When the police arrived after hearing the noise, the matter was completely over. Seven dead and one seriously injured, which was the fate of the spies. The layout room of the China-US Daily was destroyed, and one typewriter was killed and injured.

Chen Chen really didn't know that he was already very famous, at least he did have a number one in the police station.

When Chen Chen showed his identity, he saw awe-inspiring eyes.

Regardless of whether there were any of these police officers who were bribed or controlled, the bloody corpses sank to the ground, and the unscathed Chen Chen, the pressure and shock brought by them were huge.

The same is true for Alcott and Deni, who are more obvious and exaggerated.

"Inspector Chen, you, you are so awesome." Daini was speechless, not knowing whether she was excited or still scared, but she stuttered, "It's even better than the heroes in the movie."

Alcott felt that he was really going to look at him with admiration. The detective named Chen was simply horrifying in his skills. He was surprisingly brave. Facing a group of thugs or spies, he dared to go out to fight alone.

Chen Chen was very modest, and after a few perfunctory words, he handed over the finishing work to other policemen, and drove away.

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The next morning, the Japanese and puppet spies smashed the newspaper office, but the news that they were frustrated by Chen Chen nearby was published in the newspaper and broadcast it on Huamei Radio by Alcott.

As the person involved and the intern reporter Daini who also experienced the incident, Alcott restored the entire incident and performed artistic processing, which sounded like he was watching a movie.

Undoubtedly, the attack on the spy this time was extremely heavy.

At that time, No. 76 had just been established, and the organization was not large enough, and it had not yet reached the point where Shanghai people became famous.

I originally wanted to spread a terrifying atmosphere by smashing newspapers, which was also considered the momentum of Zhuangzhuang No. 76, which made the Japanese godfather happy.

But who would have thought that eight people went out were wiped out and two cars were caught. Moreover, this was even more severely damaged by the morale of No. 76.

At first, Li Shijun established a spy nest at No. 67 Daxi Road, with the original members of the Central Army Ding Motun, Tang Huimin, Mao Ziming, Ma Xiaotian, Yang Jie, Jian Jianwu, Zhang Zhengfan and others as the initial team.

Most of these ambitionists and conspirators who were disinterested within the Central Plains were even "active traitors".

The so-called "active traitor" refers to a guy who actively engages in crimes that endanger the country and nation without being threatened by any external threat.

Compared with those who are not firm in their will, or who cannot withstand torture and surrender to become traitors, "active traitors" are particularly hateful.

Even now, Li Shijun, Ding Motun and others are still planning at No. 67 Daxi Road.

However, because Ji Yunqing's son-in-law Wu Sibao, who had been killed, and his subordinates Zhang Guozhen, Gu Baolin and other gang brothers joined, No. 67 was too small, so he rented No. 10, Lane 95, Yidingpan Road, and was covered by the name of "China Yangtze River Shipping Company".

The Japanese pulled out 300,000 yuan in funds, dozens of guns, and a bunch of guys, this is the current situation of the No. 76 Demon Cave that was notorious and famous in Shanghai.

After all, the 76th can be the ultimate goal of becoming bigger, but the Central Commission for Administration has problems within the Military Control Commission, and too many people have fallen into the water and become traitors.

From this we can also see that fortresses are often broken from the inside, and this sentence is indeed very correct.

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In No. 67, Daxi Road, there was a fog.

"This guy--" Ding Motun pushed the information to Li Shijun, frowned and shook his head.

Li Shijun opened the information and looked carefully. After frowned, he said in a deep voice: "The man surnamed Chen is indeed very powerful, he is a very difficult guy to deal with."

"It's hard to deal with? That's not to meet me." A tall guy with a fat face shouted in dissatisfaction, "Leave it to me and keep it for him to see the King of Hell."

Ding Motun shook his head and said, "Shibao, don't underestimate him. Judging from the information, his marksmanship and skills are very powerful. The Japanese have not failed to attack him. Not only did they fail, but all the killers were killed."

Li Shijun nodded in agreement, clicked the information on the table with his hands, and said, "He often went to the shooting range to practice guns. Combined with other information, it can be seen that he is a sharpshooter."

"Sharpshooter, am I worse than him?" Wu Shibao's face moved a few times, and he was not convinced.

There is a car repair shop in Shanghai that was run by Wu Shibao's Nantong hometown. It has lathe equipment and can be used to cart any parts.

Wu Shibao was very interested in lathes. At that time, the Qing Gang disciples under Ji Yunqing had all kinds of pistols or box cannons. If they were damaged, Ji Yunqing handed over them to Wu Shibao for repair. Wu then handed them over to the car repair shop of his fellow townsmen for repair. After each gun was repaired, Wu Shibao went to the suburbs to test the gun for acceptance.

Because Wu Shibao was a soldier under Zhang Zongchang, he was good at shooting and had such an opportunity to practice guns, his shooting skills were said to have hit every shot. In the circle, he was also known as a sharpshooter.

Li Shijun was dissatisfied with Wu Shibao and did not want to belittle him, although he thought in his heart that he was definitely not Chen Chen's opponent.

"It's good not to act for the moment." Li Shijun looked at Ding Motun with a consultative gaze and said, "Don't say anything, wait until Chen's surname is relaxed, let's find an opportunity to start."

Ding Motun understood it and nodded in agreement.

Who is willing to show off such a shameful thing? If you shout for revenge, it would not let everyone know that it was they who did it, but they were in a big fight.

Especially the Japanese, they have just shown a passion for strong support, and if they change their minds, they will be completely over.

