After the manager left, Fang Buwei grabbed the microphone and pulled it out.

"You bastard, you're just cheating me?" Zhao Shirui's voice came from the microphone.

"Can't you scare you to death?" Fang Buwei cursed and asked again, "Are you ready?"

Zhao Shirui looked at a box of grenades and several explosive packs under his feet, and nodded subconsciously.

"You nod your head, can he see it?" Zheng Shifei next to him sneered.

"I'm scared to forget!" Zhao Shirui cursed, "You're so fucking leisurely!"

"Don't worry, just don't blow yourself to death!" Fang Buwei replied and hung up the phone again.

The two men had already set up ladders and pushed open the skylight to the roof of the stairs.

"Call me if you have a phone number!" Fang Buwei pointed to the phone.

The subordinate nodded.

Fang Buwei waved his hand, and Ye Xingzhong lifted the big bag under his feet and followed Fang Buwei to the roof.

Walking to the edge of the roof, Fang Buwei stretched out his hand. Ye Xingzhong held a telescope larger than his head and handed it to Fang Buwei.

The 16-type 20100 military telescope produced by Westinhausen, the United States, is mainly used to erect artillery troops on temporary towers to observe coordinates from a distance.

A telescope that weighs 20 times the net weight is 42 kilograms. Not to mention using it, it cannot be lifted.

This is still Fang Buyan who made a special trip to ask Song Ziwen to get it from the United States, and there is only one in China.

Fang Buwei moved slowly with one hand holding the telescope, and adjusted his eyes with the other hand.

The scene within two kilometers was visible, and Fang Buwei could even see the black mole on the face of the tofu vendor in the alley two streets away.

Of course, it is also because Fang Buwei's eyesight is much better than ordinary people. If he gives Ye Xingzhong, he can at most see the vendor holding a bowl instead of a basin.

Fang Buwei held the telescope with one hand and circled around the rooftop without shaking his hands.

Ye Xingzhong stood beside him and smacked his tongue secretly.

"What time is now!" Fang Buwei asked again.

Ye Xingzhong took out a pocket watch and glanced at it, "Two forty!"

The appointment time was three o'clock, and there were still twenty minutes left. Gu Zhenlong and Chen Chao should have left.

Fang Buwei nodded and put down his telescope.

After returning from Shanghai, Fang Buwei used the power of the Capital Police Department and the Gendarmerie Command, and still did not find any relevant clues related to the vault. After many considerations, he came up with this big move.

The operation is code-named "Shock Snake", which is intended to create panic and force the Japanese spies lurking in Nanjing to ruin their own way.

He didn't believe it, and he alarmed all the Japanese spies lurking in Nanjing, and could he still find no clues?

In order to get Gu Zhenlong and Chen Chao to agree, Fang Buwei even issued a military order.

If the Japanese spy cannot be caught, Fang Wu will let the top of the mountain deal with it.

This time, he also pulled Gu Zhenlong and Chen Chao into the pit. If he really couldn't catch anyone, these two would be held accountable.

...

One kilometer away, at the fork between Hongwu Road and Chengxian Street, Zhao Shirui stood in front of the window of a small building on the street, holding a telescope in his hand, staring at the movements on the street.

Behind him was the Ministry of Education, and after walking more than 200 meters, the Presidential Palace was after passing Chengxian Street.

"What time is it?" Zhao Shirui asked Zheng Shifei next to him.

"Two forty-five!" Zheng Shifei replied.

"The commander and the director should come out!" Zhao Shirui said hoarsely.

Seeing Zhao Shirui constantly wiping his hands on his pants, Zheng Shifei advised, "There is no need to be so nervous..."

"You know what a big deal?" Zhao Shirui put down his telescope and cursed, "If something really happens, let's wait to be shot... Fang Buwei is looking for death by himself, and he has to take me..."

It’s not that Zhao Shirui is nervous, Fang Buwei played too much this time…

Fang Buwei held up his telescope and stared at the direction of Xinjiekou. He also held two big flags, one black and one white.

Ye Xingzhong stared at the watch without blinking. As soon as the pointer pointed to three o'clock, he urgently reminded Fang Buwei, "Sir, the time is up!"

"Don't panic!" Fang Buwei rebuked.

Plans are plans, but no matter how long it is, there will be no accident at all?

Fang Buwei raised his telescope slightly and saw that Gu Zhenlong's car had just driven out of Xinjiekou and was driving here.

The first car was seated with the guard, and the second car was seated with Gu Zhenlong and Chen Chao.

"Prepare!" Fang Buwei reminded him.

Ye Xingzhong wiped the sweat from his palm, grabbed the white flag, stretched out from the roof, and waved it hard a few times.

Seeing the white flag waving on the roof, Bian Congjun shouted, "It's taking action!"

The man put down his chopsticks, picked up the two big bags at his feet, and stopped on the table.

A burst of "clicks" sounded, and the restaurant's staff found that several diners were fiddling with guns, both long and short.

When he saw a team member unpacking the cloth bag and taking out a few things tied together with many tubes, the guy screamed "Explosive..."

"Shut up..." Bian Congjun shouted coldly, holding up a submachine gun, and facing the roof, the wood chips from the beams flew away.

All the diners ran to the kitchen like crazy.

Bian Congjun and his subordinates were sitting at the door, who dared to rush out?

People in this era are more courageous. When they hear the gunshots, curious pedestrians stopped and looked around.

When someone saw a few big men carrying explosives out of the restaurant and standing on the side of the road and looking south, the pedestrians realized they were afraid.

If it were official personnel, who would sway in the street with explosives?

This is obviously a mess.

The shops that were drilling into the shops, and the shops that were drilling into the bank, before the blink of an eye, the pedestrians nearby scattered all over.

It was a few hundred meters away, and just as the pedestrians on the street dispersed, Ye Xingzhong saw Gu Zhenlong's car reaching the bottom of the building.

Fang Buwei threw away the telescope and directly slapped it on the wall and looked down.

Gu Zhenlong's car drove past the entrance of Fuchang Hotel and was about to turn into the intersection of Hongwu Road.

"Here you come!" Fang Buwei reminded him.

Ye Xingzhong raised the black flag and waved it twice.

With a "puff", Bian Congjun blew the cigarette butt in his hand, lit the fuse on the explosive pack, and then threw it gently.

Seeing Bian Congjun throwing out the explosive bag, Feng Jiashan quickly stood up and ran under the wall of the hotel.

Only after Bian Congjun's explosive pack exploded did he ignite the fuse hidden under the wall.

Lian Zhiqi tightly stood in front of the car. When he saw the explosive pack flying over from a distance, he stepped on the brake and said, "Be careful!"

The four guards outside the car jumped out of the car quickly and got under the car.

With a shocking sound, a stream of yellow smoke rose up with dust, covering half of the streets in just over ten seconds.

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Chapter completed!