Fang Buwei took a look at the direction where the car was first driven.

There is the mouth of Suzhou River, the Bund on the south bank, and the Japanese Consulate on the north bank.

Eighty-mostly the ones sitting in the car are big shots in the consulate.

I came here either to the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters or to find Fu Xiao'an.

Fang Buwei was happy.

It's best to come to Fu Xiao'an.

In this case, the car will definitely pass by under your feet.

As soon as the military police at the intersection stops, the car will stop and the people inside will show their ID.

As long as the car window opens, it is an opportunity.

It’s not OK to not open the window, nor can it be done at a distance. After all, the system is not omnipotent.

Fang Buwei has made up his mind, and it doesn’t matter if he guessed it wrong.

At worst, four eavesdropping devices are wasted.

There are more points!

At this time, Fang Buwei is like an explosive household who has been poor and rich for a long time.

Fang Buwei had a thought in his mind and lowered his body again.

The car drove closer and closer. When passing the dispatching army headquarters, it stopped a little, showed the ID, and drove straight towards Xiangde Road.

Are you really here to find Fu Xiao'an?

Don't be ecstatic.

Maybe God can't see it and doesn't want to let myself go for a walk.

It doesn't matter if it's not here to find Fu Xiao'an.

How many big shots can there be without any obstacles in Hongkou in the early morning?

Fang Buwei stared at the car tightly.

Nearly fifty meters away, he saw the license plate number, which was indeed the car of the Japanese consulate.

When we arrived at the intersection of Xiangde Road Street, the car stopped.

This is not because Fang Bubu is lucky.

Although Fu Xiao'an's family was not only there, there was only Fu Xiao'an, a person worthy of assassination, on this road.

Although Fu Xiao'an is a traitor, he is still a very important person after all. The Japanese attached great importance to him, otherwise he would not have moved his family next to the Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

Therefore, even if Iwai Hideichi comes, he may have to present his ID to pass.

After all, not all Japanese soldiers can recognize all the leaders of the Shanghai military and political circles.

What's more, it's still so dark...

Fang Buwei held his breath and quickly looked at the people in the car.

The street lights were bright enough that Fang Buwei could see clearly, and there were four people sitting in the car.

The driver and the co-pilot were all wearing military uniforms, and the ranks were only second lieutenants and lieutenants. They were definitely not big shots, and there was no need to waste eavesdropping machines.

There were two people sitting in the back row, one in a military uniform and the other in a suit.

Fang Buwei was on a high place, he could only see the one close to his side, that is, the one wearing a suit.

He is in his early forties, a little thin and has a beard.

Fang Buwei promised that he had never seen this person.

Fang Buwei could only see a small part of the military officer on the other side, and could not even see the badge.

The four front and rear windows were all opened, and the military police looked at the people in the car while asking for a pass.

Seeing the officer in the back seat, the military police saluted and called out in Japanese, "Master!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" the major responded.

The military police may not recognize this person in a suit, but just called him "Your Excellency"!

The man in the suit just nodded, looking very arrogant.

It seems to be a big shot.

Fang Buwei was happy, and as soon as he thought, two eavesdropping weapons flew out.

The master did not pull him down either.

Although the military rank is not high, it may be a role such as an important person as an assistant secretary.

If you encounter great luck, you may not be able to eavesdrop on something useful.

The documents were correct, the sentry moved away and the cart drove straight in.

After driving forward for less than two minutes, the car stopped again. Fang Buwei looked closely and saw that it was Fu Xiao'an's house gate?

It was probably because I had received the news that the iron gate was opened as soon as the car stopped. All four people in the car got out of the car. The driver and the lieutenant in the front row stood at the door, one left and one right, and the man in the suit and the magistrate entered the yard.

Fang Buwei turned on the eavesdropping device.

"Where is Mayor Fu?"

He spoke Chinese, but it was extremely terrible. If Fang Buwei hadn't communicated with both Japanese and Chinese, he might not have understood what this person meant.

It's not the voice of the Major.

Fang Buwei guessed that the man in suit should be speaking.

"I am waiting for you upstairs!" a man replied respectfully.

"Eight-shaped lines!" The man in the suit scolded.

Although the voice was not loud, Fang Buwei could still hear the implicit anger.

"Secretary He, Mayor Fu is so rude!"

The Chinese words spoken in this sentence are square and square, and you can tell at first that you can hear them. They are the voice of the master.

No wonder the man in a suit speaks so badly in Chinese.

It turns out that this master is a translator?

Another eavesdropping device was wasted.

But Fang Buwei was not disappointed at all.

Fu Xiao'an is not a cat or a dog?

The translator of a suit man dares to angrily accuse Fu Xiao'an of being too rude. Can you imagine the identity of a suit man?

"Please forgive me... the fight against the bandits is rampant, and the mayor is just in case!"

Secretary He replied in a panic tone.

"Lead the way!" the man in the suit snorted angrily.

"Please, please..."

Taking advantage of the loopholes of the few people going upstairs, Fang Buwei's mind was swiftly turning his mind.

Why did Fu Xiao'an be rude?

Do the Japanese think he doesn't go out to greet him?

After hearing the three people were climbing the stairs, Fang Buwei quickly calmed down and counted silently.

Twenty-two, twenty-two, twenty-four... The stairs are finished and the turn is turned!

This must be the second floor, I just don’t know if it’s a left or a right turn.

"Oda, I'm very sorry, please forgive me!"

As soon as a few people went upstairs, Fang Buwei heard a heavy voice.

If you can come forward to apologize, 90% of them are Fu Xiao'an.

When Fu Xiao'an called out Hoshita's name, Fang Buwei knew who he was.

Deputy military officer of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, Kazuo Oda.

The one who apologized to Oda was indeed Fu Xiao'an.

Because Oda's name is "Fu Sang"!

"Fu Sang, you are so disappointing. Do you think that my tens of thousands of imperial army can't protect your safety alone? In such a bad incident, as the mayor of Shanghai, you don't even dare to take a look at the scene?"

Ichio Oda spoke Japanese, and his voice was very loud, almost yelling, and it was urgent and fast.

It can be seen how angry he looked like.

Fang Buwei sighed inwardly.

It turns out that I really didn't make any mistakes in judgment.

After receiving the news that Wang Mansion was bombed, the Japanese wanted Fu Xiao'an to go to Yuyuan Road, but Fu Xiao'an was afraid of death and did not dare to go.

"Oda, it's not that I, Mr. Fu, are afraid of death, but that this incident is really strange!"

Fu Xiao'an's tone was very calm, as if he was not afraid of Oda Kazuo: "I can understand the assassination of Director Li against the bandits, but what's the need to blow up an empty house? So I think this is the assassin's plan to lure the snake out of the cave..."

Fang Buwei's heart suddenly jumped.

Is this an excuse for Fu Xiao'an to fool the Japanese, or is his intuition too strong?
Chapter completed!