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Chapter 291 For Whom the Death Bell Tolls
When Tong Hu led his people to Liang's house, he saw a row of patrolmen guarding outside, so he knew that something serious must have happened.

"Director Liang! Director Liang! I brought my brothers here, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Fortunately, Sergeant Li led the team early, otherwise I would have confessed tonight!" Liang Zhongchun waved his hand.

"Then he..." Tong Hu turned his eyes to Zhang Jin, who was bandaging the wound, he hesitated to speak.

The injury on the left arm was shot by Zhang Jin himself with a gun. The bullet passed through the muscle of the left arm and did not get stuck in the bone, so it only needed to be bandaged with medicine.

Liang Zhongchun looked at Zhang Jin and said, "You rest at my house first, with Sheriff Li and the others here, I guarantee that no one will dare to seek revenge again, and I will take someone to avenge you!"

Zhang Jin put down the gauze, looked up and said: "Then you have to be careful, they are destroying documents when you rush over, there will definitely be fierce fighting."

"What if nothing happened?" Tong Hu asked.

"Nothing happened? Then you are unlucky. They must have destroyed the documents and evacuated. All you got is a point of contact that is worthless if you go to the building alone."

Liang Zhongchun and Tong Hu looked at each other.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and go, if you don't go to the other party, you will run away!" Zhang Jin said loudly with a little anger.

"Tong Hu, let's go, bring your brothers, this time I don't want any of them to escape! If you dare to attack my house, you will have to pay the price!" Liang Zhongchun walked towards the door without looking back.

Soon, the cars and tin carts at the gate of the courtyard drove away, heading straight for the French Concession.

Zhang Jin withdrew his gaze and thought to himself, go, go and testify to me!
French Concession, East China Studio.

A car and two tin wagons were parked in the street at the entrance.

There was a sound of footsteps, and twenty or thirty spies surrounded the studio with pistols.

"Break the door open for me!"

With Liang Zhongchun's order, several well-built spies kicked and bumped their shoulders in turn, and knocked open the door in a short while.

"Come in with me!" Tong Hu took the lead.

blah blah!

Two gunshots sounded on the stairs!
As soon as Tong Hu entered the door, he cleverly hid behind the wooden cabinet at the front desk. Unfortunately, the two spies who followed him were shot and fell to the ground.

"Grandma Li, fortunately I have rich experience, otherwise I would be the one who died!"

Tong Hu broke out in a cold sweat.

Although the two companions were down, the spies at the door still swarmed into the photo studio, several guns fired at the stairs, and the bullets sent sawdust flying all over the stairs and handrails!
Seeing that the enemy was suppressed, Tong Hu immediately stood up from behind the wooden cabinet and fired a few shots.

"careful!"

The secret agents who were about to rush upstairs suddenly stumbled back down, and two bundles of burning fireballs chased everyone and rolled down the stairs!

Immediately afterwards, several streaks of kerosene were poured down, instantly spreading the fire to the entire staircase and the nearby ground!
"Director Liang, the enemy resisted tenaciously and blocked the stairs with fire, so none of the brothers could go up!" Tong Hu came out to report.

Liang Zhongchun looked at the thick smoke and fire coming out of it, and frowned: "Hurry up and find a way to go up! The Juntong gang must be delaying time and destroying the documents!"

"How come, this fire is so big..."

"Look for a bamboo ladder, build a human ladder, whatever you want, won't you climb in through the window on the second floor, I will teach you such a simple thing!" Liang Zhongchun said angrily.

"Yes! I'll do it right away!" Tong Hu bowed his head.

However, as soon as they found the bamboo ladder, they saw thick smoke billowing from the second floor of the studio, and the flames could be seen faintly.

"Director Liang, this..."

"Damn it, the military commander doesn't want to live anymore! Surround himself with fire, where else can they escape?" Liang Zhongchun scolded.

On the second floor of Huadong Studio, seeing the raging fires around them had begun to engulf every corner, the two military commanders looked at each other.

"The task is completed, we can withdraw."

"The contact point here is abandoned. The officer told us to completely seal the secret passage when we leave, so that we will not be discovered."

After the two left, the flames quickly engulfed the place where they were standing. In the bright orange flames, two corpses lying on the floor of the second floor were lying on the ground.

"The fire is getting bigger and bigger, it must be kerosene! Director Liang, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch anything this time!"

