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"Boss, Lao Yu is here."

"Please invite him in!"

"Lao Yu!" Leng Feng sat up with the help of Cong Hu. It was the first time that Lao Yu had seen him since.

"Hello, Chief Leng!" Lao Yu went to Jiuhua Mountain, and he lost a lot of weight.

"Lao Yu, sit down, Xiao Xia, make a cup of hot tea for Lao Yu." Leng Feng greeted, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, I've eaten!"

"How is it? How is the situation in the city these two days?"

"It's much looser than before. It's probably because the Japanese think we are no longer in the city and the blockade is not so strict. Some ordinary people in the city have also returned home." Lao Yu said.

"A common people have started home?"

"A number of them fled to the countryside outside the city to take refuge. After listening to the Japanese propaganda and threats, they returned to the city in 6 consecutive times, but they had to register a good citizen certificate and the five-household system, which were all created by the Japanese spy chief Zuofang." Lao Yu explained.

“Where is the safe zone?”

"There are some safety areas, but not many, and everyone still has doubts. After all, the Japanese killed too many people before. They had the safety committee leading the way. The Japanese wanted to force them to go, but they couldn't do it." Lao Yu said.

"The Japanese didn't force the safety zone to cut off water and food?"

"Why didn't there? It's just that the Japanese didn't dare to force us too much. To put it bluntly, we are still in Nanjing, and they really don't dare to force us in a hurry." Lao Yu smiled.

Everyone in the room smiled heartily. It was true that the last time the Japanese massacred three thousand young men in the safe area, "Yasha" then took revenge, killing all the Japanese squadrons involved in the massacre, and also compensated a major general.

This lesson is not profound. If it happens again, even if the "Yasha" is not in the city now, then there is no way to take revenge.

"Lao Yu. How are you doing now?"

"I was sick and asked for leave before, and the Japanese did not doubt it. Now that I am cured, the work of the corpse collection team has been handed over to me. There are too many corpses in the city. If it weren't for the cold weather, the epidemic would have been raging long ago. The Japanese asked to clean up the ruins in the city before the New Year." Lao Yu said.

"How to deal with the corpse?"

"Some of them were transported outside the city to dig a hole for burial, and some were burned, but the gasoline used to burn the corpse was tight, so it can only be said that special corpses would be treated like this."

"Yes." Leng Feng said, "Did you record all these places where the corpses are buried?"

"I've remembered what Chief Leng told me, how can I forget?" Lao Yu took a sip of hot tea and grinned.

"The Japanese killed too many of them, and the bodies could hardly be buried. Therefore, the Japanese now want to find the underground air defense project drawings in our Nanjing city."

"What do the Japanese look for this?" Guo Weiquan asked in confusion.

"So many corpses have to be buried, but not so many people dig holes. This Nanjing underground air defense project is a natural pit. Just throw the corpse inside and seal the hole. How much effort has it been saved?" Leng Feng of course knew the purpose of the Japanese.

"So that's how it is." Guo Weiquan suddenly realized.

"It turns out that I don't know what the Japanese are looking for underground air defense engineering drawings. I thought about it for a long time before I understood it. Chief Leng understood it as soon as he heard it." Lao Yu exclaimed.

Leng Feng smiled. He had known each other for thousands of years, so of course he understood.

"I almost forgot about this." Lao Yu stood up, took out an envelope from his arms, handed it to Cong Hu, and said, "This was sent by Teacher Liang last night, and asked me to hand it over to Chief Leng."

"What?" Leng Feng also felt strange. If there was something wrong, Liang Dong just sent a telegram. There was no need to send someone to deliver things if he had to do so much trouble.

"Brother, it seems to be a photo." Cong Hu opened the envelope and exposed a few black and white photos inside.

"Show me."

After taking the photo, Leng Feng frowned slightly. There was a problem with the angle of the photo taken, which was obviously a secret photo. If it was a frontal photo, it would not be the effect.

There are two people in the photo, one he knows, Shibuya Kazuna, and the other is quite unfamiliar with a suit, tie, and a pair of glasses, which is quite scholarly.?

But he has a little short figure and doesn't look like a Chinese. The Chinese have a very good body proportion. Although the upper body and lower body cannot reach the golden ratio, it still looks very pleasing. The proportion of the man in this photo is obviously out of tune, and he looks like a Japanese at first glance.

Leng Feng remembered that Liang Dong's telegram mentioned yesterday that Kazuno Shibuya had changed a translator, and the identity of this middle-aged man in a Japanese suit was about to emerge.

Is this the new translator of the Japanese lieutenant Kazuo Shibuya?

This Liang Dong is really a waste of time. A Japanese translator even took a secret photo and sent it to him?

By the way, he had ordered to check the identity of the translator. He was in Qinglong Mountain, so of course it was difficult to investigate. He took a photo and sent it over, with the purpose of asking the 'Silver Fox' to help.

