About two minutes after Cheng Qianfan and Hao Zai evacuated, Yoshida led several special agents from the Special High School to the house.
The three of them did not break in through the main entrance of the courtyard, but climbed over the wall.
An agent made a slightly louder sound when he landed, earning a glare from Yoshida.
Yoshida listened carefully for a moment to make sure that he did not attract the attention of the enemies in the room. He waved his hand, and an agent from the Special High School took out a piece of wire from his body, fiddled with it a few times and opened the door latch inside.
Two agents were in front, Yoshida was in the middle, and one agent was in the back. The four of them held Nanbu pistols in both hands and walked lightly up the wooden ladder.
There were three rooms upstairs, and the doors of two of them were opened. Yoshida entered cautiously and made sure that no one was in the room.
There is only one last room left.
The enemy should be hiding in this room. Yoshida secretly observed on the way here. This room faces Cordier Road and has an excellent shooting view.
Looking at the closed door of this room, Yoshida did not act immediately. He pointed at the door and raised three fingers.
Three, two, one!
A Japanese man rushed up and kicked the door open with all his strength.
Yoshida and two others held Nanbu pistols and opened fire into the room.
"bomb!"
"careful!"
When Yoshida, who was shooting, saw the smoke from the bomb, his face turned pale with fright, and he turned around and ran towards the stairs.
The other three Japanese reacted a little slower and screamed in fright.
boom!
"What happened?" Araki Harima moved the telescope and looked in the direction of the explosion on Notre Dame Road. His face was ashen.
Although he did not see it in person, Araki Harima highly suspected that Yoshida, whom he sent there, encountered an enemy ambush.
"Bag duck falls!" Araki gritted his teeth, filled with resentment in his heart.
Araki Harima was overjoyed when he learned about the latest secret base of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service from Lu Fei. This was an excellent opportunity to capture all the Shanghai Station.
He could almost see the medal waving to him.
Araki Harima never dreamed that what was supposed to be an encirclement and annihilation operation would turn into the current situation.
"Report to captain, the guild hall at No. 19 Cordier Road has been captured." A subordinate came to report.
"Have you caught Zheng Lijun?" Araki Harima asked immediately.
"Report to captain, there is no report at the moment." One of his subordinates reported.
"Where is Zheng Lijun?" Araki Harima was angry and puzzled. Zheng Lijun was not seen breaking out from the courtyard at the guild hall. There were special agents of the Special High School Division attacking at the front and back doors of the guild hall.
Even the walls of the guild hall are watched by the empire's sharpshooters. If someone wants to escape over the wall, he will only be greeted by ruthless bullets.
Under such circumstances, the men who had already invaded the club did not find Zheng Lijun's shadow, which made Araki Harima feel confused and angry.
"Several agents from the Shanghai Station have been captured, and efforts are being made to hunt for Zheng Lijun." His subordinates reported, "After preliminary interrogation, the reason why those people were caught was because they were ordered to stay and urgently burn secret documents."
"Rescue the files!" Araki Harima said immediately.
"The fire has been extinguished with water and some parts have been rescued," the subordinate said.
"Continue to search for Zheng Lijun!" Araki Harima said. Even if we can't catch all Shanghai Station this time, if we can capture Zheng Lijun, the acting webmaster of Shanghai Station, it will be a good result.
Dududu.
At this moment, a whistle sounded from the far end of the street and the sound of a patrolman running over.
"Asshole!" Araki Harima's expression changed. He knew that this was the policeman from the patrol room coming.
"Order everyone to retreat immediately!" Araki Harima took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down his unwillingness and anger, and roared.
Although the Empire is not afraid of conflict with the French, this time he led a large number of people and weapons into the French Concession, including even a small team of Imperial Gendarmerie in plain clothes, which shows that the Empire is not afraid of the French.
However, private actions are private actions. Whether it is the French or the Empire, both sides are well aware of this. What is important is the public face.
Araki Harima knew that the empire was not ready to break up with the French, so he still had to try his best to avoid direct exchanges of fire with the patrols.
…
"Brother Ming, why don't you rush over?" A patrol officer glanced at the surroundings and his colleagues who were circling in a running state, and couldn't help but ask his superior.
"Idiot!" Fei Ming went up and slapped his policeman's hat with one hand, "Listen to the gunfire over there, do you want to go up and die?"
Not far away, the old man who was sitting leisurely on the roadside and smoking a cigarette glanced towards this side and couldn't help but smile.
He still remembered the shootout on Rastor Road two years ago. He and the road boss were on the police together, and they hid two blocks away from the shootout to 'listen to the show.'
