Xu Mei didn't dare to do business because she was worried about losing money. Liu Changchuan didn't say much and asked her to think about it. If she really wanted to do business, just tell him that she didn't have to worry about the capital.
"Uncle, eat the apple."
Liu Changchuan took the apple from Xiao Lingdang's hand and thought about the Shanghai Station of Military Reunion. He sincerely hoped that his wild thoughts and guesses would be wrong.
But what if he is right! Huang Xing has an accomplice, or Huang Xing is simply a scapegoat.
scapegoat? Liu Changchuan himself was stunned for a moment. If Huang Xing was really the scapegoat, then whoever killed Huang Xing would be the mole.
Wan Ping, no, no, no, that is the captain of the First Operations Brigade. He has more than 20 core members of the military command and more than a hundred peripheral military command personnel.
He was an old man from the Juntong Lixingshe period. It was impossible for Wanping to rebel in terms of status and ability. The First Action Brigade had the largest number of assassinations of Japanese traitors in the Shanghai Station of Juntong. How could Wanping rebel?
Liu Changchuan shook his head, but he was not going to just wait at home. If he wanted to know if there were any insiders at the Juntong Shanghai Station, he could only investigate from No. 76.
In the evening, the family was lively and had a happy dinner. The happiest thing was the little bell. It was the little one's birthday today, and several people held her up to the sky.
At the Plum Blossom Song and Dance Hall, Liu Changchuan took a rickshaw and came over to play after dinner. Of course, he didn't really come to play. He expected to meet Zhang Ermazi or Wen Fengan.
Let's see if we can get any news about No. 76 in the French Concession from these two people, or about the current situation inside No. 76. If the agents of No. 76 Operations Brigade are on standby at the headquarters, it means there must be a big operation.
"Dachuan, you came to the dance hall to have fun, yo, you are a bad learner." As soon as Liu Changchuan entered the dance hall, Yang Xiaohong came over and laughed at him.
"I am also a man, and I also have needs." Liu Changchuan took a sip of wine and rolled his eyes at Yang Xiaohong.
"Hehehe, okay, my aunt will give you a favor today and dance two dances with you for free." Yang Xiaohong sat next to Liu Changchuan, took the wine glass, tilted her head and poured it all into her mouth.
"You are really good at drinking." Liu Changchuan shook his head and clinked a drink with her.
"That Zhang Ermazi hasn't come to pester you again, has he?" Liu Changchuan put down his wine glass and asked tentatively.
"No, that guy hasn't been here since you beat him up last time."
Yang Xiaohong was in high spirits. Because of this matter, she was very proud in the Plum Blossom Ballroom. Even the boss's nephew did not dare to pester her. Everyone knew that she had a backstage, and even No. 76 dared to beat her up.
Liu Changchuan was extremely disappointed. After staying in the ballroom for several hours, he did not see Wen Fengan come over. Yang Xiaohong danced a few dances with him, drank a few glasses of wine, and sadly prepared to go home and sleep, and continue to think of a solution tomorrow.
Hey, as soon as Liu Changchuan walked to the door of the dance hall, he saw a young man in his 20s walking inside. He knew this man. He was Wen Fengan's follower. He beat Zhang Erpazi last time. This man was following Wen Fengan.
Well, let’s not leave yet.
"Brother, sit here with me and I'll buy you a drink."
After Han Liu glanced at Liu Changchuan for a few times, he finally remembered who it was and hurriedly stepped forward, "Mr. Liu, are you here to dance too?"
"Come here to kill time if you have nothing to do. You are Wen Fengan's subordinate, right? Brother Wen and I didn't know each other last time. We are also friends. You can drink whatever you want tonight. I'll buy it." Liu Changchuan asked the waiter to bring a bottle of foreign wine. Said with a smile.
"Then I'd like to thank Mr. Liu." Han Liuxi smiled brightly, not taking advantage of the bastard.
