At dawn, there was a roar of motors in the yard of No. 53 Ji'e Lane, Nanjing. Then, the big black iron door was opened, and a black Ford car came out of the yard.
Driving out.
The car slowly drove out of this unattractive-looking narrow alley. As the horn honked, pedestrians rushing to the early morning market at the entrance of the alley were pushed away like water. Several patrol policemen on duty saw the license plate number and hurriedly got out of the way.
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Without it, there are a few big words clearly written on the blue pass on the front windshield of the car:
Division 2, Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.
Only those who are familiar with the inside story know that the Second Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is the public name of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service, and that No. 53 Ji'e Lane is the office address of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service.
The car passed through the quaint residential houses and drove on the streets of Nanjing District 1 (today's Xuanwu District). The driver in the blue tunic suit at the front of the car turned his head slightly and said, "Boss, where are you going?"
"Tiger Bridge."
A middle-aged man sitting in the back seat of the car said three words.
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The car traveled all the way and soon arrived near Zhongshan in the north of Nanjing, where the Tiger Bridge is located.
However, there are neither tigers nor bridges near Tiger Bridge. There is only a small alley called Tiger Bridge, and inside this alley is the location of the famous First Model Prison of the Republic of China, which the locals call Tiger Bridge Prison.
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The car arrived in front of the famous prison. The driver looked at the three-meter-high wall and the guard towers inside, and turned around and asked: "Boss, do you want to send a message?"
"No need," the middle-aged man shook his head, "Just wait here."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and looked from the side. This person had a high nose, long eyebrows, and tight lips, which looked extremely serious. If the requirements were not too strict and his thin and long face was ignored,
This man can be regarded as a rare and beautiful man.
The car waited quietly at the prison gate for half an hour. The small iron gate next to the prison's large iron gate finally opened, and a young man in a gray tunic suit walked out under the escort of two sentries.
There was also a prison officer who looked like a leader. The young man was talking and laughing with the prison officer. The prison officer was also carrying a suitcase in his hand, which seemed to be the young man's luggage.
When the middle-aged man sitting in the car saw this scene, he couldn't help but snorted, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face. When the driver next to him saw this, he smiled and said:
"It seems that Section Chief Fang has been locked up for more than a year, but there haven't been any big changes."
The middle-aged man in the back row became even more angry when he heard this, but when he saw that the young man had already picked up his suitcase and walked towards the car, he managed to suppress his unhappiness.
The young man walked up to the front of the car, smiled and greeted the driver: "Secretary Tang, I can just find a rickshaw to go back by myself. Why do you bother to go there yourself?"
Secretary Tang didn't speak, just laughed and glanced behind him.
"Ouch!"
The young man suddenly jumped up, rushed to the back row in a few steps, and said to the car window with an attentive face:
"The director is here too? With his current status, how can he be worthy of being picked up by the director himself? This is really embarrassing for the humble position. The humble position is really scared and has no place. This..."
The middle-aged man in the back row is none other than Dai Jiangshan, the director of the Secret Service of Fuxing Society, one of the two major secret service agencies of the Nanjing government!
"boarding!"
Dai Jiangshan interrupted the young man's hypocrisy. With his eyesight, how could he not see that he was sitting inside? He was just showing his attentiveness.
The young man had a smile on his face, said nothing more, opened the car door and sat next to the middle-aged man.
"Fang Tu, I think you enjoyed your stay at Tiger Bridge. How about staying there for a few more years?"
After getting in the car, the middle-aged man finally couldn't bear the unhappiness in his heart and sneered.
"Don't dare, I'm joking, Virgo," the young man named Fang Tu waved his hands repeatedly, "This guy lost everything when he speculated in futures in Shanghai. I just gave him a few pointers, and he has made some money back in the past six months.
, that’s why we got a little warm with me.”
Virgo shook his head, too lazy to say anything more, and Fang Tu also closed his mouth knowingly.
The car sped along and soon returned to the three-story building at No. 53 Ji'e Lane. The Virgo led the two of them up. Along the way, everyone they saw in the Virgo bowed their heads respectfully and said hello, and there were a few others.
