If they want to make the Japanese and puppet investigators believe it is true, the two people cannot rent a house with too much fanfare. It would be worse to overdo it, because it seems to be deliberately letting people know, so Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang still keep a relatively low profile. I just asked a few people around the rental location, or the shops that opened nearby, to give people a little impression. After a period of time like this, if the other party is investigated, he will definitely be able to recall such an incident, but since the two of them didn't ask anyone in a big way, it will appear more real.
In short, it is still the same sentence. If you want the other party to believe it, then the results of your own investigation are the most credible.
After settling the house, the two people immediately checked out of the hotel and moved to one of them. That is where the difference between high and low is. No other inductive clues can be used. Now the two of them just need to concentrate on completing the task. But before that, he couldn't arouse the suspicion of the people around him. Keep as low a profile as possible.
It was already afternoon when the two people moved in. After dinner, we started to discuss what we were missing. The last two people started to study two of the three kinds of goods according to the information in the dead mailbox. That is ammunition and fuel. As for another precious metal, Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang are definitely interested, but precious metals are nothing more than gold and the like, valuable things. This thing really can't be pulled without a car.
To be greedy, can there be no cars in such a big Songjiang cargo station? How nice it would be to pull it out with a car! In fact, it is because the Songjiang cargo terminal is so big and there are many Japanese soldiers inside. It is estimated that there are at least two squadrons of troops. There are so many little devils guarding it. If they take the risk of being greedy and pull out the precious metals, they probably won't be able to escape. It is almost inevitable that it will be discovered.
Those who store precious metals must be killed without any noise. It takes time to transport precious metals to the car. When you drive out of the car, do you see the inspection card at the door showing your transportation certificate? If you are allowed to come in and out at will, why would Fan Keqin and Hua Zhanghai bother so much? It would be even worse if he tried to force his way in. With such a big car, the target would be too conspicuous. Park your car there? It is equally conspicuous for people to run with goods. Besides, they have to be pulled by a car. Even if you are extremely strong, where can you hide while carrying such a big bag?
After Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang studied it, they found that precious metals could only be given up. The other two are much easier to handle. One for ammo and one for fuel. These things almost catch fire, and they are passed from one to another. If one explodes or burns, soon, the entire area will also explode or burn.
Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang recalled the information provided by the dead mailbox and formulated a detailed plan and various equipment needed. And how to get the equipment. Finally, there are evacuation lines and so on.
These things actually need to be studied repeatedly, and all possibilities must be imagined as much as possible. This research was carried out until very late before the rough outline of the plan was completed.
Early the next morning, Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang went out. After passing through several alleys, the two people separated. Hua Zhang went to buy all kinds of necessary things, clothes, shoes and socks, etc. Fan Keqin went to contact the local security bureau.
Fan Keqin is the director of the Investigation Division of the General Administration and the captain of the field team. Therefore, he has the right to know about each local branch. One of the contact points of the local security bureau is Central Street located on the bank of the Songhua River.
This is a very prosperous area. This entire place is full of Russian and European architectural styles. Later generations had the name Paris of the East, which is how it came about. In fact, there are many similar Soviet-Russian-style buildings throughout the city, as well as European and American-style buildings. Hence the name. Of course, the most famous nickname is still her beauty and coldness, Ice City.
Fan Keqin walked slowly along the entrance of Central Street, as if he were following the pedestrians on this street. From time to time, I look at the shops on both sides of the street. If I encounter someone interested, I will go in and have a look. In addition, there are many foreigners here, some of whom are even refugees from Europe and other places, huddled in corners and begging.
However, Fan Keqin pretended to be like a pedestrian and strolled along the street, but he was actually looking at the signs above. Soon, he saw a restaurant called Fu Mianyan Restaurant in the middle of the street. This restaurant is actually one of the rare old-school restaurants on this street.
Fan Keqin did not go in immediately, but walked around the restaurant. Observed the security situation. Then he wandered in. But he didn't go directly to the dining room table.
I went straight to the counter and saw a man wearing a noodle jacket inside, smoking a cigarette. Without a hat, he looked about forty-two or three. Without raising his head or eyes, he is extremely leisurely.
Fan Keqin arrived, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in his mouth, and said, "Is it the shopkeeper? Can you lend me a fire?"
This man seemed to have just woken up. He rolled his eyes before looking at Fan Keqin, then smiled and said: "Yes, wait a moment." He took out a box of matches from under the counter and handed it to Fan Keqin.
Fan Keqin took the matchbox, took out his lighter with the other hand, and said, "The lighter is out of oil, thank you." As he said that, he turned the pulley, and a flame burst out.
Fan Keqin seemed startled and said with a smile: "Oh, I can hit it again." After saying that, he lit the cigarette and returned the matchbox to the other party. And seemingly unintentionally, he blew a puff of smoke towards the other person's head. Said: "Okay, give me a plate of grilled pork strips, red sausage, dry sausage, and two bottles of Harbin beer."
"Okay." The shopkeeper agreed with a smile, turned around and told the waiter, "I'm inviting you upstairs, I'll be sure to serve you some peanuts as a gift."
"Hey, that's good." The waiter, with a white towel on his shoulders, came over and agreed. He led Fan Keqin upstairs, opened the door of a small private room, and said, "Sir, please come in, have some food and drinks." Immediately."
"Thank you, go about your business." Fan Keqin took off his coat and put it next to him. He sat down and slowly smoked while waiting.
After a while, the food and wine were served, and Fan Keqin opened a bottle of beer and drank it slowly. Just a minute or two later, there was a knock on the door. The door was pushed open from the outside, and the shopkeeper came in with two bottles of beer. He smiled and said: "Sir, come here, I have to pay you a compliment, thank you for taking care of the business of the shop."
