Then he got up, tore off the translated telegram code from the table, lit it with a match, and watched it burn out completely.
Just then, a knocking sound came from the outer gate. Shimazu Hiroshi was somewhat surprised; this house was newly occupied, so who would come knocking?
He pushed open the door, slowly walked to the courtyard, his right hand discreetly resting on his waist, and asked in a natural tone, "Who is it?"
"Teacher Xie, it's me, Zhang Quan!" came the voice of Zhang Quan, a colleague, from outside the courtyard gate.
Upon hearing the voice of Zhang Quan, a colleague from school, Shimazu Hiroshi relaxed his guard.
He stepped forward, opened the door, and asked, "Is this Teacher Zhang? Is there anything I can help you with?"
As he opened the courtyard gate, his colleague Zhang Quan was standing outside.
Zhang Quan smiled and said, "Teacher Xie, a few of my colleagues and I booked a table at a restaurant at the street corner ahead to welcome you. They've already gone, so they asked me to come and invite you. You must do me the honor of joining us!"
Upon hearing this, Shimazu Hiroshi completely relaxed his guard and said with a smile, "You're all too kind. Didn't I say I'd treat you? How could I let you spend the money?"
Zhang Quan was nervous inside, but he urged warmly, "Why are you being so polite, we're all colleagues! Let's go, we've been waiting for you." After saying that, he took two steps outside, turned back, and made a gesture of invitation.
Shimazu Hiroshi felt it was difficult to refuse such hospitality, so he did not decline. He walked out of the courtyard gate, and was about to turn back to lock it.
Suddenly, several figures pounced on him, tightly surrounding him from all sides. His arms were the first to be firmly controlled, and his wrists were tightly bound, rendering him unable to move!
Shimazu Hiroshi instinctively twisted his body and tried to break free, but at the same time, a strong arm gripped his head and neck. The force was so great that it almost broke his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe, and he immediately suffocated.
At the same time, a heavy blow struck his lower abdomen, making him feel as if his insides were churning. The violent blow caused his body to arch.
The four team members simultaneously exerted force to slam him to the ground, pinning him down so he couldn't move!
The entire arrest process was swift and decisive, giving Shimazu Hiroshi no chance to struggle.
Wei Liangbi and Ning Zhiheng, who were observing from the shadows, were overjoyed to see that the arrest operation was a great success. They quickly led the others to rush over, and together they pinned Shimazu Hiroshi down.
Seeing the operation succeed, Zhang Quan, who was standing just a few feet away, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was relieved that the mission was accomplished and he wouldn't have to be arrested and imprisoned by these vicious thugs.
Suffocating and unable to speak, Shimazu Hiroshi was stunned by this sudden turn of events, his mind filled with dread! He couldn't understand where he had slipped up and revealed his identity, allowing the enemy to find him so quickly.
Sun Jiacheng stripped off his upper clothes and searched him carefully. Sure enough, he found a small, sharp dagger hidden in his lower back.
He handed the clothes and dagger to Ning Zhiheng, who examined them carefully. Sure enough, he found that the collar of the inner shirt was quite thick. He carefully used the dagger to pry open the collar and found some white powder.
This must be potassium cyanide, the fastest-acting poison of our time. It is extremely toxic; a tiny amount, even as small as a fingernail, can kill a person within seconds. It is known as the lightning poison.
In a critical moment, as long as you bite through the collar with your teeth, the saliva will soak into the powder, and you can kill the person in a very short time, before they can even react!
Wei Liangbi looked at the potassium cyanide powder stuck to the dagger in Ning Zhiheng's hand and said, "See? These Japanese spies are vicious and ruthless. When dealing with them, you must be extra careful and cautious, and you can't be careless in the slightest!"
Ning Zhiheng nodded, still feeling a lingering fear.
Next, Wei Liangbi and Ning Zhiheng led their team to conduct a thorough search of Shimazu Hiroshi's entire residence. They quickly found a brand-new, exquisitely crafted pistol behind his bedside table.
"This is a Nambu automatic pistol, a special pistol used by Japanese special agents. It is very compact, only 11.3 centimeters long, and has a large magazine capacity of 16 rounds. I once captured one, but later gave it to a friend. I didn't expect to capture another one today!" Wei Liangbi took the Nambu pistol, examined it carefully, and liked it very much.
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