The car in which Kawada Nagakichi and his party arrived arrived at a large house.
The house faces west and faces east, with a brick-carved gatehouse. There are three vestibules at the entrance, and a brick-carved gate to the west and south when entering the courtyard.
Sitting north and facing south, it is a tall and spacious house with five buildings and seven beams.
This is the mansion of Yang Wanwan, a wealthy man in Hangzhou.
Yulu Lane is more than 400 meters deep and is home to three families, all of whom are wealthy people in Hangzhou. The Yang family is one of the three families.
"Whose house is that?" Cheng Qianfan got off the rickshaw at the entrance of the alley and asked the driver.
"That's Assistant Manager Yang's house." The coachman said happily after receiving the tip.
Cheng Qianfan nodded and did not enter the alley. Instead, he entered a theater building diagonally across the alley. He chose a private room on the third floor, ordered a pot of tea and several plates of snacks, pretending to listen to the opera, but actually observing.
Yang Wanwan greeted Sanben and his group with a smile on his face.
"Yang Sang, I'm sorry to bother you." Sanben, a short and sturdy man, said with a smile.
"It is an honor for me to be able to serve Mr. Sanben." Yang Baiwan said with a smile, "Who is this?"
"This is Mr. Yoshino, a professor at Tokyo Imperial University, a close friend of mine." Sanbon said casually.
"It turns out to be Mr. Yoshino, whom I have admired for a long time."
"Mr. Yang, I take the liberty of interrupting you." Kawada Yongji smiled and bowed.
"Mr. Yoshino's visit to this humble abode is so wonderful." Yang Baiwan smiled with a smile on his face. Seeing Sanben's slightly serious expression, he apologized and said, "Everyone, I have ordered my servants to entertain me well. I still have some things to do.
Deal with it, come as you go, that's rude."
"Yang Sang, just go about your business." Sanben said.
"Excuse me."
"I like this little old man, he is a very sensible person." Looking at the back of Yang Wanwan as he left, Kawashima Eiji said.
"Yang Wanwan is a rich man in Hangzhou, and his business is mostly taken care of by the empire." Sanben sneered, "a fairly sensible Chinese businessman."
A servant of the Yang family led Sanben and Kawada Nagakichi into a side room.
Tea and exquisite pastries were placed in turn.
Sanben waved his hand, and his men immediately left and guarded outside the room.
…
"Sanbon-kun, have you checked clearly?" Kawada Eikichi asked in a deep voice.
"It's basically clear." Sanben nodded, "The Kuomintang Party Affairs Investigation Office set up a trap at the dock to arrest the China Red Party."
"Oh?" Kawada Nagakichi frowned, "Is it consistent with our goal?"
"It should be." Sanben nodded, "It is most likely that the actions of the China Red Party at the dock attracted the attention of the China National Party Party Affairs Department."
"What a pity." Kawada Nagakichi shook his head.
"Kawada-kun, we can only use the second plan."
"Yes, that's all." Kawada Eikichi nodded helplessly, "It's a pity. I still admire Wen Changjian. That's all. Wen Sang should be extremely happy to be able to devote his life to the Empire of Japan."
Sanben smiled and said nothing. This good friend of his was good at everything but just liked to put on airs.
The so-called second plan is to use Wen Changjian's real body as bait to trick the red party into picking off the traitors.
With this plan, they don't care about the life safety of the bait, they only care about whether the bait can catch fish.
"Kawada-kun, are you sure you don't want to go back to the Japanese concession?" Sanben asked with concern, "This is not a concession after all. In terms of safety..."
"Don't go to the concession." Kawada Nagakichi shook his head, "The concession has always been the focus of surveillance by the Chinese government agents, but it is easy to attract attention."
Seeing what Sanben had to say, Kawada Eikichi smiled and said, "Don't worry, my friend, my coming to Hangzhou is extremely confidential, and I am very safe here."
"Okay." Sanbon nodded. He also felt that Kawada Nagakichi's words made sense. "I will leave half of my people for you. If you need anything, you can ask Okazaki-kun to go to the consulate."
