"Baga! You idiots, if the Koreans can have such master assassins, how can the empire control Korea for so many years?" When Tang Cheng jumped off the truck transporting the corpses, a gloomy Heiteng was scolding his men. A group of plainclothes agents. Black Teng's plainclothes agents searched out a Korean man and woman from the smoke-shrouded area. They originally thought they were a little suspicious, but the accompanying military police found weapons and ammunition from the utility room.
As if he felt that his plainclothes men were not convinced, Kuroteng sneered and leaned over to pick up a rifle that the military police had found from the ground. "This is a Russian-style rifle. Although it is well-made, it may hit targets more than 350 meters away, but it will never be able to continuously hit targets beyond 350 meters." The reason given by Kurotou is very clear. It's simple. These plainclothes agents under him are not stupid. After just a little thought, they can already understand what Kuroteng wants to express.
Kuroto ordered a blockade and siege of the area. The main purpose was to search for the murderer of Kenichi Yamamoto. Although this pair of North Korean men and women were suspicious and had hidden weapons and ammunition, these two people were definitely not the assassins of Kenichi Yamamoto. "Continue the search, and you must not let go of any suspicious places..." Heiteng, who was giving the order to continue the search, was suddenly interrupted by one of his subordinates. After hearing the other party's whisper, Heiteng's face darkened instantly.
A man dressed in plain clothes jumped out of the truck transporting the body. What did it mean? Heiteng didn't need to think too much and immediately made a judgment. The murderer who was originally blocked here by them had probably escaped from the encirclement. After receiving the report, Kuroto did not publicize the matter. He just ordered to continue searching the area while discussing countermeasures in a low voice with several military police officers. At this moment, he needed the help of the military police.
Tang Cheng, who escaped from the encirclement in a corpse truck, was also confused after jumping out of the truck and rushing into the side road. He did not expect that he would escape the Japanese roundup so smoothly. At this moment, Tang Cheng didn't even know that the missile he threw happened to attract Kuroteng's attention to a pair of Korean men and women. If the Korean men and women hadn't bought him time, maybe he would do it again. Caught in pursuit by the military police and the Special High School.
Tang Cheng jumped off the truck and fled into the side road. The onlookers Japanese expats looked at him, but he was very fast. When the nearby military police received reports from some onlookers and expats, Tang Cheng had already moved to several lanes. Outside the street. There is a checkpoint 50 meters away. As long as you pass this checkpoint, Tangcheng can enter the public concession. It's just that Tang Cheng, who moved here, did not immediately move in the direction of the checkpoint. Instead, he pretended to be nonchalant and paid attention to the movements on and around the checkpoint.
Not surprisingly, Tang Cheng found suspicious people on and around the checkpoint. Seeing that some people's posture and body shape were different from ordinary people, Tang Cheng deduced that these guys dressed in plain clothes were probably extremely tall. Undercover undercover agent. But if he wanted to truly escape, he had to pass this checkpoint. Tang Cheng paused for a while on the street, then followed a pair of middle-aged men and women and walked toward the checkpoint with a calm expression.
Checks at the checkpoints are still very strict. Plainclothes men who look suspicious will also carefully observe everyone who passes the checkpoints. Occasionally, someone will ask people who pass the checkpoints to show their IDs for inspection. Tang Cheng had already held the fake certificate in his hand, but those plainclothes men only glanced at Tang Cheng, but did not pay too much attention to him, which made Tang Cheng secretly happy.
This was not the first time that Tang Cheng used this fake ID to enter and exit Hongkou District. Faced with the continuous questioning and suspicious looks of the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, Tang Cheng's reaction was very calm and normal. I don't know if it was Tang Cheng's slightly younger face or his fluent Japanese that played a role. The Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint just checked Tang Cheng's ID, asked a few casual questions, and returned the ID to Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng, who was slightly relieved, secretly rejoiced. If the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint asked Tang Cheng to take off his coat, he would definitely be exposed because he was covered in dust.
After narrowly passing the control, Tang Cheng suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and quickly disappeared into the crowd with a calm look on his face without looking back. Just as he disappeared, a three-wheeled motorcycle came speeding towards him. Kankan appears at this level. The three-wheeled motorcycle that had just arrived at the checkpoint brought the latest order. The Military Police Headquarters asked the soldiers and plainclothes agents at the checkpoint to increase inspections of people leaving Hongkou District.
Heiteng, who had made a mistake during the operation, had woken up at this moment, but he did not expect that Tang Cheng would move so fast. Just when the various checkpoints received new orders, Tang Cheng had already passed the checkpoint and escaped. Tangcheng, who successfully escaped from Hongkou District, did not return to his residence immediately. Instead, he found a hotel room in the French Concession and opened a room. After taking a shower and changing clothes, Tang Cheng returned to his original appearance after removing his disguise. After a short rest, Shi Shiran went to Hans' restaurant.
