"This is the death knell. It has to be struck three times in a row.”A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who was sitting opposite Feng Yuan explained in Shanghainese.
"I wonder who died?"
"The world is in chaos. During the war last year, the death knell sounded endlessly!”
"It's the New Tianan Church!"
Everyone looked away and sat down.
Unfortunately, when the bespectacled man sat down, he was not prepared for the stool to shift a little. It was this slight shift that made him lose his balance.
When a person loses their balance, they will react subconsciously. For example, he could kick his legs backward to find his center of gravity. At the same time, he used both hands to pull at the object in front of him, trying to find a support point for his body that had lost its center of gravity.
Hence, his right hand moved to the table leg in front of him. The center of gravity of the table was slightly higher. The table that was originally somewhat heavy was pulled up by the strength of the bespectacled man, and the table became light.
In the end, the bespectacled man overturned the table, and a few bowls on the table fell down together, making a series of cracking sounds. The table was not affected by the force. It stumbled back with the bespectacled man to find its center of gravity.
The boss of the chaotic stall was still looking at the clock tower and did not pay attention to the situation behind him. He only heard a crash. When he turned around, the bespectacled man bumped into him.
The tall wonton cart flipped over onto the road along with the two of them.
Therefore, the spectacled man, the wonton stall owner, the wonton stall cart, and the unlucky table and stool all changed their posture after a series of clattering sounds. They found their new stable center of gravity.
The bespectacled man began to curse. He never expected that a good stall would be turned into a mess by him. He did not know that it was because of hooligans who came to cause trouble.
He got up, ignoring the soil on his body, and bowed repeatedly,"Boss Su, Boss Su, this is on me, this is on me.”
The first thing he did was to help the car, but the lady boss stopped him.
She couldn't hold the cart first, or else the noodles and wontons would all be scattered on the road. The Lady Boss didn't say a word and carefully began to pick them up, tears streaming down her face.
The bespectacled man hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the idle customers also stood up to help.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Boss Su said.”
Feng Yuan looked at the chaotic scene and shook his head. He put down the newspaper and returned the way he came.
When he turned the corner of the long street, he heard a few fierce brakes.
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Zhou Hui and Feng Yuan went out almost at the same time. She blended into the crowd under Feng Yuan's gaze.
Zhou Hui was a woman. She was also a very ordinary Shanghai woman. She was very compatible with Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan was calm, but Zhou Hui was calmer and colder than Feng Yuan. They were husband and wife, but not husband and wife. The two of them also had a moment of impulse, but the two of them with similar personalities did not ignite that spark into flames in the end.
Although there was no romantic ending between a man and a woman, they would die for each other. As the saying goes, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but when disaster comes, they fly separately. However, they were unwilling to escape alone when a disaster struck. They would use their lives to protect each other.
Although Zhou Hui was a woman, she looked like a hooligan now. Her hands were in her pockets, and her hair was tied up under her cap, making her cap look crooked. She was wearing a messy black loose coat and black knickers that covered her curves. She also wore a pair of sunglasses on her nose, the cheapest kind that could be found on the street.
At this moment, there were at least a thousand people dressed like this on the streets of Shanghai. It was difficult to tell who was who.
Zhou Hui whistled along the way. From time to time, she would be attracted by the fashionably dressed girls. She would stare at the alley with trembling legs, as if she was looking for any loopholes that she could make a move on.
After passing through Suzhou Creek and the streets and alleys, they arrived at a deep alley.
There was a small two-story building there. The north side of the building faced the deep alley. Its entrance was not in this alley, but in a courtyard in the south.
He looked left and right to see that there was no one around. He turned around and left the alley. He saw the wonton stall next to the entrance of the alley. He continued to wander to the south and entered a courtyard. After entering the courtyard, he continued to whistle. When there was no movement, he came to the door of the two-story building.
The owner of this house was a bachelor who worked in a Japanese company. He should be in class at the moment.
He took out a bunch of keys and easily unlocked the door. Then, he entered the room boldly.
Zhou Hui climbed up to the second floor with ease. She moved the ladder in the corner to the window of the attic in the south. She climbed up the ladder and pushed open the skylight. She saw the gray and tall tower opposite Suzhou Creek.
The two-story building wasn't very tall. There was a person on the roof, and even if he was crawling on it, it would still be quite eye-catching.
The window on the north side of the two-story building was too high for her, which affected her shooting accuracy. However, it was too low for her target, which affected her shooting angle. Zhou Hui chose to give up.
