"Brother Wang, my patience is limited!" Li Cuiqun stared at Wang Mu sinisterly and said gritting his teeth.
Looking at Li Cuiqun's cold look, a fine cold sweat couldn't help but emerge from Wang Mu's back.
Just now, he led Li Cuiqun and his group to raid the house.
Before the operation began, Wang Mu vowed that he would definitely catch Ke Zhijiang this time, but they lost again.
Wang Mu's expression was a little depressed. As far as he knew, this house should be one of Ke Zhijiang's secret hiding places. This was when he went to Shanghai from North China to work, and Ke Zhijiang hosted him at this house.
Wang Mu didn't remember the specific location of the house, but he remembered that there was a sesame oil shop at the entrance of the alley where the house was located, and there was a mailbox on the wall next to the telephone pole opposite the house.
Based on this detail, Li Cuiqun led his people to search in Qingdao for a long time and finally found the house, but it disappointed Li Cuiqun and finally lost his patience.
"Director Li, give me half a day." Wang Mu looked at Li Cuiqun, "I want to be quiet."
Li Cuiqun didn't say anything, staring at Wang Mu with a cold look.
"I need to think carefully, and my intuition tells me that there must be details I missed, and I will definitely find clues that captured Ke Zhijiang." Wang Mu said.
Li Cuiqun stared at Wang Mu for a long time. He raised his wrist and looked at the time, and finally said, "Brother Wang, I'll give you eighteen hours."
Wang Mu didn't say anything, he bit the cigarette in his mouth and hugged his fists with both hands.
...
"Sir, please stop."
Cheng Qianfan planned to wander around Yingguan Hotel, with the goal of familiarizing himself with the surrounding terrain, but he was stopped by Yingguan staff.
"I won't walk far away, just take a walk nearby." Cheng Qianfan said in Japanese with a smile.
He knew that all the staff at the welcome hotel were selected by the hotel to serve as Japanese employees.
"Sir, for your safety, please stay in the hotel." The hotel staff looked at Cheng Qianfan in surprise and said in Japanese.
"Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded, and he bowed slightly to the other party politely, "Thank you for your hard work."
The staff looked at the back of the entourage of the Wang Baihai team and his eyes flashed. He saw respect and sincere thanks in this person's eyes, which made him both a little happy and surprised.
Back in the room, Cheng Qianfan's eyes fell.
Japan has very strict security management of Ying Guesthouse, which has caused great results in his travel.
It would be very difficult for Taozi and others to arrive in Qingdao and convey the link message to him through the newspaper.
Lighted a cigarette, Cheng Qianfan sat by the window, smoking slowly and thinking.
Although he has mastered the enemy's security arrangements for the "Big Three" meeting, Cheng Qianfan has not considered finding a way to report to Chongqing.
Without it, he had no channel to report to Chongqing.
He had no way to contact the Qingdao Station of the Military Control Commission, and for security reasons, this was not advisable in itself:
He couldn't even trust the Military Control Commission Shanghai District, let alone the Military Control Commission Qingdao Station.
Cheng Qianfan's previous initial idea was to connect with Taozi, and then he planned and organized the department to complete the damage to the meeting, or to see if there was any chance to organize the Special Affairs Department to complete the sanctions on Wang Baihai.
He blew up the ashes, his eyes shining through the window glass, staring at the road downstairs.
He was thinking about how to create an opportunity to leave the hotel.
At this moment, he caught a black car coming from the road and parked at the entrance of the hotel. The door opened and Chen Chunpu got out of the car.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. He had a entourage like him who was restricted from freedom, but the "important minister" of the Wang family like Chen Chunpu was not restricted from freedom.
Since Chen Chunpu can go out, Chu Ming
Yu naturally should be able to go out freely!
Cheng Qianfan fiddled with the lighter in his hand, and saw the flames rising and extinguishing, his eyes flashed.
...
In the backyard of the Haibin Department Store, Ke Zhijiang, the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau Qingdao Station, convened a secret meeting.
"Everyone, this is the topographic map of Yingguan." Ke Zhijiang said, pointing to the hand-drawn map.
The map was hand-painted by him after he went to inspect the hotel near the Ying Hotel.
"This is Ying Guesthouse. Now Ying Guesthouse has been martial law by the Japanese and we cannot get close to it." Ke Zhijiang said, "However, we have contacted the guests who have stayed in Ying Guesthouse. Through their oral descriptions, we have successfully drawn the internal structure of Ying Guesthouse."
As he said that, Ke Zhijiang took the internal structure diagram from Qi Yafeng and explained it to his subordinates.
"The entire Yingguan Hotel has six floors, each with fifteen rooms, each of which also has a conference hall, a restaurant, and a reception room."
"The biggest difficulty now is that we cannot determine which room Wang Baihai will stay in." Ke Zhijiang frowned slightly and said.
"Webmaster." Chen Xi said
"Even if we can grasp exactly which room Wang Baihai is in, it will be difficult for us to carry out the assassination operation."
He looked at Ke Zhijiang, "Based on the information provided by the headquarters, it is impossible for our people to sneak into the Welcoming Hotel."
Ke Zhijiang looked at Hu Zejun, "Brother Hu, what's the progress on Lao Hei?"
"A reporter from Qingdao Peace Evening News was able to enter and exit the hotel. This guy is a drunkard and often gets a special pass from the big forest. "Acan got a special pass from him." Hu Zejun said, "Old Hei studied it carefully. What he meant is that imitating the special pass is not difficult, but it is useless."
"What does it mean?" Ke Zhijiang asked immediately.
"Lao Hei noticed that the special passes not only have the red seal of the Japanese military police headquarters, but also the stamp of the Xingyayuan. In addition, the most important thing is that there are numbers on the passes." Hu Zejun said, "Lao Hei suspected that every special pass has a stamp of the number."
Ke Zhijiang immediately understood what Hu Zejun meant. Whether it was the red seal of the Japanese military police headquarters or the stamp of the Japanese Xingya Academy, this was not a problem for Lao Hei. Just a carrot was needed, and Lao Hei could carve any stamp needed.
However, numbering is extremely troublesome, because it may mean that the vigilant Japanese people have numbered and stamped every person who can enter and exit the hotel freely. It is not even ruled out that the Japanese army who welcomes the hotel also has photos of every person with a special pass, which fundamentally eliminates the possibility of impersonation.
"It seems that it is basically impossible to assassinate by sneaking into a hotel." Qi Yafeng said.
Ke Zhijiang nodded.
He sneaked into Yingguan Hotel and assassinated, which was a death-death operation without returning. Boss Dai gave a death order. Ke Zhijiang was prepared for this. He was even ready to lead the suicide squad members into Yingguan Hotel.
However, the enemy's security work is too strict. Even if Qingdao Station has the determination to die, it has no place to use it.
"Since we can't get into the Yingguan Hotel, we can only find a way to make a fuss around the outside world." Chen Xi thought for a while and suddenly said.
Ke Zhijiang was a little surprised at first, then thought carefully about Chen Xi's words, and suddenly his heart moved:
Peripheral, peripheral to make a fuss?!
...
One day later.
Qingdao Peace Evening Newspaper.
A man in a cotton robe came to the front desk and panted, "Sir, I'm looking for someone, I want to buy a search advertisement."
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