The phone rang. Hans put down the drawing in his hand and picked up the phone. Tang Cheng looked at Hans calmly and chatted a lot with the person on the other end of the phone. "Datong Tea House!" After Hans hung up the phone, he only said four words to Tang Cheng. Seeing Tang Cheng's calm look, Hans, who wanted to be mysterious, suddenly lost interest. "There is a Datong Tea House in the public concession. My people said it is a stronghold of the Shanghai Military Station. Believe it or not!"
Tang Cheng has never doubted Hans' intelligence gathering ability in Shanghai. Although Hans's face at the moment looks disgusting, Tang Cheng still chooses to believe Hans. After getting the contact point address of the Juntong Shanghai Station in the concession from Hans, Tang Cheng immediately got up and left. He couldn't wait to return the woman Ma Qing'er to the Shanghai Station. Tang Cheng was used to acting independently, so having this woman by his side would be a hindrance. Most importantly, he couldn't bear to watch one of his own being captured by the Japanese.
Hans' intelligence gathering ability is indeed reliable, and the Datong Tea House in the public concession is indeed a secret stronghold of the Military Command Shanghai Station in the concession. Different from the secret contact point that Ma Qing'er was responsible for, Datong Tea House not only shouldered the function of transmitting intelligence to Shanghai Station on a daily basis, but also shouldered the smuggling task of collecting and transporting materials to the Kuomintang-controlled areas. When Tang Cheng arrived at the public concession, he happened to catch up with the arrival of new goods from Datong Tea House. Several clerks, under the command of a steward, were carrying a batch of tea into the backyard of Datong Tea House.
Tang Cheng watched from a distance, but did not show up immediately. After confirming that no plainclothes agents were present, Tang Cheng opened his slingshot and flicked a clay ball wrapped with a note towards the tea house steward. Tang Cheng's slingshot was very accurate, and the mud ball hit the tea house steward's leg accurately. The tea house steward looked around in shock, but found nothing unusual. He lowered his head and saw the mud falling at his feet. pill. The tea house steward who picked up the Ni Wan naturally found the note wrapping the Ni Wan. After reading the content on the note, the tea house steward's expression changed drastically.
"Shopkeeper, this is the news that someone just sent!" Huang Youfu, the shopkeeper of the tea house, was settling accounts. The tea house steward, with a layer of sweat on his forehead, strode in from outside. "I was just watching Xiaoyu and the others move something, and this thing suddenly hit me on the leg from behind. When I turned around, I didn't see anything. The note was wrapped in a mud ball, except I and other people don’t know about this.” The manager of the tea house spoke very quickly, and while speaking, he handed the clay pills and note in his hand to Huang Youfu.
Huang Youfa, who was suspicious in his heart, took the note and just glanced at it, his expression also turned bad. Huang Youfu has received news about what happened in the French Concession last night, and the content of this note is exactly related to what happened last night. "Go to the French Concession immediately and pass the news to Shopkeeper Su in Yan Lai Building. He knows what to do." Huang Youfu just pondered in his heart for a moment, and then immediately asked the tea house manager to pass the news on. After all, this news is related A colleague who arrived at Shanghai Station.
It was already half an hour after Zhao Song received the message from shopkeeper Su of Yanlailou. When he learned that someone had sent the message to Datong Tea House, Zhao Song was secretly happy but worried at the same time. Datong Tea House is indeed a secret stronghold of the Juntong Shanghai Station, but the Shanghai Station usually does not take the initiative to contact Datong Tea House, because Datong Tea House not only shoulders the task of using smuggling channels to transport supplies to the Kuomintang District, but Datong Tea House is also the Shanghai stands as the last retreat in the concession.
This mysterious man took the initiative to send news to Datong Tea House, which meant that the mysterious man already knew the relationship between Datong Tea House and Shanghai Railway Station. Zhao Song's first reaction after receiving the news was that Datong Tea House had been exposed. How could he Can not worry. With the previous speculations and the information now obtained, Ma Qing'er's whereabouts have been basically confirmed. Hu Kai, who had been tensed up, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. When he turned his face, he happened to see Zhao Song, who looked ugly.
As the leader of the action team, Zhao Song has no affiliation with Hu Kai, but he is higher than Hu Kai in terms of job title. Therefore, Hu Kai has always been careful when dealing with Zhao Song. "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you!" When Hu Kai asked him the reason, Zhao Song did not hide his worries. "I'm just worried about this person who took the initiative to send information. We have another secret stronghold in the concession. Not many people in the station know about it. I'm very curious how this mysterious person knows!"
Zhao Song's worries are not unreasonable. Shanghai Station has been chased and intercepted by the Special High School Course several times in the past. The main reason is that many things in Shanghai Station are kept secret internally. As long as someone turns against the enemy, Shanghai Station can be The lid is lifted. Hu Kai's level was too low. He didn't even know about the existence of Yanlai Tower, let alone Datong Tea House, so he didn't feel much about Zhao Song's worries at the moment. Now that he knew Ma Qing'er's whereabouts, Zhao Song's attention shifted from Ma Qing'er to this mysterious man. He, who had always been thoughtful, became very interested in this mysterious man.
