After his subordinates went out, the editor-in-chief pulled away and took out a few gold bars.

After looking at Huang Chengcheng's gold bars, the editor shook his head and sneered inwardly: "Chinese people, hehe..."

Zhao Shirui arranged three teams to start a search from the first at the intersection of Taogu Street.

But both of them are used to show off.

Fang Buwei followed Song Yingjie, the company commander of the Second Company of the Special Service Battalion directly under the Gendarmerie Command.

This is why Fang Buwei was afraid of emergencies and was afraid that Zhao Shirui's subordinates would not have enough power to act, so he specially sent a company from Zheng Shifei to him, but he didn't expect it to be useful.

He knocked on the door of Wenhui Daily. The one who opened the door was a young man with black eyes and messy hair like a chicken coop.

Seeing that the police knocked on the door, the man asked suspiciously: "Why are you here again? Didn't you search it in the middle of the night?"

The Republic of China before 38th, it was a period of true openness of literary style and freedom of the press, especially in Shanghai, newspapers, no matter how big or small, they dare not say anything.

Scolding the Japanese, scolding the National Government, scolding the Chairman...

At this time, Wang Zhaoming was labeled as a "traitor" and a "eternal sinner" by progressives and left-wing writers.

So at this time, the reporters were not afraid of the police in the Republic of China.

The last time Fang Buwei cheated Zhao Shirui, Zhao Shirui was imprisoned for more than a month because he beat the reporter and caused public anger.

"Not that nonsense, get out of the way!" Company Commander Song pushed the young man away.

A team of policemen entered one after another, but Fang Buwei followed the end.

The place is not big, with a maximum of 100 square meters and only four rooms.

There were not many people, seven, all of them were sleepy and seemed to have been busy all night.

An old man wearing a long robe came up quickly and asked with a smile on his face, "Didn't this officer search this time just once in the evening?"

"See clearly, is it me who came?" Song Lian asked with a squint eyes, then waved his hand, "Search it for me!"

"Sir, be gentle..." The old man grabbed Company Commander Song's hand, "Please ask your brothers to take action gently..."

Commander Song felt that his palm was being pounded, and two heavy objects fell into his palm.

There are two small yellow croakers, no more or less.

Corps Song nodded with satisfaction and shouted loudly: "Don't let me be gentle. They are all bought from foreigners at high prices. If they break it, you can't afford to pay..."

After calling, Company Commander Song turned around and leaned into the old man's ear and said, "Editor-in-Chief, right? Please understand the difficulties of brothers. There is an order to go up the peak. Let's search again. If you don't act like this, you really can't explain..."

The editor-in-chief smiled with understanding.

Company Commander Song raised his head again, pointed at Fang Buwei, and looked domineering: "You, go to each room to see if there are any suspects hiding, and the rest, see if there are any information and telegrams of the common bandits..."

"Sir, let me search for bandits?" Fang Buwei asked with a look of surprise.

The editor-in-chief looked at Fang Buwei and saw at a glance that this person was a civilian person recorded with the team.

In this era when people are all illiterate, even in the police department, there are many people who can't read a word. When there are major actions, it is common to follow the documents recorded by the team.

"Why is that nonsense?" Company Commander Song kicked over.

With a "Oh", Fang Buwei rubbed his thighs and entered the first room with a pen and a notebook.

Fang Buwei was extremely fast, and he stayed in each room for no more than two minutes. He could just glance at everything, and he could no longer be perfunctory.

Other policemen have similar moral character. The editor even saw that one policeman took the documents backwards when he was looking at them.

It's really a good example.

When Fang Buwei found the last room and squatted behind the desk to check, the editor-in-chief's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is the only problematic place in the entire newspaper.

But in less than a minute, Fang Buwei stood up again.

"Sir, everything is normal!"

The editor-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good to be normal!" Company Commander Song nodded and asked again: "Where are other places?"

"Sir, normal!" Several policemen also replied.

"Okay!" Captain Song waved his hand again, "Next house!"

The editor-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed the police out of the newspaper.

"Sir, go slowly!" Standing at the door, the editor-in-chief looked exactly reluctant and waved.

Fang Buwei sneered secretly.

"Your Excellency, Wenhui Daily News Agency sent a signal, safe!" He lowered his telescope under his hands behind the window.

"It's less than ten minutes from entering the door to exit?" The editor-in-chief leaned on the chair with a relaxed look on his face. "This is not a search, but a plane to make money... Chinese people are really strange races..."

After leaving Wenhui Daily, people searched for the two businesses next to each other, and Company Commander Song and Fang Buwei entered the third one.

The distance from Wenhui Daily to Huabao News Agency is 200 meters, but there are only five households.

Three business banks and two private houses.

Especially the two private houses next to each other occupy more than one hundred meters in length.

Fang Buwei glanced slightly while walking.

A figure was standing behind the window on the second floor of the newspaper, holding a telescope in his hand.

The business is not big, so the shopkeeper is the only one who is watching the night, and the two employed guys have not arrived yet.

Fang Buwei went in and stomped his feet under the two north and south walls.

There are secret passages underground.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should have been from Wenhui Daily to Huabao News Agency.

Authenticity is indeed a good thing, which can be used to hide people and escape.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

From his time travel, every Japanese spy he found would dig secret passages in his hiding place without exception.

This has become the first element when lurking Japanese spies choose a worldly and life-like location.

But isn't it?

Fang Buwei became suspicious again.

Since these two newspapers have authentic news, even if there is martial law outside, they can still contact them through authentic news. Why both families send telegrams?

"Let's go, next family!" Fang Buwei leaned over to Song Bianchang and said softly.

Company Commander Song nodded.

There are two private houses left. After passing through the private house, it is the Huabao Newspaper. There is only a small alley between them, less than three meters wide. I just could drive a small car.

"What does it smell?" After leaving the door of the business, Fang Buwei smelled a stinky smell and subconsciously sucked his nose.

"The hidden ditch is blocked!" Company Commander Song pointed to the alley between the newspaper and his private house. "It was there. When we came, the people from the Engineering Bureau were scheduling and were driven away..."

Although the stone slab was covered, Fang Buwei could still see that stinky water was overflowing from the gap.

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