Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

"Wait! I have something for you."

The old man knew in one round that he was no match for Lu Yang.

Called a timeout immediately.

Lu Yang was not afraid at all that he would play tricks or try to delay the battle.

I came here to ask for something.

So Lu Yang did not continue the attack.

Genda Musashi squatted there and took a few breaths, hanging his arm with his hands in pain.

"Come with me, I'll get it for you."

"Don't play tricks, old man."

"Hehe." Xuantian Musashi walked in front, shaking his head as he walked, while enduring the pain and forcing a smile.

"I'm old now. Back then, I was also a swordsmanship instructor for the Black Dragon Society."

"My son Yingnan, who was only 8 years old at the time, practiced sword fighting with me every day."

"Hurry up, what do you want to get? Hurry up. I have something to go."

"It's a pity that my Yingnan was too talented, so those bastards in the military sent him to the Kwantung Army to serve with that old dog Dohi."

Xuantian Musashi didn't listen to what Lu Yang was saying at all, and just kept muttering to himself like chanting a sutra.

Finally, I reached my living room.

Lu Yang saw him take down a dusty box from the top of the wardrobe with one hand.

"Well, here it is. It's a letter left by Matsumoto-kun. He said that when he dies one day, he should give this letter to the person holding the wooden sign."

"Back off!" Lu Yang was afraid that he would play some tricks.

What if there is a grenade or explosive inside, and this old thing who can't survive dies with me?

"Hehe, okay, I'll sit on the bed and rest for a while."

Lu Yang saw him slowly moving two meters away from him.

Then he took the box aside.

I looked around first to see if there were any fuses or anything in the four corners.

"Don't worry, there's no trap. My Yingnan's belongings are inside."

Lu Yang opened the box doubtfully, and sure enough, there were some notebooks and photos inside.

At the same time he found an envelope in a prominent place.

After opening it, there was a letter inside.

The letter paper has turned seriously yellow, and it looks like this letter must have been written at least one or two years ago.

The Japanese characters were written with a brush dipped in ink.

The general meaning in Chinese is as follows:

“When you read this text today, I have already passed away, which means my mission is not yet complete.

Those bastards in the military will send our men to the front to die.

It means that the other people don't need to attack with force at all, because their nation has become so weak that they can defeat themselves.

Please, whoever sees this letter, place an announcement in the newspaper about buying fat pigs. Someone will contact you and proceed with the final, top-secret plan. If this fails, I will die in defiance of my honor to thank His Majesty the Emperor."

After reading it, Lu Yang slowly tore it into pieces.

This is the last evil plan of the old man Matsumoto.

Judging from his words, he is not the one who advocates attack.

The Black Dragon Society also advocated using strategies to defeat us at the beginning.

However, some young soldiers in the Japanese military, who advocated the use of force, chose to launch a direct attack.

"Old man, have you read this letter?"

"Haha, of course. I was anti-war because my son is missing when I planned this plan with the Matsumoto Army."

"He's as tall as you, and as handsome..."

"Stop! Let's talk about business." Lu Yang quickly interrupted his disgusting words.

You Japanese devil always ask me to be your son?

I would have fucking killed you a long time ago if you hadn't repeatedly revealed the information you knew.

Now you are about to report to the King of Hell.

"Old man, first tell me what your plan is with Matsumoto?"

Genda Musashi's hand didn't seem to hurt so much at this time, and he stretched out his other hand to point at the box.

"Lu Yangjun, can I take another look at my son?"

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.

One of his arms was broken, and he couldn't escape in such a small room.

So Lu Yang handed the box back to his bed.

"Old man, your son has died in the war?"

Xuantian Musashi flipped through the diary and photos one by one with one trembling hand, and tears couldn't help but flow to the corner of his mouth.

"I don't believe he will die. That old dog Toei sent him to the Russians."

When he said this, he burst into tears.

"I haven't seen him for three years. Back then, Doi, Matsumoto, and I discussed how to occupy China with minimal casualties."

"But this fat pig deceived us and took my son away.

He even colluded with those bastards in the Kwantung Army and lied to me, saying that my son had returned here a long time ago.

I came all the way here and became a pastor in the church, hoping that one day I would see my son again."

Lu Yang did not interrupt him, thinking that he was also a father, so he just waited for his final confession.

Xuantian Musashi looked like a mental patient, holding the child's photos and diary.

Reading while flipping through the pages.

Talking about things from childhood to the present day.

Along with the customs and habits of their hometown, family situation, etc.

It turns out that they really live in Fukuoka Prefecture, an ordinary farming family.

When Xuantian Musashi was young, he liked martial arts and became a disciple of Ittoryu.

Lu Yang has a very good memory and remembers almost all of these things.

By the end, Lu Yang was almost sleepy. The old man was indeed a pastor. His words were like chanting scriptures, which was naturally hypnotic.

"That old man, is that enough? It's time to talk about your plan with Matsumoto."

Xuantian Musashi glanced at Lu Yang and said with a wry smile: "In fact, it is to instigate a person who can compete with Jiang."

"Who?"

The answer suddenly flashed through Lu Yang's mind. In the future, he knew exactly who was responsible for this incident?

At this moment, Xuantian Musashi's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

"You're not one of us. You're a Chinese agent, right? Did you kill Matsumoto?"

Lu Yang grinned and said, "I wanted to tell you the answer earlier.

But considering that you are also a father, will you commit suicide or should I send you away?"

"Haha, I dug that pit for myself. Now that Yingnan is dead, I don't want to live anymore." Xuantian Musashi said in despair.

"No matter whether you are a pro-war faction or some other faction, you are invading a country, and invaders are digging their own graves." Lu Yang warned him firmly.

"Get ready to go. Walk to the edge of the pit by yourself, so I don't have to drag you over later."

Xuantian Musashi stood up and whispered, "Please hand me the dagger under the pillow at the head of the bed."

Lu Yang was close by and flipped up the pillow, and saw a dagger underneath.

Lu Yang reached out and picked it up.

"Let's go ahead."

Xuantian Musashi smiled calmly and walked in front.

Just as he walked out the door.

Lu Yang felt something was wrong and was about to raise the alarm.

Then I saw the tip of a knife piercing through his abdomen.