What's wrong, did Gu Zhenlong really say it?

Fang Buwei suddenly pricked up his ears.

But Qian Dajun's voice was too low, and Fang Buwei stood at the back again, so even if he was at the tip of his ear, he only heard the word "madam".

Madam?

The "lady" in Qian Dajun's mouth can only be Mrs. Song.

What happened to Mrs. Song?

"Whoa......" The chairman grabbed the pot on the table and slammed it to the floor, shattering the white porcelain to the ground.

Fang Buwei raised his head and saw that the chairman's face was purple like pork liver.

Gu Zhenlong's heart trembled, and he turned his head to look at Fang Buwei.

What's wrong?

Ma Chunfeng lowered his head, looked at the broken porcelain pieces, and was secretly frightened.

"Tomorrow this time, if you can't catch anyone again, you won't have to come again......

The chairman of the committee rarely did not curse, but his tone was gloomy and cold, and his eyes showed a terrifying fierce light.

Arrest?

The chairman could only say Huang Jun.

"You say!" The chairman of the committee pointed to Qian Dajun.

Qian Dajun settled down: "In the morning, Mrs. Song and her adviser took a car to the front line in Shanghai to express their condolences. An hour ago, when the car was traveling to Suzhou, it was bombed by Japanese planes, and the car rushed off the road and rolled over in the river......

Mrs. Song escaped, on the one hand, because of good luck, and on the other hand, Mrs. Song's driver was calm and reacted quickly.

When she saw the bomber, Mrs. Song's driver noticed that something was wrong, and at one point raised the speed of the car to sixty yards, and all the bombs dropped by the plane missed, only blowing up a few craters on the road.

With the performance of the car in this era, if you step on the fuel tank, the car may not be able to run to 60 yards, which is equivalent to the driver giving full play to the performance of the car.

After the bomb on the bomber was dropped, Mrs. Song's car remained unharmed, and the bomber turned to strafing with machine guns, bursting the right rear tire of the car.

When the driver was shot in the back, he used three tires and sped for nearly five miles, and after seeing a stone bridge in the river, he resolutely rushed down.

Although the car eventually overturned on its side, fortunately it rushed into the bridge hole, and the Japanese military plane saw that the assassination was hopeless, so it turned around and returned.

At this point, Mrs. Song escaped the catastrophe, but only broke three ribs.

Advisor Tuna broke his head, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

Both were taken to Suzhou Hospital.

But the guards and entourage in the rear car were not so lucky, the body was beaten like a sieve, three guards and a driver were not spared, the flesh and blood of the beating were blurred, and even who was who couldn't tell who was who.

Gu Zhenlong and Ma Chunfeng looked at each other, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Fang Buwei also looked confused.

Mrs. Song was almost blown up?

This is definitely the Japanese army got the information about Mrs. Song's trip and assassinated her purposefully.

You must know that at this stage, the Shanghai battlefield is still occupied by the Nationalist army, and most of the Japanese army's support troops are still at sea, and there are not many fighters in Shanghai.

Under these circumstances, if they had not known the itinerary of the specific target, the Japanese would not have sent a special fighter plane to Suzhou to bomb it.

Even if it is to be fried, it can only be Suzhou City, so why do you want to do it from outside?

The chairman of the committee linked this matter with Huang Jun's leak, which means that Mrs. Song traveled to Shanghai to offer condolences, and Huang Jun should have known about it.

Fang Buwei just wanted to ask and confirm it, but he thought that his identity was wrong, so he simply shut up.

He took two steps forward, stood behind Gu Zhenlong, and gently touched Gu Zhenlong's shoulder.

Gu Zhenlong shook coldly, turned his head, and gave Fang Buwei a hard look.

Fang is not confused.

What's wrong, what does it have to do with yourself?

Fang Buwei's eyelids jumped, and he instantly understood that Gu Zhenlong thought of the note.

How can it be?

Fang Buwei pointed to his wrist.

Gu Zhenlong looked down, and Fang Buwei's fingers fell on the watch on his left wrist.

yes, the time is not right!

That note was sent to the Japanese consulate more than an hour ago, even if the consulate sent a telegram to Shanghai at that time, and the Japanese army in Shanghai made a plan to assassinate the fighters, but it would take time for the plane to fly from Shanghai to Suzhou, right?

And Mrs. Song was injured an hour ago, and the time is not right at all.

Gu Zhenlong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The main reason is that the news that Mrs. Song was almost killed was too shocking, and Gu Zhenlong was in a hurry for a while, losing his former calmness and wisdom.

He's pretty good.

Ma Chunfeng hadn't come back to his senses yet, and his face was as white as snow in winter.

What do you eat at Shanghai and Suzhou stations?

Such a big movement, and no news came at all?

"Go prepare the car, go to Suzhou!" The chairman of the committee pointed to Qian Dajun.

The faces of several people changed drastically.

What if the Japanese fighters went and returned?

Qian Dajun, Gu Zhenlong, and Ma Chunfeng, the three of them stubbornly admonished, and finally persuaded the chairman of the committee.

"What are you doing here?" The chairman's anger has not subsided, and it is not pleasing to anyone.

Gu Zhenlong winked, and the three of them retreated at the same time.

Didn't you say that you had to ask the chairman of the committee, did Huang Jun still participate in any confidential meetings, and Gu Zhenlong forgot about this stubble?

Also, at least I have to ask the chairman, how did Huang Jun know about Mrs. Song's travel plan?

"Idiot!" Gu Zhenlong scolded, "The chairman of the committee is on fire, where does he care if the time is right?" ”

Fang Buwei blinked his eyes and looked at Gu Zhenlong in disbelief.

It means that as long as the matter of the note is mentioned, the black cauldron of Mrs. Song's assassination will definitely be carried on her head?

Gu Zhenlong snorted coldly again.

Well, it seems that the chairman does have such unreasonable times.

Gu Zhenlong was afraid that he would suffer from the pond fish.

Next, I had to find out what was on that note as soon as possible.

"What's the matter with you?" Sitting in the car, Gu Zhenlong asked Ma Chunfeng, who was clucking with his teeth.

Ma Chunfeng's performance and Fang Buwei are simply two extremes.

Fang Buwei didn't care about the performance, so many big things happened one after another, as if they had nothing to do with him.

But Ma Chunfeng was like his son had been killed.

"A few days ago, I also reported to the chairman of the NPC National Committee, and ordered all stations in the Shanghai Special Economic Zone and East China to pay close attention to the movements of the Japanese army, and to report any abnormal movements immediately......

Ma Chunfeng gritted his teeth and replied.

Fang Buwei's heart jumped.

Fortunately, the chairman of the committee was angry and did not expect this, otherwise Ma Chunfeng would have been miserable.

Such a big plane, not a fly, at a glance, you can tell that it is flying towards Nanjing, but the spies in Shanghai District don't see it?

Also, the bombers dropped more than a dozen bombs outside the city of Suzhou, and the spies at the Suzhou station were deaf?

Mrs. Song has been sent to the hospital for an hour, and the spies at Suzhou Station have not sent a word of information.

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