"you say."

"If I am gone, I must protect Xiaobao. In addition, I hope the organization can protect my lover and children in the best of my ability." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

After saying that, he didn't wait for Lao Huang to speak, picked up the aluminum lunch box and ate the sour soup noodles in a hurry.

Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan frowned.

"What's wrong?" asked Lao Huang.

"Nothing." Cheng Qianfan shook his head.

This side must not be given by Zhou Ru, but by Haozi. This is a seemingly inconspicuous detail. If this bowl of noodles is eaten by someone else, it would be a fatal doubt.

Cheng Qianfan put the aluminum lunch box on the table and said with a smile, "Old Huang, I'm sleepy, I've washed the lunch box for me."

"This lunch box is good." Old Huang laughed.

"You old guy, you take advantage of all kinds of advantages, I'll give it to you." Cheng Qianfan cursed with a smile.

"I don't want it." Lao Huang yawned, "I'll give it back to you after washing."

Cheng Qianfan stopped leaving, but he did not turn around, opened the door, and was unable to enter the world of heavy night and dim street lights in the yard.

...

Xinkangli.

This is a small alley next to Xue Huali Road.

In order to facilitate the "Xiao Cheng" to have a more comfortable resting environment during his busy work, enthusiastic citizens actively contributed this Shikumen residential house.

Mr. Xiao Cheng repeatedly recommended it, but he could only accept it with great affection.

However, the room decoration style here was outdated, and Cheng Qianfan was not very satisfied and ordered Li Hao to redecorate it.

Second floor.

Cheng Qianfan lifted up a corner of the curtain and looked outside. The night was dark and nothing unusual.

"You stay here to cover me up." Cheng Qianfan said, "Remember, don't panic no matter what happens."

"Brother Fan, I remember." Haozi nodded.

Cheng Qianfan opened the safe, took out a violin case from it, and opened it. It was a Chicago typewriter inside.

He carefully checked the gun, confirmed that everything was normal, put the gun into the violin case and closed the box.

Cheng Qianfan put on makeup in front of the coat mirror.

He put on a wig, with slightly fluffy curly hair.

Beautiful beard.

Wear flat-gloss gold-rimmed glasses.

He picked up a Browning pistol with a sharpened gun, inserted it into the belt behind him, and put it on a thin windbreaker.

When I picked up the violin case, I looked like a music teacher at first glance.

"You cooked the sour soup noodles." Cheng Qianfan suddenly said before leaving the door.

"Yes, time is tight, I'll..." Li Hao said.

"Haozi, remember, the more time is, the more urgent the situation is, the more we cannot panic and be confused." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression.

"If someone else takes a bite of this noodles, it will be exposed." He patted Haozi's shoulder and said with a smile.

"I understand." Haozi was not stupid. He understood after thinking for a moment. He also had a cold sweat on his back and nodded with a serious expression.

Seeing Brother Fan leave through the secret passage, Li Hao returns to the second floor. He first turned off the incandescent lamp and then left the small night light at the head of the bed.

"Brother Fan, I'm going to sleep next door. I'll call me if I have something to do." Li Hao said.

Back in the next room, he went to bed and lie down with his clothes. He did not turn off the lights. He closed his eyes and soon snoring sounded.

...

The A-font safe house is about two streets away from Xinkangri.

When Cheng Qianfan arrived, Haozai and Taozi were already waiting for him.

"Team leader."

"Team leader."

The two saluted the leader of the "Xiao Mian".

Cheng Qianfan briefly told the two of them about all the major events that happened tonight.

"If you don't understand, ask."

Taozi and Haozai looked at each other, and they asked questions one after another.

"Team leader, can you confirm that Deputy Team Leader Liu died in his country?" Haozai asked a key question.

"It is not possible to confirm for the time being." Cheng Qianfan shook his head.

There was a big problem inside the police room in Beden District. Vaseline was determined to follow the Japanese, so when the police room entered the scene of the ammunition, No. 76 had already dealt with all the heads and tails, and there was not even a body or a wounded person left behind.

Haozi frowned and didn't ask anything more.

"I agree with the team leader's judgment. Hua Bingren's arrest may be related to the exposure of his identity by Deputy Team Leader Liu. Someone should have recognized Deputy Team Leader Liu. "Taozi looked at Haozai, "Deputy Team Leader Liu is under Migen, and Huazi is under Migen. How do these two people usually have a relationship?"

"Huazi is very popular within the Qing Gang." Haozai said, frowned, "In order to avoid excessive contact with Huazi, I will not contact him unless there is a task."

Cheng Qianfan nodded. Haozi meant that judging from Hua Bingren's temperament, he and Liu Yuchu should have known each other and even had a good relationship. However, Haozi tried his best to avoid excessive contact with Huazi for safety reasons, so he was just guessing and did not understand the exact situation.

In fact, this is what Cheng Qianfan has always asked. For secret intelligence officers like Hua Bingren, we should try not to contact them unless it is really necessary.

This arrangement now seems to have both pros and cons.

"Taozi." Cheng Qianfan looked at Qiao Chuntao, "Zhang Xiaolin's man was caught by No. 76, Xia Wenqiao should be interested."

"I understand." Taozi's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Haozai again, "Haozai, after dawn, there will be a case in Suzhou involving the French Concession, and you need to bring someone to deal with it."

"Team leader, I--" Haozai understood the danger of this incident. Although he understood that Brother Fan's arrangement was correct, he did not want to leave Shanghai at this time, and he was worried about Brother Fan.

"This is an order." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "After you leave, the two intelligence groups will be scattered and lurked, and remain silent."

"yes!"

...

Chuansha.

The night is as bright as ink.

Lu Xingge lay in a pit, covered by lush weeds on both sides.

His muzzle aimed at the Japanese soldiers standing guard at the door of the artillery tower.

"Can you fight accurately so far?" Jiang Mulei lying beside him and asked in a low voice.

Lu Xingge tilted his head slightly, glanced at Jiang Muzi with a squint, and raised a proud curve on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry."

Jiang Muzi grinned and covered her mouth and dared not make any sound.

After spending time together, he has figured out his partner's temper. He seems a little arrogant, but in fact he is a hero without those twists and turns. He is straightforward and easy to get along with.

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