And the entire two-story building, Shen Chen is reserved for himself. Comfort is one thing, he also hides something that cannot be known to outsiders.

In addition, there is a small attic on the second floor, with the dormer window as the Shanghainese saying goes, which is his back road just in case.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Chen turned his thoughts to the newspaper again. Although I have a small plan, it is difficult to say whether it will succeed.

But there is no other way, who can pinch and calculate, know when the bad guys will come to drop bombs?

But there is one thing, Shen Chen thinks it can be true. That is, Yin Zhihong's foreign passport is still useful, and the bad guys are likely to choose to destroy it when he is not in the newspaper.

Probably, probably. Shen Chen can only guess and judge like this, and take the method with the greatest probability of success.

Tomorrow, you can't be so idle! Shen Chen thought about it, and was about to fall asleep in a daze. Da Mei came up with boiling water to drive away his sleepiness.

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At the end of 1937, after the end of the war in Shanghai, although the Kuomintang retreated, it left behind a terrible "legacy" -- terrorist activities and the Blue Coat Society, and quickly regained its strength, stretched its network, and was about to show its sharp minions.

The name "Blue Shirts" has been used for a long time because of its strong symbolic meaning, especially when the brown and black shirts were all the rage in Europe.

On the other hand, the blatant commission of terrorist activities on the "isolated island of Shanghai" is by no means something that one or two organized command centers can accomplish.

The political assassination was derived from the National Salvation Movement of the early thirties, which led to the emergence of partly man-made, partly spontaneous organizations and institutions among the "petty citizens" of Shanghai.

They act both for their patriotism and for their own interests. Sometimes they join forces with the government's secret services, and sometimes they go it alone.

According to a foreign observer, "The police in the Public Concession and the French Concession could have easily eradicated this monster, but they allowed it to develop, and even raised tigers, so that the monster would from time to time find some sacrifice to satisfy its appetite." ”

In fact, the foreign observer's observation was obviously still superficial, and he did not know that many of the people in the patrol houses in the concession had been bought by the military or the central government.

At that time, if the Japanese army wanted to openly arrest people in the concession, the Japanese gendarmerie had to come forward and notify the authorities of the patrol house in the concession in advance, and the patrol house would send personnel to go together.

However, most of the military and central unification organizations in Shanghai gave monthly allowances to the officers of the patrol houses in the two concessions, and they shared the same voice.

Therefore, it often happens that when the Japanese army wants to go to the concession to arrest people, it is often the Japanese gendarmerie that has just greeted the patrol house, and those patrol house personnel who have been bribed by the military commander and the central command will "release the cage" (secretly notify) in advance to let the arrested person escape.

However, even if some important personnel belonging to the military command and the central command are arrested before they have time to "release the cage," the patrol and arrest room will remain in difficulty in many ways, and even refuse to "extradite."

It was precisely under such favorable circumstances that the military commanders and the central commanders were able to quickly regain their strength in Shanghai by hastily and in order, and with the help of elite soldiers and strong generals transferred from the rear.

Subsequently, terrorist activities such as assassinations against pro-Japanese elements began to increase.

This in turn labeled several killings by Shen Chen, and several newspapers speculated that they were the actions of professional agents sent by the Nationalist government in Hankow.

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All kinds of speculations, and even exaggerations, have no practical meaning for Shen Chen, at most, they just divert their attention and serve as some cover for him.

And today, it is the third day that he has been waiting for the newspaper.

In the past few days, he no longer sits inside, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, lest a bomb suddenly fly in from outside.

He usually patrols outside, carefully discerning pedestrians in the hope of spotting any suspicious individuals.

When Yin Zhihong and Xie Yuelan left the newspaper during the day, Shen Chen asked them to lock the door of the newspaper office. Then, after a while, he wandered outside and left as if he were lazy.

But in fact, Shen Chen walked a street, turned to the back door of the grocery store, secretly came to the grocery store, and monitored the situation in front of the newspaper from the diagonal side.

This way of waiting for the rabbit, although passive and helpless, was the only way that Shen Chen could think of.

It was already close to dusk, Yin Zhihong and Xie Yuelan closed the door and left, and Shen Chen also pretended to leave as if he was going home from work.

But after he had walked down a street, he turned back and crept into the grocery store.

I don't know why, Shen Chen felt that something might happen today.

In terms of time, it's about the same. In fact, if you dig deeper, it should be said that his patience is running out. In this tabloid shop, he is really a little tired.

Because he often goes to the grocery store, Shen Chen doesn't eat and take cards like some patrols, and he pays according to the price when he buys some things from time to time, but the shopkeeper is familiar with him.

"Mr. Patrol, it's getting dark." The shopkeeper kindly reminded, "It's time for you to get off work." If something happens to the newspaper, it has nothing to do with you. ”

Shen Chen smiled and said, "Although it doesn't matter, if I catch the bad guy early, I don't have to stay in the newspaper anymore and be afraid." ”

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes." That bomb doesn't recognize people, and it's dangerous to throw it in! ”

Shen Chen pursed the corners of his mouth and looked outside more attentively.

At this time, it is almost time for the patrol patrol on the street to take over, and the successor did not come, and the duty was slack. If you're going to wreak havoc, it's a real waste.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Shen Chen's patience was about to run out, a car suddenly drove slowly along the street.

Shen Chen immediately became vigilant and picked up the shotgun standing next to him. Although the car did not stop in front of the newspaper office, the tail lights flashed suspiciously, as if they were under some code.

The two figures shook over, and Shen Chen also stood up and walked to the door of the grocery store. But he didn't go out, and hid by the door, staring coldly at the two fellows who walked with their hands in hand.

Whoa, whoa! The two guys walked to the front of the newspaper office, suddenly stopped, and threw something in their hands at the window, and the glass was smashed with a loud noise.

Shen Chen rushed out with an arrow step, crossed the street in a few steps, clinging to the wall, and blew a siren in his mouth.

The two guys had just finished throwing their things and had just run towards the waiting car in front of them when they heard the siren and hurried their steps.

Shen Chen chased two steps but stopped, half-squatted against the wall, picked up his shotgun, and calmly aimed.

This double-barreled shotgun has two types of ammunition, shotgun and large lead bullet, and Shen Chen has applied for a few, but the gun is loaded with large lead bullet. With his sense and marksmanship, a distance of one hundred and eighty meters should be no problem.