There were Japanese gendarmes walking around the street, listening to the sound of footsteps, it was four people.

All of them carried long guns on their backs, and it is not known whether they were equipped with short guns and grenades, but at least there were no dogs.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

The dogs of the Japanese military police are specially trained, and they are not as easy to deal with as those in the house of the hooligan leader.

What's more, where there are dogs, there are Japanese military police, and Fang Buwei's secret beef and poison needles are useless.

The footsteps of the gendarmes went farther and farther, but Fang Buwei did not rush out.

Because he vaguely heard a few more footsteps, walking towards Jing'an Temple.

Came and went, it turned out to be two groups?

It appears to be cross-patrolling.

After waiting for almost five minutes, the two groups of gendarmes repeated the route they had just taken and walked in front of the north gate of Jing'an Temple again.

At this pace of walking, walking 70 or 80 meters in one minute and going back and forth in five minutes shows that the section of the street that these two groups of gendarmes are responsible for will not exceed 200 meters at the longest.

Yuyuan Street is two kilometers long, and there are at least twenty such groups, and the No. 80 military police.

One and a half squads.

If you work two shifts day and night, the person in charge of patrolling during the day will have to be at least so much, so that the Yuyuan Road Military Police Station will have at least one squadron of troops.

Sure enough, without investigation and verification, the public information is resolutely untrustworthy.

If he hadn't come in person, Fang Buwei would have always thought that there was only one gendarmerie squad on Yuyuan Road.

After waiting for another five or six minutes, when the two groups of gendarmes walked through Jing'an Temple again, and there was a mistake of less than two minutes, Fang Buwei jumped over the wall lightly and quickly and climbed to the roof of the western-style house opposite Jing'an Temple.

Most of the garden houses in this row are of the same style, and most of them are high-end residences built by foreign compradors and wealthy businessmen in Shanghai before World War I, thus gradually forming the most high-end residential area in Shanghai.

Most of the traitors choose to live here, in addition to safety, there is also the meaning of quiet.

It is also called Yongquan Road here, which is connected with Yuyuan Road.

Fang Buwei jumped one building after another according to the rhythm of the patrolling gendarmerie squad.

In addition, he also had to beware of the bodyguards in the alleys and garden houses.

Some wealthy businessmen, as soon as they buy it, are alleys, and three or four of them are all family, so they will naturally arrange bodyguards directly at the entrance of the alley.

So Fang Buwei walked very slowly, a kilometer and a half, he walked for almost an hour.

When he walked to the alley where Li Shiqun lived, about thirty meters away, there were suddenly two dog barks.

"Wang" twice, the dog "whimpered" again, and at the same time there was a shout: "Squat......"

It's Japanese.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly, sure enough, there were dogs, and there was also a Japanese binben watching.

Like assassinating Ji Yunqing, solving the problem of dogs, and then sneaking into the building to be optimistic about Li Shiqun one by one, it will not work.

Unless you kill people and dogs.

But that can't be.

The dog barks twice, and no one cares, after all, there are still patrolling gendarmes on the streets.

If someone wants to shout twice, everything will be exposed, so it is better to attack directly.

Gotta use your brain.

Fang Buwei pondered quickly.

Ten minutes later, Fang Buwei had already sneaked to Lane 285 of Zhenning Road.

This is only one lane away from Li Shiqun's residence.

It is not wide, only four meters at most, and Fang Buwei can jump to the roof of Wu Sibao's house with a slight jump.

Wu Sibao lived in No. 67, Li Shiqun lived in No. 61, and No. 63 left for Zhou Fohai was sandwiched in the middle, plus two other buildings in a row, which happened to form a "several" shape.

These five buildings should be built together, and the middle of the building is only separated by a mezzanine road that is only more than one meter wide, and there is no need to jump.

Fang Buwei looked at the Japanese military police at the entrance of the two alleys, and then looked at the few bodyguards sitting in the courtyard smoking cigarettes.

It's impossible to find it slowly.

People may not be able to notice, but they can never hide from the dog's eyes and nose.

Even if the dog doesn't bark, it will pull its neck to look at itself, and sooner or later it will have to recruit people over.

For now, I can only follow the original plan and startle the snake.

Fang Buwei gently hung a few pieces of beef down.

For ten seconds at most, in the two alleys, whether it was a Chinese military dog or an ordinary big wolf dog, they all pulled their necks and pulled their tongues in the direction of Lane 285.

"Ha!"

In the courtyard of Wu Sibao's house, a spy pulled the dog leash hard and kicked the wolf dog.

"Whimper......" the wolf dog barked in pain, but it was still drooling and pounced hard.

In this space, Fang Buwei landed on all fours, like a large tanuki, jumped to the roof of Li Shiqun's building, and quietly jumped into a room along an open window.

"Huh?"

In the dark room, a squinting voice sounded.

Fang Buwei slid for a step, jumped to the bed, covered his mouth with one hand, grabbed his neck with the other, only heard a soft sound of "dong", and the woman who was awakened didn't even scream, and lost consciousness.

"Talking in your sleep?"

On the other side of the wall, another man's voice sounded.

Fang Bu jumped for a fish, his hands tightly clamped the man's neck, and his feet stepped on the man's hands underneath.

"Hiss......" The man fluttered hard, but he couldn't make a sound.

Fang Buwei sniffled and smelled a faint smell of spices.

This man and woman should be the chef and the cook.

"What floor is Li Shiqun on?" Fang Buwei asked in a low voice.

"Quack ......" the chef stretched his neck hard, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Compare with your hands!" Fang Bu opened a foot for the birch.

The man's left hand swung twice very quickly, meaning that he didn't know.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

He had expected it.

Even Ji Yunqing knows to change rooms to sleep, let alone Li Shiqun?

I'm afraid that except for her wife, even the bodyguards don't know which room Li Shiqun lives in.

Fang Buwei punched lightly, and the man also fainted.

He pulled out a grenade, pulled out the latch, and placed it on the windowsill.

The grenade is specially made, the fuse is long, and it will burn for at least a minute.

Fang Buwei's purpose was to create chaos and surprise Li Shiqun.

After putting the grenade away, Fang Buwei ran to the door quickly.

At this time, the spies below let out an exclamation: "What, why is it so fragrant?" ”

"No wonder the dog can't hold the ......," another spy was just half a sentence, and was shocked: "The old man's dog, after the belly is dissected, this is the smell......

Fang Buwei knew that these two were also Ji Yunqing's apprentices.

"There are assassins...... "The agent downstairs exclaimed.

In half a minute, Fang Buwei had already dropped three grenades.

He jumped down the hallway and threw two more into the second-floor hallway.

"Bang bang......" seemed to be a cannon shot, and the whole building was shaken slightly.

(End of chapter)