"Who did you come in again?" Mao Qiling put away the wooden stick and pulled the light line. The room immediately became bright.
As he said that, he walked to the window, looked carefully, and said unhappy, "You are a good guy, you are a good person to climb over the wall and enter the house. I can't even tell how you came in."
He met Zouzi while he was having sex in the gambling stage. This guy has the ability to slip through the door and pick the locks and go through the windows. Mao Qiling took a fancy to Zouzi's ability and deliberately made friends.
The dog was told, but he was not angry, but was proud.
"What? Is someone chasing debt again?" Mao Qiling asked.
Most of the money obtained by this dog slid into the door and prying the lock is given to the gambling stall, and he often owe a lot of debts and is chased by others.
"That guy from Mud Badog is not particular. He agreed to pay back the money at the end of the month. Today, he forced me to pay back the money when he saw me. There is no way. Come to Brother Lei, please avoid it." Zuogouzi said with a chuckle.
"You are smart." Mao Qiling said angrily.
This guy is a clever guy who climbed in through the window and the door outside was locked. No one would know that he was in the house and was confused by this.
At this moment, the door was knocked.
Mao Qiling's heart skipped a beat. The rhythmic knock on the door was his hands coming down to see him.
He glanced at Zang Gouzi, "You're in the house, don't come out."
Zhadogzi nodded.
He crawled under the bed with a slight squirting.
...
Mao Qiling then opened the curtain and came out to open the door.
Seeing Yang Guo standing at the door, he winked without waiting for Yang Guo to speak and said noon.
Yang Guo instantly understood and the 'group leader' who came to his mouth swallowed it back, "Brother Lei, this is the money I borrowed from you last time."
As he said that, he took out a bill from his pocket and handed it over.
At the same time, a piece of paper under the banknote was handed over.
"Boss Dai's secret telegram." He said in a low voice in Mao Qiling's ear.
"Isn't it just a matter of a few dollars? I've even made a trip." Mao Qiling said with a smile, "Come in and have a cup of tea."
"No, Brother Lei, it's too late, I won't disturb you to rest." Yang Guo waved his hand.
"Okay, let's get together another day."
"Okay."
Seeing Yang Guo leave, Mao Qiling put the paper into his inner pocket, put the banknotes into his trouser pocket, and returned to the inner room.
"Come out, it's not a debt collection." Mao Qiling said angrily.
The dog came out of the bed in a slight relief and said, "I'll just say that those idiots won't know that I'm hiding here."
"Okay, go out, I'm going to sleep." Mao Qiling cursed with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes, get out now." Zang Gouzi chuckled and got out of here.
...
Mao Qiling closed the door and returned to the inner bedroom.
He gently lifted the bed board and checked that there was no sign of passiveness in the dark room lock under the bed board. The hidden black line he had placed in advance was still there, which showed that Zhagouzi was quite honest and did not mess around in his room. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
There is a backup radio station of the group locked here. If the dog is flipping out this thing, it will be troublesome.
However, immediately, his expression subsided.
The reason why he deliberately made friends with dogs was that he fell in love with this boy's ability to slip through the door and pick the locks and enter the windows. Although it was a path, he might need such a small person when he was in action.
However, this time, without his consent, the dog jumped over the wall and entered his home to avoid debt collectors, which scared Mao Qiling.
Today's incident seems accidental, but it is also inevitable.
Mao Qiling couldn't help but reflect on himself, because he was not considering this matter carefully.
He thought about it carefully and began to seriously consider further investigation of Zhagouzi, recruiting this person into the military command and becoming his own person.
After putting this down, Mao Qiling took out the telegram that Yang Guo had just sent from his inner pocket. He dug out the password book from more than a dozen magazines and books placed on the bedside table and began to translate the phone.
Soon, the telegram was translated, and Mao Qiling looked carefully, and his face changed drastically.
After thinking about it carefully, after confirming that all the details were remembered in my heart, Mao Qiling took out the foreign fire box, lit the telegram paper in the brazier, and then poured the water from the tea jar into the ashes, stirred it with a wooden stick to completely "destroy the corpse and destroy the traces".
Mao Qiling was not in a hurry to go out, so he went to bed with his clothes and slept with a quilt.
At midnight, Mao Qiling woke up. He came to the outside room, took out a short gun wrapped in linen from the stove, carefully inserted it around his waist, opened the door and disappeared into the night.
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More than an hour later, Mao Qiling came to the vicinity of Yingshi Street.
He hid in the dark, looked at the Japanese patrol that had just walked over, and couldn't help but frown secretly.
