In troubled times, life is the most valuable thing.

No matter whether it is noble or low, there is a price.

Those who can stir up the storm are careful observers, and their sight must be penetrating into every corner of society.

Whether it's trees or wind, every move they make can be seen clearly.

Kenji Doihara is a super giant spider who has included the whole of China in his giant spider web.

Kawamoto's masterpiece is a strand in the spider's thread, and so is the Yokogawa River.

If a corner of the spider web is missing, the most valuable prey may be missed.

"Kawamoto-kun, you are the mastermind of the hidden plan. What do you think?"

Far away from Harbin, Kenji Doihara felt that his judgment lacked the harshness of the ice and snow, and lacked the corresponding decisiveness, so he asked Daisaku Kawamoto who was far away.

Daisaku Kawamoto was also full of doubts. The Hengchuan River was not very eye-catching in Harbin.

No one knows that this old and perverted man was the intelligence minister of the Army Department during the Russo-Japanese War.

Kenji Doihara established a number of secret intelligence schools in Harbin to train children of early Japanese immigrants.

It can’t be called a child anymore!

Because more than 20 years have passed since the Russo-Japanese War, even the children born during the war are nearly 25 years old.

This group of Japanese children born in Northeast China have a good advantage.

That is, he is proficient in Chinese, and his living habits are completely Chinese. As long as he doesn't speak Japanese, there is no abnormality at all.

Yokokawa had already retired and built a luxurious manor under Mount Fuji to enjoy his retirement life.

But for Kenji Doihara, the third generation head of the intelligence system, and for the Emperor in his heart, he still came out.

He came to the Northeast and served as the chairman of the Kumho Chamber of Commerce, secretly training potential spies.

As a subordinate of Kenji Doihara, Daisaku Kawamoto also knew the background of Yokokawa River, and then based on the quality of the trained lurkers, he formulated a huge lurking plan.

The Nanjing government and the revolutionary Soviet area are the two forces that can unify China. The rest of the guerrillas are not worth mentioning.

This is the empire's future competitor on this ancient land.

Eighty people, with backgrounds worthy of scrutiny, entered China's famous universities and came into the eyes of these two forces.

Scholars and intellectuals were very scarce resources in ancient China.

Sometimes, people are also resources and capital for countermeasures.

Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die.

This is the importance of talent!

These lurkers were so outstanding that they naturally entered the eyes of the two organizational departments, and entered the hearts of two people depending on their tasks.

"Although Mr. Yokokawa keeps a low profile in Harbin, he does not have enemies."

"Real hatred is true money and silver. Black eyes can see it, red eyes can see it. Mom and dad can sell it!"

"Of course, there is a possibility!"

Daisaku Kawamoto subconsciously thought of a possibility, a possibility that he was not willing to admit.

"The latent plan has been exposed!?"

Kenji Doihara also thought of this and revealed the possibility that Daisaku Kawamoto refused to admit.

Both parties on the phone fell into deep thought after these words.

Those who do not plan for the overall situation are not enough to plan for one area.

Those who do not plan for the eternity will not be able to plan for a moment.

Kenji Doihara and Daisaku Kawamoto are both familiar with China, so they thought of this sentence invariably.

"Mr. Yokokawa has a list of graduates from the Special Education School he manages."

"Originally, this list shouldn't exist. It's an error within an error."

"But these fools in the military just want to control everything and are unwilling to give talented people a spacious and quiet stage."

"Find it, destroy it, don't let this masterpiece come to market!"

Kenji Doihara did not have time to lament the passing of an old veteran, an agent, who was born from knowing the secret, and died because of the secret.

The perfect ending!

The order had been issued. Although Daisaku Kawamoto had left the army, he was still on reserve duty. He subconsciously replied: "Yes, I will do it immediately!".

When Kenji Doihara heard the clear answer, he immediately hung up the arc.

Daisaku Kawamoto also put the red microphone back on the phone stand, lit a cigarette again, and continued smoking.

...

Chen Zhen got up from the bed. At this time, Yu Qiuyan had already gotten up and was sitting on the dressing table next to the bed, combing her short hair.

The body is sticky, and there are always some traces after the wind has passed.

Chen Zhen took off his pajamas, barefooted, and walked into the bathroom.

Yu Qiuyan rolled her eyes at Chen Zhen's back in disgust, but the red color on her face also showed that she was uneasy in her heart.

Life is still boring, and the knife outside the door is still flying, looking for its target.

But having your lover by your side can bring a little warmth.

Hot water was poured over the body to wash away the sweat, and then the soap was applied quickly.

My hands are busy, but my mind is thinking about whether my plan will succeed!

Xiao Anzi has investigated the information on important figures in Harbin. Although there are some omissions, it is still generally clear.

Who led the sleeper plan?

This is an important question!

Kenji Doihara is already the well-deserved king of spies in Japan and the chief section chief of the Special Higher Education Course, but he is still ranked under the rank of Commander of the Military Police.

He must know the cause and effect.

But if you inquire from his mouth, it must be that the old man drank arsenic and despised his longevity.

But it's not that there are no other directions for investigation, since the Security Bureau has made it clear that these people walked out of Harbin.

So where were these people trained?

Where do they stay and where are they trained?

This is where the investigation goes!

Kumho Chamber of Commerce, Kawamoto Daisaku and such courageous people can only resign themselves to the position of special assistant.

Then what kind of leader should be in the position of chairman!

Use the small to see the big, use the big to see the small.

Chen Zhen was keenly aware of the extraordinary qualities of the Hengchuan River.

There is no time for a comprehensive investigation.

Chen Zhen used a simple method, which was to drain the Hengchuan River.

Once a person dies, his background, power, wealth, and influence all have nothing to do with him.

Turning off the shower head, Chen Zhen casually picked up a towel, covered his wet hair, put on the bathrobe he had prepared, and walked out.

There are actually two standards for a man's love.

Either find someone who looks like a mother, or find someone who looks like a little daughter.

Yu Qiuyan belongs to the former!

Chen Zhen pushed open the bathroom door and saw dry slippers at the bathroom door.

"Hurry up and have a meal. Angoda called me early in the morning and said that the chairman of the Kumho Chamber of Commerce passed away due to illness."

"I want you to clean up quickly and then come to pick you up!"

Yu Qiuyan was wearing an apron, holding a plate of fried eggs, and shouted loudly to Chen Zhen, who was admiring his slippers in front of the bathroom.

After hearing the result he wanted, Chen Zhen felt very happy, quickly put on his slippers and walked out.

Yu Qiuyan's small apartment was cramped and warm, and Chen Zhen could walk around naked regardless of his image.

The table is full of delicious food, including steamed buns, milk, fried eggs and side dishes.

The oxen had been plowing for half the night, so they were naturally very tired, and their stomachs were growling.

Chen Zhen picked up the white porridge in front of him and swallowed it in big mouths. He kept picking up side dishes with his chopsticks to fill his hungry stomach.

The highest praise for a cook is to eat all the food she has prepared.

Yu Qiuyan drank the porridge one mouthful at a time, her eyes filled with the man who occupied her last night.
To be continued...