At half past ten o'clock in the evening, six black cars drove out of the Pinggang Mansion on North Sichuan Road one after another.

Feng Chen and Ishikawa Masao were in the first car.

"Feng Sang, where do we start first?" Masao Ishikawa asked.

"First go to the "Fuxing Times" office on Fukaisen Road, this newspaper has great influence and has always incited the people to resist Japan and oppose Japan, and most of the reporters and editors in it are anti-Japanese elements." Feng Chen replied.

Feng Chen's first choice was the Fuxing Times, the largest underground propaganda organization controlled by the Military Command Bureau, which was also decided by Feng Chen after careful consideration.

"Fuxing Times" is subordinate to the Shanghai District of the Military Command, and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, Wang Nina, is also a veteran agent of the Military Command, who once assisted Chen Zhiping in assassinating Wang Yaqiao in Wuzhou, Guangxi.

Feng Chen took Wang Nina under the knife, and he also wanted to vent the resentment in his heart for the dead Wang Yaqiao!

When reporting to Dai Li's list of newspapers to be raided, Feng Chen deliberately put "Fuxing Times" in the first place, and Feng Chen thought that Dai Li might order the newspaper to be protected.

Who knows, Dai Li actually agreed, Feng Chen didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Dai Li's gourd.

Since Dai Li acquiesced, he had nothing to scruple about, so he took the "Fuxing Times" first!

"Feng Sang, I heard that the backstage boss of this newspaper is Dai Li's Military Command Bureau, let's raid it today, isn't it equivalent to openly declaring war on Dai Li's Military Command Bureau?" Masao Ishikawa asked with some concern.

"Haha, Ishikawa-kun, are you scared? Haven't you been fighting against Dai Li? Feng Chen laughed twice and asked Ishikawa Masao.

"Feng Sang, this is different, it turns out that the military commanders mainly deal with the people and traitors on the military side, we copied this newspaper today, I'm afraid that from tomorrow, the Japanese consulate in Shanghai will also become the target of Dai Li's attack!"

Masao Ishikawa's fears are justified, since the fall of Shanghai, it is true that the underground organization of the military command has not carried out attacks on diplomatic offices such as consulates.

In Dai Li's mind, people working in diplomatic offices such as consulates and consulates are just a group of civilian officials who do nothing, and it is not worth bothering to deal with them.

Dai Li's deal was with those Japanese agents and traitors.

The car soon arrived at a garden-style mansion on Fox Road, where the Renaissance Times office was located, and where most of the editors and reporters lived.

When Wang Xinheng was the head of the Shanghai District of the Military Command, he had brought Feng Chen here twice, and Feng Chen was still relatively familiar with the situation here.

"Ishikawa-kun, surround the mansion here, try not to use guns, so as not to alarm the patrol, and then, you bring a few people, let's go in and arrest people." After the car stopped, Feng Chen commanded.

"Okay!" Masao Ishikawa agreed, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Soon, the plainclothes Japanese military police of the Action Team of the Institute of Greater East Asian Culture were trained to quickly surround the entire mansion.

Then, Masao Ishikawa led a few people to the car he was sitting in and knocked on the window.

"Feng Sang, it's already arranged."

"Okay, action!"

Feng Chen pushed the car door and got out of the car, and rushed into the mansion with Ishikawa Masao.

Because it was in the French Concession, there were no guards in the entire mansion, which surprised Feng Chen.

When he came to the first floor of the mansion, he saw that there were two rooms with lights still on, Feng Chen took a look, and the one outside was the editorial office of "Fuxing Times", and the lights were on, probably someone was working overtime.

Leaning on the innermost part of the first floor, another room with lights on, Feng Chen carefully identified it, it should be the office of the editor-in-chief Wang Nina.

"Ishikawa-kun, take two people, the two of us go to the innermost room with the lights on, and the others go to the room with the lights on outside, take the people to the car, and let Matsuo-kun escort them back first." Feng Chen commanded in a low voice.

Ishikawa Masao took out his pistol and pointed to the lighted room outside, then turned his head and motioned for the two plainclothes behind him to follow him, and followed Feng Chen towards the innermost room with the lights on.

The door of the room was not locked, Feng Chen gently pushed it, and the door opened.