Tang Cheng, whom he hadn't seen for several days, suddenly appeared in his restaurant. Hans, who seemed calm on the surface, expressed his welcome to Tang Cheng, but the surprise in his eyes revealed what was going on in his heart. Not peaceful. "Tang, did you do what happened in Hongkou District?" After turning around and closing the door of the office, Hans immediately asked Tang Cheng for confirmation of his doubts.
Somewhat boringly shrugged at Hans, Tang Cheng sat down in the chair and said helplessly, "Can you get me something to eat first? I haven't had a good meal in several days. You If you have any questions, it's best to wait until I fill my stomach first." Tang Cheng first came to Hans, not just to enjoy the autumn breeze and eat the King's meal, he also wanted to know the news of the concession in the past few days through Hans.
"If there hadn't been anything happening in Hongkou District, the concession would have been basically calm these days, and your residence is also very good. I've called you in the past few days, and William said everything is normal." He seemed to know what Tangcheng was most concerned about, The first thing Hans talked about was the matter between Zhou Hongzhuang and Zhang Jianghe. "However, the black market has not been peaceful these days. Some people are asking about Mauser rifles. My people quietly followed some of them and found that they are all related to the Extra-High School. I guess you must be in Hongkou District. Did you use a Mauser rifle?"
Hans's last words made Tang Cheng glance at the other party subconsciously, thinking that this Huang Mao was really not an ordinary person, but some of the actions of the special high school in the black market could be associated with him. "I was also entrusted by someone this time. I didn't expect that things would get so big. Those people in the extra-high school are basically dogs. They wouldn't let go if they bit me. I almost got stuck in it and couldn't get out." Thinking back to this, After a few days of experience, Tang Cheng was also secretly afraid. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and fought hard at the last moment, he might have really been caught by the extra-high school class.
"What on earth did you do in Hongkou District? How could you force the Japanese to blockade the entire Hongkou District?" Why did the Japanese army blockade the entire Hongkou District? This is a matter of great interest to intelligence officers from various countries in the concession. The place. Now that he saw the instigator, how could Hans not seize the opportunity and ask Tang Cheng for the truth?
"It's nothing. He just assassinated an intelligence officer from the Special High School Course. To be honest, I didn't know this person at all before this." Tangcheng tried his best not to connect this matter with the Intelligence Department. If it was Hans As I guessed, it has nothing to do with Tangcheng. "If I hadn't owed that person a favor earlier, I would never have gone to Hongkou District to cause trouble this time. You don't know, I thought I wouldn't come back alive this time."
Tang Cheng had no intention of hiding it from Hans, so he immediately skimmed over some unspeakable details and told Hans everything about his assassination of Kenichi Yamamoto. Faced with Hans's suspicion, Tang Cheng replied half-truthfully, "He can't be from the Intelligence Department. I've known that person for many years. That person can't be from the Intelligence Department. He doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters and can't get on the stage. The Intelligence Department will not let such a person make up his name."
Tang Cheng answered firmly. Hans secretly thought about the client mentioned by Tang Cheng, and in the end he could only nod and admit that the Intelligence Department would not recruit such a person. "But your suspicion just now reminded me. I wonder if this guy is a broker that the Intelligence Agency found in a roundabout way. Maybe even he himself doesn't know that he is working for the Intelligence Agency. People like him, just for money. But I dare to do anything.”
The client that Tang Cheng made up did not actually exist, but Hans didn't know that. After hearing Tang Cheng's judgment, Hans also nodded. Clients are not uncommon in Western countries. Tangcheng's true and false narration gave Hans a general understanding of what happened in Hongkou District. While he was excited, Hans was already secretly thinking about how to exchange the inside information on the black market for information or benefits that would be useful to him.
"Let me tell you first. After this incident, I want to have a good rest for a while. If there is anything on your side, it's best to solve it yourself. Don't come to me." After drinking and eating, Wu Tang Cheng, who was so lighthearted, stayed at Hans' place until it got completely dark, then he said goodbye to Hans while rubbing his bulging belly.
After not being in the concession for several days, Tangcheng hailed a rickshaw on the street. Suddenly, he felt that the concession seemed to be a lot more lively. After asking the rickshaw driver, he found out that it would be New Year's Day in a few days. It was the Chinese New Year, but he was separated from his family. Sitting in a rickshaw, Tang Cheng secretly missed his family members in Chongqing, and was wondering if it was time to leave Shanghai.
