickname? What do you mean by this?" Jiang Guochu looked confused.

He was gritting his teeth and was about to refuse to admit his conscience.

"Hmph, in your Chinese words, you are punished if you want toast or not!"

Miyazaki Miyazaki turned around and said coldly: "Use torture!"

"yes!"

There were miserable shouts coming from the interrogation room.

...

New Beijing, in a Western-style two-story building.

A middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting in front of the window writing something. Outside the window was black like ink, a pot of green plants was placed at the corner of the table, and next to it was a cup of long-cooled tea.

His name is Huadong.

Speaking of identity, he is a very ordinary reporter in Xinjing City.

He is ordinary like a commoner you will meet on the road, just hanging a reporter's ID card.

Swish!

Under the reflection of the light, rows of numbers can be presented on paper in this way.

Each line of numbers is stacked in such a mess, not to mention watching alone or in a whole, it will make people feel confused.

I can't guess what's going on or what it says.

Unless there is a matching password.

That's right, Hua Dong is an excellent spy and the leader of the second group of the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau in the New Beijing City.

He had almost never conveyed any information since he came to Xinjing to lurk.

It’s not that he can’t collect it, but that he understands his responsibilities and uses them as a dead end.

Unless he is activated, he cannot actively contact his superiors.

Even if something big happens, you can only watch and act as a passerby.

Over the years, Hua Dong has almost forgotten his true identity.

Until two days ago, he was activated.

"Try every means to collect news from Minister of Military Affairs Yu Wujiang! Collect news from Miyazaki Sijun in the special high school class! Search for news from Secretary of Yu Wujiang Jiang Guochu!"

"Await for the special envoy's notice at any time and obey the order!"

This is what he is going to do now.

After knowing what to do, Huadong began to become active.

He began to organize the information he collected.

He was cautious, even if he was at home, he would not explain that he was writing out any valuable information. He was recorded in this garbled way.

In this way, no matter who is found, he will be helpless in the end.

"Jiang Guochu!"

Why collect his intelligence?

At the beginning, Hua Dong was a little puzzled, but later when he was collecting, he learned that Jiang Guochu had been secretly arrested by the Special High School, and he sensitively guessed that perhaps Jiang Guochu was his own person.

Even so, the details he knows are limited.

So before the special envoy arrives, try hard what you should do!

...

New Beijing City, Yu Mansion.

This is Yu Wujiang's residence. As the chief of the military and political minister of the puppet Manchukuo, this place is naturally very vigilant.

There are sentries guarding each key position, and guards patrol every once in a while.

At this moment, the person walking around in the study, frowning was Yu Wujiang.

Although he is a powerful military and political minister, in front of the islanders, he is a lackey without any dignity.

People can use whatever they want, and they want to maintain their so-called dignity and face.

Sorry, your dignity is cheap and worthless.

If he is really powerful and has enough power, will the trusted secretary be taken away casually?

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner when beating a dog.

You group of mad dogs from the special high school courses are so unscrupulous that they arrested my secretary Jiang Guochu without any evidence. Have you ever thought about my feelings?

"They said the National Reserve is an agent of the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau, is it true or false?"

His wife Zeng Huan was a little unbelievable. To be fair, she had a good impression of Jiang Guochu.

The latter also respects her wife very much!

Jiang Guochu is helping with many of their family’s affairs.

But why is this so? Jiang Guochu suddenly captured by the people from the Special High School? And he was named a spy.

"I don't know either!"

Yu Wujiang shook his head, he really didn't know this.

He only knew that the number of high school students was arrested very quickly, and he didn't even know him. At the meeting, he suddenly came over to take Jiang Guochu away.

At that time, all the people present looked at them with ridicule and disdain.

The expression seemed to be saying: It seems that you are almost at the end of your position, otherwise why would the Special High School class capture your people without giving face to face?

"The National Reserve has been following you for almost ten years. For such a long time, they said he was a spy, so that's it?"

"How could they be so wronged? Lao Yu, is the news spreading outside unearthed groundless?" Zeng Huan couldn't help but frown and whispered.

"What news?" Yu Wujiang asked, stroking the teacup.

"It's said that the island country's consultant will be ready to replace you, saying that you are a little disobedient, so you will first take your secretary to do the surgery, and then it will be your turn, and finally you!"

Zeng Huan said hesitantly.

"Impossible! Nonsense!"

Yu Wujiang sneered disdainfully, "Do you think you can believe such rumors? Do you think the island country's consultant really wants to change me and still need to come up with so many tricks?"

"Well, this is right!" Zeng Huan was relieved quickly.
To be continued...
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