Hao Zai helped the drunk Mr. Cheng get out of the car.
"Okay, you go back. You have worked hard these days. Take a rest early." Bai Ruolan said.
"Sister-in-law, let's go then."
Bai Ruolan closed the door, bolted it, and complained, "I told you not to drink. I have to drink. I have just been discharged from the hospital."
Then Xiaobao's confused voice came down from the stairs, "Sister Ruolan, brother is drunk again?"
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outside the door.
Two black umbrellas were being opened, and Cheng Qianfan got into the car with his waist up. The curtains of the car were closed in advance.
Li Hao and Hao Zai also quickly put away their umbrellas, one got into the cab and the other got into the passenger seat.
Li Hao carefully reversed the car and drove out.
"Brothers are already in place?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a deep voice.
"Chang Shenyi was in Lujia Lane, Li Yuan was in Fangjia Lane, and Xia Houyuan was in Beitang District. The brothers were divided into three groups, led by Jiang Mulezi, the little Taoist priest and Qiao Chuntao respectively. They agreed to act at the same time at 9:30 in the evening.
"Hao Zai said.
"Where is the woman named Qiu Xing?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"This woman disappeared." Hao Zai replied.
"Disappeared? What do you mean?" Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
"This Qiu Xing is very alert. Brothers don't dare to follow her too closely. We only know that she bought a boat ticket yesterday and then disappeared." Hao Tsai said.
"Ferry ticket? Where to go?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's a ferry ticket to Hong Kong." Hao Zai said.
"Hong Kong..." Cheng Qianfan pondered.
Qiu Xing is a woman who is more vigilant and professional than Chang Shenyi, Li Yuan, and Xia Houyuan, which seems to indicate that this woman is unusual.
Did you really go to Hong Kong?
Or is it just a cover?
"Ignore this woman for now." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "First catch these three people."
At this time, more than a month had passed since the death of Nagatomo Inao.
After Changyou Cunnan's death, Cheng Qianfan ordered the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team to closely monitor the three suspected Japanese special agents and traitors who had close contact with Changyou Cunnan, instead of rushing to take action.
On the one hand, Mimoto Jiro was going crazy and investigating the attack on Nagatomo Akio. If he bumped into him rashly at this time, something might have happened.
In addition, he always had a guess that Nagatomo Atsuo secretly met with these people one after another at that time, possibly for some secret operation or mission.
It is not even ruled out that this is a spy organization secretly controlled by Nagatomo Akio.
By secretly monitoring these three people, we may be able to gain unexpected results.
However, after more than a month of secret surveillance, there was nothing obviously abnormal about these three people.
Among the three people, two work in foreign companies and one is a piano teacher. They are all considered to be upper-class people in Shanghai. They frequently visit some high-end places and have frequent contacts with rich people and ladies.
At this time, the aftermath of Nagatomo Cunnan's murder case had faded, and Cheng Qianfan decided to close the net and take three people into custody for interrogation.
…
The Shanghai special intelligence team divided into three groups and arrested three suspected Japanese special forces and traitors.
This is an unprecedented large-scale operation by the Shanghai special situation team that has been dormant for nearly two months.
Cheng Qianfan chose to take charge of the arrest operation in Lujia Lane.
This woman Qiu Xing is nominally Chang Shenyi's wife.
Although these two people should be a fake couple, generally speaking, the secret service will not randomly arrange two people to pretend to be a couple. The two people must be partners and serve in a certain latent mission or operation for a long or short term.
Qiu Xing disappeared.
Cheng Qianfan decided to open a gap in Chang Shenyi's body.
This is a two-story small western-style building in the junction area of Central District and Xiafei District.
Cheng Qianfan did not come to the front line to command in person, and the car was parked almost a mile away from the action site.
The raindrops were thin and dense.
Ginger Mule, wearing a raincoat, came to the car.
Cheng Qianfan rolled down the car window halfway.
"Surrounded?" he asked.
"Yes." Jiang Mulezi nodded. He was close to the car window, blocking all possible views of the team leader. "Team leader, I'm going over."
"Try to catch them alive," Cheng Qianfan warned.
"clear."
Watching Jiang Mulezi leave, Cheng Qianfan rolled up the car window.
He took out a Browning revolver from his body. This gun was not his sidearm. It came from the black market. It was impossible to use a gun to identify people.
There was no light in the car, so Cheng Qianfan checked the condition of the gun by feeling.
After confirming that the gun was normal, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Haozi."
"Understood." Hao Zai said. He got out of the car, opened the rear door, and took a wooden box from the team leader's hand, which contained a Chicago typewriter.
Hao Zai came to a corner, assembled his submachine gun in twos and twos, found a hidden position, and started to be on guard.
In addition to providing fire support to Jiang Mulezi's action team when necessary, his task is more importantly to ensure the safety of team leader 'Xiao Mian'.
For the Shanghai Special Situation Team, the team leader "Xiao Mian" is God. Only when "Xiao Mian" is there, the Shanghai Special Situation Team is here.
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Jiang Mulezi, his fourth brother and other action team members surrounded the small foreign-style building.
This is an independent small western-style building, separated from the neighbor next door by dozens of meters.
The other party may have chosen this place to live because of the concealment of the agent's operations, which would allow for freer and safer access.
But it also provides more mobility convenience for the action team members at this time.
"Action!" Jiang Mulezi ordered.
Some of the action team members were holding short guns and some were holding daggers. They began to move forward at a stoop, walking as lightly as possible.
Action is to catch the opponent off guard.
An action team member held a dagger in his hand and rushed to the front. He was always ready for close combat.
At this moment, jingle bell bell.
The sound of bells.
"Sishen Niang!" Jiang Mulezi cursed in his heart.
The other party was obviously extremely cunning and careful, and even set up an early warning bell.
Because it was raining and the visibility was poor, the most important thing is that the wire of the bell must have been specially made of black wire, so no one noticed such a gadget.
"Come in!" Jiang Luozi ordered. Since he has been discovered, what he needs now is speed.
The door was kicked open directly.
The maid on the first floor screamed and was covered by a team member.
"Don't shout!" Jiang Mulezi said, "I only want to make money and don't want to commit murder!"
He deliberately told the target upstairs, hoping that they would mistakenly think that they were criminal thieves.
Leave three team members to check the rooms on the first floor.
Others continued rushing upstairs.
"Safety."
"Here is one." A team member forced a woman out of the room with a gun.
"Where is the master of the house?" Jiang Laosi pointed his gun at the woman.
The woman seemed frightened, trembling, and looked towards a small room near the back.
Jiang Laosi looked over subconsciously, and then immediately realized that something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw this person who could take out a small pistol from his body.
Snapped!
Jiang Mulezi, who was always vigilant, shot the woman to death.
"Search!" he shouted, "be careful!"
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Snapped!
"Do it!" He Guan pulled out a pistol from his waist and shot the suspicious traitor to death, shouting.
They successfully bypassed the Japanese stronghold on the small road, and on their way to Shanghai, they encountered three traitors from the New Asia Peace Promotion Association who were going to the countryside to collect food. These people said they were buying food from the common people, but in fact many of them were almost