Everyone saw Fang Tu behind him and greeted him warmly:
"Section Chief Fang is back too?"
After exchanging pleasantries along the way, the three people quickly walked into the director's office on the second floor.
After entering the door, Virgo sat back behind his large blue desk, motioned for Fang Tu to sit down, and then asked:
"You have been in prison for this year, have you forgotten all your skills?"
"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten," Fang Tu's face became serious. "In the past year, I have studied diligently every day in prison. I have studied the Introduction to the Three People's Principles and the Principal's Notes with great concentration, and I have learned a lot."
"Haha," Virgo sneered, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have a task. Please give me the details and give me some advice."
"Virgo, please speak."
When it came to the task, Fang Tu immediately seemed to be a different person, and he looked particularly capable and serious.
Virgo nodded with satisfaction and said:
"In the past few days, a traitor named Zhang Jingyao has sneaked into Peiping from the Northeast. This man has a huge sum of 7 million, and he is trying to bribe people from all walks of life in Peiping and Tianjin for the Japanese. The principal has spoken, and this man must be eradicated as soon as possible.
This person now lives in the Liuguo Hotel in Dongjiaomin Lane, Beiping. This is the specific environment around the Liuguo Hotel. Take a look."
After speaking, Virgo took out a document from the briefcase next to him and handed it to Fang Tu.
Fang Tu opened the document and looked carefully at the map of Dongjiaomin Lane and the floor structure of the Liuguo Hotel. On the third floor, there were three rooms marked in red circles.
"Zhang Jingyao is a powerful Beiyang warlord. He shoots with both hands, is outstanding in riding and shooting, and has good kung fu. When he came back to Peking, he brought two bodyguards with him. The three of them lived on the third floor of the Liuguo Hotel, and they changed rooms every night.
, no one knows which of the three rooms he is staying in. Also, the Six Nations Hotel is heavily guarded, making it difficult to get in and out. Even if you succeed, it will be very difficult to evacuate, and...
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Virgo introduced the situation to Fang Tu in detail. It seemed that this task was very important, and Virgo was very attentive to it. Fang Tu did not dare to neglect it, ranging from the layout of the surrounding police force to all the details of the room.
Asked them all one by one.
"In this way," Fang Tu finally came up with an idea after discussing for a long time, "You don't need to have too many people, just four people. Three people will stay in the hotel, and one person will come from below to help evacuate. Since this person often changes rooms, it will be difficult to do it at night.
It's too big. It's easy to kill the wrong person in the dark. If you do it during the day, there will be dense police around Embassy Street, making it difficult to escape. Therefore, the best time to do it is in the early morning, when the sky is just getting bright. At this time, people
The police force is sparse and the police force is exhausted, so this is the best time to take action."
Having said this, Fang Tu raised his head and looked out the window. It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning and the sky was already bright. Fang Tu nodded and said, "It's better to start around five thirty."
"Yeah." Virgo nodded, with no emotion or anger on his face.
"Also, although we do it in the early morning, we still need to figure out Zhang Jingyao's behavior. Since this person has the habit of shaving his face in the morning, we must find out his specific location in the early morning. What I mean is,
Send someone to live nearby, pretend to go to the wrong door, confirm Zhang Jingyao's specific room, and then take action." Fang Tu added.
"It makes sense." Virgo nodded still noncommittally.
"Specific manpower," Fang Tu touched his chin, "Over in Beiping, Brother Tianmu should still make the decision. I don't know how many capable candidates there are now, but the people who stay at the Liuguo Hotel are either rich or noble, and ordinary young people
If you are not competent, it is best to find an experienced and prudent person to inquire about the information, so that it is not easy to arouse the other party's suspicion."
"Not bad." Virgo nodded slightly.
Fang Tu's eyes flickered, as if he was weighing something. After a moment, he finally said:
"When I was in prison, I heard that Deputy Director Zheng was concurrently serving as the district chief in Peiping. He is from Hainan and is proficient in Nanyang dialect. He is also very elegant. Let him play the role of a wealthy businessman to find out the news. It will be foolproof."
As soon as he finished speaking, Virgo suddenly let out a long sigh, looked at Fang Tu and said: