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Chapter 1004
Count 10 minutes ago.

Just as Da Sutong was witnessing Liu Gang jumping off the iron bridge, Zheng Shisong, the deputy head of the Shanghai District of the Military Command, got off the tram in the French Concession and walked towards his residence in a calm manner.

Unlike ordinary military special agents, Zheng Shisong had good features and fair skin. He was wearing a suit, a high-collared white shirt, a silk floral tie, square-toed leather shoes, and a standard Koehler attire.

One can tell at a glance that he is a high-salary person working in a foreign company or a concession, or a son of a wealthy family. He is very gentlemanly, and many women along the way are secretly looking at him.

Such a dress is obviously inappropriate and dangerous for an intelligence officer, but from another perspective, it is a good disguise. After all, who would have thought that an agent would be so high-profile.

Zheng Shisong didn't stop on his feet, and looked around slowly with his eyes. As a veteran of the secret service and military command, this is a tricky habit he has developed over the years, and it has saved him many times.

Since he met Dai Chunfeng and joined intelligence work in the 20th year of the Republic of China, he has encountered countless dangers, and it is only because of this caution that he has survived until now, otherwise he would have been on the Unknown Hero Memorial Wall.

When he went to Tianjin alone, he set up an intelligence station under the watchful eyes of the Japanese garrison and the police station in the concession, and accidentally leaked his whereabouts. If he hadn't discovered the enemy's deployment in advance, he might have died.

Looking at the passing crowd, Zheng Shisong couldn't help sighing when he thought of his identity. After so many years, he was still a deputy district chief and a field worker, and he was the only one in the national government's intelligence system.

But there was no way. In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, he and a group of brothers from Jinmen Station went to Beiping Ba┴ Hutong to have fun, but after getting drunk, they had a dispute with several guests.

At that time, most of the operatives at Jinmen Station were from gangs, and Ping Rili used his identity as a spy to run amok. During the conflict, he became drunk and beat one of the guests to death on the spot in a fit of rage.

In order to cover up his crimes, he panicked and ordered the corpses to be secretly transported away in a rickshaw from the back door of the Technical Institute, and then buried in a random place outside the city, hoping to escape disaster.
Unexpectedly, the next day, the box corpse case that happened in Ba┴Da Hutong caused a sensation in the whole city, major newspapers published the matter one after another, and the disturbance was earth-shattering, and finally even Jinling and the senior officials of the national government knew about it.

In a fit of rage, the high-level officials killed all the spies involved in the incident. If it wasn't for Dai Chunfeng's plea, he would have died. In the end, he was sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment and spent several years in Beiping Prison.

After the Sino-Japanese war broke out, Dai Chunfeng was eager to hire someone to release him from prison. He first asked him to form the North China Rescue Army, and then sent him to Shanghai to assist Chen Gongshu in leading the work of the Shanghai District.

So to a certain extent, he has to thank the Japanese, otherwise he would have to play counting lice in the cell. With such an experience, it is normal for him, a veteran of the military command, to fall to the current stage.

Memories kept flashing through Zheng Shisong's mind like a revolving lantern, and he sighed again when he thought of the end, quickened his pace, and came to the courtyard gate of a Shikumen house.

When he was about to open the door, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw an additional advertisement on the telephone pole at the corner of the street. Some messy advertisements were printed on it, and the colors were very eye-catching.

Zheng Shisong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the right hand that had been put in his pocket to get the key continued to rummage, then shook his head annoyedly, turned around and walked back, as if he had forgotten to bring the key.

His cover identity in Shanghai is the owner of a chess and card hall, open at night and rest during the day. This identity is convenient for contacting people from all walks of life, and it is also convenient for intelligence operations.

At this moment, Zheng Shisong's whole body was tense, and he walked step by step to the tram stop at the entrance of the alley, stood in line behind several passengers, turned his head left and right seemingly bored, and quickly observed the people and vehicles in sight .

The place where he lives is in a busy city and not far from the tram station, so it is naturally impossible for him to remember all the people nearby like Liu Gang.Can only rely on experience to judge whether there are suspicious signs.

After a while, Zheng Shisong's eyes stopped on the second floor of a grocery store across the road. The climate in Shanghai is humid. If it wasn't raining, most citizens would open their windows for ventilation in the morning. This grocery store used to be the same, but today it is the window. close up.

What's more suspicious is that closing the windows is enough, and the curtains behind the windows are also drawn. This is not a hot summer that needs shade, so there is only one answer. There are people in the house who don't want to be seen by people outside.

Zheng Shisong withdrew his gaze, looked up at the sky with his hands in his pockets, and quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind. In this situation, he could not go back to his residence and chess and card hall, and had to evacuate immediately.

That advertisement is a signal, it means that the situation has reached the worst point, and he can leave without asking for instructions. Combined with the abnormality of the grocery store, he is sure that he has been targeted.

