Luo Liu quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Seeing Cheng Wufang sitting on a chair and leaning against the wall to bask in the sun, everything seemed to be normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Cheng."
"Brother Luo, you're back, are you okay?" Cheng Qianfan asked with concern.
"I'm back. I'm done. I feel relaxed now." Luo Liu smiled and said, "Nothing happened."
"No." Cheng Qianfan said, with a dull expression, but his heart moved. There was a paint stain the size of a thumb on the hem of Luo Liu's shirt.
Where did he go?
Why did it get stained with paint?
Cheng Qianfan kept it in mind.
At this moment, at the management office of Maiyuqiao Wharf, He Qichen stood at the window and looked with a telescope. When he saw a group of people from a distance, he looked surprised and asked, "Why are they here?"
At the far end, there are three cars parked.
The window of the car in the middle was rolled down, and He Huan poked his head out. A plainclothes spy was reporting to him.
"Director, the people have been dispersed." The spy whispered.
"Did you find Gao Lan?"
"not yet."
"Monitor closely." He Huan pondered for a moment, "Focus on the dock. Gao Lan is here to greet the important figures of the Red Party. We will take care of everything at that time."
"yes."
"Tell everyone to cheer up. If you slack off and indulge the enemy, you will be severely punished."
"yes."
…
In a awning boat on the riverside, Yu Pingan was sitting cross-legged. Next to him was Zhao Yansheng, who was always vigilant.
Wan Delong, instructor of the special training class and leader of the action team, opened the boat curtain and came in.
"Have you found any trace of Kawada Nagakichi?" Yu Ping'an asked in a deep voice.
"No." Wandelong shook his head, "Will he not come?"
"Probably not." Yu Pingan shook his head, "Qiqiaohua's information has always been accurate. Kawada Nagakichi must have something important to do here. He doesn't know that we are already targeting him. There is no reason to suddenly change the itinerary."
Wu Yuanfang hurriedly boarded the boat and handed a note to Yu Ping'an. The latter took a look and his expression changed.
"What a Kawada Nagakichi, so cunning." Yu Ping'an snorted coldly.
"Deputy Director Yu, what's wrong?"
"Qiqiaohua sent word that Kawada Nagakichi is not at Kawaki Club. Qiao Zhuang should have left long ago."
"What Deputy Director Yu means is that Nagakichi Kawada has already arrived at the dock early?"
"That's what I expected." Yu Ping'an thought for a moment, "Notify everyone that Kawada Nagakichi is at the dock, check."
"yes!"
…
Luo Liu was restless.
He saw Gao Lan and his people still staying at the dock.
Too dangerous.
He didn't know the purpose of Gao Lan and his party coming here. He only knew that today's Maiyuqiao Pier was extremely dangerous. Once the agents discovered Gao Lan and his party, they would have no chance of escaping.
Luo Liu knew Gao Lan, but Gao Lan didn't know him.
However, this was not the reason why he did not directly warn Gao Lan.
He is a secret agent of the Hangzhou Red Party lurking in the Secret Service. According to organizational discipline, his first priority is to lurk.
Without organizational orders, he cannot take the initiative to expose himself.
It was the only thing he could do to contact the couple in Huaguoliang and give them a warning. It was the contact channel reserved for him by the organization.
At this moment, Luo Liu caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye.
His whole back immediately felt cold.
That was He Huan, director of the political department of the Kuomintang Secret Service, an executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of his comrades.
Why does He Huan appear here?
Are you here for Gao Lan and others?
what to do?
Luo Liu was on pins and needles. He had the urge to sacrifice himself to warn Gao Lan and ask them to evacuate immediately!
However, strict organizational discipline restricts him from doing that.
…
Cheng Qianfan put out his cigarette butt in the corner.
He noticed Luo Liu's line of sight, and following his line of sight, he saw the people he had suspected before.
Is Luo Liu working with them?
Are you from the Hangzhou Secret Service?
Cheng Qianfan immediately rejected his guess.
Although Luo Liu tried his best to control his emotions, Cheng Qianfan still caught something unusual:
He looked at those people with worry and nervousness in his eyes.
Not the Hangzhou Secret Service?
Who could that be?
Japanese traitor?
Red party?
…
Woo woo woo.
The whistle of the passenger ship came from the river. This was a signal to the shore that it was ready to dock. Please ask the staff of the terminal management office to prepare in advance.
Meng Qiang was sweating profusely and he was running around in the crowd.
He was eager to find his comrades and warn them.
However, with so many people, he had no idea who his comrade was, let alone how many secret agents were hiding around him.
At this moment, he saw three cars parked in the distance.
The car door suddenly opened.
Some people got out of the car, and a few hurried men wearing peaked caps ran over and whispered something to the person in the middle.
No more hesitation.
Meng Qiang's hands were trembling, and his teeth were clenching.
"Director, we found someone suspected of being Gao Lan." The secret agent said to He Huan with an excited expression.
"Keep an eye on him, don't act rashly." He Huan was also very excited and said.
At this moment, a gunshot rang out.
He Huan was startled and crouched down quickly. The men around him immediately drew their guns and guarded him.
"Where to shoot?" He Qichen was also startled at the window of the management office.
Inside the awning boat, Yu Ping'an was suddenly startled, "Asshole, who acted without authorization?"
…
Cheng Qianfan, who was basking in the sun, was also startled by the sudden gunshot. He bent down, leaned against the corner, pulled out his gun, and looked around.
Luo Liu was shocked and pulled out his gun. Oops, the agents took action?
The bustling dock was in chaos with the sound of gunshots.
The crowd scrambled for their lives.
Cheng Qianfan looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw a man of medium build holding a Mauser pistol in his hand and fired another shot into the air.
Not far away, more than a dozen men in Chinese tunic suits were rushing over to surround him.
"Pa!" The man fired a shot in that direction.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Run, run! Comrades, run! There are spies!"
Cheng Qianfan's eyes widened. He turned around subconsciously and saw that the people he had always suspected seemed to be stunned. Some of them were digging into their pockets, as if they were about to rush to the rescue. However, they were stopped by the people beside them.
People hugged me.
"Let me go." The comrade selling buns growled, "Save him, save him, our comrade."
"Withdraw!" Gao Lan gritted his teeth and said.
"Captain Gao!" The person next to him said with red eyes.
"I said, retreat!" Gao Lan gritted his teeth, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious, "This is an order!"
"Ah!" Someone punched the wall hard.
Several people quickly evacuated, their figures were hidden among the fleeing crowd, and they quickly disappeared.
