The third target of Tangcheng is a British businessman named Pike. At the end of this street, Pike runs a trading firm. The stereotype factor that the British have deep in their bones is vividly reflected in Pike.
His trading house was a two-story building more than ten years ago. Now, more than ten years later, when there are many high-rise buildings in the concession, his trading house is still a two-story building.
Tangcheng walked along the street. The two-story building across the street was very eye-catching in the sunset. Tangcheng, who was walking on the street, only had to squint a little to see the situation of the two-story building clearly.
At this time, Pike's business should have gotten off work. He just walked slowly across the street to Tangcheng, and didn't see anyone coming out of the door of the small building. Tangcheng didn't think about breaking into the small building.
He went upstairs to look for the target. If he did that, he would probably be hunted down by the concession police immediately.
Within half an hour, two shooting incidents had occurred in the concession. The concession patrol room would have mobilized all its manpower. Tangcheng also planned to retreat immediately after killing this Pike. There is a bar diagonally opposite Pike's business.
When Tang Cheng walked into this bar, he had already put the blanket wrapped with his rifle into his equipment bag. He looked no different from the guests in the bar.
Tang Cheng specially found a seat facing the street window, and just ordered a glass of beer. Tang Cheng looked through the window at the small building diagonally opposite. There was a mixed crowd in the bar, and there was everyone here, except for a person like Tang Cheng.
There were not many people there, so Tang Cheng's appearance did not attract the attention of other people in the bar. About a quarter of an hour passed, and Tang Cheng, who was hiding in the bar, never saw anyone entering or leaving the two-story building.
Thinking that Bowman was still waiting for him in the bookstore at the alley, Tang Cheng, who frowned slightly, had to get up, pay and leave the bar.
Tang Cheng slowed down as he walked back along the street, hoping that the target would appear, but the actual situation once again disappointed Tang Cheng. "Let's go, let's leave here. The target didn't appear. Maybe we should try something else."
Way!" They found Bowman waiting anxiously in the bookstore at the alley. Tang Cheng, who had a blanket under his arm, acted very calmly. "The patrol room should have launched a search. At this time, it is best not to stay on the street.
." Tang Cheng didn't explain too much to Bowman, but just took Bowman back to the place where the car was parked.
Sure enough, as Tang Cheng expected, on the way back to Han's Restaurant, the car encountered several interrogations from the concession police station. If it weren't for the blond guy Bowman driving the car, Tang Cheng, who was sitting in the back seat, might have stopped.
He was dragged out of the car several times by the patrolmen who set up checkpoints along the road. After returning to Hans' restaurant without any incident, Bowman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Tangcheng again, he still had the same turbulent look.
An unsurprised expression.
The reason for returning to Hans's restaurant is that Tang Cheng wants to get relevant information from Hans, and he also needs Hans to do one thing. "What? Find a tailor to make clothes for you at home?" Tang Cheng
The new request made Hans a little hard to accept for a while. He originally thought that Tang Cheng would make some important request, but he didn't expect that the other party just wanted to find a tailor to help him customize clothes. "Tang, can you not ask for it in the future?"
Are you wasting my time on such a small thing?"
Hans's somewhat hysterical reaction made Tang Cheng grin. He just shrugged and Tang Cheng smiled at Hans. "Mr. Hans, the concession may soon be completely chaotic. At times like this, we
The more we should be quiet, the patrol house in the concession is not scary. The scary thing is that they will use the power of gangs. As long as they catch some clues, they may implicate us in time!"
Hans was not a stupid person. He just secretly analyzed what Tang Cheng had just said. Hans immediately understood what Tang Cheng wanted to express. "No problem, the tailor you want will come to your door early tomorrow morning."
Service, our Mr. Bowman is a good player at cards. If you don't mind, Mr. Bowman may bring a few friends to play cards with you tomorrow. I hope you can prepare food and drinks in advance." Hans's inference seemed to be
To Tang Cheng's satisfaction, only Bowman among the three was confused.
After all that needed to be said, Hans personally drove Tang Cheng back to his residence. As Tang Cheng disappeared through the door, Bowman, who was sitting in the passenger seat, immediately turned to look at Hans. "Hans, before you and him
What do those words said in the restaurant mean? Can we really believe him?" Bowman's understanding of Tangcheng all comes from today. Although he already knows that Tangcheng is very skilled, this does not rule out Bowman's understanding of Tangcheng.
The wariness in my heart towards Tangcheng.
Hans, who was asked by Bowman, took the cigarette handed to him and lit it. Then he started the car and slowly left the street until he turned the corner. Only then did Hans begin to answer Bowman's question. "That's not it."
