A plaster statue, a roll of the hall, and an empty wooden screen.

Inside, all the spears are hidden, which are specially used for sniping.

There is too little time to choose the lightest and least eye-catching one.

Fang Buwei stuffed a few grenades into his clothes, put two bombs in his bag, and lifted the wooden screen at the first time and left the safe house.

A handful of Yingqiqi and a sniper lens are hidden in the base of the screen.

Fang Buwei left the safe house, and someone had already started work on the dock.

He didn't dare to stop, so he walked out of the dock intentionally and walked across a street before calling two porters.

Fang Buwei was on a rickshaw, and two porters carried the screen and followed Fang Buwei.

When passing Jiangxi Road, Fang Buwei stopped for a while and made a phone call using the public telephone on the side of the road.

"Please pick up the Central Committee 269!" Fang Buwei said to the pickup officer.

269 ​​is the phone number of the mansion at No. 810 Fuxu Road, Shanghai, and the owner of the mansion is Abraham, the owner of Yifeng Building.

This is an English-born Jew. In his early years, he started his business by smuggling opium into China. The business he founded was called Yifeng Foreign Company, and its headquarters is in Yifeng Building.

From the early 20th century to the 1920s, Abraham was recognized as the richest man in Shanghai in the past decade.

After the ban on smoking in Shanghai, Abraham changed his business strategy, focusing on ocean transportation, import and export trade, business lease and gold agency.

Yu Erjun's Ocean Company has a very frequent business dealing with Yifeng Foreign Company.

After arriving in Shanghai, Fang Buwei visited this person in person as Qi Xisheng.

In addition, Qi Xisheng is an American. After arriving in Shanghai, he joined the member of the "Shanghai British-American Federation Chamber of Commerce".

Abraham is one of the five directors of the Chamber of Commerce.

So Fang Buwei was able to remember this address and this phone number was not surprising at all.

The phone was answered, and Fang Buwei reported himself: "Hello, I am Xie Zhuming, the comprador of Shichang Foreign Company. I have a gift transferred from Hong Kong to Shanghai. I need to send it to your bank. Please help me call your housekeeper!"

It was already dawn, and Fang Buwei didn't want to make trouble in advance, alarming the Japanese on the other side of the Suzhou River, so this method of climbing the stairs was no longer useful.

I can only find a way to sneak in openly.

However, the guards of Yifeng Foreign Company are very strict and have already developed a management model of "one card, one person" in later property. Without internal personnel, Fang Buwei could not enter at all.

And at this moment, he didn't have time to get an entry certificate.

I can only use this method to get through.

The person who answered the phone might be a domestic servant, who said, "Wait!" and ran to call someone again.

The boss of the phone booth looked at Fang Buwei, who was wearing a suit and tie, and then looked at Shi Chang's foreign company across the street.

I am so close to you, why don’t you call your own company and have a lot of money?

Also, how dare this kid claim to be Boss Xie?

The boss only thought Fang Buwei was a manager of Shichang Foreign Company, and thought that he would not dare to disturb his immediate boss so early, so he pretended to be here.

Although I was confused, Xiao Lao did not think in the wrong direction.

Who would have thought that any call would be the number one killer in Shanghai?

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

Time is too tight, and he cannot do everything he has done as before, and try not to leave any trace.

The sequelae left behind are quite large: the two safe houses in the small pier may not be able to be preserved.

If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. There are other places. At worst, I'll find a way to build two more places in the future.

But it would be absolutely impossible to let him give up this opportunity.

The phone was answered again. When Fang Buwei heard the sound, he knew that this was Abraham's housekeeper and Li Shumei, the financial manager of Yifeng Foreign Company.

Fang Buwei has seen it more than once and has said a few words.

He is also a Jew, but also a Chinese.

He used to be a farmer from Henan. At the beginning of this life, he fled to Shanghai with his father Li Jingsheng and was taken in by the "Chinese Jewish Rescue Association" founded by Abraham.

He used to be a traitor at Yifeng Foreign Company. Because of his diligence and honesty, he was selected by Abraham and sent to the "Shanghai Jewish Rescue School" founded by Abraham. After graduation, he managed accounts at Yifeng Foreign Company and gradually became Abraham's housekeeper.

Now we have to test our skills.

They are both business run by British people and Chinese employees of business run by British people, and their ranks are not low, so Li Shumei and Xie Zhuming are very familiar with each other.

He adjusted his voice slightly and imitated Xie Zhuming's voice: "Hello, Manager Li, I am Xie Zhuming. Mr. He Dong asked me to send a gift from Hong Kong to me and send it to Yifeng Building..."

The Ho Dong that Fang Buwei mentioned is Sir Ho Dong, the richest man in Hong Kong. His second son, Ho Shili, was the commander of the Northeast Army's artillery regiment. When Fang Buwei was in the United States, he saved him once.

Just borrowing Mr. He Dong's name is not stress-free.

"Mr. He Dong checked it out? OK, I understand. Manager Xie wait, I will go there immediately..." Li Shumei responded.

"No, Manager Li personally accepts it!"

Fang Buwei smiled and said, "Because I don't have time, I can only send someone to send it here, so I called you. The main reason is that I want you to call your store and ask my people to deliver the things..."

"It's okay, I just happened to accompany you to the embassy and I won't go..." Li Shumei smiled and said, "Please trouble Manager Xie, please invite you to drink another day!"

The two of them were polite and then they hung up the phone.

"Twenty cents for patronage!" the boss nodded and said.

Although the boss is talking about US dollars, it is much cheaper than when Fang Buwei went to Shanghai every time he made a phone call for three or four yuan.

Fang Buwei handed over a dollar bill and said lightly: "Don't look for it!"

"Thank you, boss!" The little boss quickly bowed to Fang Buwei.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, I made a small fortune?

The boss knew very well that the extra part was to pay him a hush money.

Fang Buwei called the rickshaw again and walked towards the Bund.

It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at the Bund.

There are a lot of traffic and crowds under Yifeng Building, which is not just a bustling place.

When he got downstairs, Fang Buwei got off the rickshaw and walked to the entrance of the building with two workers.

Two Indian security guards guarded at the door, both black and strong.

There was also a tall and thin Chinese man standing, with a suit that didn't fit very well and some were dressed in big clothes.

"Is it Manager Xie sent it?"

Before Fang Buwei could speak, the tall and thin man asked first.

"Yes, I'm working hard!" Fang Buwei shook the tall and thin man's hand and pointed to the screen again, "It's a nanmu screen. Where do you see it?"

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Chapter completed!