Back at Shanghai Station, it was already noon.

After lunch, Wang Fangxiong sat in the office for a while, feeling still not at ease, picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers: "I am Wang Fangxiong of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command, the bureau code is 0537...... Pick me up from the stationmaster of Nanjing Station. ”

Half a minute later, a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey? ”

"Is it the old clock?"

"Who are you?"

"Old Zhong, I'm Wang Fangxiong."

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Fangxiong, hello hello, since Chongqing parted, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yes, you are in charge of Nanjing, and I also have a lot of things to do, otherwise I should really find a chance to sit together and have a good chat."

"The national capital is about to return to Nanjing, and I can't be idle for a moment now...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Old Zhong, are you sick?"

"It's fine. Today it rained in Nanjing, and the temperature plummeted, and I may have suffered some wind chill. ”

"Then you need to take care of yourself."

"Thank you for your concern."

"Old Zhong, do you know about Director Dai's trip to Nanjing?"

"I also just got the news, because it is raining, so Dajiaochang Airport believes that the danger factor of aircraft taking off and landing in such weather is too great, but Director Dai insists on landing in Nanjing, and he is still in communication."

"Director Dai flew from Peking to Tianjin to Shanghai and then to Nanjing, and if the fuel is not sufficient, he may not be able to land at other airports."

"Brother Fangxiong, don't worry, I will try my best to coordinate with Dajiaochang Airport, if I can't do it, I will land at the nearby Tushan Military Airport, which happens to be in the same aviation area. Now that the rain is slowing down, there is not much problem with aircraft taking off and landing. ”

"Alright, please give me a call when the plane lands."

"Okay, okay."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Wang Fangxiong put down the phone, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, and unconsciously, in the sound of rain outside the window, he fell asleep for more than an hour.

"Tuk Tuk!" There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Wang Fangxiong sat up straight, picked up the tea bowl on the table and took a sip.

Gao Fei walked in with a document bag and said, "Stationmaster, the person who raided Guanghua Bookstore has returned." ”

"Did you catch anyone?"

"Nope. When Ma Chaoqun brought people there, the bookstore was already empty, and the store was very messy, and it could be seen that they had heard the wind in advance and ran away overnight. ”

"Have you found out who they are?"

Gao Fei handed over the document bag and said, "These are some unburned documents that Ma Chaoqun found in the ashes, you can take a look." ”

Wang Fangxiong opened the file bag and poured out more than a dozen pages of torn paper from it, he carefully looked at the remaining handwriting on it, and snorted coldly: "No wonder I got the news in advance, and it's the prince's person again!" ”

Gao Fei: "I guess they must not want to leave a confession, so they fled overnight." ”

Wang Fangxiong nodded, pondered for a while, and said: "Withdraw all our people, let the police station do the rest, and let them close down the Chunhe Teahouse and Guanghua Bookstore......"

"Bell bell!" The phone on the table rang, interrupting Wang Fangxiong's words.

Wang Fangxiong walked over and picked up the phone: "Hey, I'm Wang Fangxiong...... Oh, Stationmaster Zhong, what's going on, has Director Dai's plane landed? ”

Stationmaster Zhong: "Stationmaster Wang, something is wrong......

"What's wrong?"

"Director Dai's special electronic communication was suddenly interrupted, and I haven't been contacted so far, I'm worried that something will happen?"

"Telecommunications outages? When did this happen? ”

"About two hours ago, planes were allowed to land at the Dajiaoba Airport, and now I can't even see the shadow of the plane...... Oh, I'm sorry, Stationmaster Wang, the person in charge of the airport is here, I'll talk to you later. ”

Over there, the stationmaster hung up the phone in a hurry.

Gao Fei saw that Wang Fangxiong's expression was wrong, and asked, "Stationmaster, what's wrong?" ”

"Director Dai's plane is missing."

"Missing?"

Wang Fangxiong muttered: "I said that after I came back, I felt restless......

Gao Fei persuaded: "Stationmaster, don't be too pessimistic, maybe it's the plane's telecommunications failure, maybe it can be restored after a while." ”

Wang Fangxiong shook his head and said, "Even if the telecommunications fail, the plane will not disappear out of thin air......

By this time, the rain outside the window had gradually subsided, and a bright color was gradually revealed in the dim sky.

…………

Eight o'clock in the evening, night in a Parisian bar.

Listening to Ma Chaoqun's narration, Ding Kaiwen was a little suspicious, if Guanghua Bookstore was the intelligence point of the Three Youth League, it would be equivalent to overturning all his previous suspicions.

Ma Chaoqun took a sip of wine and said, "Section Chief Ding, in fact, no one in the station believes that you will have something to do with the Communist Party, but because of Huang Ying's matter, you have been implicated." ”

Speaking of this incident, Ding Kaiwen was very depressed, he thought that this time he had seized an opportunity to turn over, dig out the communist traffic station, clear his suspicions, and regain the reuse of the station. I didn't expect to be busy for a few days, but the bamboo basket was empty.

"Even if I'm unlucky! …… Waiter, another brandy! Ding Kaiwen snapped his fingers at the waiter.

Ding Kaiwen has been monitoring Guanghua Bookstore for the past few nights, and he is used to carrying a gun with him.

After a few glasses of wine and feeling a little hot, he took off his coat and placed it on the chair next to him. In this way, the pistol on the waist will inevitably be exposed.

Ma Chaoqun reminded him and said, "Gun." ”

Ding Kaiwen hurriedly took off the gun and stuffed it under his coat. The bar was dimly lit, and his move was rarely noticed, but a man sitting diagonally across from him stumbled upon him hiding his gun.

The man thought for a moment, stood up and walked over, and said, "Two gentlemen, show me your documents." ”

Ding Kaiwen was already angry tonight, and no one had ever checked his documents, let alone in this kind of entertainment venue, he looked at this person a few times and said, "What are you doing?" The police? ”

The other person said, "That's right, I'm a police officer." ”

Ding Kaiwen: "You show me your ID." ”

The other party slowly pressed his hand on his waist and said, "I'll show you, but you show your ID first!" ”

Ma Chaoqun saw that the other party's waist looked like a pistol, in order to avoid a conflict due to misunderstanding, he quickly took out his documents and handed them over, and said: "Brother, you relax, we are from the Shanghai Station of the Military Command." ”

The man glanced at his ID and said, "You are a subordinate of the high commissioner?"

Ma Chaoqun: "That's right. ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm too sensitive to bother." The man returned his documents and turned around to leave.

Ding Kaiwen: "You read our documents, what about yours?" It can't be a fake cop, right? ”

The man took out his ID from his arms, handed it to Ding Kaiwen, and said, "I am Chen Liang of Zhongtong Shanghai Station, and I am all my own people, so I was offended just now." ”

Ding Kaiwen thought for a while and said, "I remember that there is a ...... named Miao Xin in Zhongtong."

Chen Liang: "Do you know our Captain Miao?" ”

Ding Kaiwen: "It's an old acquaintance......"

At that time, the secret service headquarters rounded up the Yuanlong pawnshop and captured more than a dozen agents of the Central Union, including Miao Xin.

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