Rongcheng Road, Shanghai Public Concession.

From Sucheng River to the north and to Aiwenyi Road to the south, it is not too far from the Chinese and French Concessions. Most of the residents are well-known figures in the Chinese Concessions and middle-class people in the concessions, with good public security.

Before the Sino-Japanese War began, this was the favorite place for those who pursue high-quality life. After the war started, housing prices rose day by day, and the market became a little more prosperous than during peacetime.

A few days ago, a new "Tongheng Restaurant" was opened on this lively street. The owner was a "fake foreigner" who came back from Europe. He usually likes to speak French that even the French cannot understand, and often attracts guests to tease him.

However, this person is a kind-hearted person. As the war becomes more and more intense, countless refugees flock to the public concessions, and the restaurant hires many people who have not yet settled for food and clothing, which is considered to have given these miserable people a way out.

Early in the morning on August 28, 1937, before the refugees on the roadside woke up, the door panel of Tongheng Restaurant was removed, and several young men came out with brooms to clean the ground.

One of the short young men bent over and seemed to be doing work, but in fact he looked at the British villa across the road, especially the bodyguards who were undergoing shift changes at the door.

Soon, another middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket came out of the gate. She just stopped at her feet and was pushed by two gangsters and walked towards the direction of the vegetable market.

All of this is seen by young people.

More than ten minutes later, the open space in front of the store was cleaned up, and the guys walked back to the store talking and laughing. The person who had just watched secretly came to an office and knocked on the door lightly.

“Entrez (Come in).”

A French voice came from the office. The young man looked around and opened the door and crawled in. He came to the desk and whispered to a person who put his feet on the table and covered his face with newspaper.

"I have figured out the shift time of the bodyguards, once every five o'clock in the morning, once every two o'clock in the afternoon, once every nine o'clock in the evening, four people each time, without spears, and it is observed that there should be no grenades on their bodies.

These people have been taken a picture a few days ago. The brothers in the external call are checking their details to see if they can open a breakthrough from their families and kidnap or threaten them if necessary.

The number of people inside the villa cannot be determined for the time being. Our eyeliner has no chance to go to places outside the kitchen. Moreover, when we go out today, someone monitored him, either because the other party discovered something or because he was more alert.

In short, the security and protection measures of the target are done well, and it is very likely that they have been designed with professionals, such as police, detectives, and there are many people doing similar businesses in Shanghai, and this is probably the case."

"kindness......."

The newspaper was put down a little, revealing half of her head with black hair, and then a calm male voice rang out: "Send someone to follow the cook right away, be sure to ensure her safety.

In addition, I informed the brothers in Hongkou to act according to the plan and smash the target store for me. Pay attention to safety when operating and do not be caught by the patrolling Japanese troops and police officers.

Remember to leave a slogan on the scene. I want everyone to know that the goal is to cooperate with the Japanese, let them see that this is the end of being a traitor, just treat it as a reminder for some people."

"Yes, team leader."

The guy replied and turned around and went out.

Seeing the door slowly closed, the person behind the desk threw the newspaper aside, reached out to touch the top of his head under the dim light, and suddenly pulled his scalp down.

If a timid person saw this scene, he would be frightened and thought he had encountered a ghost like a painted skin, but then the ghosts started muttering in Chinese.

"Damn, this wig is too boring."

Gui Youguang looked at the wig in disgust, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the top of his head, and greeted the researchers who designed disguised supplies in the General Affairs Office.

It’s okay to wear this thing occasionally, but no one can stand it when wearing it every day. The glue is too irritating.

But it is not possible to wear it. Bald heads are a very obvious feature and must be disguised.

After wiping his head dry, he leaned on the chair and fell into thought. Ji Yunqing, the old man, was as timid as a mouse. He rarely went out. Even if he went out, he was still rushing and rushing, as if he was afraid of being assassinated.

