Chen Chen left the entire second floor for himself. On the one hand, he also hid something that cannot be known to outsiders.

Furthermore, there is a small attic on the second floor, with the tiger window as the Shanghai people say, which is his way of retreat just in case.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Chen turned his mind to the newspaper office again. Although he had a small plan, it was hard to say whether he could succeed.

But there is no other way. Who can calculate and know when the bad guys will throw the bomb?

But there is one thing that Chen Chen thinks is probably true. That is, Yin Zhihong’s foreign passport is still useful, and the bad guys may choose to destroy it when he is not in the newspaper office.

Probably, maybe Chen Chen can only guess and make a judgment like this and take the method with the greatest probability of success.

Tomorrow, you can't be so idle! Chen Chen thought about it and was about to fall asleep in a daze. Damei came up with boiling water and drove away his sleepiness.

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At the end of 1937, after the war in Shanghai ended, the National Army retreated, but left behind a terrifying "legacy" - terrorist activities and the Blue Clothing Society, and quickly recovered its strength, stretched its network, and was about to reveal its sharp minions.

The reason why the "Blue Clothes Club" was used for a long time is because of its strong symbolic significance, especially when the Brown Shirt Party and the Black Shirt Party are popular in Europe.

On the other hand, the blatant terrorist activities in the "isolated island Shanghai" are by no means able to accomplish by one or two organized command centers.

Political assassination originated from the national salvation movement in the early 1930s, which led to the emergence of some artificial and partially spontaneous organizations and institutions among the "little citizens" in Shanghai.

They act for patriotism and for their own benefit. Sometimes they join forces with the government's agents, and sometimes they act alone.

According to a foreign observer, "The police in the public concession and the French concession could have easily eradicated this monster, but they allowed it to develop and even raised tigers to cause trouble, so that the monster would occasionally find victims to satisfy his appetite."

In fact, the foreign observer's observation was obviously still on the surface, and he did not know that many people in the concession police station had been bribed by the Military Control Commission or the Central Commission for Discipline.

At that time, the Japanese army wanted to arrest people publicly in the concession, and the Japanese military police had to come forward to notify the concession police station authorities in advance, and the police station sent personnel to go together.

The Central Committee of the Shanghai Military Commission organized the Central Committee to provide monthly allowances to the police station officials in the two concessions, and they communicated with each other.

Therefore, this often occurs when the Japanese army wants to arrest people in the concession. It is often because the Japanese military police just greeted the police room, and the police room personnel who were bribed by the Military Control Commission will "release cages" in advance (secretly notify) to let the arrested person escape.

Even if some important personnel from the Military Commission were captured without time to "release cages", the police station would leave difficulties in many ways and even refused to "extradition".

It was in this favorable situation that the military commander Central Committee's lurking in Shanghai went from hasty to inspiration, and coupled with the elite soldiers and generals transferred from the rear, they quickly recovered their strength.

Subsequently, terrorist activities such as assassination against pro-Japanese elements began to increase.

This labeled Chen Chen's several killings, and several newspapers speculated that this was the action of a professional agent sent by the Hankou National Government.

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All kinds of speculations and even exaggerations have no practical significance for Chen Chen. At most, it will divert its attention and provide some cover for him.

And today is the third day he is waiting for in the newspaper office.

These days, he no longer sat inside drinking tea and reading newspapers, for fear that a bomb would suddenly fly in outside.

He usually patrols outside, carefully identifying pedestrians, hoping to find some suspicious elements.

When Yin Zhihong and Xie Yuelan left the newspaper office during the day, Chen Chen asked them to lock the door of the newspaper office. Then, he swayed outside for a while and left as if he was lazy.

But in fact, Chen Chen walked across a street, turned to the back door of the grocery store, secretly came to the grocery store, and monitored the situation in front of the newspaper from diagonally opposite.

Although this way of waiting for the rabbit is passive and helpless, it is the only way Chen Chen can think of.

It is almost dusk now, Yin Zhihong and Xie Yuelan closed the door and left, and Chen Chen also pretended to be home from get off work.

But after walking across a street, he turned back and quietly entered the grocery store.

For some reason, Chen Chen felt that something might happen today.

Judging from the time, it's almost done. In fact, if you look into it, it should be said that his patience is almost exhausted. He is really tired of being in this newspaper office.

Because Chen Chen often goes to the grocery store, he doesn't want to eat like some policemen. From time to time, he always pays for some things. The owner becomes familiar with him.

"Mr. Patrolman, it's dark." The owner kindly reminded, "It's time for you to get off work. If something happens to the newspaper office, it has nothing to do with you."

Chen Chen smiled and said, "Although it doesn't matter, I'll catch the bad guys long ago, so I don't have to stay in the newspaper office anymore and be frightened."

The owner suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Yes, yes. The bomb doesn't recognize anyone, it's dangerous to throw it in!"

Chen Chen pursed his lips and looked outside with more attention.

At this time, the police stations patrolling the streets were almost handed over. The ones who took over did not come and the ones who were on duty were lazy. If they wanted to destroy it, it would be a waste.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when Chen Chen's patience was about to be exhausted, a car suddenly drove slowly along the street.

Chen Chen immediately became alert and fucked the shotgun standing beside him. Although the car did not stop in front of the newspaper office, the taillights flashed suspiciously, as if they were typing some secret code.

The two figures swayed over, Chen Chen also stood up and walked to the door of the grocery store. But he didn't go out, hid next to the door, staring coldly at the two guys walking with their hands.

Crash! Two guys walked to the newspaper door, stopped suddenly, and threw the things in their hands towards the window. The glass was smashed and made a loud noise.

Chen Chen rushed out in one step, crossed the street a few steps, pressed against the wall, and blew a siren in his mouth.

After throwing things, the two guys ran toward the car waiting in front of them. They heard the sound of police sirens and their pace became hurried.

Chen Chen chased after two steps but stopped, squatted against the wall, picked up the hunting rifle, and aimed calmly.
Chapter completed!