"Team leader, I think this mysterious person might be one of our own!" Lao Jiu, who likes to keep to himself, made a surprising statement. After Zhao Song was shocked, he also felt that Lao Jiu's judgment made some sense. "The intelligence we gathered said that in the gun battle in the French Concession last night, the attackers used ***. Our insiders in Hongkou District also told us about the incident at the New Asia Hotel some time ago. The people who attacked the New Asia Hotel used... ***Well! The traitor Ma Yong was on the top floor of Xinya Hotel at that time."
Lao Jiu, who is good at analysis, tends to believe that the mysterious man is a killer sent by the military command headquarters to Shanghai to clean up the traitors. If not, how could the mysterious man know that Datong Tea House is the secret stronghold of the Shanghai Station. Lao Jiu's analysis made Zhao Song nod secretly, but the doubts rising in his heart were not all dissipated. If the mysterious man was sent to Shanghai by the Military Command Headquarters, then why did he never get in touch with the Shanghai Station after coming to Shanghai? As the leader of the action team, Zhao Song was suspicious by nature. Before the matter was completely clarified, he was only half-convinced of Lao Jiu's inference.
At this time, Tangcheng did not know that the people at Shanghai Station had already locked Ma Qing'er's location before he sent the letter to Datong Tea House. As he left the street where Datong Tea House is located, he was following a middle-aged woman, because just now, Tang Cheng, who had nothing to do and turned on his Insight Skill, immediately locked onto this Shanghai from the passers-by around him. A middle-aged woman who is the liaison officer of the underground party organization. The drug warehouse Hans mentioned has basically figured out the situation. If Tangcheng can successfully contact the Shanghai underground party organization, the time to take action may be within the next few days.
Tang Cheng, who was following the middle-aged woman, did not expect that he would actually discover Shanghai underground party members on the street through a sudden move. After following the other person through two consecutive street intersections, Tang Cheng, who was standing in front of the newsstand at the intersection, saw with his own eyes the middle-aged woman walking into a shop in the middle of the street. Tang Cheng, who had system skills in hand, did not follow too closely because he was worried that the other party would find him. After the other party entered the store, Tang Cheng turned into this street, and then naturally moved to the door of the store with the flow of people.
The store the middle-aged woman entered was a cloth shop, but when Tang Cheng walked to the door of the store, he did not see the middle-aged woman in the store. After making sure that the other party was not in the store, Tang Cheng walked past the clothing store without stopping. Tang Cheng, who just glanced casually, did not attract the attention of the store clerk. About half an hour later, a middle-aged woman carrying a piece of cloth came out of the cloth shop. This time, Tang Cheng appeared in front of the middle-aged woman more than ten meters away.
The middle-aged woman who had completed her mission did not know that she was being followed at this moment. Tang Cheng also pretended to be fine and did not have any contact with the middle-aged woman. Tang Cheng followed the other party through the streets, and finally confirmed that the other party lived in an alley in the public concession. Looking back and staring at the stone plaque at the entrance of the alley, Tang Cheng vaguely remembered that when he first came to Shanghai, it seemed that he was in Zhou Hongzhuang was rescued in this alley. On that day, a contact point of the Shanghai underground party here was exposed. It was besieged by Japanese and puppet spies and was about to fall. Tangcheng happened to save Zhou Hongzhuang.
Tangcheng did not expect that Shanghai's underground party would be so courageous. In just over a year, they had once again established a contact point in the place where they were besieged in the past. After confirming the other party's residence, the rest of the matter was much simpler. It was still daytime with the sun high in the sky, and Tang Cheng had to wait until dark before he could visit the liaison officer of the Shanghai underground party. Within one day, almost all the troubles and trivial matters had been solved. Tang Cheng was in a good mood and decided to find a place to have a big meal first.
After having a hearty meal, Tang Cheng returned to the hotel, recuperated his energy and did not go out again. He waited for nightfall and rested for an afternoon before going out again. Following the planned route, Tang Cheng walked quickly along the way and arrived outside the middle-aged woman's residence in only half the time planned. Hidden in the shadows, Tang Cheng looked up and found that there was still light coming from the window, which meant that the middle-aged woman living here had not rested yet.
According to the deduced planning steps, Tang Cheng used a slingshot to shoot a wet paper ball at the window. The water-soaked paper ball had no destructive power, but it could shoot very far. There was a soft popping sound, and the window hit by the wet paper ball made a noise, but the glass on the window did not break. Just as he took a breath, Tang Cheng saw the light in the window disappear. Apparently the people in the wet room turned off the lights. Ha, this reaction is fast enough! Tang Cheng, who was holding back his laughter secretly, put a clay ball into the leather pocket of the slingshot.
Sure enough, after the lights in the room were turned off, the curtains behind the window were gently opened to a gap, and the people in the room were looking out through the gap in the curtains. Downstairs, Tang Cheng remained calm and stood motionless in the shadows. Just waiting for the person behind the window to relax his vigilance when he felt that there was no danger, Tang Cheng suddenly opened his slingshot and shot the mud ball towards the window.