Ding Wenzheng, deputy stationmaster of Hangzhou Station, actually hid in Yingshi Street where Japanese overseas Chinese gathered. This was something he had never expected before. He couldn't help but admire Ding Wenzheng's boldness and ingenious thinking.
As the saying goes, dark under the light, this is indeed a safety place that is hard for the enemy to think of.
However, this also created difficulties for his late-night visit.
Mao Qiling did not act rashly. He was in the dark, and it took about three quarters of an hour to see the Japanese patrol back.
After the Japanese patrol came over, he took a careful step and quickly arrived at the door of No. 25 Yingshi Street, carefully observed the surroundings, and knocked on the door gently.
"Who?" Wang Xusheng, who was sleeping outside to watch the night, suddenly woke up, came to the back of the door, and asked in a low voice.
"Old Tan from Beileqiao, come to see Boss Zhao if you have something to do."
"Lao San Tan?" Wang Xusheng asked in a low voice.
"No, it's Tan Laoyao."
Wang Xusheng gently pulled the door bolt and opened the door. Mao Qiling flashed in.
Wang Xusheng closed the door, put the door bolt on, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, who are you?"
"If you take this to see Boss Zhao, he will understand everything." Mao Qiling took out half of the money from his body and handed it to the other party.
"Okay, later."
...
Under the dim bedside lamp, Ding Wen was looking at the visitor, "Brother's surname is Sun?"
"The surname is Mao." Mao Qiling said, "the nickname is Mao Zhan."
"Brother Maosun, I've heard of you for a long time. I finally saw the real person today." Ding Wenzheng said with a smile.
"Brother Ding's place is really unexpected." Mao Qiling said with a smile, "If Boss Dai hadn't told me, I would never dare to come here."
"Hahaha." Ding Wenzheng smiled proudly.
Ding Wenzheng chose to hide in Yingshi Street where Japanese overseas Chinese gathered and Japanese soldiers patrolled. This is a very proud work.
"Boss Dai called and I have something to say to Deputy Webmaster Ding." Mao Qiling said with a solemn face.
"Ding Wenzheng listened to Boss Dai's instructions." Ding Wenzheng stood up, stood attentive, and said with a serious expression.
"There are Japanese spies in Zhejiang. Some people say that the people in Zhejiang are not trustworthy. Gongjie, you followed me when you were in the secret service office. I believe you." Mao Qiling said solemnly.
"The trust in the seat is heavy, Ding Wen is heartfelt!" Ding Wenzhen showed a turbulent expression on his face and said in a deep voice, "I can't repay you, only horses and corpses, serve the party and the country, and be loyal to you."
Mao Qiling nodded slightly, "Brother Ding, I'll finish what Boss Dai wants me to take."
"Who is the traitor Boss Dai talking about?" Ding Wenzheng was so murderous. "I killed him myself!"
"It's not a traitor, it's a spy." Mao Qiling said, "It's a Japanese spy who lurked in China for many years, existed as a Chinese, and invaded our military command."
He looked at Ding Wenzheng, "And this person is now within our Zhejiang Military Control Commission, and he is likely to be in a high position."
When Ding Wenzheng heard this, his face changed drastically.
...
It started to rain when it was dawn.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the square towel and wiped the corner of his mouth. He looked at the rain outside the window, frowned, and complained, "Okay, what's going on?"
"Get into the car when you go out, and you have an umbrella when you get off the car. What's the rain going to get on you?" Bai Ruolan took a sip of osmanthus and tremite porridge and said with a smile.
"I just don't like rainy days." Cheng Qianfan said.
He got up and went to the pram, looking at the little sesame seeds who were having enough food to take a rest, and was about to pinch his son's face.
"Wake up the little sesame, I'm going to be with you." Bai Ruolan quickly "threatened" to dissuade him.
Only then did Cheng Qianfan withdraw his hand angrily.
Haozi, who came to have breakfast together early in the morning, couldn't help but laugh.
"Smile." Cheng Qianfan glared at Li Hao with annoyance, "I heard that there is news about Tu and that guy Lin. What progress is there?"
"I'm not sure the cripple is Tu Helin," Li Hao said, "But Brother Fan, you said, "I'm going to be ruthless and not to be ruthless. I've ordered you to strengthen your investigation."
"You must catch this immortal person for me." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "If you dare to touch my goods, you have to get cramps and skin to relieve my hatred."
"Son, listen, don't swear." Bai Ruolan said with a blank look at her husband.
"A man's words are more vulgar than he can be arrogant." Cheng Qianfan said without caring.
"Where has my gentle and polite husband gone?" Bai Ruolan looked up and looked around and asked with a frown.
