The First Volume The Hollow Spirit Chapter Thirty-Nine A Knife Behind Him

  All Japanese spies are open spies, and many active Japanese spies disguise themselves as Chinese by obtaining a Chinese household registration and a Chinese name. After so many years of war in the Central Plains, there are people who have abandoned their homes everywhere, and it is really easy to forge an identity. According to intelligence, there are special agents in Japan who can speak Chinese and live according to Chinese customs.

  The satin store in front of Wang Ya Zu is the best example. The satin stores that operate high-end silk in the concession area, the main source of customers are those wealthy foreign ladies. People who are not too rich will not enter this kind of satin store, let alone ordinary Chinese people living in the concession area. From the apprentices to the shopkeepers and finally to the boss's wife, everyone on the surface is a Chinese doing business in the concession area. But in fact, they are all Japanese spies using high-end silk business as an excuse to get close to foreign ladies in the concession area to gather intelligence. Women always have a lot to talk about, especially when it comes to the stunningly beautiful boss's wife who has an unparalleled understanding of Chinese silk.

  Everyone got off at the end of the road. It was lunchtime now, and the French soldiers had already finished their meal on the train - canned beef, bread, and cheese. At this hour, many people were eating, but after the restaurant there were no more customers. From outside to inside, Wang Ya-zu could see very clearly that there were no more customers inside. The waiter was cleaning up the silk that had been rummaged through.

  As soon as they got off the car, the translator quickly came to Wang Yaowu's side. Behind Wang Yaowu were twenty-five French soldiers, and two French drivers remained in the car. Looking at the luxurious silk villa in front of him, Wang Yaowu clearly felt the greed of the twenty-five French soldiers behind him. With a slight smile, Wang Yaowu ordered in French: "Go in, seal the door, catch people. Don't let one go, kill all who resist!"

  Wang Ya-zu's tone was icy, so cold that the translator beside him shivered. But the French soldiers behind Wang Ya-zu were extremely enthusiastic, and under his command, twenty French soldiers rushed into the front door of the silk store, while five others went around to the back door. A group of French soldiers, like wolves and tigers, burst into this seemingly respectable silk store. Nearby shopkeepers hastened to close their doors, and no one called the police station because they all saw clearly that those were foreign soldiers.

  "Gentlemen, gentlemen, foreign masters, what are you doing? This is a legitimate business, many foreign ladies come to our store to buy silk. Let's talk things over, let's talk things over." Seeing so many French soldiers with guns entering, the shopkeeper who was counting money hurried out to stop them. While speaking, he also looked for the translator next to Wang Yaowu and stretched out his hand to hand something to the translator.

  Three accomplices were all controlled, and five French soldiers were quickly closing the door of the store, completely sealing it off. Wang Ya-zu had figured out before taking action that everyone in the silk shop was a Japanese spy, and they were all real Japanese people. Such an important intelligence gathering point would not have outsiders appearing, and only spies from top to bottom would be safe.

  The shopkeeper's money had not yet been handed over to the translator when Wang Yaowu's hand reached for the shopkeeper's neck. The shopkeeper's body immediately reacted, but in order not to reveal his identity, he only moved slightly. Wang Yaowu, on the other hand, accelerated his speed and strength, slamming his fist into the shopkeeper's neck, knocking him to the ground, with his face directly hitting the floor. Then, Wang Yaowu added another kick, stepping directly on the shopkeeper's head, and fresh blood immediately flowed out from the ground.

  "Ah! What are you doing?!" Seeing the shopkeeper being beaten, three of the controlled partners immediately wanted to stand up and resist, but were beaten with rifle butts by French soldiers, who also kicked them in the stomach. At this time, a surprised cry came from the stairs on the second floor. A woman and a partner came down from upstairs. Wearing a cheongsam, only thirty years old, the mature and charming boss's wife finally appeared.

  "What's going on here? Gentlemen, what are you doing? If there's been a misunderstanding, everything can be discussed calmly over a cup of the finest coffee." To extract information from the French, the madam naturally had to speak French. The powerful foreigners in Shanghai didn't have many who were willing to speak Chinese. However, after the madam appeared, almost all the French soldiers' eyes widened, this madam was really attractive.

