Qian Jinxun continued: "The two of them came together. They never left each other's sight and had no chance to leak the secret. I will ask Lao Zhao to check on them later."
Fan Keqin said: "If that doesn't work...just count them all among the operatives, and let them follow suit when the time comes. In this way, from now on, the two of them will always be in sight."
Of course, he is definitely not placing them directly among the operatives now, but letting them go back normally. At this time, apart from sending a drawing, they didn't know anything else. When it is time to take action, let them follow you, so that no leaks will occur. In fact, Wu Jingzhong sent them here, which shows that they should be trustworthy, but he was afraid that if he really passed the delivery of the drawings, there would be an incident of exposing TNT at Tianjin Station. It's not good to think of anything.
Qian Jinxun said: "No, there is no one available at Tianjin Station. Just let the two of them stay here until the whole incident is over."
Fan Keqin nodded and said, "That's fine."
Qian Jinxun took out the folded large paper from the folder and unfolded it on his desk. This was a printed map. But what has been modified is very different from the original one.
Almost every street has traces of modification. Some buildings are clearly labeled. The length and width of the streets are also marked. The work is still very detailed. Some streets are now closed, and some have been extended. Whether the bungalow in the alley or alley was built into a building, etc., all were modified and marked.
Fan Keqin first took a general look at the picture and was quite satisfied. With such detailed annotation, it is no wonder that it took them a few days to modify it.
Qian Jinxun lowered his head and searched for a while, then with a hum, he pointed to the center of the map, but slightly to the lower right, and said: "The political security bureau of the puppet government is here."
At this time, Fan Keqin also found the location of another Manchurian Railway and the Japanese Consulate. These three departments, which were collaborating at this time, formed an irregular triangle. The nearest ones are the Manchuria Railway and the Political and Security Bureau.
Fan Keqin took the ruler next to him and measured it on it. Then he looked at the proportions of the scale. Said: "Well, if you drive at a constant speed during the day, it will take at least ten minutes. These streets also need to turn back and forth. The time...at least double. Twenty minutes."
Qian Jinxun also stared at the map and agreed: "Yeah, let alone another one... Huh?" As he said that, he seemed to have discovered something, and said: "There are three city patrol offices around the Japanese Consulate. , and a police station. Look, before the markings, they were normal street building markings. This means that they were all changed later."
As soon as Fan Keqin heard this, he immediately took a look and saw that it was exactly what Qian Jinxun said. Then he immediately looked at the other two places, took a breath, and said: "It's true, these three Japanese special agencies are surrounded by forces that can support them at any time. Especially this Political Security Bureau..." As he spoke, , he took the ruler again and measured it vertically and horizontally along the street, and said: "The nearest Little Devil Gendarmerie is actually nearby, less than three hundred meters away. If you are running, at a non-sprinting speed, you can do it in one or two minutes." Support is on the way. Do you have any photos? It's from the Political Security Bureau."
Qian Jinxun opened the folder, took out a small stack of photos, and then spread them on the empty table next to him. Fan Keqin said: "Hey, don't move. Let someone send you a tactical board..." He then looked at the thickness of the photo and the size of the map, and continued: "A medium-sized tactical board is enough."
Hearing this, Qian Jinxun rolled his eyes, pressed the buzzer, and said: "Xinran, please contact the Intelligence Department and ask them to send someone to send a medium-sized tactical board to my office. I want that kind of The one with wheels underneath.”
"Yes." Kong Xinran's voice came over, and then he fell into silence again.
Qian Jinxun stuffed the photo into the folder again, then turned the map over and placed it upside down on the table. That way no one knows what's inside.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw one to Fan Keqin, and said, "The situation in Tianjin is really complicated. No wonder Old Wu can only use black gun tactics."
Fan Keqin smiled and said: "The black gun tactics, when done well, can also have an excellent deterrent effect. Think about it, the Japanese and puppet spies, soldiers, and even the Japanese officers, no matter where they are, I feel like someone is aiming a gun at me again. How would it feel? It's like a marksman on the battlefield. Before the marksman is eliminated, the entire team cannot move normally. "
Qian Jinxun said: "Well, Lao Wu's level of shooting black guns is still good. Since he arrived in Tianjin, he has killed many Japanese puppets. However, it is also because of this that the Japanese puppets in Tianjin are more vigilant. Heavy. This may have a certain impact on our plans."
Fan Keqin said: "Images have some influence, but we still need to look at the problem from that perspective. Our plan is to use the TNT plan first to make the other party take the bait. The suspicious Japanese and puppet spies will be easily caught by us. From here If you look at it, it will turn out to be a good thing.”
Qian Jinxun was startled, then smiled and said: "Yes, that's right. Everything has its pros and cons, it all depends on how we operate it. If we operate it well, we may take advantage of the opponent's alertness."
As soon as the two people said this, there was a knock on the door, followed by Kong Xinran who opened the door and walked in, saying: "Two officers, the tactical board is here."
Just look at the two agents from the Intelligence Department and bring in the tactical board. Then, under the command of Qian Jinxun, he set up next to the bookcase.
Qian Jinxun sent them away, and he and Fan Keqin immediately started to paste the map and various photos on the tactical board. Started researching again.
Fan Keqin first looked at the photo this time and said: "Three floors, four windows, and windows on the side. Oh... If we attack at the same time, the tactics are correct, the people are strong, and the weapons are powerful... Within three minutes, I will personally plan, It can still be attacked. There is still not enough time. There is some movement at such a close distance, and the little Japanese military police should not misplace their positions. Look, there are three wheels on each side. If fully loaded, it can hold three people. , that’s twelve. If you move quickly, you can reach such a close distance in a little more than a minute, or even less than a minute. As I said just now, even if you run at a constant speed, you can get support in a little more than a minute, and less than two minutes. come over……"
