"I used to listen to my master in my hometown. During the Warring States period, there was a kind of person under the great name in the South who could cultivate ghost eyes and monster pupils. With this kind of martial arts, you can see scenes thousands of miles away, even if it is an ant. Nor can it escape their sight."
Zhang Yuan smiled, "That's clairvoyance. What your master said is an artificial satellite. How can there be such a person?"
Miko said stubbornly, "How can it be impossible? My master can't be wrong."
"Even if someone will, it's not me, and I'm not you Japanese. It's the first time I heard about the ghost eyes and monster pupils you said." Of course Zhang Yuan can't tell the truth to her, but Zhang Yuan really doesn't believe it. He absorbed ten thousand years of kilometers, that is, he saw about ten kilometers, thousands of miles away, how could it be possible.
"Don't try to lie to me." Miko chuckled slightly, and then asked: "Then what are you doing? Enjoy the street scene? And how would you know that my sister and I live in the sewer? Except for the ghost eyes and the evil pupils. , Is there a better explanation?"
Zhang Yuan put the last piece of meat buns into his mouth, and was really asked by her. He was a little worried that this woman would tell Baishi her suspicion. She was so loyal to her master, that would be even more troublesome. , Baishi will definitely transfer the hostages, and the search will be even more elusive.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan heard Miko say again: "But it seems that your ghost eyes and monster pupils have not been cultivated home, otherwise you just need to stay in the hotel, but I think your starting point is wrong, there is no target. Sex, you are like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Zhang Yuan blinked, and the fool also heard something in Mizi's words. Zhang Yuan blurted out and asked, "Do you know where the hostages are?"
"I don't know, I know I won't tell you." Miko shook her head and smiled.
"Then what are you talking about?" Zhang Yuan grabbed Meizi by the shoulder in a hurry.
"Oh, your hands are dirty." Miko broke away from Zhang Yuan's hand and said, "The sphere of influence of the Patriarch in Tokyo is Shibuya and Asakusa." After Miko finished speaking, she ran to the restaurant on the side of the street with a stick behind her back. The ponytail flicked back and forth.
Zhang Yuan patted his head, yes, such an important hostage, and the Yamaguchi group is not united, so Baishi has no reason to hide Jun Yan in the sphere of influence of others, in the place where his power is most concentrated, whether it is to mobilize human hands or It is much easier to support each other.
The reason Yin Shaojie was brought into a hotel casually was because Shibuya was Shiraishi's sphere of influence. Thinking about it, he was really obsessed and sent him to the door for arrest.
Compared with the two blocks of Shibuya and Asakusa, Asakusa is not far from the airport road, and it is only after passing the Asakusa Bridge, so Yaji may be hidden within the Asakusa area.
The determination of the search range made Zhang Yuan very happy, and he saw hope again, but he thought again in his heart: why Miko is willing to remind himself, is she tempted by her words, she is no longer heartfelt about Baishi, or Fall in love with yourself? It seems that beautiful men's tactics are really useful.
Afterwards, Zhang Yuan and other Meizi sisters drove directly back on the road after eating.
Asakusa is the busiest district with the longest history in Tokyo. After passing Asakusa Bridge, you can find that there are significantly fewer high-rise buildings. The buildings on the roadside are mainly Japanese traditional earth temples. After a short drive, you will come to the famous Sensoji Temple. .
At this moment, it was o'clock in the evening, the leisurely figures on the street were shaking, Sensoji Temple was still open, and the temple was brightly lit. There were many monks wearing hats and women wearing kimonos in and out.
"Oh, why did you come to the temple again? I beg God instead of asking yourself, if you really love that female organizer, you can give the money to our head of the house, really." Yumiko sneered, then curled up in the back seat and slept in Zhang yesterday. Yuan's room hadn't slept well, so she became sleepy not long after dark.
Zhang Yuan ignored her and got out of the car and stood in the crowd. Miko looked at her from a distance, then looked back at her sister, and then followed Zhang Yuan's footsteps.
"Why help me?" Zhang Yuan asked suddenly.
"I just think that woman shouldn't lose you." Miko replied. The yellow street lamp was shining on her forehead hair, and she felt golden. Then she looked up at Zhang Yuan and said: "I heard that you have a chance to get out, but you pick it up. After I got the call, I walked out without hesitation. I have no reason not to help a man like this."
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Actually, I am sure that Baishi will not kill me. Kill me and the matter will be exposed. His backstage will not spare him lightly."
"Then if you knew you were going to die, would you still come out?" Miko asked again.
Yuan still replied without hesitation, "She saved me and loved me desperately. If she is in danger because of me, I will never be able to face myself."
"I really envy her with such a loving and righteous man like you." Miko suddenly lowered her head, wondering if it was shy or frustrated.
