At Yude Girls' High School, the evacuation of the victims on campus began.

Watching the victims slowly walk out of the campus with their bags and small bags, many of the victims looked at them, glancing at them with gratitude and nostalgia from time to time, and Sister Zheng, Liu Zifeng, Qingfang and others who were standing on the side felt sad for a while.

Liu Zifeng suddenly thought that there was still an urgent matter to do, so he began to look for a way to get out. It so happened that an old man came in front of him, he was limping and staggering slowly, and he looked very pitiful.

Liu Zifeng hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, and the old man cast a grateful glance at him.

"Sister Zheng, I'll send this old man!" Liu Zifeng shouted to Sister Zheng.

"Go, go, help him, it's so pitiful!" Sister Zheng said to Liu Zifeng.

"I'll be back in a minute!" After Liu Zifeng finished speaking, he helped the old man and slowly walked out of the school gate with the dismissed refugees.

At a street corner on Fujian Road, there are several rickshaws parked there waiting to solicit customers, one of which is Master Du. Today, he is dressed as a rickshaw driver, wearing a torn felt hat, short clothes and trousers, a torn towel on his shoulder, and a cloth belt around his waist.

Liu Zifeng walked up to Master Du, and Master Du whispered: The little difficult dealer in front of him is the eyeliner of the "strange old man", and the "strange old man" has looked for him several times.

Liu Zifeng thought for a while and said: Act according to the plan.

Master Du nodded.

Liu Zifeng then crossed the road and walked towards the roadside stall.

"Boss, do you know where the Bixian Cave is?"

The owner of the roadside stall is about forty years old, very short and fat, but he looks very honest. He looked at Liu Zifeng, smiled and said, "There is no pen fairy cave here, there is a pen cave, are you talking about there?" ”

Liu Zifeng nodded at the vendor: "It's there, I remember wrong!" ”

The stall owner looked at it, pointed to it with his finger and said, "You walk all the way from this road, about five minutes, turn to the right, and walk for another five minutes." It's easy to find when you get there, and the big letters hang there. He smiled as he finished.

Liu Zifeng also looked back and smiled, and nodded: "Thank you, boss." After speaking, he took out a piece of ocean from his body and handed it to the boss.

The boss hurriedly waved his hand, like a tumbler: "Little brother, this can't be helped, you don't eat what I have on the stall, how can you still give me money." ”

Liu Zifeng smiled: "Boss, you still take it, you should take this money as if you picked it, it is not easy to do this small business in this world." ”

"This ......" The boss hesitated, put his hand on the pants outside his buttocks, and wiped them a few times. Then, with a smile, he stretched out his hand and took the 1 piece of ocean: "Little brother, thank you." ”

Liu Zifeng left the stall and walked forward.

The stall owner looked at the ocean to himself, his face beaming with joy.

At this time, a middle-aged man with unkempt hair and dirty clothes rushed out of the alley, holding a short wooden stick in his hand, and at first glance he looked like a robber who could not afford to eat.

The looter trotted all the way to the stall, and without saying a word, picked up his stick and struck it at the vendor's head.

The stall owner fainted to the ground, and the ocean fell from his hands to the ground, and the robbers grabbed the ocean on the ground and turned around and ran away.

Liu Zifeng hurriedly turned back, looked at the stall owner who had fainted, and hurriedly shouted at the rickshaw driver not far away: "Rickshaw master, come and save people!" ”

Master Du ran over with the rickshaw driver, and he and Liu Zifeng worked together to put the stall owner in the car.

Liu Zifeng took out another piece of ocean and gave it to the coachman and said: Send him to Union Hospital.

"Okay!" Master Du said as he pulled up the rickshaw and ran in the direction of the hospital.

In the afternoon, after a rain, the sight was particularly good, and in the brick and concrete structure of the Japanese Consulate, Hong Xingtai was standing in a room on the outermost side of the second floor, peeping at the British Consulate not far away with a high-powered telescope.

Hong Xingtai looked at it for a while, put down the binoculars, and sat on the sofa with his head down.

A spy hurriedly came in and reported: Captain, the dark line on Fujian Road is gone, and the stall has also been looted by the Zhina.

Hong Xingtai was taken aback and thought to himself: "Could it be that it was the joint in the morning, and the hidden line was accidentally exposed." If that's really the case, you've been watched. ”

He pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered the agent: Immediately let the police station organize the police force to go and go all out to find clues, and your plainclothes team will go to Fujian Road and various shelters to secretly investigate a porter in his forties. In short, we must find the dark line, we must see people in life, and we must see corpses in death.

"Hey!" The agent turned and walked out.

On Fujian Street, adjacent to the Japanese consulate, a shrill whistle sounded, and a team of Japanese police began to search the streets and alleys for .......