On the way back, Minglou, who was in the back seat of the car, asked, "A-Cheng, did you find anything?"

Mingcheng replied while driving: "Nothing was found, and there was nothing suspicious. Although Mingtai's operation was exposed, the process was still quite clean."

"That's good. As long as there is no evidence left, it will be fine. By the way, who do you think the person who helped Mingtai get out of trouble will be?"

"Didn't you say it was the Japanese Communist Party?"

"It's hard to say, my intuition tells me it's not that simple."

"You mean this is probably a scam directed and performed by Yoko Minami. Then isn't Mingtai in danger?"

"That's not the case. I don't think Minami Yoko is so bold as to risk the Japanese consul's daughter. If something goes wrong, it won't be solved as easily as retiring from his position."

Mingcheng shook his head helplessly and said: "This Mingtai is too troublesome. How about I go to the photo studio tonight to check the situation?"

"No, it's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it. The more important the moment, the less likely you are to act rashly. Before you see the situation clearly, the more you do, the easier it is to make mistakes."

Minglou raised the curtains, looked at the Japanese soldiers running on the street through the car window, and sighed.

"I'm afraid many people won't be able to sleep tonight!"

French Concession, East China Film Studio.

After Yu Manli and Guo Qiyun met Mingtai and Zhang Jin at Suzhou River, the four of them returned to their base together.

After closing the door, Yu Manli couldn't wait to ask: "What happened? Why are you dressed like this?"

"It's a long story, Guo Qiyun, this is the information I took secretly. You can take the film and develop the photos immediately." Mingtai took out the camera from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

Zhang Jin took off his Japanese skin and picked out a random outfit from the hanger: "Let me wear this outfit first."

"What happened? You should talk!" Yu Manli urged, looking at the two of them.

"Let Mingtai tell you, I'm going back. Oh, by the way, Mingtai, this is your watch, remember not to miss anything next time."

Mingtai took the damaged watch from Zhang Jin and frowned slightly: "I was negligent."

Zhang Jin patted his shoulder, turned and walked towards the door.

"Zhang Jin." Mingtai stopped him, "Thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't be able to come back."

"You're welcome, don't act alone next time, you are not me."

"I know you're good, right?" Mingtai scolded with a smile, raised his hand to hold Zhang Jin's shoulders and pushed him out of the door, "Let's go, hurry up and save me from being upset!"

Looking at the East China Photo Studio with the door closed, Zhang Jin put away the smile on his face, lowered the brim of his hat, wrapped his windbreaker tightly, turned around and disappeared into the dark end of the street.

Late at night, everything is quiet at Wusongkou Pier.

In the cabin of a cargo ship that had just sailed out of the dock, several guards were sitting together playing dice. The chandelier above cast a circle of dim light, separating the few people from the dim environment around them, as if they were two worlds.

.

"Huang Laosi, what the hell are you doing again? You can't afford to lose!"

"Fuck you, why don't I go out and pee? Do I have to pee in your mouth?"

"Go away, motherfucker! Look at how unlucky you are, you can't do anything, you're the first to pee!"

"I'm just strong at the bottom, what do you think?" Huang Laosi spat, cursed and walked out of the cabin to the deck. He stood on the side of the ship and pulled down his belt. Just as he was about to refresh himself, out of the corner of his eye,

But suddenly I found a figure standing on the bow of the boat.

"Damn it, why is there a figure on the bow of the boat in the middle of the night? I must have seen it wrong."

Huang Laosi blinked, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, because every time he blinked, the figure would become larger, as if it was getting closer and closer to him.

"Are you Huang Laosi?" The figure suddenly asked as he got closer.

"Who are you?" Huang Laosi's voice was trembling.

His mind was inexplicably reminded of the rumors about the corpses deposited under the estuary and the resentful ghost looking for someone to take his place and be reincarnated.

"Your uncle."

"Grandpa, spare your life! I'll give you whatever you want!" Huang Laosi immediately knelt down with a plop.

Eh? Zhang Jin looked at the timid Huang Laosi in front of him speechlessly. He thought he would have to put in a lot of effort, but he didn't expect the other party to surrender so quickly.

