"Brother Fan, I'm not ours." Chen Hu glanced at the rearview mirror on the right and said to Cheng Qianfan, "Xiao Qi and the others are following in a foreign car."

On such bluestone roads, riding a foreign bike is more convenient than a car.

As he said that, Chen Hu also took out a short gun from his waist, turned off the insurance, and was ready to respond at any time.

"Brother Fan, could it be Zhang Xiaolin's person?" he asked.

When an unknown stalker suddenly appeared, his first consideration was to protect Brother Fan's safety.

There are many people who hate Brother Fan. In addition to Chongqing and the Red Party, Zhang Xiaolin is the one who has the ability and courage to do things.

And in Chen Hu's opinion, Zhang Xiaolin is more likely.

"It's hard to say." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "It might also be for Xie Guanglin."

Cheng Qianfan was nine points confident that the person in the back should be the No. 76. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. If he calculated the time, Comrade Abacus should have called the phone in front of Li Cuiqun's case. No. 76 should have made any moves.

"Brother Fan, do you want Xiao Di to send you back first?" Chen Hu said, "Just leave it to me."

"I have to stare at this matter myself." Cheng Qianfan shook his head slowly, "Hu Zi, remember, Xie Guanglin can only be in our hands, if someone comes to grab it..."

A cruel coldness rose from the corner of his mouth, "Just kill him."

"I understand." Chen Hu nodded.

...

"Sir, we're here." The rickshaw driver put down the handlebar, picked up the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gasped for breath.

Xie Guanglin got off the rickshaw. He looked up at the plaque of "Ciyunzhai", nodded, and handed the fare to the driver.

"Sir, where are you feeling uncomfortable?" The apprentice from the clinic came up and asked politely.

"I've made an appointment with Dr. Ning." Xie Guanglin covered his mouth and coughed gently.

"Are you Mr. Xie from Qingxin Middle School?"

Xie Guanglin nodded.

"Please ask Mr. Xie, the master is already waiting." The apprentice took Xie Guanglin into the inner hall.

...

"Ciyunzhai..." Cheng Qianfan lifted up the curtain of the car and glanced at the clinic that was slanted.

This name is more like a Buddhist temple than a clinic.

"After a while, people will take action." Cheng Qianfan yawned and said.

"Yes." Chen Hu said. He glanced at not far away and saw the car that was following him parked not far away. "Brother Fan, they may have come for Xie Guanglin, I'll go and deploy it."

"Go." Cheng Qianfan nodded lightly.

...

"Section Chief, Cheng Qianfan's people are also staring at Xie Guanglin."

"Don't care about them." Wan Sanliang bit the cigarette in his mouth. The cigarette was actually wet and extinguished by saliva. He spitted it out in one mouthful, "Just pretend that you don't know anything, and just take it directly after a while."

According to the information provided by the Inspector Zhao in the French Concession Police Station, Cheng Qianfan should have discovered Xie Guanglin and thought about arresting him and giving him to the Japanese for reward.

Zhao Shuli and Cheng Qianfan had the hatred of taking over his wife, so naturally they didn't want to see Cheng Qianfan accomplish good things, so they quietly reported it to Director Li.

Now they are snatching meat from Cheng Qianfan's mouth to eat it.

Just think that I don’t know this. Even if this “Mr. Xiao Cheng” has taken care of it, they have reasons:

This person was discovered by them on the 76th!

Besides, Cheng Qianfan has not yet publicly defected to the Japanese, and they are just doing things for the Japanese in the 76th. This matter is so utterly unreasonable, and it is all the reason for the Japanese.

...

"Sir, we are here." The rickshaw driver put down the handlebar and said gasping. He picked up the gourd hanging on the handlebar, pulled out the gourd, and drank cold water in big mouthfuls.

"Not bad." Chen Gongshu got out of the rickshaw. He glanced at his subordinate who was pretending to be the rickshaw driver, "Dayun, you pretend to be like the two of them."

Especially the action of drinking water with a gourd just now is very natural, almost the same as a real rickshaw driver.

"Sir, I used to pull a cart." Judayun wiped his mouth and said.

Then he saw that Chen Gongshu got out of the car and was about to leave directly, so he quickly grabbed it, "Sir, you haven't paid for the car yet."

"I forgot if I'm anxious." Chen Gongshu shook his head and smiled, and said as he took out two nickel coins from his pocket and handed them to Juda Yun. He really forgot.

"Scare Nong, scare Nong." Judayun thanked him in a familiar Shanghai dialect.

