After Chen Shu's public meeting, he sat in the office for a long time. After the meeting, Tao Jie was called to Nozaki's office, but he did not attend.
This was unimaginable when Nakayama Ryoichi was the captain.
After Yang Yushan died, Chen Shugong felt that there was a very strange atmosphere in the military police unit.
It was as if there was a pair of invisible black hands pinching his neck secretly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He wanted to find the black hands, but the other party concealed them too well.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break away from the other party.
Chen Shugong felt that he was surrounded by quagmire that could swallow him up at any time.
In the past few days, he would come to the National Hotel every day to feel what happened when Yang Yushan was shot.
Chen Shugong also knew that someone was secretly watching him.
Surveillance or not, you have no regrets. Even if the Japanese come, you won't have to worry.
The seat chosen by Chen Shugong is similar to Lu Chengzhou. He can see the entrance of the cafe and is closer to the back door.
Moreover, the lighting in his seat is relatively dim, so it would be difficult to spot him if people who come in are not paying attention.
Lu Chengzhou suddenly waved his hand, asked the waiter to bring him a pen and paper, and wrote a note with his left hand.
When he went to the service counter to check out, Lu Chengzhou tore off the note, took out a banknote from his wallet, and whispered to the waiter.
Although Chen Shugong could have a panoramic view of the cafe from his position, he was more thinking about his own problems.
Holding a small silver spoon, he gently stirred the coffee, but his thoughts flew elsewhere.
"Sir, a gentleman gave this to you."
When the waiter carried the plate and delivered the note to Chen Shugong, his thoughts were brought back.
"Where is that gentleman?" Chen Shugong took the note and asked.
"I just left," the waiter said politely.
"Where was that gentleman sitting just now?" Chen Shugong took out his wallet and put a five-yuan French currency in the tray.
"It's right behind you." The waiter pointed to the seat where Lu Chengzhou was sitting just now.
"That man in the gray coat and glasses?" Although Chen Shugong was wandering in his mind just now, the waiter reminded him and he immediately recalled it.
This is the instinct of an agent. As an old agent, Chen Shugong has developed such an instinct.
"Yes." The waiter bowed, turned around and left while holding the plate.
Sending a note and earning two tips made him feel happy.
Chen Shugong opened the note, and there was only one sentence on it: The Japanese have concluded that you are a traitor, and I hope you will leave as soon as possible.
At the end of the note, draw a match.
Seeing this match, Chen Shugong's pupils suddenly shrank.
Will "Match" appear here?
When he came in just now, he actually glanced at that corner.
In the entire cafe, the location of Match is the most ideal.
But at this time, Chen Shugong had no time to think about the location of the matches.
The Japanese have concluded that he is a traitor?
Chen Shugong took out a match and burned the note, sneering secretly in his heart.
The Japanese are not pigs, so how could they make such a judgment?
However, after taking a sip of coffee, Chen Shugong was suddenly stunned.
When the Japanese put false information in the milk, only he and Yang Yushan could see it.
After all, Takahashi Toyichi took the milk bottle back at that time, and the information inside was indeed taken away.
If the Japanese don't believe that Yang Yushan is an undercover military commander, he is the only one.
But haven't the Japanese already concluded that Yang Yushan is the number one member of the military's undercover team?
Judging from the attitude of the Japanese toward Yang Yushan after his death and the fact that he was secretly followed, the Japanese may have set off smoke bombs.
There is also the meeting held this afternoon. The military commander will take action in the French Concession in the near future, but he will not elaborate on the content of the action later.
I'm afraid this information is just for myself.
Chen Shugong secretly smiled bitterly. Can this matter be explained to the Japanese? He could explain it before. On the surface, Kawasaki Hiroshi seemed to believe it, but what?
There are also matches. Is he waiting for me in the coffee shop?
If the person following him saw that Match appeared in the same cafe as him and passed a note to him, it would be even harder to explain.
If you are really worried about something, something will happen.
Just as Chen Shugong was about to get up and leave, he suddenly saw Jin Timing walking in.
Chen Shugong sighed secretly, without the support of the Japanese, would Jin Timing dare to come to see him?
"Mr. Chen is so laid-back." Jin Timing looked around and found that Chen Shugong had not left. He walked over with a smile and sat directly opposite Chen Shugong.
Jin Timing was very interested in Chen Shugong because he hated military rule.
It was the military commander who took away Jin Lianzhen's life, and it was the military commander who made him lose everything.
Just now at the entrance of the National Hotel, he saw a man in a gray coat with sallow complexion walking quickly along the wall after coming out of the main entrance.
People coming out of the National Hotel either take rickshaws or cars. When will they be able to walk?
And he was walking so hastily, because he was walking fast and limping, which attracted his attention even more.
After walking a certain distance, the man actually stopped a rickshaw. Jin Timing was really curious now.
He suddenly thought, could this person be a military commander?
When this idea came to my mind, a name quickly jumped out: Matches.
Although Jin Timing had never seen a match, he heard Nozaki describe him as being of medium height, with sallow skin, and seemed to be a little lame when walking.
"Are you following me?" Chen Shugong leaned back in his chair, folded his hands and said with a sneer.
"I don't dare. I happen to want to come and have a cup of coffee." Jin Timing said lightly.
Chen Shugong is no better than Yang Yushan. Without complete evidence, the Japanese will never touch him.
If it were anyone else, the Japanese would have run out of patience and been sent directly to the labor camps.
"Whether you are following me or not, I have to tell you the fact that your efforts will be in vain." Chen Shugong did not want to sit at the same table as Jin Timing.
After saying that, Chen Shugong paid and left.
Jin Timing called the waiter over, gave him two more bills, and asked about what happened in the cafe just now.
If he can get three tips for one thing, the waiter feels that his career has reached its peak.
Each of these people was more generous than the other. The first one gave five yuan, the second one gave ten yuan, and this one actually gave twenty yuan.
He felt that at this rate, it would only take him a few months to live a life like the others.
The tip given by Jin Timing was the fund of the Intelligence Room, so he really didn't feel bad.
After all, the money was well spent, because he got the notebook with matches for writing.
With the help of a pencil, he scribbled diagonally on the blank paper. Soon, a line of clear writing appeared on the paper: The Japanese have concluded that you are a traitor, and I hope you will leave as soon as possible.
The final signature is also clearly visible, it is just a match.
