Hans's efficiency was not slow. He just made a few calls and found a car repair shop in Tangcheng. The owner of this car repair shop was Hans's friend. In the backyard of the car repair shop, there was a machine that could be processed. Lathe for metal parts. "Very good, I like it here very much." After looking around the slightly crude workshop and fixing his eyes on the pile of iron materials and steel pipes in the corner, Tang Cheng turned around and nodded slightly at Hans.
The purpose of Tang Cheng's search for a lathe was just to process the two newly acquired pistols. After briefly looking at the pile of materials in the corner and this slightly old British lathe, Tang Cheng already had it in mind. Full confidence can produce better results. When using ***, you also need rubber pads. This is a car repair shop, and the most indispensable thing is rubber tires. All you need to do is cut a few pieces from those broken tires, and you've got all the materials needed for Tangcheng's production.
Tang Cheng already had the experience of making pistols, so the two hours promised in advance were not used at all. There were already a few more full-size pistols in Tang Cheng's carry-on equipment bag. . In order to deceive others, Tang Cheng also deliberately used materials from the car repair shop to make some small auxiliary tools. Hans and others, who had been waiting outside the workshop, speculated about the functions of these small tools for a while.
With Hans and the others guarding outside the workshop, Tang Cheng could not test the gun on the spot, but it was still early. After leaving the garage, Tang Cheng asked Bowman to drive him out of Shanghai and towards Suzhou for a while. Shanghai is not very far from Suzhou, but there are a lot of wild fields and woods between the two places. I found a wild field with no human traces. Tang Cheng asked Bowman to park the car on the side of the road, and he carried two guns. The pistol went into the woods on the roadside.
Bowman knew that Tang Cheng's move was to test the guns, but he did not know that Tang Cheng's real purpose was to test the newly made guns. There were two pistols in Tangcheng. After getting into the woods, I just installed a rifle on one of the pistols. Then I fired a few shots with the other pistol, and then I switched to the rifle. The ** pistol that had been shot was tested. In just a few minutes, after a few messy gunshots, Tang Cheng tried the newly made weapons one by one, but Bowman, who was waiting outside the forest, had no idea about it.
After going back and forth for nearly 3 hours, just for a few minutes to test the gun, by the time the two people from Tangcheng drove back to the concession, the sky had basically darkened. "Now everyone goes back to their homes. I have to go back to take a shower and change clothes first. At midnight, you drive to pick me up." Tang Cheng did not follow Bowman to Hans' restaurant, but asked Bowman to take him back to his residence first, and got off the car. At that time, he told Bowman to pick him up after midnight. Bowman didn't know what Tang Cheng's plan was, but he didn't ask any questions and just drove away silently.
Tang Cheng was away all day, only coming back after dark, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke on his body. Zhang Jianghe, who had been waiting for him all day, immediately noticed it. After Tang Cheng took a shower and changed clothes, Zhang Jianghe, who had been waiting for him in the living room, finally couldn't help but ask, "What have you been doing all day? Robert said you went out after answering a phone call. Shanghai is a place where everyone is a mixed bag, so don’t get involved in everything!"
Zhang Jianghe sounded like he was worried about Tang Cheng, but in fact he was trying to trick Tang Cheng. Hearing this, Tang Cheng just grinned. "Uncle Zhang, don't worry about me. I know there are many capable people in Shanghai, but if they want to set a trap for me, they may not be that capable. Don't forget, I am a dog-skin plaster person. It's not easy to tear it off, you have to stick a layer of flesh to it." When Tang Cheng said this, he deliberately winked at Zhang Jianghe, his expression looked very funny.
"You kid, you're just a cooked duck. All the meat is gone, and all you're left with is a tough mouth." Zhang Jianghe, who couldn't laugh or cry, glared at Tang Cheng. Having lived here for more than half a month, Zhang Jianghe has basically lost contact with the outside world, especially with Shanghai Station. It would be a lie to say that he is not in a hurry, but Zhang Jianghe also knows that his actions will not change now. Even if he contacts the Shanghai Station, he is afraid that nothing can be done. Xu noticed the loneliness in Zhang Jianghe's eyes. Tang Cheng, who was wiping his hair with a towel, sat down on the sofa next to Zhang Jianghe.
"Uncle Zhang, don't think about the Shanghai Station. Nanjing has sent people to Shanghai. Your only task now is to recover from your injuries. After you recover, we will return to Nanjing." Nanjing sent people. There are too many inside stories about the matter of succeeding Zhang Jianghe. Even Tang Cheng, who secretly maintained contact with Nanjing, did not know much. Therefore, facing Zhang Jianghe at this moment, Tang Cheng could not say much.
"I remember you said last time that Nanjing sent a retaliation team to Shanghai, but why didn't I see news about the Japanese being retaliated in the newspapers?" Zhang Jianghe then took the initiative to change the topic and mentioned that Tangcheng had He had been paying attention to the news about the revenge team mentioned in the newspapers every day these days, but he did not see any relevant news published in the newspapers.
