Shanghai seems to have had a lot of rain this year. The light rain that fell all night finally turned into moderate rain after dawn. Ordinarily, in this kind of weather, there shouldn't be many people on the streets, but today, in many streets in the concession, the flow of people has not decreased at all. Tang Cheng, who was dressed like a young master from a wealthy family, was holding a black steel-framed umbrella and was slowly blending in with the crowd on the street, heading east towards the intersection in front of him.
Tang Cheng left Chongqing a week ago, and stopped and went. He didn't arrive in Shanghai until yesterday. Tang Cheng, who only had one night's rest, was on his way to Hans Restaurant. It had been several months since he had seen Hans. Tang Cheng, who was cautious by nature, had not called Hans beforehand. After not seeing him for several months, Tang Cheng was worried that something might happen to Hans here. Being alone in Shanghai, one has to be careful in everything. Tang Cheng does not want to fail the mission due to his own negligence.
If it were just to punish traitors, Tang Cheng wouldn't have to be so careful, but the military command headquarters still had another task for him to complete. Both tasks needed Tang Cheng to complete independently, which required Tang Cheng to become cautious. Today's Shanghai seems to be more prosperous than a few months ago, and there are more people of all kinds in the concession, but everyone in Tangcheng looks worried.
Slowly walking through the street, Tang Cheng's eyes swept under the umbrellas. Sure enough, right at the street corner, three guys who were also holding umbrellas but looked suspiciously were looking at the road through the street with hidden eyes. people. Naturally, Tang Cheng was also among the passers-by who were secretly looked at by them. However, Tang Cheng was open-minded and could not find any flaws in his body. He just lowered his umbrella and passed by these three people.
Ttech seems to have strengthened its penetration and influence in the concession. Tangcheng has seen at least three groups of suspicious-looking guys like this today. Each group may have two, three, or five or six people. There is absolutely no single person who came out. of. Is this the fear of being killed alone? Tang Cheng laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that the plainclothes spies of the Special High-Tech Department were worse than the last. After walking through three intersections in a row, Tangcheng is already close to the street where Hans Restaurant is located. If you turn to the left at the intersection in front of you, you will see the restaurant in Tangcheng.
Just when Tang Cheng was about to raise his head to see what was going on at the intersection in front of him, he was holding an umbrella in his left hand and was suddenly hit by a person who flashed out from behind. Tang Cheng, who has been practicing martial arts for a long time, has an extremely stable lower body. With such a slight bump, it is impossible for Tang Cheng to move his body. But Tang Cheng was still like an ordinary person who was caught off guard. With the force coming from behind, his body staggered to his right side with an ouch in his mouth.
Tang Cheng was not the only one who was hit from behind on the street. A man in a short shirt ran quickly, followed by three men in suits chasing after him. The three people chasing each other looked like wild boars running rampant in the woods. Passers-by on the street were dodging. Those who were hit like Tang Cheng could only shout a few words and consider themselves unlucky. "Ah!" screamed, and the one in front of the three men in suits suddenly fell to the side of the street holding his chest. The other two did not stop, but continued to chase the man in short shirts in front.
"It's bleeding..." Someone nearby exclaimed. Tang Cheng, who was hiding on the side of the street in panic, looked forward and saw the man in a suit who had fallen to the ground, twisting his body on the ground. Thinking of the exclamations from the passers-by in front of him, Tang Cheng unconsciously tilted his lips. He had already guessed that the man in a suit who fell to the ground must have been chasing too closely, and was tricked by the man in the short shirt.
At this time, several men in suits ran over from the direction behind Tangcheng. The passers-by who gathered here to watch the excitement were quickly driven away by these men in suits. Tang Cheng left in no hurry. Before the men in suits chased them away, he closed his umbrella and slowly turned around and entered the shop behind him. The smell of baking in the bakery made Tangcheng's glutton attack. According to the shop owner's introduction, he bought a large bag of freshly baked bread and pastries in a few seconds.
When Tang Cheng came out of the shop with the bread in his arms, the men in suits who appeared on the street were no longer the same ones as before, and there were two more cars on the street. Tang Cheng held the bread he just bought in one hand and held an umbrella in the other. He paused briefly at the door of the bakery, then crossed directly to the opposite side of the street and continued walking towards the intersection from the opposite street. From the moment he walked out of the bakery in Tangcheng, he felt someone was watching him under the umbrella. This feeling did not dissipate as he reached the other side of the street.
However, Tang Cheng did not appear panicked. He was even leisurely and used continuous jumps to avoid the water on the street. "Wait a minute!" Just when Tang Cheng was about to jump over a puddle of water again, a soft voice came from behind, and then Tang Cheng found that his way had been blocked by someone. Tang Cheng, who stopped, slightly raised the umbrella in his hand, and found that the person blocking his way was a man in a suit with a cold face. According to the look in his eyes, Tang Cheng slowly turned around.
