spy cloud

Chapter 3837 Meeting (3)

"It's almost time, I should go down too!"

Song Xiaobao looked at the time, then gave Inspector Li a faint smile.

"General Zhang, take care on your journey!"

"Thank you!"

Song Xiaobao thanked him, then pushed open the car door and looked at the three or four hundred people sitting opposite him, and a number of police officers maintaining order.

After getting off the car, he simply straightened his clothes and even buttoned up his military uniform, with a determined look on his face.

At the same time, he took out a small briefcase from the side, and in the briefcase were some stories about Zhang Tianhao that Zhang Tianhao had given him last night.

The moment Song Xiaobao stepped out of the car, everyone's eyes in the entire square were on him.

After all, he was now in military uniform and held the rank of major general, and he looked particularly dazzling standing there.

There are really not many people who dare to wear such a military uniform in Shanghai, not to mention that there is no telling how many Japanese spies there are here.

In addition, many of No. 76's men were staring at No. , holding their guns tightly in their hands. As long as there was anything wrong, these spies would shoot at No. .

Some people even looked at Song Xiaobao's familiar face and their eyes turned red.

After all, they found that this face seemed to appear quite frequently in Shanghai newspapers, and not just frequently.

Even at this moment, there was a woman in the crowd who was staring at Song Xiaobao.

It’s a pity that Song Xiaobao didn’t know her at all. After all, she was not the real Zhang Tianhao, but just a substitute.

I know a lot about Zhang Tianhao, but not much.

And this woman was none other than Gao Lanzhi.

But her eyes were full of shock. After all, she would never mistake Song Xiaobao's face even if she was beaten to death. It was also because of this face that her life was ruined.

Of course, this is just what she thinks. As for the specific situation, only the parties involved know.

Daughter, she gave birth to a daughter. Since she came back from the United States, she has never seen her daughter again. Even if she asked, there was no one there.

"Damn it, why is it him?"

However, she was just shocked and didn't have too many emotions. Life made her realize the difficulties.

The fat guy, Yingzuo, who was hiding behind the crowd, was standing not far behind and staring at Song Xiaobao who was walking forward, with a smug look on his face.

"Haha, General, I didn't expect it to be successful."

"Yes, it really succeeded. Once he died, no one in Shanghai could make big waves anymore."

"Congratulations General!"

"Congratulations, it seems like today will be his end."

"The general's plan is brilliant. If I had known this plan would work, I would have used it earlier. It's a big loss."

Yingzo also kept complaining in his heart, and even kept cursing Zhang Tianhao in his heart, or calling himself stupid.

"Kagezoe, this method cannot be used indiscriminately. Once it is used indiscriminately, the Empire will be infamous and we will be sent to a military court. Do you understand?"

"General, I know you have no other choice but to resort to this method. This method can only be used once. It's a pity."

Ying Zuo looked at Song Xiaobao opposite him and sighed helplessly. "Hey, isn't that Jing Ping? Why is he here to watch the fun?"

Just as Yingzo was sighing, he spotted Zhang Tianhao behind the crowd and let out a small exclamation in confusion.

"Jiichiro Kagehira?"

"Well, now he and Yoko are divorced. You know the reason. It's a pity that this is a talented person who is unwilling to work in my military police. Otherwise, our lives would be much better."

"Talent, Yingzuo, have you investigated him thoroughly? I just feel that there seems to be something wrong with this Jingping Jiichiro, really!"

The fat guy's eyes were fixed on Zhang Tianhao, and he spoke seriously.

"I checked it, more than once, but this person is only interested in making money, yes, and women, and nothing else. It's a pity that this guy is afraid of death and doesn't want to work in the gendarmerie!"

"Afraid of death, Yingzuo, this is not fear of death, but fear of assassination. Haven't you noticed it yourself? He has been assassinated more than fifty times in the past two years, and even two or three of his assistants have died."

"But I still can't see through him. I suspect he still has some secrets! I must investigate him thoroughly!"

"Okay, General!"

……

Zhang Tianhao, who was standing below, also saw Song Xiaobao getting out of the car, but he felt neither sad nor happy in his heart. After all, he already knew the result.

  Although I am angry, is it useful?

Although he is angry, can anger save Song Xiaobao's life?

No, nothing can happen, so what he needs to do now is to stay calm and attribute all the reasons for this to those damn Japanese.

As for Kagesa and Dobi behind him, he saw them clearly, but he did not turn around to look, nor even pay attention to them.

His focus now is Song Xiaobao. Xiaobao is going to die for him, so he will at least see Song Xiaobao off before he leaves.

But he didn't know when, suddenly, a small bunch of tiny steel needles, only one centimeter long, appeared in his hand. As he walked, the small steel needles in his hand were directly flicked to the target he selected by his fingers as his mental power swept through.

These people all have guns, so it is almost certain that they are spies. Just from the look in their eyes, you can tell that they are so excited that they are almost dancing with joy.

As he walked around, he finally found a place further back. Then he half leaned on a pillar, quietly looking at Song Xiaobao opposite him, and slowly walked to the middle position.

There was even a table and a chair prepared for him, and the table was covered with a red cloth.

It is said to be a red cloth, but in fact it is a party flag. It is obviously a flag made by someone on the spur of the moment, specially prepared for Song Xiaobao.

……

Song Xiaobao sat down in his seat, looking at the square with three or four hundred people around him. His eyes were still clear, and he didn't even look sad because he was about to leave.

On the contrary, in his eyes, there was a kind of liberation, a divine light of great joy, just like the Buddhist sitting in meditation and emitting the final divine light.

"I'm sorry, dear reporters, dear brothers and sisters, I've invited you all here today. I'm sorry to have wasted your time. I'd like to apologize to you all first."

He stood up, stood at attention, gave a standard military salute, and turned his body to the left and right, which was considered an opening statement.

"General Zhang is so polite!"

"General Zhang, you are our hero!"

"General Zhang, your spirit has touched us so much, and your great love will be remembered forever by countless people."

"General Zhang, please sit down. We believe in General Zhang!"

After a series of simple greetings, Song Xiaobao slowly sat down, scanning the people around him with a sharp gaze.