Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

Not long after, Ma Liang successfully reached the downstairs of Takahashi Shiro's house.

It was already half past ten in the evening. Almost all the rooms nearby were dark. Only a tungsten filament street lamp far away was emitting a faint yellow light.

Nowadays, it is not the modern era with a rich nightlife, and most people go to bed at around eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

This is the case for people in the city who sleep so late. In the countryside, people usually finish dinner early before dark and go to bed as soon as it gets dark.

After a brief observation of the two-story building, Ma Liang jumped lightly and reached the window sill on the second floor with his tactical-gloved hands. With a little effort, he climbed onto the windowsill.

Looking through the infrared night vision goggles, I saw two people lying on a large bed on the second floor. They had both fallen asleep and were snoring at a steady rhythm.

Ma Liang gently opened the window a tiny gap, lit up a small black ball in his hand, and gently dropped it on the thick carpet.

Made of lightweight elastic material, it fell silently on the carpet. Soon, the internal circuit began to heat the hypnotic agent inside, and wisps of colorless and odorless gas that were invisible to the naked eye began to spread in the room.

Ma Liang also closed the window and waited by the window for five minutes. When the snoring inside disappeared,

He took out his gas mask, opened the window, held his gun, and jumped gently into the room.

He immediately turned on the tactical light and confirmed that the man lying on the bed was Takahashi Shiro, who said in the newspaper, "For every death of a Japanese soldier, ten Chinese are buried with him," and then turned off the electronic hypnotic.

After confirming the target, Ma Liang took out a needle and injected it directly into Takahashi Shiro's neck as if he was giving an injection to a pig.

Then he picked up the Glock 45 with a silencer, fired decisively, turned around and began to clean other rooms with an expressionless face.

Less than a minute later, a barely audible muffled gunshot was heard.

Half an hour later, Shiro Takahashi felt an abnormal pain in his abdomen, which reminded him of the feeling of having acute appendicitis in high school.

"Really. Needle..."

Shiro Takahashi imagined his wife calling for help, but suddenly found himself unable to speak. In fear, he tried to get up, but found that his hands and feet were out of control.

A strange male voice came faintly from not far away.

"you're awake?"

Before Takahashi Shiro could figure out where another man came from in his house, after Ma Liang removed the hypnotic e-cigarette with a certain anesthetic effect for Takahashi Shiro, severe pain began to sweep through his body.

After being brainwashed by the Bushido spirit for a long time, Takahashi Shiro used all his strength to turn his head.

I saw a stranger wearing a black mask sitting next to the desk lamp, looking through the interrogation record of Li Zhengming that he had brought home.

Ma Liang looked at Takahashi Shiro, whose muscles were trembling violently physiologically, but he could not cry out in pain because he had been injected with a large amount of muscle relaxant that was used to prevent the prisoner from fighting back during torture.

He walked gently to Takahashi Shiro's side and whispered in Takahashi Shiro's ear like a devil:

"I know that you who believe in Bushido must commit seppuku to apologize for your wrongdoings. Since you didn't do it yourself, I had to help you."

"Don't worry, for the sake of your samurai dignity, I specially cut a beautiful cross for you, without hurting your intestines at all. This is the ultimate pursuit of a samurai."

"But I will be busy tonight and won't have time to find you a kaishakunin you like, so tonight will be a long night for you, and you will have enough time to slowly repent for your mistakes."

After saying that, Ma Liang raised his mobile phone and took a photo of Takahashi Shiro.

In the photo, Takahashi is covered in sweat, and his face is filled with extreme fear as if he had seen a demon.

With only a loincloth left on his belly, there was a very beautiful cross cut, the highest pursuit of a professional samurai. The dirty blood that slowly seeped out wet half of the bed sheet.

After doing all this, Ma Liang thoughtfully set booby traps on the doors and windows and around Takahashi Shiro to prevent anyone from disturbing Takahashi Shiro's confession.

After watching Ma Liang jump out of the window, Takahashi Shiro then remembered his wife and son.

After he struggled to turn his head to the other side, he found in despair that his wife and son were quietly "sleeping" beside him.

The family of three all lay on one bed.

For a moment, the severe physical pain and the endless mental torture easily drowned the future flower of the gendarmerie headquarters - Shiro Takahashi, like a huge wave.

After dealing with Takahashi Shiro, Ma Liang changed into a kimono again and drove to a large arsenal in Shanghai where he lived.

With the help of infrared night vision goggles and bionic bird drones, Ma Liang successfully sneaked into the Japanese arsenal.

After moving several large barrels of gasoline into the space, Ma Liang picked out some weapons that could be used, such as explosives, electronic detonators, grenades and other things.

As for other weapons, Ma Liang didn't like them much. In addition, space was limited and the high-tech weapons ordered by other countries would soon arrive, so he didn't take more.

After completing it, Ma Liang placed several time bombs that had been modified using mechanical clocks in the oil depot and the explosives warehouse.

Finally, they quietly evacuated the armory and returned to the car.

According to the plan, Ma Liang would take advantage of the chaos after the explosion of the arsenal to deal with the Japanese army. However, when he was habitually collecting useful intelligence at Takahashi Shiro's house, he found the interrogation record of Li Zhengming, whom Takahashi Shiro had met once, which he had brought home for study.

Ma Liang discovered that the Japanese army had not given up on hunting down the Tian Changjie assassin who had brought shame to them internationally. When they executed 20 innocent people in the building, they left behind Li Zhengming, who had met Ma Liang once.

I hope that at the critical moment I can identify the tall killer pretending to be a Japanese soldier.

With the intention of killing Xiao Zi anyway, Ma Liang headed directly to a secret prison used by the Military Police Headquarters to detain high-ranking criminals according to the address on the interrogation record.

In the secret prison, Li Zhengming, who was sleeping, shouted again:

"I am not a traitor, I am not a traitor!"

His wife, who was by his side, hugged him skillfully and comforted him softly:

"You're not, you're not, you're doing this for me and the child!"

After waking up, Li Zhengming stared blankly at the iron door of the cell. The couple remained in silence.

Suddenly, a strange Japanese officer in Japanese military uniform appeared at the door of the cell and shouted in unskilled Chinese:

"You guys, come out and work!"

Li Zhengming did not think there was anything wrong with it. Li Zhengming's wife supported Li Zhengming, who had been severely tortured and could not walk on his own for a while, and followed the officer.

During this period, no matter what time it was, someone would be brought in for him to identify whether he was the tall Japanese officer from that day. Even the prisoners in the nearby cells were used to it.

But as he walked, Li Zhengming felt something was wrong. Why didn't he see any Japanese military police on duty along the way?