On the eve of Pearl Harbor, the Japanese military attache in Washington suddenly fell ill and died a few days later. Tokyo rushed to Washington to take over the post of military attache.

In fact, Tokyo is doing this because Pearl Harbor is being planned: one of the planners of this plan is Jing Daole Fujino. Therefore, although the northeast was also a place of employment at that time, they transferred Fujino. Fujino has a hobby, that is, he likes to wear the yellow robes of Chinese emperors and go to the Golden Temple in the middle of the night. Of course, the so-called golden palace is a big wooden chair in his bedroom as a dragon chair. This hobby started when he set foot on the land of China and happened to see a player playing the emperor on the stage. However, he doesn't want others to know that he has this hobby, so others can't know what psychology he is doing. Therefore, Fujino boarded the ship from Dalian, not only with the necessary documents and weapons, but also with a big box containing some imitation yellow robes.

After Fujino came to Washington, he began intense espionage. Even so, every night, Fujino will still wear a yellow robe after taking a shower and become the "emperor." Later, it became his tool to relieve stress, just like smoking addiction. Every day, he wears a yellow robe for a while and feels uncomfortable all over.

On this day, Fujino was going to new york on business and brought his yellow robe box with him. Who knows, I got off the train in new york and found the box missing. He guessed that American agents should have done it while he was taking a nap. To this end, after the matter was done, he rushed back to Washington's residence and asked his Yamamoto to find a tailor from China.

Yamamoto looked at Fujino puzzled and asked tentatively, "China tailor?" Fujino nodded. Yamamoto asked again, "Do what?" Fujino doesn't want others to know his hobbies, and he is afraid of being called a pervert. He just said he wanted to make some clothes and dress up in disguise. Yamamoto said, "It's easy. I'll measure your clothes and go out to buy a batch. Because of your special status, you can't let a tailor from China make clothes for the military attache. "

Fujino thinks so too. The Sino-Japanese War made the two countries enemies. If I find a tailor who happens to be an enemy of Japan, I will die with a wave of my scissors. Because of the tailor-made, the two should be in close contact.

Fujino looked at Yamamoto's seriousness and could not say anything. He had to say, "Well, it suddenly occurred to me. However, I still have a lot of clothes now, and I will talk about it later. " Yamamoto promised to go out.

For the next few nights, Fujino was on pins and needles. He can't sleep well without his yellow robe. Helpless, he had to sneak out and go to the street to see if there was a suitable tailor. After several trips in China Street, I finally found something. Because he saw a sign: a tailor cuts strange clothes with two fingers without a knife. There is also a hand painted on the sign, and the index finger and middle finger are scissors-shaped.

Fujino was curious and walked in. He was received by a young man, who said that his master was busy inside, so tell him if there is anything. Fujino pointed to the sign outside and asked in Chinese, "What does the sign outside mean?" The young man said, "It's just a signboard, nothing else." "I mean, does your master really not use scissors?" "Yes, only two fingers-unique skills. Master doesn't even teach me. " The young man said, his face brimming with pride.

Fujino didn't believe it. He wanted to see it with his own eyes and said that if he really had this stunt, he would ask his master to make some clothes at a high price. The young man said awkwardly, "Sir, aren't you embarrassing me?" My master won't even let me see his works. If you want to make clothes, I'll measure you. You can choose your own cloth and come and get it in a week. "Fujino snorted, dismissively said," I think it is false. What two-finger tailoring, pure nonsense, is it interesting to engage in such gimmicks? " The young man flushed and was about to refute when the door curtain rang and an old man came out of the inner room. The young man quickly said, "Master, this man ..." The old man raised his hand to signal the young man to shut up and said, "Sir, I want to know what it takes for you to invite me to your home?" Fujino said, "Then I want to see what you have first." Old Hamanha smiled and said, "You are an old man. Dare to do opportunistic things when you first come here? "? But to be honest, business is bad these days, and I don't care whether you believe it or not. I want to eat, too Well, I'll show you one now. "Say that finish, the old man pointed back and made an invitation gesture. Fujino just wanted to step into the house, but suddenly stopped. The sensitivity of his profession made him feel that there was something fishy in it. He pointed to the counter and said, "Let's perform here." The old man paused, nodded, walked slowly to the counter, shook a piece of cloth, spread it on the counter, and cut it in half with two fingers under Fujino's nose.

"good!" Fujino couldn't help cheering loudly.

The old man put away the cloth and looked at Fujino haughtily. Fujino said, "Kung Fu is really good." The old man said, "I can't serve you without money!" " "Fujino said," the price is up to you. "

It is not easy to make a dress.

A few days later, the old man came to the military attache as promised to be a tailor for Fujino. Although Yamamoto was puzzled, he led the old man to Fujino's office after the inspection. Fujino was very happy and ordered that no one should enter the house without his order.

The old man put the cloth on the table and motioned Fujino to measure it. Fujino said there was no hurry, but he took a picture book to the old man. Seeing that the album was full of singers, the old man smiled and said, "I'm just a tailor and can't sing opera." Fujino said, "I can't sing opera, and I don't need you to sing opera. I just want to know, can you make such a costume? " The old man asked, "Do you want to form a troupe to sing?" Fujino said, "All you have to do is answer yes orno." The old man asked, "What's the trouble?" Fujino said: "Good! These are the clothes worn by Emperor China. Please make me one. If you do well, you will have a return. " Hearing this, the old man smiled: "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have to come. Bring it when you are ready. " Fujino said, "No, just do it here. I don't want a third person to know that I do these things. " As he spoke, he stared. "Do you understand what I said?" The old man quickly said, "I see! However, these clothes are fancy and I don't have enough cloth. " Fujino said: "It's easy, just let my people move all the fabrics you need." Say that finish, a button on the wall, yamamoto pushed the door and came in.

