Fang Buwei finally waited for the person sent by Guan Jingyan.

But he didn't expect that it was Chen Haoqiu who led the team.

He really admired Guan Jingyan to death, and he didn't let him go when he should have let him go, but when it was critical, he sent Chen Zhiqiu over.

After entering the door, seeing that Fang Buwei didn't even say hello, just looked at himself fixedly, Chen Haoqiu could roughly guess what Fang Buwei was worried about.

"Thanks to Brother Fang, Lao Chen and my brothers finally came out, thank you for your great kindness!" Chen Haoqiu solemnly made a gesture to Fang Buwei. A group of Shanghai station leaders in the room did the same. Fang Buwei felt like worshipping the boss in Hong Kong films in his previous life.

"Stationmaster Chen is polite!" Fang Buwei said lightly.

"Before leaving, Commissioner Guan ordered us to wait for the only Fang brothers. I know the importance of it, and I will never interfere with Brother Fang's plan. Now my Lao Chen is a small soldier under your brother, Brother Fang, just ask me to do it! Did you hear me clearly? ”

Chen Haoqiu's last sentence was shouted at Yang Dingan and other leaders of the Shanghai station.

"Humble duty understands!" The sound is low, but it is uniform.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Chen Haoqiu would take away his command as soon as he came. Now that the situation is so complicated, he doesn't dare to be careless.

It seems that Chen Haoqiu is indeed grateful to him. Although Guan Jingyan said that they still wore sinful bodies, being able to get out of prison meant that they were exempted from capital crimes. To put it more seriously, Fang Buwei is their savior.

Second, Chen Haoqiu also understood that Guan Jingyan didn't trust them. If you want to clear the suspicion, you still have to fall on Fang Buwei.

"Then the brother is offended!" Fang Buwei hugged his fists.

Now is not the time to be polite.

A group of leaders surrounded Fang Buwei and listened to him arrange the operation mission.

……

Half an hour later, most of the people in the room left one after another, leaving Chen Haoqiu and Fang Buwei alone.

"I'll go myself!" Fang Buwei stood up.

"It's too dangerous!" Chen Haoqiu said.

"It's okay, I'm measured!" Fang is not a return.

If he wants to implement the plan smoothly, he can only go in person, and others don't have that ability.

Fang Buwei put on a suit and hat and left the hotel.

Yang Dingan told him that the people sitting in those cars were dressed like this.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and it's a good time for night Shanghai to spend all day drinking and getting drunk.

A few nightclubs not far away are singing.

Fang Buwei walked around to the back street unhurriedly.

The Japanese don't know that their whereabouts have long been exposed, so when they act, they are not so secretive.

Whether there is a mental calculation or not, the Japanese layout near the small building is all clear to Yang Ding'an.

The small building faces the street on three sides, and there are two people watching on each side. Because there are street lights on the left and right sides, there is no way to arrange dark whistles, so they can only be mobile whistles.

Fang Buwei chose the backstreet here, because there are no street lights, and there are no pedestrians at this time. Even if there is an accident, as long as you don't shoot, you won't alarm the other Japanese.

The alley was so dark that you could barely see your fingers. But it's hard to do. After only one walk, he found the location of the two secret sentinels.

One was in the bushes on the side of the road diagonally opposite the small building, and the other was squatting on the back wall of the small building.

As long as you don't walk up to you to see it, normal people won't be able to find out.

Fang Buwei and two subordinates staggered shoulder-to-shoulder.

These two people are the two best players in Shanghai, and Chen Haoqiu picked them out.

The two drunks, all drunk, hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, and staggered forward.

There are many nightclubs and restaurants nearby, and it is not uncommon for two drunks to appear.

"Under the right wall!" Fang Buwei lowered his voice and said quickly.

Two drunks leaned in.

Fang Buwei approached the secret sentry hidden in the bushes, unbuttoning his pants with one hand, wanting to relieve himself.

Jing Fang didn't remind him, and the two big men saw the secret whistle.

"Oh, brother, you don't drink too much?"

The Japanese became alert and stood up and wanted to pull out their guns, but the two big men didn't give him a chance at all.

The two men pounced at the same time, one grabbed the hand of the Japanese who was about to draw the gun with one hand, and covered the Japanese mouth with the other hand around the neck.

The other put his arm around his waist and stabbed him in the chest, and pulled it out, another one.

Another sentry saw the movement of his companion and was about to rush out, but Fang Buwei pounced, grabbed the Japanese by the neck with his left hand, prevented him from shouting, and smashed his right hand on the sentry's neck.

With a "click", Fang Buwei directly smashed the Japanese Adam's apple.

Fang Buwei did not let go, but smashed two more punches.

When he let go of his hand, a stream of blood came out of the Japanese mouth, and the man fell limply.

When I probed my nose again, I was already out of breath and out of breath and in.

Fang Buwei dragged the body into the bushes. The two drunks staggered to the corner of the street again.

This was planned in advance, just so as not to alarm Ye Xinheng.

Fang Buwei took two quick steps and hid under the back wall of the small building. He saw the lights on the third floor, and the male professor glanced at the kitchen window, and saw two drunks walking to the corner of the street, turning off the lights and going back.

There was no movement on the second floor, and Fang Buwei only heard Mrs. Ye turn over.

Luckily, everything went well.

Fang Buwei threw this corpse into the bushes as well.

Walking under the wall, Fang Buwei jumped hard, climbed the wall with both hands, and the whole person went up like a raccoon.

He didn't rush to jump down, but lay on the wall and looked left and right a few times.

Everything is normal.

There are players on both sides who attract mobile sentinels, and the Japanese will not be able to reach the backstreets for a while and a half.

Fang Buwei gently went down the wall.

The lights on the first floor were dark, and the two Frenchmen hadn't come back yet.

The lights are still on on the third floor, and it's in the bedroom.

Fang Buwei climbed the window and quietly went up to the windowsill on the second floor.

The doors of the two bedrooms are closed, I don't know if Ye Xinheng is asleep.

Fang Buwei could hear Mrs. Ye turn over from time to time.

He pulled a thin steel wire with a hook from his bosom.

This was found for him by Yang Ding'an after he finalized the action plan.

Habitual thieves use this thing to open doors and pick locks.

Fang Buwei pierced the steel wire through the crack in the window little by little. With a little more force, he pulled up and down, grinding the gap between the two windows a little wider.

When the wire can move freely, do not slowly provoke the latch.

As luck would have it, I just hooked off the latch in one fell swoop.

Fang Buwei took off his shoes and put them in the corner of the windowsill. Then with a slight force, I pushed the window open.

His movements were light, and the wooden windows only made a soft "squeak" sound. It's all covered by the sound of music coming from the nightclub.