This man in short clothes is a close confidant of Luo Zidong, the leader of the Qing Gang, and is also one of the most reliable Qing Gang disciples specially assigned to arrange the bait. He is named Cao Hong.

The man opposite was Jiang Hui, a former member of the Military Intelligence Station of the Shanghai Intelligence Station of the Military Control Commission, and now the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters agent.

In the past few days, Yan Xing, in accordance with Luo Zidong's instructions, hanged some suitable housing properties in various real estate agencies, and began to cast nets everywhere, allocating his trusted personnel and traitors from the Shanghai Intelligence Station, waiting for the bait to be hooked.

However, in the concession, the housing supply has always been tight. Just a few days after these houses were opened, many tenants came to ask for rent, but they were not the ones they wanted to find, so they found various excuses to drive away these tenants. Today alone, Cao Hong had sent two groups of people away.

Jiang Hui was also helpless, and he said, "This person is definitely not. His Tianjin accent is very authentic, he is from Tianjin, but I have seen several officials in the Shanghai Station, and none of them are from Tianjin. Let's wait a little longer. This is just a matter of finding a needle in the sea of ​​luck, and you can't hurry!"

When Cao Hong heard this, he had to wait patiently, got up and walked out of the door, and came to the yard. He was about to reach out to close the door, but one hand reached in and blocked the door.

Cao Hong was stunned and saw two men standing outside the door. Seeing that they were dressed similar to the two people who had just left, they knew that the tenant was coming to the door again.

There have been many people these days, but none of them are right. They were sent away by him with various excuses. Because of this, they ended up having a bad end and there was no good expression. So Cao Hong also asked impatiently: "Are you here to see the house?"

"Yes, yes!" the real estate agent nodded quickly and said, "My surname is Wu, and he is the agent of Yongkang Real Estate Agency. Didn't you hang the house in our company for rent? Boss Chen is interested in renting it, so he came to take a look at the house. I wonder if it is inconvenient now?"

Cao Hong glanced at Guan Han behind him, hesitated for a moment, then opened the door, and said ignoringly: "Come in, let's agree first. Our yard can only be rented for a short period of time, and it cannot be long for at most half a year. It can't be used to run those messy small factories, otherwise I will make the house bad in the end, but I won't agree."

When Mr. Wu heard this, he said in surprise: "Didn't these things be explained at the beginning?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Guan Han with inquiring eyes. If the conditions were so harsh, it would be troublesome, I am afraid that ordinary people would be unacceptable.

However, Guan Han was secretly happy. The colder the other party's attitude, the more he felt more at ease. Anyway, he did not plan to rent it for a long time. Now Shanghai Intelligence Station often relocates everywhere, so this residence must not be long. It was originally intended to be temporarily settled. If the other party asked for a year's rent at once, he would really not be willing to give it to it, and it would be troublesome to have to negotiate and bargain in the end.

As for starting a factory, there is no need to consider it. He nodded immediately. Manager Wu knew that these conditions were not a problem, so he quickly turned to Cao Hong and said, "No problem. As long as our boss takes a fancy to the house, everything will be easy to negotiate."

Cao Hong then turned sideways and let them in. Guan Han and the other two stepped into the yard. Guan Han looked around. There was no miscellaneous items in the yard, and it looked very spacious. There was a row of bungalows north. Guan Han walked around the yard, nodded, and said, "Go to the house and take a look!"

Cao Hong didn't say much, and pushed open the door and let them enter the house. There were seven rooms, which were all empty, and there was a smell of mold in the house. It was obvious that there was no one living in it for a long time.

Guan Han asked with a smile: "Brother, are you your surname?"

"Don't be proud of your surname, Huang!" Cao Hong replied casually.

He did not continue to greet him, and continued, "This yard used to be filled with miscellaneous items, but now I am tight, so I sold all the things and emptied them to earn some rent!"

Seeing that Cao Hong was unwilling to talk to him, Guan Han didn't care, and looked around and was very satisfied. The housing area here was very large, and at least four or five people could be accommodated in a room. In this case, the second half of the operation team could be arranged with only this place. If it was an intelligence station, the yard would be placed.

While checking the house, Guan Han asked Cao Hong, but Cao Hong was in a bad mood. He said a few words to Guan Han, and then stopped talking. Finally, he simply let them see it themselves and turned around and left.

Manager Wu saw that the owner was so negligent, worried that Guan Han would be unhappy, but he didn't care at all, so he didn't say much and accompanied Guan Han to look around.

After a while, Cao Hong came back, and Guan Han asked with a smile: "Brother Huang, I am very satisfied with this house. How about it? Let's talk about it, but I just saw that you are not willing to rent it to a foreigner. Isn't it a problem?"

Cao Hong was stunned. He knew that he had just driven away other tenants and saw them, so he had to make an excuse to explain: "I just don't like northerners very much. These people are difficult to deal with. If you rent them, there will be no problem."

Guan Han knew that the locals in Shanghai were somewhat xenophobic and didn't care. The two discussed it. This time, Cao Hong was very happy and quickly agreed on the price in just a few words. After discussing it, he handed over the house the next day. Guan Han and agent Wu stood up and said goodbye and left.

