5:30 p.m.

Zhou Qinghe received a call from the team members on time in the hotel room.

"Hey, boss, the guests haven't come yet."

"It may be delayed, don't withdraw the dishes, continue to help me wait for the guests."

"Yes."

Zhou Qinghe hung up the phone and sat on the sofa thinking.

At four o'clock, a telegram from Nanking was sent to the Shanghai district informing them to replace the district governor's codebook, and everyone was forbidden to enter or leave.

According to the plan, at about five o'clock, the code book should have been sent in by his subordinates, pretending to be an envoy from Nanjing.

And the envoy also brought a news that there were clues about the activities of relevant members of the Black Dragon Society in Nanjing.

At this time, Zeng Haifeng should convene a meeting of his subordinates at the section chief level in the conference room, inform the reason for the closure, and at the same time expose the existence of the envoy.

And the envoy also revealed the source of the clue one after another.

Boss Dai was very angry about the killing of the Nanjing major this time, and threatened to take revenge on this matter.

So, before he came, Director Dai, who was hand-eyed, asked the bigwigs in the concession to find the whereabouts of the relevant members of the Black Dragon Society.

The big guy replied, it's not difficult to find this matter, as soon as there is news, the big guy will directly provide the message to Boss Dai.

Once Boss Dai gets a clue, he will immediately telegraph to the Shanghai District.

The new message will also be translated by the new codebook to ensure that the message will not be leaked before Zeng Haifeng sees it.

Prior to this, all the people in Shanghai were closed until the accurate whereabouts of the members of the Black Dragon Society were obtained, and the blow was fatal.

Boss Dai is waiting for your good news in Nanjing.

Fair and reasonable.

Zhou Qinghe used a trick to startle the snake, according to the time calculation, as long as Zeng Haifeng's office building is strictly defended, the news should not leak out until 8 o'clock in the evening at the earliest.

After all, the concession is so big, just one sentence is aimed at the Black Dragon Society, and this news has no value in risking it.

Even if the inner ghost wants to report now, there is no accurate location for the assault, and all the people of the Black Dragon Society cannot be allowed to hide at home.

From the perspective of the Black Dragon Society, it is necessary to know whose whereabouts have been mastered, so that it is better to deduce who leaked the secret.

The inner ghost wants to make a move, and it is most likely at this point in time.

When the inner ghost is like this, every step is frightened, while judging the accuracy of the information and whether there is value in risking it.

On the one hand, I have to worry about whether I will confess if someone from the Black Dragon Society is arrested if he doesn't make a move.

And at eight o'clock, the Shanghai District of the Secret Service will be dispatched, and at that time, the closure of the Shanghai District of the Secret Service will not be so strict, and it will be much easier to spread the news to the outside world.

This is the hole that Zhou Qinghe left for the inner ghost.

This bit of news is leaked, even if the secret service investigates afterwards, this ghost can find out that there are many people, and everyone has an excuse for leaking secrets.

Isn't that tempting?

With this insistence, what kind of traitor should you be.

The next stop should be the exact point of this operation, the ballroom of Paramount.

It's still early, Paramount has just opened, and 8 p.m. is the time when a dance hall comes alive.

It is unknown whether there will be members of the Black Dragon Society in Paramount tonight.

However, for Zhou Qinghe, he has nothing to lose.

The dog stick is erected, one is against the inner ghost, the other is against the Black Dragon Society, and if you hit one, it will make a lot of money.

The fifteen-minute phone call was answered three times, and the subordinates reported that the situation was calm.

At 7:15, Zhou Qinghe informed his subordinates that the next action at the door of the Shanghai District Secret Service would be controlled by themselves, and if there was an emergency, they would report it and let the people left behind go to Paramount to find him.

After that, we set off for Paramount Gate.

At the gate of Paramount Gate, Zhou Qinghe got off the rickshaw and threw a dollar.

"No need to look for it."

When I came to Shanghai, rickshaws were more expensive than other places, and they were much more expensive.

A dozen coppers in Nanjing can stretch a long way, which is in the concession, and the starting price is two dimes.

The market price is a dime, but the market price can't be controlled here, so I don't like to sit or not.

"Thank you, boss, boss made a fortune." The rickshaw driver smiled and bowed repeatedly.

"Good evening."

The welcome lady at the door is also very good-looking, wearing a cheongsam, bending down and bowing, and greeting with a smile.

