Chapter 13: The Ghost Haunts (2)

The small building on the second floor where Ma Qing'er is located is facing the street, and the left side is connected to the townhouse, and the right and back of the small building are alleys, and the two alleys are connected. According to Ma Qing'er's idea, even if you slide down the rope into the alley, you should go directly to the alley behind the building, but why did the person who rescued him fix the rope on the external window on the right side of the small building? Although it was dark, there were street lights in the street outside, and there was a high possibility that he would be exposed.

"Hurry up, the plainclothes agent I lured away may be back here soon!" The door that had been opened by Ma Qing'er, the sound that came in through the crack in the door sounded a little cold, and Ma Qing'er, who was still hesitant in her heart, gritted her teeth and came out of the room with a small bag. Just wanted to see the person who spoke, Ma Qing'er, who was standing at the door, was flicked on the shoulder, and Ma Qing'er, who was caught off guard, subconsciously turned around, and the person who spoke was already standing behind her.

"Go ahead, don't waste time, go to the window and go down the rope." The voice came from behind, and Ma Qing'er's heart flashed with excitement, and then she walked quickly along the corridor according to the instructions of the person behind her. The corridor wasn't long, so it was only a few breaths, and Ma Qing'er was already standing next to the window at the end of the corridor. With the help of the street lamps on the road outside, Ma Qing'er looked down and saw the rope fixed on the windowsill, reached out to push the window open, and Ma Qing'er grabbed the rope.

A gust of wind blew past Ma Qing'er, and she turned around and was about to retreat Ma Qing'er, who had come out of the window, only to find that there was no one behind her. The second floor is not very high from the ground, and Ma Qing'er's clumsy process of sliding down the rope to the ground is quite smooth, but her speed of sliding down is much slower than that of ordinary people. "Go, don't look back!" Ma Qing'er's feet had just landed, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance of the alley connecting the main street, Ma Qing'er panicked, but suddenly heard the voice just now.

Subconsciously looked back at the alley, Ma Qing'er only saw the back of a kneeling on one knee, the person was black all over his body, and Ma Qing'er couldn't see any recognizable features at all. "Da-da-da... Da Da..."Just when Ma Qing'er was in a trance, the darkness at the entrance of the alley was immediately broken by the continuous burst of gunfire. The rapid gunfire made the last bit of persistence in Ma Qing'er's body collapse instantly, and he didn't care about looking at the back, Ma Qing'er, who was carrying a small bag, turned around and ran towards the depths of the alley.

The black shadow squatting on one knee at the entrance of the alley was Tang Cheng, and he deliberately placed Ma Qing'er's evacuation position on the side of the small building, with the original intention of attracting those plainclothes spies on the main street. Now that it was dark, although the opponent was outnumbered, when it came to the advantage occupied by both sides, Tang Cheng, who was equipped with a submachine gun and had opened the triple eyepiece skill, would definitely be better than the opponent. If you kill the Japanese puppet spies, you can get the opportunity to draw a lottery, how could Tang Cheng, who already has an absolute advantage at this moment, let go of such a good opportunity.

Gunfire continued to burst out in the darkness of the alley, and Tang Cheng, who kept firing, had a calm face, while the Japanese puppet spies in the main street outside the alley had been shot by Tang Cheng in a row in just a dozen breaths. The sound of gunfire broke the calm in the French Concession, and Kazuo Yoshikawa, who was leading people back from the cinema, was also speeding back, and he already realized that he was being smashed.

Ma Qing'er, who left along the alley, only paused slightly at the turn of the alley, for no other reason, Ma Qing'er found a body at the turn of the alley, and there was more than one. There were a total of four corpses that Ma Qing'er saw, and Ma Qing'er, who was horrified in her heart, forcibly controlled it, so she didn't let herself scream. Raising her legs to step over the corpses that had been deliberately stacked together, Ma Qing'er glanced back again, and then turned around and continued to run briskly down the alley.

What happened tonight was too magical and unexpected for Ma Qing'er. Ma Qing'er, who originally thought that she had become an outcast, did not expect that she was really rescued, and looking at the current situation, it is very likely that she will escape. Entering another alley along the alley, Ma Qing'er's flustered mood was finally able to calm down a little, and when there were still more than ten meters away from the next alley, Ma Qing'er, who had gradually come back to her senses, gradually slowed down.

When Ma Qing'er, who kept taking deep breaths, walked to the entrance of the alley, not only had her mood calmed down, but even her originally rapid breathing calmed down. Outside the alley is another street, Ma Qing'er stood at the alley and looked outside a few times, and after making sure that there was no danger, she came out of the alley with a small bag casually. Ma Qing'er had already safely appeared in another street along the alley, blocking Tang Cheng at the entrance of the alley, and at this time, the second magazine had been replaced.

