Tang Cheng has long known that Hans is a profitless businessman, and from Hans's words and reaction just now, it is not difficult for Tang Cheng to see that Hans has already set his sights on that warehouse, so he has no doubt that Hans will Promise yourself. After getting a definite answer from Hans, Tang Cheng left the restaurant, but before he left the restaurant, Tang Cheng made an appointment with Hans to meet again in two days.
Two days were enough for Hans to search for news and intelligence about that warehouse, and Tang Cheng also needed to use these two days to find news about the Juntong Shanghai Station and Shanghai underground party organizations in the concession. Tangcheng accounted for 60% of the batch of medicines Hans mentioned, but Tangcheng was not prepared to hand over all of these 60% to the Shanghai underground party organization. The special high school courses are becoming more and more rampant in the concession, and the life of the military intelligence station in Shanghai is difficult. Tangcheng does not want to get into trouble with the Shanghai station, but this does not prevent Tangcheng from planning to hand over some of the medicines to them.
Half an hour later, Tang Cheng, who had been walking all the way, appeared under the two-story building in the French Concession. He had obtained the information in the office on the second floor a few days ago. But it's a pity that when Tang Cheng appeared here, he suddenly discovered that there were more suspicious looking guys in the originally peaceful street, and the window on the second floor facing the street was open at the moment, but the curtains inside But it only opened half of it.
Half of the curtains are opened, which is a signal that the place has been exposed, and everyone who comes to join should leave immediately. Seeing the warning signs, Tang Cheng secretly felt bitter, and in his heart he even wondered what happened to the man and woman who only had a one-sided relationship last time! According to Zhang Jianghe's instructions before leaving Chongqing, Tang Cheng knew that he should turn around and leave immediately. However, after he habitually opened the triple eyepiece, he saw a face behind the window out of the corner of his eye. Tear-stained face.
This tear-stained face belonged to that woman. Tang Cheng unconsciously shrank his eyes, tilted his head to light a cigarette, and looked directly towards the window. The woman standing behind the window at the moment should be standing on the side of the window looking out. From where Tang Cheng was standing at the moment, he could just see half of the woman's face. Perhaps it was Tang Cheng's action of lighting a cigarette while standing on the street that attracted the attention of the woman behind the window, and the two people's realizations merged together in a strange way.
Just the moment their eyes met, Tang Cheng knew that the woman behind the window had seen him, so he deliberately shook the matchstick in his hand vigorously, while tapping his right foot rhythmically on the ground a few times. At this time, Tang Cheng was grateful to Zhang Jianghe from the bottom of his heart. If he hadn't learned Morse code from Zhang Jianghe, he would never have thought of using his right foot to faintly send out Morse code at this moment. If the woman behind the window is someone who understands Morse code, then she should understand the meaning of the Morse code in Tangcheng just now-dark rescue.
Tang Cheng's idea was not in vain. Ma Qing'er, who was hiding at the side of the window to look outside because of fear in her heart, was covering her mouth tightly with both hands, trying hard not to whimper. issued from the mouth. Although Ma Qing'er is affiliated with the Shanghai Station, she is not an operative of the Shanghai Station. She is only responsible for the daily operation and protection of this secret contact point. In other words, Ma Qing'er is simply a newbie who can only do odd jobs.
What happened yesterday completely frightened Ma Qing'er. Fortunately, Ma Qing'er reacted at the last moment and was not arrested by the people who were following her. But today she had waited until now, and He Cheng, who was cooperating with her, had not yet appeared, and she had already discovered that there were many new faces in the streets outside. Ma Qing'er was so panicked that she didn't dare to go out. She just followed the emergency measures explained by He Cheng and opened the curtains of the window facing the street half way, then she suppressed her panic and waited patiently.
Ma Qing'er was in a state of panic until Tang Cheng appeared. Fortunately, Ma Qing'er knew Morse code, and she understood Tang Cheng's cryptic message. Although the faces in Tangcheng were also unfamiliar, the panic and uneasiness in Ma Qing'er's heart had dissipated a lot. People around her didn't dare to go out, so what could they do if they waited until dark. Tang Cheng, who stopped on the street to light a cigarette, after sending the message, continued to walk along the street to the intersection in front of him in the same direction as before.
"Wait a minute!" Just as Tang Cheng expected, the suspicious person who appeared in this street could not let this new face of Tang Cheng leave as he wished. The person who stopped Tang Cheng was a man in a suit. The cold aura coming from him made Tang Cheng frown secretly. This street was full of plainclothes spies. Tang Cheng knew that this person must be one of them, but he couldn't figure out why the other party would directly intercept them here. Could it be that the Japanese were already so powerful in the concession?