Wu Shibao argued for a few words, but was forcibly suppressed by Ding and Li. He also told him that if he had to take action, he should not make big deals, and avoid the public concession first, which is better in the French concession.

Ding and Li bought the concession police through Qian Renlong and Panda. The killing of the "Ten Brothers" was considered a major loss.

But relatively speaking, there are some low-level police officers developed by Qian Renlong, which are more beneficial to the French Concession than the public Concession.

Of course, Ding Li was not afraid of Chen Chen, but he just didn't want to get into trouble again at this time.

After all, Chen Chen was just alone. Moreover, this mistake seemed to be unlucky no matter how you missed it, and Chen Chen happened to catch up with it.

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In the Cangzhou Hotel, Chen Chen was talking with a "stranger".

The so-called strangeness is that Chen Chen shouldn't have known Ma Mingyu, so Ma Mingyu is naturally the first time he met Chen Chen.

But paradoxically, Chen Chen recognized the man opposite him who was simply disguised, but Ma Mingyu didn't know it at all.

Seeing Ma Mingyu pretending to mysteriously conceal his identity, listening to the vague and clues, Chen Chen couldn't help but want to laugh.

I don't know you, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending to be?

However, what made Chen Chen feel relieved was an envelope that Ma Mingyu handed him. Just by pinching it with his hand, Chen Chen knew what it was.

We are also someone who can receive subsidies! Although it is a bit late, it is also earned by ourselves, and we are worthy of our hard work and adventures.

"I'm just a little detective, I'm afraid I can't help you?" Chen Chen said modestly, but he didn't pay back the money.

Ma Mingyu smiled and said, "As long as we can, we will be very grateful to Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen has done a lot before. Brothers are grateful now, and they are all too late."

"Thank you, I just do my duty and do my duty as a Chinese." Chen Chen smiled faintly and said, "You can reveal some information. I will do something within my ability, and I will not be rewarded for you in vain."

"Some money is just a little bit of expression." Ma Mingyu thought for a while and said, "As for information, of course, I will often disclose it, especially Mr. Chen's relationship."

Can you buy it? It's a threat!

Chen Chen was not afraid at all. If you don’t give me relevant information, I’ve been chasing like this.

"If Mr. Chen has something unfavorable, we will do our best to help." Ma Mingyu looked at Chen Chen's indifferent expression and added some bargaining chips.

Chen Chen nodded and said, "There is no more now, and there will be no more in the future. You should do your intelligence work well. Japanese, pseudo-traitor photos and information, the more you are, the better it will be for you."

What a big tone!

Ma Mingyu was very deep, his face remained unchanged, and he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that nothing happened, Chen Chen was full of wine and food, so he got up and said goodbye and drove away.

In fact, Chen Chen was somewhat expected of Ma Mingyu coming to find him. He revealed to Chu Jiao that Chinese agents are not very safe in the French concession, and it is relatively better to go to the public concession.

Of course, Chen Chen will not protect him full-time, he is a secret agent, and he doesn't need to do this. The so-called ability is to ask him for help only if he catches up or catches up.

It was still early at this time and it was on the day off again, so Chen Chen did not rush home, but drove to the Women's Association.

Chu Jiao asked him to pay attention. After delaying for so long, he felt that it would be considered an explanation to take a look.

The club of Shanghai China Professional Women's Club is located on the third floor, No. 120 Nanjing Road. A few days ago, a "Charity Charity Sale for Items" was organized in the name of relief to refugees.

Now, together with various national salvation groups, they are launching the "Supporting Cold Clothes Joint Performance". At the same time, they use the "Mainland Radio" to hold a Ping Opera Conference to sing.

If it is active, it will definitely be considered, and it will not be surprising to attract the attention of the Japanese and puppet secret agencies.

Chen Chen parked the car by the side of the road and did not get off, but observed the surroundings from a short distance.

There are no notes on the spy's forehead, but if you are not experienced enough and cannot reach the level of well-trained training, you will have some abnormalities in your actions.

Of course, Chen Chen dared not say that he had a sharp eye. This time he came here with some sense of coping.

Time passed, Chen Chen did not notice anything abnormal, and he encountered the spy's luck mentality before he came.

Therefore, although he has been rigorously trained and has strong patience, he is not willing to wait like this as if he is lucky.

After looking at the watch, Chen Chen decided to wait for another ten minutes. According to the time, the working women's association is about to get off work.

A few minutes later, more people came out of the working women's association, and it was obviously the staff who left after get off work.

Chen Chen yawned and looked at his watch again.

At this moment, a man and a woman walked along the street, like a couple. When they walked to the door of the Women's Association, the two of them became more intense.

The man waved his slap, the woman was knocked to the ground, holding the man's trouser legs and crying.

Chen Chen frowned, opened the car door and got out, and approached the past like a pedestrian.

"Gambling, betting, everything at home is sold out and you can't even eat, you still have to go gamble." The woman's crying voice became clear.

"Give me the money, and I will beat you if I talk nonsense..." The man shouted and waved his hand again.

"Don't hit people." The gambler who beat his wife was drunk. It turned out to be He Xiaoyan, who had just come out of the working woman club.

The gambler glared at his eyes and cursed: "What do you do? This is my family business. She is my wife. I will beat you if I like to beat you, and I will scold you if I like to scold you."

"She is your wife, but not your slave." He Xiaoyan scolded righteously, "Why do you still beat a woman? "

The colleagues of the Working Women's Association gathered around, making He Xiaoyan even more courageous, and everyone scolded the gamblers.
To be continued...