No. 277 Mile West Road.
Lu Xingge took one of his men to buy fruits at a fruit stall a little far away from the office.
He pressed down his peaked cap and secretly observed the situation around him.
Following Zheng Lijun's order, he took the risk to come here to observe the situation, fearing that brothers who were not notified in time might enter by mistake.
"Team leader, the situation is not good." The subordinate said softly.
Lu Xingge nodded. Even though the people in the Shanghai Special High School were well hidden, he could still spot the clues. For example, the two people more than thirty steps ahead on the left were reading a newspaper, but they never turned the page. The light glanced around from time to time.
Obviously, the entire No. 277 Mile West Road has been surrounded by the Japanese.
They noticed that one of the Japanese who was reading the newspaper had cast a suspicious look at them.
"Let's go further." Lu Xinge bought a bag of oranges and said in a low voice.
…
As soon as the two walked away, they saw a rickshaw parked at the door of No. 277 Maiersi Road. A man in a suit and tie and a top hat got out of the car and walked straight into the stairs.
"It's the station commander." His subordinates exclaimed.
Side chick!
Lu Xingge cursed anxiously in his heart, why did the stationmaster Zheng Weilong come here? Didn't he already be notified to evacuate?
His heart was crossed, and he was about to go up to rescue people, but he saw the agents of Shanghai Special High School who had been waiting nearby suddenly moved. These people secretly approached the entrance of the corridor in a fan shape.
"Mom!" Lu Xingge's face changed drastically. He looked around and saw that there were other special agents of the Special High School waiting for him.
"Withdraw!" Lu Xinge gritted his teeth and whispered.
The two quickly evacuated and came to a place two alleys away from No. 277 Meyer West Road. Lu Xingo came to a telegraph hall, threw a legal currency directly, picked up the phone and asked for the patrol room's phone number.
"I'm reporting that No. 277, Mile West Road, is the den of gangsters. They have stolen money and are dividing the spoils. Come and arrest them quickly, but they will run away if it is too late."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, Lu Xingge turned around and left with his men.
…
No. 277, Mile West Road, Shanghai Station Office of the Secret Service.
A larger room serves as a conference room.
At this moment, Zheng Weilong had been tied up and his mouth was gagged.
There were three other people tied up with Zheng Weilong, who were left behind in the office.
Zheng Weilong stared at Ruan Zhiyuan, who was standing next to the Japanese with a flattering look on his face, with hatred and confusion.
He never dreamed that Ruan Zhiyuan would defect to Japan and commit treason, especially after he had just made great achievements.
Araki Harima looked at the time on his watch and frowned.
"Mr. Ruan, are you sure the meeting will be held at 8:15 am?"
"Araki-kun, it's true, we have a meeting at a quarter past eight."
Araki Harima shook his head slightly. It was already a quarter past eight in the morning, but only Shanghai Station Director Zheng Weilong and one of the senior Shanghai Station officials arrived at the office.
"There is a problem." Cao Yu said from the side, "There is no reason why the station master has arrived but his subordinates have not arrived yet."
Araki Harima nodded with a gloomy expression. Something must have gone wrong, and the most likely thing was that the news was leaked.
He looked at Ruan Zhiyuan.
Ruan Zhiyuan was frightened and said quickly, "Araki-kun, Mr. Ruan's loyalty to the Empire of Japan is remarkable."
As he spoke, he pointed to the tied Zheng Weilong, "If the news leaked out, Zheng Weilong would not be able to come here."
"Wait a little longer." Araki Harima nodded, and what Ruan Zhiyuan said was reasonable.
…
Zheng Weilong looked at Ruan Zhiyuan angrily. At the same time, he also had a suspicion in his heart:
The phone call home in the morning was most likely a warning call.
Most likely it was a coded warning.
But that stupid woman at home didn't take it seriously, let alone wake her up.
This led to him stupidly throwing himself into a trap.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps in the corridor.
Araki Harima's expression changed.
The Special High School agents immediately dispersed, all pointing their guns at the door.
The door to the 'meeting room' was knocked open.
"Araki-kun, this is the patrol room. The people from the patrol room are here." The person who rushed in was an agent from the Special High School Division, panting.
At this moment, a large number of patrol officers and detectives from the French Concession patrol room rushed in with guns drawn.
"Put down your weapons!" The patrol leader who led the team glanced at the tied people and the dozen or so armed men with short guns in their hands, and he believed the alarm call even more.
Sure enough, there are gangsters committing crimes.
The person glanced at it: Where is the stolen goods?
…
"I heard about it." Lao Huang took a sip of rice wine, pinched a peanut and put it in his mouth, "No. 277, Mile West Road."
"Just an hour ago, Japanese agents surrounded this place and arrested four people."
"Do you know who you arrested?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"Someone called the police, saying that there was a mob action at No. 277, Mile West Road. The police station sent people there, and they happened to bump into the Japanese." Old Huang shook the bottle, with drunken eyes. He looked at the situation outside cautiously.
"The leader of the Special High School team was Araki Harima. This person reported his home address and had an arrogant attitude. He asked the patrol officers to evacuate and allowed him to arrest people and leave. A confrontation broke out between the two sides."
"The patrol house will not agree." Cheng Qianfan said softly.
The Special High School agents carried weapons and entered the French Concession in broad daylight to arrest people. If they were not encountered by the patrol, they would naturally turn a blind eye. Now they have directly bumped into them. The proud French people cannot afford to lose this face. We won't let them arrest people and leave.
"Yes, the patrol room believed that the Japanese were arresting citizens. Araki Harima strongly stated that the arrested people were agents of the Shanghai Station of the National Secret Service, and asked someone to identify one of the arrested persons face to face as the Shanghai Station Chief Zheng Weilong. "
"It's Ruan Zhiyuan, the man who surrendered to the enemy and betrayed his country!"
"It should be him." Lao Huang nodded, "The two sides were in a stalemate. The patrol room sent reinforcements, and Lieutenant Male from the Political Department also passed by."
"In the end, the Japanese were forced to compromise. They agreed that people could be taken away from the police station, but they asked to participate in the interrogation." Lao Huang said.
"Both sides have taken a step back. The French don't dare to completely offend the Japanese, and the Japanese don't dare to completely fall out with the French." Cheng Qianfan nodded and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Lao Huang understood the meaning of this sneer. Although it seemed that both sides were taking a step back, the Japanese brought weapons into the French Concession to arrest people, which in itself violated the criminal regulations of the French Concession.
According to law, the patrol room should have disarmed and arrested the people from the Special High School Division, and then asked the Japanese diplomatic agencies to release them on bail.
Not to mention agreeing to allow the Japanese to participate in joint interrogations.
In a word, Shanghai is now dominated by the Japanese, and the French can only try their best to save a little bit of face and dare not offend the Japanese.
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