Liang Zhongchun glared at Tong Hu: "I'm not blind, you don't need to tell me about it! Damn, I'm afraid people will go to the building if I come too late, and I'll block people when I come too early. I didn't expect to come to this place." Set! It’s really ruthless, it’s worthy of being a military leader!”

"Then what do we do now?"

"What else can I do? Wait, tell the concession police station to send someone to put out the fire! You bring someone here to watch, I'll go home and talk to Brother Zhang first."

Liang Zhongchun quickly drove back to his home.

"How is it, has anyone caught it?"

"No, we just blocked them upstairs when we arrived, but these people set themselves on fire and burned down the entire studio. I'm afraid there is no evidence." Liang Zhongchun shook his head helplessly.

Zhang Jin remained silent, the rest of the matter was arranged by Mingcheng, he didn't expect it to be this way.

Seeing that he was silent, Liang Zhongchun rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do next? Once the fire was burned, there was no evidence whatsoever. There is no way to prove that this is the contact point!"

Zhang Jin pondered for a moment, then said: "That's not necessarily true. You also said that they set fire to the photo studio to destroy the evidence, but there is one thing that is difficult to destroy, and that is the radio station. It is not like a paper document. It is also destroyed after the fire. There will be remains, and as long as the remains of the radio station are found, it can prove that this is an enemy contact point."

Liang Zhongchun's eyes lit up, and he praised: "Yes, why didn't I think of it, brother Zhang is still smart!"

"You made such a big fuss but you didn't catch anyone, but let them burn down the studio. Once the studio is burned down, my accomplices will definitely know, and then the situation I have to face next will be more troublesome and dangerous. There is no way to avoid the power struggle. avoid!"

"Brother Zhang, if you need it, I welcome you here at any time."

Zhang Jin looked at Liang Zhongchun who was full of smiles, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Director Liang, it's not that I underestimate you. If I really defected, you can't help it."

"If you can't keep it, let's talk about it first, who made us brothers, right! If you are a brother, come to me and I promise you will not treat you badly!" Liang Zhongchun patted his chest and promised.

"It's okay, I'll leave first, and I have to deal with a lot of troubles when I go back."

"Is your arm injury okay?"

"I can't die!"

At dawn, in a house on Scott Road.

Zhang Jin took off his hat and hung it on the coat rack next to him. In the dark room, he walked to the sofa and sat down. He said to the opposite side of the coffee table, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

As soon as the voice fell, a fire was lit, and the lit kerosene lamp made the air emit an unpleasant smell.

The dim light emitted by the soybean-sized lamp flame illuminated the vicinity of the coffee table, as dim as a scene in a dream.

"Forgive me, it's too late to set up the temporary contact point, it's a bit crude." Mingcheng said, "According to your request, the first foreshadowing has been completed, and then it's your turn to defect. You still have to continue with this part of the plot." Being shot is playing a trick, can your body hold it?"

"Small, as long as you don't shoot at a vital point, it's fine." Zhang Jin moved his left arm. With his physical fitness, this kind of muscle penetrating injury will completely recover within a day or two.

"Our people from Chongqing sent a message that Wang Tianfeng has already set off for Shanghai, and the death knell plan has officially sounded! Calculating the time, he should arrive within two or three days, and we have to finish the show before he arrives! Only Only when you successfully defect to the Japanese puppet government can you force him to change his original plan." Mingcheng gave a big news.

"Wang Tianfeng will not be persuaded easily, all we can do is forcefully change his plan."

"I'll ask you one last time, do you really not regret this? Once the next step officially begins, you will have no chance to turn back, and your final end will inevitably be a dead end." Mingcheng looked at him seriously.

"Very good." Zhang Jin said with a smile.

Given the opportunity to experience all of this, no matter what the solution is, he will not regret it in public or private.Some things, do not regret, do not regret.

After a while, Mingcheng also smiled: "You are much more open-minded than I imagined."

Zhang Jin smiled without saying a word.

If a person no longer fears death, but regards death as his ultimate and best destination, then no matter who he is, he can have an open-minded state of mind.

If it weren't for the mission requirements, he probably wouldn't be able to be so relaxed and indifferent.

After all, he is not those real heroes in history!

"Okay, then you can rest here and wait for my news." Mingcheng got up and said.

Early morning, French Concession, East China Studio.

The three cars stopped outside the cordon at the same time, and Yoko Nantian, Liang Zhongchun and Wang Manchun got off their cars respectively.

Yoko Nantian came to the burnt-out ruins of the photo studio building and asked, "Director Liang, is this the Juntong contact point you found?"