Zhou Qinghe entered Paramount and didn't drink at the bar today, but asked for a booth near the door, shaking the wine glass slowly with his legs crossed, and watching the dancers on it sing.

He finally discovered that the tastes in Shanghai this night were all like twenty-five, six, or even nearly thirty girls.

This is true of the red roses, and so are the dancing girls who sing on them.

The makeup is on the thick side, on the bright side, and the white skinny has no future here.

After two glances, he looked at the figures in the ballroom.

From a small guy to a boss in a straight suit, from a strong man who shouts five and six to a laughing prodigal, three religions and nine streams, fish and dragons are mixed.

The people of the Black Dragon Society are ruffians and hooligans, born in the underworld, and their style of action should be more radical, and when they are chic, they should be quite wanton, and even show off their might as a Japanese.

After all, this is a concession and it is safe.

Zhou Qinghe looked over one by one, remembering their appearance, remembering their style, and slowly guessing their true identities in his heart.

Until 8:09!

A man at the door hurriedly came in and went directly to the box on the second floor, and soon, a group of four people left quickly from the door, still scolding between their words, and their expressions were quite unhappy.

Zhou Qinghe frowned slightly, leaving in such a hurry, is it them?

But why didn't his men come to report?

Or is it just time bumps, not the guys?

8:14 a.m.!

The men arrived.

His subordinates passed by him and coughed lightly, Zhou Qinghe understood, got up and followed him casually, and the two went to the toilet.

"At eight o'clock, someone came out to make a call, but the captain didn't arrest him."

"Got it."

Just passed a word, and the two passed by.

The subordinate took two sips of wine at the bar and pretended to be pretended, then turned around and went out to continue waiting for the call.

And Zhou Qinghe went to the toilet, and when he came back, he looked at the empty table and was stunned, where is my wine?

"Where's my wine?" Zhou Qinghe grabbed a maid on the side and asked.

"Sorry sir, maybe because the service staff thought you went back, so they took the table, sorry, I'll contact the manager immediately."

It's really fast, and you pay attention to the turnover rate, right?

Zhou Qinghe sat down speechlessly, and soon a manager came to apologize, and then sent a bottle of wine.

Zhou Qinghe casually dismissed and continued to observe the environment of the audience.

Now that the news has come out, it's not the gang just now.

Zhou Qinghe glanced at his watch, Zeng Haifeng's secret service was about half an hour's drive from here, and there were still fifteen minutes to go.

He continued to observe the crowd of people entering and exiting the door, but as time passed, there was no scene where one person came to call someone, and then several people left in a hurry.

At half-past eight, the Secret Service arrived.

Seventy or eighty people rushed into Paramount in one go, and I don't know how many people blocked the door outside.

"Turn on the lights and everyone will be checked."

A good-looking female spy instructed a subordinate to take the microphone on stage and drive the dancer down.

"Arrest the wanted criminal, everyone stay where they are."

When the words fell, there was a sudden uproar below.

"How so! What does it matter to us that you catch wanted criminals? ”

"Which part of you are from, do you know that this is Paramount and this is the concession!"

"Whoever gave you the power, get out."

In response to all this distraction was the sound of gunfire.

Bang bang, the female spy who took the lead raised her hand and shot two shots upward.

He said coldly: "Shut up for me, it's okay to check it out, we'll leave immediately." ”

That's when the manager came over.

There was a smile on his face, and there was not much fear in his expression.

"This girl, you're not a police officer in the concession, are you?"

"So what? This is not the territory of China anymore? ”

"Not really." The manager smiled and said: "It is China's territory, but it is leased out, how else can it be called a concession?"

I have to remind you that according to the law of the concession, as long as you are not a police officer in the concession, you have no right to handle cases here, even if someone violates the law, it is also a matter for the concession court. ”

The female spy made a move, raised her hand and pointed a gun at his head: "I'll leave after I finish checking, if you say more nonsense, I'll kill you." ”

The manager said twice, raised his hand in surrender and nodded: "Check, you check." ”

"Check." The female spy drank cold.

Being able to be a captain in the secret service, and being a woman, will only be more ruthless.

Zhou Qinghe was very cooperative and took out his ID to show the team members.

The team member glanced at the name on it and turned to leave.

The inspection was generally smooth, ordinary people, and they didn't have a ghost in their hearts to give the documents a look.

The goal is to look like an Asian, and it doesn't particularly touch the Anglo-Americans, so it doesn't cause much fluctuation.

As for those who dare to shout, they can only be beaten.

