While Tang Cheng was secretly proud of himself in the bathroom, the Japanese Military Police Headquarters was already brightly lit, and almost all members of the Special High School Class in Shanghai had gathered here. The special search team deployed by the Special High School in the concession was attacked, and then the truck transporting the body exploded in the backyard of the Military Police Headquarters. The two incidents were obviously connected, but the Shanghai Special High School still had no control over the matter for a while. I can't figure out who did this.
Tang Cheng's unscrupulous behavior in Shanghai last year caused heavy losses to the Shanghai Special High School. Coupled with the accusations from the Military Police Headquarters, the Super High School Headquarters had to change the command level of the Shanghai Special High School. In other words, the current Shanghai Special High School did not know how powerful this ghost figure in Tang Cheng was. "Section Chief, all the bodies have been destroyed, and the on-site investigation data of the concession are also on the truck, so we can't judge the murderer's condition." Trace experts who survived the explosion said they were helpless.
Mishima Masaichi, the newly appointed director of the Shanghai Special Higher Education Course, looked grim at the moment. Mishima Masaichi, who came from Japan, never thought that the situation in Shanghai would be so dangerous. The resistance forces not only attacked the special search team in the concession, but also They also used weapons to attack the military police headquarters. This is really hateful! "If there are no clues, then re-examine the site of the concession. In short, we must use all means to find clues to the murderer." The burnt smell permeating the explosion site was disgusting. Mishima Masaichi actually did not want to stay here for a moment. .
However, Mishima Shoichi, as the top commander of the Shanghai Special High School, had to wait for the summons of the military police commander at this time. After all, there were also casualties from the military police headquarters in the explosion. As the saying goes, good things travel a thousand miles without leaving home, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Before nightfall, news of an explosion attack at the Japanese Military Police Headquarters was secretly spread. Some black market brokers who live in the concession and secretly engage in intelligence trading have secretly linked the two events together by simply thinking about the gunshots that appeared in the concession before the explosion.
Among these well-informed intelligence brokers, Hans was the most reactive. While other intelligence brokers were still inquiring about the situation, they had already learned from the concession patrol room that the attackers used submachine guns. At that time, Hans had already secretly connected this matter with Tangcheng. He still clearly remembered that when the incident occurred at the Xinya Hotel, Tang Cheng had used submachine guns to deal with the plainclothes agents of the Special High School, not to mention that Tang Cheng had only taken a few hundred rounds of ammunition from him.
Hans wanted to call Tang Cheng immediately to ask for details, but he was afraid of being rejected, so he could only wait patiently. He felt that Tang Cheng would definitely come to him after dawn. Hans's judgment was quite accurate. Tang Cheng was indeed planning to go find Hans at dawn the next day. Ma Qing'er rescued tonight is a problem, but Tangcheng can't just sit back and watch something happen to this woman. After all, the other party is a member of the military commander. Among the people Tang Cheng knew, perhaps only Hans could provide help. Tang Cheng needed a safe place to temporarily place Ma Qing'er.
Tang Cheng, who had obtained more than 30 lottery opportunities with one action, had a good night's sleep. After getting up early, he did not go out immediately. Instead, he lay in bed and used up all the lottery opportunities he had obtained last night. Tang Cheng, who had been mentally prepared in advance, couldn't laugh or cry when faced with the first two five-draw cigarette cans and toilet paper that were continuously drawn out of the system. After ten lottery opportunities, most of the items Tang Cheng won were daily necessities, including only one pair. The special combat gloves were quite in line with Tang Cheng's wishes.
What Tangcheng is most eager to extract from the system is skill patches or new system skills. I don’t know if it’s because Tang Cheng didn’t brush his teeth and wash his face when he got up early, or because his luck didn’t work during the day. Half of the more than 30 lottery opportunities were available, and the only ones that were useful to Tang Cheng were a pair of combat gloves and a bulletproof goggles. The remaining What was pulled out from the bottom were daily necessities such as cigarette cans.
Haha, I still don’t believe in this evil! Tang Cheng, who continuously took out daily necessities, simply became ruthless and used up all the remaining dozen lottery opportunities at once. After more than ten draws in a row, the reminder sounds in Tang Cheng's mind became a chorus. Tang Cheng, who heard the words "bulletproof vest" in a daze, could hardly believe his ears. After there was no more beeps in Tang Cheng's mind, he felt a mixture of ecstasy and anxiety in his heart, and then he began to take out the drawn items from the system one by one.
Sure enough, the system prompt was not a joke. When Tang Cheng saw the ultra-thin bulletproof vest, the joy in his heart almost burst out of his chest. Facts have proved that Tang Cheng's good luck has not run out, and it works just as well during the day. Tang Cheng actually pulled out two such ultra-thin bulletproof vests from the system one after another. Keep one for himself and one for Zhang Jianghe to use when he returns to Chongqing. Tang Cheng, who was ecstatic in his heart, got off the bed and directly put one of the ultra-thin bulletproof vests on his body.
