A large number of spies had already appeared on the three streets around Dachang Street. After these spies arrived, they did not rush in immediately, but directly erected fences around Dachang Street.
Now it is no longer allowed to enter or leave, and there are still a large number of Japanese military police guarding the surroundings, their bright bayonets shining coldly under the illumination of the street lights.
The people around him were already so frightened that they fled far away.
"What the hell, it's this bunch of dog spies again. They have no ability and only know how to bully their own people!"
"Honey, stop talking. These people have sharp ears. If they accidentally hear it, our whole family will be in bad luck. Stop talking!" A middle-aged man next to him looked at the spies outside with a bad look on his face, but he didn't dare
It shows that after all, he knows exactly what kind of virtue these people are.
"By the way, Lao Song, life is getting harder and harder these days. We are almost out of rice, and we don't know if we will be able to survive in the future!"
The woman also shut up and stopped talking about the matter, but she still talked about the situation at home with a wry smile.
"There will be some rice. When my salary is paid this month, I will buy some and bring it back."
"Salary, I guess the whole family will have to eat rice porridge for a month. The price of rice..."
After the woman finished speaking, she stopped talking because she heard a knock on the door.
"Open the door, open the door, check!"
At this time, the noise outside became louder. It was obvious that someone was knocking on the door, and the attitude was quite unfriendly. It seemed that they were the police or maybe a spy.
When the woman heard this, her expression suddenly changed with fright. After all, this matter was no small matter.
"Master, what should I do? What should I do?"
"Let me open the door. After all, how can we avoid this matter? If we can't avoid it, we can only..." The man was also quite helpless, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
It was a cold light before murder, and the woman was just an ordinary Shanghai woman with no other identity.
"I'll open the door!"
The man was also quite helpless. He did not take any other actions. After all, it was a little late for him to take other actions. After all, the agents arrived faster than he thought and there were more people.
As he opened the door, he saw five agents rushing in. If he hadn't taken a step back when he opened the door, he might have been hit by the door.
Or even later, the door will be kicked open or even fall down.
These agents don't care about anything else. They just kick in the door and check again.
"Stand still and don't move, or I'll kill you!"
When the two agents saw that there was only one man and one woman in the house, they directly threatened them, while the other three agents also started to stir up trouble in the small home.
He rummaged around on the bed, in the box, in the corner, and even in the toilet. He searched so carefully.
But the man at home had his hands tucked into his sleeves, and his body was extremely tense, but he kept a scared look on his face.
There was even a place where he didn't dare to look. It was no other place, but a blank space behind the gate.
There is just an ordinary calendar picture hanging on it, only a 40-centimeter-sized calendar picture.
As the whole house was turned into a mess, Lao Song could only watch. Faced with two pistols pointed at him, he could not do anything he wanted to do.
There are only two rooms in the house, the inner room and the outer room, but both the inner room and the outer room have been renovated, and they are only three feet away from being dug up.
But no one noticed the small calendar behind the door, and the door was still open.
"Report to the captain, there is nothing!"
"Report to the captain, we didn't find it either!"
"Okay, let's go to the next one!"
When the team leader who pointed the gun at Lao Song heard this, he immediately turned around and left Lao Song and rushed to another house.
At this time, almost every house in this area had spies and even Japanese soldiers. As for what the Japanese soldiers would do, no one could guarantee.
After all, they heard a gunshot and several agents rushed over.
Although Lao Song was worried, he still closed the door, holding the door with his back a little weakly. His heart was almost in his throat just now.
Now that the agents had left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He is none other than his codename is Lao Song, and his pseudonym is also Song. He is the deputy leader of the 10th Group, and he should have been notified.
But then I thought that the entire area was completely sealed off. There was no way to notify them.
And everyone sent here can only stay outside and cannot come in at all.
The same goes for Lao Song, the team leader. He was surrounded by spies and Japanese soldiers. He was almost scared out of his mind and left now.
But who would have thought that right behind the door, behind a small calendar, there is a small hidden compartment with weapons hidden in it.
He had a pistol and a lot of bullets. Although he had no identification, he also knew that as soon as he was caught, his skin would be peeled off even if he died, and he might even never be able to get out.
And his wife didn't know about Lao Song's situation, she just thought that Lao Song was also scared. After all, these spies pointed guns at them. If they said they were not scared, it would be a lie.
It's just that Lao Song was quite nervous at this time. After all, in these two streets, except for the members of their tenth group, there were four people in total, including him, and the group leader had been transferred.
He is in charge of the intelligence collection on these two streets, and even more on the outside.
They have many identities, including teahouse workers, shoe shiners, cart pullers, and even he, the deputy team leader, is also a waiter.
Places with a large flow of people are the best places for them to go. After all, it is easier to gather information only in places with a lot of people.
"Old Song, I'm afraid..."
"It's okay. When this incident is over, we can move out. It's too unsafe here. Where can we move to? The whole of China is at war!"
Lao Song also sighed, and then began to think about it. Temporary team leader is not that easy.
Similarly, he also knew the character of the original team leader and team members. If they hadn't made too many moves, they might have been captured and executed by the Japanese or spies.
"Yes, where can I move to?"
When the woman heard this, she also sighed.
Only Lao Song himself knew that he was leaving. At least, he was going to change his position here and elsewhere. This time he was almost exposed. The higher-ups must have known about the situation here.
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Similarly, just when he was safe here, two young men in the other two rooms were directly arrested, and one of them was even directly shot to death by the agents.
These two team members were both Lao Song's men. There were four people in the team. One died and one escaped. That is to say, the driver of the cart did not come back. The result was that one of the two was dead, one was injured, and the other escaped.
The one who ran away was the driver. He pulled a long-distance vehicle tonight and ran a little further. But when he was about to go home, he realized something was wrong.
So he also called a few of Ah Fa's men to notify Zhang Tianhao in time, and then started making arrangements.
Looking at the spies on the street from a distance, he hid aside and wanted to run in and notify Lao Song and the others. However, he tried several times, but never succeeded.
Moreover, he was almost discovered by the spies once or twice, and he was a little helpless and even looked a little depressed.