After enjoying the breakfast cooked by Hans himself, Tang Cheng asked Bowman, who volunteered to be his driver, to leave the restaurant and go to survey the terrain. To be honest, Tang Cheng didn't want to participate in the matter that Hans mentioned before.
Although Hans paid enough money, Tang Cheng always felt that he would become a killer if he came like this. If it weren't for the fact that the photos Hans brought were all Europeans, maybe Tang Cheng
The city would not pay any attention to Hans, and the people who died were all Europeans.
Bowman volunteered to be Tang Cheng's driver, naturally he had other purposes. Seeing that Tang Cheng didn't speak after getting in the car, Bowman took the initiative to speak to Tang Cheng. "Don't you want to know why Hans wanted to clean up the photos?"
Those people?" Bowman asked suddenly. Tang Cheng, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, was stunned for a moment before answering Bowman's question with a relaxed expression.
"Why should I know? Hans asked me for help. After I took the money, I naturally wanted to help Hans get rid of the disaster. This is just a business, other things have nothing to do with me." Tangcheng knew what Bowman wanted.
He wanted to find out his own bottom, so he tried his best to play the role of a cold-blooded killer. If Bowman continued to ask other sensitive questions, Tang Cheng could still use this as an excuse to answer the other party.
As expected by Tang Cheng, Bowman obviously did not expect that Tang Cheng would give such an answer, but Bowman did not give up because Hans had said his judgment about Tang Cheng before, and Bowman also felt that now.
The young man behind him had received some anti-reconnaissance training. "What if I tell you the reason now?" Bowman raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tang Cheng sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror.
Bowman paid attention to Tang Cheng's reaction in the rear mirror. In fact, Tang Cheng was also observing Bowman through the rear mirror. Their eyes met through the rear mirror of the car. Tang Cheng grinned, but Bowman did not.
It seems a little unnatural. "If you take the initiative to say it, then I will listen, but if I have to make a choice, I would rather you say nothing. I have just said that I don't want to know or understand, I just need
Just do what I should do."
Tang Cheng's blunt refusal instantly silenced the atmosphere in the car. Bowman opened his mouth and had to hide the remaining questions in his heart for the time being. Damn you, you still want to trick me! Seeing that Bowman finally calmed down and sat down
Tang Cheng, who was in the back seat of the car, laughed secretly in his heart. When Hans took out those photos, he was not carrying Bowman on his back. Tang Cheng already understood that this man named Bowman was definitely not simple. Tang Cheng, who came from later generations, knew that,
Europeans are also good at intrigues.
In the silence between the two people in Tang Cheng, the car drove slowly through the concession. According to the addresses provided by Hans, Tang Cheng looked at almost all of them through the car window. "Stop, I'll go down and take a look." Wait.
The tram passed by in the middle of the street, and Tang Cheng suddenly shouted to stop. Before Bowman could open his mouth to speak, Tang Cheng got out of the car parked on the street. "You wait for me in the car, I'll be there in a minute."
Come back." Following Bowman's words, Tangcheng walked directly across the street and disappeared into an alley in front of Bowman's eyes.
Tang Cheng got off the car, not because he saw a familiar person appear, but because he suddenly had an idea in his mind. After passing through this alley, Tang Cheng walked back along the next street for a while, and finally stopped at a
In the back alley of a building. No one appeared on either side. Tang Cheng, who was in the back alley of the building, took out a fishing rod from the equipment bag, shook off the weighted fishhook and swung it upwards with force. The next second, with
The weighted fishhook was hung firmly on the edge of the roof.
Tang Cheng used the light body skill to turn the reel of the fishing rod, and in just a dozen breaths, he successfully climbed to the roof of the building from the back alley of the building. Tang Cheng squatted on the roof of the building and activated the triple eyepiece.
Cheng then looked towards where Bowman parked his car. The triple eyepiece easily shortened Tang Cheng's sight distance. From this position, Tang Cheng could clearly see Bowman who was looking around boredly in the driver's seat of the car. OK
Bowman can be clearly seen from this position, and the Tangcheng on the roof has changed several positions one after another. After some on-site observation, the Tangcheng on the roof returned to the back alley of the building along the fishing line.
Bowman, who was waiting in the car on the side of the road, was still bored when he saw Tangcheng reappearing on the opposite side of the street, passing a slowly passing tram, and Tangcheng, who appeared next to the car with a sliding door, sat back in the back seat.
"Let's go back and go outside the bakery we talked about before." Tang Cheng didn't say much when he got back in the car. He just asked Bowman to drive back the same way. Bowman just frowned slightly.
With a frown on his face, he started the car and followed Tangcheng's request, turning around and returning the same way.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped outside a bakery on the street. Tang Cheng, who opened the door and got out of the car, still asked Bowman to wait for him here, then crossed the street and disappeared into the crowd. Tang Cheng and the two of them
Walking and stopping like this, stopping at several fixed locations along the way, Bowman didn't understand why Tang Cheng wanted to park at these places, but Tang Cheng didn't say it clearly, and Bowman didn't take the initiative to ask Tang Cheng.
