Tang Cheng didn't know that Hans was leaving here, and suddenly realized that he had become a bitch. After Hans left, Tang Cheng immediately went to Zhang Jianghe's bedroom. After moving to the residence provided by Hans, Zhang Jianghe had actually completely cut off contact with Shanghai Station. After all, Zhang Jianghe did not speak English. As long as Tang Cheng was away, Zhang Jianghe could only read books and listen to records in his bedroom to relieve his boredom.
When Tang Cheng came in, Zhang Jianghe was lying on the bed listening to Peking Opera records, shaking his head in a leisurely and contented manner, which actually made Tang Cheng laugh out loud. "Uncle Zhang, I see that your injury is recovering well. You will be able to go to Nanjing before the end of the year!" Tang Cheng sat down by the bed, but Zhang Jianghe just glanced at him sideways and ignored Tang Cheng. When Tang Cheng saw this, he just laughed it off. He knew that Zhang Jianghe was blaming himself.
"Uncle Zhang, I naturally have a reason for doing this." As he spoke, Tang Cheng handed a telegram to Zhang Jianghe. "When I took you out of the hospital, Nanjing already knew that the new correspondent had left Nanjing two days ago and should have been in contact with people from Shanghai Station by now. Your main task now is Recuperate well and then come back to Nanjing with me." An inexplicable glint flashed in Tang Cheng's eyes. Ever since he knew Zhang Jianghe's true identity, Tang Cheng had truly regarded Zhang Jianghe as an elder of his own family.
In fact, Hans was not the first person whose hidden identity was revealed by Tang Cheng using his identity recognition skills, Zhang Jianghe was the first. After obtaining the identity recognition skill, Tang Cheng used it once on Zhang Jianghe in the hospital bed, and the screening result was indeed as Tang Cheng had always guessed. Zhang Jianghe was apparently the operations captain of the Intelligence Division headquarters, but in fact he was a He. An underground party diver who has lost contact with his superiors.
It was precisely because Tang Cheng knew Zhang Jianghe's hidden identity that he sought help from Hans and arranged a safe and secure place for Zhang Jianghe to recuperate in the French Concession. Zhang Jianghe could clearly sense that Tang Cheng's attitude towards him was different from before, but he thought this was a sign of Tang Cheng's debt, but he didn't know that Tang Cheng already knew the most secret secret in his heart.
Zhang Jianghe frowned when he heard this, and then reached out to take the telegram from Tang Cheng. Zhang Jianghe, who had read the contents of the telegram, raised his eyes and looked at Tang Cheng. "When did you contact Nanjing? You are not from the Intelligence Department, how could the headquarters listen to your opinion?" After asking two questions in a row, Zhang Jianghe suddenly stopped talking, as if he suddenly understood. Likewise, he asked Tang Cheng sternly, "Did Nanjing give you a warrant to activate the secret radio station?"
Tang Cheng, who secretly marveled at Zhang Jianghe's quick response, had no intention of hiding anything from the other party, so he nodded to Zhang Jianghe calmly. "I have told you before that when I left Nanjing, the director summoned me. I came to Shanghai this time as a private person, and the director also gave me a copy of the revenge list. In exchange, as long as you take care of yourself, If he is injured, we can return to Nanjing. Regarding the Shanghai station, the director has already arranged a replacement."
Tang Cheng's words made Zhang Jianghe feel somewhat disappointed, but he also understood in his heart that Tang Cheng's arrangement at the moment should be the best result. In his current state, it would be difficult for him to restrain those ghostly people at Shanghai Station. "If something like this happens again in the future, you must be careful. The director is very thoughtful and suspicious. If it weren't for your innocence and young age, and because your father died for the country, the director would definitely not allow you. Such nonsense." Zhang Jianghe's words sounded calm and just discussing the matter, but Tang Cheng could hear some profound meaning in it.
"Uncle, I think you are overthinking it. If your director wants to deal with me, he must have a reason. Besides, I have never done anything to disgrace the Intelligence Department. On the contrary, I also He is considered a person who has contributed to the Intelligence Department. I don’t count the people in your Intelligence Department, and he has contributed to the country and the Intelligence Department. Even if he is suspicious of me, it must be for a reason. I will not give him this Opportunity!" What Tang Cheng said was righteous and confident. Zhang Jianghe smiled sneer when he heard this and said to himself, "You have never seen what the director looks like when he is angry."
However, Zhang Jianghe had to admit that Tang Cheng was a clever man. Looking back on what Tang Cheng had done in Nanjing, he found that there really was nothing to hold him against. "I'm just reminding you. After the New Year, you will be 19 years old and you are considered an adult. When you do things in the future, remember to be more open-minded and think about you and your family who need to be taken care of and protected." There was something in his mouth. The dry-haired Zhang Jianghe only gave Tang Cheng a few words in the end, and his lonely expression made Tang Cheng laugh secretly in his heart.
