Chapter 1554 What motivated the spies and the Japanese?
"You came in through the window again?" Mao Qiling put away the wooden stick and pulled the light cord, and the room immediately became bright.
With that said, he walked to the window, took a closer look, and said angrily, "You're such a sneaky bitch, you're really good at climbing over walls and entering homes. I can't even see how you got in."
He had met Channeling Gouzi when he was hanging out at a gambling stall. This guy had the unique skills of sliding doors, picking locks, and climbing through windows to break into homes. Mao Qiling took a fancy to Channeling Gouzi's ability and deliberately made friends with him.
Even though he was accused of cheating, he was not angry, but rather proud.
"What? Are you being collected for debt again?" Mao Qiling asked.
Most of the money that this slut got from sneaking in and picking locks was given to gambling stalls, and he often owed a lot of debt and was chased for money.
"That guy Nibagou is not particular. He agreed to pay back the money at the end of the month. When he saw me today, he forced me to pay back the money. There is nothing I can do. Come to Brother Lei and take a break." Channeling Gouzi said with a chuckle.
"You are quite smart." Mao Qiling said angrily.
This guy was a smart man. He climbed in through the window and locked the door outside so that no one would know he was in the house, so he could get away with it.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Mao Qiling's heart skipped a beat. The rhythmic knocking on the door was his men coming to see him.
He glanced at Chuangouzi and said, "You stay in the room, don't come out."
Channeling Gouzi nodded.
He slipped under the bed in a flash.
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Mao Qiling then opened the door curtain and came out to open the door.
Seeing Yang Guo standing at the door, before Yang Guo could speak, he winked and pursed his lips towards the inner room.
Yang Guo understood instantly, and the 'team leader' who was on his lips swallowed it back, "Brother Lei, this is the money I borrowed from you last time."
As he spoke, he took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it over.
Also handed over was a piece of paper underneath the banknote.
"Boss Dai's secret message." He lowered his voice in Mao Qiling's ear.
"Isn't it just a matter of a few dollars? Why go all the way?" Mao Qiling said with a smile, "Come in and have a cup of tea."
"No, Brother Lei, it's too late, so I won't disturb your rest." Yang Guo waved his hand.
"Okay then, let's get together some other day."
"Okay."
Watching Yang Guo leave, Mao Qiling put the paper into his inner pocket, put the banknotes into his trouser pocket, and returned to the inner room.
"Come out, you're not collecting debts." Mao Qiling said angrily.
Channeling Gouzi tumbled out from under the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm just telling you, those idiots won't know that I'm hiding here."
"Okay, go away, I'm going to bed." Mao Qiling scolded with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes, get out of here." Chuangouzi chuckled, and got out of here.
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Mao Qiling closed the door and returned to the inner bedroom.
He gently opened the bed board and checked that the small darkroom lock under the bed board had not been tampered with, and the hidden black line that he had placed in advance was still there, which showed that Channeling Gouzi was quite honest and was not in his room.
He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Locked inside is one of the team's backup radios. If someone finds this thing out, it will be troublesome.
However, immediately, his expression darkened.
The reason why he deliberately made friends with Channeling Gouzi was because he was interested in this guy's ability to slide doors, pick locks, and climb through windows to break into homes. Although it was a small trick, there might be times when such a little guy would be needed in an operation.
However, this time, Chuan Gouzi climbed over the wall and entered his home to avoid debt collectors without his consent, which shocked Mao Qiling.
Today's incident may seem accidental, but it is also inevitable.
Mao Qiling couldn't help but reflect on himself. He didn't think carefully about this matter.
He thought about it carefully and began to seriously consider further investigating Chuan Gouzi and recruit him into the army to become one of his own.
Putting the matter aside, Mao Qiling took out the telegram just sent by Yang Guo from his inner pocket. He dug out the code book from the dozen magazines and books placed on the bedside table and began to translate the telegram.
Soon, the telegram was translated. Mao Qiling looked at it carefully, and his expression changed drastically.
After reading the telegram carefully and confirming that he had remembered all the details, Mao Qiling took out the match box, lit the telegram in the brazier, poured water from the teapot into the ashes, stirred it with a wooden stick, and thoroughly
'Destroy corpses and destroy traces'.
Mao Qiling was not in a hurry to go out. He went to bed directly with his clothes on and covered himself with a quilt to sleep.
At midnight, Mao Qiling woke up. He went outside, took out the short gun wrapped in linen from the stove, carefully inserted it into his waist, opened the door and disappeared into the night.
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More than an hour later, Mao Qiling arrived near Yingshi Street.
He hid in the dark, looked at the Japanese patrol that had just passed by, and couldn't help but frown secretly.
Ding Wenzheng, the deputy director of Hangzhou Station, was hiding in Yingshi Street, where Japanese overseas Chinese gathered. This was something he had never expected before. He couldn't help but admire Ding Wenzheng's boldness and ingenuity.
As the saying goes, it's dark under the light. This is indeed a safe place that the enemy can hardly think of.
However, this also created difficulties for him to visit late at night.
Mao Qiling did not act rashly. He was in the dark. About three-quarters of an hour later, he saw the Japanese patrol coming back again.
After waiting for the Japanese patrol to pass by, he quickly and cautiously arrived at the door of No. 25 England Street, looked around carefully, and knocked on the door gently.
"Who?" Wang Xusheng, who was sleeping outside and keeping watch, woke up suddenly, came to the door and asked in a low voice.
"Old Tan from Beileqiao, if you have anything to do, come see Boss Zhao."
"Tan Laosan?" Wang Xusheng asked in a low voice.
"No, it's Young Master Tan."
Wang Xusheng gently pulled the latch and opened the door, and Mao Qiling stepped in.
Wang Xusheng closed the door, locked the latch, and asked in a low voice, "Who is your brother?"
"Take this to Boss Zhao, and he will understand everything." Mao Qiling took out half a banknote from his body and handed it to him.
"Okay, later."
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Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, Ding Wen was sizing up the visitor, "My surname is Sun?"
"My surname is Mao." Mao Qiling said, "My nickname is Mao Sun."
"Brother Maosun, I've heard about you for a long time, and today I finally met you in person." Ding Wenzheng said with a smile.
"Brother Ding, this place is really unimaginable." Mao Qiling said with a smile, "If Boss Dai hadn't told me, I would never dare to come here."
"Hahaha." Ding Wenzheng smiled proudly.
Ding Wenzheng chose to hide in Inshi Street where Japanese overseas Chinese gathered and Japanese soldiers patrolled. This was Ding Wenzheng's proud work.
"Boss Dai called and wanted to talk to Deputy Station Director Ding." Mao Qiling said with a solemn expression.
"Ding Wenzheng is listening to Boss Dai's instructions." Ding Wenzheng stood up, stood at attention, and said with a serious expression.
"There are Japanese spies in Zhejiang. Some people say that people in Zhejiang cannot be trusted. You followed me on public holidays when you were in the Secret Service. I believe you." Mao Qiling said solemnly.
"Virgo's trust is so great that Ding Wen feels it deep in his heart!" Ding Wen looked agitated and said in a deep voice, "There is nothing I can do to repay you. I can only serve the party and the country and be loyal to Virgo."
Mao Qiling nodded slightly, "Brother Ding, I've finished what Boss Dai asked me to do."
"Who is the traitor that Boss Dai is talking about?" Ding Wen was furious, "I will kill him myself!"
"It's not a traitor, it's a spy." Mao Qiling said, "It's a Japanese spy who has been lurking in China for many years, existing as a Chinese, and infiltrated into our military."
He looked at Ding Wenzheng and said, "And this person is now in our Zhejiang Military Command, and is likely to be in a high position."
When Ding Wenzheng heard this, his expression changed drastically.
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It started to rain when it got dark.
Cheng Qianfan picked up a square towel and wiped the corners of his mouth. He glanced at the rain outside the window, frowned and complained, "Okay, why is it raining?"
"Get in the car as soon as you go out. There will be an umbrella when you get off. What's wrong with the rain?" Bai Ruolan took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus and white fungus porridge and said with a smile.
"I just don't like rainy days." Cheng Qianfan said.
He got up and came to the cradle. He looked at Xiao Zhizhi who was catching up on his sleep after eating, and was about to pinch his son's cheek.
"Wake up Xiaozhizhi, I'm not done with you." Bai Ruolan quickly threatened to dissuade her.
Cheng Qianfan then took back his hand angrily.
Haozi, who came early in the morning to have breakfast together, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"You're laughing your ass off." Cheng Qianfan glared at Li Hao angrily, "I heard about you Tu and Lin, what's the progress?"
"The person who made the report is not sure that the lame man is Tu Helin." Li Hao said, "However, Brother Fan, you also said that you would rather be in vain than indulge in it. I have already sent the order and ordered the brothers to strengthen the investigation."
"You must catch this old immortal for me." Cheng Qianfan said with a cold snort, "If you dare to touch my goods, you will have to twitch and peel off the skin to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"Son, listen, don't say bad words." Bai Ruolan rolled her eyes at her husband and said.
"A man's words should be more vulgar to be more manly." Cheng Qianfan said without caring.
"Where is my gentle and polite husband?" Bai Ruolan raised her head and looked around, frowning and asking.
Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly.
