"Bang!"

The fat policeman got a big hit on his head.

"Damn it... I don't want to live anymore, how dare you hit me!"

When the fat policeman woke up, he realized that what hit him was not the storyteller's gavel, but a stone wrapped in straw paper.

He suddenly stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Whoever hit me, please stand up for me..."

I stretched my neck and looked out the window. There was no one on the street.

"Who the hell did this? If I find out, I'll have to break your legs!"

The fat policeman was cursing and about to throw the stone away.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

Huh?

Why are there words on the papyrus paper?

He stopped moving and slowly opened the piece of papyrus, only to see a few lines of words crookedly written on it.

"The person we are looking for is in the mountains to the north of the town!"

The fat policeman took the piece of tissue paper and rushed out of the duty room and went to the street. He looked left and right, but he didn't find anyone.

"Who gave it to me?"

I called three times, but no one answered.

The fat policeman did not dare to neglect, quickly walked back to the town office, and knocked on the door of a room.

"Sir Wan, I have a report!"

The person who opened the door was an action member of the First Action Team. He was young but always mature and steady in his work. He was known as Lao Wan.

"What's going on?"

The fat policeman told the story of someone throwing stones wrapped in papyrus at him.

Lao Wan took the papyrus and looked at it carefully for a moment: "Where are the people?"

The fat policeman looked bitter. Naturally, he did not dare to say that he was sleeping when he was on duty just now. Instead, he said that when he turned around to pour water, someone threw a stone in.

Lao Wan looked at the red swelling on his forehead and didn't scratch it.

He is the person in charge left in the town by Ji Chenglin. Counting him, there are a total of ten action team members in the town, distributed throughout the town.

Now the whole town knows that they are looking for Mr. Su's murderer.

At this time, someone suddenly provided them with a clue, which cheered up Lao Wan. He stared at the fat policeman and asked: "What is the name of the mountain to the north of this town, and how far is it from here?"

"I should say Hutou Mountain, which is about three or four miles away from here. Although the mountain is not high, it is densely forested, so it is difficult to find Tibetans."

Lao Wan nodded. If it was easy to find, he wouldn't be a Japanese agent.

The workload of searching the mountain is not small. Even if the police and vigilante groups in the town are mobilized, it may not be enough. This matter has to be consulted with Ji Chenglin, and even requires the decision of Team Leader Fang.

Fang now quickly received Ji Chenglin's report. He immediately contacted the local garrison and dispatched a company of troops to cooperate with Lao Wan and others in searching the mountain.

Soon, the mountain-searching troops found traces of someone staying and camping in the dense forest, which greatly increased everyone's confidence.

The sudden Souyama caught Inaba Masao and the others off guard. Since the three of them were very familiar with the surrounding terrain and the story, they exchanged fire with Souyama's troops during the evacuation process.

Although the three Japanese agents were superb in marksmanship, all they used were pistols. They had no accuracy beyond fifty meters and were unable to fight back against the soldiers' spears.

While Pockmarked was in the city, his calf was hit by a bullet and he was unable to move normally, so he stayed behind to take cover.

However, he alone could not stop the pursuit of the pursuers. He was completely surrounded by the soldiers in less than ten minutes.

The action team members shouted to him to persuade him to surrender, but Pockmarked Face still resisted desperately. As a result, he was shot and killed mercilessly and his body was found on the spot.

Inaba Masao and Kuramoto were like bereaved dogs, running all over the mountains and plains to avoid their pursuers. Finally, they found a gap and got out of the encirclement.

The bullets were all fired, and the clothes on his body were scraped into strips by bushes and thorns. There were also many scars on his body, and he looked very embarrassed.

When he stopped to take a breath, Zang Ben took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Team leader, he must have been targeted when he went to the town to buy food. It's a shame that this guy is completely unknown."

Inaba Masao squinted his eyes and said nothing.

The pock-marked face was already shattered trying to cover the evacuation of the two of them, and it was pointless to hold him responsible at this time.

The teacher said that the hiding of the book was not done openly enough, because the pockmarked face was also their companion.

Now that Mazilian is dead, can all the responsibilities be put on a dead person?

Now is the time to employ people, so Inaba Masao can't say much.

Zangben asked again: "Team leader, what should we plan next?"

Inaba Masao was worried about this matter. It was no longer safe in the countryside, so he simply went back to the city.

Mr. Ishihara naturally has to report the situation.

If we go back in time, we can even catch up with Mr.

"Team leader, this is too dangerous! There must be Chinese spies everywhere on the way back to the city. Wouldn't it be a trap for us to go back now?"

Just as Zang Ben was worried, the temporary checkpoints on the road have not yet been removed. In addition, there are a large number of plainclothes agents hiding everywhere, and their identities will be exposed if they are not careful.

"Kuramoto-kun, your worries are not unreasonable, but we can't hide in the countryside all the time. Although the place is large, it is sparsely populated. We are not from here, and it is easy to attract the attention of others."

Kuramoto frowned. The team leader was right. The living habits of country people and city people are very different. It is difficult to master them in a short time and easy to be noticed by others.

Inaba Masao patted Kuramoto on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will bring you into the city safely."

Kuramoto looked embarrassed: "Team leader, that's not what I meant!"

What has happened? Isn't this a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

"Okay. Let's go and find some clothes first!"

Inaba Masao had no idea that due to a strange combination of circumstances, there would be a greater danger slowly approaching him ahead.
Chapter completed!