When Tang Cheng was secretly proud in the bathroom, the Japanese military police headquarters was already brightly lit, and almost all the members of the special high school in Shanghai had already gathered here. The attack on the special search team assigned by the special high school in the concession area, followed by the explosion of the truck transporting the corpses in the backyard of the military police headquarters, these two events can obviously be linked, but the Shanghai special high school department has not been able to think of who did it for a while.

Tang Cheng's unscrupulous behavior in Shanghai last year caused heavy losses to the Shanghai Special High School, and coupled with the wanton accusations of the Military Police Headquarters, the headquarters of the Shanghai Special High School had to change the command level of the Shanghai Special High School. "Section Chief, all the bodies have been destroyed, and the on-site investigation materials of the concession are also on the truck, so we can't judge the situation of the murderer." Traces that survived the explosion, experts say there is nothing that can be done.

Mishima Shoichi, the new head of the Shanghai Special High School, had a gloomy face at the moment, Mishima Shoichi, who came from the Japanese mainland, never thought that the situation in Shanghai would be so dangerous, and the resistance forces not only attacked the special search team in the concession, but also used ** to attack the military police headquarters, which is really hateful! "If there are no clues, then re-investigate the scene of the concession, in short, we must use all means to find clues to the murderer." The smell of burnt paste that permeated the blast site was disgusting, and Mishima didn't want to stay here for a moment.

However, as the supreme commander of the Shanghai Special High School, Mishima Shoichi had to wait for the summons of the commander of the military police at this time, after all, there were casualties in the explosion. Just as the saying goes, good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles, and before night receded, the news of an explosion attack on the Japanese military police headquarters was secretly spread. Some black market brokers who lived in the concession and were secretly engaged in intelligence trading had already secretly linked the two events by simply thinking of the gunfire that appeared in the concession before the explosion.

Among these well-informed intelligence brokers, Hans was the most active, and when the other intelligence brokers were still asking around for information, Hans had already learned from the Concession Patrol Office that the attackers had used assault guns, and Hans had already secretly linked the matter to Tang Cheng. He still clearly remembered that when the accident occurred at the New Asia Hotel, Tang Cheng had used assault guns against plainclothes agents in the special high class, not to mention that Tang Cheng had only taken hundreds of rounds of ammunition from him.

Hans wanted to call Tang Cheng immediately to ask for details, but he was afraid of being refused, so he could only wait patiently, he felt that as long as it was dawn, Tang Cheng would definitely come to him. Hans's judgment was quite accurate, Tang Cheng was indeed preparing to go to Hans at dawn the next day. Ma Qing'er rescued tonight is a trouble, but Tang Cheng can't sit back and watch this woman have an accident, after all, the other party is a military commander. Of the people Tang Cheng knew, perhaps only Hans could help, and Tang Cheng needed a safe place to temporarily settle Ma Qing'er.

Tang Cheng, who got more than 30 lottery chances in one action, slept well, and after getting up early, he didn't go out immediately, but lay on the bed and used up all the lottery opportunities he got last night. Tang Cheng, who had been mentally prepared in advance, couldn't cry or laugh in the face of the first two five consecutive cigarettes, and kept pumping cigarette cans from the system, and for ten lottery opportunities, most of Tang Cheng's draws were daily necessities, and only a pair of special combat gloves was in line with Tang Cheng's thoughts.

Tang Cheng's most eager to extract from the system now is nothing more than skill patches, or new system skills. I don't know if it's because Tang Cheng didn't brush his teeth and wash his face in the morning, or his luck didn't work during the day, more than 30 lottery chances have passed halfway, and Tang Cheng only took out a pair of combat gloves and a bulletproof goggles, and the rest were some daily necessities such as canned cigarettes.

Hehe, I don't believe in this evil yet! Tang Cheng, who continuously drew out daily necessities, simply ruthlessly, directly used up the remaining dozen or so lottery chances at once. After more than a dozen consecutive lotteries, the prompt sound in Tang Cheng's mind became one, and Tang Cheng, who heard the words bulletproof vest in a trance, almost couldn't believe his ears. After Tang Cheng no longer had a prompt sound in his mind, he began to pull out the drawn items from the system in the same way.

Sure enough, the system's prompt was not a joke, and when Tang Cheng saw the ultra-thin bulletproof vest, the joy in his heart almost gushed out of his chest. It turns out that Tang Cheng's good luck did not run out, and it was just as good during the day, such an ultra-thin bulletproof vest, Tang Cheng actually pulled out two pieces from the system one after another. One for himself, and one for Zhang Jianghe after returning to Chongqing, Tang Cheng, who was ecstatic in his heart, got off the bed and directly put one of the ultra-thin bulletproof vests on his body.