"You're talking about this! I don't know much. It seems that they were preparing to take action in Hongkou District. Later, Shanghai Station may have reported the incident of the Hongkou District Izakaya to the Nanjing headquarters, and the Nanjing side temporarily suspended it. It seems that someone from above has spoken, not wanting to offend the Japanese too much, and Nanjing is also following orders." Tang Cheng only knew a little bit about the matter that Zhang Jianghe asked about. When he knew the result at that time, Tang Cheng Cheng was also very angry for a while.
Zhang Jianghe was also a little angry because of this result. The friction between China and Japan has been going on for a long time. The secret fight between the Shanghai Station and the Super High School has long been no secret in Shanghai. He and his party were ambushed by the Japanese in the concession, and someone in the top management actually stopped the retaliatory action against the Special High School on the grounds of not offending the Japanese. This did not satisfy Zhang Jianghe in any way.
"Forget it, Uncle Zhang, the faces of those big men above have been like this for a long time. Don't be too sad. At least, I have killed the Japanese who secretly planned the ambush. By the way, I also killed so many Japanese officers. To relieve your hatred, we won’t suffer a loss in this fight." Tang Cheng did not dare to console him too much, for fear that Zhang Jianghe's head would get hot and he would reveal his secret identity to him, and then he would not be able to deal with it. Tang Cheng's consolation made Zhang Jianghe nod helplessly. Since someone from the top management had spoken, no one would probably mention this matter again in the future.
After dinner, Tang Cheng still played chess with Zhang Jianghe in the study and chatted. But today, Zhang Jianghe's chess style was very sharp and he defeated Tang Cheng in several games in a row. "No more, no more, do you think it's fun for you to play chess like this? Why do you have to kill me every time and only one veteran is left to stop?" Tang Cheng, who had been losing continuously, started to cheat, reaching out to mess up the chessboard. There was an uproar and they even rejected Zhang Jianghe’s proposal to play another game.
Tang Cheng's cheating made Zhang Jianghe smoke a cigarette with great satisfaction. At this moment, Tang Cheng finally had some youthful vigor, which reminded Zhang Jianghe of his own children. "What you said yesterday, I thought about it carefully all night last night. Chongqing will be Chongqing. It's better to go to Nanjing and be relegated to the logistics as a casualty. It's just that the deputy station director you mentioned seems a bit uncertain, as is the director. That temper is hard to talk about." Halfway through smoking a cigarette, Zhang Jianghe suddenly brought up yesterday's topic.
Zhang Jianghe's sudden statement made Tang Cheng overjoyed. It seemed that his persuasion these days was not useless. "Uncle Zhang, don't worry. I made an agreement with your director before coming to Shanghai. I think your director is easy to talk to. He is just a deputy station director. As long as I If you can bring out the bargaining chips that interest your director, it's not impossible for you to become the webmaster."
Tang Cheng showed such confidence that Zhang Jianghe was confused at this moment. He really couldn't figure out how his unlucky director could negotiate terms with the playful and smiling boy in front of him. Tang Cheng naturally couldn't say anything more to Zhang Jianghe about what was going on, but now that Zhang Jianghe had made the decision to go to Chongqing, there were some things that Tang Cheng needed to explain clearly to Zhang Jianghe in advance. "Uncle Zhang, don't be too happy. As the deputy station chief, you went to Chongqing and were only responsible for hunting down Japanese spies. Other matters will be taken care of by the station chief of Chongqing Station."
What Tang Cheng said was not very clear, but Zhang Jianghe had already understood that his deputy station chief was just a deputy with a single job, and his specific job was only to hunt down Japanese spies lurking in Chongqing. As for other matters of the Chongqing Station, It is still the responsibility of the webmaster of Chongqing Station. "I understand, I, as the deputy webmaster, only have the title of deputy webmaster, but what I actually do is the work of the operations section chief!" Zhang Jianghe thought clearly, but the answer given by Tang Cheng was... Zhang Jianghe almost spit out a mouthful of blood immediately.
"Uncle Zhang, come on! You are so beautiful! As the deputy station chief, your job is not that of an operations section chief. At most, it is that of an operations captain, just like when you were at the Nanjing headquarters. It's just that you, the operations captain, do the work of a captain, but you get the treatment of a deputy station chief." The answer given by Tang Cheng shocked Zhang Jianghe, and he immediately reached out to lift the chessboard and replied angrily. He went to bed in his room, which made Tang Cheng laugh for a while while hiding in the study.
At midnight, Tang Cheng, dressed in black, quietly left his residence and walked quickly along the street around the intersection in front of him. He saw Bowman's car parked on the side of the road. "Let's go to the first address first. If everything goes well, maybe we can clear out all the remaining targets in an hour." After getting in the car, Bowman gave Tang Cheng a piece of paper. After Tang Cheng read it, The first address is selected.