As a big boss of the Cao Gang, this is normal. After decades of life in the martial arts world, there must be many enemies. The problem is that the level of alertness like the other party is definitely not guarding against ordinary gangsters.

There were twelve bodyguards on standby at the door alone, including the guards in the house and the gangsters who accompanied the servants out. There were probably twenty or thirty of these people together.

Gui Youguang felt that the deputy director's inference about Ji Yunqing and Chang Yuqing collusion was probably true. Since the gunshot of Lugou Bridge, North China has sanctioned many traitors who have committed crimes.

If the goal is to do something to sorry for the country and nation in private, you will definitely be worried about following in the footsteps of these people. In this way, the other party will have an explanation for hiring so many bodyguards.

He looked at the light bulb above his head and thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up. They were just checking people some time ago, what if the other party didn't use people to convey information.

Gui Youguang sat upright and thought of something. A few years ago, the agents headquarters hid an underground party traitor in the Quanye Conference in Jinling, and used the radio station to communicate throughout the whole process to prevent leaks.

Although there was an internal problem in the end, it was a slap in the blame, but this confidentiality method itself was fine. Will Ji Yunqing, the Japanese, and Chang Yuqing also have such a connection?

With the help of Japanese intelligence agencies, radio stations and radio operators can solve the problem easily. Moreover, in the public concession, Japanese people are not afraid of their own conducting electronic investigations, and there is a high possibility of using radio stations to communicate.

First, the Japanese army is not far away, and if there is any problem, you can support it at any time.

Second, there are many Japanese police officers in the concession, and the other party has official protection.

Third, they are not afraid of monitoring. They have no password book and can only stare at them.

The deputy director asked them to change their minds and put themselves on the weak side. Yes, Japanese spies and traitors can mobilize more power than them now.

Gui Youguang narrowed his eyes and realized that the key to the problem was how to confirm this speculation. It was obviously not possible to go in openly, and sneaking in secret can easily alarm the enemy.

Then, if you cut off the power and check the power like a Japanese spy, you will lose the advantage of home battles, and they will not be able to do it even more. You may be surrounded by the police station and Japanese intelligence agencies as soon as you enter the door.

And even if the radio station has proved that it exists, how can we find Chang Yuqing through Ji Yunqing? These two old slippers can get from the bottom to this point today, which is definitely not an easy character to deal with.

He closed his eyes and tapped the table, and the sound of thumping sounds sounded from time to time. After a long time, he didn't know what he thought of, but his fingers stopped in the air and slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.

Time passes soon

It was afternoon in a blink of an eye.

He learned to be a silversmith in his early years, but later came to Shanghai due to a failure in business. He became a master of the Cao Bang generation and became an important figure in Shanghai. Ji Yunqing, who was a major figure in the Tin City, sat in the living room, enjoying afternoon tea leisurely.

Recently, he often told his apprentices and acquaintances that at his age, all his wealth is fake, and living a hundred years old is real.

Therefore, he not only found a family doctor, but also liked foreigners to eat less and eat more meals, and kept talking to health. As for whether these words were true or false, everyone smiled.

If you really don’t care about the wealth, the other party will rob and kill and set fire to help the refugees? A young man insists on learning from the upper class and being art-like is simply a joke.

"Dingling ~~"

Just as Ji Yunqing put a piece of pudding in his mouth, the phone covered with gold foil rang. The servant next to him picked up the microphone and listened to a few words. His face suddenly changed and he hurriedly came to the other person's ear.

"Master, we are in three tobacco shops, one gambling workshops, and two technical institutes in Hongkou were smashed."

"Bang!"

Ji Yunqing, who kept saying that he wanted to cultivate his character, was furious and raised the coffee table in front of him, and roared with a fierce filial piety: "I'm so brave. Even I, Ji, dared to smash the place. Who did it?"

"I don't know, the other party is a good player, and there are still guys in his hands. I left many slogans before leaving."

"Slogan? What was written."

"this......."

