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Chapter 527 District Courts
Mornings in Shanghai are much more noisy than Jinling City. Countless rickshaws, cars, pedestrians, and trams go their own way, or mix together, making all kinds of noises.

Amidst this chaos, Beizhe Province Road in the public concession was extraordinarily quiet, especially the SAR Courthouse with house number 191, where people kept coming and going, but there was no noise at all.

Zuo Zhong sat in the back seat of the car, observing the scene and the various people coming and going, court staff, police, lawyers or reporters, all of them slowed down here in unison.

The law is awe-inspiring.

Also scary.

But there are always people who have different opinions, and Gui Youguang in the driver's seat muttered, "You look like a court that can't even judge foreigners. What's the name of the court? Just take off the sign and forget it."

"It's better than nothing. This was paid for by hundreds of lives in the May [-]th massacre. Otherwise, you and I would not even be able to approach the gate. Remember the sign in the public garden that says Chinese and dogs are not allowed."

Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes and sneered. After the tragedy, all classes of Chinese demanded to take back the concession. It seemed to be a very normal patriotic action, but in fact they had different interests and demands.

For example, the national government hopes to use this to improve its international status, Chinese capitalists hope to use this to increase their weight in public boards of directors, and workers hope to participate in the movement to reduce the exploitation of foreign capitalists.

But it was such a "unity" full of contradictions that gave the concession authorities a powerful counterattack. The underground party contacted people from all walks of life to fight against the imperialists' massacre of the Chinese people.

The citizens took to the streets, and more than 20 workers went on strike, more than 5 students went on strike, all merchants in the concessions went on strike, and even the Chinese policemen employed by the concessions responded to the call and announced their strikes.

Finally, after difficult negotiations, the judicial power of the concession was finally taken back under the condition that the ownership of criminal cases, investigation and prosecution rights remained unchanged, and foreign staff of the court could not be dismissed at will.

District Court.

These four words seem simple, but behind them is an extremely painful past. Zuo Zhong looked at the British soldiers showing off their might by the side of the road, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes. The debt must be paid back sooner or later.

Gui Youguang also showed displeasure: "I'll blow up that shit park sooner or later, let's see where those foreign devils hang that sign, shit, why haven't those bastards from Secret Service Headquarters arrived yet.

Director, do you think they will kill the person first and then go through the formalities after arresting the person? As long as the arrest is fast enough, the concession police have no time to react, and at worst they will shoot and kill the person. "

While talking, the big bald man looked at the foreign policemen who walked past, licked his lips, and couldn't help touching the pistol at his waist with his right hand, as if he was thinking about where to shoot.

Zuo Zhongyun glanced at this guy, turned his head and stared out of the window and said: "Xu Enzeng has an idea with you, you two are not the same, you can find a time to discuss who is more courageous.

Don't worry, although he is stupid, the man named Luma under him is very smart, and he won't let Xu do this. The other party probably wants to come later to minimize the risk of information leakage.

The underground party's network of connections in Shanghai is much deeper than we imagined. Don't forget that during the Great Gathering, they took down the city with only workers' pickets, and there must be eyeliners in the courts. "

After all, I was too lazy to talk to him, recalling the phone call at night, the station master Shi Zhenmei was really Dai Chunfeng's little padded jacket, and she did not hesitate to explain the plan of her director.

This is also the reason why Zuo Zhong didn't let Wu Chunyang wait outside the Hushang Railway Station. The so-called "everything against a house thief" is hard to guard against. Now that there is an internal response, why should he risk surveillance.

According to Shi Zhenmei, Xu Enzeng tried to eliminate all the underground party forces in Shanghai that had been exposed in the white blood cell project, so as to ask Jinling for credit and reward, so as to save the face that did not exist.

In yesterday's meeting, he was just talking nonsense. Of course, Zuo Zhong didn't believe those nonsense, and at that time he suspected that the old boy was playing tricks, because this matter was not in line with this person's style.

The white blood cells that infiltrated the underground party at present were all developed by the Shanghai station, not his credit. Even if all the underground party in Shanghai were caught by then, the credit would be enough for several people to share.

What are you trying to do?
Do you do good deeds?

Wanting to show his face in front of the bald head and Er Chen, and at the same time regain attention, Xu Enzeng had to instigate a group of insiders who belonged only to him, so that he could better beg for mercy with his master.

Zuo Zhong was sure that the reason why the other party acted so hastily, apart from being afraid of cutting off his own beard, was also thinking of developing more white blood cells among the captured people, this old fox.

That is to say, regardless of whether the Secret Service got involved or not, Lao Xu would arrest people as quickly as possible.

Over there, Gui Youguang nodded when he heard Zuo Zhong's explanation. The information briefing before departure said that he would submit the documents at 9 am and act at 12 o'clock. The interval was only 3 hours, and the interval was very short.

This time is definitely not enough for an intelligence organization to enter a dormant state, even if it is very difficult to notify all personnel, not all potential intelligence personnel have telephones installed in their homes.