A woman wearing a men's suit appeared behind Tang Cheng holding an umbrella. When he saw the other person's face clearly, Tang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly. This woman was obviously the owner of the voice just now. "You...what's the matter?" Tang Cheng turned around and was surprised by the delicate face of the woman in the suit. The woman in the suit was also secretly surprised by Tang Cheng's youth, which was obviously inconsistent with the target person they were tracking. Tang Cheng had a tender face, and when he left the hotel, he deliberately disguised his face. At this moment, his appearance was very deceiving.
"It's okay, we got the wrong person!" The woman in the suit just explained dryly, then turned and left. The muscular man blocking the way to Tangcheng saw this and immediately followed her away. Looking at Tang Cheng, who was moving his mouth as if he was cursing a lunatic in a low voice, he was secretly relieved in his heart. When he turned around just now, he had secretly activated his Insight Skill. This beautiful woman in a men's suit turned out to be Haite. Haruko Takagi, the captain of a special operations team in High Tech.
At this moment, Tang Cheng was secretly glad that he had disguised his face when he left the hotel. Fortunately, the other party did not see his true appearance. As the war progressed, the Japanese's influence in Shanghai became more and more powerful, and almost everyone was not optimistic about China. Under this situation, the expansion of THT's influence into the concession was not news. Tang Cheng, who never looked back, was secretly frightened. He did not expect that Ttech's power would expand so rapidly just a few months after he left Shanghai.
Tang Cheng did not look back, but he had already used system skills to place a mark on Takagi Haruko. With this locking mark, Tang Cheng could find this beautiful-looking but vicious woman at any time. Hans's restaurant is still doing well, and the Japanese, who are so dominant in Shanghai, can't offend the Americans yet. It's just that Tang Cheng came by accident, Hans was not in the restaurant, so Tang Cheng had no choice but to leave first, but he left the phone number of the hotel room.
Tang Cheng hoped that Hans would take the initiative to contact him. He wanted to learn about Ttech's movements in the past few months through Hans. Compared with the crisis-ridden military unification Shanghai Station, Tang Cheng seemed more willing to trust Hans, a guy who talked about interests. Not being able to see Hans, Tang Cheng felt a little disappointed. With nothing to do at the moment, he simply went to the mailbox to send a contact signal, and then strolled to the French Concession according to the address provided by the military command headquarters.
In the entire Shanghai Concession, the one that is relatively stable at present should be the French Concession. The Japanese do not dare to offend the United States now, and they are not yet ready to fall out with France. The Military Reunion Shanghai Station has several secret strongholds, large and small, in the French Concession. The place Tangcheng is heading to now is one of the contact points. Tang Cheng was ordered to come to Shanghai just to clean up the traitors for Zhang Jiang and others. However, the clean-up operation also required intelligence support. Although Tang Cheng was not prepared to obtain relevant information from the Shanghai Station, this did not prevent him from secretly observing the current survival of the Shanghai Station. situation.
Tang Cheng, who was walking on the street with an umbrella, didn't seem to raise his head. In fact, his eyes hidden under the umbrella were looking left and right to observe the situation in the street. Nearly half of the entire street had been taken by Tang Chao. He hadn't noticed anyone suspicious yet. After he calmed down a little, he walked into a cafe on the street. Through the street-facing window of the cafe, sitting sideways in Tangcheng facing the street, you can easily see the second floor diagonally across the street.
According to the information provided by the military command headquarters, the third room on the second floor diagonally opposite the cafe is a secret base of Shanghai Station on this street. The window that Tang Cheng saw at the moment still had its curtains drawn, which seemed a bit abnormal. Tang Cheng remained calm and just grabbed the newspaper brought by the waiter in the cafe and read it with relish. Most newspapers in Shanghai are currently under the control of the Japanese, so there is nothing in the newspapers that would interest Tangcheng. The newspapers are just props used by Tangcheng as a disguise.
Time passed little by little, and it felt like almost half an hour. Tang Cheng, who did not lower his head to look at his watch, asked for another cake. He planned to wait a little longer. After about a cigarette, the window that Tang Cheng had been observing finally started to move. In Tang Cheng's eyes, the curtains of the window were finally opened. Tang Cheng saw a picture that looked very strange. A mature face. The face that appeared behind the window gave Tang Cheng a sense of déjà vu, but for a moment, Tang Cheng didn't think too much about it.
It’ll be easier if someone is here! Tang Cheng in the cafe just secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the secret stronghold of Shanghai Station had not been destroyed. After insisting on finishing the obviously too sweet cake in front of him, Tangcheng paid and left. His first goal of coming out today has basically been achieved.
