As night fell, Mr. Gong made a cup of tea and drank a few sips.

I spent the whole day at Jing'an Temple today. It was really nice and eye-opening.

Mr. Gong picked up a half-read book.

This is a book written by the British, and it talks about national political and economic relations.

Mr. Gong is particularly interested in this kind of books.

Once it's drilled in, it can't be pulled out.

When I finally remembered the time, I found that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

He put down the book and stretched.

It's time to sleep.

After washing up, Mr. Gong walked into the bedroom.

It's ten fifteen at night.

The night in Shanghai is quiet and peaceful.

It's as if there has never been a war here...

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Tahara Kouta looked at the time.

10:15 pm.

The lights in the house opposite were finally turned off.

He looked around and found nothing unusual.

It's now!

Kill Mr. Gong!

He checked the pistol again to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, and then quickly walked towards the opposite side.

The old-fashioned door is closed from the inside with a bolt.

This kind of door is very easy to pry open with a knife as long as there is nothing pressing it inside.

Mr. Gong obviously did not hold the door open.

In order to find Mr. Gong's whereabouts, Tahara Kouta has been disguising himself as a beggar these days and observing at Jing'an Temple.

Hard work paid off, and Mr. Gong's traces were finally discovered by him.

Tahara Kouta carefully pried open the door, making sure not to disturb the people inside.

He slipped in quietly, not daring to make a sound.

The room was very quiet.

He slowly walked towards the bedroom.

The gun was held tightly in his hand.

He adjusted his mood and kicked open the bedroom door.

He rushed in and fired three shots at the bed "bang bang bang".

There was no movement under the quilt.

Tahara Kouta lifted the quilt.

It’s over, I’ve been fooled!

There is no one under the quilt!

Another secret door in the bedroom opened, and four people rushed out in an instant.

Four guns were pointed at him!

At the same moment, the door was knocked open and four more people rushed in.

be cheated!

He was thrown into a desperate situation.

Mr. Gong slowly walked in accompanied by Meng Shaoyuan.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move." A secret agent yelled at Kota Tahara to put down his gun.

However, Tahara Kouta still held his weapon tightly.

"If you lose, you lose."

Mr. Gong smiled: "I came here and there is a door to leave. This trap was originally prepared for you."

"Very clever."

It can be seen that Tahara Kota is not reconciled: "When did you start preparing?"

Mr. Gong did not hide anything: "Before I prepared to leave Hong Kong, I deliberately left three places I planned to go to. You already knew this before coming to Shanghai."

The flesh on Tahara Kouta's face twitched.

In Meng Shaoyuan's eyes, such an expression appeared in this situation, which was a sign of despair.

"I lost." Tahara Kota sighed: "We have been fighting for so many years, and I lost."

Then, the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.

A desperate smile.

Meng Shaoyuan knew that Tahara Kouta had reached this point and was completely desperate.

Tahara Kouta took a deep breath: "But no matter what, I am a subject of His Majesty the Emperor. I am the strongest agent in Japan. I will never allow myself to become a prisoner!"

If a person wants to commit suicide, no one can stop him.

Kota Tahara ended his life with a bullet.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Meng Shaoyuan noticed an obvious hesitation.

Scared.

A brave person will hesitate for a moment before committing suicide.

Just die.

Kota Tahara, known as "Japan's most powerful agent", was killed just like that.

The process is very easy.

No difficulty at all.

Any action will become much easier to implement if it is carefully planned in advance.

"Operation Knife" was a great success.

The actual commander of this operation was Mr. Gong.

Now, Meng Shaoyuan knew why Dai Li trusted Mr. Gong so much.

He has been carefully designing this situation since he was in Hong Kong.

This was also the first cooperation between the three giants of military control in Shanghai, and it ended perfectly.

With a sound plan, adequate preparation, and dedicated writing, nothing is impossible.

"He is still dead after all, we have been fighting for so many years." Mr. Gong said with a bit of regret: "Let's bury him properly."

Meng Shaoyuan can completely understand this feeling.

Two mortal enemies who have been fighting for many years will always have some sympathy for each other.

"Director Meng, I have two things I want to trouble you to do."

"Please give me your instructions."

Mr. Gong thought for a moment:

"The first thing is to find Tahara Kota's residence in Shanghai, seal it immediately, and notify me as soon as possible. No one is allowed to touch the things inside except me."

"yes."

Meng Shaoyuan immediately agreed.

Tahara Kouta will carry some information with him, and some of it may be top secret. Of course, the fewer people who know, the better.

"The second thing is, please book a table of wine for me at the International Hotel at noon tomorrow. I said once Tahara Koten is dealt with, I will treat everyone to a drink."

"Okay, Mr. Gong."

"By the way, the food is simpler, but I don't have that much money."

"Mr. Gong, I paid for it for you."

"Director Meng, no need." Mr. Gong smiled faintly: "I have told you many times that public is public and private is private. Public and private should be distinguished. If I am treating you personally, it is better for me to pay for it myself."
To be continued...