The phone rang, Hans put down the drawings in his hand and picked up the phone, Tang Cheng looked at Hans quietly, and talked to the person on the other end of the phone. "Odori Tea House!" After Hans hung up the phone, he only said four words to Tang Cheng, and seeing Tang Cheng's calm appearance, Hans, who wanted to play tricks, suddenly lost interest. "There is a Datong Tea House in the public concession, my people say that it is a stronghold of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command, believe it or not!"

Tang Cheng never doubted Hans's intelligence gathering ability in Shanghai, although Hans's face looked hateful at the moment, Tang Cheng still chose to believe Hans. After getting the address of the contact point in the concession of the Military Command Shanghai Station from Hans, Tang Cheng immediately got up and left, and he was a little impatient to return Ma Qing'er's woman to the Shanghai Station. Tang Cheng was used to acting independently, and it would be very difficult to bring this woman by his side, and most importantly, he couldn't watch his own people being captured by the Japanese.

Hans's intelligence gathering ability is indeed reliable, and the Datong Tea House in the public concession is indeed a secret stronghold in the military command Shanghai Station. Unlike the secret liaison point in charge of Ma Qing'er, Datong Tea House is not only responsible for transmitting information to the Shanghai station on a daily basis, but also shoulders the task of collecting and transporting materials to the national control area. When Tang Cheng arrived at the public concession, it was just in time for the arrival of new goods from Datong Tea House, and several guys were carrying a batch of tea into the backyard of Datong Tea House under the command of a steward.

Tang Cheng watched from a distance, but did not appear immediately, and made sure that there were no plainclothes agents here, so Tang Cheng pulled out the slingshot and bounced a mud ball wrapped in a note towards the tea house manager. Tang Cheng's slingshot hit very accurately, and the mud pill hit the leg of the tea house steward accurately, and the tea house steward who was shocked in his heart looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and looked down, just in time to see the mud pill that fell at his feet. The tea house steward who picked up the mud pills naturally found the note wrapped in the mud pills, and after reading the content of the note, the tea house steward's face changed greatly.

"Shopkeeper, this is the news that someone just delivered!" Huang Youfu, the shopkeeper of the tea house, was settling accounts, and the tea house steward with a layer of sweat beads on his forehead strode in from outside. "I was just watching Xiao Yu and a few of them move things, and this thing suddenly hit me in the leg from behind, and when I turned around, I didn't see anything. The note was wrapped around a mud pill, and no one knew about it except me. The steward of the tea house spoke quickly, and as he spoke, he handed the mud pills and notes in his hand to Huang Youfu.

Huang Youfa, who was suspicious in his heart, took the note, just looked at it, and his face also became bad. Huang Youfu has received the news about last night's incident in the French Concession, and the content of this note is precisely related to last night's incident. "You immediately go to the French Concession and transfer the news to Shopkeeper Su in Yanlailou, he knows what to do." Huang Youfu just groaned in his heart, and immediately asked the tea house manager to pass on the news, after all, this news was related to a colleague in Shanghai Station.

Zhao Song received the news from the shopkeeper of Yanlai Lou Su, and it was already half an hour later, and when he learned that someone had sent the news to Datong Tea House, Zhao Song was secretly happy but worried. Datong Tea House is indeed a secret stronghold of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command, but the Shanghai Station usually does not take the initiative to contact the Datong Tea House, because the Datong Tea House not only shoulders the task of using the smuggling channel to transport materials to the Guotong area, but also the Datong Tea House is the last retreat in the concession of the Shanghai Station.

This mysterious person took the initiative to send news to Datong Tea House, which shows that the mysterious person has known the relationship between Datong Tea House and Shanghai Station, and Zhao Song's first reaction when he got the news is that Datong Tea House has been exposed, how can he not be worried. With the previous speculation and the news now in hand, Ma Qinger's whereabouts have been basically confirmed, and Hu Kai, who has been tense, can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and when he twisted his face, he happened to see Zhao Song with an ugly face.

As the leader of the action team, Zhao Song, although he has no affiliation with Hu Kai, is higher than Hu Kai in terms of rank, so when dealing with Zhao Song, Hu Kai has always been careful. "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you!" When asked by Hu Kai about the reason, Zhao Song did not hide the worry in his heart. "I'm just worried about this person who took the initiative to deliver the news, we are in another secret stronghold in the concession, and there are not many people in the station who know about it, I am curious about how this mysterious person knows!"

Zhao Song's worries are not unreasonable, the Shanghai station has been surrounded and intercepted by the special high school several times before, the main reason is that many things in the Shanghai station are not kept secret internally, as long as someone turns against the water and surrenders to the enemy, the lid of the Shanghai station can be lifted. Hu Kai's level is too low, not to mention Datong Tea House, he doesn't even know about the existence of Yanlailou, so he doesn't have much feeling about Zhao Song's worries at the moment. Now that he knows Ma Qinger's whereabouts, the direction of Zhao Song's attention has shifted from Ma Qing'er to this mysterious person, and he has always been thoughtful and interested in this mysterious person.

