Riley was beaten to death in front of him. Hanks already knew that this masked man was definitely not a kind person. Faced with the pressure of the black hole of the gun, Hanks chose to compromise without hesitation. After a cigarette, the pistol in Tang Cheng's hand flashed out with a ball of gunfire, killing Hanks in the chair. Hanks has told Tang Cheng all the answers that Tang Cheng has always wanted to know, but the answer is not what Tang Cheng thought before. Tang Cheng never expected that the answer would be like this. It was a little difficult to understand for a moment, but he still shot Hanks.
The answer given by Hanks made Tang Cheng feel chills all over for a moment. He never thought that he would be involved in such a big thing. I'm sorry that the peace between Germany and the Soviet Union is all imaginary. It's only 1936, and the Germans are already secretly dealing with the Soviets. Intelligence brokers like Hanks are just fools to get involved in this matter. Just an unlucky guy.
After simply cleaning up the traces he left, Tang Cheng left Hanks' residence along the way he came. Except for the 300 US dollars that Hanks touched and pressed, Tang Cheng did not take away anything in this small building. This was considered completed. His commitment to Hanks. "Let's go to the next location. The guy named Riley happened to be at the same address just now, and I killed him together." Back in the car, Tang Cheng obviously talked a lot less. Bowman didn't understand what was going on, so he didn't. Ask Tangcheng why.
After spending two hours, the two men from Tang Cheng went to four addresses in a row. The remaining five targets were all shot dead by Tang Cheng in their respective residences. "Don, thank you for your help this time. This is 3,000 US dollars. I will prepare the remaining money and hand it over to you in the next two days." In the restaurant's office, Hans, with excitement on his face, handed over a Give the black leather bag to Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng, who took the bag, was not polite and counted the dollars in the bag directly in front of Hans and the two of them.
"I also need some 9mm pistol bullets. If there are American bullets, get me a few." Tang Cheng put away the leather bag full of US dollars and put the small bag he had been carrying on the table and opened it. "I still need your help to sell these things. If they are still valuable, then add them to the remaining money. If they are not worth much, then just consider them as the cost of buying *** and **."
The small bag that Tang Cheng opened was filled with things that he had rummaged through from the homes of other targets. There seemed to be a lot of things, but there were not many valuable ones. Hans and the two did not know that Tang Cheng had already He put the banknotes he found into his equipment bag. "There is no problem with bullets and guns. I wonder how many bullets you need?" Tang Cheng's request made Hans secretly happy. He was worried about how to get closer to Tang Cheng.
"I need four spare magazines for ** pistols. The more 9mm bullets the better, preferably 400 rounds. My marksmanship is very poor and I need more practice." In the concept of Tangcheng, 400 rounds of bullets are not very many. , especially pistol bullets are much lighter than rifle bullets in terms of storage weight in carry-on equipment bags. When Tang Cheng said that his marksmanship was poor and he needed to practice more, both Hans and Bowman couldn't help but glance at Tang Cheng sideways, thinking that a person who could hit a target at a distance of nearly 400 meters would have a lot of marksmanship. How could it be bad?
"No problem. Come to my place in two days, and the remaining money and bullets will be handed over to you." Hans did not refuse Tang Cheng's request. After briefly looking at the package on the table, he gave it to An accurate answer from Tangcheng. The three of them exchanged brief greetings for a while, and then Bowman drove Tang Cheng back to his residence. Without Hans and Bowman's knowledge, Tang Cheng began to think about how to cut off the relationship with the other party.
"Tang, have you read today's newspaper? What happened last night was in the newspaper. I really don't know how these newspapers can be so well-informed?" Early the next morning, Tang Cheng received a call from Hans. , although the central idea of Hans's words was to express his surprise, Tang Cheng could hear a strong sense of showing off and excitement in Hans' tone. "Tang, don't go out these days. I told the patrol house that the Concession Industry Bureau has become furious because of this matter and asked the patrol house to solve the case within a time limit."
"What's the matter?" Tang Cheng hung up the phone and returned to the dining table. Zhang Jianghe, who had been paying attention to Tang Cheng, asked. The Tang Cheng in front of him became more and more mysterious after arriving in Shanghai. As an elder, Zhang Jiang felt the need to control Tang Cheng, a junior, but he didn't know where to start at the moment.
"It's okay, it's just a call from a friend. He invited me to eat at his restaurant tomorrow. Maybe he has something to discuss with me." Tang Cheng answered vaguely. Zhang Jianghe curled his lips when he heard this. How could he, who was a veteran of the world, not recognize that this was Tang Cheng's prevarication. Zhang Jianghe was dissatisfied with Tang Cheng's answer, and his expression could not help but reveal his feelings. Seeing this, Tang Cheng hurriedly explained to Zhang Jianghe.
