Chapter 105 Leave no one alive, to prevent future trouble!
Chapter 105 Leave no one alive, to prevent future trouble!
At this time, Hirofumi Asano had just arrived in Shanghai and was unaware that he was already being closely watched by Zheng Yaoxian and Zhou Xiao.
He extended his hand and shook hands with Zhou Xiao: "Looking forward to your guidance in the future."
Zhou Xiao shook hands firmly in return: "It's a pleasure working with you."
The group turned to leave.
After taking only a few steps, Asano Hirofumi suddenly stopped, slowly turned around, and fixed his gaze directly on Zhou Xiao's face: "Director Zhou, have you ever heard this saying?"
Zhou Xiao hesitated for a moment: "Section Chief Asano, which sentence?"
Hirofumi Asano smiled slightly: "The person who least deserves to be suspected is often the one most deserving of suspicion—what do you think?"
Zhou Xiao paused for a moment, then calmly replied, "In our line of work, you can't trust anyone, not even yourself—sometimes you don't even know what you'll do next."
"Well said!" Asano Hirofumi raised his hand and patted Zhou Xiao's shoulder heavily. "Director Zhou is indeed a capable person whom the Empire can trust."
These words sounded casual, but a hint of doubt quietly rose in his mind—there was no evidence, but it was precisely because Zhou Xiao was so trusted that he took notice.
This is Hirofumi Asano.
He went through all of Zhou Xiao's files, scrutinizing every word and sentence repeatedly, but still couldn't find any flaws.
Or rather, it was too clean...too thoroughly clean.
The reason Asano Hirofumi said those words to Zhou Xiao was because he noticed that Oshima Ken trusted Zhou Xiao almost without reservation—which made him suspect that Zhou Xiao was very likely an enemy agent infiltrating the Japanese.
The person who should least be suspected is often the one who should be closely watched.
This is essentially a psychological game.
Fortunately, Zhou Xiao was one of the best among top agents. Faced with Asano Hirofumi's probing pressure, he remained calm and composed, showing no panic or deliberate attempt to conceal his true feelings.
The response was flawless.
Hirofumi Asano examined it repeatedly, but he couldn't find a single flaw.
Even more unexpectedly, Zhou Xiao retaliated, looking directly at Asano Hirofumi, his tone calm yet sharp: "If you, Asano-kun, do not trust me, Zhou, you may dismiss me on the spot, or send me directly to the Special Higher Police prison."
At this moment, Feng Manna is being held in a Special Higher Police prison.
Asano Hirofumi paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Director Zhou, you flatter me! You are someone General Oshima personally relies on, and a trusted partner of the Empire. How could I possibly have the slightest doubt?"
Kenjiro Oshima chimed in at the opportune moment, his tone gentle yet authoritative: "Asano-kun, Director Zhou, you are both indispensable talents of the empire. The order and stability of Shanghai still depend on your joint efforts to maintain it."
The two exchanged a smile, but the smile didn't reach their eyes.
Based on his intuition honed over years of undercover work, Zhou Xiao clearly realized that this newly arrived Special Higher Police Chief was far more troublesome than Aoki Takeshige and Sendoh Kaede.
The three then boarded the car together.
After starting the car, Ken Oshima casually asked, "Asano-kun, are you planning to go back to your apartment to rest first, or go straight to the Special Higher Police?"
Hirofumi Asano answered readily, "To the Special Higher Police. I want to familiarize myself with my future office space beforehand."
Special Higher Police!
Everything went exactly as Zheng Yaoxian had predicted—Asano Hirofumi's first stop in Shanghai was the Special Higher Police.
Ken Oshima nodded approvingly: "Asano-kun is indeed one of the Empire's most capable agents. With you in charge of Shanghai, the city's stability and tranquility will surely reach a new level."
The three cars then drove away from the airport and headed straight for the headquarters of the Special Higher Police.
While Zhou Xiao was welcoming Asano Hirofumi at Shanghai Airport, the Mingtai Action Team had already quietly launched its operation.
Honda and Panasonic are indeed tough guys; their mouths are as tight as welded-on iron boxes.
The Bushido spirit did have a certain allure on him—even after being interrogated in turn by Mingtai, Yu Manli, and Guo Qiyun, and suffering physical pain, he gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to utter a single word about the address of the Sugi Agency headquarters.
But that was no longer important. Mingtai had already learned the exact location from "Pluto" Zhou Xiao.
Whether Honda and Panasonic say anything or not, the result is the same.
After the interrogation came to an end, Mingtai glanced at his watch and decisively ordered, "It's almost time. Proceed as planned."
As soon as they finished speaking, the three quickly put the barely alive Honda Matsushita into the car and headed straight for the Sugimoto headquarters.
The trunk was stuffed with explosives.
This batch of explosives was prepared by Zhou Xiao himself.
During wartime, explosives are military-controlled supplies, entirely under the unified control of the army, and civilians have absolutely no access to them. Obtaining them is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
However, Zhou Xiao was proficient in the principles of blasting and formula preparation, and with only the limited raw materials at hand, he successfully developed a powerful explosive.
During the journey, Yu Manli couldn't help but exclaim, "This 'Pluto' is truly unfathomable—he can even find out about the Japanese's most secret Sugimoto headquarters and has so many explosives on hand. He's incredibly powerful."
Mingtai pondered for a moment and said, "In my opinion, 'Pluto' probably holds a higher position within the Japanese side than we imagine."
Guo Qiyun whispered a reminder: "He's our superior; just follow orders. His identity is not something we should speculate about."
The three chatted as they walked. The Honda Panasonic in the passenger seat was still breathing weakly.
