"This room." Haozi pointed to the room on the left side of the entrance to the stairs and signaled silently.
The houses in Moyuer Lane are roughly the same. Haozi has just investigated the room next door. The room near the left side of the stairs is smaller, which is a guest bedroom, and the right side is a spacious, which is the master room.
The two of them gently approached the room on the left.
At this moment, there was a sound in the room on the right.
The sound is not loud, but it cannot be hidden in this quiet night.
The two looked at each other and turned to the room on the right.
He gently pushed the door and locked it.
The ordinary door bolt was difficult for Haozi to penetrate through the crack of the dagger door, and he pulled it gently like a file.
Although this sound is very light, you can still hear it if you listen carefully.
Pan Laojiu held the gun in both hands and pointed it at the room on the left side of the next door, for fear of disturbing the people inside.
The door is open.
"Don't move!" Haozi raised his muzzle.
The moonlight is OK tonight. The moonlight comes in through the gap in the window. You can vaguely see a woman holding a pair of scissors in her hand, pretending to pounce on her. Facing the black muzzle, she is so scared that she dare not move:
The muzzle was not aimed at her, but at the child sleeping in the bed.
My son is her lifeblood!
"Kill Xiaoyaer when you move." Haozai said coldly.
Pan Laojiu, who was outside, walked to the door. He did not come in, but closed the door from outside, while he himself stayed outside and continued to monitor the next room.
...
The purpose of Pan Laojiu's appearance was to tell the woman that there was an accomplice outside, which completely made the woman despair.
Hao Zai stepped forward and took down the scissors from the woman's hand, holding her chin with a muzzle, "Whether to kill you and Xiaoya is just a matter of my thoughts."
"I'll give you all the money, don't kill my son." Zhao Xin said with his teeth trembling up and down.
"If you ask, you will answer truthfully, otherwise."
"I say, everyone says, don't kill my son." Zhao Xin acted to kneel down, but Haozai leaned against the wall with a gun.
"Who is the man next door?" Haozai asked.
"yes……"
"Think clearly before answering. We know the situation of the person next door. Ask you just to see if you are honest." Haozai said coldly.
"It's my cousin." Zhao Xin said tremblingly.
"What's his name? Where did he come from?" As he said that, Haozi pointed at the boy on the bed intentionally or unintentionally.
"Luo, Luo Daoxing." Zhao Xin said quickly, "I don't know where he came from. He just came to Shanghai for a few days."
He was overjoyed when he confirmed his identity as "nagging" from this woman.
"Does there be a gun on 'Nagging'?" Haozai asked again.
When Zhao Xin heard the nickname "nagging" in his mouth, it means that the other party had indeed found out a long time ago, and might even come directly for his cousin. Zhao Xin felt a little less guilty towards his cousin.
"I have no idea."
"Where is Lu Fei now?" Haozai asked suddenly.
"Ah." The woman looked at the masked man in horror and said tremblingly, "In the hospital."
"Which hospital?" Haozai asked.
The woman said the name of the hospital.
"The Japanese hospital? A dog traitor!" Haozai snorted coldly.
"No, no, the child's father was hurt by 'nagging', all..." the woman said in panic.
The sound came to an abrupt end. Haozai directly hit the woman's neck with a knife. While knocking her out, he held the woman to fall to the ground without making any sound.
Drawing a dagger from his body, he looked at the woman who fainted and the child who was sleeping in the bed.
Especially when he approached, looking at the child's tender face on the bed through the moonlight, Haozai's face changed repeatedly, and finally put away the dagger and left the master's room.
...
Pan Laojiu looked at Haozai.
Haozi nodded.
Pan Laojiu was very happy.
Haozai also looked at Pan Laojiu.
Pan Laojiu shook his head and signaled that there was no movement in the next room.
"What?" Pan Laojiu and Haozai gently pushed the door and found that the door was not locked. They were overjoyed. As soon as they pushed the door, they saw something tied to the door.
Dingling!
Leave it to my mother!
Haozi cursed in his heart, "Nagging" this guy is too smart. He deliberately did not lock the door, and then tied a bell to the door bolt. The other end of the bell was tied to the nails on the wall with a black thread. The black line was so dark that it was impossible to see the black thread.
In the room, the "nagging" shot decisively the moment the bell rang.
Bang bang bang bang.
Haozai and Pan Laojiu outside the door were shooting while hiding to both sides of the door.
"'Nagging', you have hurt so many brothers, and you are dead today." Haozai shouted in a Hangzhou accent.