Sure enough, it was the office of Wang Nina, the editor-in-chief of "Fuxing Times", Wang Nina was lying on the desk revising the manuscript, and she felt that someone had come in, and she thought it was an editor or reporter.

"What's the matter?" Wang Nina asked without raising her head.

"Editor-in-chief Wang, it's been a long time!" Feng Chen said.

"Well, Mr. Feng......?" Wang Nina raised her head, looked down, and found that it was Feng Chen standing in front of her desk, and there were three expressionless people standing behind him.

"Hehe, Editor-in-Chief Wang is so dedicated, so Feng is really admired!" Feng Chen smiled strangely and said.

"Mr. Feng came here so late, I don't know what instructions he has?"

Wang Nina looked confused and questioning, although her "Fuxing Times" office was not under the jurisdiction of the Shanghai Intelligence Group of the Military Command, she knew very well that according to her military rank, Feng Chen was the superior of her editor-in-chief, who only had the rank of colonel.

"Editor-in-chief Wang, let me introduce you first, this is the assistant military attache of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, Masao Ishikawa, but he still has an identity, the captain of the action team of the Greater East Asian Cultural Research Institute." Feng Chen revealed the identity of Masao Ishikawa.

"Editor-in-chief Wang, I have heard of the name for a long time, and today I would like to invite you to our Institute of Greater East Asian Culture for tea and chat." Masao Ishikawa said in fluent Japanese.

"Mr. Feng, what are you kidding?!" Wang Nina was stunned, seemed to react, and involuntarily stretched her hand into her desk drawer.

"Editor-in-Chief Wang, why bother? Didn't Ishikawa Shaoza say it just now, just go have a cup of tea and chat! ”

Feng Chen's eyes were quick, he took a step forward, and pressed the hand that Wang Nina stretched out to the desk drawer with his right hand, and took Wang Nina's small Browning pistol from the desk drawer with his left hand.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it! The dignified major general actually fell into the water and became a traitor! Wang Nina laughed sarcastically twice, and no longer resisted, she felt that all resistance was in vain.

"Editor-in-Chief Wang, let's go." Feng Chen ignored Wang Nina's sarcasm, and lowered his head and said.

"Feng Chen, you must know that this is the French Concession, not the Japanese occupation zone, you are openly kidnapping!" Wang Nina called Feng Chen's name and scolded loudly.

"Editor-in-Chief Wang is right, we are kidnapping, what's wrong? Do you have proof? Where will this be for patrolling? Please cooperate with us honestly! Feng Chen nodded proudly, and the face he showed was a veritable traitor.

"Good! I'll go with you, Feng Chen, don't forget Chief Dai's family law! Wang Nina gritted her teeth and threatened Feng Chen.

"Haha, Chief Dai's family law? Now think about your own situation, take it! Feng Chen laughed out loud twice, waved his hand and gave the order.

Two Japanese military policemen in plainclothes escorted Wang Nina out.

After raiding the "Fuxing Times" office, Feng Chen led people to raid the "Salvation Daily" office on Foxson Road, which is an underground newspaper run by the Central Bureau of Statistics.

Immediately afterwards, several newspapers and magazines such as "National Salvation Daily", "War of Resistance to the End", and "China Will Win" on Lafeide Road were also successfully confiscated.

At about 1:20 in the morning, Feng Chen led people to Xiafei Road, there were two magazines here, which were newspapers run by his own people, and the reason why Feng Chen put the time at the end was that he was worried that his comrades would not be able to retreat in time.

First came to the "Struggle" magazine and knocked on the door of a courtyard, Feng Chen froze, and the lights in the room were still on, and if there was a light, it meant that someone was still there.

What to do?

Feng Chen hesitated for a moment, feeling a dilemma.

Is it Comrade An Zhida who did not inform his comrades in time? Or has the situation changed?

Seeing Feng Chen standing in the courtyard, looking at the lit room without moving, Ishikawa Masao and the others stood quietly behind Feng Chen, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Feng Sang, what's wrong?" Masao Ishikawa asked.

"I suspect there's an ambush in this yard." Feng Chen replied casually.

"There is an ambush?" Masao Ishikawa asked in a wary whisper.

Several plainclothes people who followed behind immediately dispersed, paying attention to the movements around the courtyard.

After a while, seeing that there was no movement, Feng Chen's heart was crossed, he waved his hand, and took the lead in rushing towards the lighted room.