A little after six o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Geqing and Zhong Yuesheng made three more time bombs, and they placed the three time bombs in a box of high-end German beer crates, and then reported to Feng Chen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Chen bought a few more cases of ordinary beer, put them in the car, and then went to Hongkou to pick up Taro Yamamoto.

All the way to Hongkou Park, Taro Yamamoto estimated that he had explained to the soldiers on duty in advance, and he heard that it was Ichiro Ishikawa, so the soldiers didn't interrogate too much, and directly took Feng Chen to Taro Yamamoto's office.

Taro Yamamoto was waiting for Feng Chen in the office.

"Haha, Ishikawa-kun, you're so punctual!" Taro Yamamoto greeted Feng Chen warmly.

"Yamamoto-kun, I brought the beer, and I bought you two cases of German beer." Feng Chen pointed to the car parked not far away outside the office and said.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to bring the beer in."

Taro Yamamoto beckoned, and two soldiers came over, following Feng Chen to the car, ready to carry the beer from the car into the office.

"You move the back boxes, and I'll move these two boxes."

Feng Chen personally carried the box of beer with a time bomb installed in the passenger seat and sent it to Taro Yamamoto's office.

"Yamamoto-kun, two cases of high-end beer, put them in the room and drink them slowly." Feng Chen patted the beer crate and said

"Roar! Let them go inside, lest they drink secretly. ”

Taro Yamamoto personally pushed open the door of the office, Feng Chen found that there were boxes of bullets and boxes of grenades in the room, and he was secretly happy, and he casually put the case of beer on the ammunition box containing the grenades.

After everything was done, Taro Yamamoto changed into a set of casual clothes, explained a few words to a young man, and then got into Feng Chen's car and prepared to go to the French Concession.

When the car passed by the grocery store at the entrance of the park, Feng Chen saw Wang Tiemin standing at the door, chatting with the old man Sun who opened the store.

"Yamamoto-kun, I'll go down and buy a pack of cigarettes."

Feng Chen stopped the car, got out of the car, and walked directly towards Wang Tiemin.

"Oh? President, did you come here in person? Seeing Feng Chen, Wang Tiemin was obviously a little surprised.

"Tiemin, I'm here to pick up Yamamoto Nakasa to go to the French Concession to drink and buy a pack of cigarettes." Feng Chen glanced at Wang Tiemin, took out a piece of fiat currency, and handed it to Old Man Sun.

"Tiemin, how are things going at home?" Feng Chen asked casually.

"It's going well, the president is relieved." Wang Tiemin nodded and replied.

Feng Chen took the cigarette that Old Man Sun took out and turned back to the car.

"Yamamoto-kun, I don't smoke, you smoke yourself." Feng Chen threw the cigarette to Taro Yamamoto, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Ishikawa-kun, why do you brothers all work in the consulate?" Taro Yamamoto took out a cigarette and lit it, took a big puff, turned his head to look at Feng Chen and asked.

"Hehe, Yamamoto-kun, I'm very sorry, I can't answer this question to you now, I'll tell you a good story when I have a chance in the future." Feng Chen smiled slightly, and Tang stuffed.

"Oh, it's drip, it's drip, you're doing intelligence work." Taro Yamamoto nodded.

"Yamamoto-kun, why didn't you transfer to the intelligence department, how unfree you are in the combat unit!" Feng Chen gave Taro Yamamoto a suggestion.

"Ishikawa-kun, I didn't want to work in the combat unit for a long time, if I were in the army, I would have been transferred to my cousin a long time ago." Taro Yamamoto said.

"Oh? Who is your cousin? Where is he? Feng Chen asked casually.

"The head of the General Affairs Division of the Special Service Department of the North China Dispatch Army, Minoru Kusumoto, is my cousin." Taro Yamamoto took a puff of his cigarette and replied with the smoke in his mouth.

"Minoru Kusumoto?" Feng Chen involuntarily stepped on the foot brake, and Taro Yamamoto's head almost hit the front windshield.

"What? Does Ishikawa-kun know my cousin? Taro Yamamoto sat up straight, glanced at Feng Chen and asked.

"I don't know your cousin, but I know that your cousin has been transferred to the head of the Shanghai squad of the Special Service of the General Staff." Feng Chen replied.

"Really?" Taro Yamamoto asked excitedly.

"Really, your cousin is coming to Shanghai tomorrow." Feng Chen said.

"That's good, after my cousin came to Shanghai, I looked for him and transferred me to the Shanghai squad of the secret service, the combat unit is too unfree." Taro Yamamoto had an excited look on his face.

