Chapter 370 Wolf Den
When the warship arrived at Xiaguan, it was late at night.
Fang Buwei walked out of the room and stood on the deck and looked out. The entire port was surrounded and was covered with soldiers with live ammunition.
The dress was very ordinary, and all of them were German-style ordnance. It seemed that it was the division of the Central Army, but there was no sign on the badge, so Fang Buwei could not recognize which part it was.
Yu Erjun left the front, and accompanied him was an American in casual clothes. Fang Buwei had never seen him. He probably should be the officer in charge of the escort of this trip.
Following Yu Erjun was Ye Wuxiang, sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by an American nurse.
Behind them are Yin Zhiwen, Ye Shaozhen and others.
Fang Buwei followed the medicine box at the end. Xiao Zaiming also pretended to be a guard and mingled in the bodyguard group.
After getting off the boat and walking in the passage surrounded by soldiers, Fang Buwei glanced at him from a distance and was slightly surprised when he saw the representative who was greeting Yu Erjun.
He actually knew him.
It is Qian Muyin, the trustee among the trusted members of the attendant office director and chairman.
According to Yu Erjun's identity, such specifications are also considered appropriate.
But when he looked out, Fang Buwei's heart shrank violently.
Standing beside Qian Muyin were Gu Zhenlong and Chen Chao?
What fun are they coming to join in?
But in a flash, Fang Buwei understood.
The people in charge of the vigilance around are definitely the elite of the military police guard regiment, and the police department may also be responsible for the periphery.
It seems that not only Americans attach importance to it, but the National Government attaches more importance to it.
Just a glance, Fang Buwei lowered his head, took two steps, and stood with the doctor.
All the followers and bodyguards were left on the deck first, with Qian Muyin, Gu Zhenlong, and Chen Chao accompanying Yu Erjun out of the port.
Watching Gu Zhenlong's back, Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if it is easy to look at, his figure cannot be changed. If Gu Zhenlong accidentally glances at him and sees him, he will not be able to feel familiar.
Yu Erjun, Ye Wuxiang and others left the port. It took almost half an hour before someone came to arrange the rest of the personnel.
Fang Buwei didn't know the officer who led the way, but when he left the port, he saw two people standing in front of a long cart and being responsible for arranging the remaining personnel, he was so angry that he cursed.
A major general in military uniform was holding a piece of paper and chanting his name. A colonel stood next to him, and he arranged the entourages of Yu Erjun and others into the car one by one.
The one who recited the name was Liu Anqiang, and the one who arranged the personnel one by one was Zhao Shirui.
Damn, what I'm afraid of is what I'm afraid of.
These two parties are not familiar with each other. The key is that no matter which one is, they are not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Liu Anqiang was responsible for the inspection and was still in the military police department that specialized in military discipline, so he naturally developed a pair of sharp eyes.
Not to mention Zhao Shirui, the old spy leader.
Fang Buwei was not afraid that they would recognize him on the spot, but such people had the most intuition. When they saw him at first sight, they might feel familiar and naturally deepened their impression in their subconscious mind.
But after a day or two, after quietly leaving, the two of them would naturally become suspicious when they saw that the character was gone.
Maybe one day, you will think of yourself.
Damn it, I can only bite the bullet and go.
Fang Buwei bent down slightly, pretending to be a little hunched, and his legs slightly turned out, and his walking posture became an outer horoscope.
"Zhao Xiansheng, Doctor Zhao..." Liu Anqiang shouted as he looked at the list and searched the crowd.
Fang Buwei shook his shoulders and pretended that the box was about to slide down, so he held it with another hand.
When his palm covered his face, Fang Buwei responded, and when he put his hand down, he lowered his head again.
All movements are extremely natural.
"Please here!" Zhao Shirui stood by the car door and shouted.
Fang Buwei didn't dare to look up, responded with a voice, lowered his head and got into the car.
Fortunately, Zhao Shirui was arranging the doctor behind him again and did not notice him.
Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
As for Xiao Zaiming, Fang Buwei was not worried.
People from the Gendarmerie Command and the Police Department were not familiar with him, and with makeup on, it was basically impossible for anyone to recognize him.
Fortunately, the driver and the guards standing outside the car were both innocent, otherwise Fang Wu would have to collapse.
The convoy galloped all the way, without any pause in the middle, and drove directly to the Presidential Palace.
In order to prevent the Japanese from assassinating and sabotaging, the Nanjing government has put a lot of effort into it. It also attaches great importance to the two kings' entourage, and has arranged it all to the Central Hotel.
Fang Buwei frowned.
With such a high escort specification, it is not a problem for him to escape silently, but what should Xiao Zaiming do?
The car door was opened, and Fang Bubu calmed down and followed the doctor out of the car.
The car parked at the entrance of the hotel, with guards standing on both sides.
Behind the guard was a small shop, and the lights were still on at this time.
Fang Buwei subconsciously glanced and saw the appearance of the shopkeeper clearly, his heart sank again.
It turned out to be He Qingnan and Lu Kaishan?
It was only then that he remembered that there was indeed such a party mediation site in front of the Central Hotel in the Presidential Palace, and the people on duty were all senior members of the party mediation.
They are mainly responsible for monitoring all personnel entering and leaving the Central Hotel, and at the same time eavesdropping on all telephones in the hotel, and receiving emergency calls from all places in a timely manner.
Three years ago, on the night when Gu Liming, one of the heads of the special department, rebelled, Qian Longjie, who was He Qingnan's confidential secretary, happened to be on duty here for He Qingnan. He accidentally received a top-secret message and notified Shanghai in time, thus avoiding major losses.
If it weren't for him, modern Chinese history would have been rewritten.
He Qingnan and Lu Kaishan were just observing and did not step forward to interrogate, which made Fang Buweida feel relieved.
There were special greeting staff at the door, and they were arranging rooms for the entourage, so there were a lot of people stranded. He Qingnan and Lu Kaishan's eyes just glanced at Fang Buwei and moved away.
Fang Buwei looked at him without squintingly and followed the doctor into the hotel slowly. During the whole process, he stood on the left side of the doctor and happened to avoid the gaze of He Qingnan and Lu Kaishan.
Because it is close to the Presidential Palace, considering security factors, the Central Hotel has only three floors. Yu Erjun and several important personnel live on the top floor, while the rest are arranged on the second floor.
When I went up the second floor, I saw the guards at the entrance and exit and the people wearing the clothes of the service staff and distributing keys one by one, Fang Buwei wanted to scold me.
All arranged on this level are spies.
Some are from the secret service battalion of the Gendarmerie Command, and some are from the secret service.
All are acquaintances.
The key was Xing Mingsheng, and there were Ye Xingzhong, Feng Jiashan and Zheng Litao.
Not less than ten meters away, Gao Sizhong was talking to the people in the military police special agent camp with his hands behind his back.
They are obviously all their own people, but Fang Buwei feels like he has entered a wolf's den.
Chapter completed!