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Chapter 953 The taste is wrong!

Chapter 953 It tastes wrong!

Author: Jiangsu Daozi

Chapter 953 It tastes wrong!

Chuqimen.

It was built during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. It is located in the south of the mountain city and connects the upper and lower half of the city. On its main gate are the four characters "Jintang Yonggu", which means that the city is as solid as a golden soup and can never be broken. The Wengcheng faces west to the upper reaches of Changjiang.

Two cars started from Luojiawan, detoured south to Changbian, and rushed along the narrow Yanjiang Highway to a pingfang area next to Chuqimen City Gate. More than a dozen people got off the car one after another.

personal.

"Deputy Director Xu, is Ji Boxian's residence here?"

Wu Chunyang stood at the entrance of the alley in Pingfang District. He glanced at Xu Enzeng, whose eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose. He asked a question in surprise.

According to the safe house selection criteria, the safe house should indeed be built in a densely populated area to facilitate cover and escape, but the population in this place is a bit too much.

It is said that there are many eyes, and if the enemy knew that Ji Boxian was here, it would be easy to figure out the location of the safe house, the personnel and weapons configuration, and the Central Military Commission would not be so amateurish.

After thinking about it, Wu Chunyang was really not sure. When he was in Jinling, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China placed underground party traitors in a quiet place like Quanyechang, feeling that they were afraid that they would not die.

When Xu Enzeng on the opposite side heard his question, he smiled mysteriously and said nothing. He took the lead and walked deeper into the alley, with nearby residents passing by from time to time along the way.

When walking through an intersection, Wu Chunyang inadvertently glanced at the crowd and happened to see an acquaintance who was not an acquaintance. The other person's expression naturally turned into a fork in the road.

Francois Huang.

When they were carrying out a sabotage mission in Jiacheng, they met the associate manager of a foreign company in the French Concession. When did this person come to the mountain city, Wu Chunyang couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart.

But he soon put this matter behind him. It was normal for a businessman to run around. Besides, after the Japanese occupied Qicheng, life was not easy for the French.

As a neutral country, the French Concession became an isolated island in the occupied area. Thousands of refugees poured into the French Concession to escape the atrocities of the Japanese army. According to statistics from the military commander, there were more than 100,000 citizens and expatriates from various countries hiding here.

The Japanese built trenches, barbed wire and fortifications outside the concession, and firmly surrounded the French Concession. Food and drinking water for so many people became a big problem, which made the Gallic Roosters very anxious.

At the end of last year, on the birthday of the dead Meiji Locust, also known as the Meiji Festival, the Japanese army held a grand military parade and entry ceremony, and held a distant worship ceremony in the direction of Tokyo.

In order to please the Japanese, the French sailors even organized a band to join in the fun, but it was useless. The Japanese tightened the perimeter blockade, as if they were going to surround the concession.

Therefore, all the residents of the French Concession who had connections and means ran away, so it was not surprising that Francois Huang came to Shancheng. The two places were not far apart, and maybe the other party could restart his original business.

While thinking, the group came to several broken houses without walls. Wu Chunyang vaguely felt a few peeping eyes and suddenly stopped in front of the door.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that there was a small courtyard with high walls on the front, back and left of the house. It seemed that the wall had just been built not long ago, and the height was much higher than ordinary walls.

No wonder Xu Enzeng set up the safe house here. It turned out to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside. If he guessed correctly, these four courtyards should be occupied by Central Unification agents. Wu Chunyang gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Deputy Director Xu is very scheming. If the underground party sends people to silence them, they may be discovered before they even get close to Ji Boxian. It costs your bureau a lot of money to purchase and renovate these yards, right?"

There is a reason why he said this. The floating population in mountain cities is increasing day by day. Despite frequent bombings, housing prices are getting higher and higher. Even though this area is full of flat houses, buying a house is expensive.

Xu Enzeng laughed heartily, with a look of pride on his face: "Without spending money, spies and dissidents are now rampant. In order to better complete the tasks assigned by the superiors, we can only suffer the hardships of the people.

These houses were all forcibly requisitioned. Of course, we also arranged housing for the original residents and gave them a military camp in the Zhangbei area for temporary housing. We must be considerate of the people."

Wu Chunyang really wanted to ask the other party how shameless he was, moving from Shancheng City to Zhangbei, or to a military camp. He wouldn't believe it if the Central Command did not use any means to threaten those residents, even if they were beaten to death.

However, the Central Military Commission has always been careless in its work. Unlike the Secret Service and the Military Command, which requisitioned houses, they would give certain compensation to the homeowners. As expected, the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked, and there was no way to save it.

Xu Enzeng didn't know that he had become the leader, so he opened the door with a big belly, led people from both sides into the room, pointed to the dark house and introduced him to Wu Chunyang.

"The living room is in the middle, Ji Boxian's bedroom is on the left, and the kitchen is on the right. It is rarely used in Pingshi. We purchase the water and food used by the other party from outside to ensure safety.

The place isn't big, let's start searching. I'd say there's no need at all. You, Deputy Director Zuo, are just suspicious. I think Ji Boxian really wants to join the Fruit Party."