Believe it or not, but I know that he actually has no interest in knowing our affairs at all. Our current relationship with him is just a cooperation of interests. In other words, we pay and hire him to help.
Let’s solve the problem.”
Hans' explanation sounded very straightforward. People like Bowman who knew the inside story didn't need to think too much to understand what Hans wanted to express. "He is very powerful. I have known this for a long time.
And I also know that he doesn’t like to be controlled by others, so I chose to cooperate. I don’t know now whether my previous choice was correct, but I want to say that if someone like him can’t be friends, don’t be him.
opponent, otherwise the outcome will be disastrous."
Hans and Bowman actually belong to different departments, and Hans is not a formal member of the German intelligence department. Bowman was sent to Shanghai this time with a secret mission from the intelligence department. What Hans just said,
It was just a kind reminder to Bowman, especially the last sentence, which was a subtle warning to the other party, because Hans was worried that Bowman, who was very curious about Tang Cheng, would be self-defeating and offend Tang Cheng.
Hans did not return to the restaurant directly, but took Bauman to a safe house not far from the patrol house in the French Concession. After listening to Bauman's story, Hans, who had obtained the latest information, knew more about Tangcheng.
Adding another level. "How did he do it? According to what you said, the position where he fired was at least more than 300 meters away from the target. Such a shooting range was achieved using an ordinary rifle.
Even veterans of the National Defense Forces may find it difficult to shoot."
Like Bowman, Hans also had the same doubts at this moment. In their understanding, it is almost impossible for a young man of Tang Cheng's age to possess such a miraculous marksmanship. "Is there something else about him that we don't know about?"
Means?" Hans, who was full of doubts, suddenly thought of the case investigation information that the insider obtained from the Japanese Military Police Headquarters. If this Tangcheng had some secret means that he didn't know about, then the investigation information on the Hongkou District Izakaya Massacre
, it will not be difficult to explain those doubtful points that the Japanese cannot explain.
Thomas and Mark, who were designated as the first two targets by Tang Cheng, were both dead, and they were shot dead from a distance. The entire French Concession became extremely busy because of the deaths of these two people. Tang Cheng, who returned to his residence, was at this moment.
They were playing chess in the study with Zhang Jianghe, who was in high spirits. Zhang Jianghe, who was recovering, seemed to have been content with the status quo. He no longer mentioned the matter of contacting Shanghai Station and just rested peacefully.
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry about Shanghai Station. Nanjing has sent a new special commissioner to Shanghai. Your main task now is to recover from your injuries. When your injuries are healed, we will
Return to Nanjing." Tang Cheng took advantage of Zhang Jianghe's inattention and quietly pushed the chess piece in the corner of the chessboard forward two spaces. In this way, Tang Cheng's horse could jump directly to the riverside.
"Hey, that's not right! You are dishonest. When did this horse come up?" Tang Cheng originally thought that his little move was not seen by Zhang Jianghe. He knew that Zhang Jianghe was a master who knew how to play blind chess, so he just looked down.
After taking a look at the chessboard, he immediately discovered that Tang Cheng had tampered with things. "You kid, just talk about what you say, and play chess well. Don't play tricks with me, or I'll kick your ass!" Seeing Tang Cheng, he said dryly.
The horse was put back in its original position, and Zhang Jianghe, who was smiling, burst into laughter.
Tang Cheng deliberately used this move, and as expected, a smile appeared on Zhang Jianghe's face. He was secretly proud of himself and immediately brought up the old matter with Zhang Jianghe. "Uncle Zhang, how have you considered what I told you last time?"
?Although Chongqing is not as good as Nanjing as the national capital, it is still a good place with beautiful scenery. Besides, our whole family is in Chongqing. Now that you have lost an arm, what can you do if you stay in Nanjing! It’s not like you don’t know the people in Nanjing
What kind of face does this person have!"
Ever since Zhang Jianghe came to stay temporarily in the bungalow provided by Hans, Tang Cheng had been lobbying Zhang Jianghe to go to Chongqing with him. However, Zhang Jianghe had not been in a good mood a while ago. Every time Tang Cheng mentioned this matter
At that time, Zhang Jianghe only spoke vaguely and never expressed his attitude directly to Tang Cheng. Today, taking advantage of Zhang Jiang's good mood, Tang Cheng brought up the old things again. Looking at Zhang Jianghe's expression, there was a hint of struggle.
"Uncle Zhang, I heard someone say this, as long as gold shines wherever it is. Although you have lost an arm, your ability to deal with Japanese spies in the past few years is still there, and I can also give you some help.
If you provide some help, even if we go to Chongqing, we will still not be able to deal with the Japanese spies! Whether the superiors appreciate it or not, that is one thing, as long as we have a clear conscience! Do you think this is true?" (