Zhao Shirui never considered how Ma Chunfeng would feel after knowing it.

Maybe Zhao Shirui thought of it, but didn't care at all.

According to Zhao Shirui's idea, Fang Buwei had long been qualified to compete with Ma Chunfeng, so why should he keep bowing down and be small?

This is the usual thinking throughout the Republic of China.

With the strength that matches it, why not compete first?

It’s not Zhao Shirui’s fault, it’s like this from top to bottom.

Fang Buwei breathed a long sigh.

He couldn't explain to Zhao Shirui.

Fang Buwei finally created this situation so quickly, how could he destroy it with his own hands?

At least, in order not to make things difficult for Fang Buwei, Chen Zuyan rarely stabs Ma Chunfeng in the knife.

Ma Chunfeng is also a good person. He can only support him but not do anything. He lets him come forward in everything, but he stays behind the scenes and controls the overall situation.

With Fang Buwei's efforts, several major secret agencies of the National Government have rarely achieved a certain degree of cooperation and cooperation.

Zhao Shirui is actually selfish.

Fang Buwei had been staying in the secret service office. When he saw Ma Chunfeng, he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Another thing is that if you have long-term plans, Fang Buwei should try his best to escape from the spy pit.

If Fang Buwei was intentional, he would follow Gu Zhenlong's arrangement and dare not say that the regiment commander was to get the regiment deputy of the main battalion to be stable.

Why do you need to stay in the snail shell to make a temple?

"Let's talk about it!" Fang Buwei replied casually, watching the team members keep carrying the body out.

Zhao Shirui had to persuade him again, but was stopped by Zheng Shifei.

Who doesn’t want good things?

But Fang Buwei has always had an idea and does not stretch out his hands randomly, so there is naturally a reason why he doesn't stretch out his hands.

Zhao Shirui opened his mouth, but finally sighed.

All the bodies were carried out and neatly placed on the open space outside the building.

After the body was lifted, Fang Buwei didn't see a woman either.

Secretary Li from the Park Management Office also said that Baoyuelou is a restaurant that only cooks wine and food, unlike other restaurants by Mochou Lake and the pleasure boats in the lake, there are still girls inside.

So in comparison, business is just average.

Fang Buwei looked at each one.

The shopkeeper and the clerk of Xinji Grain Store were also found, and they were on the first floor of Baoyue Tower and had already died.

But the two doorkeepers in the fort sand field were not included.

Several corpses wearing aprons, which looked like chefs, were still holding guns in their arms when they were carried out.

The same goes for two waiters.

Fang Buwei was secretly shocked.

Like the Chinese newspaper, even the chef who cooks in the building and the servant who does sex are actually Japanese spies?

Did the Kwantung Army send all the spies who speak Chinese to Nanjing?

Being able to speak Chinese is just one of them, and being able to stir-fry Huaiyang cuisine is quite amazing.

After seeing the body, Fang Buwei entered the first floor again, turned out of the back door of the kitchen, stood in the pavilion, and watched a group of good-quality team members dive into the water, pulling the fishing net and holding the hook, searching along the bottom of the lake.

The ship that the dock workers had seen was also found, and was in the bushes outside the back door of Baoyue Tower.

The black top black skin is changed when it will be colored.

Half an hour passed, and nothing was found under the water around Baoyue Tower.

Fang Buwei left the pavilion and turned to the front door again.

The front door is facing Mochou Lake, and the soldiers on the lake are still salvaging inch by inch.

An hour passed, and after a while, the entire Mochou Lake was searched twice. Except for Baoyue Tower, everything else was normal.

Where there is water, I use stickers to stick them to the lake. Not to mention the vault, there is not even a larger stone.

Where did you go?

After finding out at this time, if you say that the vault is not in Nanjing, Fang Buwei will not believe it if you beat him to death.

The Xinji Trading Company used to specialize in cement steel bars, and the sand factory of the fort was not just used to hide weapons.

The fortifications that were abandoned halfway through the construction of the Lion Mountain Air Raid Shelter can also illustrate this. The Japanese had definitely planned to repair the vault before.

But the problem is that I have searched three or four times inside and out, and I have searched all the places I can search, where can I hide it?

There are also the Japanese who ran away from the sand field, but have not been found so far.

Fang Buwei tried hard to think about whether there was something he missed?

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Shirui poked Fang Buwei.

He was angry quickly and quickly, and he would not make trouble for a few guns.

"I think there are fish that escape the net!" Fang Buwei replied.

"And?" Zhao Lirui's eyebrows stood up, "Where are you outside the city?"

"At least I didn't go out of the outer city!" Fang Buwei replied with certainty.

"How is that possible?" Zheng Shifei asked back.

How many times have you searched for this?

"The shopkeeper of the Xinji Grain Store fled to Mochou Lake, but what about the few guarding the arsenal in the sand field?" Fang Buwei asked.

"What's the big deal if you miss two small shrimps occasionally?" Zhao Shirui said disapprovingly.

"Hundreds of guns and tens of thousands of bullets, just two people guarding them?" Fang Buwei sneered.

Zhao Shirui paused suddenly, and his face changed slightly.

Seeing the weapon, he just thought about how to get rid of it, but he didn't think about this problem at all.

Fang Buwei doubted whether the Japanese spies guarding the vault and the arsenal would be the same group?

"Do you want to search again?" Zheng Shifei said from the side, "No accident, there will be a curfew tonight, but at most, martial law will be lifted before dawn tomorrow. If you want to search, you must hurry up."

Want to search again?

Fang Buwei feels that it is unnecessary.

Even if you don’t bring the plowing land so many times.

Continue to search in this mode, there will be no effect, it is simply a waste of time.

Moreover, the top government officials will not allow this to continue.

It also involves one's own safety and is even more afraid that political enemies will make excuses to attack. Otherwise, President Wang would not have been under such great pressure and agreed to the constitutional police and spies' department to strictly regulate martial law for two days and three nights.

If you have to make trouble all night, you must be forced to scold Dean Wang.

How do you develop your brains now? Think from the perspective of others. Think about where you would go if you were a Japanese, after you were knocked out by the water bandits to build a vault on Lion Mountain?

How can I develop it?

I have thought about everything I can think about.

It must be hidden, safe, and guards and custodians must also be prevented from stealing themselves, so the number of people cannot be small...

Fang Buwei suddenly thought of the clues he listed after he learned about the vault from Zhao Jinshan.

Eat, drink, defecate, and urinate...

On Lion Mountain, there are naturally transportations for food and drink in Trust Trading, but what if you change the place?

Fang Buwei's heart jumped, turned around and looked at the dilapidated Baoyue Tower.

What other places are more convenient to buy food than restaurants?

He looked at the steamer that was dragging out of the bushes again.

Looking at the paint on the hull, it should have been sprayed a few days ago, which means that the color was not changed to cope with this martial law search.
Chapter completed!