However, this is no longer of any practical significance—he is doomed to die, and even if he hears a few words, it won't cause any trouble.
Before long, the black sedan came to a steady stop in front of the Sugimoto headquarters.
This place is extremely secluded, and almost no outsiders know about it.
The vehicle they were driving was a special vehicle belonging to the Special Higher Police—originally a Honda Panasonic, which had been hijacked along with the driver and the vehicle by Mingtai and his two companions.
Inside the vehicle, Mingtai, Yu Manli, and Guo Qiyun had all changed into Japanese military uniforms.
Mingtai drove, Yu Manli sat in the passenger seat, and Guo Qiyun held the barely breathing Honda Panasonic firmly in the back.
As soon as the car arrived at the entrance, two plainclothes sentries immediately stepped forward to stop it.
Mingtai, speaking fluent Japanese, said in a deep voice, "I have come to the Sugi Agency on official business under the secret orders of General Oshima. Release me immediately!"
The sentry hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Please show your identification and allow us to check the people in the back seat."
As they spoke, one of them peered into the car and immediately spotted Guo Qiyun pressing down on the heavily injured Honda Panasonic.
"eight……"
He had just uttered a syllable—
Gunshots.
Mingtai acted swiftly, a bullet striking the sentry precisely between the eyebrows. The sentry fell to the ground.
As Zhou Xiao had instructed beforehand, the shot left a survivor—the man fell to the ground but did not die; he simply fainted.
Almost simultaneously, Yu Manli leaned out, raised her hand, and fired two shots with lightning speed.
puff!puff!
The other two sentries fell to the ground in response.
The Sugi Agency headquarters was the highest-level secret stronghold of the Japanese army in Shanghai, with very few people knowing about it, and the guards were mostly trusted core members. Because of this, their vigilance was somewhat relaxed; and seeing that the approaching car had the license plate of the Military Police Headquarters, they relaxed their guard even more.
No one expected that this car, belonging to one of their own, would become a deadly weapon.
Guo Qiyun did not hesitate, turned around and fired a shot straight into the heart of the Honda Panasonic.
This person is now worthless; keeping him around only increases the risk.
boom!
One blow kills.
All three used pistols equipped with silencers, producing muffled, low-pitched gunshots that did not alert anyone inside the building.
Soon, the black sedan drove through the gate without any obstruction.
Mingtai lowered his voice: "Proceed according to plan, and finish this quickly."
The three men, dressed in Japanese military uniforms, stepped into the headquarters of the Sugimoto Agency.
Mingtai, Yu Manli, and Guo Qiyun were wearing khaki military police uniforms.
They were carrying a cardboard box filled with high explosives.
The most straightforward way to completely destroy the Sugimoto headquarters is to wipe it off the face of the earth.
It was already past midnight, and the Sugi Agency was nearly deserted. In the research lab, only a few extremely obsessive Japanese military researchers remained, working through the night, fiddling with deadly concoctions such as poison gas, viruses, and bacteria, completely unaware that Mingtai and his two companions had quietly infiltrated.
The Sugi-gaku Institute was a closed research base—living, eating, and working all in one place, with even the dormitories built inside, specifically for the Japanese researchers.
Since we are determined to eradicate this cancer, we must uproot it completely: leave no researchers alive to prevent future problems.
"I'll go find out where the dorms are." Mingtai understands Japanese and knows the direction with a glance at the corridor signs. "You guys hurry up and plant the explosives."
Guo Qiyun and Yu Manli immediately nodded in agreement.
The three of them had just turned a corner when they ran into a patrol of Japanese soldiers.
Upon seeing that they were unfamiliar faces and that they had appeared in the core area late at night, the other party immediately shouted, "Halt! Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Not a single word wasted.
Gunshots rang out immediately—
Bang... Pfft!
The bullet pierced the air and precisely struck the enemy's head.
They used a silenced pistol, and even after taking down several people, they didn't alert the Japanese experts in the research lab in the distance.
After all, it was already past midnight, a time when people should be sound asleep.
The research lab lights were still on, indicating that it was full of sleepless, obsessed researchers—they only cared about harmful projects and had no regard for the outside world. In addition, the lab itself was soundproofed, so the intruder was already close at hand, but they were completely unaware.
Yu Manli quickly located the counterfeit money printing site hidden by the Shanji organization.
Inside the factory, the printing press was still humming softly, and two Japanese technicians were working diligently, producing counterfeit bills one after another from the printing plates—Oshima Ken's currency war was about to begin, and there was no room for delay.
Yu Manli pushed open the door and fired two shots!
puff!puff!
The two fell to the ground with a thud, a flower of blood blooming between their brows.
She quickly poured the gasoline she was carrying onto the stacks of counterfeit money and printing equipment, then deftly set up the detonator.
Meanwhile, Mingtai also found the dormitory area.
The dormitory of the Sugimoto Institute is located on the basement floor.
He had just lifted the heavy blast-proof curtain when he saw two Japanese soldiers rubbing their eyes as they walked out of the room, heading to the toilet—Mingtai raised his hand and fired two shots, clean and swift, without even a groan.
The movements were quiet and subtle, so the other people in the dormitory didn't notice.
After clearing the obstacles, he infiltrated each dormitory room one by one, planting explosives in each one; if an enemy was awakened and peeked out, he would only fire a shot without hesitation.
These guests were almost all researchers from the Sugi Institute—professors, project leaders, experimental assistants… They made their living with their pens, how could they withstand a close-quarters attack by special agents? If they encountered one, they would only face certain death.
After the explosives were placed, Mingtai quickly evacuated.
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