August 13, 1939, a special day. Shanghai was occupied by the Japanese invaders the year before yesterday, and the concession became an isolated island.

In order to ensure safety, hundreds of thousands of people entered the concession, resulting in a deformed prosperity.

The concession is full of traffic, and rickshaws, tricycles, cars on the road can be seen everywhere, bustling areas, and even traffic jams.

There are many pedestrians on the street, shops are full of goods, and the lights are bright and wine at night. Whether it is the bars and dance halls on the main road or the Changsan Hall on the fourth road, there are all customers. People are drunk and dreaming, living a life that only today does not want tomorrow.

The Fr Jin Road in the French Concession was built by the Public and Directorate Bureau of the French Concession in 1907 and was included in the French Concession in 1914. The Fr Jin Road ends in Xiafei Road in the north and Xujiahui Road in the south. It is three miles long, mainly new alleys and apartments.

Rickshaws can be seen everywhere on the road. According to statistics, the number of rickshaws and tricycles in the public concession exceeds 70,000, and more than 100,000 in Shanghai.

If you want to be more decent, you can wave to stop a taxi. There are more than 2,000 taxis in the entire concession, open day and night, and stop when you wave to.

When it was getting dark, a three-wheeled rickshaw turned into an apartment in Shuanglongfang, Fr ​​Jin Road. A man in a Western shirt got out of the car. He was a medium-sized man wearing a pair of leather shoes. When he got off the car, he hummed a song, took out his wallet, and paid the fare.

His name is Cao Bingsheng, and he is the Chinese deputy detective in the French arresting room. He just cooperated with the Japanese military police today and arrested two Chongqing "terrorists" and handed over to the Japanese military police team in Hongkou, and he received a "hard work fee" of 50 yuan.

He ate the meat from the house and took the Japanese money. No matter how the Shanghai changes, he can get along with everything.

Cao Bingsheng habitually looked around and saw nothing unusual. He turned around and walked towards the apartment. He had to have a good drink tonight.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked surprised in his eyes.

In the dark corner of the door, a man in black stood, with a mustache and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a blurry appearance. His arm was raised, and a black muzzle was aimed at him.

The mustache shot cold eyes through her glasses, staring at Cao Bingsheng tightly, as if she was looking at a corpse.

Cao Bingsheng's heart trembled, and he felt his whole body be wrapped in a huge chill, his hands and feet were cold, and cold sweat oozed out of his back. He vaguely guessed the other party's identity, and he often arrested people from Chongqing, so the other party came to take revenge.

Cao Bingsheng once thought that there would always be such a day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly and so suddenly.

Cao Bingsheng quickly pulled the gun back to his waist, but the other party moved faster, and the gun in his hand had already been aiming at him in secret. A flash of fire at the muzzle, and Cao Bingsheng could even see the bullets shot at him clearly.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two angry bullets hit Cao Bingsheng's heart. He fell backwards, and the Bronning pistol he had just touched fell to the ground.

Cao Bingsheng's consciousness quickly became blurred. In a trance, he saw the beard walking towards him calmly, slapped over, bent down and picked up the pistol, touched his pocket, and took away his wallet.

This man is so brave that he didn't run away quickly after killing someone, and he dared to search his body. He had more than fifty yuan in his wallet. In addition, something seemed to be stuffed into his pocket. Then the other party took it out and threw it on himself.

This was Cao Bingsheng's last consciousness. He really hoped that the surrounding police officers could come quickly to avenge him.

Xiaomouzi touched Cao Bingsheng's neck. After confirming that Cao Bing was alive, Xiaomouzi walked out of the alley and walked quickly to the north. His stride was very large, and his left shoulder was a little low, and he was limping.

After walking out of Shuanglongfang, my pace slowed down. Seeing a car on the street, I casually called a taxi and quickly left north.

The mustache after getting on the car looked at the pocket watch under the street light. It was just right. Cao Bingsheng went home on time, and he also completed the task on time, and got on the car on time. The most important part of the assassination mission had been completed.

After leaving the French Concession, he got out of the car at the intersection of Foch Lualpei Road, took out Cao Bingsheng's wallet and paid the bill, and walked west along Foch Road for a distance. Strangely, as he walked, his beard suddenly stopped lame.

He quickly walked to the opposite side and took off his glasses. At this time, he was like a different person. After walking for a while, he stopped a rickshaw and headed east towards Jing'an Temple Road, and finally got off at Gordon intersection.

After observing the intersection for a while, he walked into Gordon Road. After walking about fifty meters, there was a lane on the left. He glanced behind him and turned quickly.

The light inside was very dark, but the mustache was very familiar with it, taking off the fake beard and eyebrows on her face as she walked.

The moustache that was disguised, she suddenly became a teenager and looked tall: she had bright eyes, bright face, and a tall and straight nose. When walking, her steps were light, her upper body was steady and calm, and she looked slow, but in fact she was very fast. While walking, she was also watching the surroundings with vigilance.

I turned right and left, and returned to Gordon Road from another place. While walking, I didn't stop, took something out of my pocket and stuffed it into my mouth, and wore a wig on my head. In addition, his black clothes were also changed to white sweatshirt.

