My years of espionage

Chapter 2001 Comparison of the Film
Mori Jūichirō glanced at Koizumi Shinzō.

Then, he squinted and said casually, "Adapt to the situation."

Koizumi Shinzo's body stiffened, and then he nodded.

……

"I found it." Honda Junto hurried to find Nagashima Masato, his face beaming with excitement.

“I took Zhang Lei’s photo to that dog meat restaurant in Peixian and asked around. One of the staff recognized Zhang Lei,” Honda Junjin said. “This Zhang Lei really likes to eat dog meat and seems to know a lot about how to cook it. He even discussed it with the staff at the restaurant.”

Nagashima Masato didn't say anything, just looked at Honda Junto. He knew that Honda Junto must have discovered some valuable clue, otherwise he wouldn't be so excited.

“According to our investigation, there was another man who went to the dog meat restaurant with Zhang Lei,” Honda Junto said.

"But is it Zhou Changliu?" Long Island Master immediately asked.

“No.” Honda Junto shook his head. “I questioned Zhou Changliu with his photo and can confirm that it is not Zhou Changliu.”

"Speak quickly," Nagashima Masato urged.

……

"Major, please take a look." Honda Junto took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to Nagashima Masato with both hands.

"A comparison film?" Nagashima Masato held the comparison film in his hand, his eyes lighting up as he looked at it.

This is a reference slip for repairing clothes. Clothing shops only recognize the reference slip, not the person. Anyone can take this reference slip to the clothing shop to pick up clothes.

“Yes,” Honda Junjin said. “I’ve already checked, and this Fengda Garment Shop is on Minquan Road.”

“This was found at the dog meat shop owner’s place. It fell from the man who went to the dog meat shop with Zhang Lei,” he told Nagashima Masato. “The owner picked it up, but when he was about to return it to the man, the man had already left in a hurry, so he kept it for the time being.”

……

"Investigate." Nagashima Masato ordered immediately with a serious expression, "Go to Fengda Clothing Shop yourself and investigate this person."

"What does the Major think this person's identity is?" Honda Junto asked.

"Who paid for their meal?" Nagashima Masato asked after thinking for a moment.

“Zhang Lei paid the money,” Honda Junto said. He had already questioned and recorded all the details.

“That person is very likely Zhang Lei’s superior or his contact,” Nagashima Masato said excitedly. “Go and investigate quickly.”

This unexpectedly obtained comparison film gave him hope.

"Hai."

……

Fengda Garment Shop.

Luo Laosan is a master craftsman who came to Nanjing from Zhenjiang two years ago to make a living. He settled down in Fengda Garment Shop with his superb skills.

He pushed up his thick glasses and glanced at the man who had been looking around since he entered.

"Sir, do you want to have clothes made?" Luo Laosan asked.

Honda Junto took out the comparison film from his person and handed it over.

“This is indeed a copy from our shop,” Luo Laosan said after examining it carefully. “However, the garment is not yet mended.”

“Sir, please take a look.” He pointed to the words on the copy of the document and said, “The agreement is for five days later, that is, the day after tomorrow, to pick it up.”

"What does the person who delivered the clothes look like?" Honda Junto asked.

"Sir, you're not here to pick up your clothes?" Luo Laosan was taken aback and looked at the man with a suspicious expression.

……

“Please answer my question,” said Junto Honda.

"This..." Luo Laosan hesitated. He didn't want to say it, but he seemed to have thought of something and felt afraid.

Honda Junto lifted the corner of his shirt, revealing a short gun at his waist. "Interrogation at No. 21 Yihe Road."

Upon hearing that the other party was from No. 21 Yihe Road, Luo Laosan's expression changed drastically. His eyes were filled with fear, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Boss."

"Luo Laosan?" Honda Junto asked.

"Yes."

"Luo Laosan, answer my question from earlier," Honda Junto said.

“He is five feet two inches tall and has a waist of two feet six inches,” Luo Laosan quickly said. “He has short hair and is wearing a traditional Chinese jacket.”

Honda Junjin compared what Luo Laosan had said with what the dog meat shop owner and his staff had said, and then asked about some details.

He was overjoyed. The man Luo Laosan mentioned was the same man who appeared with Zhang Lei, as mentioned at the dog meat shop.

In other words, this person personally brought clothes to the tailor shop for repair.

……

"Where is this person's accent from?" Honda Junto asked.

“Accent… I didn’t notice that,” Luo Laosan said.