"Speak quickly, I will peel you alive if I don't say it!"

"Han...everyone of the traitors was punished."

The servant replied tremblingly, and after that, he quickly took two steps back and lowered his head.

Besides, Ji Yunqing felt dizzy when he heard this and sat in his seat.

, muttered: "They came, they came, I knew, I knew......"

But after all, he was a famous Cao Gang master in Shanghai. He soon reacted, got up and ran quickly to the second floor to an outside a room, and broke in without knocking on the door, grabbed the collar of a person in the house and questioned.

"Didn't you say that no one knows about our cooperation? Why did my place get smashed? The other party even left a slogan that I am a traitor, and it was foolproof.

Let the Special Marines send someone to protect me. If it is too late, it will be too late. The people in the secret service are elusive. If I can't survive, you don't want to leave here alive."

The person threatened by Ji Yunqing was stunned when he heard this, and then snorted coldly and clenched his fist and hit the ulnar nerve on his elbow. Ji Yunqing's arm numbly and he couldn't help but let go of the other party freely.

Breaking free from the constraints, the man shook his collar and sneered: "Jun Ji, please pay attention to your attitude of speaking. I am a soldier of the Great Japanese Empire, not those lowly gangsters under your command.

I came here to pretend to be a family doctor, for the great cause of the empire and the locust, not to be a servant for you. Please remember this firmly, otherwise don’t blame me for reporting all this.

Without the protection of the locust army, the entire China will not have your place, and your wealth and status will be taken away by the three tycoons, so please calm down and let us talk calmly."

He said a few sinisterly, and he asked in an orderly tone: "You just said that your place was smashed. What's going on? Explain it in detail and don't try to hide it.

Don’t add fuel to the fire. We can’t hide the matters in Shanghai and even the entire Republic of China. Since the Military Command has said that you can guarantee your life safety, you will definitely do it. Do you understand?"

Ji Yunqing, who has always only bullied people, has never been bullied by others, has never been so angry. He really wants to ask someone to come in and shoot this Wang Badan to death, but when he thinks about the secret service, he immediately got to his heart again.

He gasped for a few breaths, suppressed his anger and answered the other party's questions, emphasizing how much money these tobacco shops, technical schools and gambling shops can make every day. He suffered huge losses this time.

At this time, this guy was still dreaming of getting the Japanese to compensate them, and he really wanted money but not life.

"Is the Secret Service?"

After hearing his words, the Japanese soldier disguised as a family doctor was thoughtful and dared to make such a big noise in Hongkou. This arrogant behavior style is indeed very similar to the secret service.

Since its establishment, the other party has been targeting the Imperial Intelligence Agency and has repeatedly destroyed the Imperial plan. It would be a good thing if we could take this opportunity to get rid of this opponent.

Realizing that the opportunity to make meritorious service has come, this person no longer talks: "Jun Ji, I will report to the headquarters immediately and ask the Marines to send personnel to protect you. We Japanese people keep their word."

Ji Yunqing felt relieved and retreated with a flattering look on his face. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. People are about to die. Is it useful to be shameless? Only by living can you enjoy wealth and glory.

As soon as he left, the Japanese soldier took out a booklet and paper from his body, sat at the table and quickly wrote the secret text, not paying attention to the light bulb above his head being light and dark.

Due to the war, the power grids in the city were damaged a lot, and the voltage was unstable. It was very normal for residents of the concession to be accustomed to this situation these days.

After being prepared to send a report, the Japanese soldier carefully opened a green iron box, took out the radio station and pressed the electric keys, and the radio waves flew towards the sky along the antenna.

In the alley not far from Ji's house, three masked men dressed in different costumes appeared quietly. One was stalking at the entrance of the alley to look at the wind, one rolled up her sleeves and looked at the watch, and the other stared at the electricity meter on the wall.

"It's moving, some people are using high-power appliances."

"Quick, we only have thirty seconds."

"yes!"
To be continued...