"Scare farmers, scare farmers."

With the thanks from the driver behind him, Cheng Qianfan held a few candy men in his hand, stepped on bluestone slabs, and walked in the alley.

As "Mr. Xiao Cheng" became more and more famous and more enemies, it was no longer appropriate for him to continue living in Yanderi.

He is already considering moving.

Bai Ruolan had not yet rested, so she opened the goal to welcome her husband in.

"Why buy so many sugar people?" She took five sugar people from Cheng Qianfan's hands, looked at her husband, and asked.

"I don't know which one Xiaobao likes, so I bought a few more." Cheng Qianfan picked up the enamel jar on the table. It contained Bai Ruolan's cold herbal tea in advance. He drank it all in one go.

"Ruolan, there were still some Han Xin grass left at home last time. Thank you for your hard work, you can fry it out later." Cheng Qianfan said.

Since he said this on the phone call to Lao Huang, he had to do it.

Yes, if he had not arranged his wife to help him decoct medicine, there seemed to be nothing, and nothing would have happened.

However, once he enters a list of suspicions and the enemy investigates secretly, this small detail may even be the "ant hole" that caused him to expose the "Thousand Miles of Dikes to collapse in the ant hole".

For agents, never take chances.

Or to put it more bluntly, don’t think about being lazy!

"Okay." Put the sugar man in the drawer and locked it. Bai Ruolan turned her head and looked at Cheng Qianfan.

The wife's eyes were filled with worry, "I'll decoct the medicine later. Should I put more water and warm it on the stove?"

"No, after decocting the medicine, just pour the medicine juice into a bowl and keep it cold." Cheng Qianfan gently put his wife's waist.

Ruolan was extremely smart. Although he didn't say anything, Ruolan already knew that he was going out in secret.

Ruolan was worried about him, but she didn't ask much, so she could only ask in such a obscure way.

Seeing her husband go upstairs, Bai Ruolan sighed softly.

‘The decoction of the soup and put it on the table and it’s cold’, which means Qianfan himself is not sure when he will come back.

...

Take out a Mauser pistol from the cassette behind the bookcase and check the gun carefully to make sure everything is normal.

Two more ten-round backup bridge clips were taken.

Three German M24 grenades were packaged in cloth.

A dagger was inserted into the leggings.

After looking at the exact time, Cheng Qianfan opened the window and released the cat, and he himself flipped out the window of the study on the second floor.

The cat lying on the windowsill "on duty" looked at her male owner as flexible as a raccoon cat, and she quickly and lightly leaped.

Soon, Cheng Qianfan jumped gently from the roof, ran at a high speed, and soon disappeared into the night.

Due to the fact that there were many shootings in the French Concession two days ago, the French Concession has strengthened patrols these two nights.

Whether it was secretly calculating the time when he was buying candy, or when he returned home just now, all this was because he was accurately calculating the time to suit the time of the patrol and shift changes near his home.

Just now, when I came home and passed by near my doorstep, I encountered a patrol patrolman, Mr. Xiao Cheng stopped and said a few words to the police, encouraging his men who worked hard on duty.

Now, he calculated the time to set off. When he arrived at the checkpoint, it happened that the two teams of police officers would change shifts.

When changing shifts, there are about fifteen minutes, and the checkpoint is ‘unattended’.

Of course, this 'unattended' refers to a slightly longer distance.

This is because Xiao Cheng always sympathized with his subordinates and asked someone to set up a shed near the checkpoint, put a table and some chairs for the police to rest during night patrol.

This shed is about thirty or forty meters away from the checkpoint.

The direct result of this shed is that when the two teams of policemen switch shifts, they habitually gather in the shed, brag about each other, or even drink a few sips of wine. Anyway, the checkpoint is not far away, and if someone passes by, they can't escape the eyes of the policemen in the shed.

In this way, they rest for a while before they go to the checkpoint to work.

...

Cheng Qianfan was as light as a raccoon, walking close to the wall, and halfway through, he climbed over the wall quickly.

The side of the wall is facing the river, but there is a narrow path beside this section of the wall. Cheng Qianfan can tiptoe and not fall into the river.

Walking about twenty meters, there is a willow tree. When you turn in through this willow tree, you can avoid the police checkpoint.

Yes, the shed built by Xiao Cheng, who is always sympathetic to his subordinates, is the biggest purpose of ensuring the blind spots of observation within a distance of less than 30 meters!

Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief after crossing the checkpoint with a clever acuity.

Based on the time he had just returned home and passed this checkpoint, these police officers were his time witnesses, and he was at home at this moment:

From Xiao Cheng's home to this place, he had no time to return. He passed through the checkpoint again in a brief time when the police officer temporarily left the checkpoint. The most important thing is that everyone has "fire eyes" and is not far from the checkpoint. Looking at so many eyes, whether anyone has gone there is a clear view.

...

On the second floor of a house opposite Hans Clinic, Lao Huang narrowed his eyes and saw a car light shining towards him from afar.

His eyes suddenly became cold. He lay on the inside of the windowsill, gently pulled the bolt, and the muzzle of the Type 38 rifle quietly poked out.
Chapter completed!