Zhou Hui stared at the church through the window calmly. She could not help but be stunned. At her age, a child should be able to do nothing, but her identity was still Mrs. Feng.
Would he still have the chance to walk into the church with his future self in this life? Zhou Hui laughed self-deprecatingly. This seemed to be the most unrealistic fantasy. The hundreds of agents in the military command Shanghai station were almost wiped out in a day. In this darkness where there was no tomorrow, how could they dare to have any extravagant hopes?
This damned war!
The bell rang. Zhou Hui shook her head and regained her cold expression. She climbed out of the skylight and pulled out a long oilcloth bag from the corner of a drain. She opened the oilcloth and saw a well-maintained Type 38 rifle inside.
At this moment, a commotion came from the entrance of the alley.
Zhou Hui did not seem to hear him. Her expression did not change at all. She quickly pulled the bolt and checked the gun. Then, she pushed the yellow 6.5mm caliber bullet into the chamber and slowly climbed up the chimney to the roof.
Lying on the roof, she and the gun had become one. Like a stone, like a piece of iron, like an ice sculpture, she was cold, with a cold gun barrel and cold eyes. She aimed at the end of the alley and did not move.
At this moment, she no longer looked like a woman, but a killing god, a killing god that lay quietly under the sun.
Everyone had done everything for her final blow.
For an assassin, the final blow was only one percent. The first ninety-nine percent of the preparation was for the subsequent blow!
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The bullet traveled 200 meters in the air and shattered the back door and window of the black Ford sedan at the intersection. It hit the left shoulder of the person sitting in the back row by the left window, and blood instantly exploded in the car.
The person sitting by the right window hurriedly lowered his head and occupied the space below the back seat.
After the person by the left window was shot, he hesitated for a moment. His left arm was numb as if he had been struck by lightning. His right hand subconsciously pressed on his left arm. Only then did he realize that he had been shot. By the time he hid, there was not much space for him to hide under the back door.
At this moment, the second bullet pierced through the glass again, leaving a bloody gash on the back of the injured person. With a pop, it shot into the right car door.
The bullet came from a long alley that was vertical to the road. There was a two-story building at the end of the alley.
Sitting in the front row of the car, the Special Higher Police Intelligence Team's Operation Captain, Ichiro Suzuki, shouted,""Charge over!"
The driver was very experienced. He stepped on the accelerator and glided a distance away from the dangerous alley, avoiding the three-wheeled motorcycle in front of him and the overturned wonton stall by the roadside.
Ichiro Suzuki jumped out of the car and shouted at the five people at the wonton stall,""Stay where you are. Kill whoever dares to move!”He pulled open the back door and dragged out a blood-stained person. He shouted anxiously,"Cheng Sang, Cheng Sang!"
Cheng Xiaofeng seemed to have suddenly woken up. He touched his body and smiled foolishly."Suzuki-kun, I'm fine. Quickly go and see Station Chief Wang!”
At this moment, the Japanese military police who were leading the way and holding the motorcycles had already jumped out of the car and rushed into the alley with guns. When they reached the bottom of the alley, they found that it was a dead alley. The window was a little high and small for the Japanese soldiers, so they ran back.
At this time, Ichiro Suzuki and the driver dragged Wang Xing out of the back seat.
At this moment, Wang Xing was already covered in blood. The first bullet hit his left upper arm. The bullet penetrated his left arm and embedded itself in his ribs, causing three bullet holes. The second bullet sliced through his back and grazed his spine, creating a one-centimeter-deep, twenty-centimeter-long gash. Flesh and blood gushed out. His life was not in danger for the time being, but if
If they did not stop the bleeding immediately, they would lose too much blood and delay the rescue. Fortunately, the Army Hospital was not far away.
"Stop the bleeding quickly. Go to the army hospital and call an ambulance!”
At this moment, the patrolling gendarmerie and police gathered from all directions.
The ambulance arrived very quickly. After emergency treatment, it sped away.
Cheng Xiaofeng sat by the roadside in a daze. He was in a daze. A wave of fear struck him. If he hadn't bent down immediately, then he would have died.
Ichiro Suzuki patted Cheng Xiaofeng's back and smiled.""Cheng Sang, you're really lucky!"
Cheng Xiaofeng raised his head and looked at the ambulance that had left. He muttered,"This Wang Xing's luck is pretty good too!"
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
It was obvious that this assassination was premeditated and targeted at Wang Xing.
At this time, the second captain of the military police, Daisuke Ozaki, also arrived with a team of military police. After asking about the situation, he immediately sealed off the scene and informed all checkpoints to strictly check and not let the killer go. He was dressed in black, black pants, and a cap.
