But no one would have thought that the person who betrayed them was an old lady who was usually kind-hearted and unconcerned!

This agent, who was originally just a peripheral spy of the Japanese spy organization, even had his own separate code name:

"Maned Wolf"!

After the liberation of Manila, the Manila resistance organization once again pursued this spy whose hands were stained with blood.

But they never dreamed that the "Maned Wolf" turned out to be Mrs. Jeanne!

There is only one person who knows this secret:

Shibu Haseguchi, Japan's secret service agency in Manila!

Of course, his Chinese name is Meng Shaoyuan!

The top leader of the Manila secret service at the time had a list of almost all Japanese agents and potential spies.

This naturally includes the "maned wolf"!

Meng Shaoyuan did not want to capture all the Japanese latent spies in one fell swoop, but wanted to squeeze out the last bit of value from them!

The method Meng Shaoyuan used was actually the same as the Japanese to control her family.

What Mrs. Jeanne cares about most is her family.

Everyone has weaknesses.

The Japanese latent spies scattered throughout Manila are all weaknesses that can easily be controlled by others.

Meng Shaoyuan was not clear about these weaknesses.

Therefore, these Japanese latent spies, including Mrs. Jeanne, all became Meng Shaoyuan's pawns.

It became Meng Shaoyuan's spy and tool distributed throughout Manila.

Americans are currently Meng Shaoyuan’s biggest backers.

However, Meng Shaoyuan knew very well that the Americans were his real biggest enemy.

If you still want to contribute to your motherland.

The Japanese are their own enemies, and so are the Americans.

Use your enemies to fight your enemies, why not?

When Meng Shaoyuan judged that Moroso was hiding on Swick Street, he immediately activated the "Maned Wolf":

Madame Jeanne.

Therefore, from the first moment Moroso entered Swick Street and Ilia's house, his every move was under Meng Shaoyuan's control.

Moroso will probably never know this.

All his disguises and all his efforts are so ridiculous.

"What I want to see is loyalty, absolute loyalty." Meng Shaoyuan's tone was cold: "If I find you have the slightest betrayal, you will see your children die in front of you, with your own eyes."

Madame Jeanne shivered.

There is nothing more tragic than seeing a loved one die in front of your eyes.

"It's not just the Ilia family." Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "How many mistresses are kept by the US military on Swick Street? How many are there in each household? How many have always lived there and how many have recently moved in?

, I need to know."

"Yes, sir." Jeanne said cautiously: "Sir, my son is in very poor health. He needs nutrition. I beg you to show mercy."

"Compassion? That's my business." Meng Shaoyuan showed no mercy at all: "You are just atoneing for yourself. A person who has redeemed his sins is not qualified to bargain with me."

…

5am.

Moroso got up.

This time point was also deliberately chosen by him.

The US military patrol returned.

The citizens of Manila also got up one after another.

And Illya is used to getting up at 5:30.

At this time, even if I walk on the streets of Manila, no one will doubt me.

He didn't bring anything with him except his weapons and a little gun.

It's all left to Ilya's family.

He walked out of the small room and took another look here.

Goodbye, Ilya, the children, and the child of mine whom I have never met.

Maybe, there will be a chance to meet again in the future.

Maybe.

He walked to the courtyard gate.

This was something he had chosen long ago.

He opened the door quietly and walked out quietly.

He even didn't forget to close the courtyard door.

As soon as he turned around, he immediately felt the danger.

He quickly took out his pistol.

However, it's still too late.

"Don't move, turn around slowly."

When the voice sounded, Moroso turned around slowly and obediently.

A gun was pointed at him.

Jonathan smiled and said: "Hello, Mr. Moroso. Ah, or, I should call you 'Coconut Tree'!"

In the end, it still failed.

Jonathan said in a victor's tone: "You are an excellent agent, but obviously I am better than you. I know that an agent's hideout has more than just one exit, he must have an escape hatch.

I have carefully observed this place. Only this door in the yard has never been opened. I think this is probably your emergency escape. So, I live here every night. Look, it is right behind me.

.”

Moroso still seemed very calm: "Aren't there any US military patrols?"

"Yes, just last night." Jonathan smiled bitterly: "So, when I sleep here, I always carry an empty bottle with me. When the US military patrol passes by here, I will pretend to be drunk.

person. Have you forgotten that I am a white person?”

At this point, his white man's sense of superiority suddenly rose again.

White people, this is the advantage of white people!

"You hide yourself well." Moroso sighed longly: "Then what are you going to do now?"

"Now?"

Jonathan smiled even more happily.

"boom"!

At this moment, gunfire suddenly rang out.

Moroso fell violently.

Jonathan was startled, but before he could react, a second gunshot rang out.

This time, it was Jonathan who fell to the ground.

Then, he saw two men walk out, take away his pistol, and put a pistol into his hand.

The man opposite also dealt with Moroso in the same way.

Then, the man took his hand and fired a machine gun at Moroso's body.

On the other side, he was doing the same thing.

The moment the bullets from Moroso's pistol poured into his body, Jonathan suddenly understood a lot of things.

Why do clues always appear at the right time when I am confused and in trouble?

Why do you always have "strangers" to guide you?

All of this was arranged secretly by someone.

He is like a puppet, falling step by step according to the trap deployed by the opponent.

The same goes for Moroso.

Someone carefully designed such a trap.
Chapter completed!