Cicada Moving Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 Honolulu

half a month later.

On the vast Pacific Ocean, a 10,000-ton cruise ship broke through the blue sea. White waves arose at the bow and a long trail was dragged from the tail.

On the top deck, dozens of first- and second-class passengers were dressed in rich clothes, sitting or lying down, enjoying the leisurely time on the ship.

Zuo Zhong leaned against the fence and looked at the sea and sky in the distance. The nerves that had been tense these days were relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

“Nan Jiajun.”

There was a voice next to him, and then Ozawa walked quickly to his side, and the two stood side by side.

Looking around to make sure there was no one nearby, Ozawakawa informed in a low voice that they still had one day's flight left from Oahu, Hawaii.

Zuo Zhong nodded after hearing this. Seeing the nervous look on the other person's face, he couldn't help but smile and comfort him.

“Ozawkun, don't worry, our documents and luggage are clean and will not arouse the suspicion of Americans. You can regard this mission as a vacation.

The plan of your country's Hase Agency is also perfect. Remember, you and I are Japanese businessmen starting from Osaka now, not intelligence agents. "

Of course the plan was perfect. Zuo Zhong helped the Japanese to formulate it himself. Ozawa only knew that his partner had been replaced, and had no idea that he was also a part of the plan.

In addition, considering that Ozawa was not a professional intelligence officer, the pseudonym Zuo Shige provided to the "Hase Agency" was the name "Minami Kaichiro" used during the Anqing mission, so that Ozawa could call himself more convenient.

Ozagawa's pseudonym directly used his original surname, but changed his name to Tatsuya to reduce the risk of exposure.

—If you choose a pseudonym casually, if a U.S. intelligence agent suddenly calls out and Ozawa fails to respond in time, then the two of them will have to go to the U.S. Navy prison to count lice.

In order to completely confirm their identity, after receiving various items at a hotel in Shanghai, the two of them deliberately took a boat back to Japan, and used false identities to board the "Shinichi Maru" cruise ship bound for Oahu.

With various arrangements, after these days of contact, the crew and passengers on the ship did not see any problems, and it was naturally not a problem to deceive the US customs.

Ozawakawa listened to Zuo Zhong's comfort, took a deep breath, and his expression finally relaxed a little, so that the Americans would not notice anything unusual as soon as he landed.

As for why the "partners" pretended to be imperial agents to help him complete his mission, Ozawa felt that it was easy to understand. The enemy of his enemy was his friend. The Republic of China was eager for Japan and the United States to go to war.

Two days later.

After a day's schedule, the "New Rimaru" cruise ship sailed into the port of Honolulu, located southeast of Oahu.

Honolulu, the main city on the island of Oahu, is also the capital of the Hawaiian Islands.

Because sandalwood was abundant in the local area in the early days and was shipped to the Republic of China in large quantities, it was called Honolulu in the Chinese-speaking circle and was one of the important strongholds for trans-Pacific maritime trade.

The goal of Zuo and Zhong's trip was Pearl Harbor, the home port of the Pacific Fleet, just 10 kilometers northwest of downtown Honolulu.

However, Pearl Harbor is a military port, and civilian and foreign ships are prohibited from entering. No matter how perfect their disguise is, they cannot get close to the target.

As the cruise ship slowly docked at the port, passengers took their luggage and disembarked through the gangway one by one, and were inspected and questioned by U.S. customs officers.

At a time when the situation in continental Europe and East Asia is becoming increasingly tense, even Americans who are "honorably neutral" have to pay attention to counterintelligence work, as evidenced by the continuous arrests of Japanese spies in the past few months.

Zuo Zhong put his foreign clothes on his arms and stopped in front of the immigration counter with his suitcase in hand. Then he took out his passport and ship ticket from his pocket and handed them to the white customs officer inside.

The white customs officer took the document, looked down at the document, glanced at Zuo Zhong again, and asked in English.

“Mr. Kaiichiro Minami, what is the purpose of your coming to Hawaii?”

“Business, I am a sugar merchant.”

After the Americans invaded Hawaii, they began to plant sugar cane on a large scale, and cane sugar became a local specialty. There was no problem with Zuo Zhong's answer.

Furthermore, sucrose is an important strategic material that can be used in the manufacture of medicines and explosives, and can also quickly replenish soldiers' physical strength.

At present, a group of Japanese businessmen are active in the world's major sugar-producing areas. These people are desperately trying to purchase sugar and raw materials and transport them back to Japan, and Hawaii is no exception.

The white customs officer looked at Minami Yoshiro, who was obviously taller than the average Japanese, and didn't think much about it. He casually stamped "Entry allowed" on one page of his passport.

Subsequently, "Ozawa Tatsuya" who had adjusted his mood successfully passed the customs.

The two of them carried their luggage and walked out of the port, chatting in Japanese. But just as they were about to step out of the gate, they were stopped by three white men wearing short-sleeved shirts.

“Hello, gentlemen, ONI, please come for inspection.”

One of them took out his ID and shook it. His blue eyes stared at Zuo Zhong and Ozawa, and his other hand was placed on his waist casually.

Ozawakawa's heart tightened. ONI stands for The Office of Naval Intelligence, which is the U.S. Office of Naval Intelligence.

In the information given to them by the Hase Agency, the name of this agency appeared many times. The agency is the main force in counterintelligence activities in the United States and overseas colonies. Intelligence personnel from many countries fell into the hands of ONI.

