Tang Cheng did not break his promise, and the next day he gave the astragalus people a police certificate, but this certificate was not filed with the city bureau, and the certificate also specifically marked the words of the special adviser of the investigation team. Huang Qimin didn't know what the position of the special adviser was, but he knew that he was already a member of the investigation team at the moment, and not only could he receive a police salary according to the standard of an ordinary police officer, but after each operation, the investigation team would also issue a salary or bonus.

The purpose of making my own bag is to make money to support my family, and now I am the same as this special adviser, but the name of this special adviser is obviously much better, and he takes the money above board. In the next two days, according to the information and clues he provided, the old policemen under Tang Cheng screened and confirmed several other warehouses and transfer points used to hoard smuggled goods in the city, and Tang Cheng felt that the time for action had come.

As soon as it got dark, the old barracks that the investigation team used as a base were brightly lit, and the arch between the family area and the front administrative area was guarded by a few and a half children, and no one in the family area was allowed to enter and leave the front yard and the barracks without a warrant issued by Tang Cheng. Wang Bingzhang came to the barracks early with a team of cronies, and after having dinner here, Wang Bingzhang went into the Tangcheng office and no longer showed his head, only waiting for Zhang Jianghe to bring someone over, and the two-story office building gradually became lively.

In the conference room on the 2nd floor, Wang Bingzhang and Zhang Jianghe sat opposite each other, and under them were their own henchmen, Zhao Dashan and Lao Fu, as Tang Cheng's henchmen, were naturally also seated, but their positions were by the wall near the window. The meeting was chaired by Tang Cheng, and a large blackboard had already been erected in the conference room, with more than a dozen photos pasted on it. "After continuous reconnaissance in the past few days, we have preliminarily identified several locations, two of which are munitions, and the other three are medicines and tobacco."

Tonight's operation will be a tripartite joint operation of the Municipal Bureau, the Chongqing Station, and the investigation team, and Tang Cheng will naturally not hide the information he already has from the other two parties, especially Zhang Jianghe is also here. "Our plan is divided into two parts, or two courses of action. If we only do a one-shot deal, we will only confiscate these warehouses tonight, and as for the people behind these warehouses, if they are not investigated and not held accountable, tonight's action will only be to recover the smuggled goods. ”

"If you want to do something, I suggest that you fight the most difficult one tonight, and then use public opinion to make things bigger, and then start to crack down on the whole city. Naturally, it is risky to carry out a comprehensive strike hard campaign against all illegal acts, because a comprehensive strike hard will inevitably harm the interests of many people, especially those powerful who have the right to own guns. But from another point of view, this is enough for Nanjing to see the political achievements, at least effectively rectify the law and order problems in Chongqing. ”

Tang Cheng gave two choices, Wang Bingzhang and Zhang Jianghe glanced at each other, and both invariably ignored Tang Cheng's all-round strike hard plan. Although the name of the intelligence department is loud enough, and the city bureau has jurisdiction over the city's police force, if the interests of some powerful people are really touched, even if Nanjing comes forward, Wang Bingzhang and Zhang Jianghe will be implicated and punished afterwards. The reactions of Wang Bingzhang and Zhang Jianghe made Tang Cheng laugh secretly in his heart, he had long known that these two would not agree to the so-called strike hard plan.

"Since we don't agree with the strike hard plan, then our action tonight can only be aimed at those smuggled goods, so that at least we can save a lot of trouble." Tang Cheng grinned, Zhang Jianghe frowned when he saw this, and said in his heart, I'm afraid this kid has figured out some ghost idea again! Whether Tang Cheng had any ghost idea in private, Wang Bingzhang didn't know, but he knew that he couldn't trust Tang Cheng all, otherwise the pair of uncles and nephews would sell themselves sooner or later.

Zhang Jianghe frowned and thought to himself, Wang Bingzhang was also silent, and after Tang Cheng laughed, his expression gradually became serious. "There are five goals tonight, and if we want to do it together, it seems that there is a bit of a shortage of people, so I will make a queue. With our current manpower, we will first concentrate on clearing these two warehouses that are stockpiling arms, and then leave people to count and seize, and the remaining manpower will be divided into three groups corresponding to the other three smuggling warehouses, and if everything goes well, all of them will be completed within 2 hours after the operation begins. ”

According to the previous agreement between Tang Cheng and Wang Bingzhang, the manpower of the city bureau was just to do peripheral guards, but Tang Cheng suddenly changed his mind, and he wanted to pull Wang Bingzhang into the water this time. Zhang Jianghe had no objection to Tang Cheng's temporary decision, Wang Bingzhang thought for a while, and was about to put forward a different opinion, but was stopped by Zhang Jianghe's words. "If the city bureau wants to make a profit, it must make a contribution, after all, all the credit has been taken away by your city bureau."