"I'll ask, you answer. If you don't answer well, I'll send you down."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will tell you everything I know!" Huang Laosi quickly kowtowed.

"Put your pants on first."

"Eh."

"This way you can be dignified even if you die."

"..." Huang Laosi suddenly stopped when he was halfway through his pants.

"Let's start with something simple. What kind of cargo do you think this ship is carrying?" Zhang Jin asked.

Huang Laosi answered honestly: "They are all smuggled goods, cigarettes, liquor and other in-demand goods, and... and..."

"What else? Say it!" Zhang Jin said sharply.

"There is also a batch of guns and ammunition!" Huang Laosi said quickly.

"What is the destination of the shipment?"

"Sanlipu Warehouse on the outskirts of the city."

Zhang Jin silently wrote down the name of the place and asked, "Do you know who the owner of this batch of goods is?"

"I don't know, but he must be a big shot. No ordinary businessman would dare to smuggle. And it's not the first time."

After everything he wanted to know was clarified, Zhang Jin said to Huang Laosi: "You can leave."

"Thank you, uncle! Thank you, uncle!" Huang Laosi was overjoyed.

The next day, No. 76, the Operations Office.

Liang Zhongchun, who was discussing with his team members about arranging today's concession inspection tasks, was suddenly interrupted by a phone ringing.

He walked to the table impatiently and picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

A very familiar voice came from the phone: "Director Liang, something happened!"

"What happened? Tell me slowly, did the suspect run away, or did the informant regret it?" Liang Zhongchun signaled to the other party to calm down.

"The suspect ran away."

"How many ran away?"

"They're all gone! Director Liang, they're all gone!" The tone on the other end of the phone was very anxious.

"What!? They all ran away?" Liang Zhongchun was shocked and yelled angrily, "What on earth are you doing for food? How can you let them run away when they are tied up so well! Do you know how much I have to bear if these suspects run away?

It’s my responsibility! If something happens to me, you’ll have to walk around without food!”

"Director Liang, the other party's technique is clean and neat. It is obviously not something ordinary people can do. Would you like to come and see for yourself?"

"I'm very busy today. I will try my best to take time to go over there tonight and take a look. Don't be idle. Send people to catch all the escaped suspects!" After Liang Zhongchun finished speaking, he put it down with a bang.

microphone.

He turned around and saw his brother-in-law Tong Hu approaching and asking: "Brother-in-law, what suspect ran away?"

"None of your business! How many times have I told you to call me Director Liang in the unit!" Liang Zhongchun glared at this incompetent brother-in-law, stretched out his hand to push him away, and said to the other team members, "Let's go now.

, go to the concession to perform tasks!”

"yes!"

Members of the action team filed out.

Liang Zhongchun turned to look at Tong Hu aside, raised his crutch and cursed: "What are you still doing? Go down and prepare the car! Are you going to piss me off if you ask me to remind you of this?"

!”

"Yes, brother-in-law, don't be angry, I'll go right away!" Tong Hu hurriedly ran away holding his head.

Evening, Liang family.

After a busy day, Liang Zhongchun returned home and heard his wife's gentle greeting: "You're back! Why are you so late today?"

Liang Zhongchun hung up his coat and hat and walked into the living room on crutches. His face was full of sorrow: "Forget it, the Japanese consulate was bombed by thugs last night. It is said that the consul's daughter was also implicated. The Japanese were furious. These days I

I’m afraid it won’t stop!”

When Mrs. Liang heard this, she looked a little unnatural and winked at her husband.

"Why do you keep blinking, your eyes are itchy?" Liang Zhongchun suddenly stopped as he was talking and looked at Zhang Jin sitting on the sofa in the living room, "Who are you? Madam, who is he?"

"Don't you know your friend?" Mrs. Liang looked worried.

Liang Zhongchun looked Zhang Jin up and down, his little eyes full of suspicion and vigilance, and his hand had already grasped the handle of the gun, and asked: "Friend, do I know you?"

"You should know this by now, right?" Zhang Jin threw a small piece of something in front of him.

Liang Zhongchun was afraid that he was cheating, so he asked his wife to pick up the things on the ground, then put them in front of him and looked at them carefully and smelled them: "Soot? What do you mean by throwing a piece of soot to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind!
To be continued...