"Hello!"

Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? ...

When the sound of Dragon Boat Festival appeared in Kitahara Hiroyo's ears, Kitahara Hiroyo's brain buzzed, as if he heard countless echoes.

Hello, this sentence makes him feel exhausted than picking up the phone and cursing directly.

The other party is Chinese and speaks Chinese.

Of course, if it was a traitor, he would not be so nervous. Because the first sentence of the traitor's call should be: Lord Kitahara or Datahara Kitahara.

But the other party just said with a smile: Hello.

Kitahara Hirohiro was facing a great enemy and asked back with a little nervousness: "Who are you?"

The Dragon Boat Festival sounded again on the other side of the phone: "Chinese, Humph, Mr. Kitahara, guess where did I call you?"

Kitahara Hirohiro frowned and was about to roar in anger, but suddenly remembered his character of being calm in the face of change.

So he tried hard to calm down, and then said, "What do you call me sir? Where did you call me?"

Kitahara Hiroyuki felt that his tone of speaking was sluggish at this time, but it didn't matter. As long as he knew who the other party was, where he was now.

But at this time, the Dragon Boat Festival was not in a hurry. He was describing Kitahara Hirohito's office in words, the Japanese military police.

While sitting on the table, Dragon Boat Festival said, "I am sitting on a large desk now.

This table seems to be a little old, the brown surface has been polished smoothly and the wood grain can be seen.

But the table is quite acquainted, and I sat on it in a steady state.

There are also some files and folders on it, which I don’t know even if I know Japanese characters.

In this corner, there is an iron filing cabinet with a green patent leather on the surface, just like your Mr. Kitahara's head."

"Baga!"

Kitahara Hirohiro was slightly angry because you could scold his parents, but you couldn't say that he had green on his head.

But at this time, Dragon Boat Festival still described it indifferently: "The iron door as green as your head is locked. I will look for the key to see if it can be opened.

There is also the chair in this office that is a Grand Master chair. Don’t say that this chair is really good, it looks like a mahogany.

Also, look at the tea cup on the tea machine over there, which is a good thing. The white cup is painted with blue flower patterns. It looks like blue and white porcelain.

But you Japanese are so unhappy with things, and the tea stains on the good tea cups are covered with tea stains.

By the way, there are military maps and photos on this wall. The paper has turned yellow and the corners are a little curled. However, the marked on this map is very clear. You said that Beiyuan, is it really good to just hang this map in the office like this?

I have seen this all. Oh, there are so many goals, I don’t know which one to choose next.”

Kitahara Hirohiro's mind was running rapidly at this time. He was thinking about where the other party was based on the description of Dragon Boat Festival.

There are not many places where there are telephones in Lushunkou. Apart from the Japanese, there are also people in the homes of traitors, who are well-known in Lushunkou very early.

But this must not be an ordinary residence, because the other party mentioned the desk and military map.

Apart from his command center, there is only one place with a military map, that is, the military police.

Kitahara Hiroyuki was shocked and said, "Are you in the gendarmerie?"

Dragon Boat Festival said happily: "They all said that Mr. Kitanohara is a smart person, and now it seems that the rumors are true. I guessed it once."

Kitahara Hirohiro said angrily: "Baga, where did the imperial army of the military police go? How could you make a phone call in the office?"

If there is a smartphone at this time, Dragon Boat Festival will definitely take a photo of the body of the Japanese officer for Kitahara Hiroxing. It would be better if the Japanese were so angry that they hit him head-on.

So the Dragon Boat Festival said: "There are thirty-three Japanese devils in total, all of them are dead. Mr. Kitahara, come and collect the corpses quickly!"

Speaking of this, Dragon Boat Festival wanted to hang up the phone, but at this moment, Ma Ping'an walked in from outside the office and said worriedly: "Brother Ye, I heard the gunshots, are you okay?"

Dragon Boat Festival didn't say anything, but pointed to the phone.

Ma Ping'an immediately understood.

At this time, the Dragon Boat Festival said: "I fired a gun on purpose, thinking about tricking a few Japanese into coming and killing them. But it's a pity that there are no Japanese in this city? Forget it, Lao Pan, go and pry open the iron box and see what's inside."

Ma Ping'an quickly echoed: "This Japanese sword has a good knife, so just use this?"

Dragon Boat Festival said: "The Japanese sword is too crisp, so let's use a gun."

As he said that, Dragon Boat Festival put the phone next to the gun, he fired two shots. Hirohiro Kitahara, who was concentrating on listening to Dragon Boat Festival and Ma Ping'an, was buzzing his ears.

Kitahara Hiroyuki threw away the phone in his hand and clenched his ears with his little fingers. He said angrily: "Baga, this must be an inappropriate Chinese. I lied to listen to the phone and he shot."

At this time, is Kitahara Hiroki angry?

He was indeed a little angry. But at the same time, he felt excited from the other person's words.

The other party was not Ma Sanpao or Long Qianyan, but a madman who was almost the same as him.

His way of thinking is the way of thinking of a madman. And the other person is the same.

Facing such an opponent, Kitahara Hiroyuki found it more challenging.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone again, but there was no sound.

Kitahara Hiroyuki murmured, "The other party should have left, right? Should I send someone back and have a look? No, the other party must have left. He just called me to know that he is in the military police."

Thinking of this, Kitahara Hiroyuki paced back and forth in his office with his hands behind his back, thinking about the other party’s next plan.

But suddenly, he was stunned: "Who is this person? Why haven't I heard of it before? I just heard someone call him Brother Ye. Baga, where did the surname Ye come from? The one with the surname Ye is so powerful?"

Kitahara Hirohito was puzzled, but in the end he decided to respond to changes with the same change.

The other party obviously wanted to anger him and make him lose his mind.

He was not fooled, nor did he transfer the military police troops back to clean up the mess.

The military police team has all died. Why are you in a hurry to collect the corpse when you go back?

As for whether there are important military secrets in the military police?

The exact answer is that there is no. There are only some interrogation records of prisoners. There is nothing that falls into the hands of the enemy. After all, all the prisoners of the military police have long been killed by him.

Kitahara Hirosho is a madman with iron-blooded means. He has always only one word for anti-Japanese elements, that is, killing.

Of course, except for some traitors who defected to him, although their final fate was also dead, at least he would keep them alive before he could use them.

So the military police have nothing to lose, so why did he still draw people back to collect the body?
Chapter completed!