Seventy or eighty people quickly checked it, and the reply to the message was not found, and the situation was getting worse and worse.

Of the four people on the list who were asked to be found, none of them were found.

Of course I can't find it, the name is made up by Zhou Qinghe.

Just waiting for the female spy, there is even worse news, the concession law enforcement team is coming.

As soon as the two sides came out, they quarreled and used heated rhetoric, threatening that the Shanghai District Secret Service was sabotaging the peace of the concession.

The female spy who took the lead just said a word.

"If you have a problem, you can call the government to complain to me, and now I'm leaving, will you let me go?"

-for-tat, strong momentum, women don't let the eyebrows, there are capable people in Shanghai.

Big leather boots, black tube pants, black blazer, just these hands on the waist to expose the pistol, the figure is quite prominent under the blue shirt, and with this beautiful face, it is sassy and awe-inspiring.

The Concession Law Enforcement Team withered directly.

Not only because of this woman, but also because of more than 100 people and more than 100 guns behind people.

Besides, he didn't arrest anyone, so he ran empty.

"I'll definitely complain about you to your superiors." The concession team spoke harshly.

"Whatever." The female spy lazily coped, obviously not catching anyone and making her feel bad, and waved her hand and shouted, "Get in the car." ”

With that, more than 20 cars all drove out and left the concession.

Soon, the music started again, dancing and dancing, but tonight's drinking party must have one more topic for chatting.

Zhou Qinghe stayed for a while and returned to the hotel to wait for Zeng Haifeng.

Zeng Haifeng sneakily entered the room, and when he saw Zhou Qinghe, he was immediately full of interest, and his eyes widened a little.

"How? Is there a catch? ”

Tonight's action is a bit risky, and there will be a lot of infamy.

This Paramount is not an easy place to enter, and if it is not good, there will be some big people in it who will go up and sue him.

There is a harvest to wear the boss's resistance, but there is no harvest to wear the boss's reward, and a meal of fried meat on a bamboo board.

Everything depends on whether Brother Zhou gains something.

"The harvest is still there."

Zhou Qinghe gave him an affirmative reply and took out a piece of paper from his bag, on which was a portrait.

This is what he drew according to one of the four people when he was waiting for Zeng Haifeng just now.

In fact, there are five, in addition to these four, there is also a messenger, but the ability is also a little close, drawing five at a time, for fear of scaring Zeng Haifeng.

According to the memory painting, the appearance is also eight or nine points similar.

"Do you have any of our people at the Concession Police Station?"

"Of course there is, but it's just two small miscellaneous fish, not of any level."

"It should be enough, you check this person."

Zhou Qinghe handed over the portrait and said as he handed it over.

"This person appeared in Paramount Gate, and nine times out of ten he was from the Black Dragon Society.

But one thing is very strange, my people did see someone from your secret service coming out at 10 o'clock to make a call, and according to the time, these people should have left later

But this man actually came out of Paramount at 8:09. ”

"Is there such a thing?"

Zeng Haifeng was stunned, frowned and said suspiciously: "You mean, before reporting the news, the Japanese knew that we would have action?" ”

After speaking, Zeng Haifeng muttered again: "Impossible, how can this be done?" He can read minds, huh? ”

His eyes immediately flashed, and he said with a cold face: "Is there a second ghost in Shanghai?" ”

This is the greatest possible!

Zhou Qinghe nodded, sat down and said, "I guessed the same way." ”

One person came and took away four people, of course it is possible to say that it is a coincidence, but those who do spy work can't accept coincidences so easily, and they have to find out.

"Damn, this Shanghai district is really lively."

Zeng Haifeng shuddered at the thought of his secret service turning into a tattered sieve.

It's like this in Shanghai, it can be a fart thing!

How to find out this inner ghost, the method almost immediately rushed to his heart.

"Since your people didn't find it outside, it was inside, I'll go back and check the phone right away to see which bastard has contact with the outside world at that time!"

"I took the portrait with me." Zeng Haifeng couldn't stay.

This telephone line is an open line, and you can find it by going to the telephone office.

"Well, be careful, this person is not involved in the operation, it should be an auxiliary department."

"It's not a big range, I can circle it."

Zeng Haifeng already had an idea and said goodbye directly.

Zhou Qinghe returned to his room, and then continued to paint portraits, and there were four other people, so he helped to find them, Zeng Haifeng was unreliable, and there were too many eyes.

(End of chapter)