  Five French soldiers who came in through the back door pressed down a partner and arrived at the front desk. The five partners and the injured boss were all gathered together, and the boss's wife was still on the side constantly persuading the French soldiers in French. At this time, Wang Yaoyu was thinking about how to deal with this beautiful Japanese spy in his mind. No one noticed that the translator next to Wang Yaoyu was making eye contact with the five partners and the boss.

  The boss's wife has now attracted the attention of almost all French soldiers, and her voice is becoming more and more moving, occasionally revealing a glimpse of her thigh with her cheongsam. At this moment, five partners suddenly jumped up, ready to seize the gun, and the injured shopkeeper had not yet recovered. Then the people present heard two gunshots.

  Wang Ya-zu was the calmest one in the scene, although the boss's wife was beautiful, Wang Ya-zu knew her identity and had to be careful. However, Wang Ya-zu did not notice the timid Chinese translator next to him. Two guns, two lives, the partners who were preparing to resist died instantly, and the other three were entangled with three French soldiers. The other French soldiers rushed to help their companions who were being entangled. After nine gunshots, the three partners and the shopkeeper were all dead. Wang Ya-zu was very helpless about this, these French soldiers killed four people and fired nine shots, which was really stupid.

  "Alright, beautiful madam, you're Japanese, a successful Japanese female spy. No need to play the act anymore. Everyone in this silk warehouse is going to die today as revenge for killing a French soldier by you Japanese spies! This woman is yours now, be careful not to let her commit suicide, we have plenty of time, and those who are done playing will clean up the goods and silks."

  Wang Yaoyu spoke French quickly, and the boss hadn't figured it out yet when he was caught by a group of French soldiers who had turned into beasts. After controlling his limbs, the French soldiers were not stupid at least, they knew how to use their hands to cover his mouth, and even used their hands to stir up a mess inside, fearing that there might be some poison in his mouth. Indeed, there was a case where spies hid poison sacs in their teeth, but that was only prepared for special operations. Which spy would put poison in their teeth every day? If it accidentally broke, that would be a tragedy.

  After it was determined that the teeth were not poisonous, the French soldier who had become a beast of course started tearing clothes. There were too many people and those in a hurry were numerous, if the clothes couldn't be taken off they would be torn. A group of people carried him to the house at the front of the camp, which was where the partners rested, inside there were beds.

  Going forward, Wang Ya Zu also heard the cheers of French soldiers and not a single scream from Japanese female spies, presumably because their mouths were gagged. However, all this had nothing to do with Wang Ya Zu for the time being, as he was climbing up the stairs. Since this operation was carried out by the French, Wang Ya Zu couldn't interrogate anyone, so if he wanted more information, he would have to go find it himself while the French soldiers were indulging in their lust. What surprised Wang Ya Zu a bit was that the translator followed him upstairs; but thinking about it, it made sense - how could a Chinese translator possibly get an opportunity to join the French in having fun with such beautiful Japanese women?

  The second floor must have information, and at this time it should be empty. But Wang Yaowu was still relatively cautious, smelling the fragrance he entered the landlady's room. The room of a beautiful woman always has a fragrance, here Wang Yaowu judged that there should be the intelligence he wanted to find. In two or three steps, Wang Yaowu arrived in front of the dresser and began searching. At this time, the translator beside Wang Yaowu had also secretly pulled out the dagger from his body.

  Wang Yaoyu was looking for a small notebook. Since he was a spy, he must have written down his intelligence network and kept it in a safe place. However, after searching through all the drawers of the dresser, he still couldn't find what he was looking for. Wang Yaoyu even carefully examined the mirror on the dresser to see if anything was hidden in the gaps between the glass.

  The search had not yet begun, for Wang Ya-zu was still on his guard. Since the dresser did not contain what he wanted, Wang Ya-zu went to search under the bed. Some people have a habit of putting important things under their beds, and only then can they ensure the safety of their valuables when they sleep. It would be easy to install a hidden compartment in the big bed as well. With twenty-five French soldiers playing with a beautiful Japanese woman, Wang Ya-zu still had plenty of time to conduct his search.

  Just as Wang Yaowu was walking towards the bed, the translator behind him finally made his move. But just as the dagger was raised high, when Wang Yaowu passed by the wardrobe, the door of the wardrobe suddenly opened, and a hidden killer jumped out from inside, holding a Japanese short sword in both hands. It was only then that Wang Yaowu turned around, but it was already a bit too late. Smokeless Sound Volume 1 Empty Spirit Chapter 39 The Knife Behind