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Chapter 812
The old gate arresting house is the first sub-arresting house established in the public concession. It manages the most elite area in Shanghai from the Huangpu River in the east to the moat in the west, from the Sioux City River in the north to the Pidgin in the south.

The total population of the jurisdiction is more than 40, and there are more than 1 large and small buildings. This is the data before the war between China and Japan. The number of refugees living in it cannot be counted, but it will not be less than 10.

The reason why Wu Chunyang said that it is not too difficult to find the row is because a large part of these buildings are residential areas, and the Japanese counterfeit banknote factories will never be located in crowded alleys.

One is that it is not easy to keep secrets. Printing and personnel actions will make noise, which can be easily noticed by the surrounding residents.

Second, the transportation of counterfeit banknote raw materials and finished products requires vehicles, and most of the alleys have narrow roads that cannot be driven.

The third is that the more people there are, the more difficult it is to carry out the security work.

The Japanese did not set up the counterfeit banknote factory on the north bank of the Sioux City River, which they completely controlled, for the sake of secrecy and safety, so they would naturally find a place that was easy to hide.

What the Secret Service and the underground party need to investigate is a place with a large enough area, close to a water source, where large-scale printing equipment can be arranged, and there are fewer people.

According to the above standards, more than 300 commercial institutions, industrial plants, schools, and sports venues have been included in the scope of key surveys.

There are not many of them, but they are spread all over the Laozha Arresting Area. Therefore, the Shanghai operations personnel of the Secret Service, led by Song Minghao, Wu Chunyang, and Gui Youguang, attacked from all directions.

Everyone is a veteran of intelligence, using various methods and channels, most of the suspicious locations were quickly ruled out, leaving only a small part that could not be identified.

Two days later, the International Settlement.

Outside an industrial building, among a group of refugees, Zuo Chongshou, wearing a coarse cotton padded jacket, squatted on the side of the road, lowering his head and asking Song Minghao beside him.

"Old Song, how is this place? Is there anything unusual?"

"No, the number of people entering and leaving every day is very fixed, and the domestic garbage is also consistent with the number of staff on the surface. To be on the safe side, I also let people look at the drain, and found no waste water from printing."

"Well, give up after confirming that there is no problem, and hurry up to find the next suspicious target. After all, we don't have much time."

Zuo Zhong suddenly raised his head to look at the dark sky, and said something in a low tone.

Song Minghao was silent. He knew what the deputy director meant. He read the newspaper this morning. The Japanese occupied Yuhuatai and attacked the fortifications in the city from a high position. Jinling's defense system was about to collapse.

Maybe it won't be long before they will receive the extra news that Jinling City has been broken. To be honest, he doesn't understand how the Nationalist government could lose so quickly.

Songhu persisted for at least three months. As for Jinling, since the Japanese army launched an attack on December 12, it took only more than ten days to fight and count, and the capital, which was said to be as solid as gold, was lost.

It is not objective to say that the Guojun did not resist. The most elite 88th Division was disabled, 47 middle and senior officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel were killed, and 8 major generals died.

Even the mayor of Jinling, the deputy commander of the Capital Garrison, the garrison commander, the deputy commander of the Gendarmerie Command, and the commander of the Air Defense Command, Chief Xiao, all died for the country.

"Ugh."

Song Minghao sighed softly when he thought that they had become "homeless" lonely ghosts.

Hearing the other party's sigh, Zuo Zhong shook his head, forcing himself to get out of his depressed mood. Since something happened, it's useless to be upset.

As for changing history, what can a small deputy director of the Secret Service do, like the idiots and idiots of [-], come to the side of Qing Jun? That would be too much for him.

Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and the tide of history cannot be reversed by just one person. Killing the bald head will not change anything.

After the First Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese received astronomical compensation, vigorously studied Western science and culture, developed industry, military industry, and education, and their national strength was improving by leaps and bounds.

Looking at the previous dynasty, I was still addicted to the illusion of the heaven and the kingdom. When the Republic of China came, all the armies~I will come on stage after you sing, all thinking about fighting for power and profit.

It is not easy for the national government to unify the whole country in name, but the comprador government, as an agent of imperialism, naturally does not think about how to increase national power, but making money is the goal.

Four~ Big families and large and small interest groups are like leeches, adsorbed on the body of this country, sucking the people's fat and people's ointment crazily.

The upper class is like this, what's the use of the people and the army at the bottom, just wait and see, when they get to Jiangcheng or even Shancheng, those people will still be drunk, unless the country or the Guo party is over.

"correct."

At this moment, Song Minghao seemed to have thought of something, looked around and asked Zuo Zhong a question.

"Do you still remember the police chief we met when we were investigating the death of Korean Jin Renjiu and the pharmaceutical factory in Jiaxing?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"The Japanese army occupied Jiaxing during the Battle of Songhu, burning, killing and looting wantonly. He organized a group of policemen to protect the people. After he failed, he was caught by the Japanese and chopped off his head, and the body was thrown into Nanhu Lake."

Zuo Zhong was stunned, he couldn't remember the appearance of the chief of the police station clearly, he only remembered that this person was a cautious middle-aged man, who was always bending over himself and making a smiling face.

