After his subordinates went out, the editor-in-chief pulled back and took out a few gold bars.

Looking at Huang Chengcheng's gold bar, the editor-in-chief shook his head, and secretly sneered again: "Zhi Na man, hehehe......"

Zhao Shirui arranged three teams of subordinates to start the search from the first one at the entrance of Taogu Street.

But two of the teams are for show.

Fang Buwei was followed by Song Yingjie, the company commander of the second company of the special service battalion directly under the military police headquarters.

This is because Fang Bu was afraid of an unexpected situation, and he was afraid that Zhao Shirui's subordinates would not have enough action strength, so he specially transferred a company from Zheng Shifei to him, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

knocked on the door of Wen Wei Po Agency, and the door was opened by a young man with black eyes and messy hair like a chicken nest.

Seeing that it was the police who knocked on the door, the man asked suspiciously, "Why did you come here again, didn't you search it in the middle of the night?" ”

The Republic of China 38 years ago was a period of real openness in the style of writing and freedom of the press, especially in Shanghai, where newspapers, no matter how big or small, did not dare to say anything.

Insulting the Japanese, the Nationalist Government, and the Chairman of the National Committee......

At this time, Wang Zhaoming had already been branded a "traitor" and a "sinner through the ages" by progressives and left-wing writers.

So the reporters at this time are really not afraid of the police of the Republic of China.

Last time, Fang Buwei cheated Zhao Shirui, and Zhao Shirui was imprisoned for more than a month, just because he beat the reporter and provoked public anger.

"What such nonsense, get out of the way!" Company Commander Song pushed the young man away.

A team of policemen rushed in, and Fang Buwei followed behind.

The place is not big, a maximum of 100 square meters, with only four rooms.

There weren't many people, seven people, all sleepy-eyed, and it seemed like they had been busy all night.

An old man in a robe walked up quickly, and asked with a smile on his face, "Didn't this sir, have you only searched once at night?" ”

"Look, is it me?" Song Lian squinted and asked, and waved his hand again, "Search for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Sir, tap and tap......" The old man grabbed Company Commander Song's hand, "Please also tell the brothers to tap ......"

Song Lian Changjue's palm was slammed, and two heavy things fell into his palm.

It's two small yellow croaker, no more and no less.

Company Commander Song nodded contentedly, and shouted loudly: "Give it a damn light to Lao Tzu, other people's machines are bought from foreigners at a high price, and you can't afford to pay for it if it is broken......

After shouting, Company Commander Song turned around again, leaned into the old man's ear and said: "Editor-in-chief, please understand the difficulties of the brothers, there is an order from the peak, let us search again, don't make a show, there is really no way to explain......"

The editor-in-chief smiled understandingly.

Company Commander Song raised his head again, pointed at the square, and looked arrogant: "You, go to each room to see if there are any suspects harboring, and the rest of the people, see if there is any information and telegram ...... for the common bandits."

"Sir, let me search for bandits?" Fang Buwei asked rhetorically with a look of surprise.

The editor-in-chief looked at Fang Buwei and saw at a glance that this person was a civilian who was recording with the team.

In this era of ordinary illiteracy, even in the police department, there is a large number of people who cannot read, and when there is a big operation, it is common to follow a document with the team.

"What such nonsense?" Company Commander Song kicked it over.

"Alas", Fang Buwei rubbed his thighs and entered the first room with a pen and notebook.

Fang Buwei's speed is extremely fast, the time spent in each room is no more than two minutes, and everything is just a glance, and it can no longer be perfunctory.

The other policemen also have similar virtues, and the editor-in-chief even saw that when one policeman read the documents, he took them upside down.

Sure enough, it's making a show.

When Fang Buwei searched the last room and squatted behind his desk to inspect, the editor-in-chief's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is the only problem with the entire newspaper.

But it didn't take a minute for Fang Buwei to stand up again.

"Sir, everything is normal!"

The editor-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's normal!" Company Commander Song nodded, and then asked, "What about other places?" ”

"Sir, normal!" Several policemen followed.

"Good!" Song Lian waved his hand again, "Next!" ”

The editor-in-chief secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed the police out of the newspaper office.

"Sir, go slowly!" Standing at the door, the editor-in-chief looked reluctant and waved his hand.

Fang Buwei secretly sneered.

"Your Excellency, Wen Wei Po has sent a signal, safe!" The men standing behind the window lowered their binoculars.

"From the time you enter the door to the time you come out, it takes less than ten minutes?" The editor-in-chief leaned back in his chair with a relaxed face, "This is not a search, but an opportunity to make money...... The people of China are really strange people......"

Out of the Wen Wei Po Agency, the two commercial houses next to each other were searching, and Company Commander Song and Fang Buwei walked into the third one.

The distance from Wen Wei Po to Hua Bao is 200 meters, but there are only five households.

Three firms, two private houses.

In particular, the two private houses next to each other occupy more than 100 meters of length.

Fang Buwei glanced slightly as he walked.

A figure stood behind the second-floor window of the newspaper office, still holding a telescope in his hand.

The business house is not large, only the shopkeeper is keeping vigil, and the two men hired have not yet come.

Fang Buwei went in a circle and stomped under the north and south walls respectively.

There are secret passages underground.

If nothing else, it should have been dug from Wen Wei Po to Huabao Newspaper.

Tunnels are indeed a good thing, both for hiding and for escape.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

Every group of Japanese spies found from his crossover will dig a secret channel in the hiding place, without exception.

This has become the first factor when the hidden Japanese spy chooses the location of the world.

But isn't that right?

Fang Buwei was suspicious again.

Since there is a tunnel between these two newspaper offices, even if martial law is imposed outside, they can communicate through the tunnel, so why should both of them send telegrams outside?

"Let's go, next!" Fang Buwei leaned over to Song Bianchang's side and whispered.

Company Commander Song nodded.

There are still two private houses left, and after the private houses, it is the Huabao newspaper office, which is only separated by a small alley, less than three meters wide, and can just drive a small car.

"What does it smell like?" Out of the door of the trading house, Fang Buwei smelled a foul smell, and subconsciously sniffled.

"The ditch is blocked!" Company Commander Song pointed to the small alley between the newspaper office and the private house, "Right there, when we came, the people from the Public Works Bureau were arranging repairs and were driven away......

Although the slate was covered, Fang Buwei could still see that there was stinky water overflowing from the cracks.