He gave him a difficult problem, but he was also smart and knew that he couldn't do it, so he simply kicked the ball again.

"I have accepted the photo. Lao Yu, I won't keep you anymore. You can go early to avoid being seen." Leng Feng accepted the photo and said.

"Then I will leave first, Chief Leng." Lao Yu said goodbye and left.

"Wei Quan, give me Lao Yu!"

"Okay." Guo Weiquan stood up and chased him out.

"Conghu, call Yang Zhiyi over."

Leng Feng carefully looked at the photos taken by Liang Dong secretly. There were several photos on the side, almost none on the front, and one on the front, but this was a photo of bowing his head.

He silently analyzed the shooting angle in his mind. He knew the layout of the Wild Wolf Valley Camp. Even though there were some changes after he left, the overall layout would not change.

No, this person is definitely not a translator!

Liang Dong took many photos, which gave Leng Feng a basis for analysis and judgment.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Sir Leng, please look for me."

"Look at this set of photos and pay attention to the middle-aged man in a suit."

"Yes!" Yang Zhiyi took the photos and looked at them one by one, his eyebrows slightly frowned. After reading them, he closed them and gave them to Leng Feng.

"What do you think, say it." Leng Feng sorted out the photos and asked seriously.

"The intuition this person gives me is that he is not an ordinary person." Yang Zhiyi thought for a moment and said cautiously.

"What else?"

"A Japanese, once or now, was a Japanese soldier. Chief Leng, can you tell me who he is?" Yang Zhiyi asked hesitated.

"How do you know he is a Japanese soldier?"

"First from his figure and face, you can tell that he is a Japanese man. Then from his walking posture and calluses on his hands, you can tell that he was once or was a Japanese soldier."

"Tell me in detail." Leng Feng ordered.

"The walking posture of Japanese soldiers is related to their long-term training. This person has some inner horoscopes, and the distance and amplitude of each step are the same. Normal people walk casually. Even if they develop a fixed habit, their steps will be different. However, soldiers are different. The ones who take every step are basically the same. The inner horoscope means that at least, in addition to cavalry, only Japanese officers often ride horses. Judging from his age, this person has at least become a Japanese general or above." Yang Zhiyi said.

"Yes, you can see so much, and your observation is very keen." Leng Feng praised. Choosing Yang Zhiyi as the deputy team leader of the "Silver Fox" and responsible for intelligence analysis was because he was interested in his keen insight.

This is an indispensable basic ability for intelligence workers.

"Sir Xie Leng praised."

"Since the Silver Fox was established, I have never asked for anything from you, nor have I issued any special tasks. Today, I want to give you a task."

"Please give instructions from Chief Leng!" Yang Zhiyi stood attentively and saluted.

"This person in the photo. Please find out his identity for me." Leng Feng ordered.

"Yes, guarantee to complete the task!"

"There is one thing that cannot alarm the other party, let alone let the other party know that someone is investigating him. Can it be done?" Leng Feng asked seriously.

"Yes!" Yang Zhiyi thought for a moment and said loudly.

"Time is tight, I will only give you three days. If you can't find his identity within three days, you don't need to check it." Leng Feng said.

"Three days?" Yang Zhiyi was stunned.

"Yes. It's only three days, after three days, even if you find it out, it's meaningless." Leng Feng said.

"clear!"

"I wouldn't ask someone to look for someone like a headless fly. This person is called Shizukawa. Of course, this is very likely to be a pseudonym. He is about forty-five years old. His current identity is the translator of Shibuya Kazuo, a Japanese representative who was in contact with us. He speaks very well in Chinese and has a slightly oral mouth in Peking. He should have been in northern China for more than three years. His suit does not fit. This suit is not his, but temporarily borrowed or worn by someone else. What does this mean?"

"It means he has just arrived in Nanjing and has not carried a suit with him?"

"What else?"

"besides"

"Did you forget who you just judged him?"

"Yes, Chief Leng, I understand. He is a Japanese soldier. If he is not a soldier, how could he wear other people's clothes?" Yang Zhiyi said loudly, and at the same time he felt ashamed. He didn't even see such an obvious flaw, and his condition was far from being far away.

"Do you know the direction of the investigation?"

"I know, the Japanese Grandmaster of the Japanese who have come to Nanjing City in the past three days." Yang Zhiyi said loudly.

"If the Japanese can change the translator, the identity of this person is definitely not simple. When you investigate, be careful. This may be a big fish." Leng Feng reminded.

"clear."

"Go, I'll wait for your good news." Leng Feng nodded.

Leng Feng has actually been suspicious. After all, he came from a thousand years later. The Japanese generals invading China in World War II were slightly famous, especially those war criminals who were hanged and sentenced. They have seen photos of them.

Although the person in the photo made some concealment and did not show his frontality, he looked very much like one of them, but this person should not appear here at this moment. What exactly made him appear here?

"Conghu, go and invite the witch staff member here!"

"ah?"

"What, go quickly?" Leng Feng glared. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!