Tang Cheng, who had already put on the necessary disguise when he went out, stopped and looked at the other party with a puzzled expression. If he were an ordinary person, he might be coaxed by Tang Cheng's expression at this moment. It's a pity that the person who stopped Tang Cheng was not an ordinary person. Naturally, he would not relax because of the expression that Tang Cheng deliberately made. There were more than one passerby in this street, Tang Cheng, but Tang Cheng was the only one just now. The city stopped abruptly on the street.
Although the man in a suit clearly saw that Tang Cheng was parked on the street just to light a cigarette, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. "What's the matter?" Tang Cheng looked at the other party pretending to be confused, and asked the other party before he could say the second sentence. This is the French Concession. No matter how aggressive the Japanese are now, at least on the surface, they dare not do anything too outrageous. The man in a suit could stop Tang Cheng for personal reasons, but he could not do anything to Tang Cheng in front of many passers-by.
"It's okay. You look very similar to a friend of mine. I just recognized the wrong person!" The man in a suit who stopped Tangcheng only discovered his mistake at this time. After a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, he had to find someone. He made an excuse that sounded crude and took the initiative to step aside and get out of the way. The other party had already taken the initiative to get out of the way, so Tang Cheng did not continue to pester him. He just nodded slightly and continued walking along the street.
Tang Cheng, who was lucky enough to pass the first level, did not relax his vigilance. After walking through the intersection in front of him, Tang Cheng took advantage of an opportunity to dodge the bicycle and glanced behind him with the corner of his eye. Sure enough, he found someone following him. hehe! Tang Cheng sneered secretly in his heart, saying that since you guys are here to kill someone, why don't I just accompany you and have fun! Tang Cheng, who had made a decision in his heart, did not immediately return to the hotel where he stayed in the concession. Instead, he took the two tails behind him and began to stroll around the concession in an invincible manner.
In order to make it easier for the stalkers behind him to detect, Tang Cheng's wandering in the concession was somewhat purposeful, especially showing his interest in the large and small bakeries in the concession. Whenever he saw a bakery on the street, Tang Cheng would enter, buy a small amount of bread from the store, and then write and draw in a small notebook in front of his followers. "Senior, could we have made a mistake? Why does the target look like a baker to me! The bread he bought only tasted a small amount each time, and then gave them all to the children and the elderly on the street. I think He’s determining the taste of the bread!”
Among the two stalkers, the younger one was the first to lose his composure. According to his observations along the way, Tang Cheng, who had been wandering for several streets in a row, did not look like an intelligence agent at all. The older stalkers also became a little suspicious at this time. Judging from Tangcheng's behavior and reactions along the way, they did not have the characteristics of an intelligence officer at all. If China's intelligence officers were like Tangcheng, I am afraid that the Special High School would have taken full control of Shanghai long ago. How could it be like now, where it would encounter frequent counterattacks from its opponents.
"Follow me for a while, Captain Yoshikawa is old-fashioned in his work. He will definitely be very unhappy if he knows that the two of us are doubting his orders behind his back." The older plainclothes agent kindly reminded his companions, but the target's behavior along the way looked at him. There was no flaw in either of them, and the two of them really had no confidence in their hearts. Tang Cheng led two stalkers around the French Concession for almost two hours, and then went to a fairly famous cafe in the French Concession. Only then did his legs become thin. The plainclothes agent secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After being able to sit down and rest for a while, the two plainclothes agents felt that they were temporarily relieved. However, as soon as Tang Cheng sat down in the cafe, he took out his small notebook and kept writing and drawing without any intention of leaving. Cafe meaning. "Senior, this can't work! How about I call Captain Yoshikawa and report the situation here!" It is naturally a very enjoyable thing to sit in a cafe and drink coffee leisurely, but These two plainclothes agents had no intention of enjoying this leisurely life.
The older plainclothes agent is already an old man from Shanghai's special high school. Compared with the impatient young plainclothes around him, he is more familiar and understanding of Captain Yoshikawa. However, after tracking Tang Cheng for 2 hours, the two of them found nothing. For intelligence officers like them, these two hours were wasted. He also didn't see any flaws. He just hesitated a little and then nodded and agreed to his companion's suggestion.
Tang Cheng, who had been pretending to write and draw, had actually been paying attention to the two stalkers. He was secretly patient and simply competed with the two stalkers for patience. After about enough time to have a cigarette, the young plainclothes agent who had made the call came back from outside. After the two talked in low voices for a while, they finally chose to stay in the cafe. oops! I am planning to keep a close eye on the young master! Tang Cheng, who was drawing a cartoon pig's head on a small book, secretly laughed in his heart and said, "Let me teach you what it means to be as high as the devil and as high as the road!"
