On New Year's Day, Longtou Street on Gulangyu Island in the morning.

It is located in the east of Gulangyu Island, intersecting Zhonghua Road and Drum Ferry. It is named because the head is located at the foot of Longtou Mountain (the old name of Sunshine Rock).

At the entrance of a three-story building next to Longtou Street, Ma Yuntian strode over, still wearing a foreigner's outfit.

He stood in the doorway, consciously or unconsciously, looking at the terrain near the building.

Since this building is located next to the block, it is one of the most lively areas of Drum Island, and there is no tree in front of the building, so the view is wide. Behind the building, there is an alley, and passing through the alley is the intersection, which is convenient for retreating after blocking, and it is a rare blocking point.

He lit a cigarette and looked at the terrain as if nothing had happened, before quietly entering the building.

Ma Yuntian took a closer look on the first floor before going up to the second floor. He walked into a room on the second floor, and Wang Donghai asked Ma Yuntian: Have you found the hidden spot on the first floor?

Ma Yuntian nodded and said, "I've found it, it's the security room in Room 101 on the first floor, and the two security guards in it are our own people." Your blocking point is in room 201 on the 2nd floor. Room 202 next door is unoccupied. When acting, it is called by knocking on the roof, three long and two short. ”

Wang Donghai nodded and said: After you go in, you change into security clothes, and you are responsible for guarding and answering at the door. After he finished speaking, he walked upstairs without hurrying.

Wang Donghai went up to the third floor, and when he saw that there was no one in the corridor, he went straight to room 201, opened the door with the key, pushed the door in, and locked the door reflexively.

This room is a place to put clutter, but it is fairly clean.

Wang Donghai looked inside the room, then leaned against the door, slightly loosened the collar button, took a breath, and relaxed his nervous mood.

He stood in front of the window and opened the corner of the curtain with his finger, and it was quiet downstairs, and from the window he could see a panoramic view of the street, across the street was a teahouse.

It is the best choice to block here, Wang Donghai nodded with satisfaction.

He retreated into the room and opened a broken box next to the couch, which contained clothes and makeup. He picked up the supplies and clothes and quietly put on his clothes.

He first removed the beard sticking to the top of his lips, took out a razor, quickly shaved off the stubble on his face, took out a mouth guard from his makeup bag, cut it with scissors, repaired it again, and stuffed it into his mouth, raising his cheeks. In this way, his face has become much fatter. Then he dyed his hair and eyebrows brown with hair dye, and found a long shirt from the box to put on. After all this was done, he looked in the mirror again, and an unknown foreigner appeared in the mirror.

After applying makeup, he sat down on the sofa with peace of mind, slightly closed his eyes and rested, ready to block the attack.

On the opposite side of the three-story building, there is a teahouse on the side of Longtou Street, which is more lively near the teahouse. There was a cigarette stall in front of the teahouse, and the cigarette stall was a hunchbacked, sloppy "old man".

"Sell cigarettes, sell cigarettes." The old man shouted in a hoarse voice and looked around.

There was also a shoe-shining boy next to the cigarette stall, and the boy also shouted: "Shoe shine, shoe shine." His voice was not low in the slightest, as if he was competing with the old man. The old man looked at the boy with dissatisfaction, and had to raise his voice higher.

Standing not far from the cigarette stall was Master Du, who used to be a porter, but he was carrying a birdcage in his hand at this time, watching around, and smoking a bag of cigarettes leisurely in his mouth.

In a short time, a tall, straight, broad-shouldered man approached with a tweed coat, a gray top hat, an angular face, a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses, and a suitcase in his hand.

The middle-aged burly man walked straight to the cigarette stall, stared at the old man and said, "Boss, buy a box of cigarettes!" ”

"Oh, what cigarettes to buy?" The old man asked, staring at the middle-aged burly man.

The middle-aged burly man replied expressionlessly: "It's still an old brand, it's strong, Hademen!" ”

The old man selling cigarettes looked at him and nodded lightly at him.

Then he took out a pack of Hadmen from the cigarette stall and handed it to the man, whispering "Private room number one upstairs."

And all this was seen by Master Du, who was carrying the birdcage, and he continued to smoke as if nothing had happened, but his brain was thinking rapidly.

At this time, in the security room on the first floor of the three-story building opposite, Ma Yuntian was wearing a security uniform and a mustache looking at the teahouse opposite.

"Isn't that Chen Liren, where the dog is buying cigarettes!" Ma Yuntian suddenly pointed out the window and exclaimed.

Several accomplices gathered around to look in the direction that Ma Yuntian was pointing, and the middle-aged burly man in his sight was handing a piece of fiat currency to the old man's hand.

An accomplice couldn't help but joke: "This kid mixes well with the Japanese, and even his body is blessed." ”

Another accomplice continued: "It seems that his Japanese father is still good to him." ”

"What, you also want to learn from Chen Liren and find a Japanese father?"

"Look at you, how do you talk, you want to die!"

"What's the noise?" Ma Yuntian stopped the two from talking, and then grabbed a rifle and aimed at Chen Liren.

"What are you going to do, we're here to carry out the mission, isn't this exposing all the targets?" The accomplice next to him grabbed the gun.

At the moment when they spoke, Chen Liren had already flashed into the teahouse.

Ma Yuntian thought about it and had no choice but to give up.

It was nearly 9 o'clock and the sky was overcast.

The intersection of Gushan Road and Longtou Street is full of people watching the excitement.

Ma Yuntian looked at the seashore not far ahead, the lighthouse on the sea had been extinguished, there were no cargo ships and communication ships on the sea, and it was obvious that the Japanese had sealed the strait. Gulangyu Island seemed to be isolated, and the strait became full of clouds.

Ma Yuntian and Wang Donghai watched everything below from the building facing the street. After a while, an open-top jeep appeared in the middle of the intersection of Longtou Street, with the Japanese sun flag on its body. In the back seat of the jeep stood a group of sundai ronins dressed in fancy clothes. There were a few ronins who were pulling banners reading "The Great Japanese Empire Will Win" and "Long Live the Emperor of Japan", and their faces were full of excitement. They were still swaying up and down, left and right in the midst of the people, with a high-spirited expression.

Finally, Huang Deren and the Japanese Navy Osa Kawasaki boarded the Japanese-style jeep in the crowd of a group of Japanese-Taiwan ronin.

Outside the crowd, the chief of the British patrol of the Ministry of Industry Bureau was standing there with six or seven foreign patrols. They looked at the high-flying and domineering Japanese, and their faces were full of horror and helplessness.