Zuo Zhong seemed to be "scared" by the three of them. He was stunned for a moment and slowly put down his luggage. He took out his ID again and prepared to hand it to the interrogator. The interrogator shook his head and said.

“Open the suitcase and raise your hands.”

This is a bit bullying. This ONI agent was obviously deliberately making things difficult for him by performing the French military salute in front of so many people.

But people had to lower their heads under the eaves. Zuo Zhong and Ozawa's expressions changed, and finally they followed each other's request, put down their suitcases, stepped aside and raised their hands. Seeing this, the other two American agents smiled contemptuously, squatted down, opened the box and rummaged around, quickly making a mess of the clothes inside.

During this period, the interrogating agent always had his right hand on his waist, his eyes fixed on Zuo Zhong, and he was ready to draw his gun and shoot at any time.

A few minutes later, the two ONI agents who were just about to open the suitcase stood up angrily, walked over and carefully searched the belongings of Zuo Zhong and Ozawagawa.

“Boss, wallet.”

An agent handed the wallets of two people to the interrogator, who was obviously the person in charge of the three.

The questioner took the wallet and flipped through it casually, and found several photos and some ticket stubs printed in Japanese. Everything seemed normal.

Suddenly, he held up a movie ticket and asked Zuo Zhong in imperfect Japanese.

“Mr. Nanjia, what movie is playing at the Osaka Film Center that day?”

“Butterfly dream, sir.”

Zo Shige replied without hesitation, with a standard Osaka accent, a Japanese dialect that is difficult to imitate.

The questioner handed back the wallet in disappointment, said welcome to Honolulu, and then led two other people to check on the next passenger, who was also Japanese.

“Nan Jiajun, these **** Americans are so rude.”

Ozawakawa packed his luggage and cursed angrily. He had never been so humiliated before, and for a while he became somewhat enthusiastic about the "Z" plan.

Zuo Zhong ignored him, quickly packed the box, and left the port with Ozawa under the gloating eyes of the surrounding passengers, and took a taxi to downtown Honolulu.

On the road, the humid warm Pacific breeze blew out of the car window, and the tropical street scenes kept breaking into their field of vision.

Ozawakawa looked around curiously. This was his first time in Honolulu. Everything he saw felt new. Even the driver in the front row didn't bother to respond to the topic of "having fun."

Zuo Zhong had passed by this place when he was on a mission to the port city, but that time was just a quick glance and he didn't take a detailed tour, so he looked at the outside of the car with curious eyes.

It must be admitted that Americans attach great importance to Oahu and are building it completely as their own country, with various public facilities being very complete.

Flat roads, numerous telephone poles, clean and tidy communities, post offices, police stations, and shops are all in abundance. No wonder Hawaii became the 50th state immediately after the war.

The taxi drove for a while and stopped in a Japanese area in Honolulu.

Zuo Zhong opened the car door, and noisy sounds suddenly flooded into his ears. Looking around, there were Japanese-style buildings on both sides of the street. Many pedestrians coming and going were wearing kimonos. Those who didn't know it thought they were back in the homeland of the Japanese.

This is not surprising. Currently, Japanese Americans account for more than 40% of the total population of Hawaii. The Japanese have long coveted this important hub in the Pacific, but they dare not take action due to their strength.

Taking out a dollar bill and giving it to the driver, Zuo Shige and Ozawa walked into a Japanese-owned hotel.

The two of them did not discuss any topics related to the mission, and fell asleep until sunset. No matter how comfortable the cruise ship was, it was not as comfortable as being down to earth.

When the last ray of sunlight disappears from the sea level and colorful lights light up, Honolulu at night is more prosperous than during the day.

Happy U.S. Navy soldiers, businessmen speaking various languages, white immigrants, and natives blocked the road.

Small vendors selling specialties, jugglers, and fortune-telling Gypsy girls filled the streets. From time to time, someone shouted a thief, and then was covered up by even louder curses.

After waking up, Zuo Zhong and Ozawa walked out of the hotel and walked around leisurely, not caring about the mission at all.

What they have to do now is to get familiar with the local situation and find a suitable place to start "business", otherwise it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the ONI agents behind them.

Through the rearview mirror of the US military jeep parked on the roadside, Zuo Zhong glanced at a middle-aged white man with a red nose behind him, smiled in his heart and continued to move forward.

The other party's performance was quite professional. It would be even more perfect if he took off the Annapolis Naval Academy Intelligence Class commemorative ring on his right hand.

　　ONI, haha, that's about it.

Ozawakawa also noticed the red nose and the ring on his hand, and whispered to Zuo Zhong in disbelief.

“Nan Jiajun, I'm not talking about ONI”

“Ozawkun, if you indulge in the prosperity brought by peace, you will inevitably lose your vigilance.”

Zuo Chong replied leisurely and entered a local restaurant with a movement of his feet.

The sky is big and the earth is big, so food is the biggest thing.

No matter what the task is, the most important thing is to fill your stomach first.

The food on the Japanese cruise ship is hard to describe. It's either fish or rice balls. Such an expensive ticket is wasted.

Furthermore, if my guess is correct, the ONI agents behind me will not leave in the next few days. This is a routine screening procedure of the Office of Naval Intelligence.

In this case, let's play with each other and try out the quality of the United States' number one intelligence agency.

Chapter end

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