Chen Gongshu looked up at the shop sign of "Ciyunzhai" not far away. His eyes were staring at Xiao Yuanshan, the captain of the Operations Second Brigade who had arrived earlier.

Xiao Yuanshan nodded, meaning that everything was arranged.

Chen Gongshu walked straight towards Huixing Teahouse not far from Ciyunzhai.

...

Wan Sanliang likes to eat plums.

He likes the sour and sweet feeling of plums in his mouth.

Biaji spit out the plum core out of the car window.

Wan Sanliang's eyes were always staring at the man who had just gotten out of the rickshaw.

The man got off the car and forgot to pay the car, which attracted his attention.

He thought this man might have forgotten to pay for the car because he was in a hurry to go to Ciyunzhai for medical treatment.

At this time, after seeing this man paying the fare, he did not go to Ciyunzhai, but to Huixing Teahouse not far away, a look of thought appeared in Wan Sanliang's eyes.

Generally speaking, the coachman will park the rickshaw at the destination as the door, unless the road is inconvenient.

As for now, there are no barriers at the entrance of Huixing Teahouse. If passengers want to go to Huixing Teahouse, the coachman will park the rickshaw directly at the entrance of Huixing Teahouse, rather than parking closer to Ciyunzhai.

Although it is only thirty or forty steps to get from the rickshaw parked to Huixing Teahouse, this is not what it should be for both passengers and coachmen:

Passengers will be unhappy and the coachman will not do it properly.

Wan Sanliang's eyes were on the rickshaw driver.

The rickshaw driver pulled the car to a secluded place near the telephone pole, sat on the handlebar, took out a hard-cold pancake from a cloth bag, and started eating it with the cold water in the gourd.

Wan Sanliang frowned slightly. The food of this rickshaw driver is good.

Of course, it is not that the rickshaw drivers can’t afford to eat sesame cakes, and they can still afford to grit their teeth. However, most rickshaw drivers are reluctant to let them go. They want to save money from their mouths just to buy an extra handful of rice and let the whole family get full.

He looked at the rickshaw driver again. He was not old and maybe he hadn't gotten married, so it was understandable.

Then his eyes looked at Huixing Teahouse not far away, and his eyes moved up. Wan Sanliang saw the man who had just gotten out of the rickshaw and was sitting by the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

He stared at the man's face carefully and looked at him.

This man has a national face and a burly figure.

I didn't recognize it, and I didn't find any abnormalities.

Wan Sanliang withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to Ciyunzhai. Today's mission is to capture the anti-Japanese elements who returned from Citiland. Since there is nothing unusual, there will be no trouble.

...

biaji!

Chen Gongshu spit out the skin of watermelon seeds.

He frowned slightly.

This watermelon seeds tasted from tangerine peel. He doesn’t like it very much. He likes the taste of plums.

Forget the current situation is difficult, and for the sake of the great cause of the Party and the War of Resistance, Chen Gongshu is still able to bear some grievances.

His eyes looked at Ci Yunzhai not far from next door.

Logically speaking, it is not necessary for him to be a solemn Shanghai seat to come forward.

However, since meeting Qi Wu, Chen Gongshu has been unhappy and feels so nervous about everything he does, just like a fire of ignorance is blocking his heart.

He simply came directly to direct the abductor, which was both relaxing and barely satisfying.

He likes to participate in the operation in person, especially the assassination operation.

Whether it was the sanction of Zhang Jingyao, the previous assassination of Wang Kemin in Peiping, or the assassination of Wang Baihai in Hanoi, he personally took the gun and went on battle. He liked the feeling of killing and eliminating traitors.

Xiao Yuanshan held the newspaper in both hands, pretending to be waiting for the tram. He glanced at the second floor of Huixing Teahouse, which was by the window to taste tea, and subconsciously licked his lips, feeling a little thirsty.

According to the new home rules formulated by the district headquarters for Shanghai, field units and internal offices, especially the district headquarters, must not have direct contact.

This is also the reason why Wan Sanliang, the captain of the Fourth Operation Team, rebelled but could not directly threaten the district mayor Chen Gongshu-

Wan Sanliang had never seen Chen Gongshu, and he didn't know where Chen Gongshu was hiding.

However, he is different from Xiao Yuanshan.

He was brought from Beiping Station to Shanghai by Quzu, and he was a confidant among the direct descendants of Quzu.

"Captain, I saw Chen Hu." A subordinate came over and pretended to borrow money to read the newspaper, saying.
To be continued...