Wu Chunyang listened to Xu Enzeng's nonsense and carefully observed the living room. The situation in the room was clear at a glance. There were only a few simple furniture and the floor was solid cement. It was indeed difficult to hide items.

After thinking about it, he called to Gui Youguang who came with him: "Youguang, you take someone to check the kitchen, and I'll check the bedroom, focusing on whether there are traces of refilling on the ground and whether there are interlayers on the furniture.

The roof, clothes, pots, stoves, and inside electrical appliances must also be inspected one by one. If any suspicious powder or liquid is found, protect it first and then screen it. Tell the brothers to be careful and not to be careless."

"okay."

Gui Youguang didn't care about Xu Enzeng, whose face was getting more and more ugly. He waved his hand and summoned the secret agent and rushed to the kitchen. He didn't believe a word of what Xu said. He only believed his own eyes.

In fact, Xu Enzeng didn't believe in the military commander. He was afraid that Gui Youguang would frame him, so he kicked the man next to him and signaled him to follow him quickly, while he followed Wu Chunyang closely.

Wu Chunyang didn't care at all. After wandering around the living room, he walked into the bedroom. The bedroom was the same as the living room, except for a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and a wardrobe.

"examine."

He whispered to the evidence collectors who were traveling with him. No matter how unprofessional Ji Boxian was, he must have received training from the underground party intelligence agency before leaving. The hidden things were not that easy to find.

After receiving the order, the evidence collectors skillfully put on masks, hoods, and gloves, and started searching the house bit by bit from the door, not sparing any corner. Even the beams were knocked on.

Someone also brought a kettle to wet the ground, and observed the degree of dryness and wetness to check whether there were hidden grids. Xu Enzeng watched with interest, and then saw his men wandering there doing nothing.

"What are you doing standing there, search for me!"

The rivalry between people was so irritating that Deputy Director Xu got furious. The Central Unification agents dispersed and looked like headless flies in the three rooms, looking here and there and continuing to work hard.

Wu Chunyang pursed his lips in disgust, and drove these people out with a dark face. The only purpose of leaving them was to slow down the search. It would be better to use them to find a few police dogs.

Since the room was not big, the searchers quickly searched half of the bedroom. No suspicious objects were found for the time being. The smile on Xu Enzeng's face became wider and wider, feeling that Zuo Zhong had miscalculated this time.

Ji Boxian came to surrender on his own. What could be wrong with such a person? The one named Zuo was just unwilling to admit that there was a traitor in the military command, and he was just struggling to death here. The advantage was on his own side.

He looked at Wu Chunyang who was squatting down and tapping the ground, disdain flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to give this left-handed bitch some shame, but just as he was about to speak, he heard someone in the kitchen shouting loudly.

"There's a discovery!"

Xu Enzeng almost bit his tongue. Before he could react, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him. When he saw Wu Chunyang, he had already run into the kitchen, leaving only a trace of his back.

Then this old spy, who was already in his forties this year, showed incredible explosive power. With a strong effort on his short legs, he jumped up and ran towards the kitchen, which shocked all the members of the Central Military Commission.

When he came to the kitchen, he found that everyone was staring at a brown jar on the stove without moving. He immediately became more vigilant. There couldn't be any dangerous items in it.

Thinking of this possibility, Xu Enzeng hurriedly stopped and hid outside the door, stretched out his head and asked his subordinates: "What's going on? Are you looking for medicine? Why don't you check immediately? Did you just have..."

As he said this, he raised his eyebrows at the other party, indicating whether he looked at the military commander and judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. When Wu Chunyang saw this, he sneered and touched the penicillin in his pocket.

This has nothing to do with gentlemen or villains. This case is no longer a simple intelligence case. It is a life-and-death political struggle. So even if the medicine is not found today, Wu Chunyang is ready to "create" it.

Gui Youguang also noticed Xu Enzeng's animals and sneered: "Don't worry, Deputy Director Xu, your people discovered it and we have no contact with it. Since you are here, please take a look first."

Xu Enzeng breathed a sigh of relief, stepped carefully across the threshold, winked at his subordinates, and ordered them to check the contents of the jar, while he himself held a handkerchief in front of his nose.

The "lucky guy" who was chosen by him had a sad face, stepped closer to the stove, stretched out his hands to pick up the jar in a rather tragic manner, and looked into the jar with one eye slightly squinted.

"kindness?"

The man was stunned. There was only some powder in the jar, which looked similar to salt. He didn't know what to think, but the lucky man actually put his hand into it, dipped it in and then put it in his mouth to taste.

After a moment, the other party turned his head and shouted at Xu Enzeng in confusion: "Deputy Director, it doesn't taste right!"

“Can this damn taste be right?”

Gui Youguang almost laughed out loud. What's wrong with Zhongtong people? Why do they put everything in their mouths? This is medicine, not sugar. After saying this, he grabbed the jar and smelled it.

Smelling the familiar smell of penicillin, he nodded excitedly to Wu Chunyang: "Yes, it's the missing medicine. I've seen it before. Ji Boxian, the bastard, is really lying!"

Wu Chunyang glanced at Xu Enzeng, who was dumbfounded. He was about to say something sarcastic, but then he saw that Mr. Lucky's mouth and eyes were swollen. Oops, he forgot that he was allergic to penicillin!
Chapter completed!
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