Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

If Liu Long hadn't happened to see him today, he might have died before he was even sent to the hospital...

Liu Long said: "I can cure it, we need to find a quiet place as soon as possible."

"Do you really don't need to go to the hospital?"

The others were still a little worried.

"Believe me."

Liu Long didn't say much, but his tone was firm.

Several fellow disciples looked at each other, but they had no other choice.

I followed Liu Long to a secluded teahouse and asked for a room.

Liu Long took out a silver needle and injected it into the young man's chest, sealing several major acupoints to prevent the blood stasis from attacking his heart.

Then use heavy massage to stimulate the acupoints.

"Help him sit up." Liu Long ordered.

Several people quickly helped the brother to sit up, and Liu Long suddenly slapped the patient on the back of his chest with just the right amount of force.

I saw the senior brother spit out a mouthful of dirty blood with a "pu" sound. Everyone present was a martial artist.

They immediately understood that Liu Long was helping their senior brother to open up his blood circulation.

Sure enough, the senior brother lay down again. Although he had not woken up yet, his breathing was even. The bruises on his chest were healed by Liu Long's silver needles, and the color had faded a bit.

It can be said that he was pulled back from the gates of hell.

After doing all this, even Liu Long's forehead was covered with sweat.

Several fellow disciples hurriedly came to Liu Long, with solemn expressions, and respectfully knelt on one knee with a fist clasped: "Thank you, this miracle doctor, for saving my life!"

"You're welcome, we're all Chinese."

Liu Long waved his hand and said lightly, helping several people up.

Liu Long checked his brother's pulse again: "His pulse has recovered, but he's still a little weak. Just follow your martial arts prescriptions for bone-setting treatment. Don't let him practice martial arts for a month."

"May I ask your name, the great doctor? We are disciples of Huo Qingyun from the Baji Sect. I will report this to our master and will definitely come to thank him."

The second senior brother who was talking to Liu Long before asked hurriedly.

"My name is Liu Long, and I'm from the Police Department." Liu Long knew that they were Huo Qingyun's disciples, so he revealed his identity.

"what?"

"You are the traitor who treated the Japanese, Liu Long?..."

A junior fellow student spoke without thinking and couldn't help himself.

The second senior brother next to him glared at him and said, "You don't know how to speak. Speak less!"

The second senior brother was still afraid that Liu Long would be angry, but Liu Long had been too popular in Xinjing recently.

In 1940, the population of Xinjing was no more than .

Liu Long's reputation as a miracle doctor spread during the Chinese New Year, for example, he reattached a beggar's severed finger in front of a Japanese general.

Of course, there are mixed reviews, with some saying that he is a traitor who treats the Japanese.

Several fellow disciples looked at each other, and after knowing Liu Long's identity, they felt a little complicated for a moment.

Instead, I don’t know what to say.

The second senior brother was quite understanding and quickly asked Liu Long to sit down and rest for a while, and personally served tea: "If it weren't for Mr. Liu's help, my senior brother would have died here today. I have no way to repay you for your kindness..."

"Easy to do."

Liu Long asked curiously: "This is your second fellow disciple who was injured, right?

The second brother gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and knocked on the table: "Our master himself is not convinced by these little devils. We heard that there are Japanese fighting here, so we naturally can't let them be so arrogant. It was my junior brother who came yesterday and was beaten. Our eldest brother said that he would come to support the people of Zhongzhou. Who knows..."

Liu Long secretly commented in his heart that all the people in Huo Qingyun's sect were strong and brave men.

"What about your Master Huo?" Liu Long suddenly had an idea.

But he needs to meet Huo Qingyun in advance.

"Our master accompanied the emperor on a visit to Japan as a guard. He heard about this and is on his way back. When he returns, I will tell him about your help."

"Okay, everyone in Xinjing knows that I'm not good at fighting, but I'm pretty good at drinking. If I have the chance, I will definitely drink with Master Huo."

Liu Long smiled and chatted for a few minutes before leaving.

After leaving the teahouse, I saw the fat Japanese translator still holding the tin loudspeaker and shouting at the Zhongzhou No One on Shuntian Street.

There is also Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami holding a samurai sword.

I already have a calculation in my mind.

I was so happy in my heart. Little devil, if you can get one, I will let you be arrogant for two more days...

At noon, Yagyu Tajima was having lunch in an elegant restaurant.

Michiko Yagyu knelt down and waited on the side: "Uncle, you have worked hard these past two days."

Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami shook his head, but there was a hint of smile on his face: "The people who came today are stronger than yesterday, which means I have successfully angered them. This expert hiding in the dark will not be able to hide for a few more days."

"Did you find anything, uncle?"

Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami put down his bowl and chopsticks, stroked his beard and thought, "The young man used Zhongzhou Bajiquan this morning, which is very lethal and heavy, but not yet fully developed. The Zhongzhou master hiding in the dark might be his master Huo Qingyun. I heard that Huo Qingyun recently accompanied the Manchurian emperor on a visit to Japan, and the timing is right. You can investigate Huo Qingyun... If I can fight him, I can confirm whether the master is him."

"Hi! I understand." Michiko Yagyu was very happy that she had some clues so quickly.

Liu Long returned to the police station and went up the stairs.

Li Fangfei had already seen Liu Long park his car through the window.

She quickly fixed her hair in front of a small mirror, twisted her waist and pretended to pass by Liu Long while holding the documents.

"Hehe, Chief Liu is back?"

"Ah... yes, I gave the materials to your uncle this morning and asked him to go to the dealer." Liu Long agreed.

"Chief Liu, you look so handsome in this outfit today."

Li Fangfei seemed to be in a good mood, and she praised with her beautiful eyes.

She walked away wearing high heels, posing seductively and twisting her slender waist.

Liu Long looked at his overcoat, which had not been washed for a month, and his leather shoes, which were a little dirty due to the melting spring snow.

He tapped his cheek suspiciously: "Really?..."

Ignored the confused Li Fangfei.

I had just sat down in the office for a while when the old-fashioned telephone from the Republic of China era started ringing.

"Hi, is this Ryuu-kun Yanagi?" A gentle female voice in Japanese came.

"Hi! Is this Mrs. Yamada?" Liu Long recognized her and smiled, "What can I do for you?"

"Oh, I made some pastries today... Also, I learned the acupuncture points you taught me last time, and I would like you to give me some pointers."

Mrs. Yamada seemed to have just finished bathing.

The skin of her voluptuous body was slightly pink, and she spoke while holding the phone in her two delicate hands.

"Hi!" Liu Longxin said, he just happened to go to Yamada Ayaka to inquire about the information about the laboratory.

This has to go.

"I have finished my work this morning. Wait a moment, I will come and bother you, madam."

"Hey, then I await the arrival of Lord Liu Long."

Mrs. Yamada hung up the phone, and the power of melon rose and fell in three stages. Her pretty face was red, and she seemed a little nervous about Liu Long's arrival...