One is funding. As we all know, the biggest characteristic of the underground party is the jingle of poverty. The second is the limitation of covering identity. For example, an ordinary worker who installs a phone is equivalent to telling the outside world that he has a problem.

In short, 3 hours is very tense. Even if someone reports the letter in the court, the underground party will withdraw the person contacted in time at most. This does not take into account that the Secret Service Headquarters has already started to monitor the relevant personnel.

Gui Youguang thought seriously, if the ones being rounded up today were the Secret Service, how many people they could escape in the face of such a strict plan, the answer is pessimistic, probably not many escaped.

Just like him, no matter how powerful he is, he is still alone. Even if the weapons and ammunition are sufficient and the terrain is favorable, all he can do is to delay for a while, to buy himself time for self-discipline, and not to be captured by the enemy.

Gui Youguang thought of the Japanese spies who had been tortured before, and shook his head lightly. No one is sure to get over the pain. It seems that today's battle will be fierce, and then he said with emotion.

"Deputy director, the report said that Xu Enzeng had put a smoke bomb on you. Fortunately, the deputy director was well informed, otherwise we would lose a lot and lose to the Secret Service Headquarters. If it gets out, how should we behave?"

Zuo Zhong was amused: "Okay, tell the deputy director what you are flattering, stop talking nonsense, keep a close eye on suspicious people nearby, and immediately send a signal to Wu Chunyang when you see someone coming from one place.

Today, he is in charge of tracking the person who submitted the materials. When you arrive at the right location, your action team is ready to act at any time, and you cannot let the other party send the documents approved by the court to arrest Xu Enzeng. "

"Yes, Deputy Director."

Gui Youguang grinned: "How many people can deliver the materials? It's a simple matter. If you ask me to stop their car and throw a grenade, the gods won't survive. If you want to deliver documents, just dream."

Listen, is this speaking human language?

Zuo Zhong really wanted to shoot this bastard with a single shot. If killing people could solve the problem, it would be fine for him to lead people to bloodbath the Shanghai station.

The Shanghai side may or may not have received the early warning message I sent to Old K. Now I can delay it by a second, so as to give the underground party more time to retreat.

To achieve this goal, scale and measure are the key. Excessive stimulation of Xu Enzeng will only advance the attack. The best way is to make the opponent unable to determine the situation and automatically delay the attack.

So he frowned, and said in a serious tone: "Remember, create a car accident, cause a conflict and destroy the documents when the opportunity arises, retreat immediately after the operation is completed, and I will be in charge of covering on the outside.

You can fight during the period, but you can't use any weapons, and don't use military fighting moves. You can fight with bastard fists. Go ahead and sprinkle a little liquor on your body, pretending to be a drunkard who returns home with a hangover.

How you can beat up the people in one place depends on your ability. If you don't kill people, the police in the concession will not care about such trivial matters. If you are blocked by someone, do you know how to tell the patrol room? "

Gui Youguang was able to distinguish between the serious and the serious, and no longer had a playful smile on his face, and said categorically, "I know, you don't need to say anything, wait for the deputy director to send someone to rescue us, and if you encounter beatings, you will cry and ask for forgiveness."

"Very well, that's it."

Zuo Zhong smiled in satisfaction. The fights were only minor problems, which could be solved with a little money, but if the person fighting the fight had received anti-torture training, the police in the concession would investigate deeply no matter how incompetent they were.

Maybe the intelligence agencies will intervene. Don't underestimate the special department of the police department in the public concession and the political and security department in the French concession. This is their home field, and accidents will happen if they are careless.

As time passed by, Gui Youguang sat there and planned the details of the action. He could neither reveal his purpose nor his identity. This task was a bit difficult and required careful planning.

Zuo Zhong secretly glanced at the time. At nine o'clock, it was time for him to contact Old K. He put his hand into his pocket, and after a few seconds, he resumed his original movement and looked outside quietly.

He sent another telegram indicating that it was forwarded to Shanghai. The content was very simple-all retreat. These comrades must have understood the meaning if they could persist in the white terror for so long.

This means that all the personnel and institutions in Shanghai have been exposed, and the enemy has already lurked around and will start arresting them at any time. The two consecutive days of warnings are enough to show the seriousness of this matter.

"Drip."

Several cars drove by quickly, and a familiar figure was sitting in the leading car, which was a llama. Also, Xu Enzeng and Shi Zhenmei, as officers, naturally couldn't do such errands.

Zuo Zhong counted, and there were 5 cars and 20 spies at Shanghai Station, and there was such a big battle just to deliver a document. It seems that the tragic experience of Jiujiaxu has made Lao Xu unforgettable.

Hehe, he leaned forward and patted Gui Youguang's arm in the front row, pointed to the first car and said, "Look for the student-like person inside, the document is on this person, hit me hard."

"Okay, just watch."

The big bald head showed white teeth.

(see author's words)
　I cried as soon as I opened my eyes, and I wrote with one eye open and closed until now. I went to bed, saw off the banquet in the evening, and flew home tomorrow. The update of tomorrow may have to wait until the afternoon. After returning to recover for a few days, the normal time can be restored.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)