"I won't be able to explain it to you for a while!" Fang is not a return.

"Brother Fang, it's very difficult for me to do this!" Liu Anqiang had a bitter face.

"Don't just tell the commander?" Fang Buwei patted Liu Anqiang on the shoulder, and explained, "Remember, guarding the back door and the entrance of the cave, if someone runs out, they will shoot, you must not rush in......"

Seeing that Liu Anqiang nodded, Fang Buwei dodged into the culvert.

Looking at the red cloth shaking at the entrance of the cave, Liu Anqiang gritted his teeth.

Gu Zhenlong asked him to look at Fang Buwei, to see where he could live?

……

Fang Buwei wanted to confirm whether there was anyone else hiding in Dasheng Foreign Bank besides Mr. Sun.

He always felt that this Mr. Sun's performance was a little weird, and he didn't look like the supreme person in charge of this group of spies at all.

Every time he received information, Mr. Sun would return to Dasheng and not long before he would go out again or arrange operations.

Fang Buwei was very suspicious, this Mr. Sun was just following orders.

What kind of character will be able to command Mr. Sun?

Again, Fang Buwei still wants to find out whether the underground of the foreign company has been dug up by the Japanese into the appearance of the tunnel war in the movie.

Afraid of startling the snake, Fang Buwei has not dared to explore the situation of the foreign bank and the underground tunnel under the freight yard. Now that the action is imminent, and the movement outside is so big, it is the best opportunity.

Fang Buwei entered the culvert, and his movements were very light, as if he was walking a tightrope.

He was afraid that the Japanese had set up some kind of mechanism in it.

When he walked to the position where the back door of the company was straight, Fang Buwei finally heard the movement.

The sound came from inside the walls of the culvert.

First there was a "bang", and then there was a "click" sound, so I don't speculate that the people inside were smoking.

The people inside polished the matches, and they could hear the voice, indicating that the tunnel entrance was not sealed.

Fang Buwei held his feet, leaned over gently, and reached out to touch it.

It is a thick plank of wood, disguised as a stone wall.

Fang Buwei showed a sneer, slowly squatted down, took out a ball of twine and a few nails from his pocket, and took out three grenades from his waist.

There was a gap between the stones, and Fang pressed the nails into them without a little force......

It didn't take a few minutes for Fang Buwei to lay three tricky mines at the entrance of the tunnel.

Fang Buwei continued to move forward, touching as he walked.

Walked all the way to the end of the culvert, and no similar entrance or exit was found.

Fang Buwei sighed.

The grenade is a bit too much!

The culvert leads directly to the cargo yard, where there are not only patrolling guards, but also several large wolf dogs.

It may be that they are impatient to listen to the sound of firecrackers and the sound of monks chanting, and the guards don't know where to hide and be lazy.

And those wolf dogs, who were blown up by the sound of firecrackers for half the night, had long lost their alertness.

Like a ghost, Fang Buwei climbed the wall of the freight yard, jumped down, and climbed onto the outer wall of the foreign company.

……

A firework exploded, and half of the sky lit up.

"Let's go!" Waiting for the second firework to light up, Gu Zhenlong said to the driver.

The driver honked his horn twice, and the lead car on the road started to start.

There were more than a dozen cars in front and back, and the guards alone were close to a hundred.

Gu Zhenlong naturally didn't have such a big pomp.

Behind his car, there were two more cars, one was Chen Zuyan, and the other was Minister Song, who had just returned from the United States.

Because the chairman of the committee embezzled anti-Japanese funds to suppress bandits, Minister Song, who had been the minister of finance, had a quarrel with the chairman of the committee, and then resigned in anger, and then Minister Kong took over.

Minister Song and Chen Zuyan both have the experience of studying in the United States, and the two have a very good personal relationship.

It is true that neither of them believes in Buddhism, but it does not prevent them from following Gu Zhenlong to see the excitement.

……

Opposite Chen Jun University, Consulate General of Japan.

"Your Excellency, look!" The military attache stood on the second floor and pointed to the door of the Army University.

Groups of soldiers came out of it and began to set up defenses north of the Drum Tower.

"Is this martial law?" The vice consul was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction of Dasheng Yangxing.

"Didi!"

Immediately afterward, one car after another drove out of the Army University.

"Gendarmerie Command...... Organization Department of the Central Committee of the Kuomintang ...... The Executive Yuan ...... "military attachés recognize license plates one by one," Gu Zhenlong ...... Chen Zuyan, Song Ziwen ......"

When the vice consul heard that it was Gu Zhenlong and Song Ziwen, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ziwen is the brother-in-law of Premier Sun and Chairman of the National People's Congress, so it is not surprising that there is such a big pomp.

"In the past two days, Gu Zhenlong has helped Jiming Temple to hold a ceremony, and the movement is not small...... At this time, I should have taken Chen Zuyan and Song Ziwen to watch the ceremony......"

The military attache also felt that he was a little surprised.

If the secret service in Nanjing wanted to take any action, it would not have been possible to send people from under the nose of the consulate with such fanfare.

As soon as the convoy set off, the guards who opened the way first had already arrived at the mountain gate of the Arctic Pavilion.

There were not many people, about twenty or thirty, and they only drove the onlookers and beggars begging for food away from the roadside and made way for the small car to travel.

These guards are all disguised by elite members of various secret agencies.

Using a ritual to cover up all traces of the arrangement, Fang Buwei has not noticed anything abnormal until now, whether it is Tongmiao and Saki, or the Japanese consulate.

"Why don't you clear these people?" Saki looked at the guard standing next to Hanako, and asked Tongmiao curiously.

"This is a grand event in Buddhism, since Gu Zhenlong worships the Buddha, he also has to talk about a little face!" Tongmiao replied.

Fang Buwei listened to the sound of the conversation below, and climbed lightly to a position less than a meter away from Saki and Tongmiao, and then climbed quietly.

"Whew!"

The second round of fireworks began to be set off, one after the other, lighting up most of the sky.

Taking advantage of the sound, Fang Buwei quickly lifted a piece of green tile on the roof.

Underneath the green tiles is dry mud pasted up, and under the dry mud is a wooden plank.

After the three fireworks were finished, Fang Buwei had cleared a gap in the roof.

There was no light on below, and Fang Buwei's movements were extremely light, and neither Saki nor Tongmiao noticed the dust falling from the roof.

Through the gap, Fang Buwei saw an old man and a young man, two people standing in front of the window, looking at the convoy that drove to the door of the Arctic Pavilion.

He naturally knew Saki, but Tongmiao had never seen it.

Fang Buwei pricked up his ears, trying to judge who this old man was from the conversation between the two people.

"Why are so many people here?" Seeing the soldiers of the brigade running out of the door, Tong Miao was shocked.

"There's a car in the back...... Song Ziwen is also here? The convoy didn't stop, it should have been all guards......" Saki replied.

Tong Miao frowned, "Why do I have a feeling of panic?" ”

"Your Excellency, you mean to come at us?" Saki asked in surprise.

"Whether it's or not, you can't stay here!" Tongmiao replied.