Cheng Qianfan laughed.
He glared at Li Hao, who was still eating porridge, "Let's go, the police room is busy today."
"Hey!"
...
Li Hao quickly pulled the spoon, finished drinking the tremella porridge in the bowl, picked up a small bag and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it into his stomach, and then smiled with satisfaction.
"Still you die." Cheng Qianfan also cursed with a smile.
Li Hao laughed and picked up the briefcase that Brother Fan placed on the sofa beside him.
The little maid Lizi also came here and handed the police cap to the gentleman.
Cheng Qianfan did not wear a hat, but took it in his hand and turned around. When he walked, when he came to the eaves, the bodyguard had already held up an umbrella. Only then did Cheng Qianfan put the hat on, put it through the umbrella to protect it, and bowed his head to get on the car.
"Miss Zhou." Li Hao turned his head and shouted, "It's too heavy. Do you want to go back to Father Jin's road with the car?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Ru, who was eating in the kitchen, put down her bowls and chopsticks, poked her head out, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and shouted, "Here, here."
"Hurry up." Li Hao got into the cab and shouted again without forgetting.
Zhou Ru carried a small Kun bag that Bai Ruolan had given her in her left hand, and a vegetable basket in her right hand, and hurried over.
"Put the vegetable basket in front, sit in the back." Cheng Qianfan looked at Zhou Ru who opened the car door and said unhappy.
"Yes, sir." Zhou Ru got out of the car in shame, put the vegetable basket in the front seat, and then got in the car and returned to the rear seat.
...
Cheng Qianfan, the deputy general manager of the police station in the Central District of the French Concession, was driving on the streets of Shanghai Beach where heavy rains.
"Saturday, Chongqing calls back, and the bait from Hangzhou has been released." Zhou Ru said, "Boss Dai ordered our troops to act according to the plan."
"Haozi." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Brother Fan."
"Notify Taozi and ask Taozi to arrange Mao Xuanyi to come out and prepare to receive distinguished guests from Hangzhou." Cheng Qianfan said.
"clear."
"Be careful, this distinguished guest is not honest. Don't be bitten by this turtle."
"I understand, Brother Fan."
"How did I prepare the toys I asked Wu Shunjia to prepare?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's ready." Li Hao laughed and said, "Wu Shunjia is more excited than anything else, just forgot to eat and sleep."
...
Bang bang bang bang.
In the heavy rain, a man ran to the door of a Shikumen house and smashed the door hard.
The door is open.
The man almost rolled and crawled into the house.
"What happened?" Cen Yufeng looked at Fan Qi who was about to faint and was almost fainting. He hurriedly bent over to support him and asked, "What's going on!"
But when he bought it, he felt something was wrong in his hand. Only then did he notice that Fan Qi was shot on his shoulder and blood was soaked in his coat.
"On the way back, I met a spy on No. 76 to investigate." Fan Qi recovered, his face pale, and said, "I have a gun on my body. I can't let them search. I can only take the initiative."
While Cen Yufeng asked his men to go and find a doctor, he helped Fan Qi lie down on a rattan chair, and then personally helped Fan Qi tie his shoulders to stop bleeding. "You are exposed? Why did they suddenly check you?"
"Impossible, no one knows me." Fan Qi shook his head, "and this heavy rain..."
Cen Yufeng understood Fan Qi's meaning. Fan Qi followed him to Shanghai, his confidant and personal guard. This basically eliminated the possibility that someone in Shanghai had a problem and asked Fan Qi.
Moreover, this heavy rain, not to mention that these spies actually came out in such bad weather, I just want to say that such heavy rains are almost invisible to see people seven or eight meters apart, and it is basically impossible for No. 76 to recognize people and search.
This is very strange.
Cen Yufeng frowned, unable to understand.
...
"Secretary, there is a situation." said a subordinate next to him.
"Say." Cen Yufeng glanced at it and asked.
"Since yesterday, the investigation of those spies and Japanese soldiers on the streets was suddenly very strict."
"The investigation is very strict?"
"Yes, if they think it is suspicious, they will intercept it directly in the street, search it, or even in front of the police officer."
After listening to the situation reported by his subordinates, Cen Yufeng frowned even tighter, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong with it.
What exactly stimulated the Japanese and spies on the beach?
This has caused considerable trouble and danger to their normal activities in Shanghai.
...
Kaiping Street, Hangzhou.
A breakfast shop.
"You said Ding Wen was urgently making an appointment with you and asked you to take someone to Shanghai immediately?" Asai Kamiyasui gently stirred the lean egg porridge in the bowl with the spoon in his hand and asked in surprise.
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