Seeing them leaving, Cao Hong immediately closed the courtyard gate and quickly returned to his room. He said to Jiang Hui who had been observing secretly: "The person has left, and it has been agreed. I will go to the agency to sign a contract tomorrow. He will come again. You won't admit your mistake this time, right?"

Jiang Hui nodded and said, "I will admit my mistake. This person's real name is Guan Han. He is the intelligence director of Shanghai Station. When I first came to Shanghai Station, I received a period of training for agents. He taught us a few lessons. However, this person is experienced. You should be careful when you follow him tomorrow and don't be discovered by him."

Cao Hong smiled and said, "This is our place, and our people are everywhere. It's not a trivial matter to the individual. As long as he shows up, he can't escape!"

Guan Han was still confused about his whereabouts being exposed. He had to prepare several safe houses at any time to deal with emergencies. Now that he found this suitable spare house, he was naturally very happy.

However, he had to prepare a few more units, so after breaking up with Broker Wu, he found another real estate agency and continued to look for housing sources to reserve for backup.

Luo Zidong also quickly got the news here. When he heard that someone finally emerged, he naturally did not dare to neglect it. He immediately mobilized people and arranged it carefully, waiting for the prey to take the bait again.

Just at noon the next day, Guan Han appeared at Yongkang Real Estate Agency. After waiting for a while, Cao Hong also rushed over. The two signed the contract at the agency and paid the rent.

Guan Han finished all the procedures, walked out of the agency, waved a rickshaw and left by himself.

He was careful along the way and even made counter-stalking actions. However, because Luo Zidong was prepared and had enough eyeliner around him, his whereabouts finally fell into Luo Zidong's control.

In the evening, Yan Xing was reporting the tracking situation to Luo Zidong in Luo Mansion.

"Brother Dong, Guan Han entered No. 23, Zhubaoshan Road. We checked it and found that the house was rented out half a month ago and was always empty. It was only the day before yesterday."

Luo Zidong asked, "Is this house big? How many people can live in?"

Yan Xing replied: "This house is not small in size, with five suites inside. If you squeeze a little, you can live at least fifteen or sixteen people. Guan Han is a senior cadre at the Shanghai Intelligence Station. The place where he hides must be the nest of Chongqing elements."

Luo Zidong nodded. Yan Xing was right. Guan Han had chosen such a big house as a foothold and must have placed a lot of people. It is very likely that it was an intelligence station agency. However, he had to find other intelligence station personnel, so this job would be a little more troublesome.

He waved his hand and said, "Take those six people to recognize people, remember each person, understand the situation clearly, and then I will hand it over to No. 76. We will ignore the rest. Let them fight to death!"

At the same time, at No. 23 Zhubaoshan Road, Wang Hanmin and Wu Huarong were also talking in a low voice.

Wang Hanmin poured Wu Huarong a cup of tea and asked, "How is Wu Qing's injury recovering? I don't have time to see him these days. Please take it for me!"

Luo Wuqing, the guard at the bureau, is Wu Huarong's deputy and the main force of the assassination team before. However, the personnel of the assassination team have been lost now. Luo Wuqing was seriously injured and was arranged to recover from the wounded place. Wu Huarong and two team members have always been taken care of.

Wu Huarong let out a long sigh and shook his head and said, "He was injured too seriously this time. It would be a blessing to be able to save his life. I guess he will take some extra time to raise it, but you don't have to worry. When he is in better health and can move around, I will arrange for him to evacuate."

Wang Hanmin nodded, paused, and said again: "Huarong, we have suffered too much losses until now. Have you ever thought that if we continue to fight like this, we will suffer too much and we will definitely not be able to hold on. The current personnel are not effective. Every time we act, there will be losses. Without professional training, we can actually blow up ourselves. You must know that this would not have happened before."

Wu Huarong looked up at Wang Hanmin, knowing what he was going to say, but he didn't dare to say this, and he still asked Wang Hanmin to speak.

Wang Hanmin continued: "To be honest, I really can't continue to fight! I want to generate electricity from the bureau and ask for a rest. Huarong, can you sign together?"

Wu Huarong did not answer directly, but picked up the tea, took a sip, and gently drank the edge of the teacup with both hands. Under Wang Hanmin's gaze, it took a long time to speak: "Brother Hanmin, I also know your difficulties, but you know the temper of the bureau chief. If you disobey military orders and fear the enemy, you must deal with it severely and never give it leniently. Our joint power generation will only make the bureau chief believe that we are greedy for life and fear death and are lazy, and there will be endless troubles in the future!"

Of course, Wu Huarong would not be pulled over by Wang Hanmin in a few words, and he could easily see him. The majesty of the director of the bureau has been firmly rooted in his years, so how dare he stroking his tiger's beard?

However, he also knew that the Shanghai Station was at its last moment and was unable to bear the long battle, so he continued: "But..., my personnel have been lost, and Wu Qing and I are only four people. If you have the strength but lack the strength, you will not participate in the specific action. Brother Hanmin, just make your own decisions."

Wang Hanmin's eyes lit up, and Wu Huarong's words were very clear. He would not report to the bureau secretly when asked Wang Hanmin to handle matters according to his own ideas. You should know that Wu Huarong also had a radio station in his hand. This was what they had taken from Vietnam to kill Wang Baihai and brought with them. They could communicate with the headquarters at any time.
Chapter completed!