On July 7, 1937, Hao Jie came to Shanghai No. 7 Middle School for the first day of teaching.

From the school to the faculty dormitory, you have to pass through an alley, there are many forks in the alley, and there are many hawkers shouting and selling here during the day. But at night there was no one here, and the silence was terrible. Hao Jie walked alone in the alley, and he could vaguely hear his heartbeat.

The alley is not very long, but there is no moon or stars in the night sky tonight, and the dim light projected by the street lamps in the distance can barely see his feet clearly, so Hao Jie walks very slowly.

Suddenly, Hao Jie found that his feet could not be taken away, as if something was pulling at his trouser legs. Although Hao Jie didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, he did break out in a cold sweat.

A weak voice sounded in his ears: "Sir, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. ”

Hao Jie stopped, turned around, and saw a man half-lying on the ground, and it was he who grabbed Hao Jie's trouser leg just now. When the man saw Hao Jie stop, he moved his body with difficulty and lay his back against the base of the wall.

Hao Jie squatted down and looked at the stranger carefully, it was a young man, about twenty years old, with an angular face and a three-centimeter-long scar at the corner of his eye. Although the light was not good, it was still clear that the scarred man's right hand pressed against his chest was already stained with blood.

"Sir, are you injured? I'll take you to the hospital. Hao Jie said with concern.

"No need, I've been shot, it's no longer possible, sir, please do me a favor." The man with the scar looked at Hao Jie earnestly, and then struggled to escape from a package.

Hao Jie nodded and said, "Say it, what do you want me to do for you." ”

The man with the scar handed the burden to Hao Jie with difficulty, and said, "Sir, this thing must not fall into the hands of the Japanese, please be sure to help me hand over the saber." ”

"Sabre? Who is the saber?" Hao Jie asked.

But Hao Jie never heard back again, he probed the scar man's snort, but unfortunately he was no longer breathing. The man with the scar died, but he left Hao Jie with a mysterious burden and a mysterious mission.

Saber? It should be a code name, but there is no other joint information or anything else, how can I find this saber? Hao Jie fell into deep thought, maybe this burden would leave some clues.

The outside of the burden is wrapped in fine white satin, which shows that the owner of the burden should not be low, at least relatively wealthy. The white satin was stained with blood, the blood of the man with the scar. He carefully opened the baggage, examined the piece of silk carefully, and set it aside after making sure there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Inside is a delicate sandalwood box, the box is tightly closed, but the lock is not visible. This box is very delicately designed, how to open it? Hao Jie was carefully examining the box.

"How many of you go over there..."A Japanese voice came from a distance, interrupting Hao Jie's thoughts.

The Japanese are here, are they here to hunt down the man with the scar?

This place can't stay for long, Hao Jie took the sandalwood box into his arms, bowed to the scarred man, and then quickly disappeared in the fork in the alley.

A few minutes later, on the street.

Hao Jie pretended to walk casually, looking at the windows of the shops on the street from time to time.

Forty or fifty men in black suits ran past Hao Jie, "He was shot, he shouldn't have run far, and all the alleys were carefully searched one by one." The leader commanded in Japanese.

Sure enough, it was a Japanese spy, Hao Jie patted his chest, fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he would have been blocked in the alley by the Japanese spies.

"Report to the team leader, a corpse was found in the alley over there." A horse-faced agent ran out of the alley where the scar man was and reported to the man who had just given the command.

"What did you find?" The head of the secret service asked.

The horse-faced agent handed the white satin wrapped in the brocade box to the head of the secret service section, and then said, "Only this one was found." ”

Hao Jie observed the Japanese spies' every move with his spare eyes as he walked. I saw the head of the secret service wearing gloves, spreading the white cloth, and carefully observing the street lamp.

"Yaga! We came one step late, and someone took the brocade box in advance. The head of the secret service suddenly realized, and then immediately ordered: "Block all the entrances and exits of the alleys, and no one is allowed to enter or exit!" ”

From Hao Jie's point of view, it can be seen that there are many fingerprints on the white cloth. Of course, the head of the secret service can also find that there are fingerprints of a third party left on the white cloth. That's why the head of the secret service said what he just said, and it turned out that this one betrayed himself.

Hao Jie subconsciously inserted his hand into the pocket of his pants, the blood on his hand had not dried yet, and his brain was already scared into some cold sweat. But it's summer, and no one is going to suspect him because he's sweating.

But now you must not go back to the faculty dormitory, otherwise you will be sent to the guns of the Japanese agents. Thinking of this, Hao Jie quickened his pace.

The little spies all went deep into the alleys, leaving only the head of the secret service and his assistants on the street. The head of the secret service carefully looked at the passing crowd with sharp eyes, there were not many on the street, but there were also many of them, and Hao Jie was among them.

