It seemed that the two people patrolling had no intention of patrolling at all. However, it cannot be ruled out that these two people may be serious and responsible in other areas. For example, they were not so immersed in the conversation on the previous section of the road, and then gradually talked about topics of interest. It is not necessarily that when the interest subsides, they will still focus on the street.
After the food and drink were served, Xiong Bashan picked up a bun, not too hard, for fear of breaking the skin of the bun. He put it in his mouth and bit a small hole, and the delicious juice immediately hit his taste buds. Well, beautiful!
While Xiong Bashan was enjoying the food, he still looked out the window as if looking at the scenery. I dipped it in some soy sauce and vinegar that I mixed, bit off part of the bun, and fully enjoyed the food again.
In this way, Xiong Bashan's meal time is much slower than normal, and he plays the role of a good drinker. After a sip of wine, he slowly eats a few more dishes, which is so comfortable.
Therefore, a normal meal would be finished within half an hour, but it took him nearly an hour to drink and eat. But it won’t work any longer, as it may go beyond a “normal” range. Taking things too far may bring him to the attention of others.
He believed that an hour or so would be fine. After all, the business of this restaurant was good, and there were still many people who liked to drink a few sips like himself. Therefore, if you drink for a while longer than usual, you can observe for a while without increasing the risk factor.
During this hour, Xiong Bashan saw two plainclothes officers in addition to the pair of police officers who first patrolled. The clothes of these two people were no different from ordinary people, but they didn't talk much to each other. They walked slowly through the streets in sight, obviously looking for streets. Other than that, nothing was discovered.
Xiong Bashan paid the bill, left the soup dumpling restaurant, and strolled along the street to his destination, arriving on Guanyuan Road. Xiong Bashan was no longer strolling. He observed the pace of pedestrians on the street, slowly adjusted his pace to be similar to that of most people, and then walked forward.
Well, Xu Shipeng's paintings are very good. He doesn't use his eyes to see, but uses his peripheral vision to count the street numbers next to him. The buildings and situations on both sides are still fully painted, but they are not as detailed as they really look now that I am here. What kind of architecture there is, the general meaning has been expressed in the painting.
When walking on Guanyuan Road, Xiong Bashan locked onto a teahouse within a few seconds and didn't even look behind him when he got there. That will attract the attention of interested people. So I walked straight in, got a pot of decent scented tea and two plates of dried fruits, melon seeds, etc., and went up to the second floor.
When choosing a place to monitor, be sure not to choose one directly opposite. The more upright the position, the easier it is to be noticed. Just like a sniper, laymen always say that on the roof of the building, yes, the top of the building has the widest view, but you will also be very conspicuous.
Experts, on the other hand, will never choose the roof of a building unless it is a last resort. Or I don’t have to worry about anything. For example, this city is my home field and the enemy has huddled in a certain building. I want to get the widest shooting range, regardless of what the enemy thinks. At this time, there is nothing wrong with you being on the roof.
In the remaining situation, if you want to assassinate someone in Little Japan in the Japanese-occupied area, prepare a sniper attack on the rooftop. In most cases, even if you die, your target will not die. This kind of mindless behavior will only make people feel that their lives were wasted, and it does not prove your courage, but will be very stupid.
The location of Xiong Bashan is also very particular, as long as you can see the street. You don’t have to be close to the window, so the third small table in the second row is a good location.
After going upstairs, I only scanned briefly to confirm the situation of the windows and tables, combined with the situation of the street when I came down Guanyuan Road just now. Xiong Bashan barely paused and chose the location casually.
There were still a few people in the teahouse at this time. After all, it was not early morning but afternoon. So after Xiong Bashan sat down, he opened the newspaper and read it, then drank two sips of tea and ate some melon seeds inconspicuously. From the corner of his eye, he looked out from the side window.
Sure enough, it is consistent with the information currently available. No. 21, the frontline intelligence headquarters of Little Japan, is a small second floor. The whole building is made of gray earth, which has a similar color tone to the buildings on both sides, and is also connected together. He had just seen it when he was downstairs. There are tall buildings on Guanyuan Road. The tallest one is the one when you come from the street. It is four stories.
Following his gaze and looking further into the distance, Xiong Bashan discovered that at the other end of the street, it was probably not a street intersection. It was a three-story building separated by four buildings from the frontline intelligence headquarters at No. 21. The rest are basically all on the second floor. Of course, there are also a few three- or two-story bungalows.
After seeing it clearly, Xiong Bashan continued to drink tea and eat melon seeds calmly, and then hurriedly scanned the pages of the newspaper. The headlines are all about Japan's goodwill actions, how many people helped Wang Puppet kill on the front line, local warlords' troops, and so on. You don't need to ask to know that the newspaper in your hand must belong to the newspaper company of Wang Puppet and Little Japan.
But the more this happened, the more Xiong Ba showed a hint of relief and a proud smile on his face. Just pretend, see who can pretend better than whom.
Next, Xiong Bashan once again focused on the street. Although his current position was not next to the window, the curvature of the street still allowed him to clearly see the path ahead. Therefore, he turned his attention and began to monitor the situation on the street.
He drank this pot of tea for probably more than an hour. During this time, another wave of patrolling police officers passed by on the street, but the plainclothes officers were gone, and no other officers were seen. Therefore, the current preliminary judgment is that one hour should be the time for each wave of patrols by the patrol police. There's no way to tell for the time being that the plainclothes guy was just passing by, or maybe it wasn't time for the next batch of patrols yet.
In this way, Xiong Bashan changed several places in a row. In the evening, diagonally opposite the Fengyuan Street Police Station four blocks away, I started having dinner at a restaurant, and then I chose a street I had never walked before and walked back to the pier again.
After he got into the cabin, he put down some food and drinks he bought along the way. I lit a cigarette and started smoking. The days were beginning to get longer at this time. It's not like it's past four o'clock in the winter, but it will get dark before five o'clock.
