Chapter 184, Professor of Archeology Hazy, Zhang Yong had an absurd idea. I don’t know what’s going on. The Japanese invaders seemed to be less resistant to Liu Heizai's identity. At least, it is not as decisive as the resistance to the Renaissance Society. When a Japanese spy is caught, if he says that he is from the Fuxing Society, the spy will often kill him without telling him. Waving his hands. Let the two spies sit down as well. They dare not sit. He was forcefully forced to sit down. If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it! "which university?" His transaction was unsuccessful. wrong. The assets obtained from the transaction have been robbed, and we must find a way to solve it. It is a pity that Hiroyuki Noguchi did not refute. Although not convinced. But he said nothing. It shows that he is not only a professor of archeology, but also a spy.
Handmade products produced by the Japanese invaders. Not bad indeed. A strange feeling. But it is reality. "look…" what to do? Continue to stare. There are talents in the Huai government agency. well… “Don’t deny it. It won’t do you any good. Say, what are their names?” Zhang Yong did not explain further. So as not to ruin your own personality. His "eruditeness" came from "hearing". Definitely not too detailed. incredible. It drove all the way to the southernmost part of Jinling City. This is also a suburb. It is said that after the Tang and Song Dynasties, Chinese culture spread in Japan, which is not unreasonable. If the other party wants money, then it’s easy to negotiate. Easy to discuss. “Don’t panic, you two.” “Should you two introduce yourselves?” Finally, the Japanese invaders' vehicle stopped. So, while tracking, Zhang Yong decided to use the identity of Liu Heizai again. "no!" Everyone rushed in immediately. Fortunately, with the help of a map, we always keep a relatively far distance so that the spies cannot judge.
Continuing to the south, there is the area of Yangliu Lake and Chishan Lake. It is more than thirty kilometers away from the riverside. It can be said that it is a suburb of suburbs. Sure enough, the Japanese invader stayed in the house for three hours and quietly went out at ten o'clock in the evening. If the other party refutes you endlessly, more information will be leaked. Zhang Yong walked to the side of the microscope and took a closer look. It is not easy to track at night. If you turn on your headlights, you will be spotted. But driving in the dark without headlights is quite dangerous. Facing the sudden black gun muzzle, the two spies were shocked. Subconsciously I want to escape. Then he was held firmly. “We mean no harm.” It is obvious that this spy wearing glasses is very extraordinary. Still driving. Continue heading south. Anyway, Zhang Yong himself felt that pretending to be an identity was ridiculous. But since it is useful, let’s use it first. Zhang Yong said slowly. Monitor immediately. Zhang Yong sat down again after looking at all the instruments. Zhang Yong remained calm. "Chase!" When he checked into the Liuguo Hotel before, he used the identity information of "Liu Haizhu". It's Liu Heizai's real name that he made up nonsense about. Survival is human nature. This is true even for Japanese spies. However, looking at this posture, he does not seem to be a Chinese agent. For a moment, there was a faint hint of luck. I feel like I can still live. "me…" "who?" The so-called alms are actually asking for money. They understand too. Can't help but ignite hope. “It seems that what you are doing cannot be seen in the light.” Zhang Yong patted the radio station and flipped through the code book. As long as the other party opens his mouth, information will be leaked. "you you…" Zhang Yong locked the house where the two Japanese invaders were. It is a brick house with three entrances and three exits. It's actually very inconspicuous. “You seem to be spies?” It seems that the Japanese invaders did not discover these loopholes or flaws. For example, the Japanese spy leader Kenji Doihara had more knowledge about Chinese culture and history than many Chinese university history professors.
