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

The spring sun shines through the small windows of the Security Bureau.

Michiko Yagyu, who has the figure of the King of Melon Power, is wearing a uniform and has plump and sexy legs. She is kneeling in front of the body of Yagyu Tajima no Mamoru.

She frowned and bowed solemnly to Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

She was not too sad about the death of her uncle, Yagyu Tajima no Mori.

On pretty face.

Just solemnity and respect.

Under the Japanese militarist education, this so-called "fearless" spirit of sacrifice is something that every person in the Empire of Japan should possess.

If there are no men to fight in the empire, women are needed to fight on the battlefield.

Women like Michiko Yagyu and Rin Kubo would also fight on the front lines without hesitation...

(By 1943, Japan was already struggling to advance its invasion of China. On the three islands of Japan, where bullet resources were scarce, every household sold everything they had—literally selling everything they had—to cast bullets, guns, and ammunition for the invasion.)

Michiko Yagyu looked at the blank paper in front of her and asked the security guard who had accompanied her to the Manchukuo Imperial Palace and was now kneeling on the ground and dared not look up: "Uncle, before he died, he only wrote this word on your palm?"

"Hey! At that time, your Excellency was dying. In the last moment of his life, he used up all his strength to write this word!"

The security guard quickly raised his right hand so that Michiko Yagyu could check it.

For such a long time, he didn't dare to wipe off the blood words on it.

Michiko Yagyu looked at the palm of his hand, then looked at the word "木" copied on the paper.

With Michiko Yagyu's intelligence, it is not difficult to guess.

This was the great discovery that Yagyu Tajima no Kami paid for with his life.

But unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to finish writing this person's name...

"Was it Huo Qingyun who did it? Tell me the whole process." Michiko Yagyu asked with a frown.

"Hey! I, the accompanying translator, and two other colleagues from the Security Bureau all witnessed it!"

The matter was of great importance, so the security guard knelt upright and did not dare to hide anything.

This word, uncle must be using his life to remind her something...

Michiko Yagyu paced and thought.

"So Huo Qingyun was injured? Who was there at the time?"

"Hey! Huo Qingyun held Mr. Liu Sheng's knife with his left hand, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

The security guard thought for a moment and said, "Apart from Huo Qingyun and his disciples, on the city wall, it seemed that the Manchurian Queen Wanting was curiously watching the battle and didn't say anything."

The security guard suddenly remembered something and quickly reported in Japanese: "Oh, by the way, Chief Liu Long from the Central Police Agency also showed up! But he disappeared afterwards..."

"Liu Sang? What is he doing in the palace?..."

Michiko Yagyu looked at the word "木" in front of her and folded it.

She glanced at the legendary samurai sword named "Onimaru" of Yagyu Tajima-no-Mori, which was placed on the sword rack next to the corpse.

This famous sword that accompanied Yagyu Tajima-no-kami for half his life no longer has an owner.

Michiko ordered the security guard: "You can leave now. Arrange my uncle's body and don't cremate it for the time being. Send someone else to check if Huo Qingyun is really injured now."

"Hi!"

Michiko Yagyu asked someone to investigate Huo Qingyun's injuries.

Before my uncle died, he must have discovered something during his fight with Huo Qingyun...

Michiko Yagyu personally sent a telegram to explain the situation to the Yagyu family in Japan.

The old, white-haired head of the Yagyu family wears reading glasses.

Finish reading the telegram under the wind chimes in the Japanese corridor.

He took off his reading glasses, squinted his eyes and said in Japanese, a little lonely, "Go tell Yagyu Jubei that his father died in Xinjing, and Onimaru Blade is still there, he can go and get the sword back... Help me up."

The head of the Yagyu family ordered someone to help him stand up.

He walked to the wooden entrance with his back hunched, held onto the pillar and muttered to himself in Japanese: "Yagyu Tajima-no-kami is dead, Michiko must have encountered something extremely difficult in the new capital... Before Yagyu Jubei leaves, ask him to come to my place."

"Hi!"

Here, Liu Long took some things from home and went to the Qi family's house.

Junichi Watanabe and his friends were bored and wanted to go to the Fengqing Street.

But this time Kurokawa Terajima learned his lesson and guarded outside the house, staying far away.

After all, we can't let him pay for meals all the time...

His wallet can't bear it either...

"Liu Sang, you're finally here! We're so bored here!"

Jun'ichi Watanabe shook the dice cup. Gambling is good, but with so many people, gambling every day is no longer fun.

"Liu-san! What did you do this morning? What's going on with Major General Yamada? When will we be assigned to the laboratory?"

After four days of waiting, Jun'ichi Watanabe's patience gradually wore out.

"Oh, I went to see the Manchu Queen!"

Liu Long quickly said seriously: "I will call and ask for instructions now, please wait for a moment, officers."

Liu Long put on a smile and carried the bag: "I also brought you gifts, which can help you kill time."

"What gift?" Several major generals including Watanabe and Satoda, who was in charge of the reception, all gathered around curiously.

Liu Long took it out mysteriously.

There were several magazines with beautiful blondes posing in coquettish styles. This kind of thing was a rare commodity in that place.

Even if you have money you may not be able to get it.

Liu Long secretly kept it when Cai Dawei confiscated the house.

"吆西!"

"Liu Sang, you have a good conscience!"

"Wadashiwa! I like tall and strong women like this the most!"

A few Japanese soldiers gave a thumbs-up with lustful eyes.

"Hi! Sirs, please enjoy it. I'm going to call Major General Yamada's home right now."

Liu Long came out and used Qi's family's phone to call Yamada Ryosuke's home.

The former medical laboratory was blown up.

Ryosuke Yamada is definitely not at home now. He is probably working overtime in another hidden laboratory.

"Hi! Hello?" It was Yamada Ryosuke's wife, Mrs. Ayaka, who answered the phone.

"Hi! Hello, ma'am. I'm Liu Long from the Police Department." Liu Long pretended to be nervous and explained his purpose.

"Were those major generals urging us?" Mrs. Ayaka knew that this matter involved Yamada Ryosuke's work, but she had other ideas in her heart.

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Caihua couldn't help but think of that night...

With a blushing face, she spoke shyly to the microphone, "Liu Sang, can you come to my house? We'll think of a way to deal with it. It would be best if you could talk to my husband in person and explain the matter... I'm afraid that as a woman, I can't convey important work matters well."

Mrs. Caihua paused, feeling her pretty face getting hot, and covered her cheek with her jade hands: "By the way, the light bulb at home is broken again, I have to trouble Mr. Liu to fix it..."

"Ah...broken again?"

Liu Long had no choice but to say, "Hi! Madam, I'll go check it out for you."