‘It was the Hangzhou Station who sent someone to kill me?!’
Nagging was shocked.
In the room, there was no extra action in the ‘nagging’:
He didn't go to the door of the house, but rushed directly to the window, opened it, and jumped down.
Bang!
The door was kicked open.
Peng Peng Peng!
After a burst of shots, Haozai and Pan Laojiu rushed into the house and saw only the open window.
"This shitty guy!" Pan Laojiu cursed in a low voice.
Bang!
A gunshot.
The two rushed to the window and saw a man lying on the ground, crawling forward desperately.
The two were overjoyed and pulled out their pistol without hesitation and fired directly.
Bang bang bang bang.
...
Cheng Qianfan stood at the window and set up a water-beaded rifle.
His eyes were locked on the road.
Then he heard the intensive shooting of gunfire.
Immediately afterwards, there was a plop, and then someone jumped from the second floor to the ground.
Cheng Qianfan's right index finger was pulled on the trigger.
Bang!
After landing, the "nagging" who had just gotten up and was about to run away was shot and fell directly.
Then more intense gunfire sounded.
Cheng Qianfan saw the man lying on the ground being beaten into a hornet's nest. The expression in his eyes was not sympathetic, but shot Peng Peng Peng twice in the back of his heart.
Confirming that the person was motionless, Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly in his heart, packed up his spear and prepared to evacuate.
...
On this side, Haozai and Pan Laojiu rushed out from the main entrance of No. 33, Moyuer Lane.
The two shot twice at the window of a neighbor with a light on light, shouting loudly, "Ging Mule does business, idlers avoid it."
All the screams came to an abrupt end, and all the lights went out.
This is why we call the name "Ginger Mule":
In Shanghai, the only Japanese who can stop children from crying at night is the number one bandit Jiang Mule!
The two ran to the head of the man who was shot dead. Pan Laojiu found the axe and iron bucket that had been prepared from the corner of the wall. He swung the axe and chopped it down without saying a word, and then threw it into the iron bucket. The two soon disappeared into the alley in the night.
On this side, Cheng Qianfan crawled out of the window on the second floor, and carried a water-beaded rifle on his back. He was as quick as a cat to run around the roof. He quickly disappeared from the far end of the roof. He found the location he had found when he came and got off the house, and disappeared into the night.
...
More than an hour later.
Massage burial on the banks of the Suzhou River.
Pan Laojiu and Haozai dug a hole together and buried their "nagging" head.
The two of them had met with "Team Leader Xiao". The team leader used a flashlight to snoop into the iron bucket and nodded with satisfaction.
Afterwards, "Team Leader Xiao" separated from the two and evacuated early.
The two of them are responsible for the aftermath.
"Team leader, you didn't kill that girl and his baby." Pan Laojiu lit a cigarette for Haozai, took a few sips in a depressed manner, and said.
Haozai looked at Pan Laojiu, "How did you see it?"
"When you came out of the room, there was no smell of blood." Pan Laojiu blew his nose, squirted to the soles of his shoes, and said.
"The team leader is not a kind person." Haozai said, squirting a breath of smoke.
Before the action, Cheng Qianfan instructed Haozi not to attack women and children if possible.
However, after confirming that the woman's man was Lu Fei, Haozi subconsciously wanted to attack the mother and son. The family rules of the Military Intelligence Bureau were that one person treason and the whole family was executed.
Looking at the sleeping boy, Haozai finally did not choose to take action. The reason he gave himself was that this was the order of the team leader.
Now that he calmed down, Haozi thought about it again. Based on his understanding of Brother Fan, Brother Fan is definitely not a rude person to the family members of a traitor. When Lou Lianxiang and the little maid died, it was said that Brother Fan did not even blink his eyelids after hearing the news.
Then, the team leader's move must have profound meaning, but he is not smart enough to understand the team leader's foresight.
Neither of them continued the topic, but the expression on their faces became much more relaxed.
...
Bai Ruolan supported her hands beside the bed, just looking at her sleeping husband.
Her eyes were filled with tenderness.
Listening to her husband's snoring, Bai Ruolan's heart seemed to be moving away.
After the couple slept together for a long time, Ruolan, who was careful, discovered a rule:
My husband rarely snores when he sleeps, and his sleep is very light, so he can easily wake up.
Only a few times will the husband snore when he sleeps. Generally speaking, in this case, the husband rarely sleeps peacefully.
Cheng Qianfan woke up at around 7 a.m.