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I know this is Shanghai, and I will never do anything that I am unsure of. My friend is not the person you imagined. Hans is an American and opened a restaurant in the French Concession. We The place we live in now was provided by him. When I have the opportunity that day, I will introduce you to him. When you meet him, you will know that I have not lied to you." Tang Cheng didn't want to deceive Zhang Jianghe, but there were some things that he I couldn't tell Zhang Jianghe, so I could only continue to prevaricate.
After being transferred to this bungalow for rest, Zhang Jianghe had completely lost contact with the outside world. Basically, Zhang Jianghe could only follow what Tang Cheng said. Now that he could ask Hans's name and occupation from Tang Cheng, Zhang Jianghe I was already very satisfied and did not continue to ask further questions. He made an appointment with Hans to meet at a restaurant tomorrow. Tang Cheng, who had nothing to do, was originally going to stay in the study and clean the two newly acquired pistols, but Zhang Jianghe is now able to use crutches to live alone in his residence. After a walk, Tang Cheng patiently sat with Zhang Jianghe for a while. Finally, Tang Cheng couldn't bear it anymore and immediately found an excuse to run away.
During the time I came to Shanghai, except for the first few days when I walked around the concession and observed the terrain, I didn’t have a good trip to Tangcheng. After leaving his residence, Tang Cheng took a rickshaw aimlessly and drove around several street intersections. He suddenly noticed that there were many suspicious people on the street, and then an idea came to his mind. Several days had passed since he accidentally discovered the place where Xu Huanshan stayed that night. Tang Cheng suddenly remembered the place he followed and found that night. He had nothing to do at the moment, so Tang Cheng decided to go to that place that night. Take a trip.
Murders occurred one after another in the concession, and guns were used. The Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau forced the concession police station to solve the case within a time limit. The concession police station, which usually only engaged in cheating and cheating, finally became anxious. The suspicious people Tang Cheng found on the streets were gangsters who were temporarily called in by the patrol house in the concession. In terms of their ability to find out information, these gangsters in the concession were far more useful than the patrol house. Moreover, the Chinese patrolmen in the concession were privately related to some extent to the gangs. Using the power of the gangs to solve crimes was considered a normal thing in the patrol room.
Tang Cheng doesn't care about this. He is dressed like a rich young master now, and Tang Cheng's age is also an advantage. People who don't know the basics will never think that Tang Cheng is the person they are looking for. On the way, he changed into a rickshaw, and Tang Cheng, who looked like he had nothing to do, soon appeared near the yard that night. He calmly entered a cafe on the street and found a seat facing the street. Just by turning his head slightly, he could see the alley across the street through the street window.
The second store in the alley was the place that Tang Cheng discovered with Xu Huanshan and others that night. Tang Cheng judged that this should be another secret stronghold of the Shanghai underground party, but what the hell was that newly opened bookstore on the left side of the alley? The coffee ordered by Tang Cheng was quickly brought to the table, and he slowly stirred it in the coffee cup with a small spoon. However, Tang Cheng looked at the bookstore across the street through the street window. Tang Cheng clearly remembered that when he left here that night, there was no such bookstore on the left side of the alley.
Is it the new stronghold of Shanghai’s underground party, or is the underground party’s foothold in the alley exposed and the opponent setting up a surveillance point here? Tang Cheng, who was silently observing the bookstore across the street, began to think in his heart. Half an hour passed quickly, and Tang Cheng, who had been observing the bookstore, finally made a decision. Taking out a banknote and throwing it on the table, Tang Cheng stood up and left the cafe, then crossed the street and walked towards the bookstore at a not very fast pace.
The name of the bookstore is Haitang. Through the glass on the door of the bookstore, Tangcheng, who has almost reached the door of the bookstore, can already clearly see the situation in the bookstore. There was a flash in his heart. Tang Cheng, who was walking diagonally across the street, did not enter the bookstore. He walked slowly along the street as usual and walked straight into the bakery, which was two stores away from the bookstore. store. At that glance just now, Tang Cheng didn't notice anything unusual, but there was a feeling of palpitations in his heart for no reason.
In the past, Tang Cheng had never believed in the so-called sixth sense, but since he came to this era strangely and possessed the magical cheating device of the system lottery, he had not believed in the theory of ghosts and gods before and the sixth sense respected by the West. Feeling the flow, Tangcheng was convinced. Although he didn't notice anything wrong in that bookstore just now, the sudden palpitations in his heart prompted Tang Cheng to change his decision temporarily.
Walking into this Belarusian bakery, like ordinary customers, Tang Cheng didn't say much. He just bought the two most delicious breads in this bakery like everyone else, and then held a paper bag filled with bread. Disappeared in the crowd. But after Tang Cheng slowly turned around the intersection in front of him, he immediately turned around and went to the other end of the alley. As expected, Tang Cheng found several suspicious people in the street at the other end of the alley.