Tangcheng, who retains the memory of later generations, has seen this kind of ultra-thin bulletproof vest on the Internet. Although this kind of bulletproof vest looks a bit thin, it is only one-third or even lighter than the weight of the bulletproof vest used by the special police, but it has a bulletproof effect. But it's just like a heavy-duty bulletproof vest. Tang Cheng put the bulletproof vest on his body. After tightening the adhesive tape on his waist, he immediately felt that the bulletproof vest was almost integrated with him. After jumping on the spot a few times, Tang Cheng was extremely satisfied with the bulletproof vest on his body. .
After being overjoyed, Tang Cheng suddenly had a new idea. As long as he returned to Chongqing, he would have almost no chance of using a bulletproof vest. Maybe he could just keep the one he gave to Zhang Jianghe. As for the one he was wearing, Maybe you can get a good price. As for who he wants to sell this ultra-thin bulletproof vest to, Tang Cheng already has a target in mind, but whether this can happen depends on whether the rich Hans is on the road.
In addition to these two ultra-thin bulletproof vests, Tangcheng's last ten consecutive draws also pulled out a design drawing of the American Browning heavy machine gun, the famous Browning M2 heavy machine gun, from the system. This large-caliber heavy machine gun, which has been equipped with the US military since 1921, continued to be equipped with the US military from 1921 to later generations when Tangcheng was located. This is enough to illustrate the excellence of this weapon. Tangcheng doesn’t know if the Germans are interested in this large-caliber heavy machine gun, but Tangcheng knows that if he submits a design drawing of a heavy-duty military jeep with the picture, the Germans will definitely be interested in this large-caliber heavy machine gun. .
Finally these thirty lucky draw opportunities were not wasted! Although it cannot be compared with the previous concentrated draws, Tang Cheng is quite satisfied with the results. At least he has drawn out a few useful objects. After the excitement and freshness slowly dissipated, Tang Cheng, who had finished washing, put the ultra-thin bulletproof vest that he had tried on into a suitcase. As for the design drawings of the large-caliber heavy machine gun, Tang Cheng temporarily kept it He still needs to test Hans' intentions before he can make a decision on whether to sell the blueprint.
It was still early before twelve o'clock. Tang Cheng, who left his residence, took his suitcase and went to Hans' restaurant first. If he wanted to get a good price from Hans, Tang Cheng knew that he still needed to talk to Hans. Just bargain. "Did you do what happened last night?" As soon as he saw Tang Cheng, Hans's eyes were red and it was obvious that he had not slept well. He went straight to the topic and asked Tang Cheng about what happened last night. Tang Cheng naturally knew what Hans wanted to know. Anyway, the explosives and bullets were obtained from Hans, so Tang Cheng had no intention of hiding Hans.
Seeing Tang Cheng nodding towards him, Hans's tense nerves finally relaxed. "I knew it was you. Among the people I know, you are the only one who is the bravest!" Hans finally got the answer, grabbed the wine bottle on the table and poured himself a glass of wine. "Tang, I have to admit that I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect that you would dare to use a gun to bomb the Japanese Military Police Headquarters. Do you know? When I heard the news last night, I was filled with excitement. I’m so confused that I can’t think of anyone who would be so bold as to bomb the Military Police Headquarters.”
"But after I calmed down, I immediately thought of you, because my informant in the patrol room in the French Concession told me that before the explosion at the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, the Japanese had just sent back two loads of corpses from the French Concession. The truck belongs to the Military Police Headquarters. Moreover, the people who attacked the plainclothes team of the Special High School in the French Concession used repeating weapons at the scene. The people in the patrol room suspected that they were submachine guns." Hans spoke and took it from the desk drawer. He fired a handful of bullets and slapped them on the table.
"Many arms dealers have this kind of 9mm pistol ammunition in the black market. However, as far as I know, in the recent period, you are the only one who has taken hundreds of rounds of 9mm pistol ammunition from me, and it's still Twice." After some continuous reasoning, Hans raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, looking a little proud. However, looking at Tang Cheng's reaction and expression at the moment, he didn't seem to be surprised by Hans' words.
"Okay, don't show off your brainless reasoning to me!" Just when Hans raised his eyebrows and was about to speak again, Tang Cheng spoke first. "I came to you today, not to listen to you telling me about the plot of a detective mystery novel. Before I tell you what I mean, I want to ask you a question! Hans, how much do you respect your head of state? What if? You have something that no one else has, are you willing to dedicate it to your head of state?"
Tang Cheng's words initially made Hans think he was joking, but seeing that Tang Cheng's expression didn't look like he was joking, Hans immediately straightened his expression. Hans subconsciously squinted at the suitcase at Tang Cheng's feet. He had a vague hunch that what Tang Cheng was going to take out of the box would definitely not be simple.
