Seeing Zhou Qingshan coming out of the alley, Ning Zhicheng hurried forward to greet him and whispered: "The person who came out first was on the phone at Hengda Trading Company. What he said must be code words. Long gown, gray hat, knife-striped face,
Mustache..."
Zhou Qingshan said: "I know. Keep an eye on Jiang Rumeng."
Jiang Rumeng carried her suitcase, got into a rickshaw on the street, and left in a hurry.
Ning Zhicheng followed behind on his bicycle.
Zhou Qingshan thought for a moment and stepped into Hengda Trading Company.
There is a telephone on the counter.
There is a sign next to it: Charge 0.5 yuan per minute.
Chen Bingsheng stood in front of the window with his hands folded, an anxious look on his face, and he leaned out from time to time to peek out.
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He said, let’s have an interview. I’m at Xiaodongmen Hengda Trading Company.”
To outsiders, Zhou Qingshan was discussing stock prices with clients.
In fact, this was a secret code between him and Hua Kezhi.
This means that there are action tasks.
Ten minutes later, Hua Kezhi appeared in front of Hengda Trading Company.
Zhou Qingshan stepped out.
The phone on the counter suddenly rang. Boss Chen picked up the phone, listened for a while, and said, "Who is Mr. Chen?"
Chen Bingsheng said quickly: "I am."
"Mr. Chen, I have a call for you."
Boss Chen put the phone on the counter and said with a smile: "My surname is Chen, too. We were the same family five hundred years ago."
Chen Bingsheng smiled, reached for the phone, and whispered: "Hello, I'm Chen Bingsheng."
"Come back first." Jiang Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"But……"
"I've arranged everything, don't worry."
"good."
Chen Bingsheng paid the phone bill and walked out of Hengda Trading Company.
When he came to the street, he walked straight towards the city gate.
Zhou Qingshan turned around, winked at Hua Kezhi, and whispered: "He is the traitor Chen Bingsheng."
Hua Kezhi nodded slightly and followed him not too far away.
Under normal circumstances, first determine where the traitor lives, and then arrange the anti-rape operation based on his daily routine.
Zhou Qingshan obviously had other plans. He observed secretly for a while, slowly followed Hua Kezhi, and said, "If there is a chance, we will get rid of him today."
"I came alone, without helpers or guns." Hua Kezhi lit a cigarette as he walked.
"I'll help you."
"Why so urgent?"
"There is something very important that I want to ask him personally."
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
People are coming and going on the street.
The two walked in tandem, as if they didn't know each other.
After a brief exchange, they immediately distanced themselves.
In the old city of Shanghai, three watchtowers were built around the city, including one near the Xiaodongmen.
The enemy tower is also called the Qiao tower. It is used by the defending troops of each section of the city for observation during wartime. It is also a resting place for patrolling soldiers to shelter from wind and rain.
If an enemy attack is detected, the lookout post is responsible for setting off smoke to warn the enemy.
When Shanghai was first built as a city, it was mainly used to prevent Japanese pirates from invading the city. The city gates were built short and narrow, causing frequent traffic jams.
The Shanghai City Hall is already meeting to study and plan to demolish the city wall, which is basically in an abandoned state.
In that case, the old city and the British Concession will be connected, which will undoubtedly promote economic development.
Against this background, except for children and men and women in love, few people would come to the increasingly dilapidated city walls.
Watching Chen Bingsheng enter the city gate cave, Hua Kezhi and Zhou Qingshan followed immediately.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment, then walked around to the side of the enemy tower and climbed up the stairs.
In late autumn, the cold wind blows on the city wall, and when you look around, you can't even see a single person.
Standing behind the city wall, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery outside the city.
Soon, Chen Bingsheng came out of the city gate and walked north along the city moat.
After a while, Hua Kezhi and Zhou Qingshan also appeared one after another.
The sky is getting darker and darker.
The figures of people walking on the street are becoming increasingly blurry.
The public facilities in the old city are outdated, especially near the city moat. There is only a dim street lamp erected every twenty meters or so.
According to city hall regulations, street lights are turned on after six o'clock in the evening.
It is now 5:55, five minutes before the street lights are turned on, and the street is still dark.
Zhou Qingshan walked a few steps, came to Hua Kezhi, and said: "This opportunity is not to be missed, let's do it!"
Huakezhi was somewhat hesitant.
There was no response or cover, and the attack was hasty. What if the enemy set up an ambush?
Zhou Qingshan said: "The neighborhood is well connected in all directions, and you can enter the concession in three to two minutes. Besides, bumping into Chen Bingsheng today was purely an accident. It is impossible for the enemy to set up an ambush in advance."
Huakezhi thought for a while and felt that what Zhou Qingshan said made sense.
As long as he ran back to the British Concession, even if there was an ambush nearby, the Chinese police would be helpless.
Not far ahead, there are a series of alleys and alleys.
Hua Kezhi squatted down, pulled out the dagger from his trouser leg, and quickly caught up with Chen Bingsheng in front.
Xu Siqi glanced at his watch, it was now 6:05.
Ordinarily, the street lights should be turned on.
The lights in the city compartment were brightly lit, and the street lights had been turned on on time, but it was still dark near the city moat.
Under the city tower, the tip of the knife was pressed against Chen Bingsheng's ribs.
Hua Kezhi said in a low voice: "Brother, I haven't been very well off lately, so I'd like to lend you a few pieces of money."
Chen Bingsheng was startled and said quickly: "Good man, if you have something to say, please take all the money in my pocket."
"Go over there!"
Hua Kezhi gave Chen Bingsheng a push.
Chen Bingsheng looked around and reluctantly walked towards the alley.
Entering the alley, Zhou Qingshan walked out of the shadows, looked Chen Bingsheng up and down, and said: "Chen Bingsheng, if you want to survive, answer the questions honestly."
Only then did Chen Bingsheng become alert. These two were not gang members who were just trying to trick someone into a trap.
"You, who are you?"
"What do you think?"
“…”
"I ask you again, do you know Jiang Rumeng?"
"know."
"What's your relationship with her?"
"When we were in Ruijin, she and I were boyfriend and girlfriend. Later, we separated due to personality differences..."
Chen Bingsheng felt uneasy.
The extradition clause applied to him and Zhang Yafan, and the British Concession handed them over to the Shanghai Police Station.
All cases involving the Communist Party will eventually fall into the hands of the Secret Service.
So, after staying at the police station for a few hours, I was picked up by a car sent by the Secret Service.
According to Jiang Bin's arrangement, Chen Bingsheng lived in Anfu Lane near the city moat, and was usually secretly protected by people from the Secret Service.
Seeing that he was being held hostage, why didn’t the agents show up?
Could it be that they didn't notice this because the street lights weren't on?
We can only delay as much time as possible and wait for the people from the Secret Service to come to the rescue...