Honda Junto noticed the hesitation and evasiveness in Luo Laosan's eyes as he spoke. He drew his pistol from his waist and pressed the dark muzzle against Luo Laosan's forehead. "Answer honestly. If you tell me even half a lie, I'll shoot you and arrest your whole family and send them to No. 21 Yihe Road."

"I'll talk, I'll talk, boss, spare me, I'll talk, I'll talk!" Luo Laosan was terrified and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Say!"

"That person's accent... it sounds a bit like someone from Suzhou or Shanghai," Luo Laosan said.

“I didn’t lie.” Honda Junto coldly sized up Luo Laosan.

"No, no," Luo Laosan quickly replied.

"Why is this person comparing the film to the original?" Honda Junto asked again. "Is he telling you that someone else will be coming to pick up the clothes?"

"No, not at all," Luo Laosan said, shaking his head. "It's just that I got used to it after using the comparison film once..."

As he spoke, Luo Laosan revealed a look of horror.

……

"You old bastard, still not behaving yourself!" Honda Junto slapped Luo Laosan across the face, then forcefully pressed Luo Laosan's hand onto the counter, pretending to smash it with the butt of his gun.

"Boss, spare me! Boss, spare me! I'll tell you everything!" Luo Laosan was terrified. His hands were his livelihood; if they were crippled, his whole family would starve to death.

"Speak!" Honda Junto's face was grim. "If you tell even half a lie, you'd better think twice."

“That gentleman is a regular customer of our shop; he’s been here three or four times,” Luo Laosan said.

"Continue." Honda Junto's gun barrel dangled over Luo Laosan's body, his eyes filled with malice. "I need to find this person. I hope you can help me, otherwise, you have no reason to live."

"That, that gentleman, he..."

"What about him? Tell me!"

“He should live near Luobogou,” Luo Laosan said.

"Hmm? You know him?" Honda Junto scrutinized Luo Laosan with a critical gaze.

……

"No, no, no, I don't know him." Luo Laosan shook his head. "It's just that once, that gentleman came to pick up his clothes early in the morning. He ate fried buns for breakfast. When I talked to him, he said that Liu Lao Er's fried buns were better than others."

Faced with the piercing gaze of the spy from No. 21 Yihe Road, Luo Laosan dared not hide anything any longer and said, "That Liu Lao Er has difficulty walking, so he only sells pan-fried buns near Luobogou."

"I didn't realize you had such good reasoning skills?" Honda Junto looked at Luo Laosan in surprise.

Although Luo Laosan didn't quite understand what "thinking" meant, he could tell that the person was praising him. He forced a flattering smile, but inside he was extremely upset. He didn't care for this kind of praise.

"What else?" Honda Junto pointed the muzzle of his gun at Luo Laosan's forehead. "Think again. Help me find this person, and you live. If you can't find him, your whole family dies."

"Let me think, let me think." Luo Laosan was terrified. He had seen all sorts of people, and he could feel the murderous intent in this man's eyes. This was a man who killed without hesitation. He felt that killing him would mean killing others without any psychological burden.

……

“He, he must have a habit of reading newspapers.” Luo Laosan thought carefully and said, “Once, when he left the shop, he called out to the newsboy at the door and bought a copy of the China Times.”

Honda Junto secretly memorized these thoughts. "Anything else?"

"That's all, I can't think of anything else." Luo Laosan pleaded repeatedly, "Boss, I've told you everything I know."

"If even a whisper of this gets out..." Honda Junto said threateningly, his eyes filled with ill intent as he looked at Luo Laosan.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare." Old Luo waved his hands repeatedly. "Boss, you weren't here today, you weren't here."

“Smart people, smart people live long.” Honda Junto tapped Luo Laosan’s forehead with the barrel of his short gun. “I will send people to keep an eye on this place. If there is anything unusual, your whole family can go back to your hometown in Zhenjiang.”

"No, no," Luo Laosan hurriedly replied.

“I hope so,” Honda Junto said coldly.

With that, he put away the comparison film, turned around, and left.

……

Luo Laosan saw several men who had been loitering near the entrance and immediately followed them away. When he arrived at the entrance, he peeked outside and saw that they all looked like people from No. 21 Yihe Road, which made him even more frightened. He then closed the door.

Then, remembering the man's warning, he quickly opened the door again.

Sitting back behind the counter, Luo Laosan slumped his head, his eyes vacant, and muttered, "Hero, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

……

"Station Chief, Ada might really be in trouble." Ma Benze reported to Qiao Chuntao with a serious expression, "I've secretly checked all the places he could have gone, but I haven't found any trace of him."

"Who told you to go?" Qiao Chuntao roared in anger. "Ada has been arrested and may have already betrayed us. How dare you go to see him?"