But her pink-faced peach blossom then lifted it up again. It was picked up by Zhang Yuan’s fingers. Zhang Yuan looked into her eyes. The autumn water in her big eyes was bright and the halo was hazy, as if covered with a layer of veil, revealing a subtle veil. The red smooth face is even more lovely and attractive.
"Actually, you can also have it." Zhang Yuan slowly lowered his head.
From the gates of the gates of Sensoji Temple with golden light, a pair of exotic men and women huddled together. They hugged each other’s necks tightly, entangled their fiery lips, and gave a glimpse of Tokyo Bay. The night breeze blew, and the white cherry blossoms on the row of tall flowering trees beside them shook like a wind chime.
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21:15 Tokyo time, 80 kilometers off Tokyo Bay.
The sea was calm and calm, and there was no light, no boats, and there was a pitch black in the field of vision, and there was only the sound of the eternal tide in my ears.
400 meters below the surface of the water, a latest black-gray submarine is cruising quietly. The tail of the submarine is spinning at high speed like a huge fan engine. This is the latest stealth conventional power submarine with a thick anti-sonar covering the surface. The coating can completely absorb the sonar waves emitted by the submarine hunter, while the noise of a conventionally powered submarine is even weaker when cruising at low speeds. If this huge submarine turns off the engine, it will not make more sound than a shrimp, regardless of Stopped in any corner of the world, it is difficult for the other party to find out.
This was a top-secret mission, and received special instructions from a high-level military officer. In an independent cabin of the submarine, Qin Xiaogang was nervously playing with a spunlace, which was a sharp and slender dagger. Equipped in the Marine Corps, it is especially suitable for underwater combat.
Because he did not go to Japan with the elite group, he gave Qin Xiaogang the opportunity to do more exciting tasks. Last night, before he told his father who suddenly went home, Qin Dalong told him that the granddaughter of the third chief was missing. , And then Qin Xiaogang said about Zhang Yuan’s sleepy mobile phone quick reading:. So Qin Dalong decided to help Zhonghai Gang rescue Zhang Yuan, Yanjun and three other TV anchors, but of course it is not convenient for the military to come forward. These things are all It was some small actions, and then Qin Xiaogang took the initiative to ask Ying to perform this secret mission.
Qin Dalong agreed. Early this morning, Qin Xiaogang's navy aircraft boarded a frigate, and then changed to this submarine on the high seas. After several hours of sailing, he finally approached his destination Tokyo.
The door was pushed open, and Hu Songze, the submarine’s captain, walked in, "You have reached the predetermined goal, are you ready?" In fact, Hu Songze still feels uneasy. OK? The hair hasn't grown up yet.
"Ready." Qin Xiaogang neatly inserted the spunlace into the hook on the side of the calf.
Then Qin Xiaogang followed Captain Hu to the torpedo room, where a set of diving tools had already been lying quietly.
"Young man, that's great." Captain Hu patted Qin Xiaogang's shoulder in his wetsuit.
Qin Xiaogang also learned what Zhang Yuan did last time, and said coaxingly, "It's okay, I'm actually a gangster."
Unexpectedly, the effect was not good. Captain Hu was not shocked by his arrogance at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Well, I used to pretend to be the underworld when I went to perform secret missions. This is not the first time I did this. ."
"No, I am not pretending, I really am the underworld, I am the real underworld..."
"Okay, okay, the submarine is 50 meters from the sea, hurry up."
Speaking of Qin Xiaogang, he was pushed into the torpedo launch port.
"good luck."
"Hey, I'm really the underworld..."
What came out with Qin Xiaogang was an underwater propeller and a huge waterproof pocket. This is also the purpose of Qin Xiaogang’s top secret mission. To send weapons to the elite group, don’t worry about the weapons being too heavy. The waterproof pocket is buoyant. Yes, so Qin Xiaogang wearing a diving suit can easily put his pocket on the propeller, hold the propeller handle with both hands, and use the watch-type g navigator to approach a remote shore near Tokyo.
His pistols, bullets, grenades and all kinds of equipment should be complete, but there is no document. If he is caught, if he is dead, no country will recognize it. From the moment he leaves the submarine, he is a stateless killer. .
Of course, things are going smoothly. This route and the landing site were carefully selected by the old guys in the staff. The smuggling group can secretly transport people and goods, not to mention the military of a country using submarines to smuggle people. A dozen guns are just a piece of cake.
Half an hour later, Qin Xiaogang landed on a beach not far from downtown Tokyo.
As soon as he got ashore, Qin Xiaogang lay on the beach, dropped the oxygen cylinder and took a few breaths, and then found the phone number of Tong Miwei from the waterproof pocket, "Brother Wei, come pick me up... I'm in Tokyo, too."
Mi Wei was taken aback, "Why are you here, which airport?"
"Cut, do I still use it as a plane to come to Tokyo?" Qin Xiaogang said with disdain.
After a long while, Mi Wei said, "Did you have a dream?"