The gate of Tiger Bridge Prison is open.

There are four cars in a group, and they come out in a row.

"Qianfan, follow that car." Chu Mingyu suddenly said.

"Yes!" Cheng Qianfan nodded, stepped on the accelerator and followed a car.

There is nothing unusual about the appearance of this car from other vehicles. However, Cheng Qianfan followed behind the vehicle and immediately noticed the "characteristics" of this car with his keen observation:

There are two-cent nickel-sized scratches under the taillights on the back of the vehicle, which are not conspicuous and cannot be seen without careful look.

If we take this point, this should be considered a vehicle with subtle flaws in appearance. Who would have thought that Mr. Wang would choose such a car?

...

Sixteen cars were divided into four convoys and drove out of the prison gate.

Outside the gate, eight Japanese three-wheelers were already waiting to take their seats.

Each convoy has three wheels with arms around the front and back of the Japanese military police armbands and the rear.

Cheng Qianfan's eyes shrank.

He didn't understand what caused this change:

A few days ago, when Wang Baihai's convoy set off, there was no Japanese military police accompanying him to guard him.

What does the Japanese smell?

Or is it that today's talks are very special, so Japan has improved its security guard level?

Cheng Qianfan didn't know the reason behind this.

However, it is obvious that the three rounds of Japanese military police joining the two sides will add considerable difficulties to possible assassination operations.

Yes, it's just 'the assassination that might come'.

After sending the secret message to his home in Shanghai, Cheng Qianfan could only wait. He waited alone and made all preparations alone. As for whether Zhou Ru successfully deciphered the secret message? Did Chongqing successfully receive the secret message? And after receiving the order from the Chongqing headquarters, can Nanjing successfully gather its forces to launch an assassination operation in such a tight time?

These are unknowns.

Thinking of this, Cheng Qianfan suddenly felt longing for Ruolan, Xiaobao, Xiaozhima, Lao Huang, sister, Comrade Lu Dazhang, etc.

If everything goes well, maybe 'Cheng Qianfan, a traitor from the French Concession in Shanghai, is about to die in the upcoming assassination of the traitors of the Wang family's big and small'.

Maybe, maybe, maybe, for Ruolan and others who are still in Shanghai, he died in this way by the assassination from the Military Control Commission, which is actually a good thing.

Cheng Qianfan raised a smile on his lips, and a long sigh in his heart.

The whole person seemed to have felt much more relaxed in an instant.

He has always been too tired.

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Mingyu noticed the smile of his nephew and quipped.

"I remembered Xiao Sesame." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, his eyes full of longing and joy for his son. "I don't know if I'll know you when I go back in the past few days."

"The child is my father, and blood is thicker than water. Let's spend more time with the child when he goes back." Chu Mingyu sighed, "I feel very relieved to see that you have already started a family and started a career. I still remember that when I first met you in Shanghai, my child was arrogant and wanted to fight with me for a drink."

"No, Uncle Chu talked nonsense." Cheng Qianfan showed an embarrassment and said quickly.

...

Time goes back three minutes.

The Wang convoy left the Tiger Bridge Prison and drove in three directions. There was a convoy on the east and west sides, and two convoys on the south side were eight cars traveling together.

"Finished." Xiao Kun put down the telescope in his hand. He said to Chang Xiaoyi next to him excitedly, "Call the signal and leave Dashiqiao Road, the car is heading towards Yushi Street, four cars, and the second one is raised."

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