He glared at Li Hao, who was still eating porridge, and said, "Let's go, the patrol room is very busy today."
"Eh!"
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Li Hao quickly stirred the spoon and finished the white fungus sugar porridge in the bowl in two mouthfuls. He then picked up a small steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it in two mouthfuls and then smiled with satisfaction.
"I'll hold you to death." Cheng Qianfan scolded with a smile.
Li Hao chuckled and picked up the briefcase that Brother Fan had placed on the sofa beside him.
The little maid Li Zi also came over quickly and handed the police hat to the gentleman.
Cheng Qianfan did not wear a hat, but turned it around in his hand, and then walked. When he came under the eaves, the bodyguard had already held an umbrella. Cheng Qianfan put on the hat, passed through the umbrella protection, and lowered his head.
Got in the car.
"Miss Zhou." Li Hao turned around and shouted, "The rain is too heavy. Do you want to follow the car back to Father Jin Road?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Ru, who was eating in the kitchen, put down her bowls and chopsticks, stuck her head out, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and shouted, "It's coming, it's coming."
"Hurry up." Li Hao got into the cab and didn't forget to shout again.
Zhou Ru hurried over with a small bag that Bai Ruolan had given her before in her left hand and a vegetable basket in her right hand.
"Put the vegetable basket in front, you sit in the back." Cheng Qianfan looked at Zhou Ru who opened the car door and said angrily.
"Yes, sir." Zhou Ru got out of the car dejectedly, put the vegetable basket on the front seat, then got in the car and returned to the back seat.
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The car of Cheng Qianfan, deputy chief inspector of the Central District Patrol Office of the French Concession, was driving on the streets of Shanghai during heavy rain.
"Virgin, call back from Chongqing. The bait in Hangzhou has been released." Zhou Ru said, "Boss Dai ordered our department to act according to the plan."
"Haozi." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Brother Fan."
"Inform Taozi and ask Taozi to arrange for Mao Xuanyi to come forward and prepare to receive the distinguished guests from Hangzhou." Cheng Qianfan said.
"clear."
"Be careful, this distinguished guest is not honest, don't get bitten by this bastard."
"I got it, Brother Fan."
"How are the toys I asked Wu Shunjia to prepare?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's ready." Li Hao said with a smile, "When it comes to making explosions, Wu Shunjia is more enthusiastic than anything else. She simply forgets to eat and sleep."
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Boom boom boom.
During the heavy rain, a man ran to the door of a Shikumen house and smashed the door hard.
The door opened.
The man almost rolled into the house.
"What happened?" Cen Yufeng looked at Fan Qi who fell to the ground and almost fainted. He hurriedly bent down to help him and asked, "What's going on!"
When he started to take it, he felt something was wrong in his hand. Only then did he notice that Fan Qi had been shot in the shoulder and the blood had soaked into his coat.
"On the way back, I encountered the agents of No. 76 for interrogation." Fan Qi regained his composure and said with a pale face, "I have a gun on me, so I can't let them search me, so I can only strike preemptively."
While Cen Yufeng ordered his men to find a doctor, he helped Fan Qi lie down on a wicker chair, and then personally helped Fan Qi bandage his shoulder to stop the bleeding. "You're showing off your flaws? Why did they suddenly interrogate you?"
"Impossible, no one knows me." Fan Qi shook his head, "And this heavy rain..."
Cen Yufeng understood what Fan Qi meant. Fan Qi came to Shanghai with him and was his confidant and personal guard. This basically eliminated the possibility that someone in Shanghai had a problem and turned against Fan Qi.
Moreover, it was raining heavily, not to mention that these spies came out in such bad weather. Let me just say that with such a heavy rain, it was almost impossible to see people from a distance of seven or eight meters. It was basically impossible for No. 76 to identify people and arrest them.
This is very strange.
Cen Yufeng frowned, puzzled.
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"Secretary, we have a situation." A subordinate on the side said.
"Say." Cen Yufeng took a look and asked.
"Starting from yesterday, those spies and Japanese soldiers suddenly conducted very strict checks on the streets."
"The interrogation is very strict?"
"Yes, if they think they are suspicious, they will stop and search them directly on the street, even in front of the police officers without any scruples."
After hearing the situation reported by his subordinates, Cen Yufeng's brows furrowed even more tightly, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong here.
What exactly motivated the Japanese and secret agents in Shanghai?
This has caused a lot of trouble and danger to their normal activities in Shanghai.
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Hangzhou, Kaiping Street.
A breakfast shop.
"You said that Ding Wen is making an urgent appointment with you and asking you to take people to Shanghai immediately?" Asai Kanbei gently stirred the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the bowl with the spoon in his hand, and asked in surprise.
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