Iwai Eichi pondered for a moment, and then sighed, "If you can't get an approximate range by tomorrow night, let's use the last plan......"

This plan was proposed by Akagi Jinyuki, and he named it "Attracting Fish to the Hook".

As long as the rumors are released and the suspects are closely monitored, whoever makes any abnormal movements will be the most suspicious.

The rest, of course, is the source of poverty, and when necessary, torture can also be used to extract confessions.

The so-called suspects here are naturally those who have surrendered to sincerity and have access to top secret Chinese.

Ding Mocun, Li Shiqun, Wu Sibao, Yuan Shu......

Although there are not many people, each one is very important, if you suspect that you are wrong, you may be injured by mistake, and it is also possible to cook it into a pot of raw rice, which will make people think that the Japanese are unloading and killing donkeys, and the loss to the Japanese is very large.

For example, two or three years later, in order to appease most of the traitors, the Japanese would rather quietly poison Li Shiqun and Wu Sibao than dare to put a "mutiny" hat on them, and this is the reason.

"Understood!" Akagi nodded, bowed again, and exited Iwai's room.

It's past three o'clock, and he has to seize the time to rest for a while, maybe after dawn, he will have to meet a new challenge.

……

Fang Buwei turned off the bugging device and exhaled slightly.

Everything is still in my own anticipation.

He Jianying is still safe, and tomorrow's plan should be implemented smoothly.

And this precious time was all bought by Boss Hu with his life......

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth slightly.

If you mess up, how can you be worthy of such a martyr?

He packed his backpack and wooden box on his back and walked out of the safe house......

Four or five o'clock in the morning is the darkest time of the night, and it is also the most sleepy time.

Although the police and the Japanese military police are still patrolling, their spirits and reflexes are much worse than they were in the middle of the night.

Fang Buwei is still in good spirits.

More than half an hour later, he appeared downstairs in Xiangchun.

Xiangchun Building was originally a Western-style building with a brick and wood structure, but after She Aizhen took over, she spent a lot of money to renovate it, and all of it was changed to a retro style.

Corridors, pavilions, rockeries, water pavilions...... So don't have too many hiding places to sneak around.

In addition, it is a green building, and there are no fucking things like wolf dogs, so it is not too difficult to sneak in.

The lights were still on in a few rooms, and the sound of laughter and drinking was still loud.

Fang Buwei carried the box on his back, climbed over the courtyard wall, and climbed in through the kitchen window, just avoiding the four bodyguards playing cards at the door of the building, and sneaked to the back building.

Standing in the aisle, all kinds of noises came one after another, and Fang couldn't help but sigh secretly: business is really booming.

But it also provided him with more opportunities.

At the end of the aisle, there was an iron door with a thick chain and a large iron lock hanging from the door.

It's hard to do it.

He pulled out a steel wire, reached into the keyhole and pounded it twice, and the lock opened.

Underneath the iron gate is a two-story staircase, and there is an iron door that houses the basement.

The reason why Wu Sibao placed the tobacco trading center in Xiangchun Building, instead of the safer No. 7 Shi 6, or even Hongkou, was only because the Japanese did not want to bear the "name of poisoning the Chinese"!

Corrupt people like the Nationalist Government are almost rotten to the bone, and they do not dare to openly sell drugs, but instead shout slogans against smoking every year, and only dare to let the Fuxing Society, the Secret Service, or even the name of a youth gang like Todu Yuesheng sell drugs, this is the reason.

If Japan wants to buy people's hearts, it naturally wants to let the people know that Japan, which is bent on realizing *****, is certainly stronger than the Nationalist Government and will never do anything that poisons Chinese......

Most of the business was negotiated here, and Wu Sibao would go to the drug factory set up by the Japanese on the Hongkou River to pull goods.

Therefore, in the basement of Xiangchun Building, as long as there are best-selling drugs on the market: opium, morphine, hyroine, etc., there are some samples, which is convenient for the buyer to inspect the goods.

Because it was just a few samples, it didn't add up to much money, so there were no additional guards.

Wu Sibao also thought that with his and She Aizhen's fame in Shanghai, no one dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

How could he have thought that someone was eyeing this place?

Fang Buwei entered the basement, turned on the flashlight, and took a closer look.

Several rows of shelves, on which are sealed in packages of opium, foreign soil, Yunnan soil, Guizhou soil, and Northeast soil...... There are all kinds of colors.

There was also a safe filled with morphine and heroin.

Fang Bu tried to open the safe first in order to untie the box and backpack.

This thing not only has a secret lock, but also a mechanical password office, and Fang Buwei has been tinkering for more than ten minutes, and he has not figured out any rules.

The main thing is that there is not enough time.

If the party is not given for half to an hour, he still has hope to open it.

Forget it, don't drill the horns.

Fang Buwei put away the tools for unlocking, opened the backpack, took out a few pieces of paper, hooked them on the copper wire, and hoisted them into the innermost part of the safe through the gap at the top of the safe.

If the person who opened the safe does not look carefully, he will basically not notice a few more pieces of paper in the safe.

Gently that opened the shelves.

To protect against moisture, a single linoleum is placed on the floor in the basement, and the floor is paved with red bricks below.

This saves a lot of work, at least not to pry the cement floor.

He removed the shelves, lifted the linoleum, pried up the red bricks, and began to dig out the sand and gravel underneath.

The sand and gravel that was taken out were all packed into the backpack by Fang Buwei.

When he had dug a hole large enough, he put the box in, then restored it to its original state and moved the shelves again.

After the spilled sand and gravel on the ground were cleaned up, the basement was as clean as before, and there was not a trace of superfluity.

It doesn't matter if it's old-fashioned, it just works.

What's more, this is the first step, and the next steps are the key.

Fang Buwei walked out of the basement backwards, cleaning up the traces he left behind as he walked.

The bodyguards in the courtyard were still playing cards, the drinkers upstairs were still boxing, and the prostitutes in the powder tents were still humming......

Fang Buwei turned out the Xiangchun Building and looked at his watch again.

It's almost five o'clock, so hurry up.

He dodged the police and gendarmes, and half an hour later, arrived at Madang Road.

Fang Buwei asked He Jianying to come here after dawn, not because it was close to He Jianying's hiding place, but because the home of one of Wu Sibao's customers was here.

Wu Sibao has a bug on his body, so he doesn't want to find such a small thing, don't be too simple.

This man, surnamed Ma, specializes in the business of the rich, and has been selling morphine in Shanghai for seven or eight years.

Before the fall of Shanghai, he took the path of Du Yuesheng, and also purchased goods from the Fuxing Society, and after the Japanese came, Wu Sibao took the initiative to find him......

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