On June 28, 1939, at 9 o'clock in the morning, No. 75, Jisifeier Road, Shanghai.

The exquisite garden villa covers an area of ​​more than ten acres. At the end of June, the weather is not very hot near the seaside, and the air is humid. Although the sunshine temperature will be controlled at about twenty-five degrees, it is just right. Wearing a short-sleeved jacket will not feel hot. People in a suit may have to avoid the dazzling halo under the dozen French sycamore trees planted in the yard.

The five-inch green lawn extends to every corner of the courtyard. The ancient red carpet has been laid from the door to the front of the three-story retro western-style building, and the steps are also decorated with festive and gorgeousness.

On both sides of the carpet, three hundred chairs with armrests were placed in an interlaced and neat manner. Next to the five-meter-high courtyard wall, all spies in black clothes, black pants and black hats stood, with serious faces on their backs, and patrolling with sharp eyes.

Come here early to prepare the details of the venue. The call girl No. 76, who is full of fragrance, is debugging and correcting various matters. She looks very busy but in an orderly manner.

The three-story western-style building is also crowded, and we often talk about placing fine wine and snacks in the distance. The atmosphere looks harmonious and beautiful. Journalists from all over the country who arrived early are busy sorting out tools and studying the questions they will ask for a while, and maybe they will immediately write tomorrow's front-page headlines.

After exiting the gate, the five-meter-wide east-west streets were occupied by black-clothed spies, and were guarded by three meters apart, extending to the intersection five hundred meters away.

There are more than twenty garden villas around No. 76, filling the entire independent street. The surrounding buildings have been demolished. At this moment, there are open spaces on both sides of the north and south, and various vehicles are parked. At the intersection, the north and south are connected to Jianning Road, parallel to Xinzha Road, Yuyuan Road, and Nanjing Road. Originally, those who attended the meeting only needed to go from Nanshi, Hongkou to Jianning Road through Nanjing Road and turn a corner. Now they are blocked and can only take a detour to Xiafei Road. Not only are they far away, but they are also angry. The police in the French Concession are not vegetarians. Although they are not as strict as Chu Wenhao's investigation, they will always extort some money.

As time came, a large number of traitors who participated in pseudo-government meetings rushed over. The vehicles were commanded by spies and placed on both sides of the north and south. After repeated inspections, the personnel confirmed that there was no dangerous item in them before they could go.

Today, the pseudo-government establishment ceremony was held. Both the Japanese and Wang Jixin attached great importance to it. Two thousand meters around were surrounded. The alert level ranged from the sky to the underground. People were sent to keep an eye on the sewer. If there was any movement, they would arrest people. They could be said to be strictly guarding and not giving the Military Commission and the Communist Party any chance.

Everyone who came to attend the meeting would print and issue a password certificate with No. 76 to enter the venue. No. 76, the service staff at the venue were all insiders of No. 76, and the wine, drinks, snacks and snacks were strictly inspected to ensure that they were foolproof. These small matters were handled by Tang Huimin, deputy director of No. 76, and if something happened, he would chop his head.

Dingmo Village arranged for two teams of Li Tianmu and Yang Jie to guard the interior of the venue and the 500-meter range. Li Zhiqun's two teams of Li Zhiqun checked the guests and the surrounding vigilance, and deal with whoever had problems. The responsibilities were clearly divided.

At 9:30, more than 400 people were sitting in the courtyard. They looked very excited and talked loudly, as if they were going to go to heaven.

More than a dozen vehicles with Japanese sun flags slowly stopped at the door. Ding Mo Village, who was in charge of reception, hurried forward and opened the door to greet him. Mei Siping was the receptionist on the puppet government.

Itagaki got out of the car with a serious face, and the rest of the cars came down to bring star-studded Japanese officers, including the Japanese commander of Shanghai Matsune Ishii, the commander of the Seventh Fleet Nagashima Kawasaki, and the deputy commander Yokosu Kishima; the commander of the Japanese Marine Corps Ryosuki, the commander of the military police, Saburo Miura; the commander of the Ume Corporation Nagata Sasaki, and Ken Inukai.

The special high school department institutions that deliberately rushed back from Qingdao, Kawashima Yoshiko, Minami Yuko, Hasegawa, etc., also have many people who are not on the table but have strong relationships, such as the newlywed Gangmeng Trace of the Origin and Gina Naga, and some related households.

All of them were Japanese uniforms, wearing military boots, and sabers around their waists. They had a rigorous and majestic face, and there were more than 30 people in total.

The traitors all bent down to salute, "Welcome the Great Japanese Imperial Army in person!" The voice resounded throughout the sky.

Itagaki nodded, and seemed worried between his eyebrows, "Are there any consular and wives from various countries present in advance?"

"Hi!"

Ding Mocun replied: "No consul is present at the moment, but the invitation media has basically arrived, except for the British Times..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a wolf howl, which made everyone's face stiff.

"Get out of the way...be careful to kill you."

Ding Mocun looked up and almost turned his nose awkward. He saw a white-haired boy wearing a black Zhongshan suit and riding a bicycle, carrying a blonde and blue-eyed beauty galloping from afar. The traitors were stunned. This was too arrogant and didn't treat them as human beings!

"Baga..." No Japanese officer didn't know the white-haired boy, and glared at him with sharp eyes, wishing to tear the crazy boy.

Squeak!

The bicycle stopped beside Itagaki and smiled at Itagaki, "I'm sorry, General Itagaki is late, so don't be waiting for me at the door, why are you so embarrassed?"

