Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Lu Yang followed him for three days wearing makeup.

Sure enough, in the evening of the third day, Ma Biao sneaked out of the Military Control Station and went straight to a Japanese restaurant.

Lu Yang followed from a distance. The name of this restaurant was "Chrysanthemum and Sword". The owner was an old man named Inukai. It was said that he used to be a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society, but later he retired and opened this restaurant in Xiangcheng.

The restaurant is not big, but very elegant, with Japanese style everywhere.

Ma Biao entered a private room, and Lu Yang slipped in and hid in the dark.

In the box, there sat a middle-aged man in kimono, who was the left-hand corner of the chief of the "Mei Agency".

"Ma Sang, long time no see, how have you been lately?" The left corner said with a forced smile, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Thanks to you, thanks to you." Ma Biao nodded and bowed like a pug.

"Ma Sang, I heard that Lu Yang came to see you?" Zuo Zuojiao picked up a glass of sake and took a sip.

"Yes, yes. He came here the day before yesterday afternoon and asked me if there were any suspicious people appearing in Xiangcheng recently." Beads of sweat oozed from Ma Biao's forehead.

"Oh? What did you say?" Zuo Beijiao put down his wine glass and shot a knife-like gaze at Ma Biao.

"I, I said, Xiangcheng has been very peaceful recently, and there are no suspicious people." Ma Biao said tremblingly.

"Very good, Ma Sang, you did a great job." The left corner nodded with satisfaction. "Lu Yang is very dangerous. You should avoid contact with him in the future."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Ma Biao agreed quickly.

"Ma Sang, don't worry. As long as you work hard for me, I won't treat you unfairly." Zuo Zuojiao pulled out a check from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is a small gift. Please accept it."

Ma Biao took a look at the check and his eyes suddenly lit up. It clearly showed fifty thousand oceans.

"This, this is so embarrassing." Ma Biao said he was embarrassed, but his hand had already reached out for the check.

"Ma Sang, why should we be so polite between you and me? Take it. It's from the U.S. Flower Star Bank." Zuo Beijiao said with a smile.

Ma Biao was no longer polite and grabbed the check and put it in his arms.

"Ma Sang, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Take your time eating." The left corner stood up and prepared to leave.

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there." Ma Biao nodded and followed behind the left corner.

Lu Yang saw all of this in the dark. He didn't expect that Ma Biao was so greedy for money that he would sell himself out for 50,000 oceans.

Lu Yang decided not to act rashly. He wanted to follow the left scrap to see what other conspiracies he had.

After the left-hand scrap left the restaurant, he got into a black car and drove away.

Lu Yang also waved to call a rickshaw and followed from a distance.

The black car turned several times and finally stopped in front of a Japanese-style villa.

Lu Yang paid the fare, got out of the car and observed the surrounding environment. He found that the villa was heavily guarded. Two Japanese soldiers with live ammunition were standing at the door, and patrols passed by the yard from time to time.

Lu Yang knew that the scraps on the left must be hidden in this villa.

He decided to visit the villa at night to find out what was going on.

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It's late at night and everything is silent.

Lu Yang sneaked into the villa silently like a civet cat.

He avoided the patrol, sneaked into the main building of the villa, and came to the study on the second floor.

The door of the study was ajar. Lu Yang gently pushed it open and slipped in.

In the study, Jiaoliao on the left was sitting at the desk, looking at a document.

Lu Yang did not rush to act. He hid in the dark and carefully observed the scrap on the left.

After reading the document, the left scraper took out a photo from the drawer and looked at it carefully.

The photo shows the portrait of a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looks very heroic. It is Lu Yang.

"Lu Yang, you're such a tough opponent." The left-hand corner looked at the photo and said to himself, "However, no matter how powerful you are, you can't escape from my grasp."

As the left scrap said this, he picked up a lighter and set the photo on fire.

The photo started burning, and Lu Yang's portrait also became distorted, and finally turned into ashes.

The scrap on the left looked at the photo and turned into ashes, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lu Yang, just wait and accept my revenge." The left scrap said gritting his teeth.

Lu Yang saw all of this in the dark.

Since you hate me so much, I can't keep you here!

Lu Yang decided not to wait any longer. He wanted to take action immediately and remove the scraps on the left to prevent future troubles.

Lu Yang's figure flashed and he came behind Zuo Biao Liao. He grabbed Zuo Biao Liao's neck and said coldly: "Zuo Biao Liao, your death has come!"

Before the left corner could react, Lu Yang grabbed his neck. He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"You, who are you?" The left scrap said with difficulty.

"You don't deserve to know who I am," Lu Yang said coldly. "All you need to know is that I'm here to take your life."

"You, you, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you, you won't survive." The scrap on the left said intermittently.

"Really?" Lu Yang snorted disdainfully and said, "I want to see why I can't survive."

As Lu Yang spoke, he increased the strength in his hands.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the neck of the left scrap was twisted off by Lu Yang.

The left-hand corner had his eyes wide open, and died with his eyes open.

Lu Yang loosened his hand, and the body of the left scrap fell limply to the ground.

Lu Yang found a document from the left corner. He opened the document and looked at it carefully. The document recorded some secret plans of the Japanese in Xiangcheng, including the plan to develop biological weapons.

After reading the document, Lu Yang's face became extremely solemn. He knew that the Japanese developed biological weapons in order to launch biological warfare. If the Japanese succeeded in developing them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lu Yang put the document in his arms, then turned and left the study.

After leaving the villa, Lu Yang immediately rushed to the Military Control Commission's Xiangcheng Station.

Lu Yang, let Ma Biao and the Japanese go to accompany them.

…………

It was already late at night and Ma Biao was at his home.

His home and office are across the street.

For the convenience of commuting.

Lu Yang sneaked into his home, trying not to act like himself.

Lu Yang specially got an axe and boning knife used by the gang.

There is only one good thing about Ma Biao: he is not lustful, he just likes money.

So I slept alone in the house.

Lu Yang opened the window and slipped into the house.

With his face covered, he picked up the sleeping Ma Biao.

"Who?"

Lu Yang lowered his voice and said, "Bridges are bridges, roads are roads. I'm going to your house today to borrow a passage! Please give me some convenience."

Ma Biao was also a man of the world, and he understood the meaning as soon as he heard the line.

"Wait a minute, brother. Everyone has difficulties. Take whatever you like in this room."

"Do you think I'm a beggar? I want your bank draft of fifty thousand from the Japanese."

Ma Biao immediately understood that the Japanese must be robbing him, and he had to take back the 50,000 yuan tonight.

"Okay, here you go, man, let me go and I'll open the safe!"

Lu Yang used a sharp knife to force him to open the safe and take out all the gold, silver and jewelry inside.

"Brother, please leave me a few at least. I need to make a living too!"

"You won't be able to use your hard goods when you go to the King of Hell!"

"Ah? You're robbing your fellow thieves?"

"Puff!" The boning knife pierced through the back of his neck, and the tip of the knife came out from his chin.

Lu Yang pulled down his mask.

"The fate of a traitor is three cuts and six holes, not too many!"

"Ah..." Ma Biao understood in his heart, but he could not utter a word even though he kept gnashing his teeth.

Lu Yang threw him to the ground and waited for his blood to drain.

We started checking the secret letter in his safe.

What a coincidence, I actually found a list of names.