As he spoke, the car soon came to the door of the Jinjiang Sichuan Restaurant on Edoya Road in the French Concession.

After getting off the bus, the restaurant owner Dong Lanjun greeted him and greeted him warmly: "President Feng, in your No. 3 box, the guests have arrived. ”

Feng Chen nodded and smiled, and immediately took Taro Yamamoto to the third box.

"Welcome Nakasa Yamamoto!" Masao Ishikawa got up and greeted Taro Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto-kun, this is Miss Sakurako Inoue, the first secretary of the consulate." Feng Chen introduced Inoue Sakurako to Taro Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto Nakasa!" Sakurako Inoue politely greeted Taro Yamamoto.

"Roar, Roar! It's good to still work in the consulate, and I have wine to drink every day. Taro Yamamoto stepped forward with a big grin and sat down next to Masao Ishikawa.

"Big brother, Kusumoto Daisa is Yamamoto-kun's cousin." Feng Chen sat down opposite Masao Ishikawa and introduced.

"Oh? This world is really small, Yamamoto-kun, your cousin will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow to serve as the head of the Shanghai squad of the Special Service Department of the Great Japanese Staff Headquarters. Masao Ishikawa gave a thumbs up to Taro Yamamoto.

"Well, on the way here, I heard from Brother Ichiro, everyone should take care of them in the future." Taro Yamamoto's demeanor and tone seemed to be that he was going to be the head of the Shanghai squad of the Special Service Department of the General Staff Headquarters.

"Hehe, take care of each other, take care of each other!" Masao Ishikawa is playing haha with Taro Yamamoto.

Seeing that the personnel arrived, Feng Chen instructed the waiter to start serving the food and pouring the wine, the dishes were all ready, the wine was poured, and soon, several people began to drink lively.

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When Feng Chen was drinking with Taro Yamamoto, Minoru Kusumoto had quietly moved into the New Asia Hotel under the arrangement of Chang Yuqing, a disciple of the Green Gang and Feng Chen's senior brother.

New Asia Hotel is located at the junction of North Sichuan Road and Tiantong Road, which is adjacent to Wuchang Road in the north and Suzhou Creek in the south.

Construction began in 1933, covering an area of nearly 2,000 square meters, and was designed by British architect Sylla.

The whole hotel is divided into the main building and the annex building, with a total of eight floors.

After the completion of the New Asia Hotel, when it was first opened, in order to attract more guests, there was a roof garden on the top floor of the hotel, and even some small animals were raised.

At the beginning of its operation, New Asia Hotel was the first to open a new trend and advocated the three noes doctrine of not gambling, prostituting and smoking opium for guests, which was appreciated by all sectors of society at that time.

The ground floor of the New Asia Hotel is a Chinese and Western restaurant and a takeaway room, and the Chinese and Western restaurants have been equipped with air conditioning and heating pipes since they were built, which were rare in hotels in Shanghai at that time.

There are more than 350 guest rooms on the second to sixth floors, and a large banquet hall that can accommodate 1,000 people on the seventh floor.

The hotel's dining is based on Cantonese and local cuisine.

The entire interior of the building is equipped with three elevators in addition to the escalators.

With a new atmosphere, new dining, and state-of-the-art equipment, New Asia Hotel has become one of the four famous hotels in Shanghai since its opening.

Night has fallen, and the neon lights on the roof of the New Asia Hotel are as shivering as ever, and the lights in the building are still bright and bright.

Gunshots rang out from time to time in the distance, since the Battle of Songhu began, this is no longer the food mecca that the people of Shanghai flock to, the road in front of the hotel, although it is still full of traffic, but people's mood is completely different from before.

At this time, on the sixth floor of the New Asia Hotel, from the staircase to the elevator entrance, there were some sturdy men with wide cowhide belts around their waists and black cardigans standing far or near.

These men, all of them have a blank face, occasionally a waiter walks by, they stare at it with fierce eyes, and some have to step forward to interrogate a few words, when they inadvertently stir the placket, the shell gun exposed on the side of the waist emits a dark light, which makes people shudder.

In the corridor, the doors of each room are closed, and the secrets that are not let be known.

Faintly, in some rooms, there were a few muffled screams.

Suddenly, the door of a room opened, and several men in black dragged a bag of hemp as quickly as possible towards the elevator entrance.

One end of the sack drooped heavily on the ground, leaving a trail of dark red blood wherever it passed.