"What are your orders?"

"You take people to the' two-finger tailor shop' and bring all the fabrics you need." After that, Fujino turned to the old man and said, "Write down the list."

The old man promised, looked at the picture album and began to write. I don't know if I don't write, but there are more than 30 kinds when I write.

Yamamoto took a look. He approached Fujino and whispered, "I don't think this is right." More than 30 kinds of fabrics are transported into the military attache's office, which is bound to attract the attention of American agents. If they strengthen their supervision and investigation on us, our plan may be affected. Please think twice. Besides, what kind of clothes are you going to make, using so much cloth? "

Yamamoto's words awakened Fujino's "yellow robe" dream. Yes, although I can't sleep without these things, if this affects the whole plan, my head will be dedicated to the emperor.

Reasoning, Fujino suddenly lost his mind and had to let Yamamoto go out first.

The old man asked, "Why don't you go to my shop to do it?"

"no!" Fujino said categorically.

After several rounds in the house, Fujino suddenly became cheerful and said to the old man, "Go back first and wait for my notice." The old man had to pick up the cloth and walk out of the military attache.

A few days later, Yamamoto drove to the cloth shop and told his men to carry the cloth to the car as the old man said. Finally, the cloth was finished, and Yamamoto pointed to the old man: "You, get on the bus!" " "The old man didn't dare to neglect, so he got into the car. The car drove away from the alley. Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of an old house. Yamamoto ordered his men to transport the cloth to the yard, and then he took the old man in. When the old man saw it, it was an old yard that had been useless for a long time. Although it was cleared, the weeds in the yard were still not cleaned up, showing a depression.

The old man was led into the main room, where a big board had been set up and the cloth had been neatly placed on the shelf next to it.

Yamamoto said, "You, just wait in this yard, and you can't go out. Remember, you can't leave without authorization, or you will be killed! " Say that finish, leave two doormen, get on the bus and go.

The old man tried to talk to two guards. They didn't say a word, but their eyes were alert.

Two-fingered murder

For several days, Fujino didn't appear, so the old man had to eat, sleep and eat, and live a fairy-like life.

On the fourth night, Fujino came. As soon as I entered the room, I closed the door, took out the photo album from me, pointed to one of them and said, "Let's do this first, let's start." The old man promised, took out a tape measure and measured Fujino. Fujino said, "Don't use a ruler." The old man asked, "What's that for?" Fujino said, "You can do whatever you want, but you can't use that tape measure!" " "

Fujino has been an agent for many years and is sensitive to everything. Seeing a tape measure is like seeing a rope that killed you. Because he strangled several opponents with ropes.

The old man had to put down the tape measure and look around. Finally, he said helplessly, "You can only use your hands." As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, crouched down and began to measure his length by hand. When the equivalent reached the waist, Fujino suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man's hand and locked the old man's throat. The old man was livid and foaming at the mouth, and Fujino didn't let go. The old man collapsed on the floor, panting.

Fujino realized that he had made another sensitive mistake, and quickly picked up the old man and said he was sorry. The old man said, "You'd better hire someone else. I ... I ... "

Fujino quickly said: "To tell you the truth, I have been an agent before, so I am a little sensitive. Well, it won't happen again. " Say, help the old man sit in the chair. It seems that the old man needs to have a rest and work slowly.

Who knows, just as the old man sat down and Fujino didn't stand up straight, the old man suddenly jumped up, grabbed Fujino's neck with one arm, and quickly stretched out his index finger with the other hand and scratched Fujino's neck. Fujino wanted to shout, but he tried several times without shouting. He felt blood running down his neck. It turned out that the trachea was cut.

The old man let go of his hand, and Fujino "plopped" on the ground, pointing at the old man, his mouth open, just speechless.

The old man tore off his beard and approached Fujino, gnashing his teeth, saying, "Do you still recognize me?" Fujino's eyes suddenly dimmed. The old man said, "Yes, you know me, Li Junbo." After that, he went to the door and said to the two guards outside, "something happened to your boss." Hearing this, the two men hurried into the house, and before they reached Fujino, their necks were cut open with a sharp knife. Li Junbo quickly took off the guard's clothes, put them on, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Fujino didn't understand until he died. He was so lucky that there would really be a tailor without scissors. It turned out that everything was arranged by Li Junbo. Li Junbo is an ace spy in the Kuomintang military system. He and Fujino had several contests outside the customs, all of which ended in failure, so they lost one hand. Just as he was about to take revenge, he learned that Fujino had been transferred to the military attache in Washington. At that time, when they met several times, Li Junbo discovered Fujino's hobby of collecting emperor's clothes. Although I don't know why, he vaguely felt that he had something to do. So, in order to get revenge, Li Junbo disguised himself as a tailor, took a right-hand man, went to a China street nearest to the military attache, opened a shop, and started the brand of "two-finger tailor". And targeted Fujino on a business trip and stole his clothing box on the train. Sure enough, Fujino soon found him and asked for a suit. Li Junbo knew his chance for revenge had come.

Of course, Fujino, the "two-fingered god scissors", finally didn't know how to fool himself. In fact, Li Junbo didn't lie to him. During the performance, he really cut the cloth with two fingers. The hand is actually the one that was cut off by Fujino. Later, in order to get close to Fujino without a murder weapon, Li Junbo thought of the residual hand. He found a friend who is proficient in mechanical production and made a fake manipulator. Fingers are made of steel structure and wrapped in silicone, which is lifelike. The button of the manipulator is in your palm. As soon as you press and loosen it, the index finger and middle finger start to open and close like scissors.

In these two fingers, there are sharp blades. Therefore, cutting people's throats is as easy as blowing off dust.

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