Chapter 947 Qingdao is in action ([Zhenyan] Alliance leader adds 3 updates/4)
"Brother Wang, my patience has its limit!" Li Cuiqun stared at Wang Mu sadly and said through gritted teeth.
Seeing Li Cuiqun's cold look, Wang Mu couldn't help but sweatdropping on his back.
Just now, he led Li Cuiqun and his party to raid this house.
Before the operation started, Wang Mu vowed that he would be able to catch Ke Zhijiang this time, but they failed again.
Wang Mu's expression was a little depressed. As far as he knew, this private residence should be one of Ke Zhijiang's secret hiding places. This was the residence where Ke Zhijiang entertained him when he stopped in Qingdao before going to Shanghai from North China.
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 sesame oil shop.
Based on this detail, Li Cuiqun led a search in Qingdao and finally succeeded in finding this house. However, the result was so disappointing that Li Cuiqun finally lost his patience.
"Director Li, give me half a day." Wang Mu looked at Li Cuiqun, "I want to be quiet."
Li Cuiqun said nothing and stared at Wang Mu with cold eyes.
"I need to think carefully. My intuition tells me that there must be details that I missed, and I can definitely find clues to capture Ke Zhijiang." Wang Mu said.
Li Cuiqun just stared at Wang Mu for a while. He raised his wrist to check the time, and finally said, "Brother Wang, I'll give you eighteen hours."
Wang Mu didn't speak. He had a cigarette in his mouth and clasped his fists in his hands.
…
"Sir, please stop."
Cheng Qianfan planned to wander around the Guest House in order to familiarize himself with the surrounding terrain, but was stopped by the staff of the Guest House.
"I won't go far, just take a walk nearby." Cheng Qianfan said in Japanese with a smile.
He knew that all the staff at the Guest House were Japanese employees selected by the hotel.
"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 bowed slightly to the other party politely, "Thank you for your hard work."
The staff member looked at the back of Wang Reclamation Team's entourage with twinkling eyes. He saw respect and sincere gratitude in this man's eyes, which made him both happy and surprised.
Back in the room, Cheng Qianfan's eyes darkened.
Japan has very strict security management at the guesthouse, which caused great problems for his trip.
Even if Taozi and others arrived in Qingdao and conveyed the meeting information to him through newspapers, it would be extremely difficult for him to successfully leave the Guest House and meet Taozi secretly.
After lighting a cigarette, Cheng Qianfan sat by the window, smoking slowly and thinking.
Although he already knew the enemy's security arrangements for the "Big Three" meeting, Cheng Qianfan never considered finding a way to report to Chongqing.
Without him, he would have no reporting channel to Chongqing.
He had no way to contact the Qingdao Station of the Military Command, and for security reasons, this itself was not advisable:
He couldn't even trust the military to unify the Shanghai District, let alone the military to unify the Qingdao Station.
Cheng Qianfan's initial idea was to contact Taozi, and then let him plan and organize his troops to destroy the meeting based on the Japanese security arrangements he had already grasped, or to see if there was an opportunity to organize a special The Intelligence Division completed the sanctions against Wang Kehai.
He flicked the ashes of his cigarette and stared at the road downstairs through the window glass.
He was thinking about how to create opportunities to leave the Guest House.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a black car driving from the road and stopped in front of the hotel. The door opened and Chen Chunpu got out of the car.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. The freedom of entourage members like him was restricted, but the freedom of "important ministers" of the Wang family like Chen Chunpu was not restricted.
Since Chen Chunpu can go out, then Chu Ming
Yu naturally should be able to go out freely!
Cheng Qianfan fiddled with the lighter in his hand, watching the flames rise and go out, his eyes flickering.
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In the backyard of the Haibin Department Store, Ke Zhijiang, the commander of the Qingdao Station of the Military Command, summoned the cadres of the station and held a secret meeting.
"Everyone, this is the topographic map of the Guest House." Ke Zhijiang said, pointing to the hand-drawn map.
The map was hand-drawn by him after he personally visited the vicinity of the Guest House.
"This is the Guest House. Now the Guest House has been put under martial law by the Japanese and we cannot approach it." Ke Zhijiang said, "However, we have contacted the guests who have stayed at the Guest House and through their oral descriptions, we have successfully drawn Internal structure diagram of the guest house."
With that said, Ke Zhijiang took the internal structure diagram from Qi Yafeng's hand and explained it to his subordinates.
"The entire guest house has six floors, each floor has fifteen rooms, and each floor also has its own conference hall, restaurant, and reception room."
"The biggest difficulty now is that we can't determine which room Wang Qianhai will stay in." Ke Zhijiang frowned slightly and said.
"Stationmaster." Shen Xi said
, "Even if we could grasp the exact room where Wang Qianhai was staying, it would be difficult for us to carry out an assassination operation."
He looked at Ke Zhijiang, "According to the information provided by the headquarters, it is impossible for our people to sneak into the guest house."
Ke Zhijiang looked at Hu Zejun, "Brother Hu, what progress is there with Lao Hei?"
"A reporter from "Qingdao Peace Evening News" was able to enter and leave the Guest House. This guy was a drunkard and often wandered around in the forest. A-Can got a special pass from him." Hu Zejun said, "Old Hei is careful. After researching it, what he means is that it is not difficult to counterfeit the special pass, but it is useless."
"What do you mean?" Ke Zhijiang asked immediately.
"Lao Hei noticed that the special pass not only has the red seal of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, but also the stamp of Xingya Institute. In addition, the most important thing is that there is a number on the pass." Hu Zejun said, "Lao Hei doubts everyone. Special passes are numbered and stamped.”
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 Koya Academy, it was no problem for Lao Hei. He only needed a radish and Lao Hei could carve anything. Required chapter stamps.
However, numbering is an extremely troublesome thing, because it may mean that the vigilant Japanese number and stamp every person who can freely enter and leave the guesthouse. It is not even ruled out that the Japanese army in the guesthouse also has the photos of every person who has a special pass. This fundamentally eliminates the possibility of impersonation.
"It seems that it is basically impossible to assassinate someone by sneaking into the hotel." Qi Yafeng said.
Ke Zhijiang nodded.
Sneaking into the Guest House and assassinating him was a daredevil operation with no return. Boss Dai issued a death order. Ke Zhijiang was prepared for this. He was even ready to personally lead the death squads to sneak into the Guest House. .
However, the enemy's security work was too strict, and even though Qingdao Station was determined to die, it was of no use.
"Since we can't sneak into the guest house, we can only think of ways to make a fuss on the outside." Shen Xi thought for a while and suddenly said.
Ke Zhijiang was slightly stunned at first, and then thought carefully about Shen Xi's words, and suddenly his heart moved:
Peripheral, peripheral making a fuss?!
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after one day.
"Qingdao Peace Evening News" newspaper office.
A man in a cotton robe came to the front desk and said breathlessly, "Sir, I'm looking for someone and want to buy a missing person advertisement."
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