Shanghai train station.
Several agents were chatting there with cigarettes in their mouths.
When I saw a Japanese military policeman passing by, I quickly took off my hat, nodded and bowed.
As soon as the Japanese military police left, he spat on the ground and cursed:
what!
It's not easy to be a spy.
Agent No. 76 is even more difficult to do.
The common people will scold you behind your back, and the military commander will deal with you.
Japanese?
The Japanese don't treat you as a human being at all.
Especially the spies scattered in places like train stations, their lives are even more difficult.
The spies in other places, such as those on Yuyuan Road, are all very well-paid, and small businessmen and hawkers are willing to spend money to eliminate disasters in the face of extortion.
Otherwise, they can just find an excuse and arrest you.
What about the train station?
The spies didn't dare to interrogate people who came off first-class or second-class cars. If they could afford it, they must have some background.
The third-class carriage has no oil or water at all.
Those coolies at the train station are all miserable. If you blackmail them, they will risk their lives for just a dime.
Therefore, all the spies in this place are just like monks clocking the day, working without exerting any effort and just getting through the day safely.
That's what Agent Lao Ha is like.
Lao Ha is not his real name. He has such a nickname because he laughs all day long.
When 8 o'clock came, Lao Ha came in high spirits.
As soon as I saw a colleague in the class, I opened my mouth and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"What have you ordered? I haven't eaten yet." Agent A Fang yawned, listlessly.
Lao Ha patted his pockets and said proudly: "Let's go, I'll treat you to breakfast and make a few more bites."
"Hey, old man, are you rich?"
"Rich!" Lao Ha said cheerfully: "Yesterday, I played Pai Gow with Captain Lu and the others, and we killed them all. We left with a piece of meat and half a catty of wine."
Several agents almost salivated when they heard Darou.
Ah Fang followed Lao Ha, and while walking towards the noodle shop, he flattered him and said, "Brother Ha, please lend me some money. I've been having a hard time in my pocket recently. I'll pay you back as soon as my salary is paid next month."
"Just you? The money you have is not enough to throw at the girl, so you don't understand the value of those two pieces of meat."
The agents burst into wild laughter.
…
all gone.
Zhu Shanyuan lit a cigarette and watched the agents leave.
His men have arrived at the designated location.
Those who carry sacks, those who shine shoes, and the thief Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng is really a thief.
He is a member of the pickpocket gang "Nine Characters Gate".
When the Japanese entered the concession, his sister was insulted by two Japanese soldiers and threw herself into a well.
After that, Xiaofeng and the Japanese were at odds with each other.
When the military commander approached him to develop him, Xiao Feng agreed without any hesitation.
He is smart and clever. In just over three months, he was promoted from an outside agent to an agent under observation.
As long as he takes one step further, he can become an official registered agent of the military commander.
Xiao Feng was a thief when he was twelve years old. He is now nineteen years old and hangs out at the train station all year round. Every police officer here knows him.
Xiao Feng respects the police every day, and the police also want to get information from him, so they pretend they don't know he is a thief.
"Lao Li, Lao Li."
Xiao Feng stopped the policeman he knew well, mysteriously took out a wallet from his pocket and stuffed it into the policeman's hand.
Good guy, bulging.
Old Li smiled happily, opened his wallet and took a look: "Did you catch a big fish?"
"Can you?"
Xiao Feng smiled and said: "Why don't you come to honor you and have your morning drink?"
"It's a pity that it's a China Reserve Bond."
Lao Li waved his hand: "Let's go, brothers, don't use this thief's money in vain, go have a morning drink."
…
The policemen also left.
Every mission is not forced.
Everyone has their own division of labor.
Whether they are secret agents or police officers, they are all messing around.
No one knows if anything will happen today.
Zhushan Yuan looked at the time.
There are a few new faces among the coolies.
That was Xiahou Dun's person who was responsible for meeting them.
It's 9 o'clock.
Trains often don't run on time.
But today, as soon as 9 o'clock arrived, a train entered the station with a "clang".
People flocked to pick up relatives and friends.
Zhu Shanyuan took out the sign he had prepared a long time ago, held it high and mingled with the crowd.
Groups of people left.
Still no target.
Zhushan Yuan was not in a hurry.
Finally, when the people on the train were about to get off, two people got off first from the second-class seat.
He looked around, and then, a man of medium build walked out.
Wei Zefei!
The sign Zhu Shanyuan held high was put down.
This is a signal!
The hand that shines shoes reaches into the shoebox, and the hand that solicits customers puts it in his pocket.
Zhu Shanyuan threw the sign to the ground.
Do it!
"Bang bang bang bang"!
The ear-piercing gunfire rang out instantly at the station.
Wei Zefei was already alert.
When he saw a shoe shiner suddenly stand up, he realized something was wrong.
However, it was too late.
Bullets were flying from all directions.
He and his companions fell into a pool of blood in an instant.
Zhushan Yuan rushed over and fired a few more shots at the corpse on the ground:
"withdraw!"
The Japanese military police on duty at the station heard the gunshots and rushed over with strange screams.
…
"Do it!"
A group of coolies took out weapons from sacks and swept them out like a whirlwind of fire and rain.
Xiao Feng staggered and fell to the ground:
"I've been shot!"
His leg was shot through.
Zhushan Yuan didn't hesitate at all, threw him a pistol, and only said:
"Don't be a coward!"
An agent of Xiao Feng's level has no weapons.
He picked up his pistol and fired several shots at the Japanese military police.
He struggled to crawl to the side, and then screamed, his other leg was also shot through.
Don't be a coward!
Xiao Feng knew very well that a spy like him was worthless and the Japanese would not regard him as a treasure.
To this day, he still doesn't know who the assassination target is. strong sacrifice reading sacrifice
The strange screams of the Japanese have been heard very clearly.
Xiao Feng put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth.
Sister, I'm here to accompany you. At this time Zhang Si
Those damn Japanese beasts, someone will take care of them.
He pulled the trigger hard!
…
Xiao Feng, whose real name is ominous, is a nineteen-year-old outside agent in the Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau.
Dependents: None.
Pension: None.
…
Luo Deben looked at the corpse on the ground and wanted to cry without tears.
Wei Zefei is dead.
Turned into a hornet's nest by bullets.
He is Li Shiqun's guard captain.
Something really happened.
During this time on the 76th, things kept happening.
Wei Zefei is one of the people Li Shiqun trusts most.
But now, he is dead too.
Luo Deben could feel that there was an invisible hand controlling everything.
Li Shiqun didn't know about this yet.
How should I tell him?
Since Meng Shaoyuan evacuated Shanghai, Li Shiqun dominated Shanghai.
The agents of No. 76 also do whatever they want. Zhi Da Zhi Xiao
These good days are coming to an end.
Is it time for me to find a way out?
"Secretary Luo, what should I do with that person?"
Luo Deben glanced at Xiaofeng's body and said, "Bury him properly."