"Yes, my house was attacked by the anti-rape team of the military command last night. After Sergeant Li brought people to help me protect my family, I led people to chase them all the way, and there was a fierce battle with the enemy criminals in this photo studio, resulting in casualties. Two subordinates, seeing that it was difficult to escape, the enemy used kerosene to set fire to destroy the evidence." Liang Zhongchun briefly described the matter.

"Since all the evidence has been destroyed, how can you prove that this is the contact point of the military command?" Wang Manchun sneered.

"Although most of the evidence has been destroyed, there is still one thing that will remain. If this is really the contact point of the military command, then there must be a radio station. The radio station will not be burned to ashes like paper." Liang Zhongchun was a little proud road.

"Okay, as long as it can be proved that this is a stronghold of anti-Japanese elements, we have a reason to take over the investigation." Yoko Nantian said, and walked inside.

"Section Leader Nantian, be careful!" Liang Zhongchun hurriedly followed.

"Xiaoman, take someone nearby to collect information about this studio." Wang Manchun followed after giving orders.

"Okay, Director Wang." Zhuang Xiaoman looked at the ruins of the photo studio in front of her, and secretly wondered how it would be exposed. The anti-rape team did not have the task of attacking Liang Zhongchun, otherwise, it was impossible for her, the insider, not to have received the news.

In the burnt-out photo studio, there were already many patrolmen and secret agents cleaning up the scene, and the two sides were clear about not interfering with each other.

Yoko Nantian and others walked up the newly built stairs to the second floor, and immediately a spy came to report.

"Report, the remains of a burnt radio station were found in the inner room."

"Look, I said this must be the contact point of the military command!" Liang Zhongchun said.

Yoko Nantian wandered upstairs and downstairs for a while, checking all possible places and items.

After walking out of the photo studio, Nantian Yoko said to Liang Zhongchun: "Director Liang, although there is nothing particularly useful to gain, destroying a military command contact point can also give us a temporary relief. Your contribution is not small."

Liang Zhongchun said with a smile: "It's all under the command of Section Chief Nantian!"

"But this alone is not enough to allow us to regain trust. We must do more and more productive things to restore our previous shame."

"Section Chief Nantian, don't worry, I will continue to work hard! And if there is no accident, I will get updated information soon!" Liang Zhongchun said.

"Oh, really? It seems that Director Liang has some special source of information. I wonder if he can share it with us!" Yoko Nantian was a little surprised.

"I can't guarantee it right now. I will definitely share it with you when everything is settled." Liang Zhongchun said with a smile.

Yoko Nantian glanced at Wang Manchun. She was actually happy to see the struggle between these two subordinates. After all, there is competition to make progress. She didn't want No. 76 to be like a stagnant pool of lifeless water.

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaoman came over suddenly and reported, "Director Wang, the inquiry is over."

"Did you find anything?" Wang Manchun asked expectantly.

"There is no special discovery, but we have already found a resident who is familiar with the owner of this photo studio. From his description, he should be able to draw a portrait of the owner." Zhuang Xiaoman replied.

"Great, as long as we can draw a portrait, we can find the owner of this store and follow the clues to find the military command agent hiding in Shanghai!" Wang Manchun said happily.

Liang Zhongchun, who was on the side, felt a little upset when he heard this. He was obviously the one who came first, so this woman can't take the credit for it!

Thinking of this, he quickly said: "Sect Leader Nantian, I discovered this, and I should be fully responsible for it. Wang Manchun's actions are obviously against the rules."

Nantian Yoko said indifferently: "Director Liang, now should be the time for everyone to unite and overcome difficulties together. I hope you can unite sincerely, crack more contact points of the military command and underground party as soon as possible, capture more anti-Japanese elements, and fight for Shanghai. Contribute to peace with the new government."

When Liang Zhongchun heard this partial tone, he could only agree with hatred: "Section Chief Nantian is right, unite, I will definitely unite."

With Nantian Yoko's protection, Wang Manchun was confident, turned to Zhuang Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman, go and take that person back to No. 76 to draw portraits, and then disperse these portraits, and bring them to me in the streets and alleys of the concession. Search carefully!"

"Understood, Director Wang!" Zhuang Xiaoman took the order and turned to leave, with a trace of worry flashing across his face.

The contact point was exposed, and a witness with a familiar face was found. All this will definitely pose a fatal threat to Shanghai Station!This news must be delivered as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause immeasurable danger if it is too late!
(End of this chapter)