I knew in advance that Zhao Yulin was leaving in the morning. Not only did Zhao Shirui arrange many people at the station, but he didn't even let the dock go, because he was afraid that Zhao Yulin would play the trick of repairing the plank roads and secretly crossing Chen Cang.

The car didn't turn much, and kept driving towards Xiaguan and direction.

I was afraid that Zhao Yulin would be alert, so Zhao Yurui did not dare to follow him too closely, but he had the spies from the Investigation Department of the Police Department along the way, so there was no need to be afraid of losing his companion.

When he reached Shuiguan Street, Zhao Yulin asked the driver to stop the car.

"I forgot to buy two packs of cigarettes!" Zhao Yulin said to He Shili.

Fang Buwei's heart was shocked.

Zhao Yulin wants to send intelligence?

"I forgot that you only smoked this brand, and there was nothing to sell on the train..." He Shili said, "Just let the guards go!"

"That's trouble!" Zhao Yulin replied.

Fang Buwei heard Zhao Yulin's sound of flipping his leather bag again.

Is it really a cigarette?

"Filter Kent!" Fang Buwei heard Zhao Yulin explain to the accompanying guards.

Fang Buwei's heart was moved again.

Kent is a wrigley. He has never noticed what brand of cigarette Zhao Yulin smokes, but Fang Buwei has never seen the kind of filter that Zhao Yulin said.

When Chen Zuyan came back from the United States, he brought two camels of ten packs to Gu Zhenlong, which had filters.

Gu Zhenlong was not used to the mixed type and threw it to Fang Buwei. Fang Buwei was not used to the scoring, so he turned around and sent it out.

Because of the filter, Zhao Shirui was very novel and took away one directly.

There are no cigarettes with filters on the market now. Only some high-end cigarettes produced by British American Tobacco Company can be purchased by professional tobacco stores, and the price is still very expensive.

"What kind of cigarette is Zhao Yulin smoking?" Fang Buwei asked Zhao Shirui.

Zhao Shirui rolled his eyelids and recalled: "It seems like a white arrow!"

Because it is a full English packaging, it is called Kent, white arrows, long arrows...

Fang Buwei didn't realize it was strange at all. Some people called Laodao Cigarette the "Bandit" card because the icon on it was drawn with pirates.

Did you really go to buy cigarettes?

Fang Buwei was guessing that a figure rushed out of the roadside, and the driver braked and parked the car in the middle of the road.

"It's ours!" Zhao Shirui lifted up the curtain and glanced at it, then shook the car glass.

The dark line crawled in the window, and Zhao Shirui said in his ear.

Fang Buwei heard it very clearly, and the secret line was saying: Zhao Yulin's entourage guard got out of the car and went to the tobacco store on Shuiguan Street to buy a cigarette.

I didn't dare to follow too close to me, and I didn't see the sign on the cigarette strip in the dark line, I only knew it was white.

After the secret line was finished, Zhao Shirui turned his head and looked at Fang Buwei suspiciously: "How do you know that Zhao Yulin asked the guard to buy cigarettes?"

"I am not Zhuge Liang, can I still predict the future? I just ask casually..." Fang Buwei fooled him casually. Zhao Shirui always felt that there was something wrong there.

How could it be so coincidental that Fang Buwei just asked what brand of cigarettes Zhao Yulin smoked, so Zhao Yulin sent the guards to buy cigarettes?

Fang Buwei followed the gap in the curtains and found the tobacco shop mentioned in the dark line.

"British-American Brothers Tobacco Company!"

The name is inconsistent, including British and American, and brothers. There is also an English comparison below. Fang Buwei didn't understand whether it was Chinese or foreign.

Britain and the United States are the world's largest tobacco dealers, while their brothers are the country's largest tobacco dealers.

After not understanding it for a while, Fang Buwei did not investigate it in depth, and explained to Zhao Shirui: "Although the guards are from the Northeast Army's office in Beijing, they may not be Japanese spies, and it is not ruled out that Zhao Yulin uses the opportunity to let the guards sell cigarettes to convey information... Let the brothers stare at this place to death, and do not let go of telegrams, phone calls, and people entering and leaving, at least they must find out the details..."

Zhao Shirui nodded and explained to the secret line a few more words.

This company is a special tobacco business, which only conducts wholesale tobacco business. Unless you encounter someone like Zhao Yulin who specializes in buying high-end brand cigarettes, you will only retail. There are not many people coming and going, so it is absolutely fine to watch the other one.

After giving the instructions, Zhao Shirui closed the car window, and the other party said without saying anything: "Maybe the one Zhao Yulin smoked is not sold on the train, he sent the guards to buy cigarettes just!"

Fang Buwei nodded without comment.

The fireworks that Zhao Yulin smoked cannot be sold, and there is indeed such a possibility.

But as long as there is a trace of doubt, Fang Buwei will not miss it.

I never stopped along the way, and the car drove straight to Xiaguan Station.

Seeing that the red dot representing Zhao Yulin had already gotten on the car, Fang Buwei's head was full of question marks.

Apart from asking the guard to buy that cigarette, Zhao Yulin has never had any doubts about it.

Could it be that he went to Nanjing this time just to assassinate Lin Zi'an and negotiate business at the Northeast Army Office in Beijing, but by the way?

Only in this way can the explanation be understood. After knowing that something happened to his subordinates, Zhao Yulin was in a hurry to leave Nanjing without contacting anyone.

If you haven’t found it, you haven’t found it. Since you have decided to arrest it, you will talk about it when you take it back and get it reviewed.

Zhao Yulin was riding in the blue steel fast train, and it was a first-class carriage. The passengers were not rich and noble, so Zhao Shirui dared not be careless.

But he arranged six good players in the carriage that Zhao Yulin was riding.

Zhao Shirui wanted to transfer one to the queue, but Fang Buwei reminded him that passengers who could take the first-class carriage of Langang were either foreigners, giants or politicians, and those who did not have a certain social status could not buy tickets even if they had money.

Send inexperienced team members in, and you will be able to see the flaws at a glance.

Zhao Shirui also understood this truth. At least he and Fang Buwei chose the team members, at least wearing famous brand suits, would still be like that.

They are all old spies, so they naturally know how to do so that they won’t alert the target. When Zhao Yulin got in the car, these six team members read newspapers, chatted, and slept.

But Zhao Yulin still realized a trace of unusual meaning.

I always feel a little panicked, and a little bit like a ray of light on my back.

Could it be that the news of the incident made me over-indignant?

Zhao Yulin shook his head vigorously.

The eyeliner personally saw three subordinates boarding the train until they started, which means that it was not a problem in Nanjing.

Moreover, no few of my subordinates knew what they were going after leaving the Yangtze Hotel. I was not in danger now...

But Zhao Yulin still couldn't calm down.

This pure suddenness is an intuition, the sixth sense that I have been practicing for many years of struggle on the brink of life and death.

Zhao Yulin took off his hat and swept around the carriage.

Everything seems to be normal.

The observation post of the car picked up the car and got on the car did not warn you. Could it be that you were suspicious?

Zhao Yulin thought secretly.

When the train was about to start and the alarm sounded, Fang Buwei and Zhao Shirui stepped into the car.
Chapter completed!