Li Honglin did not dare to continue talking about Zhang Shouzheng and Pang Yiping, and quickly reported the news about Qian Chongwen.
"Tomorrow? No specific time?" Lin Chuang asked.
"No. However, that means it should be in the morning, because if it were the afternoon, Zhang Shouzheng could clean up at home. Moving is not a trivial matter." Li Honglin said.
"Well, that makes sense. Time is too tight." Lin Chuang said.
Yes, time is too tight.
Originally, he and Lu Ze agreed that as long as he got information about Qian Chongwen or lured him out of the consulate, Lu Ze would handle the rest.
Because of the Zhang Shouzheng incident, Lu Ze did not dare to live in the city, but stayed on Qu Qinghui's boat.
The two agreed that if they had any information, they could go to the vegetable market in the north of the city to find a fishmonger named Wang. In addition, Lu Ze also gave him the contact code.
The vegetable market can only open after eight o'clock every morning. Who should I give this information to now?
If Qian Chongwen leaves before eight o'clock, even if he sends it out, what is the use of outdated information?
What's more, as Qian Chongwen was the first high-ranking official to defect, the Japanese must have tightly guarded him. To assassinate him, a strict action plan must be formulated.
This is not something that can be decided with a slap on the head, nor is it as simple as getting a gunman to stand on the street and shoot Qian Chongwen's motorcade when he sees it approaching.
Lin Chuang couldn't help but feel a little headache when he thought about this.
Because of Nakano Yunzi's incident, Lin Chuang was somewhat resentful of Li Chunfeng's ruthlessness. He originally thought that as soon as he got the information and handed it over to Lu Ze, he would run away immediately, regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not.
But what to do now?
No matter? Watching Qian Chongwen’s cool visit to Hanshan Temple?
No, the traitor is hateful, and his heart must be punished. This opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back again. He must be killed!
Thinking of this, Lin Chuangchuang made up his mind, temporarily put aside his personal grievances, and began to plan how to kill Qian Chongwen.
Hanshan Temple is outside the city, just exit the south gate and go west.
Lin Chuang felt that Qian Chongwen was seeking death.
Because in order to kill Qian Chongwen and escape smoothly, the best assassination location must be outside the city, and Hanshan Temple fits this point perfectly.
The reason why the Japanese secret service allowed Qian Chongwen to go to Hanshan Temple is probably because there were Japanese troops stationed in Hanshan Temple, so safety could not be guaranteed.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Chuang feels that the assassination is extremely difficult.
First, the timing of the assassination is difficult to choose.
The assassination operation must be carried out between Qian Chongwen's motorcade leaving the south gate and Hanshan Temple. As long as he is allowed to enter Hanshan Temple, the assassination operation will basically be impossible.
Because there are Japanese troops stationed in Hanshan Temple, there are no tourists. Even if there are tourists, Lin Chuang and others can disguise themselves as tourists and sneak in and successfully carry out assassinations. Escape is also extremely difficult.
Lin Chuang would not sacrifice himself in order to assassinate a Qian Chongwen, and of course he could not sacrifice any of the "Three Thieves" either.
Therefore, the best time for the assassination is the two short moments between Qian Chongwen getting off the bus in front of the temple and entering the temple gate, or after leaving the temple and getting on the bus.
Second, assassination at close range is not feasible.
Qian Chongwen was bound to be surrounded by shouts of support and numerous guards, so he couldn't escape from an assassination attempt at close range.
Third, there are no firearms.
The only way to assassinate someone from a distance is with a sniper rifle.
I did have a sniper rifle, but it was taken to Shanghai by Liu Ermeng. This time I didn't dare to bring it because I was afraid of being interrogated on the road. Not to mention that I didn't bring the sniper rifle, nor the pistol.
Fourth, and most importantly, no one knows Qian Chongwen.
It is not easy to overcome these four difficulties.
Lin Chuang stood up and paced back and forth in the room as a habit.
"Sir, do you need to bother so much?" Li Honglin saw this and knew that his husband was in trouble, so he asked quickly.
"Oh? Do you have a good idea?" Lin Chuang asked.
"I'm going to get a long gun, and I'll lurk on Hanshan Mountain tonight. When Qian Chongwen gets out of the car, I'll shoot him from a distance, and then hide in the mountains. Where can I find it?" Li Honglin said.
"That's a good idea." Yi Lianhua said after hearing this.
Liu Ermeng also nodded and added: "Sniper rifle."
"Hahaha, you guys take it for granted. Is Hanshan Temple on the mountain?" Lin Chuang couldn't help but laugh.
"Isn't it called Hanshan Temple on the mountain?" Li Honglin asked.
"Hanshan Temple is not on a mountain, but on flat ground. There is nothing else around the temple except river branches." Lin Chuang said.
"Ah? I thought it was on the mountain." Li Honglin said.
Helplessly, Lin Chuang had to popularize historical knowledge to these three "heroes".
He asked Yi Lianhua to take out the pen and paper, and while drawing the floor plan of Hanshan Temple on the paper, he explained:
"Hanshan Temple was built in the Liang Dynasty by a man named Hanshan, so it is called Hanshan Temple. It did not get its name because it was built on Hanshan Mountain.
Hanshan Temple became famous all over the world because of a poem "Mooring at Maple Bridge at Night" written by Zhang Ji, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The poem said: "The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are sleeping in sorrow. It's cold outside the city of Gusu."
Mountain temple, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship.'"
"Oh, that's it." Li Honglin said.
"This poem is pleasant to listen to." Yi Lianhua said.
"So, because of the popularity of this poem, Hanshan Temple became famous all over the world. Not only Hanshan Temple, but also Maple Bridge, Night Mooring, and Tieling Pass have all become famous places..." At this point, Lin Chuang suddenly paused.
Yi Lianhua, Li Honglin and Liu Ermeng saw that their husbands were showing off their knowledge just now. How could they stay still?
Li Honglin was about to ask, but was stopped by Yi Lianhua's wink.
She naturally knew that her husband had some fantastic ideas and she couldn't disturb him.
Sure enough, Lin Chuang paused, drew two circles on the paper, filled in "Maple Bridge" and "Tieling Pass" respectively, and then drew a river and wrote on the other side of the river.
He wrote the word "car", then put down the pen and said: "Yes!"
Seeing Lin Chuang's joy, Yi Lianhua raised her eyebrows and quickly asked: "Sir, do you have a plan?"
"Yes, listen to me." Lin Chuang pointed to the picture and said: "Qian Chongwen is a calligrapher, a political commentator, and a scholar at heart. When he goes to Hanshan Temple, he cannot not pay homage to the ancients at Fengqiao and Yemo.
Maple Bridge is connected to Tieling Pass, so we chose to start here."
"What if he just doesn't go?" Li Honglin argued.
"You don't understand the minds of literati. They like to be immersed in the situation and understand what the ancients were thinking at that time. Zhang Ji wrote this famous poem while staying at night. Now that Qian Chongwen has arrived at Hanshan Temple, it is impossible not to go to Fengqiao to experience it.
Zhang Ji's mood and state of mind at that time." Lin Chuangdao.
"Not necessarily." Li Honglin shook his head: "What if he doesn't go to Fengqiao for safety reasons? Besides, he is a calligrapher, not a poet. It is understandable and understandable to feel the mood of visiting the stele gallery.
Is it necessary to describe the mood of the ancients when they wrote poems? Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn’t go."
"Yes, senior brother is right. Sir, although your judgment is 90% possible, what senior brother said is not impossible at all. If he just doesn't go, won't we catch him blind?" Yi Lianhua