Chapter 199 Assassin

The moonlight shone on the snow outside Anzhou, and Kamui was dragging his heavy footsteps and staggering in the snow. Behind him were a line of bloody footprints.

He knew that the footprints would expose his whereabouts, but he did not have the strength to erase the footprints behind him, and at the same time, he could not control the blood from his thighs.

North Korea's winter night was so cold that it was breathless. The wound on his thigh was more like a door. The cold air poured into his body unscrupulously through the wound.

His body is solidifying, and the blood in his body seems to have frozen into ice.

not far behind him, several dark shadows chased after them, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

There is a Korean curse behind him. Kamui is not unfamiliar with such a curse. After coming to North Korea with the army, he has heard this kind of curse in many places. When North Koreans curse, they never face the Japanese. However, Kamui knows that in their hearts, the object of curses is Those Japanese soldiers who came across the sea.

This evening, Tsuaki Kamei heard for the first time a North Korean cursed unscrupulously at a Japanese. These North Koreans are no longer hiding. They want to kill him!

The curse was getting closer and closer, and Tsumei Kamei heard the sound of metal impact, which was the sound of a rifle.

Those North Koreans have guns in their hands! Just now, Tsuaki Kamei was shot, and the bullet didn't hit him.

At the moment of being shot, Kamei felt very lucky. However, now he feels very unfortunate!

If the bullet hits his heart directly, he can save this difficult escape, which is painful, especially in the winter night of North Korea, which is like going to hell.

Kamei Ziming touched the dog's leather bag around his waist. The bag was bulging and he exhaled - the contents were not lost.

There is his beloved camera and a roll of photos.

As a photojournalist, the camera is his life, and photos are his children.

Since these two things are both, Kamei should continue to run, although his physical strength has reached its limit.

Zui looked around. Far away, a light swayed in the cold wind. Next to him was an old pine full of snowflakes. Kamui took off the dog's leather bag, dug out the snow of the old pine, and buried the dog's leather bag in the snow. Then, walk to the light.

Now, he is not running for his life, but using his last strength to attract the North Koreans who are chasing him away.

What is more important than his life is the photo in the dog's leather bag. He doesn't want these photos to fall into the hands of North Koreans, and of course, he doesn't want them to fall into the hands of Japanese, Chinese, Westerners, or anyone else.

Kamei Tsumei defends these photos with his life, but he doesn't want anyone to see them!

Zuaki Kamei finally walked under the lamp, which was a red lantern with four Chinese characters "Futong Inn" written on it.

There was another gunshot behind him, and Kamei was black in front of him and fell into the snow.

......

Liu Yingshu served Zhou Charter and dressed. Zhou Charter hurried downstairs. The living room was brightly lit. Han Lingjun had already waited there. He had already waited around the inn in plain clothes. Hearing the sound of gunfire, he immediately ordered his men to escort the inn. He quickly entered the inn and was relieved to see Zhou Charter safe and sound.

Yao Xi, Guo Erhuang and Zhao Zhenglun also went downstairs.

"What happened?" Zhou Charter asked.

"It's not very clear yet." Han Lingzhun said, "We found a man at the door of the inn who was shot twice." With Zhou Charter for such a long time, Han Lingzhun speaks Chinese more and more fluently.

Yao Xi scolded, "Damn, is he going to assassinate the eldest brother?"

Han Lingzhun shook his head: "I don't think so. This man has no weapons. Someone is chasing him. My man found a lot of footprints more than 50 meters away from the inn, about seven or eight people. I guessed that those people came for him.

"Where are the people?" Zhou Charter asked.

"In the guest room downstairs, this man is seriously injured and unconscious. I found a man and was treating him." Han Lingzhun said.

Zhou Charter nodded: "Go and have a look."

Han Lingzhun took the crowd to a guest room. The decoration of the guest room was extremely simple. There was only one kang. A North Korean man sat by the kang and saw Zhou Charter and others come in. He hurriedly stood up and saluted Zhou Charter.

Zhou Charter waved his hand and came to the kang. He saw a man in his thirties lying on the kang, with his head closed, his eyes, thick eyebrows, a national face,** on his chest, wrapped in bandages, and the bandages full of blood. There was a pair of leather boots and a fur hunting suit beside the kang, which was obviously taken off from the man.

Zhou Charter picked up his leather boots, with a small trademark on the inside, which is the Japanese "Sanhe Clothing".

"He is Japanese." Zhou Charter said.

"Japanese!" Yao Xi shouted, "That's bullshit. Throw it out and feed the dog!"

Zhou Charter stared at Yao Xi and said to Lang Zhongshi, "In the middle of the night, Mr. Lao, how is this person's injury?"

