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Chapter 471 Hiding from the Sky and Crossing the Sea Eleven

"The underground party is everywhere, and it's not surprising that you can get mixed in with the green gang......" Saki replied.

"Hmm!" Tong Miao nodded in agreement, and said, "The use of the police department to close the streets and arrest shows that they take this matter very seriously." All the people who notified us have withdrawn, and you don't show up again, and if you want to pass on the information, just use the phone! ”

"Good!" Saki replied, and said, "I'll go out one last time and notify the inside line of the National Police Agency, so that he can take measures to find out the specific progress of Zhao Shirui's investigation!" ”

"Be vigilant!" Tong Miao confessed again.

"Clear!" Saki replied, and was about to leave when the sound of firecrackers sounded outside again.

Saki stopped, and when the sound of firecrackers was over, he pointed outside and asked, "Your Excellency, why hasn't the National Police Agency sealed this place?" ”

"Commander Gu wants to be incense, who dares to seal it?" Tong Miao let out a sneer.

The dojo of the Chicken Cry Temple was set up by Gu Zhenlong in the center.

No wonder!

After Saki left the foreign company, there were many more monks outside, and half of the street was enclosed.

The monks of the Chicken Cry Temple practiced things, and even regarded half of the meridian road as a dojo.

Everything has been scheduled.

Grocery Exhibitions, Changmao Commercial Bank, Freight Yards, Danfeng Street and other places, all the arrest staff have been in place.

Now wait for Fang to give an order.

"Do you remember my words?" Gu Zhenlong asked sharply.

"Rest assured, commander, keep your humble duties in mind!" Fang Buwei's head is the same as a chicken that eats rice.

In order to be able to participate in the arrest in person, Fang Bu said a lot of words for guarantees, and felt that his tongue was shortened.

But the sooner Fang Buwei agreed, the more Gu Zhenlong distrusted.

Yesterday's Fang Buwei also agreed so happily, saying that he would not be in danger if he was right, and as soon as he arrived in the north of the Drum Tower, he threw his men at the contact point and ran to reconnoitre.

Chen Zuyan next to him wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end, he still didn't say the urging words.

If he opens his mouth, it will have the opposite effect, and it is strange that Gu Zhenlong will agree.

But if Fang doesn't want to go, no one is at ease.

Chen Zuyan quietly gave Chen Chao a look.

Chen Chao blinked, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said to Gu Zhenlong: "It's not early!" ”

"Get out!" Gu Zhenlong roared angrily.

Fang Buwei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and fled.

Seeing that Fang Buwei went out, Chen Chao persuaded again: "Fang Buwei doesn't know how to measure, you have blackmailed him with grounding, where does he dare to come nonsense?" ”

"Phew!" Gu Zhenlong took a sip, "Lao Tzu dares to bet with you, when he goes out of this door, he can take Lao Tzu's words as a deaf ear......

"Commander, rest assured, it was reconnaissance before, and now it is a ......capture," Ma Dongfeng said again, "There are so many good hands, Fang Buwei can't make any more personal risks!" ”

Gu Zhenlong snorted coldly, meaning that you will see it when the time comes.

"What do you see me doing?" Seeing Chen Chao staring at him, Gu Zhenlong shouted again, "Do the right thing!" ”

Chen Chao rolled his eyes helplessly, turned around, picked up a piece of paper and slapped it in front of Yin Wenzheng's eyes.

Yin Wenzheng is the director of the training department of the Capital Police Department.

In the morning, it was he who inquired from Zhao Shirui's subordinates, and after knowing the news that Zhao Shirui had gone to the Central Prison, he reported it to Saki's contact point on Danfeng Street.

"Do I want to teach you?" Chen Chao asked coldly.

Yin Wenzheng shook his head violently.

For this kind of traitor who betrays his ancestors and seeks glory, Fang Buwei is not soft at all, and when he comes up, he is electrocuted, and after only one beat, Yin Wenzheng collapsed, asking what to explain.

Yin Wenzheng took a few deep breaths and recited the information on the paper.

The ritual was to be performed for three days, day and night, but after the third quarter of the first lunar month, that is, after half past nine in the evening, firecrackers were not allowed.

The ritual of the Chicken Crying Temple is naturally not arranged, and for this reason, Gu Zhenlong used his relationship to specially invite a virtuous monk from Lingyin Temple to come over.

Fang Buwei looked at his watch, it was almost nine o'clock, and there was still half an hour before the sound of firecrackers stopped.

Complete enough.

As soon as I walked through the doorway, there was a long line of beggars sitting on this side near the Arctic Pavilion, and there were dozens of them.

When he saw Fang Buwei, a beggar raised the broken bowl, and the other party shouted: "Tan Yue, okay......"

Mr. Sun has just returned.

This is the implicit meaning of this sentence.

After Chen Chang's false news was sent, Fang Buwei ordered Zhao Shirui to send the police of each substation to close the streets and search the streets area by area, and now it has been sealed to Danfeng Street, and it is impossible for me to rely on manpower to transmit information.

Now if Mr. Sun wants to contact his intelligence officers or internal lines, he can only rely on the phone.

Fang Buwei's ultimate intention was to let Mr. Sun expose all the contact points and force all of Mr. Sun's subordinates to the north of the Drum Tower and wipe them out.

"Tan Yue, it's a good ......" Seeing Fang was indifferent, Zheng Shifei reminded him again.

Fang Buwei raised his eyes and almost couldn't hold back.

Ragged and unkempt......

The beggars played by Camp Commander Zheng did not appear here out of thin air, these beggars were all attracted by the dojo of the Chicken Crying Temple.

In addition to Camp Commander Zheng, there were at least ten other team members mixed in.

Camp Commander Zheng glared at Fang Buwei vaguely, and raised the bowl in front of Fang Buwei's eyes.

"Get out!" Fang Buwei scolded and walked forward.

The monk next to him, who was in charge of maintaining order among the beggars, glared at Fang Buwei, meaning that in the Empty Gate Holy Land, he even dared to speak out.

Fang Buwei didn't know what was particular about the monk's dojo when he was lecturing, and what details were there, Gu Zhenlong told him for a long time, and he didn't understand it.

At this point, even half of the meridian road has become the dojo realm of the Chicken Crying Temple.

Starting from the mountain gate of the Arctic Pavilion, there is a monk carrying a lantern every few meters, one is to welcome guests, and the other is to guide the way.

At the entrance of the mountain gate, there stood a sturdy monk like a mountain, with one hand and a golden steel pestle in the other.

This monk should be dressed as the protector of the mountain gate, majestic, not angry......

It's Ye Xingzhong.

When he saw Fang Buwei, Ye Xingzhong's firm palm moved his little thumb.

It means that the people of Dasheng Ocean Company have never come in and out of here again.

Behind Ye Xingzhong was the drainage hole leading to the freight yard and Dasheng Yangxing, and the entrance of the cave was covered with a red cloth at this time.

Fang Buwei nodded and continued to walk inside.

After walking more than ten meters, Fang Bu pretended to be relieved, got off the roadbed, and got into the bushes on the side of the road.

Along with him, there were several monks on the side of the road.

"When you hear the sound of firecrackers, you act, remember, it's firecrackers, not ......fireworks," Fang Buwei explained to Liu Anqiang, who was wearing a robe.

"It's not enough to attack directly, what are you going to do to reconnoitre?" Liu Anqiang asked puzzled.