If it was just Tang Cheng, Wang Bingzhang might still have the possibility to change his plan, but the person who could speak was Zhang Jianghe, and Wang Bingzhang alone would not be able to compete with Zhang Jiang and his uncle and nephew. "Okay, just follow this, our city bureau will deal with the tobacco warehouse in the north of the city." Knowing that he was powerless to compete with Zhang Jiang and his uncle and nephew, Wang Bingzhang still did not give up, and immediately chose the tobacco and soil warehouse in the other three warehouses as the target of action.

Wang Bingzhang's careful thinking did not surprise Tang Cheng, but there were people brought by Zhang Jianghe to participate tonight, and Tang Cheng was not worried that Wang Bingzhang would secretly play tricks. After summoning a few temporary captains to check the table, a truck full of operational personnel rushed out of the barracks, and Tang Cheng, as the main operative, was in the leading truck, and the two warehouses that hoarded arms needed Tang Cheng to personally count and seize.

An hour later, two trucks were parked a block away from one of the munitions depots, and the old policeman who had been waiting for him for almost three hours had been waiting in the shadows flashed out of the alley. "Captain, everything is normal in the warehouse, there are five guards in total, two inside and three outside, and you can see the warehouse through the alley from here." The old policeman who was waiting here to answer spoke quickly, and after introducing the situation, he took Tang Cheng and the others into the alley.

Passing through this alley, Tang Cheng and the others appeared on another street, and the warehouse where arms were hoarded was in a frontage yard on this street. Tang Cheng, who was wearing cloth shoes at his feet, ran without making the slightest sound, but when he leaned sideways against the wall of the courtyard, Tang Cheng could already faintly hear the sound of breathing in the courtyard. Tang Cheng gestured sideways, nodded to each of the three old policemen who came over, and then the two of them tied their horses by the wall, folded their palms together, and propped them on their thighs.

As soon as Zhang Jiang and his subordinates ran out of the alley, they saw the four people from Tang Cheng who had rushed out of the alley one step earlier, two of them standing under the wall, and the other two had already climbed the wall at the moment. Tang Cheng's arms climbed the wall, and his arms suddenly exerted force, and the whole person rolled up and climbed onto the wall. In the courtyard across the wall, there were three men in short clothes standing scattered, and Tang Cheng on the wall appeared abruptly, and the people were still on the wall, and two black lights flew straight from the wall to the heads of two of them.

Tang Cheng threw out two iron bullets, which are the kind of iron bullets that many martial arts practitioners like to hold back and forth in their hands after middle age. It was also an accident that Tang Cheng brought these two iron bullets, this was the last time he went home, he snatched them from Tang Hu's hands, but when he left, he forgot to return them to Tang Hu, so he stayed by his side, and when he was free, he also took them in his hand a few times, and tonight this was the first time he took them out for actual combat.

It was dark, and people's vision was already restricted, and the two iron bullets thrown by Tang Cheng were both black and cast iron, and when the two iron bullets were in front of them, the two men in short clothes couldn't hide if they wanted to. "You go open the door, and I'll deal with the two in the house." Tang Cheng jumped down from the wall, and when the screams rang out, he threw the last man in short clothes in the courtyard to the ground. When the old policeman on the wall also jumped down, Tang Cheng knocked the short-clothed man under him unconscious with a punch, and then bounced off the ground and rushed straight to the main house.

There were only two guards in the main house, and when they heard the screams in the courtyard, these two people were blocked in the house by Tang Cheng before they could come out of the house. Waiting for Zhang Jiang and his men to rush into the courtyard from the courtyard gate that had been opened, the five short-clothed men guarding this place were already guarding the courtyard by the old policemen under Tang Cheng. "Where is the thing hidden?" Tang Cheng, who had been looking for it in the main house, didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with these five guards at the moment, and after asking again and no one spoke, Tang Cheng took out a short knife from his waist with a cold face and held it in his hand.

The short knife that Tang Cheng is using now was remade by an old blacksmith after Tang Cheng came to Chongqing. On the jet-black blade, only the blade part shone with cold light, and Tang Cheng pressed the tip of the knife against the nose of a guard. "I ask again, where are the munitions hidden? Whoever does not want to sin, speak. Tang Cheng's voice sounded a little low, but it seemed very oppressive, and the expressions of the five guards who were pressed in the courtyard immediately changed.

The two guards who were hit in the head by the iron bullet had been keeping their heads down and silent at the moment, and the one who was knocked unconscious by Tang Cheng's punch had been woken up by cold water, but he still looked delirious. As for the two guards that Tang Cheng dragged out of the main house, they were looking at Tang Cheng with an unruly face at the moment, and one of them was held to his nose by Tang Cheng with a knife.

Tang Cheng felt that the person in front of him was looking at him, and the fierce eyes of the beast looked as if he wanted to eat him in one bite. Tang Cheng didn't care about this at all, compared to this vicious look, Tang Cheng had seen too much from those Japanese spies who were arrested and tortured. However, Tang Cheng is not a good-tempered person, he naturally can't turn a blind eye to being stared at and threatened like this. Tang Cheng immediately shook the short knife in his hand and chuckled at the two short-clothed men who glared at him, "Have you ever killed someone?" With a knife, the kind that makes people bleed to death with a knife? ”