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Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and thought carefully.

From Xin Xiangyin's mouth, he could draw several judgments:

First, this time, the Special High School tries to use this type of radio wave locator to secretly search for the secret radio stations of anti-Japanese war.

Secondly, this time was a large-scale secret operation. The Special High School took action at various places in the French Concession at the same time. Although Xin Xiangyin only mentioned Ma Si South Road, Cheng Qianfan speculated that it should be more than two places: Ma Si South Road and Father Jin Road.

Third, this is basically certain that the enemy is not particularly focused on Zhou Ru.

Of course, this is also quite thrilling. Even if Ogasawara has been stabbed by Haozi, if Xin Xiangyin sees Nohara, the enemy will be closely monitoring Father Jin Lu and secretly investigated. If this happens, Zhou Ru will be very dangerous - Ogasawara's death cannot erase all clues in such a short time:

Father Jin Road is a main road, but Majiaer Lane is a very obvious direction. As long as you search carefully, you can find some clues.

Therefore, this time Haozi and Haozi cooperated well and deserve praise.

In addition, Cheng Qianfan frowned and thought about the man Nohara, and he was sure that he did not know him.

He is very good at making friends in the Special High School Course. Suddenly, a strange name appears, and he seems to be the head of a certain department of the Special High School Course. There are only two possibilities—

One is that this person was recently transferred to the Special High School Class.

Another possibility is that this person's identity and work are confidential, and even within the special high school course, the level of confidentiality is extremely high.

Cheng Qianfan prefers the latter.

This is verified.

...

"Do you know Nohara Jun?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at Xin Xiangyin and asked.

"Mr. Cheng also knows Taijun Nohara?" Xin Xiangyin said in surprise.

“Answer my question.”

"I know Taijun Nohara," Xin Xiangyin said, and then he hurriedly added, "Tajun Nohara, also knows me."

"I can ask Nohara Jun in person." Cheng Qianfan said calmly, "I hate people lying to me the most."

"Really, Mr. Cheng, I dare not lie to you." Xin Xiangyin said quickly.

"Tell me, when have you ever met Nohara Jun and where are you?" Cheng Qianfan continued to ask.

"I've seen Taijun Nohara twice." Although Xin Xiangyin didn't understand why Cheng Qianfan asked this, he subconsciously felt that this was a good thing.

He had once suspected Cheng Qianfan's pro-Japanese position just now, but now it seems that he had misunderstood. If Cheng Qianfan could know that he and Nohara knew each other, perhaps Cheng Qianfan would know that this was a misunderstanding and would let him go.

"In June, I met Nohara Taejun at the Chenghuang Temple for the first time. I greeted him, and he nodded at me." Xin Xiangyin said.

"And today, Nohara Tae-kun told me to follow Ogasawara Tae-kun."

Cheng Qianfan took a sip of the cigarette lightly. What is now certain is that at least in June, Nohara was in Shanghai.

This shows that the reason why he didn't know and had never heard of Nohara was because this Japanese was in a confidential unit and had a strong confidentiality.

Cheng Qianfan had already vaguely guessed that Nohara should be in the telecommunications department, and considering the Japanese's operation, Nohara's work should be related to radio wave tracking or telecode deciphering such highly confidentiality.

Also, Masi South Road?

Cheng Qianfan was not sure that Nohara chose Masi South Road because of the routine arrangements, which had no special significance. Or Nohara believed that there was something wrong with Masi South Road, or even the Special High School had discovered something on Masi South Road before.

"Do you know Nobara's true identity?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at Xin Xiangyin and asked.

Xin Xiangyin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately captured the abnormality in Cheng Qianfan's tone - this statement lacked the respect a pro-Japanese element should have for the Japanese.

...

Cheng Qianfan raised his chin slightly.

Haozai directly pressed Xin Xiangyin's little finger on the chair, grabbed the dagger with his other hand, and made a gesture to cut it down.

