My spy diary

Chapter 113 Lone Wolf (please vote for me)

Liu Huiru was playing mahjong when she received a call from Pan Wencheng.

As a woman disguised as a socialite, her daily job is to communicate, find prey, and obtain intelligence.

These days, ladies don’t buy stockings together in groups. The ladies and wives of the upper class live an extravagant life and follow fashion crazily like never before.

They are keen on swimming, playing golf and learning to ride horses.

Cheongsam is an indispensable decoration for them.

Influenced by Western aesthetic standards, the cheongsam began to have a narrower waistline, with a lower waistline, and the curves of the chest, waist, and hips began to protrude. The hem length of the cheongsam gradually became shorter, and the cycloid was raised to the knees, so that the slender white calves can be exposed. .

Chinese people have always been reserved and don't like women who are too eye-catching. Beauty that is not eye-catching means slim shoulders, narrow waists, and flat chests.

Because men in ancient times liked lilacs that were small, breast-like, compact but not plump, which seemed to have the meaning of having everything under control.

It was not until the Republic of China that Chinese women finally held their heads high in the nationwide "breast release" movement and the removal of foot binding.

Liu Huiru happens to have a pair of murderous weapons, which makes her unlucky in social situations.

She got off a rickshaw, lowered her hat, avoided the attention of passers-by, and walked up the stairs with enchanting steps.

She did not go out today, and had been waiting for the evening newspaper to publish the news of the successful operation through secret channels, but there was no news in the evening newspaper last night. Liu Huiru felt uneasy and had a bad premonition.

However, she was not worried that she would be exposed. She had never even seen Takagi's face. Even if Takagi's operation failed and he was arrested and rebelled, she would not be involved.

Thinking of this, Liu Huiru smiled ghostly. With her outstanding achievements in the Northeast Intelligence Service, she has been hailed as the successor of the "Flower of the Empire".

She was slightly disdainful of this title. Does a so-called down-and-out Chinese princess deserve this name?

One day she will replace him.

Room 304 arrived.

Liu Huiru took out a small mirror from her bag, checked her makeup, took out her eyebrow pencil and lipstick, applied it, and knocked on the door softly.

"Creak" the door opened.

Pan Wencheng's figure is revealed.

"My dear, you look unhappy. Did you quarrel with your wife again?" Liu Huiru observed Pan Wencheng's expression and spoke softly, revealing a bit of the usual meekness of Japanese women.

"It's nothing, business matters." Pan Wencheng forced a smile, put his arm around her waist, and walked into the room.

Liu Huiru has been among men for a long time, and what she is best at is observing words and expressions. She instantly felt that she had noticed something unusual about him. Not only did the hands around her waist tremble slightly, but they seemed to be sticky with sweat, so she immediately became cautious.

"Okay!" Liu Huiru said, but her footsteps stagnated. She quietly observed the corridor for a few times, and slowly stretched her hand towards Kun Bao.

Then before she could make a move, the door opposite suddenly opened, and two strong men rushed over like wolves and tigers.

Liu Huiru realized something was wrong, her face changed drastically, and her charming face instantly showed murderous intent.

She pushed Pan Wencheng away, threw the Kun Bao and hit the two of them. At the same time, she reached out and touched her hair, and the sharp hairpin instantly turned into a gleaming sharp blade.

"laugh"

One of the team members couldn't avoid it and used his arm to block it, but was cut directly with a bloody groove by the sharp blade.

He screamed in pain and kicked Liu Huiru in the abdomen without caring about his injuries.

Liu Huiru ducked sideways, and the sharp blade pierced the man's eye socket.

At this moment, another person flew up and kicked her directly into the door.

She jumped up like a carp on the ground. Just as she thought about it, she was kicked over by Zhang Yi who rushed out from behind the sofa. This time, before she could get up, she was subdued by several big men who rushed out of the bathroom.

"Search." Zhang Yi looked at the woman coldly. She was wearing a plain white and clean floral cheongsam with a traditional Chinese bun. She had a charming face and a tall figure. The cheongsam accentuated her curvy figure. The setting is dripping and delicate, and the taste lacks dignified and elegant temperament.

But wherever a woman like this is placed, she is a beauty that attracts men. No wonder Pan Wencheng is fascinated by her.

After hearing Zhang Yi's order, several plainclothes men did not dare to be careless and immediately began to check carefully.

Several people have a clear division of labor.

Teeth, collar, hair. These are the focus of the examination.

"Report to the unit chief, there are cavities in the teeth, but there is no poison."

"Report to the unit chief, I found a layer on the collar." The plainclothesman said, pulling out a dagger and cutting off her collar.

At this time, Zhang Yicai stepped forward and looked at her condescendingly.

"Hello, Lone Wolf."

Liu Huiru sneered, showing a hint of contempt.

At this moment, her mouth was stuffed with a handkerchief, her limbs were tightly held by the burly man and she couldn't move. Her hair was disheveled and her collar was open, but this did not diminish her beauty at all, and even added a little more charm.

Zhang Yi sneered. There were already cameras in this era. After extracting her value, she should be sent to make movies and then sold to Japan. The money earned could be used to fight against Japan. It would be considered worthwhile.

The sky gradually darkened and it began to drizzle.

As the lanterns come on, Shanghai becomes even more prosperous and dazzling at night.

Kato Hisashi, head of intelligence at the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, and Yamamoto Kentaro, head of the Special High School Division, sat together.

The two people looked grim, with a hint of anxiety.

Gein and the five soldiers they sent out didn't receive any news after a night.

Even the intelligence team that responded to them had no information sent back, which was really not a good sign.

Kato Hisaichi moved his buttocks uneasily and frowned:
"What are you waiting for? Shouldn't you activate your trump card, Lone Wolf, now?"

Kentaro Yamamoto glanced at him and said, "Kato-kun, please be patient. Jinling's Evening News is also published in Shanghai. My people have already gone to buy it. We will know in a moment whether the operation is successful."

Hisashi Kato can sit still.

Time passed by, and half an hour later, finally a noncommissioned officer in Cao Chang's uniform came in and handed Yamamoto Kentaro a newspaper.

Kentaro Yamamoto took the newspaper and read from the advertisement in the middle, his face gradually darkened.

Kato Shou showed a trace of contempt in his eyes, smiled lowly, and said regretfully:
"Yamamoto-kun, it seems that all your cleaners have failed."

Kentaro Yamamoto was immediately speechless. After a moment of silence, he sneered:

"Those who do intelligence work either kill or are killed. What does that mean?"

As he spoke, his expression became serious, he looked at his watch, called an intelligence agent, and said:

"Send the report to Lone Wolf on time, I need to know what exactly happened."

After giving the order, Kentaro Yamamoto glanced at Kato Hisaichi:
"Kato-kun, just wait and see the good show. The future flower of the empire has never disappointed."

Kato Juichi said calmly: "I hope so."

But I was thinking darkly in my heart, if you don’t fail, it will only make me look incompetent. It seems it’s time to put the “Shadow Plan” on the agenda...

(End of this chapter)