"No, Sanbon-kun, take all your people away." Kawada Nagakichi shook his head, "Your people will inevitably be targeted by Chinese agents if they are active in Hangzhou for a long time."
…
The door of Yang Mansion opened.
Cheng Qianfan saw a short, middle-aged man coming out, escorted by seven or eight of his men.
Three of them escorted the stocky man into a car, while the rest walked out of the alley and called a rickshaw to leave.
He looked carefully and did not see Kawada Nagakichi, Mr. Small Round Glasses and others among the people leaving.
Cheng Qianfan stayed in the theater until the evening, and ordered lunch in a private room.
Until the sunset, he judged that Kawada Nagakichi and others were still staying in Yang Mansion, and it seemed that they would not leave for the time being.
Cheng Qianfan immediately left the theater and walked down the street until he found the telephone booth of a telegraph office.
Inside, a man wearing a telegraph office uniform was dozing.
Cheng Qianfan knocked on the window sill.
"What to do?" The disturbed man yawned and said angrily.
"I want a phone number." Cheng Qianfan glanced around.
"Where do you want it?" the man asked impatiently.
"No. 60, Fanghua Street, Limin Trading Co., Ltd."
The man picked up the microphone and shook the handle, "I want No. 60 Fanghua Street, Limin Trading Co., Ltd."
Cheng Qianfan took the phone and said, "Please step aside."
The other party was about to get angry, but when he saw the banknotes handed over by Cheng Qianfan, he smiled, picked up the enamel cup, and said, "Hurry up."
After the other party walked away, Cheng Qianfan covered the phone and whispered, "I'm looking for Boss Wu."
"I am, who are you?"
"I want to order a batch of seafood. Mr. Yu likes to eat this."
"Wait."
…
No. 30, Xiongzhen Building.
Xiaobailou.
Yu Ping'an was furious. His good actions were messed up by the Party Affairs Investigation Office. He was furious.
Wu Yuanfang previously reported that Cheng Wufang discovered the traces of Kawada Yongji and went to follow him.
This gave Yu Pingan a glimmer of hope again.
It's been a long time, and Cheng Wufang still hasn't replied, making Yu Ping'an extremely anxious.
He was worried that Cheng Wu would be in trouble.
He didn't care about Cheng Wufang's life or death. What made him furious was that Kawada Nagakichi escaped this time. This person was extremely cunning and it would be difficult to catch him again.
At this moment, Wu Yuanfang hurried to the door and said, "Report."
"Come in!"
Wu Yuanfang pushed the door open and walked forward quickly, "Deputy Director Yu, Cheng Wufang's phone number, phone No. 3."
Yu Ping'an took two big steps to the desk, picked up the red microphone, and said, "Answer phone number 3."
"Hello, I'm Yu Ping'an."
"Deputy Director Yu, I am Cheng Wufang."
Hearing Cheng Wufang's hoarse voice, Yu Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief, "Where are you now?"
"I'm at the telegraph office on Sanmin Road." Cheng Qianfan whispered, "Deputy Director Yu, I found the whereabouts of Kawada Nagakichi."
"Where is it? Kawada returned to the Japanese concession?" Yu Ping'an asked urgently.
What he was most worried about was that Kawada Nagakichi returned to the Japanese concession.
There was no declaration of war between the national government and the Japanese, and the Secret Service had nothing to do with Kawada Nagakichi who was hiding in the Japanese Concession.
"No." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "I have been watching the house of Yang Baiwan, a wealthy man in Hangzhou, on Yulu Lane, but Kawada Yongji did not come out."
"Okay! Very good, great!" Yu Ping'an was overjoyed, "You did a good job, keep watching, I will arrange for someone to go over here."
"Understood, I'm watching from the third floor of the theater diagonally opposite Yulu Lane."
"Very good! Keep an eye on me!" Yu Ping'an put down the phone and couldn't hide his excitement. He directly pressed the ring bell and said, "Everyone gathers!"