, but was given a few slaps by Lutouer.
"Why did the whistle stop?" The old hat flicked the ashes of his cigarette and shouted, "Keep blowing the whistle, don't stop."
Soon, Dududu's whistle sounded again.
"The Japanese have withdrawn." Someone who was watching at the entrance of the alley shouted.
"Which way are you going?" the old hat asked quickly.
"I went over there and didn't come here."
The old man nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. He asked his men to blow the whistle, stamp their feet, and pretend to run forward just to send a signal to the warring parties:
People inside, listen, our patrol is about to enter the scene!
"Captain Hat, a group of people are coming this way."
"How many people?" the old man asked in a low voice.
"Twenty or thirty of them are still carrying the door panel. They are probably the wounded."
"Everyone has it." The old hat ordered, "Turn right and enter Dugu Alley."
The patrolmen obeyed the order, turned right, and filed into Yagu Alley.
"Brother Ming, why didn't you take action?" the patrolman who had been beaten just now asked in a low voice, "it's all thanks to the wounded and disabled soldiers being sent to our door."
Snapped!
Fei Ming slapped his subordinate on the head very hard this time, and shouted in a low voice, "Niang Ren, those are people from Chongqing, they are all Chinese, you have the heart to do it."
The old man listened not far away and shook his head, "Today we arrested people from Chongqing. Everyone should be careful when going out tomorrow."
The rest of the patrolmen nodded, what the hat leader said made sense.
In addition, some police officers also agree with what Fei Ming said:
No one dares to fight the Japanese and fight against the Japanese, but to arrest the anti-Japanese elements? We are all Chinese, how can we bear it!
Of course, there are also some people with evil intentions who secretly keep Fei Ming's words and deeds in their hearts...
…
From a distance, I saw the patrolman from the patrol room turning into a small alley and clearing the way. How could the people at Shanghai Station still not know what he meant?
Everyone ran like crazy and passed quickly.
Hearing the news, the people from Chongqing ran over and saw that the old hat had not yet ordered everyone to leave the alley. Fei Ming looked at the old hat and wanted to ask.
At this moment, there were footsteps approaching.
"Police officers, please don't come out. We won't meet each other." A Yuan covered his face with a piece of cloth, leaving only his eyes exposed, and said outside the alley.
"What are you doing here again?" a patrolman couldn't help but ask.
"My eldest brother told me about your kindness today, and he remembered it. I will thank you later!" A Yuan put a cloth bag in his hand on the ground, "This is a small way to drink tea for all the police officers, don't dislike it.
"
"Who is your eldest brother?" Fei Ming felt the blood surge in his heart and couldn't help shouting.
"Lu Xingge, Shanghai Station of the Military Unification Bureau!" A Yuan clasped his fists, "My eldest brother said that if we drink the Huangpu River together, we are all Shanghainese. For five thousand years, we are all Chinese. Goodbye!"
The sound of footsteps faded away, and the patrolmen were whispering.
A patrolman ran out, picked up the bag, opened it, looked at it, and shouted to the old hat in surprise, "Boss Hat, a generous gift!"
When the police officers heard this, they gathered around to take a look.
Fei Ming walked to the entrance of the alley and looked at the direction A Yuan was running in. He couldn't help but feel the excitement in his heart and said with admiration, "Lu Xingge, Military Command, what a good man!"
At this moment, there was a roar.
The earth seemed to be trembling.
All the patrolmen were startled, lying on the ground one after another, holding weapons in their hands and looking around nervously.
"Spread out, spread out!" the old man yelled angrily, "Go and see what's going on over there."
The policemen didn't move, and then they heard Fei Ming shout, "I'm going!"
"Be careful," the old hat warned.
"You know, (I) am not a fool." Fei Ming replied.
About ten minutes later, Fei Ming came back.
"What happened just now?" the old hat asked quickly.
"The bridge was blown up, and a Japanese car was blown into the river," Fei Ming said.
"What are the casualties?" asked the old man.
"I don't know." Fei Ming shook his head, "There were people who took the risk and ran out to shout and ask about the situation. I heard that the Japanese fell into the river, but they all disappeared again."
He secretly laughed in his heart and stayed at the scene to watch but did not save anyone. The citizens were frightened by the brutality of the Japanese and did not dare, so everyone simply ran away.
"Rest where you are for five minutes." Old Hat shouted.
Fei Ming lowered his voice and asked, "Haotou, aren't you afraid that the inspector will scold you?"
"What the hell!" the old man spat, "If I had brought my brothers there, the inspector would have beaten me even more! The situation is unknown, what if there is a bomb."