Liu Changchuan poured a glass of wine for Han Liu and said with a sad face: "My girlfriend's name is Chen Meijuan. She works at your No. 76. I don't know what's going on in the past few days. She works overtime every day. I want to have dinner with her, but it's difficult to be intimate with her. "
"I know Miss Chen. She is a flower numbered 76. Mr. Liu is so lucky." Han Liu looked envious.
Chen Meijuan was also the girl of his dreams, but he knew that he was just an inconspicuous team leader and had no chance to come forward. Not to mention him, even Guan Ping, the captain of the third team, worked in vain and took advantage of the person in front of him. The surname is Liu.
"I wonder if Meijuan will be free to accompany me tomorrow?" Liu Changchuan said to himself while holding a wine glass and looking at the dancing crowd in the wine pool.
"The department is very busy. Most people have gone to the French Concession. Even the director personally took people there. I think Miss Chen may not be free tomorrow." Han Liu drank a glass of wine and persuaded Liu Changchuan not to worry.
Half an hour later, Liu Changchuan was so drunk that he collapsed on the sofa.
Han Liu was dancing with a 20-year-old dancer in his arms in the ballroom. Yang Xiaohong called two waiters to put Liu Changchuan into a rickshaw.
"Look at how you look like a bear. You can't drink but you always drink. Why are you pretending?" Yang Xiaohong yelled at Liu Changchuan. I gave the rickshaw driver another two dollars, explained his address, and gave him some instructions.
Liu Changchuan squinted his eyes when he saw Yang Xiaohong leaving, and closed his eyes tightly again.
Of course he was pretending to be drunk. He already knew the answer he wanted to know tonight. Chen Meijuan must have been communicating with the traitors through the radio when she worked overtime. Otherwise, Agent No. 76 would not have all poured into the concession area for no reason, even Li Qun, who always cherished his life. They all went to the French Concession in person.
Liu Changchuan was very sure that there would be a big operation tonight on the 76th. The real insider at the Military Command Shanghai Station had not been eliminated, but was hidden very deeply. He didn't know who it was? But it was certain that Huang Xing had an accomplice, and they must be in the first brigade.
who is it? The members of Huang Zhen's radio team are still looking for the scapegoat, the captain Wan Ping, or other people who have access to the radio station.
No matter who it is, he must report to the Juntong Shanghai Station as soon as possible, otherwise the Shanghai Station will suffer heavy losses tonight.
No. 76 avoided the French Concession patrol room during the day and launched a full-scale attack at night. It would definitely severely damage the military-union Shanghai Station, and might even endanger the Shanghai Station.
Liu Changchuan got off the car at Xiaonan Street, waited for the rickshaw driver to go away, found a phone booth and made an emergency call, but the result made him almost curse. The operator clearly told him that the phone line on Petain Road West Street was broken due to strong winds, and it would not be repaired until tomorrow. Can't get through.
Damn it, drinking cold water will hurt your teeth, why are you so unlucky?
Liu Changchuan was worried that something serious would happen, so he hurried to the repair shop in Zhuanghe. God bless him, he knocked twice on the back door and got a response.
"Team leader, why are you here?" Zhuang He hurriedly opened the door for Liu Changchuan.
Liu Changchuan said breathlessly: "Immediately send a report to the stationmaster and tell him that the mole has not been eliminated. In the first brigade, Agent No. 76 is gathering in the concession area tonight. They have a big operation. They also told the stationmaster to let He should stay away from the first brigade, don't contact him, don't contact him, um... don't trust brigade leader Wan Ping for the time being.
Zhuang He swallowed his saliva and hurriedly took out the radio from the crack in the wall. Fortunately, the radio station he was connected to could be contacted, otherwise he would have to ask the headquarters to forward it, in which case the cucumber dishes would be cold.
Liu Changchuan drank a bowl of water and prayed in his heart that Agent No. 76 had not acted yet, otherwise everything would be in vain. He hoped that the Juntong Shanghai Station could escape this disaster.
