Lao He put the briefcase at his feet, put down the acupuncture bag in the creaking nest, and spread it out on the table.

Lao He comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. His ancestors have all done this. He is best at acupuncture.

The charges are also reasonable. All patients treated by him will be cured in two or three days, and even some difficult diseases can be cured at his fingertips.

Of course, there are some emergencies that he cannot cure.

The patient’s family members will be notified to cook some of the patient’s favorite foods and prepare for funeral arrangements in advance.

Lao He took out a long, thin needle and plunged it into Sun Ru's temple without mercy.

Sun Ru trembled, her face immediately turned pale, and her whole body collapsed on the ground like mud.

That's how people are!

When he was born, he was vigorous.

When you die, you are lonely and silent.

Lao He believed in his technique very much, but out of caution, he reached out and touched Sun Ru's neck. When he found that the aorta was no longer beating, he withdrew his hand.

You are a beautiful woman, but why are you a bandit?

Lao He stood up and sighed in his heart.

If a doctor has a parent-like heart and does not have a compassionate heart, he cannot be a doctor.

But you can't just have a compassionate heart, you also have to have thunderbolt methods.

Otherwise, it will make people look down upon and make them covet you.

This is not only true for people, but also for countries!

Lao He came to Han Feng, looked down at the handsome young man in front of him, sighed, and pierced the man's temple with a needle.

The temple is known as a strange point outside the meridian in traditional Chinese medicine meridian theory, and it was also one of the earliest fatal points listed as a vital part in various martial arts books.

In this part of the brain, blood vessels are abundantly distributed, thus forming numerous sources of intracranial hemorrhage.

The middle meningeal artery originates from the internal maxillary artery, runs upward along the squamous part of the temporal bone outside the dura mater, and branches into the anterior and posterior branches of the middle meningeal artery at the squamous part of the temporal bone at the temple.

At the same time, the middle meningeal veins also accompany the middle meningeal arteries. Under the dura mater, which is a deeper layer inside the skull, there are also cortical arteries and veins in the temporal lobe of the brain.

After clapping his hands, Lao He leaned on his waist and stood up.

He calmly put away the acupuncture kit on the table, turned off the light in the box, picked up the do not disturb sign in the room, closed the door tightly, and hung the sign at the door.

Following the same pattern, the method used in Box No. 6 was also used in Box No. 5.

In just a few minutes, five lives ended at Lao He's hands.

Xiaosi has been watching at the end of the corridor, playing with a cigarette and taking a puff from time to time to refresh himself.

When Lao He walked out of Box No. 5, he saw Xiao Si staring at him, so he walked over and snatched the cigarette from his hand.

With a sound of "Hiss!", small flames from the match cluster jumped in his palm.

With this weak flame, he lit the cigarette on his fingertips, but did not smoke it, as if all he needed was the faint blush to accompany him.

He is a doctor, not a butcher. He killed six people and needs to relax.

"solved?"

"solved!"

"Please be careful and don't let anyone disturb the guests inside."

"When they leave Shanhaiguan and arrive in Peiping, everything will be fine!" Lao He finally put the cigarette into his mouth and said while smoking.

When Xiaosi saw the familiar briefcase in Lao He's hand, he nodded and enjoyed the hard-won peaceful time together.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the train finally arrived in Fengtian.

Lao He held the briefcase in his hand, said hello to Xiao Si, then blended into the crowd and disappeared from sight.

...

Chen Zhen was sitting in the dining room, waiting for the maids to serve the food.

Xiao Anzi went out early in the morning. An important order came from the Muto Agency, and he had to have someone sign and receive it.

He could only brave the cold wind and run back and forth hard.

When Tong Zhong saw the eldest young master arriving, he clapped his hands to indicate that the food could be served.

The maids filed in and placed three hot dishes and two cold dishes, plus a bowl of lily and almond white porridge, in the shape of a lotus.

The dishes are on the plain side and the taste is very light. They are some dishes that are often cooked by ordinary people in the area outside Guanxi.

The white rice porridge is smooth and creamy, and the light almond white color is very appetizing.

Chen Zhen took a deep breath, smelled the aroma of the food, picked up the porridge, picked up a chopstick to mix the vegetables, and began to enjoy the rich breakfast.

Tong Zhong looked at Xiao Anzi's position and the clock on the wall. He felt that he was coming back soon, so he asked the maid waiting at the side to prepare a bowl of porridge.

Before Tong Zhong finished speaking, Xiao Anzi, who was covered in cold air, pushed open the door and walked in. He was accompanied by a biting cold wind.

"Brother, the Muto Agency just issued an order..."

Before Xiao Anzi could finish speaking, Chen Zhen glared back, and he could only sit back on his usual chair obediently.

"Uncle Tong, you go down first, I want to talk to Anzi about some official business."

"Hold the door and don't let anyone in!"

Chen Zhen put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and gave Tong Zhong instructions in a pleasant manner.

Tong Zhong waved his hand and asked the serving maids to go down, while he fell at the end. He closed the door of the dining room and guarded the door to prevent others from eavesdropping.

"Now tell me, what did I do to you this morning?"

Chen Zhen picked up the bowl again, signaled Xiao Anzi to stay idle, and talked while eating.

Xiao Anzi ran around all morning and was naturally very hungry. He picked up the bowl and poured most of the white porridge inside.

"I'm starving to death!"

"This morning, I almost ran all over Harbin."

"Finally I understand these things."

"Just take a look!"

After complaining for a while, Xiao Anzi took out a document from the briefcase he carried with him and solemnly placed it in front of Chen Zhen.

Red file!

This is a strange thing!

In Manchukuo, red document covers represent top secret instructions, which will not be issued easily.

Once it is issued, it will be an earth-shattering event!

Chen Zhen sighed inwardly. He had only been in office for just one month. He had gone through everything he should have experienced and what he shouldn't have experienced. He didn't know when it would end!

Opening the document, Chen Zhen frowned a little at the Japanese characters inside.

His little Japanese proficiency can be used for simple answers, and the rest will be returned to Doihara Kenji.

Besides, Kenji Doihara did not teach well back then and actually told traditional Japanese stories in class.

Therefore, Kenji Doihara must bear most of the responsibility for Chen Zhen’s poor Japanese.

"What does it say?"

Chen Zhen pretended to read it once, and finally had to ask Xiao Anzi, a great talent, for advice.

"The document says that the Kwantung Army Staff Headquarters sent an intelligence director, and Hua Gu, the head of the Second Staff Section, is about to come to Harbin to take charge."

"The Kwantung Army Intelligence Department also gave this operation a code name, called Operation Zhongkui."

“I have to say, it’s quite appropriate.”

"As far as I know, Huagu Zheng is a great spy, and it was he who planned the attack on Beida Camp."
Chapter completed!