Not only did he have to evacuate, but he couldn't stay in Shanghai anymore. He didn't know if the enemy in the dark got his video data. If the other party issued a reward order with the photo, he would be dug out in a short time.

After thinking about the next move, the tram just happened to stop slowly. Zheng Shisong got on the bus amidst the crowd, and after handing the conductor a banknote, he yelled to borrow and squeezed towards the door at the rear of the tram.

Not long after, the tram started bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang dang, along the railway track to the next stop, some of the passengers on the train closed their eyes to rest, some read the newspaper, and some looked out of the window.

The rickety carriage swayed from side to side, and the speed slowly increased to more than ten kilometers per hour. It didn't sound too fast, but this was in Shanghai, a city with a large population and congested traffic, where other means of transportation were even slower.

That's why Zheng Shisong chose the tram as a means of retreat. He didn't want to be stuck in the middle of the traffic in the morning, and it would be difficult to escape. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and counted silently.

15 秒

25 秒

35 second……

clang ~ clang ~ clang ~
When he counted to 45 seconds, another trolleybus drove into the main road from a fork, and quickly caught up. This is a local tram from the French Concession to the Public Concession, and its speed is faster than ordinary trams. much.

Looking at Zheng Shisong in the compartment, he opened his eyes at the moment when the countdown reached 65 seconds, jumped out from the back door, and ran towards the trolleybus that followed him without looking back.

A few of the passengers turned pale with shock when they saw this situation, pushed the person in front of them away and flew to the window, watching with their own eyes that the person grabbed the handle of the tram behind and jumped on it gracefully.

Before a few people got off the bus, the two trams came to a fork in the road, one to the left and the other to the right. Zheng Shisong, who was out of the danger, turned his head and gracefully took off his hat to them, with a smug expression on his face smile.

"Bastard!"

Agent No. 76, who was on the stalking mission, became furious and thumped the car body hard, but he could only watch the other party leave. As for getting out of the car and chasing him, it was too late.

Moreover, there are many people and vehicles here, and there are pedestrians crossing the road everywhere. Even the support cars behind cannot keep up with the trams in time. After all, this is the French Concession, not the public concession and Zhabei area where they can run amok.

But things are so strange sometimes. Agent No. 76 had already given up on the arrest, but unexpectedly the trolleybus carrying Zheng Shisong stopped slowly, and Zheng Shisong's smile froze on his face.

"Killed someone."

With the shouts of pedestrians, everyone knew what happened. The traitors laughed grinningly and surrounded them with their hands under their clothes. As long as Zheng Shisong dared to resist, merciless bullets awaited him.

Zheng Shisong, who was unarmed, looked at the approaching enemy and knew that he was really killed this time. As for looking for sharp weapons around him to take hostages, these traitors didn't care about the lives of others at all.

Whether to take the initiative to get out of the car to fight the enemy, kill all people to serve the party and the country, or surrender, these two choices kept appearing in his mind, until the spies hijacked him out of the car, Zheng Shisong still did not move.

In fact, he has already made a choice. A few years ago, he went from a high-ranking Jinmen station master to a prisoner. This huge identity change made him think about many things, and at the same time made him lose the courage to commit suicide.

Zheng Shisong consciously went through life and death for the state government, and made great contributions, but just because he killed a commoner, he became a model for killing others, and he felt a little resentful, so naturally he was reluctant to take this life.

Moreover, the military command has a clear requirement that if an irreversible situation arises, intelligence personnel are allowed to pretend to surrender to protect themselves. As long as they do not disclose important information or confess after other personnel have retreated, it is not considered a defection to the enemy.

Therefore, after getting out of the car, he actively raised his hands up, indicating that he was willing to cooperate, and let the special agent check whether there were any dangerous objects on him, and pinched his index finger with his thumb to make a gesture to show his possible companions that he did not really surrender.

The person in charge of leading the team on the 76th was Wan Lilang, the chief of the Division [-] who was in charge of dealing with the military command. When he saw the deputy head of the Shanghai District in his hands, he was overjoyed immediately, and quickly asked him to put handcuffs and ankles on him. shackles.

Compared with other people on the 76th, Wan Lilang, who has a mysterious background, really knows the level of action of the military commanders, and knows that the military commanders should not be treated as ordinary prisoners, because it is easy to go wrong.

After Zheng Shisong was bound into twists and entered the prison car under the supervision of several people, with no possibility of escape, Wan Lilang made a hasty phone call to report the good news to Dingmo Village.

However, in Jinling and Anqing, hundreds of miles away, the scene is not so peaceful. The military command agents in Jinling District and Anqing Station have proved their loyalty to the country and the nation with their lives.

Like Zheng Shisong's dramatic capture, the failures in these two places were not due to any mistakes made by the local leaders. Mistakes and luck became important factors in determining the outcome of the intelligence battle between China and Japan.

It all started with an accident. A few days ago, a mysterious man with a dust whisk opened the dark room and took out a few items, then hid the items in his wide sleeves and left leisurely.

(End of this chapter)