Lin Xiuxuan checked the tram, and he could take No. 6 outside the hotel and go directly to Shop 16. So he and Ma Qiang each carried communication equipment, and he and Ma Qiang set off with two suitcases, and the boatswain still stayed on the top floor of the hotel to ensure communication.

As a backup solution, No. 419 can also directly communicate with Ma Qiang or Lin Xiuxuan, who carry communication equipment, through the drone that has been circling, and Lin Xiuxuan's shirt and tie carry an IR identification module, which can facilitate the drone to track his whereabouts.

The two found the station smoothly and took a bus to their destination, which was undoubtedly from the essence of the concession and gradually transferred to the mixed Xiajiaojiao area. At each stop, the houses on both sides become even more low and dilapidated, and as you approach your destination, all you have left is a staggered set of dilapidated houses and filthy streets.

The two got out of the car and found themselves stepping on a street covered with feces and sewage, lined with shirtless men who, judging by the calluses and tattoos on their shoulders, were supposed to have worked as dock workers, and both had some gang backgrounds. Maybe these people are waiting to start work, maybe they are waiting to find a fault and make some money.

The men watched expressionlessly as two well-dressed men appeared here, and some malicious glances fell on the boxes they were carrying. Lin could feel that after he walked by, someone gathered behind him and began to whisper. Of course, this is far from the Longtan Tiger's Den.

Because the high-resolution floor plan has been obtained, the two of them are basically familiar with the road, turning around and turning around, turning over two broken walls, and they arrived at the lighthouse in the yard of the abandoned warehouse, which is indeed overgrown with weeds, and the sign of the Futong warehouse on the warehouse is crooked, and half of it fell into the Huangpu River, judging from the feces all over the grass, it is not completely uninhabited.

The two walked under the lighthouse, the iron gate was hidden, Ma Qiang flashed in first to investigate, and Lin lit a cigarette and waited below. After a while, Lin Xiuxuan hid through the intercom in his ear, and he could hear Ma Qiang's call: "Team leader, it's safe above, when you come up, beware of the at the turn of the stairs." ”

Lin threw away the cigarette butt and got into it too, and quickly went up to the top, and sure enough, as he expected, the windows here were very low, the view was excellent, and the outside was crawling with vines, which was suitable for hiding, and could control the area around the Bank of China very well.

Ma Qiang pulled a rag from the side, spread it in front of a hole in the wall, then lay down, closed one eye, looked at it for a moment, and then nodded. He opened the case and began assembling his weapon. Lin Xiuxuan observed with a telescope for a while, and saw the piling molds next to the building opposite, one by one, one by one, it was indeed a bandit's den. Fortunately, here the field of vision is wide, the shooting range is good, and Arima Qiang can really protect himself well.

A black Ford sedan came from the direction of the Bund, turned and stopped under the building, and the bandits who were wandering around nearby all approached it, some bent over, some took off their hats, and it seemed that the boss was coming.

After a while, the people next to the car dispersed again and returned to the neighborhood to wander around. A thin figure in a long shirt stepped out of the car, followed by two bodyguards, and quickly entered the building. Lin's telescope followed them carefully, watching them go up to the large office on the third floor to the east. As soon as the man in the long robe entered, several of the bookkeepers inside stood up and bowed, and the man waved his hand and entered the smaller office inside, and soon someone brought the account books for him to see. Obviously, this man is the backbone of the nearby den of thieves. Lin guessed that no matter what illegal transactions were operating around, the final profits would flow to him, and he hadn't seen a single police detective from the French Concession since he got off the tram, and it was obvious that someone was covering him.

"Look, this thin man is Gong Tianjian."

"Who is Gong Tianjian?"

"Didn't we meet yesterday, the most trustworthy person in the second half of Jute's life."

"I haven't heard of it, it's famous."

"It's not a big deal, but," Lin adjusted his focus a bit, trying to see what was in the safe, but couldn't...... It is indeed a cronie of Mazi, after the liberation, Huang Zhong betrayed his relatives and left, and the disciples and grandchildren rushed to expose it first, only he was still a little righteous and did not give up, and later, the letter of repentance that Huang handed over to the Military Management Committee was written by him, and he wrote it sincerely and thoroughly, and the writing was good. ”

"Team leader, how do you know so clearly?" Ma Qiang was a little puzzled, but the team leader didn't even know what the famous Mao Sen looked like, how could he know a lot about this unheard of little person.

"When Shanghai was liberated, someone in my family was in the Military Management Commission."

"Relatives?"

"Sort of."

Lin Xiuxuan was vague, and Ma Qiang didn't want to ask much.

Lin Xiuxuan observed the terrain on the ground by himself, corresponded to the plan in his brain one by one, and carefully observed several preset retreat routes, and then left the box containing the money on the lighthouse, and went downstairs with only a few samples on his body.

He went downstairs and shut the iron door from the outside, so that no idlers would break in. Then follow the same path to the three-story building where the bank is located. It can be found that the scalpers on the side of the street are either leaning against the wall or squatting on the side of the road, one by one with crooked hats, thieves and thieves, and their dodging eyes all fall on him.

Lin knew that these were all small trash fish on the periphery, but they were also the tentacles of the third floor reaching out to the outside world, so he also had to throw stones through them to ask for directions.

He took off his suit and hung it on his arm, revealing the IR identification stripe on his tie, so that the drone could quickly search for him, and his clothes would have a special light in the drone's infrared vision.

After the drone prompt was seen, he walked straight to the front with a big grin, throwing off the sneaky eyes on both sides, behind him, those people nearby came together in twos and threes, or talking to each other, or peeking at each other, obviously these people's sense of smell is sensitive, and they have noticed Lin Xiuxuan's "difference".

"Weasel, the black dragon here, someone is watching behind." 419 political commissar Pan Chunhua relayed communication through drones and sent an alert to Lin Xiuxuan. Lin tapped his finger on the call microphone on his collar to hear him.

"15 meters behind you, with a tail, a bald head, hands in pockets, and possibly a weapon, you turn left towards Lao Taiping Lane, and you will go to the main gate of the Bank of China."

Pan Chunhua spread a map in front of him, and at the same time looked at the picture taken by the drone on the monitor and said, The Izumo 30 kilometers away just now suddenly anchored and came north, so at this time, Cheng Dayang went to the island to direct the installation of Guantong equipment, and he didn't have time to care about this stall.

Lin Xiuxuan turned two corners, the bald head always kept a distance, it was indeed a stalk, he simply turned into an alley and stopped, took out a cigarette and lit it, waiting for the person who was watching to come. When he looked up, he could see a huge sign erected on the bank building, which read "Faithful", which was obviously the backer of all illegal transactions within a radius of one kilometer.

Not far away, Ma Qiang's scope crosshairs were aimed at the person who was following from behind. From now on, as long as someone approaches Lin Xiuxuan, he will have to make a judgment at the first time to judge whether this person poses a threat to the team leader. Although it's not a Longtan tiger's den, it's not bad to take the opportunity to practice adaptability, * The feeling of being on his shoulder is really great, and he complains in his bones about the work of eavesdropping around with the team leader before.