The continuous firing of the two magazines made the Japanese puppet spies on the main street dare not show their heads casually, and those bold companions among them have now turned into corpses lying on the street in various postures. Tang Cheng, who pulled the bolt to push the bullet to load, just hooked his finger on the trigger, but did not continue to shoot. After a few breaths, Tang Cheng, who was kneeling at the entrance of the alley, confirmed that no one dared to rush out again, so he got up silently and left quickly along the alley.

Tang Cheng has been squatting in the shadows of the alley, and the Japanese puppet spies in the main street outside are limited by the light, and they can't see clearly whether Tang Cheng has left, although the gunfire has stopped, but these shrunken Japanese puppet spies still don't dare to show their heads easily. It wasn't until someone felt that something was wrong and shot at the entrance of the alley continuously but did not meet the other party's return fire, and the remaining Japanese pseudo-spies were afraid to attack the entrance of the alley.

"Nani? People have already left? "Finally, a brave guy rushed to the entrance of the alley, only to see bullet casings all over the ground, and as for the man who shot just now, he was already gone. Kazuo Yoshikawa came back in time, just when the Japanese pseudo-spies rushed into the alley on the main street, only to find that the mysterious gunman had left, looking at the corpses and wounded people lying outside the alley, Kazuo Yoshikawa's eyes were full of anger.

Ma Qing'er is not an operative at the Shanghai station, she has always been in a one-line contact, and she is only in charge of a secret contact point, so she doesn't know how to contact other people at the Shanghai station. When she entered another street and blended in with the flow of people, she suddenly felt a sense of loss and helplessness, and she had just escaped from danger, and Ma Qinger didn't know where she should go. Ma Qing'er, who was flustered again, didn't know that at the window at the end of the corridor, when Tang Cheng passed by her, he had already locked her with his system skills.

Therefore, according to Tang Cheng's plan, as long as Ma Qing'er leaves the alley and is not caught by the special high class, Tang Cheng can find her at any time. At this moment, Ma Qing'er didn't know that she had been targeted, and less than a hundred meters behind her, Tang Cheng, who came out of the alley, was wearing a long shirt on his body. If you don't look at Tang Cheng's somewhat hurried footsteps, absolutely no one would have thought that a few minutes ago, Tang Cheng was still a fierce man shooting Japanese puppet spies with a submachine gun.

Ma Qing'er, who had already escaped, walked aimlessly along the street with the flow of people, Tang Cheng, who had changed his clothes, followed her far behind, and Kazuo Yoshikawa also led people to catch up, as long as they crossed the alley, it was possible to find Ma Qing'er again. The danger was hidden in the night, and the passers-by in the street were completely unaware of it, but the faint shouting behind him made Tang Cheng even more vigilant. Tang Cheng would never underestimate the ability of Japanese puppet spies, especially since this is Shanghai, which is the home of Japanese puppet spies.

followed Ma Qing'er through the street in front, and Tang Cheng, who wanted to follow this woman and find the stronghold of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command, suddenly found that the woman who dared to love was simply wandering around. Maybe she doesn't know anything about Shanghai at all? An idea suddenly flashed in Tang Cheng's heart, when he left Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe told him a lot about the intelligence points in the enemy-occupied area, including the particularity of the Shanghai station.

Many military commanders engaged in intelligence work in enemy-occupied areas often face not only threats from their opponents, but also from their opponents, and once an incident occurs at an intelligence point, many intelligence personnel who maintain one-line contacts may become lonely geese. In this case, the intelligence personnel who have lost contact with their superiors should return to the headquarters on their own, otherwise they will have to continue to stay in the hiding place and wait for the headquarters to send someone to find them and restore contact.

Tang Cheng was on the second floor of the French Concession before, and he saw a man and a woman, but when he rescued people tonight, he only saw a woman. Tang Cheng didn't know if there was another problem at Shanghai Station, but he could now see that the woman in front of him looked like she didn't know where to go. Tang Cheng had never encountered such a situation, and when he left Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe did not tell him how to deal with this situation.

After thinking about it secretly in his heart, Tang Cheng, who had already realized that someone was chasing after him, had to deal with the matter according to his own ideas. There was still some distance from the next street entrance, and Tang Cheng, who was walking quickly, finally caught up with Ma Qing'er, "Don't look back, go east after the street intersection in front, call a rickshaw, and go to the Xinli Hotel opposite the patrol house in the French Concession. Tang Cheng, who caught up with Ma Qing'er, did not walk side by side with Ma Qing'er, but followed behind Ma Qing'er and explained to each other in a low voice.

A familiar voice came from behind her, and Ma Qing'er, who was flustered in her heart, burst into tears with excitement, and it took all her strength to control herself from turning around and looking back. "I went to the hotel and had a good night's sleep, tomorrow at 12 o'clock, I will wait for you at the café at the east end of the street where the Xinli Hotel is located, and we will say it in person!" Tang Cheng spoke, stuffed a roll of dollars into Ma Qing'er's palm, and then turned to leave.