Tang Cheng did not expose Zhang Jianghe's hidden identity face to face, nor did he make any tentative moves. He only had one idea now, to protect Zhang Jianghe and bring Zhang Jianghe back to Nanjing safely. The pouring rain finally stopped after lunch, and Tang Cheng soon received a call from Hans. He finally had news about the gangster in the concession that he had entrusted Hans to inquire about. Tang Cheng did not thank Hans for the call, because this was the content of their agreement. In exchange, Tang Cheng would also help Hans clean up a secret British arms warehouse in the concession.
Half an hour later, Tang Cheng appeared in a bakery in the French Concession. According to the contact method and code given by Wang Liang in advance, Tang Cheng got an envelope from the owner of the bakery. Opening the envelope, Tang Cheng took out a piece of paper from inside. After reading the contents, Tang Cheng curled his lips and smiled to himself. The information Wang Liang provided to him was actually exactly the same as what Hans said. Collecting intelligence through two news channels, Tang Cheng just wanted to confirm which one of Hans and Wang Liang he could trust. Now it seems that both of them seem to be pretty good.
Xiao Dao Men is the gangster in the concession that Tang Cheng entrusted Wang Liang and Hans to inquire about. Just hearing the name of this gang, Tang Cheng immediately thought of the famous Xiao Dao Club in Shanghai in the past. However, after reading all the information provided by Wang Liang, Tang Cheng realized that the Xiaodao Sect and the Xiaodao Society were completely different things. The Xiaodao Sect that appeared in Zhang Jiang and the ambush incident was, at best, just a gang of street gangsters seeking to survive. If the gang had not been secretly supported by the Japanese, it might have been annexed by the Qinggang.
Tang Cheng has never been a person who likes to win steadily. Especially after having the experience of commanding a special investigation team in Nanjing, Tang Cheng likes to make prompt decisions. Now that the location of the target has been confirmed, there is no time to waste waiting. possible. After leaving the bakery, Tang Cheng randomly found a restaurant on the street to fill his stomach. After making sure that there was no suspicious person around, Tang Cheng followed the street Shi Shiran and blended in with the crowd and headed east.
Xiaodaomen is also considered a small business in the concession. In addition to the bathhouse used for daily gatherings, there is also a casino called Sihai, and the casino and the bathhouse are on the same street. During the period after dinner, the Sihai Casino had just opened its doors, and there were not many gamblers coming in and out of the casino. In the Sanjiang Bathhouse, more than 20 strong men were playing cards and chatting. In another half hour, most of them would know how to play cards. Rush to the casino to maintain order.
"Third brother, tell the brothers under you to be careful during this time. There is a problem with the Japanese, and they may not be able to blame them now." The boss of Xiaodaomen is a strong, dark-faced man. If Zhang Jianghe were here, he would immediately recognize this black-faced man as one of the men in black who had attacked his group from behind when he was ambushed that day. The black-faced man was called Wang Qi. Because of his dark complexion and ruthless attacks, he was always called Hei Qi or Qi Ye in the concession.
When Tang Cheng, who looked innocent, appeared in the Sanjiang bathing pool, Wang Qi's subordinates were all dressed up and ready to rush to the casino. A strange face appeared in the bathhouse that was closed to the public after dark. Wang Qi's people couldn't help being surprised. Someone immediately approached Tang Cheng to ask questions. "I'm here to see Master Qi, please inform me!" Tang Cheng, who showed eight white teeth, said with a seemingly innocent smile. He was dressed like a kid from a rich family, which actually made the man who came to ask questions lower his vigilance. .
"You came to see me? A young man who looks very rich?" Wang Qi was dumbfounded after receiving the report from his subordinates. No matter what he thought, he couldn't remember any young master from a wealthy family he knew. Not knowing what was going on, Wang Qi calmly asked his brothers to bring Tang Cheng over. However, after seeing Tang Cheng, Wang Qi became even more confused.
"I am the Seventh Master, who are you? I don't seem to know you!" Tang Cheng did not know Wang Qi, so when he asked who the Seventh Master was, Wang Qi, who claimed that this was his own territory, immediately He answered the question, but he suddenly came to his senses and began to ask who Tang Cheng was.
"You are the Seventh Master! That's great." Tang Cheng said with a smile, taking a few steps forward. While taking out a cigarette in his hand, he pulled a chair over and sat opposite Wang Qi. Sat down. "Who I am is not important. What is important is that Master Qi, you shouldn't forget what happened a month ago, right?" Tang Cheng lit the cigarette and looked at Wang Qi with a smile.
"What happened a month ago?" Tang Cheng's words made Wang Qi fall into deep thought. This guy had obviously forgotten what happened a month ago. He then stood up from his chair, pointed at Tang Cheng and asked, " Who are you? What did you mean by a month ago?" Wang Qi has a burly figure, and with the scars on his chest, he looks very imposing at the moment.
