Fu Xiao'an's blatant assassination of the Ministry of Industry became a fuse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All the members of the anti-Japanese organization began to move, walking on the road of the public concession, He Zifeng could smell the smell of gunpowder, because of the Shanghai Municipal Government's pressure on the Ministry of Industry Bureau, so there were often traitors entering the concession, and after the assassination incident, the Ministry of Industry Bureau protested against the Shanghai Municipal Government and made countermeasures.

As soon as the two sides did this, the military command began to surface, and people in the concession continued to be sniped, and this momentum began to intensify.

He Zifeng walked, then stopped, and there was a puddle of stains on the ground under his feet, red and black.

Just yesterday, where he was standing, an official of the Shanghai Municipal Government had his throat slit, and people who witnessed him nearby said that it appeared to be a cut in the carotid artery, and blood was spraying into the air, as high as a meter.

And this stain at the foot of He Zifeng came from like this.

Back in the watch shop, He Zifeng sat down in front of the workbench, in the morning, Xiao Ma called, a guest sent a pocket watch, the price is very expensive, he and Xiao Qian dare not start.

He Zifeng can't come to the watch shop a few times a month now, and Xiao Ma and Xiao Qian will eat at Fengyuan Tea House at noon, and they can leave a message if they have something, but this does not affect the business in the watch shop.

Originally, He Zifeng went to Japan by telegram to ask his counterparts there to buy goods, but until the war, Japan's domestic materials have begun to be tight, and some industries have begun to decline.

Fortunately, Qin Hai's fleet was there, and He Zifeng didn't have any troubles in this regard.

Carefully opened the back cover, a very thin note came into view, He Zifeng was strange, he opened the note, there was no handwriting on it, but there were countless needle eyes, dense, but carefully arranged.

Is it Blair?!

He Zifeng was slightly stunned, and instantly understood what was inside this note.

Blair, in fact, is what we know as Braille, also known as Braille. Was Louis the French Blind? Blair was created in 1824, so Braille is internationally called Blair.

The note in He Zifeng's hand was extremely small, only the width of two toothpicks, and it was folded into five folds, each fold was composed of an independent 6 points, and there were exactly 6 words before and after.

Beware of the assassination of the military commanders!

This is someone who passed a message to himself, He Zifeng's brows were furrowed together, who would pass the message to himself?

Is it a sunflower?

No, the signboard on Haig Road is their information transmission area, and Sunflower will not give up where it is not used, but use such a means to convey information to itself.

Gu Jianjun can't, so who will it be?

He Zifeng remembered the female gunman who sent a report in the Japanese-occupied area a few months ago, after so much time, she seemed to have evaporated from the world, could it be him?

But soon, He Zifeng overturned his idea again, absolutely not, he concealed it very well, and only three people knew his identity.

Putting aside his thoughts, his eyes returned to this note, beware of the assassination of the military commander!

Assassinate whom? Are you trying to assassinate me?

Operation Hurricane has long been over, and the military command has already given up on its actions against itself, so why should it start targeting itself now?

He Zifeng couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to, and suddenly, he thought of a person, maybe she would encounter the same danger as herself, and this person was Li Mei!

It was too late to inform Xiao Liu and Ma Wangye, who were waiting for him in the store, He Zifeng hurriedly went out, it was already approaching evening, the roads in Shanghai were a little bleak, after a hot summer, this autumn was extremely dry, and his feet stepped on the yellow fallen leaves, and there was a crisp sound.

He tightened his suit and walked briskly towards Dongqiao Hutong, he knew a shortcut, and from there, it was faster than the car.

He Zifeng walked forward, there were occasional passers-by coming home from work, just when he walked out not far away, there was a shout behind him, He Zifeng looked back, and saw that on the other side of the road, a young man in a suit and leather shoes was waving at him.

Tu Tianchong? How did you end up here?

He Zifeng was strange, he looked at Tu Tianchong carefully, the other party was holding a briefcase in his hand, his hair was also well groomed, and he was wearing a tie very formally.

Sky Chong? What are you, what is the situation with your dress?

To be honest, it was the first time He Zifeng had seen Tu Tianchong wear it like this, all along, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, Tu Tianchong would always be wearing a black shirt, and this sudden 180-degree change, He Zifeng was really a little unaccustomed.

Tu Tianchong straightened his tie with a smile and said to He Zifeng, how is it? Okay, right?

He told He Zifeng that now he was working in a nearby trading house, and since he was kicked out by the Seventh Master, he had not mixed with several incense masters who had left the Green Gang.

Because Legomei was managing by himself before, Tu Tianchong still knows a lot about bookkeeping, and now he is doing quite well in this firm.

That's good now. Tu Tianchong concluded, and then he asked He Zifeng, where are you going, Master He?

He Zifeng didn't say it explicitly, and Tu Tianchong didn't ask much, he pointed not far away and said, The place I rent now is there, do you want to go over and have a cup of tea before leaving?

No.

He Zifeng smiled and patted Tu Tianchong's shoulder, and said to him, come to Fengyuan Tea House to sit when you are free, if you are not happy in the trading house, then come to the Tea House.

Tu Tianchong also smiled, and he said, how many people can you support in your tea house? I have nothing to do when I go, do I still eat and drink for nothing?

Are there still few people there who eat and drink for nothing? Not missing you.

Tu Tianchong thought of Xiaoliu and them, and the two couldn't help laughing, He Zifeng looked at the sky and said, Okay, I should go, goodbye.

Let's go together, I'll go that way anyway. Tu Tianchong pulled down his collar and said with a smile, Actually, I'm not used to wearing a suit. As he spoke, he took the lead and walked forward.

He Zifeng followed, and the two talked all the way, and finally parted ways at the intersection.

He Zifeng turned into an alley, but he didn't go far, he felt that the situation was wrong, he stopped and looked sideways to look back, several black shadows flashed at the mouth of the alley, and he was being watched!

Thinking of the note, He Zifeng's eyelids twitched a few times, he turned around and walked forward quickly.

The footsteps behind him became more and more urgent, unusually chaotic, listening to the sound, there were at least three people, He Zifeng still wanted to speed up his pace, but there was a shout from behind him.

The people in front of you stand still, or I'll shoot!

He Zifeng's figure suddenly stopped in place, he slowly raised his hands, and slowly turned around, looking at the three men not far in front of him.

was about to say something, when suddenly a black shadow flashed behind the three people, and then there were three soft sounds, and the three people fainted directly to the ground.

The black shadow breathed a sigh of relief, looked at He Zifeng with concern, and asked him, Master He, are you okay?