The whole morning, Tang Cheng and the two of them were wandering around the concession according to the addresses provided by Hans. It was not until lunch time that Tang Cheng, who felt hungry, asked Bowman to drive back to Hans' restaurant, and at this time
, Hans’ people finally sent two Japanese-style 38 rifles and 50 rounds of ammunition. The two Japanese-style 38 rifles obtained by Hans’ people were obviously old goods, and they couldn’t be mixed with Tangcheng.
No matter what, I just took the two 38 rifles apart and wiped them one by one in Hans's office, and finally chose the one with better performance to keep.
"Tang, why do you insist on using Japanese rifles? Our German-made Mauser rifles have better performance and more lethality!" Bowman didn't seem to understand why Tang Cheng insisted on using 38 rifles.
He and Tang Cheng asked Tang Cheng. Hearing this, Tang Cheng raised his head and glanced at Bowman. He did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he loaded the 38 rifle in his hand before finally looking at him.
Said the intellectually curious Bauman.
"Don't you think the concession has become a little quieter these days? I know that you Germans are somewhat hostile to people from other European countries, and the Japanese are actually not popular with you. Hans entrusted me with this project
It may seem small, but it actually has a huge impact afterwards. If we take the opportunity to muddy the waters, it will be of great benefit to both you and me." Tang Cheng's voice was very soft, but these words were the only thing he said.
To Bowman's ears, it was like a heavy drum beating.
"I am a Chinese, and I am naturally an enemy of the Japanese. Besides, the Japanese are very arrogant in Shanghai these days. I would love nothing more than to cause some trouble for the Japanese." Tang Cheng clapped the assembled 38 rifle in his hand and pointed at Bao.
Man smiled. "This is the standard rifle equipped by the Japanese army. I don't even need to leave this rifle at the scene. I only need to leave a few Tomosaka rifle shells when the time comes. The gentlemen in the Concession Industry Bureau will do it naturally."
It is believed that these things are related to the Japanese. Even if the Japanese find excuses later or do not accept these bullet casings as evidence, the Concession Industry Bureau will definitely change its current attitude towards the Japanese."
"Tang, is this what you Chinese mean by killing two birds with one stone?" Hans, who happened to enter the office, heard the second half of Tang Cheng's analysis and couldn't help but sigh in his heart at Tang Cheng's clever thinking.
Hans' misinterpretation of Chinese made Tang Cheng squint and give the other party a roll of his eyes, "Hans, that's called killing two eagles with one stone, not two birds with one stone." After Hans and Bowman laughed, Tang Cheng then
He said seriously. "I have already seen the terrain, and I now have weapons and bullets. Hans, I want to confirm your attitude for the final time. Do you have to kill these people in the photo? I need your clear answer. This
is important to me!"
Hearing this, Hans and Bowman looked at each other, then turned to look at Tang Cheng, and nodded vigorously. "Yes, these people in the photo must die. I'm sorry, I can't tell you the reason, but this
That's my attitude and answer." Tang Cheng's sudden serious question made Bowman a little nervous. He thought Tang Cheng suddenly changed his decision, but just when he opened his mouth to speak, he saw that Tang Cheng also
He nodded at Hans.
"Okay, I think I already know what you mean! It's one o'clock now, I want to take a rest first, we will set off at four o'clock, and you should receive good news before dark." Hans motioned to put his hand in his hand.
The bag of cosmetic paints he was holding was placed on the table. Tang Cheng gathered the things on the table together to make a space. He folded his arms and lay directly on the table to close his eyes and rest.
Hans and Bauman looked at each other, and then left the office quietly, "Bowman, you followed him around all morning, did you find out anything?" After leaving the office, Hans and Bauman left the office.
He went out through the back door of the restaurant and started smoking in the back alley. Hans was very interested in the two people's morning itinerary in Tangcheng.
"No, nothing was asked!" Bowman shook his head in frustration at this moment. "He is very strong. I only asked the first question and he became obviously uncooperative. I know that at this time, absolutely
I couldn't anger him, so I didn't continue to ask. In short, this morning, I just played the role of the driver, leaving when he said to leave, and stopping when he said to stop, without any gain at all."
Bowman was in a very bad mood, but Hans seemed very excited after hearing his answer. "Bowman, you did a good job. At least this can prove that he is not simple. And from what we already know,
It seems that my previous analysis is not unreasonable. This Tangcheng should be the operative sent to Shanghai by the Nanjing headquarters of the Intelligence Agency. Next, what we have to do is to continue to observe him and collect and understand more relevant information at the same time.
For example, his injured uncle." (To be continued)