The other party is not a master of Qingtian. According to the investigation of the Secret Service, the cost of eating and drinking cards is the same. It is hard to imagine that such a person would do such a "stupid thing".

That's right, when he asked the fisherman who found Jin Renjiu's body, the other party was afraid that the secret service would beat him into a trick, so he made a tactful plea for mercy.

After thinking about it, the blurred face in his memory slowly became clear, Zuo Chong opened his mouth, and finally gave a soft instruction.

"Let the brothers in the southeast district rescue the other party's widow and children and send them to the rear, and arrange them in our family area. Don't neglect them."

"Understood, I will arrange."

Song Minghao nodded. It's not too difficult to send a few ordinary people out of Jiaxing, and it will cost a little money at most.

On the other side, Zuo Zhong got up and was about to go to the next location to check the situation. After the chief of the police station, he was sure that no matter how bad the situation was, there were still a group of fools who were willing to give everything for this country.

That being the case, what is there to be pessimistic about? The most urgent thing now is to find the devil's counterfeit banknote factory as soon as possible, so as not to let the situation worsen.

While thinking, he walked through the complicated alleys, and arrived near a school near the Sioux City River a few minutes later. At this time, he had already changed into a cheap suit and was dressed like an ordinary clerk.

Strolling into a teahouse, Zuo Zhong slightly tilted his head and looked behind him through the reflection on the glass of the door. After confirming that there was no problem, he bought a can of tea and walked to the fortune-telling booth across the road.

"Sir, word testing or fortune-telling."

Wu Chunyang, who was wearing a fake beard on his face, saw the deputy director, and raised his hand to help the road in a calm manner, looking quite daft and immortal.

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with his reaction. Then he thought about it, thanks to Wu Chunyang, if Gui Youguang put on this outfit and looked like a bandit who went down the mountain to step on the spot, he might be reported in less than a minute.

"Word test."

He sat down loosely, picked up the brush on the stall, dipped it in ink, wrote a fate on the paper, and at the same time asked about the investigation situation of the target without moving his mouth.

Wu Chunyang took back the paper, closed his eyes and pretended to pinch his fingers while muttering:

"Houde Middle School was originally a church opened by the British, but it was converted into a high school a few years ago. Kyouichi Oyama once handled cases here and is very familiar with the school.

There is a teaching building converted from a church, a dormitory building, and several bungalows used as canteens.

Classes were suspended during the Songhu Battle. A few days ago, parents of students asked the school when classes would resume, but they did not get a reply.

The drawings show that there is a basement under the teaching building for funerals and worship, which is the tradition of foreign churches.

In order to dig an underground space in the moist and soft soil of Shanghai, the British at that time spent a lot of thought and money.

I felt that this place was very suspicious, so I took someone to touch the surrounding situation, and found that several families around the school had recently changed their occupants, and at the same time, these residents who moved later usually lived reclusively and were very mysterious. "

Speaking of this, he opened his eyes and handed over the lottery holder at hand, smiled and motioned for Zuo Zhong to draw the root lottery, and then continued to introduce.

"Because they were afraid of scaring the snake, the brothers didn't dare to go close to the investigation, but just recorded the location, and they didn't get too close to the school.

At present, we only know that there is an old man guarding the gate there. We don’t see any lights inside the school at night, and the electricity consumption is normal. It’s just that a lot of fish have died in the Sioux City River at the back wall of the school. "

kindness?
Dead fish?

Zuo Chong's pupils shrank. The printing factory will produce a large amount of toxic sewage during production, such as printing residue, wiping waste water, plate making waste water, cleaning waste water, etc.

This is a very difficult-to-treat industrial wastewater with complex water quality, high content of refractory organic matter, poor biodegradability, high alkalinity, high chroma, and various heavy metal substances.

If it is discharged into natural water bodies without treatment, it will easily cause ecological disasters. He has seen similar news in later generations.

Now that there are dead fish in the river, does it mean that the counterfeit banknote factory is in Houde Middle School? He thinks this clue is worth following up.

Zuo Zhong shook the stick with both hands, and a bamboo stick fell out with a crashing sound. He picked it up, handed it to Wu Chunyang, and asked a question.

"Is there a sewage pipe on the back wall of the school?"

"No."

Wu Chunyang pretended to undo the sign and shook his head pretending to be dignified: "The school's sewer pipe is connected to the municipal sewer. We have set up a detection point downstream, and no waste water has been discharged."

"I'll go first. You send someone to look under the water surface of the back wall at night. The sewage pipes don't have to be placed in the open. Just connect any water pipes. I'll come over and watch in person at night."

Zuo Zhong didn't hesitate, and immediately issued an order to turn the open pipes into dark ones. This kind of little trick can be imagined by even elementary school students in the future, that is, there is no such thing as environmental protection in this era.

It's just that how can the Japanese control the management of the public concession schools? This matter is probably related to the Japanese policeman Kyouichi Oyama. It seems that I need to meet with him.

He casually dropped a few banknotes and left the fortune-telling booth, thinking deeply.

(End of this chapter)