He said the latter sentence in a raised voice.
…
Wu Shunjia spread her legs and ran as hard as she could.
His heartbeat accelerated, his face turned slightly red, and his whole body was in a state of excitement.
Every time when the bomb he made exploded, he felt so satisfied. This feeling was even more comfortable than sleeping with a woman.
"Hey Youyou, you scared me to death, scared me to death."
After rushing out of Cordier Road, Wu Shunjia was stopped by the patrolman. He sat down on the ground and shouted in fear.
The patrolman glanced at the frightened man and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
"Wait, wait a minute." Wu Shunjia raised her hand, "Please wait a minute, I'm scared to death. It could kill you."
…
"Brother Fan, let's have a sip of tea." Hao Zai handed a cup of freshly boiled tea to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan took the tea cup and put it aside casually, "Where is the wine I asked you to prepare?"
"Yes, yes." Hao Zai patted his head and took out two bottles of flowers from a dilapidated wooden cabinet.
Cheng Qianfan took the two bottles of wine, opened them both, raised his neck, and Gudong Gudong drank most of the bottle.
After resting for ten minutes, I drank half a bottle of Donggudong again.
Then he picked up another bottle of wine. Gudong Gudong drank half of the bottle, then began to take off his clothes, took off Xiao Mian's outfit, handed it to Hao Zai, "Burn it."
"Understood!" Hao Zai nodded. Without any delay, he took the clothes directly and stuffed them into the small heating table. He watched the clothes burning step by step. He poked the clothes with a fire stick to make them fully burn.
After scattering all the ashes from his clothes, he returned to the canopy.
Yes, he and Mr. Cheng are now in a awning boat. They are returning by water. Only in this way can they ensure that Mr. Cheng is not seen all the way and is as hidden as possible.
Cheng Qianfan had already changed into the uniform of a senior police officer in the French Concession Patrol Room.
When Hao Zai came in, he saw Brother Fan spilling some of the remaining half bottle of wine on the police uniform, especially on the sleeves and chest.
Finally, some wine was spilled on the neck.
After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan picked up the tea that Hao Zai had prepared for him. After taking a sip, he reached in directly to pick up the tea leaves and put it into his mouth. After chewing it, he swallowed part of it and spit out part of it.
"Brother Fan, you can't get used to this tea?" Hao Zai asked.
"Next time, remember to buy the same tea from Haozi's house." Cheng Qianfan said with a wine burp.
"I didn't think it through well." Hao Zai was slightly stunned, then he understood the meaning and looked ashamed, "I remember it."
"Although the Shanghai Station successfully broke through in today's battle, the casualties were considerable." Cheng Qianfan frowned and said.
The Shanghai Station first experienced a major shock when its assistant station manager Ruan Zhiyuan rebelled and station manager Zheng Weilong was arrested.
Now that I have experienced this disaster again, it can be said that it is very painful.
"They have already escaped. Without our secret help, they would probably be in trouble this time," Hao Zai said.
"The most regrettable thing is that no trace of 'Nagging' was found this time." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, playing with a cigarette in his hand.
For him, the most important thing is to find 'Nagging' as soon as possible and get rid of this hidden danger.
Hao Zai also nodded and sighed. Naturally, he was very aware of the great threat that 'Nagging' posed to Brother Fan.
"Has anyone been left?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Keep it." Hao Zai nodded, "This brother used to work at Shanghai Station. He has seen Lu Fei's behavior, so he will keep an eye on him secretly."
Staring at Lu Fei and finding 'Nagging' through Lu Fei is the only method Cheng Qianfan can take at present, and it is also a more dangerous 'stupid method'.
"Be sure to pay attention to safety." Cheng Qianfan said, knowing that Hao Zai was talking about Pan Laojiu.
"Brother Fan, don't worry, everything has been arranged." Hao Zai said.
In fact, he has cut off all contact with Pan Laojiu from everyone except himself. Even if this brother is discovered by the Japanese, the danger will be to him at most, and he vowed not to let himself become Brother Fan's safety.
of threat.
…
"Take a break, let's have something to eat and drink some water."
Following Cheng Xuyuan's words, the Shanghai Station personnel who were desperately running for their lives sat down on the ground, and some even collapsed directly to the ground. They were not only tired, but also scared.
Lu Xinge did not sit down, he observed the situation around him vigilantly.
After confirming that there were no Japanese around, he still arranged for two of his men to be on guard, and then sat down to rest.
The biggest doubt in his mind now is:
Who has been secretly helping in the battle just now?
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