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The two reached a consensus in this way.

The result was that no one in No. 76 knew that someone had sneaked into their interrogation room at night.

This also saved Sun Lang a lot of trouble.

Sun Lang was surprised that there was no one at No. 76.

Gan Xin is still seriously injured and is not in the hospital or at No. 76. Where could he be taken?

Was he taken to the Mei Agency?

Thinking of this, Sun Lang shook his head again, feeling that it was unlikely.

Fujiwara wouldn't make such a fuss, and there's nothing special about Gan Xin.

Besides, there are not many people like Gan Xin, but there are also not a few. Fujiwara has been assassinated before. People are usually handed over to Unit 76 or the Special High Section for interrogation. There is no need to take them to the Ume Agency.

After thinking for a long time without any clue, Sun Lang went to the hospital again.

If you can't find anyone, ask a doctor.

These doctors should know when the patient is discharged from the hospital.

He put on his white coat, white mask and hat again, and just then a doctor came towards him in the corridor.

He stepped forward, covered his mouth, grabbed the man's neck, and dragged him into the next room.

"Woooo..."

"Be quiet, nothing will happen to you."

"Let me ask you, why aren't the gunshot patients brought by the Japanese today in the hospital? Where did they go?"

"Woooooooo..."

Oh, when Sun Lang heard this voice, he remembered that he was so busy asking that he didn't let go of his hand, and the other party couldn't speak.

Fearing that the other party would mess up, he threatened again:

"Answer me honestly, or I'll break your neck."

Only after seeing the man nod obediently did Sun Lang let go.

"I told you not to kill me. The patient you mentioned who was shot was taken away by the Japanese army not long after the operation."

"As for where it was taken, I have no idea."

The person who was speaking, seeing that Sun Lang didn't say anything, thought that he didn't believe it, and hurriedly assured him:

"I'm telling the truth. I'm definitely not lying to you. Please believe me."

Sun Lang came back to his senses, glanced at the other person, then knocked him out with a knife.

This man's life is in his hands, there is no need to lie to him for the sake of the Japanese.

It must have been Fujiwara's request that those devils took Gan Xin away.

But he didn't understand, where was Fujiwara going to take Gan Xin since he was so badly injured?

"Is he really being taken to the Mei Agency?"

If that were the case, it would be troublesome because he couldn't go to the Mei Agency now.

Fujiwara has already sent him back home and put him in cold storage. Who knows when he will be called back?

Ten minutes later, outside the Mei Bureau, Sun Lang appeared in a corner.

Jinmei Agency is much more dangerous than No. 76.

There were many lights on inside even at night, and many Japanese soldiers patrolling back and forth.

Also, he had been to the Ume Agency three times, but each time he went to Fujiwara's office and had no chance to set foot in other places.

This made things much more difficult for him, and after he got in, he searched around like a headless fly.

After looking from bottom to top, even without a careful search, Sun Lang was sure that the person was not in the Mei Agency.

Sun Lang was really overwhelmed and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Taking someone away from the hospital secretly without letting anyone know is definitely not a good thing.

Unfortunately, even though he was anxious, there were no clues at all and he had no way to find it.

Sun Lang did not give up. He went to several hospitals again, visiting them day and night to ask the doctors in the hospital.

He even went to No. 76 twice.

The further it got, the more he feared that Gan Xin would not be able to hold on for him to rescue him.

He even went to look for the few Japanese soldiers who had taken Gan Xin away that day, but he couldn't find them at all. It seemed that they had disappeared just like Gan Xin.

All those related to Gan Xin disappeared, and the only one who survived was Fujiwara.

"Well, it seems I can only find a chance to ask Fujiwara later."

These days, while looking for Gan Xin, Sun Lang would often go to the dead mailbox to see if the Red Party had any tasks for him.

Today Sun Lang went there again as usual.

He thought it was still empty, but he found something inside.

Seeing what the Red Party said, Sun Lang frowned.

At the same time, my mind recalled the historical records I saw in my previous life.

He remembered that the Japanese army did use poison gas bombs on the battlefield during the war.

He forgot the exact time, and the information provided by the Red Party also said that the Japanese army used it once in recent years.

Now the Japanese army also wants to use the same method to use poison gas bombs on the battlefield.

The Red Party knew the Japanese army's plan, but they didn't know when the Japanese army would transport the poison gas bombs.

I just wanted Sun Lang to help me find out the transportation route and time.

The Red Party will do its utmost to stop the Japanese army's plan and will resolutely prevent poison gas bombs from being used on the battlefield.

Sun Lang could see the Red Party's determination from the lines.

Sun Lang knew the importance of this matter, so he directly replied to the message and told them to wait for his news.

Regarding the transportation of poisonous shells to the battlefield, the Mei Agency must have the relevant documents.

The Mei Agency is the main organization responsible for these matters. Basically, all matters, big or small, will be decided by the Mei Agency.

"It seems that I have to go to the Ume Agency again tonight and break into Fujiwara's office."

"Before going, you need to prepare something."

He remembered that there was a large safe in Fujiwara's office.

The important documents must be placed inside, so he needs to prepare some unpacking tools.

The first one is the stethoscope used by doctors, as well as some wire blades and other miscellaneous things. Bring everything that may be used.

Anyway, there is space, and no matter how many things there are, they can be put in.

Finally, a box of lock picking tools was stuffed into the space.

Everything was ready, and Sun Lang sat at home waiting for the night to come.

Lying on the rocking chair in the yard, ready to have a good rest and recharge my energy.

“Bang, bang, bang…bang, bang…”

I had just laid down and the stool was not even warm when there was a knock on the yard door.

Sun Lang frowned in displeasure at being disturbed, and the person who knocked on the door was too rude.

Can't you knock on the door? Why do you have to knock hard? And you knock so loudly and urgently, as if you are in a hurry to be reincarnated.

"Who is it? What are you tapping for? Do you have manners? Can't you knock on the door properly?"

He yelled angrily, stood up and walked slowly towards the gate, feeling confused.

He doesn't know anyone here, who would come to see him?

When he opened the door, Sun Lang raised his eyebrows.

He should have known who it was earlier, but he had been looking for Gan Xin all this time and almost forgot his current identity as a traitor.

The person knocking on the door was a Japanese soldier, and I knew what he was here for without having to tell him.

No wonder he had no manners at all. Sun Lang didn’t think there was anything wrong with the roar just now.

If he had known that the other party was a Japanese devil, he should have cursed him more.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Sun Lang said:

"Wait, I'll clean it up."

Then he turned back to the yard, put away the clothes in the yard, moved the rocking chair in, then locked the gate and left with the Japanese.