Lang Zhong is a little old man with a snow-white goatee and said, "His injury is not too serious. He has bullets on his leg and back, but there is no serious injury. The problem is that in the eyes of the villain, this person must have gone through a long journey, suffered serious consumption, frostbite, and extremely weak. I'm afraid he can't do it if he changes others. The little man can only bandage his wound first and take some herbs to replenish blood and lift his vitality. Whether he can save it or not depends on his own life.

Zhou Charter nodded and said to Han Lingjun, "The gunshot wound on this man's body should be caused by a musket. If other rifles are replaced, the shot behind him will be enough to kill him. Your subordinates are equipped with fire rope guns. Are the people who chased him your subordinates?

Han Lingzhun shook his head: "I also thought of this. I have just ordered someone to investigate it, and my subordinates did not chase and kill this Japanese. It should have been done by someone else, but it is certain that the person who chased him was a North Korean. After hearing the sound of gunfire, I immediately rushed to the place where the gun was fired. Those people ran fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye, but I vaguely heard them say a few words of North Korea.

"What did they say?"

"It seems to be Lingshan Temple."

"Lingshan Temple!" Zhou Charter was shocked. Cui Daoyi, the host of Xuanwuguan, once said that Master Kongming, the hostess of Lingshan Temple, had pretended to be a layman and had been to Pyongyang, and was likely to have participated in the assassination of Jin Hongji.

And this group of Koreans chasing the Japanese tonight is also related to Lingshan Temple.

Lingshan Temple is located in the three peaks on the northwest border of North Korea, very close to Russia.

Is it that Lingshan Temple is a stronghold of the North Korean underground resistance organization, and Master Kongming is the leader of this organization?

With Master Kongming, there is also a woman who looks similar to Jin Shu!

However, it is strange that these resisters seem to distance themselves from Zhang Jun intentionally or unintentionally.

They are obviously unwilling to deal with Zhang Jun.

Zhou Charter suddenly remembered that the Japanese probably did not be killed by the group of North Korea because of him.

Because the Japanese fell at the door of the Futong Inn, those North Koreans were afraid of alarming the people in the inn and had to give up the pursuit.

Do they already know that Zhou Charter, the commander of Zhang Jun, lives in this inn?

Zhou Charter said to Lang Zhong, "Please take extra effort to save him. Han Lingzhun, prepare 300 taels of silver for this gentleman."

300 taels of silver is a huge sum of money! Lang Zhong hurriedly said, "The villain must do his best, but he doesn't need so much money."

Zhou Charter laughed and said, "Don't worry, sir. If you really can't save him, I won't blame you. Please accept these 300 taels of silver anyway."

After Zhou Charter finished speaking, he went out of the guest room and came to the living room. Everyone followed him.

Yao Xi looked an in anger: "Brother, you are the same. It's 300 taels of silver to heal a Japanese soldier. How many of our brothers have these Japanese soldiers killed!"

"He is not a Japanese soldier." Zhou Charter said, "There is no age on his fingers, and he hasn't even touched the gun."

"Not a Japanese soldier? So what does he do? Businessman?" Han Lingjun asked. There are indeed many Japanese businessmen in North Korea, but after the outbreak of the war, Japanese businessmen disappeared.

"I don't look like a businessman." Zhou Charter shook his head: "It looks like a scholar. When he wakes up, let's cross-examine him carefully. Now everyone has their own rest and have to go early tomorrow morning.

Han Lingzhun led his troops to maintain police equipment around the inn, and the rest of the people returned to their rooms.

Zhou Charter returned to the room, and Liu Yingshu had already waited at the door. When she saw Zhou Charter come back, she didn't say much. She waited for Zhou Charter to change clothes and go to bed. Zhou Charter's child had been thrown to Liu Yingshu, but she did not excuse it. The two went to bed and were speechless all night.

Early the next morning, everyone got up. Zhou Charter first went to the guest room downstairs to see the Japanese.

Han Lingzhun had put 300 taels of silver on the kang. Encouraged by the silver, Lang Zhong did not close his eyes all night. He pricked the needle and moxibustion. He was so busy that he was sweating profusely. He just closed his eyes and leaned on the kang. Seeing Zhou Charter come in, he hurriedly stood up.

"How's it going?" Zhou Charter asked.

"The villain has been busy all night. Now it seems that this person's pulse can be felt. There is no worry about life for the time being. I'm afraid it will take three or five days to wake up."

"It's hard again." Zhou Charter turned around and out of the guest room.

In the living room, when they saw Zhou Charter come out, they said they all the way. Zhou Charter waved their hands, everyone sat down, the clerk put breakfast, and everyone said while eating.

Liu Yingshu naturally sat next to Zhou Charter.

Yao Xisheng took a bowl of porridge and brought it to Zhou Charter, but saw Liu Yingshu frowning and shouted, "Naturally, the young master's diet is taken care of by my concubine. You are a pickle, sit down."

Yao Xi said angrily, "Good job, Liu Yingshu..."