The mustache that appeared again, because she wore braces, her face was deformed, and her hairstyle changed, it was like a different person.

Walk north along Gordon Road, turn right to Fengxian Road, and when you are about to reach the intersection of Nanhui Road, you can see the Metropolitan Dance Hall with neon lights outside.

Xiaomouzi did not go in immediately, but turned to Nanhui Road opposite the Metropolitan Dance Hall, and then walked from Nanhui Road to Jing'an Temple Road. He circled around Jing'an Temple Road, Gordon Road, Fengxian Road, and Nanhui Road for another round. After confirming that there was no tail behind him, he bought a dance ticket at the door and walked slowly into the dance hall.

Although I turned around for a while, I felt extremely calm when I walked into the dance hall. As long as I remained vigilant and calm enough, no matter how dangerous the place was, it would be safe.

There were many people in the dance hall. When I opened the door, I heard pleasant singing. A girl in exposed clothes sang on the stage:

"Look for soulmates from the ends of the world, and the little sister sang and played the piano. We are the same heart, love, love, love, we are the same heart..."

The young man did not enter the dance floor and walked through the corridor to the opposite seating area and soon discovered his target. But he did not go there immediately, but turned around first, and confirmed that the road to the back door of the dance hall was unobstructed. He sat in the corner next to him and secretly observed other guests in the dance hall. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he moved over.

A man in his thirties sat on the seat with short hair and slightly fat. At this time, he was looking at the singer on the stage intently. When he saw the young man sitting down, he turned his body and looked at him, but he almost didn't recognize him.

The young man smiled with teeth, and the short-haired man suddenly realized. He lay in the other person's ear and asked whisper: "Xiaomin, have you succeeded?"

His name is Qian Heting, the leader of the second group of the new member directly under the Military Control Commission Shanghai District. Tonight, Father Jin Road's Shuanglongfang's operation will be carried out by the second group. He handed over the task to Hu Xiaomin, who had just arrived in Shanghai.

Hu Xiaomin put his wallet on the table, pushed it to Qian Heting, and whispered: "Why is there a sir who has a stance to make a plan?"

Qian Heting showed a complacent smile on his face. Although he only told Cao Bingsheng's address, the rest was done by Hu Xiaomin alone. But everyone likes to listen to flattery.

Qian Heting's heart fell to the ground and asked casually: "Have you put the things down?"

Hu Xiaomin proposed that in order to disrupt the enemy's sight, he put a secret copy on Cao Bingsheng to interfere with the judgment of No. 76. Qian Heting didn't care. As long as Cao Bing was alive and died, the task would be completed.

Hu Xiaomin nodded and stopped talking. For him, it was already very risky to connect in such a place. Even if he disguised himself again, he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

Qian Heting smiled and said, "Sit down and have a drink, and I'll tell you if you have something to do."

Hu Xiaomin looked around and whispered, "It's too noisy, why don't you change the place?"

After engaging in spies, Hu Xiaomin believed in one sentence most: be careful to sail a thousand-year-old ship.

Since you have chosen this industry, you must always be cautious. Only by being more careful, acting more cautiously, and planning more carefully can you live longer.

The dance hall is full of people, who knows what will happen?

Qian Heting handed over the task to him three days ago, but Hu Xiaomin spent two and a half days designing an action plan and retreat route.

From Cao Bingsheng on Shuanglongfang to Father Jin, he walked 362 steps and measured twice. From shooting to getting in the car and leaving, it took up to three and a half minutes. He practiced more than ten times in his mind.

If you don’t have a taxi and just take a rickshaw, you have to take a backup route. If someone is entangled, how should you deal with it? If you encounter a police officer, how should you get out? Such things, as long as there is a possible accident, he has a backup plan.

Assassination of Cao Bingsheng, one shot was enough for ordinary people, but he fired two shots. And the bullet was cut through with a file and hit the center of the heart, which could make the heart rot. Even so, he still felt that it was necessary to fire two shots.

As for the terrain around Father Jin Road, he had long been familiar with it. Even the joint location, he had investigated the two nights. He had known that there was a back door, but he had to make sure that the back door was open every time.

After Hu Xiaomin arrived in Shanghai, if he had no tasks, he would only do one thing: be familiar with the terrain.

This kind of familiarity is not through the map, but through it. Many people know that they can save their lives in the future.

Qian Heting said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, it's very safe here."

Hu Xiaomin sighed secretly, Qian Heting was his boss, and he would be ignorant if he persuaded him more. However, Hu Xiaomin didn't speak much. There were still ears in the wall, let alone the dance hall?

If he just reports the results, he actually doesn't have to say anything, he just nods. But Qian Heting has something to talk with him, so he must change the place.

Qian Heting glanced at Hu Xiaomin, stood up, sighed and said, "You are so nervous that you won't enjoy it at all. Let's go and change the place."

He formulated a new plan that could only be implemented by Hu Xiaomin.

Qian Heting and Hu Xiaomin didn't notice it. Just after they got up, there was a look not far away, and it was all the time to fall on them. After they walked out, the man followed him out and saw them stopping a taxi. He was about to go out, but he found that Hu Xiaomin turned around and looked at the dance hall. He was so scared that he quickly turned back and returned to the dance hall.
Chapter completed!