"Station chief, I'm not stupid. I was secretly observing from nearby, but I didn't dare to get close," Ma Benzai quickly explained.

"Still dare to argue?" Qiao Chuntao was furious.

"Station Master, it was my fault, please punish me!" Ma Benze quickly admitted his mistake when he saw Qiao Chuntao's anger.

"I don't want this to happen again." Qiao Chuntao glared at Ma Benzhe. "If you dare to make this mistake again, I'll kill you myself, without the enemy even needing to catch you."

"I wouldn't dare," Ma Benzai said. "I know the station chief is doing this for my own good. I want to kill more Japanese and live a good life."

“Give me a reason.” Qiao Chuntao glanced at Ma Benzhe. “You are a cautious person, you should know the danger of doing this, so logically you shouldn’t have done it.”

“Ada’s second uncle died in Guilin two months ago, his cousin died in the Battle of Nanjing, and his brother died in Wuhan.” Ma Benzai said in a low voice, “He lost his father at a young age and was raised by his uncle. All the men in his family died.”

Qiao Chuntao opened her mouth, and he swallowed hard. "This is the last time."

"clear."

……

Just then, Xia Xiaoying came in and handed a pair of sewn cloth shoes to Ma Benzai, saying, "Here, wear these alternately."

"Oh, thank you, sister-in-law." Ma Benze happily accepted it.

At this moment, Xia Xiaoying suddenly felt nauseous.

"Sister-in-law, there's a hawthorn cake shop near where I live. I'll get you some," Ma Benze said.

"You're not allowed to go." Qiao Chuntao's face darkened. "Does Ada know where you live?"

“He doesn’t know,” Ma Benzai quickly said. “I’m connected to the station chief and the secrets of the Nanjing station, so I’ve always been very careful. Even with Ada, I’ve always been the one to go out and meet him, and I’ve never let him know where I live.”

"In short, Ada knows you well. You must be careful when you go out to investigate," Qiao Chuntao advised.

"Don't worry, stationmaster, I'll be careful," Ma Benzhe nodded and said.

……

After Ma Benzai left.

“Xiao Ma admires you very much,” Xia Xiaoying said to her husband. “He now takes you as his role model in everything he does.”

"Is that so?" Qiao Chuntao smiled. He thought of himself. Although he seemed cold to outsiders most of the time, he knew his own situation. He subconsciously learned from the Director and took the Director as his role model.

"If Ada really betrays us, won't Xiao Ma be in great danger?" Xia Xiaoying asked.

“Xiao Ma is very cautious. If, as he said, Ada doesn’t know where he lives, that’s much better,” Qiao Chuntao said. “Of course, we still need to be careful no matter what.”

He told his wife, “In fact, the enemy has no information about the brothers’ good citizen certificates. They are not in the enemy’s sights. Relatively speaking, they are safer than us.”

……

Radish Ditch.

"You beast! You beast!" Liu Lao Er roared. "Put the child down!"

“Shout any louder,” Honda Junto said coldly. “If anyone outside hears this and it leaks out, I’ll wring this brat’s head off right now.”

"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Lao Er cried out in anguish.

"Tell me, who is that person?" Honda Junto asked.

Liu Lao Er fell silent.

An agent from the Special Higher Police immediately stomped hard on Liu Lao Er's broken leg. Liu Lao Er let out a painful scream, and then saw the other party holding a dagger to his grandson's neck. He could only grit his teeth, shut up, and endure the pain.

“My patience is limited,” Honda Junto said. “I’ll count to ten, and if you don’t tell me by then, I’ll kill your grandson.”

He looked at Liu Lao Er and said in a sinister tone, "I've heard that your Liu family has only one son in three generations."

"ten!"

"Nine!"

……

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

Honda Junto suddenly spoke faster, and he sneered, "It seems that even a grandson's life is not as valuable as that of an outsider."

"You little brat, blame your grandpa for not loving you enough." With that, he raised his dagger, as if to stab the little boy in the neck.

“I, I’ll talk.” Liu Lao Er’s voice trembled. “According to what you said, he has a Shanghai accent, likes to read newspapers, and I guess, I guess he should be Mr. Hu, who lives in the fifth house on the south side.”

After saying that, Liu Lao Er seemed to collapse, his face ashen, staring blankly at his grandson whose neck was being held to his throat by the other party's dagger.

At this moment, the little child was already stunned with fear, not making a sound or moving, his eyes were like those of a dead fish, and he seemed completely dumbfounded.

Upon hearing this, Honda Junto looked at Liu Lao Er with a smug smile on his face.

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