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Chapter 853 Arrangements Before Action
The night is getting dark, and the moon is in the sky.

In an alley not far from Tongsuo's residence, a Japanese patrol passed by, and the iron palm nails on the bottom of the military boots collided with the bluestone pavement, making a loud clicking sound.

When the sound gradually died down, a head stuck out from the fence and looked around, and after confirming that the devil had gone far away, he jumped down lightly, and it was Zuo Zhong who met Tongsuo.

He walked out of the alley quickly, came to a grocery store by the side of the road and opened a door that seemed to be closed tightly, revealing a narrow door that could only allow a single person to enter and exit, and slipped in.

"Tear~"

The sound of the match being lit sounded, and a kerosene lamp wrapped in black cloth was lit. Under the dim light, a big bald head locked the hidden lock on the door panel, turned around and said to Zuo Zhong who came in.

"Deputy Director, everything around is normal. No calls have been made to Muyu's home or any of the neighbors' phone lines, and there is no problem with the impermanence team. Are you being too cautious?"

"be careful and live long."

Zuo Zhong took off his coat and threw it into the porcelain basin on the ground. The sulfuric acid inside reacted with the cotton cloth instantly, a puff of white smoke rose, and the clothes in the basin quickly turned into a pool of black scorched matter.

Looking at this scene, he nodded in satisfaction. It was not convenient to use fire in the enemy-occupied area, but chemical methods would be good. Then he sat down at the table and raised his hand to call Gui Youguang to his side.

"Send someone to watch outside. If there is a problem, immediately release the irritating body to prevent the military dogs from following. They will come back after half an hour if there is no problem. The smell will not last long in the open space.

By the way, I have disposed of the porcelain basin, just pour it directly into the sewer. In the future, I will prepare more sulfuric acid in each safe house, firstly to destroy items, and secondly, it can be used to deal with the enemy in critical moments.

In addition, Muyu indicated that the target was held in the Heimu Hotel in Hongkou at No. 15 Xihuade Road. The specific room number is unknown. There were 10 traitors and 2 Japanese military police guards.

Tomorrow morning you go to investigate alone, confirm the information, if there is no problem, we will start at night, this matter cannot be delayed, the little devil will execute the target at any time.

Be careful, there must be a reason why the Japanese attach so much importance to a child. It may be because they want to obtain information through the other party, or they may set a trap and prepare for someone to rescue them. "

Zuo Zhong's expression was a little serious. Saving people is important, but the safety of his own subordinates cannot be ignored. We must prevent the enemy from using targets as bait to sit on the sidelines and wait for rabbits.

"Yes."

Gui Youguang scratched his head and replied, but he didn't leave immediately, but asked curiously: "Deputy Director, I heard that the target's mother is the chief of the general affairs section of Shanghai Station of the Secret Service Headquarters?

And the reason why he was killed was because of those traitors, you came to see Muyu, could this be related to him, that kid has never experienced such a thing, I'm afraid..."

The rough and the detailed are people like Gui Youguang. Although he doesn't know the details, he guessed a lot of things just by reasoning, and he also realized that there would be problems with the copper lock.

Taking a deep look at the big bald head, Zuo Zhong nodded and said: "Well, that's right, it's clearly written in the information given by the underground party, the other party is slapping the face of the party.

For the sake of secrecy, and to save some face for the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, the details have not been announced to the public before, as long as you know, hum, there will be nothing~ Can exhaust thousands of troops, Xu Enzeng! "

When mentioning this matter, he pretended to be filled with righteous indignation: "They are lurking under our noses, and this bastard doesn't know anything about it, he is really a waste.

Forget it, let's not mention Xu Enzeng, anyway, the other side is either an underground party or a spy. "

"Yes, I understand."

The big bald head turned around to carry out the order, and after a while, two disguised little spies walked into the night. At this time, the siren sounded from afar, and it should be the Japanese who were arresting people.

Zuo Zhong came to the yard behind the shop with his hands behind his back, raised his head to look at the night sky, and sighed faintly, hoping that everything will go well when he meets with the ground~Xia Dang tomorrow.

