But the old man seemed to be frightened and turned around and ran away.

Seeing this scene, Haozi let go of the alertness in his heart. This is just a big child on the island who has never seen the world.

...

"Did you see clearly?" Shen Ziqi asked.

"Yeah." Du Ziqiang nodded, "A woman was holding a doll, and there was a little girl playing a top. She was following six bodyguards, and these bodyguards had guns on them."

"I saw it, it was a muffle gun." He thought about it carefully and said, "The bodyguard in the lead is very alert, and he noticed me."

"You did it right." Shen Ziqi praised, "It is worthy of praise for not being greedy for merit."

If Du Ziqiang is bold and brave enough to play with the little girl, he may have aroused greater suspicion with his other party's alertness.

"Have you heard their accents clearly?" Shen Ziqi asked.

"It's Shanghai dialect." Du Ziqiang said, "That woman's voice sounds very nice."

"Very good." Shen Ziqi nodded, "You can continue to pretend to be curious and secretly see what they are doing. Remember, it's a generous peek."

"Teacher, I understand, I just pretend to be curious." Du Ziqiang thought for a while and said, "Then the little girl invites me again next time, should I go there?"

"You can take it yourself." Shen Ziqi thought for a while and said, "Remember, talk less and listen with your ears."

"Understood."

...

"Team leader, why haven't you reported to Chongqing about your assassination?" Zhou Ru asked in confusion.

In the telegram sent to Chongqing, Cheng Qianfan did not mention that he was assassinated at the Bund Pier, and that the murderer confessed after interrogation was a matter of the military commander's Shanghai operation personnel.

"Think about it carefully." Cheng Qianfan did not answer Zhou Ru's question. He was staring at the Chongming Island map on the desktop and said casually.

Zhou Ru frowned and thought.

In a moment, a sudden look appeared in her eyes.

"Have you figured it out?" Cheng Qianfan looked up at Zhou Ru and asked.

"Yes." Zhou Ru said, "The harm outweighs the benefits."

Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction.

It is indeed more harmful than beneficial.

First of all, the Chongqing headquarters did not have any inquiries about the Bund assassination in the previous call. This shows that regardless of whether the matter was done by the Military Control Commission Shanghai District, the Shanghai District did not report to Chongqing on the "news" related to the assassination of Xiao Cheng in the French Concession".

Under this premise, after receiving his report, Chongqing will question the Shanghai Power Generation in accordance with the practice.

This itself is more harmful than beneficial:

The Shanghai area will inevitably have some suspicion, why is the headquarters far away in Chongqing so concerned about Cheng Qianfan's assassination?

This concern has exceeded Chongqing's normal concern for senior officials in the French Concession Police Station.

Therefore, Cheng Qianfan had to wait for this matter to wait for Chongqing to learn about his assassination through normal channels. In this case, the subsequent investigation and inquiries would not appear abrupt.

If Chongqing has never learned about this, it would be better not to mention it here.

Sometimes, danger lies in these details.

...

"Sanling." The little Taoist priest cried out in a sad voice.

He broke through with his subordinates behind his back, but unexpectedly, Sanleen on his back became a living target. He was quickly shot twice. Sanleen, who was already sick and coma, left quietly.

The little Taoist priest put down Sanleng's body, and he hid behind a low wall. He raised his hand and shot him, injured a pursuer and temporarily scared the pursuer.

His expression was unprecedentedly serious.

He just calculated silently that there were eleven spies who surrounded him, four of them were shot and injured by him, and now there are seven more people on the other side.

And he is now blocked in this low wall, behind him is the mountain behind Cangyunguan, and the road on both sides is blocked, and he can be said to be surrounded by numerous encirclements.

His calf was shot just now, and it was precisely because of this shot that directly affected his actions. The little Taoist priest knew that even if he had extraordinary martial arts skills, he would probably be unable to break through this time.

What he is worried about now is not even this. What he is thinking about now is how he exposed himself?

How did the enemy come to the door?

The spy who was leading just now shouted "Little Taoist" and Zhuo Yun knew something was wrong. The other party was clearly coming for him and had a clear goal.

What does this mean? It means he was exposed.

For him at this moment, since it has been exposed, then exposure itself is not scary. How is it scary to be exposed!

His identity is particularly secret.

Even within the Special Information Group, only the team leader, Zhong Guohao, Li Hao, Jiang Muzi and other brothers, were the only ones who knew about his identity and were in Cangyun Temple.

These are all old people from the Shanghai Special Information Group. Even Wu Shunjia and others who were later transferred to the Special Information Group did not know his identity or residence.

This shows how serious he exposed this matter.

...

Bang bang bang bang.

At this moment, the enemy in front of him suddenly launched a series of attacks, and the opponent fired repeatedly. Under the suppression of powerful firepower, the little Taoist priest could only be exhausted from fighting back.

Bang.

The little Taoist priest shot back.

He calculated silently in his mind that there were two bullets in the magazine.

What he is thinking about is to use one bullet to knock down one more, earn another, and then leave the last bullet for himself, or just commit suicide now.

Zhuo Yun has a clear and firm awareness of this.

Without much hesitation, the little Taoist priest pointed his gun at his forehead. What he had to be extremely sure now was that killing himself was more important than anything else.

At this moment, I heard a rustling sound coming from above my head.

The little Taoist priest's face changed. He subconsciously looked up and saw the shadow above. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

A spy who had slipped from above the mountain was shot and fell in a scream.

At the same time, another shadow slid down from the gable, knocking the little Taoist to the ground, and the two wrestled together...

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