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"Bastard!" Ding Mocun cursed angrily: "Chu Wenhao! Do you don't know how to write the word "death"? You dare to come here to act as a mighty person. You think that the No. 76 gun cannot kill anyone!" He was really angry. It must have been put by Li Zhiqun's bastard. He asked Chu Wenhao to prevent fire, theft, and if he wanted to let him in, he would wave his hand and arrest him and throw him into the prison.

Chu Wenhao signaled Alice behind him to get out of the car, got out by herself, and said lightly: "I'm here for General Itagaki. Don't pretend to be a tiger here, pretend to be a stunning person, get out of here."

"You~"

Ding Mocun was about to fight back, and his eyes swept, then he opened his eyes wide, "What a courage! Chu Wenhao, are you crazy? The original Longtan is already disgusting enough. He actually brought the radio station. You think this is the Military Control Commission Club, and you can send and receive telegrams at will, which is outrageous!" If you weren't old, you would be angry.

Alice is holding a typewriter in her arms, but a small telegraph machine. She is swaggering at a pseudo-government meeting held by a traitor. I have to say that you are really brave.

Chu Wenhao was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Please, General Itagaki, please stand in a very tired way, talk inside." He pushed the car into the room, and hated everyone's teeth itchy.

Itagaki was very calm and waved his hand to let everyone enter the door. Ding Mocun, who had a different face when he entered the door, looked like he saw a ghost, and his head was full of question marks. Are you blind and you can't see Chu Wenhao holding the radio?

Unknown, he hurriedly followed the door. The traitors in the courtyard saw a large number of Japanese officers standing up and bent down to salute. The seats in front were prepared for consuls and wives of British and American countries, but there was no one at this moment.

Itagaki raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the situation? Didn't the consuls of British and American countries agree to attend?"

"Hi!"

"The embassy has repeatedly checked and confirmed it, and it may be too early, and it may be here in a while."

Wang Jixin and others hurried out to say hello, and it always took some time to greet him. Chu Wenhao followed Alice to the reporter's area on both sides of the rostrum. Dozens of newspapers were waiting for it and eager to try it out. However, when they saw Chu Wenhao fiddling with the radio station, everyone couldn't help but ask, "I said Mr. Chu, you are so brave. Did you not take the Japanese seriously when setting up a radio station here? Where are you going to send a telegram, is it the National Party or the Communist Party? Will the Japanese kill you later?"

While installing it, Chu Wenhao did not forget to answer, "I am not that brave. Itagaki allowed me to bring a radio station to the mountain city to generate electricity. Who knows whether I kill or not? But I am not afraid of having you with me."

"Oh, God, General Itagaki is crazy and allows you to reveal the news to the National Government. Are you not afraid of leaking the secrets and the National Government will make a response in advance?"

Chu Wenhao signaled Alice to help set up a signal transmitter, lit a cigarette, sat on the stool and sighed: "Maybe General Itagaki is not afraid, he is also holding his heart to show his pseudo-government openness to the outside world like a hypocrite. In addition, he also suppresses the prestige of the National Party and sweeps the face of the National Party. Look, "Chu Wenhao's head signaled hundreds of traitors sitting upright, "all the traitors of the Japanese pseudo-government, including half of the Chinese dissertation. You're welcome to say that these people are the earth emperors holding the world in various places under the protection of the Japanese.

Emperor, no one can suppress the murder and robbery. But when he saw the Japanese bow down and let him take it, he still smiled and welcomed him with a smile. From another perspective, it is a high-profile crushing for the party and the country. As the saying goes, it is better to enjoy the joy of the whole country than to enjoy it. In the face of absolute strength, it can win the recognition of the consuls of various countries, so as to achieve the goal of recognizing their status internationally. Of course, this is only one aspect, whether the Japanese have other purposes is unknown, and then you will know it."

"So that's it." The reporters looked like they suddenly realized, and some reporters took out paper and pen to start recording.

After the radio was set up, Chu Wenhao shouted to the reporter: "Everyone will go and interview the identities of the traitors, ask for the position where the name comes from, come and tell me. Each person has one thousand French dollars. I will treat you to the Chinese horse meal at noon, so let's take action."

The good guy Chu Wenhao really doesn't treat himself as an outsider, but facing him is the same as facing the Japanese. He is unreasonable. Who dares to disobey? Don't forget that dozens of newspapers are mostly in the central police station. Be careful that Director Chu will close your business in anger. Since you have money and have food to eat, why not get closer? So almost dozens of men and women took the lights and walked towards the traitors and started to survey the reporters. There are many sensible reporters, and there is always a way to get some news.

The radio station was assembled and debugged, put on the headphones and started sending a report to Shancheng, which was the time when Zhang Zhizhong received the report from his secretary.

At 9:50, the consuls of British and American countries that had agreed to have not arrived yet, and the Japanese and Wang Jixin were both worried.

Lei Zhenshan, who had disappeared for two days, followed Guo Qilin, hurried out of the building, came to Wang Jixin and whispered a few times.

After hearing this, Wang Jixin glanced at Lei Zhenshan in surprise, and walked straight to Itagaki, who was full of confusion but closed his eyes and rested, owing: "General Itagaki, just received a telegram from the Yama Castle, saying: Although the country is big, it cannot be trampled on by Japanese pirates, and although the people are weak, it cannot be humiliated. The National Party is willing to reveal the secrets of heaven to us. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. He quoted Huang Chao's chrysanthemum poem to declare war on the new government!"

Itagaki opened his eyes, a cold light flashed, a curved look on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Chu Wenhao who was fiddling with the radio station, and sneered:

"Interesting, interesting."
Chapter completed!