The section leader of the spy glanced at Hao Jie's body and stayed for three seconds, male, about twenty years old, short hair, height in a white suit, height of 180, not fat or thin, wearing a pair of glasses, should be Mr. Teaching, the eyes of the head of the secret service are like a scanner, Hao Jie's information quickly left a set of data in his mind.

Hao Jie had already noticed that a gaze was staring at him, and his heart was furious. However, he is clearly aware that the more this time, the more he can't be nervous. He kept his breathing evenly and continued to walk forward.

Hao Jie is too ordinary, he doesn't look like an agent, he's just an ordinary teacher. The head of the secret service department trusts his own experience, and his judgment has been trained by so many years of secret service work, and he has never made a mistake. Therefore, the head of the secret service section left Hao Jie's gaze and looked at the others carefully.

At this time, Hao Jie's palms were full of sweat, and the sweat and blood stains emitted a faint fishy smell. If the head of the secret service was a police dog, he would definitely smell it. It's a pity that he is not a police dog, and he can't smell it from such a distance.

Finally came to a junction, Hao Jie immediately turned around and continued to walk forward. On the way, he happened to touch the faucet in front of the door, and Hao Jie cleaned the blood stains on his hands. After a closer look, there were no spies on the side of the road, so he quickly took out the brocade box, quickly cleaned it and put it in his arms again. Then keep walking.

Here Hao Jie came to Shanghai on his first day, he didn't know this road, and he didn't know what was ahead. But he knew that he couldn't go back to the education dormitory now, otherwise he would definitely encounter Japanese spies.

As he walked, Hao Jie's stomach began to growl. It turned out that I hadn't had dinner today, and I thought I would eat a wonton at a stall in the alley, but people had already closed the stall, and they still had this thing on the stall.

What is missing, Hao Jie found that he was lucky. Not far ahead, there is a shop with neon lights flashing, and cars and rickshaws are constantly stopping in front of the store. The huge signboard made of neon lights is particularly eye-catching, "Tycoon Nightclub".

Although Hao Jie doesn't like this kind of ** very much, this should be his best place to come from at this time, there is food here, and it should be safe here. So he strode into the door, and when he was greeted by a well-dressed person, he was naturally very enthusiastic. While greeting him, he asked him if he had a familiar seat, a familiar lady.

Hao Jie instructed the welcome to choose a quiet place in the corner, and then ordered some snacks and red wine. Lying on the sofa, I took a long breath, it was too thrilling just now.

The splendid halls, the brilliant lanterns, the ultra-short tops and short skirts could not cover the towering breasts and fair thighs of the dancers, the graceful figures showed their graceful dancing, and the melodious music, it is no wonder that the men are willing to linger here and spend money here.

Hao Jie was lying on the sofa, listening to beautiful music and tasting mellow wine. When I closed my eyes, all I could think of was the earnest gaze of the scarred man. Saber? Nishiki box? What's in the box? And who is the saber?

Hao Jie was in a fog in his head at this time, the only thing that was certain was that there must be a secret hidden in the brocade box, judging from the scale of the Japanese spy operation, even the section chief was dispatched, it must not be a small secret. And he is the one who keeps this secret, but who is he going to give this brocade box to? Saber? The saber was supposed to be a person who fought against the Japanese, and the saber was supposed to be a code name. It's a pity that with this, how can you accurately find the real saber.

"Ziyan, Ziyan, I love you" A thunderous burst of applause and cheers brought Hao Jie back to reality from his contemplation. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see that almost all the guests in the hall stood up and clapped desperately, lest his applause was not fierce enough.

Who's coming? Ziyan? Who is Ziyan?

The curtain in the backstage slowly opened, and a graceful figure slowly walked from the backstage. Looking at this girl closely, her delicate little face is red in the protein, as if she can squeeze out the water with a gentle pinch. She was dressed very conservatively, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, but no matter how tight she was, it seemed that she couldn't fit the full breasts, and the two little white rabbits were about to come out. It's so exciting, and the sound of men swallowing saliva is all over my ears.

Ziyan slowly walked to the front of the stage, and Ying Ying bowed and said, "Thank you for coming to the Tycoon Nightclub, Ziyan will present a song to you next." ”

"Ahh It was a scream. A woman's screams.

There was a commotion in the hall.

Hao Jie frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of the screams.

I saw a woman standing up from the VIP seat in a panic and tidying up her clothes at a loss. Judging by the way this woman is dressed, she should be a barmaid in a nightclub. Her blouse had been torn, revealing the big white steamed bun on her chest, and the two neat rows of tooth marks on it oozed blood slightly.

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