With the successive victories of the Japanese army, the situation between the enemy and ourselves has become more and more serious. Ji Yunqing and Boss Zhang of the Cao Gang are not isolated cases. More and more people choose to sell their country for glory or to be neutral.

Countless people with lofty ideals have fallen under the guns of the traitors, and even the concession has become no longer safe. It seems that these scumbags must be given a warning, and they cannot be allowed to be so unscrupulous.

After thinking for a while, Zuo Chong's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of something, and slowly stretched his waist and walked into the guest room in the courtyard. After a while, the lights in the room went out, and the night was as usual~

Early the next morning.

The eight-character bridge from Zhabei to Hongkou was heavily guarded, perhaps because the bunker at the bridgehead was destroyed by government intelligence personnel before the war. The Japanese directly established multiple checkpoints 200 meters away from the bridge, and even parked a chariot.

Whether they are Chinese, foreigners or Japanese immigrants, they must undergo strict inspections when entering and exiting Hongkou through the Bazi Bridge, and they must take off their hats and bow to the Japanese soldiers on duty to show respect.

But there are always exceptions to everything. When there are monks passing through the checkpoints, most of the devils turn a blind eye. Buddhism is quite powerful in Japan, and it has a great influence on the high-level people. There are many believers and they cannot be easily provoked.

So when a monk came to Bating Bridge wearing cassock and holding a bowl, several Japanese soldiers who were in charge of inspection quickly put down their weapons and stood up straight, clasped their hands together and said "Hello, Master."

"Amitabha."

The solemn monk returned the salute and recited the Buddha's name, and handed over his certificate and certificate, which involved the security of the core ruling area, even if bowing was not necessary, identity checks were inevitable.

The leading team leader pouted, his hands were carefully checked for his documents, and he looked at the person in comparison with the photo. After confirming that there was no problem, he respectfully returned it and raised his hand to announce the release.

"and many more."

But at this moment, a second lieutenant came out of the sentry box next to him, turned his triangular eyes around, grabbed the ID in his hand, glanced at the calm monk, and asked two questions in Chinese.

"Da~shi is from Xiaguang Temple in Min Province. I don't know why he came to Shanghai."

"Traveling in the clouds and forming a bond, passing it on to the world."

"Oh? Dare to ask Shang Xia."

"The poor monk can hold the dharma name."

The two asked and answered, and the others were confused, and then everyone heard the second lieutenant say: "Because of fate, the land is clean."

"And in this world, there are six vibrations."

The great monk did not hesitate, put his hands together again, with a smile on his face: "Amitabha, I have long heard that the Lotus Sutra is widely circulated in your country, and seeing it today is indeed the case. Does the benefactor believe in the poor monk?"

The second lieutenant's face changed drastically, and he quickly bent down to apologize and explained: "Please forgive me, master, my mother's heart of worshiping Buddha is very pious, but she is always deceived by others. I see that you are not like a Buddhist disciple, so I tried it."

Now the Japanese soldiers present understood that the second lieutenant suspected that the monk was pretending to be a saboteur, so he tried to test it out, and the result of the test proved that the other party was the real monk.

Hearing the second lieutenant's explanation, the great monk shook his head and said indifferently: "Why don't you forgive me, it is those people who are just pretending to be numbers, that make the world suspicious.

The poor monk here has a string of rosary beads that were enshrined to the Buddha many years ago and gave them to the donor. I also hope that the donor will be merciful and seldom kill evil, Amitabha. "

After all, he took the certificate handed over by the second lieutenant and walked towards the Bazi Bridge. The Japanese soldiers behind him either dismissed it or blushed, watching the figure of the other party disappear into the street.

And this sympathetic master left the checkpoint and entered Hongkou, walked around, and finally found a secluded place to breathe heavily, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and muttered to himself.

"Damn, I almost revealed my secrets."