"Team leader, I think this mysterious person may be our own!" Lao Jiu, who likes to be alone, said amazingly, and after Zhao Song was shocked, he also felt that Lao Jiu's judgment made some sense. "The information we found said that in the shootout in the French Concession last night, the attackers used ***. Some time ago, the matter of the New Asia Hotel, didn't we also say it in the inner line of Hongkou District, and the people who attacked the New Asia Hotel used ***! The traitor Ma Yong was on the top floor of the New Asia Hotel at the time. ”

Lao Jiu, who is good at analysis, is inclined to the fact that the mysterious man is a killer sent by the military command headquarters to Shanghai to clean up the traitors, if not, how would the mysterious person know that Datong Tea House is the secret stronghold of Shanghai Station. Lao Jiu's analysis made Zhao Song nod secretly, but the doubts that rose in his heart did not all dissipate. If the mysterious man was sent to Shanghai by the Military Command Headquarters, then why did he never get in touch with the Shanghai Railway Station after he came to Shanghai? As the leader of the operation team, Zhao Song was suspicious by nature, and before the matter was completely clarified, he was only half-convinced of Lao Jiu's inference.

At this time, Tang Cheng didn't know that the people at Shanghai Station had already locked Ma Qing'er's location before he sent a letter to Datong Tea House. Leaving the street where Datong Tea House was located, he was following behind a middle-aged woman at the moment, because just now, Tang Cheng, who was idle and had nothing to do to open the insight technique, locked on to this middle-aged woman who was the liaison of the Shanghai underground party organization from the passers-by around him at a glance. The drug warehouse that Hans said has basically figured out the situation, and if Tang Cheng can successfully contact the underground party organization in Shanghai, the time to start may be in these few days.

Tang Cheng, who was following the middle-aged woman, didn't expect that a whim of his own would really find someone from the Shanghai underground party on the street. Tang Cheng, who followed the other party through two street intersections in a row, stood in front of the newsstand at the street entrance, and saw the middle-aged woman walk into a shop in the middle of the street. Tang Cheng, who had systematic skills in hand, didn't follow too closely because he was worried that the other party would find out. After the other party entered the store, Tang Cheng turned into this street, and then naturally moved to the door of this store with the flow of people.

The shop that the middle-aged woman entered was a cloth village, but when Tang Cheng walked to the door of the store, he didn't see the middle-aged woman in the store. Sure that the other party was not in the store, Tang Cheng kept walking past this cloth village, but Tang Cheng, who glanced at it casually, did not attract the attention of the guys in the store. About half an hour later, a middle-aged woman carrying a piece of fabric came out of the cloth village, and this time, Tang Cheng appeared more than ten meters in front of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman who had completed the task did not know that she had been followed at the moment, and Tang Cheng also pretended to be fine, and did not contact this middle-aged woman. Tang Cheng followed the other party through the streets and alleys, and finally confirmed that the other party lived in an alley in the public concession, looking back at the stone plaque at the entrance of the alley, Tang Cheng vaguely remembered that when he first came to Shanghai, it seemed that it was Zhou Hongjiao who was saved in this alley. On that day, one of the contact points of the Shanghai underground party here was exposed, and it was about to be besieged by Japanese puppet spies, and Tang Cheng happened to save Zhou Hongxiang.

Tang Cheng didn't expect that the Shanghai underground party would be so bold, and in just over a year, they had established a contact point again in the place where they had been besieged in the past. After determining the other party's residence, the rest of the matter was much simpler, it was still daytime when the sun was high, and Tang Cheng needed to wait until after dark before he could come to visit this liaison of the Shanghai underground party. Within a day, almost all the troubles and trivial matters had been solved, and Tang Cheng was in a good mood, and he decided to find a place to eat first.

Tang Cheng, who had eaten a lot of food, returned to the hotel, recuperated and did not go out again, and waited until night fell, and Tang Cheng, who had rested for an afternoon, went out again. According to the planned route, Tang Cheng walked quickly along the way, and it only took half the time planned to reach the outside of the middle-aged woman's residence. Tang Cheng, who was hidden in the shadows, looked up and found that there was still light in the window, which showed that the middle-aged woman who lived here had not rested.

According to the deduced plan steps, Tang Cheng used a slingshot to shoot a wet paper ball at the window, and the water-stained paper ball was not destructive, but it could shoot far away. There was a soft snap, and the window that had been hit by the wet paper ball rattled, but the glass on the window did not shatter. It was still between breaths that Tang Cheng saw the light in the window disappear, and it was obvious that the people in the wet room had turned off the lights. Oh, that's a quick response! Tang Cheng, who was secretly holding back a smile, put a mud ball into the leather pocket of the slingshot.

Sure enough, after the lights were turned off in the room, the curtains behind the windows were gently opened, and the people in the room were looking out through the gaps in the curtains at the moment. Tang Cheng downstairs was silent, standing motionless in the shadows, just waiting for the person behind the window to feel that there was no danger and relaxed his vigilance, Tang Cheng violently pulled out the slingshot and shot the mud pellet at the window.