"superior!" Wu Liuqi then stepped aside. Some Japanese people are better at studying Chinese history than the Chinese themselves. A series was also formed. The other party is indeed a professional. Very knowledgeable about ancient cultural relics. Especially familiar with Chinese history. Germany is one. As soon as the words came out, it felt wrong. At this time, it was not his turn to argue. "me…" "I object…" In terms of pure technology, Japan at this moment is indeed relatively advanced. The two Japanese invaders suddenly looked ashen. Japan is one. There is actually a microscope. It doesn’t matter if the Japanese invaders find out. No loss anyway. Actually, the identity of Liu Heizai was entirely made up by Zhang Yong himself. Loopholes everywhere. Flaws everywhere. "yes…" Surround Tangmian Village. Of course, to put it nicely, it’s vision. It has nothing to do with science. “Okay then. I’ll send you to the Fuxing Society.” "No, there are things that need to be discussed, and there are things that need to be discussed. Aren't you a beggar? We are willing to cooperate..." “The two of you have great plans.” "me…"
"I…" The United States is one. The two Japanese invaders were next to each other, probably discussing something. What a joke! Can you run away? There are more than a dozen of us, how can we let you run away against two of us? "you…"
"good!" Sure enough, there was another Japanese invader in Tangmian Village. They are obviously accomplices. After the Japanese invaders entered the houses on the roadside, they never came out again. Wu Liuqi began to roll up his sleeves. Fierce and evil. Hirotaka Noguchi shouted reflexively. Approach quietly. The second Japanese invader came into view. Between Fuxingshe and Liu Heizai, they are more willing to face Liu Heizai. The two Japanese invaders had their hearts hanging in their throats. I thought I was exposed. Wherever this guy goes, he will chase him. Zhang Yong then believed that he had guessed correctly. Everyone took off their Mao suits and put on gang clothes. Zhang Yong waved his hand. The other party is silent. Zhang Yong judged that there would be movement in the target within two or three days at the latest. "Of course not. We are archaeologists. We have legal status." Zhong Yang took people out immediately. Find the stone. Dig. Sure enough, there was an oil paper bag underneath. Thought this guy would drive and stop. Who knows not. Or maybe you don’t want to face it. “My name is Liu Haizhu, nicknamed Liu Heizai. I’m from the south. I’m looking for two of you to beg for help.” Fortunately, the moonlight is good tonight, so I can barely drive. Follow the map. Liu Heizai? On the street? Not an agent? Begging? “I thought you were from Kyoto University. I heard that the History Department of Kyoto University is the best.” Very professional. This kind of advanced optical instrument can only be manufactured by a handful of countries. “Are you a professor of archeology?” They are all very powerful opponents! "you…" “Okay! I bet you guys are honest!” Zhang Yong nodded. Wave.
If they fall into the hands of the Fuxing Society, maybe they will just want to die. However, if it weren’t for Fuxing Society… …"Waseda." "There is a hexagonal stone on the edge of the pond outside. You lift the stone and there is an oil paper bag underneath." Just right, a distance of 150 meters, which is good for tracking. Hanging from a distance. The distance will never be too close. Continue heading south. pick up. Heavy. Take back. Open. There is a vast ocean of white flowers inside. There are about three hundred pieces. They are all brand new Mexican eagles. Very dazzling. Zhang Yong pondered the other instruments one by one. They are all very professional equipment. Very well prepared. The two Japanese invaders quietly breathed a sigh of relief. There are two men inside. “He’s not going to Songhu, is he?” Finally, the spy drove into a house on the roadside. Liu Heizai’s original name is anyone’s guess. This strange spy wears thick glasses. There are many instruments and other things in the house. One of them seems to be a microscope? Perhaps there is still room for maneuver. However, if you are facing the identity of Liu Heizai, it will be much easier to speak. Wave. Everyone immediately started searching. In fact, Japanese spies drive sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, and they carefully pay attention to whether there is a tail behind them. If there is no 150-meter distance control, maybe he will be discovered. very good. Serve in one pot. Zhang Yong said with a smile. Mainly a person who is harmless to humans and animals. In fact, he doesn’t know exactly where Waseda University is. It seems to be in Tokyo? He doesn’t know who is more powerful between the history departments of Kyoto University and Waseda University. The main theme is just a random joke. Do the Xiangxi Yanjia, Northwest Majia, and Maoshan Qujia have such professional equipment? hehe. Their main thing is guessing. “Where is your sincerity?” “Your name is Hiroyuki Noguchi?” "no?" But we arrived at a village on the roadside. Unremarkable. It seems to be called Tangmian Village? One is the one who was robbed. The other one is a stranger. “Too little!”
The Japanese invaders headed south. “What do you want to do?” the spy wearing glasses said sternly. “You are Japanese. I know that.” At that time, microscopes were very valuable. It is really difficult for me, a rookie who knows nothing, to deal with them. Battleships with a displacement of 70,000 tons can be built. Very sophisticated microscopes can also be built. It is much more powerful than the poor and poor China. If the other party refutes, it means they have taken the bait. Looking carefully at the nameplate and trademark of the microscope, I found that there was the Ricoh logo on it. Soon, the radio station was found. The code book was also found. “Don’t be alarmed. Please sit down.” Two Japanese spies whispered. "No, don't fight! My name is Hiroyuki Noguchi, and his name is Hashiguchi Aimi." The spy wearing glasses said hurriedly. Zhang Yong shook his head. Three hundred oceans? You just want to send me away? Dream! (End of this chapter)