Then, he brought the five people from the wonton stall back to the military police.
"Ai, Suzuki-kun, I'll leave this to you. I need to rush to the hospital. The director should be waiting for Wang Xing's report.”
"Alright, I'll send you there on a motorcycle!”
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Speaking of Station Master Wang Xing, it was necessary to mention the disaster half a month ago. It was almost a disaster for Juntong Shanghai Station.
In order to combat the arrogance of the Japanese army and boost the morale of the people, at the end of last year, when Juntong withdrew from the battlefield with the Special Forces, he gave the Shanghai station an assassination and destruction mission. The targets of the assassination were traitors, Japanese military officers, and traitors. The targets of destruction were the arsenal, Japanese docks, warehouses, military camps, gendarmerie, and Special Higher Police stations.
As a military commander who mainly gathered intelligence and captured hidden spies, doing this in an enemy occupied area, and doing it in a hurry, was simply courting death. It was not worth it to treat the intelligence elites as killers and soldiers. However, there was no other way. In the face of the arrogance of the Japanese army, the military commander had no choice but to do so.
Fortunately, the Japanese army had just occupied a large area, and the cooperation between the various institutions still needed to be adjusted. The personnel changes were frequent, and the arrogance of the occupying army caused them to be careless.
At the beginning of the operation, the Shanghai station did achieve some results. It made some noise, which not only swore the determination to resist the Japanese, but also gave the gradually numb Shanghai citizens a shot of confidence.
There were always two sides to the matter. After the incident, the Special Higher Police and the Military Police immediately retaliated.
Before the Battle of Songhu, the Special Higher Police and the Juntong Shanghai Station were engaged in a fierce war of intelligence. At the same time, they frequently fought with the Zhongtong and the Chinese Party.
The Special Higher Police was based in Hongkou District, while the Shanghai Station was based outside the concession. The war had caused great damage to the foundations of both sides.
However, now that it was the Japanese zone, the difficulties for Shanghai Station were even greater and more severe. In particular, most of the bases and safe houses of Shanghai Station outside the concession were destroyed, causing Shanghai Station to have to be rearranged. The result was that their foundations were unstable. The various teams had yet to fully establish themselves. After a few operations, their strength and concealment had been completely exposed to the Special Higher Police's intelligence team.
At the edge of the concession, Juntong Shanghai Station suffered a catastrophe. The Special Higher Police had investigated the Shanghai station headquarters, and there were already agents within the military that had been instigated by the Special Higher Police. The Shanghai headquarters was jointly surrounded by the Detective Unit, the Special Higher Police, and the Military Police. After paying more than 30 elites, Wang Xing and the remaining ten hidden agents were captured.
Wang Xing did not choose to commit suicide because he still cared about his life.
Wang Xing did not choose to face all kinds of torture instruments because he had seen all kinds of torture instruments and torture scenes.
The fear of death and pain was a normal person's instinct. In the end, Wang Xing could not get rid of a normal person's instinct.
Therefore, he chose to surrender.
However, he did not confess all the members of the Shanghai station. He deliberately let go of the two special agent teams planted in the concession and the one hidden outside the concession.
At the Shanghai station, he knew that the deputy station chief of the three special agent teams had died. At present, only he knew. As long as he did not say anything, the Japanese would not know.
This was his shrewdness. He had to leave some leeway for himself. Perhaps he would have the chance to meet his former colleagues in the future.
The other six teams were removed within a day. Other than a few agents who died bravely, the original Shanghai station had more than 40 hidden agents. Under Wang Xing's leadership, they chose to surrender and become a member of the investigation team. The Detective Squad was a spy organization made up of Chinese people under the Special Higher Police. They carried out the tasks of stalking in the concession, searching for suspicious targets, and cooperating with the Special Higher Police.
In that disaster, almost all those who were not afraid of death died.
Those who survived also had a reason to survive. This reason was given to them by Wang Xing-listen to the arrangements of the station chief!
The reason was absurd. Don't forget, from the moment Wang Xing surrendered, he was no longer the station chief.
Don't forget, they also had another identity, they were soldiers of the Celestial Empire.
They chose a non-existent reason and ignored the dignity of a soldier, as well as the dignity of a Chinese citizen.
Of course, people could live without dignity.
Just like that, Wang Xing turned from a lurker to a hunter.
From being an anti-Japanese elite of the party and state, he had suddenly become a lackey loyal to the Japanese.
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