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Chapter 102, Difficult to distinguish between friend and foe

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A trace of doubt flashed in Major Matsumoto's eyes. During a process of delivering information, he secretly followed him.

It was this unattractive man in front of him who took away the information and kept the reward.

What is he doing here now?
Could it be medicine...

Don't you know that all the people from Tegao have come to want me to die!

The first thing Matsumoto cares about is his own safety, no matter how much money he has, he is afraid of losing his life.

Now he doesn't want to have anything to do with Balu, if it really happened...

His question was answered immediately.

The unremarkable man hurried past him and left a word.

"old place!"

Matsumoto squinted his eyes, and tightly held the command knife at his waist with his palm.There seems to be an urge to draw a knife.

After a few deep breaths, he calmed himself down and limped to the old place.

In a narrow alley on the way home, Matsumoto walked 37 steps and stopped to touch a loose brick.

Skillfully took out the contents inside, and put the bricks back intact.

What could it be?

Don't let him down!

Stuffing the things into his pants pocket, Matsumoto held his command knife tightly and walked towards his home.

Eighth Route's intelligence transaction with him was only through this location.

He passes by every day, and he will naturally know the situation as soon as possible.

However, in the past few days, the whole city has been raided. Even for the sake of appearance, he stayed in the intelligence department for several days and did not go home.

Such a risk to have someone talk to him directly.

Matsumoto thought: The Eighth Route Army must be in a hurry to contact him.I hope it's not that matter and ask him for help!

He will not accept the threat of the other party.

When I got home, my wife came over after hearing the news.

"Matsumoto-kun, you have worked hard."

Nanako graciously took off his coat and prepared clogs for him, making Matsumoto feel like he was in a foreign country and at home.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and I have a lot to say as I stick to the Nanako at home.

However, the fire was already imminent, Matsumoto asked Nanako to prepare a lunch, and went into the study by himself, locking the door behind him.

He took out the letter and read it.

Major Matsumoto has been in China for more than three years, and an officer of his level is not qualified to be equipped with an interpreter.

If you want to communicate with Chinese people, you must learn some simple Chinese.

And he likes Chinese culture very much, so he simply taught himself Chinese characters, and he can read all the text on the text messages.

After reading it carefully, he couldn't help being shocked, and quickly took out the two photos and a roll of negatives that were attached to the envelope.

"My God..."

He pursed his dry lips, seeming to find it difficult to accept this information.

Although you can talk nonsense in the letter, you can't fake it in the photo.It records that Major Matsumoto extorted money on the charge of communism and the crimes identified by wealthy households.

He recognized all the people who appeared in the photo.One of them was brought by Nakamura from Tegoko.

It stands to reason that extorting money from Chinese people is done by everyone, and it is not a crime at all.

But the question is who owns this thing and how to use it?

As long as you take advantage of the problem and put people under a magnifying glass, you will always find shortcomings.

Who can stand the test?

"Bastard, you dare to do this, you are simply not a son of man."

Holding the letter in his hand, Matsumoto was trembling with anger. He finally knew why Nakamura had a fierce look in his eyes and a contemptuous smile on his face when he left.

It was here waiting for him.

In the end, Balu helped him, so that he was convicted and imprisoned without any ambiguity.

It was a great irony that his companion wanted to frame him, but his original enemy helped him.

Matsumoto couldn't help feeling a little sad.

He remembered an old Chinese saying: Only a thousand days can catch a thief, but there is no reason for a thousand days to prevent a thief.

Fight back, you have to fight back.

Beat that bastard Nakamura to death with a stick, and never get revenge on him.

And it can't be involved with him, it's better to die in the hands of Balu.

Matsumoto bowed his head and pondered for a moment, and a vicious plan came to his mind.

Nanako had just washed the ingredients and was about to cook when she heard the sound of the door opening and hurriedly chased her out: "Matsumoto-kun, are you leaving now? Don't you want to eat?"

"I still have something to do at work. Maybe I will go on a business trip. Please prepare my luggage for me."

Matsumoto gave a warning, turned around and limped, and went to carry out his plan.

And in the vinegar shop on Chengguan Street, Lao Liu, the head of the underground party in Yancheng County, was talking with two distinguished guests.

Last time, he reported the plight in the city to the base area, but there was no news for several days.

The devil turned the inside of the city upside down, just a little bit twice.

Chen Shiyan couldn't hold back any longer. Anyone could see his pessimistic mood.

If things go on like this, the medicine will be exposed sooner or later.The previous comrades died in vain.

The Eighth Route Army also lost hundreds of thousands of wounded due to lack of clothing and medicine.

Now that they have become an underground party, they have long put life and death aside. They are not afraid of sacrifice, but they are afraid that the sacrifice is worthless.

Just when he was at a loss, the intelligence personnel from the base area brought good news.

The superior dispatched two capable people, who will definitely be able to solve the problem of leaving the city for medicines.

And the two talented people in front of them took out a big guy as soon as they came.

Old Liu kept wiping his sweat. As an old underground party, it is unqualified to show anxiety on his face.

However, the plan was too outrageous, and there was no experience to follow.Who knows if the plan will succeed?

Yuan Lang looked like an old god who was always there, drinking a pot of tea and chatting casually.

"Old Liu, it's useless to be anxious. Anyway, if we have dates or not, it doesn't matter if we succeed or not. Why are you so anxious?"

Lao Liu picked up the teapot and continued to fill it with water, shaking his head imperceptibly.Capable people are different, just looking at their tone, they are so big that there is no limit.

What they planned was a major, and they used a major, not just a cat or a dog.

If it succeeds, it will have a huge impact on the underground party in Yancheng County, and it will be recorded in history.

It's not as easy as the person in front of me said.

Yuan Lang seemed to have noticed the emotions expressed by the other party, and he did not argue with the other party.

He has even seen the dead chief officer, and the number of major officers who died in front of him exceeds five fingers.

Would it be more meaningful if one more?

Yuan Lang didn't think so, anyway, his task was to transport the medicine away.

This is a temporary design.

It's just that I happen to have grasped such a little bit of interesting information, out of interest, just try it.

Boom, boom, boom...

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Lao Liu's fat body rushed to the door at an incredible speed.

"The other party wrote back."

The simple five words of the outsider contain enough power.

Lao Liu received the letter and was very pleasantly surprised. Communication is the premise of cooperation.

If you are willing to reply, it means that there is some discussion.

(End of this chapter)