Gui Youguang rejoiced in his heart, thanks to the deputy director who has been asking them to strengthen their professional skills, otherwise he would really be stuck here today. Who would have thought that the little devil would even know the Lotus Sutra.

Quickly adjusting his mood, he shook his cassock and walked on the road again to move towards the Blackwood Hotel. The Japanese patrols along the way had no doubts at all, and from time to time someone clasped their hands and said hello.

While the big bald man's operation was going smoothly, Zuo Zhong and his old friend Ban Jun sat in a coffee shop in the French Concession, chatting cautiously, sitting directly opposite the gate.

"Old Ban, your party is too dishonest. Not to mention arranging eyeliners inside us, but also asking us to help you rescue people. What's even more annoying is that at this time, I personally come to Shanghai to take charge of the operation."

Zuo Zhong took a sip of black coffee, scanned his surroundings and complained: "Do you know that Xu Cheng is about to explode, and I was dragged to Shanghai by you, which will definitely affect the intelligence work on the front line."

Hearing the old classmate's accusation, Ban Jun retorted unceremoniously: "Don't fool me, isn't it because you are not here, your subordinates won't work?

As for the eyeliner, isn't it that you have me in this line of business, and you in me? I don't believe that your secret service has not arranged people within us. "

"This...haha."

Zuo Zhong, who seemed to be in the first army, laughed dryly and didn't answer the other party's question, but he knew in his heart that the Guodang had lurked underground~ He had already given old K the information about the intelligence personnel of the lower party.

Lao Ban's question seems to be probing, but in fact, he is asking knowingly and protecting the intelligence channel. If he didn't know the inside story, he would really believe it. Bah, it really sucks to do intelligence.

Squad Army observed his reaction, coughed lightly and returned to seriousness: "Okay, let's get back to business, this disclosure of the true identity of the lurking personnel has already represented our sincerity.

Besides, this matter was not just about rescuing the children of martyrs. The target had a very important piece of information on him, and he had to be rescued and sent out of Shanghai before the Japanese found out. "

Important information?

On that kid?
Zuo Zhong was confused. It would be too risky for the underground party to hand over the information to an ignorant child for safekeeping. Besides, what information is worth his hand as the deputy director of the intelligence department.

Seeming to see his doubts, Ban Jun~ dipped his finger into the coffee cup and wrote a few words on the desktop - the road map for the international press corps to visit China, and then quickly wiped it off with his hands.

The international journalist group is going to come to the Republic of China. Could it be that they are here to investigate the incident in Jinling? Zuo Zhong frowned, but he immediately sensed something was wrong. Why did the other party tell him about it.

Logically speaking, the underground party would never disclose such sensitive information to the spy chief, unless the top leaders of the two parties knew about it a long time ago, or even the cooperation between the two parties promoted the matter.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Ban Jun with a smile that was not a smile. I dare you to discuss it. I am just a tool person, right, Niang Xipi, it is too deceiving.

Faced with Zuo Zhong's death stare, Ban Jun's face was not red, and his heart was not beating: "This matter is of great importance, and only a few high-level officials knew before, whether you believe it or not, I have just received the news.

The comrade who died was the traffic officer responsible for the reception. Since some members of the press corps were invited temporarily, only she knew when these people arrived in Shanghai and where they met.

In order not to be discovered, she used invisible ink to write the relevant information on the target's close-fitting shirt. I was afraid that after a long time, the Japanese would see the problem, and the problem would become serious. "

"understood."

Zuo Zhong looked serious, and assured Ban Jun: "Don't worry, the Secret Service will definitely rescue the target and ensure the safe arrival and departure of the international press corps.

But I also need your help on one thing. To be precise, it is the help of your people lurking in the International Settlement. This matter will benefit us all. "

When destroying the Japanese counterfeit banknote factory, he discovered that the underground party is very powerful in the patrol room, and now he wants to teach those traitors a lesson, the other party is the best helper.

(Uncomfortable, sweating, headache, may have been hit, you can’t buy a local test ~ the medicine can’t be tested, so carry it)
(End of this chapter)