Tang Cheng, who retains the memory of later generations, has seen this kind of ultra-thin bulletproof vest on the Internet, although this kind of bulletproof vest that looks a little thin is only one-third or even lighter than the weight of the special police bulletproof vest, but the bulletproof effect is the same as that of a heavy bulletproof vest. Tang Cheng, who put the bulletproof vest on his body, tightened the adhesive belt on his waist, and immediately felt that the bulletproof vest had almost been attached to himself, and after jumping on the spot a few times, Tang Cheng was extremely satisfied with the bulletproof vest on his body.

After being happy, Tang Cheng suddenly had a new idea, as long as he returned to Chongqing, he would have almost no chance of using a bulletproof vest, maybe only keep the one given to Zhang Jianghe, as for the one on his body, maybe he could buy it at a good price. As for who he wants to sell this ultra-thin bulletproof vest to, Tang Cheng already has an object in his heart, but whether this matter can be done depends on whether the rich man Hans is on the road.

In addition to these two ultra-thin bulletproof vests, Tang Cheng's last more than ten consecutive lottery draws also drew a copy of the American Browning heavy machine gun, that is, the design drawings of the famous Browning M2 heavy machine gun. This large-caliber heavy machine gun, which has been equipped with the US military since 1921, has continued to be equipped in the US army since 1921 and has continued to be equipped in the later generations where Tang Cheng is located, which is enough to show the excellence of this weapon. Tang Cheng did not know if the Germans were interested in this large-caliber heavy machine gun, but Tang Cheng knew that if he presented a design of a heavy military jeep with the drawing, the Germans would definitely be interested in this large-caliber heavy machine gun.

Finally, these 30 lottery chances were not in vain! Although it can't be compared with the previous centralized lotteries, Tang Cheng is quite satisfied with the results, at least he has drawn a few useful objects. After the excitement and novelty slowly dissipated, Tang Cheng, who had finished washing, put the ultra-thin bulletproof vest that he had tried on into a suitcase, as for the design drawings of the large-caliber heavy machine gun, Tang Cheng temporarily put it into his carry-on equipment bag, and he still needed to test Hans's meaning before he could make a decision on whether to sell this drawing.

It was still early at twelve o'clock, and Tang Cheng, who had left his residence, went to Hans's restaurant first with his suitcase, and if he wanted to get a good price from Hans, Tang Cheng knew that he still needed to bargain with Hans. "Did you do what happened last night?" As soon as he saw Tang Cheng, his eyes were red, obviously Hans didn't sleep well, so he went straight to the point and asked Tang Cheng about last night. Tang Cheng naturally knew what Hans wanted to know, anyway, the explosives and bullets were all obtained from Hans, so Tang Cheng didn't want to hide it from Hans.

Seeing Tang Cheng nodding at him, Hans's nerves, which had been tense, finally relaxed. "I knew it was you, and among the people I knew, you were the only one who had the most courage!" Hans, who finally got the answer, grabbed the bottle on the table and poured himself a glass of wine. "Tang, I have to admit that I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect you to dare to use ** to bomb the Japanese military police headquarters. Do you know? When I heard the news last night, I was stunned, and I couldn't think of anyone who dared to bomb the gendarmerie headquarters. ”

"But as soon as I calmed down, I immediately thought of you, because I told me from the patrol room of the French Concession that before the explosion occurred at the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, the Japanese had just sent back two truckloads of corpses from the French Concession, and those two trucks belonged to the Military Police Headquarters. Moreover, the people who attacked the plainclothes squad of the Special High School in the French Concession used repeating weapons at the scene, and the people patrolling the house suspected that they were assault guns. As he spoke, Hans took a bullet from the desk drawer and slapped it on the table.

"This kind of 9mm pistol cartridge is in the hands of many arms dealers in the black market, but as far as I know, in the recent period, you have only taken a few hundred 9mm pistol cartridges from me, and it is only twice." After some continuous reasoning, Hans, who was looking up and drinking the wine in the toast, looked a little proud, but looking at Tang Cheng's reaction and expression at the moment, he didn't seem to be surprised by Hans's words.

"Alright, don't play around with your brainless reasoning with me!" Just as Hans raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, Tang Cheng spoke first. "I'm not here to hear you tell me about the plot of a detective mystery novel, but before I tell you what I mean, I'll ask you a question! Hans, how much do you love your Führer? If you have something that no one else has, would you be willing to give it to your Führer? ”

Tang Cheng's words made Hans think he was joking at first, but seeing that Tang Cheng's expression at the moment didn't look like he was joking with himself, Hans immediately straightened his face. Hans subconsciously squinted at the suitcase at Tang Cheng's feet, and he had a faint premonition in his heart that what Tang Cheng was going to take out of the box in a while was definitely not simple.