Bai Ruolan had already prepared breakfast, so she asked Xiaobao to come up and call her brother to get up.
"Brother, get up." Xiaobao used a thread of hair to touch Cheng Qianfan's nostrils. After her brother woke up, she giggled.
"Look for a fight." Cheng Qianfan jumped out of bed in his pajamas and pretended to catch Xiaobao. Xiaobao was so scared that he ran away while giggling.
"You two, come down to have a meal quickly." Bai Ruolan scolded and shouted downstairs.
"Here you." Cheng Qianfan agreed. He finally caught Xiaobao and then came down with this "little prisoner" on his back.
Ruolan, who was thrusting with a big belly, looked up and saw this scene and laughed.
She remembered what the two of them said before in conversation.
"If the first one was Nannan, would you be disappointed?" Bai Ruolan asked.
"Boy, girl and girl are the same." Cheng Qianfan smiled and said, "If it is Nannan, you will know it when it comes to her little aunt."
At that time, Bai Ruolan giggled, patted him, and said that there was no comparison between Nannan and her aunt.
However, she felt relieved. She knew how much her husband favored Xiaobao.
"Go and wash your hands and have a meal." Bai Ruolan whispered to her husband and Xiaobao.
Her hands subconsciously touched her belly, but she still wanted a boy.
Not to favor boys over girls.
She knew how dangerous her husband was doing for the country and nation.
Grandfather Cheng Guzhi devoted himself to the liberation meeting in his early years and joined the revolution without hesitation.
My father-in-law Cheng Wenzao and mother-in-law Su Zhifu also joined the revolution and sacrificed for the Northern Expedition.
Three generations of the Cheng family are sacrificing for this country—
Two generations of single birth, the Cheng family cannot be broken up with her!
...
No. 22 Xuehuali Road.
Central Police Office, Deputy Chief Inspector General Office.
"Brother Fan, I'm calling in Chongqing." Haozi reported softly.
"Ask what happened yesterday?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a small bucket of watering flowers, humming a tea picking tune.
"Yes, Chongqing asked our department if we knew the inside story of the Cordeier Road incident."
"Let Zhou Ru call Chongqing back." Cheng Qianfan pulled out the weeds from the flower pot, pondered for a moment, and said, "Just say that the Shanghai Station on Cordeier Road was attacked, our department did help."
"That's it?" Li Hao looked up at Cheng Qianfan in surprise.
"Well, that's it." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "If you ask over there, you will say that the situation is tense, my situation is complicated, and it is not convenient to contact me for the time being. I will call Chongqing to report in person for details."
"Yes!" Li Hao nodded. Although he didn't know why Brother Fan did this, he would do whatever Brother Fan told him.
...
Moyuer Lane.
"Okay, stop crying, I'm so annoyed."
"Bian Rennie, please stop crying after saying that."
Yuan Kaizhou cursed irritably.
The family on No. 31 came to investigate the shooting case while the police came up to knock on the door and found something was wrong, then broke into the door and was rescued.
The head of the household involved was asked if he had seen the criminal who had fallen into the house. The man just drank water and shivered, while the woman just cried, which made Yuan Kaizhou very irritable.
"What did you ask there?" Yuan Kaizhou asked casually when he saw his subordinates rushing over.
The hostess of the house No. 33 was even more frightened and sat on the ground holding her son, without saying anything.
"Zhao Xin spoke and said that the headless corpse on the street might be his cousin Luo Daoxing." The subordinate said.
"What is possibility?" Yuan Kaizhou glared.
"I can't be sure without a head." The subordinate shouted, "Zhao Xin is timid and dared not look up, only saying that the headless corpse's clothes look very similar to his cousin's."
At this moment, a chaotic sound came from afar. Yuan Kaizhou frowned, "Go and see what's going on?"
After just two steps, his subordinates saw a team of Japanese soldiers coming over with a thick and fat man with a sinister expression.
...
‘Why is he here?’
Yuan Kaizhou's face changed and he said "unlucky" in his heart.
The man is Nakaya Hiro, deputy representative of the Japanese National Government in Nanjing Restoration Government.
In addition, the senior management of the police station basically knows that this Japanese has another identity, which is also the true identity of this person—
The director of the third room of Shanghai United Special High School.
"Mr. Nakaya, what wind blows you?" Yuan Kaizhou squeezed out a smile on his face and greeted him.
"What wind?" Nakayasu's expression was gloomy, "It's the wind of killing people!"
"Mr. Nakaya, why did you say this?" Yuan Kaizhou asked with a little smile on his face.
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