"I said, I said, I only know that Nohara is the chief of the radio room of the Special High School." Xin Xiangyin said quickly.

"Why did Nohara choose to go to Masi South Road?" Cheng Qianfan asked again.

Xin Xiangyin was stunned and didn't speak.

Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, Haozi directly pressed a dagger, and with Xin Xiangyin's scream, his little finger was cut off.

"Why did Nohara choose to go to Masi South Road?" Cheng Qianfan asked again.

"Ala doesn't know." Xin Xiangyin screamed and howled.

"Not honest?" Haozai held the dagger and aimed at Xin Xiangyin's thumb.

"Alla really doesn't know." Xin Xiangyin cried bitterly. He was stunned just now. He was not trying to hide it, but he really didn't know.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Xin Xiangyin coldly, and there was no sympathy in his eyes for the person who cried and called for his mother.

"The instrument was sent to No. 2." Cheng Qianfan said.

"I understand." Haozai nodded and said.

No. 2 is not a safe house No. 2, but a storage room No. 2, and a "treasure room" by the leader of the "Xiao Mian".

"Clean clean." Cheng Qianfan said calmly. He picked up his hat and left the secret room.

Xin Xiangyin's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't care about the pain and howled. He looked at Haozai, "Brother Hao, do you want to clean the room? I can help."

Haozai sneered, "The little finger is gone, don't you hate me?"

"No, no, Alla has long disliked this little finger."

Haozai sighed and shook his head. He walked to Xin Xiangyin, held the broken towel and covered Xin Xiangyin's mouth. The dagger in his hand was "puff puff puff puff puff" several times...

Seeing his appearance, this man saw Brother Fan, and he had the only way to die.

...

The door of the warehouse is open.

The bodyguards who were smoking outside and chatting quickly threw away the cigarette rolls in their hands and mouths, spit them out, and stood together, "Brother Fan."

Someone hurried to open the car door.

Cheng Qianfan nodded and got straight into the car.

"Brother Fan, where are you going?" Datou sat in the driver's seat and asked Cheng Qianfan.

"Go back to the police room." Cheng Qianfan rubbed his eyebrows and said a little tired.

"yes."

Seeing from the reflector, Brother Fan was very tired, he remembered his big head in his heart, and he drove much more gentle.

Radio wave positioning meter.

Nobara.

Masi South Road?

These intelligence clues collided like a group of threads in Cheng Qianfan's mind.

He was very clear, to be precise, and he realized the great hidden dangers that the radio wave positioner posed to the secret radio stations in the entire Shanghai.

No, it's not just Shanghai.

He was not sure whether this radio wave locator was only used in Shanghai, or that it had already begun to be used secretly in major occupied areas.

It can be foreseeable that the secret anti-Japanese radio stations in the occupied areas will be caught off guard by the enemy if they are completely unaware of the enemy's ability to have such advanced instruments and even suffer heavy losses.

Cheng Qianfan keenly realized the huge danger and serious harm. He now couldn't wait to warn the Shanghai Party organization, Yanzhou headquarters, and the Military Affairs Bureau headquarters.

He thought of Masi Nan Road again.

Thinking of Ma Sinan Road, he thought of Comrade Peng and Ou.

Comrade Peng and Ou worked in Shanghai, he had a radio station in his hand.

This radio station was briefly preserved at the Peng family on Mass South Road.

When Cheng Qianfan thought of this, he felt a sense of sternness in his heart.

If this radio wave locator appeared in the early years, Peng Yuou, from Masi South Road, his safe house on Tailasto Road, and other hidden radio stations would have nowhere to hide.

...

Xue Huali Road, No. 22.

There are many people in the first floor arrest hall, noisy.

"What a noisy thing?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly.

There was the aunt who was arguing with the police. When he heard the scolding, he subconsciously wanted to talk. Seeing clearly the words was "Mr. Xiao Cheng". The aunt immediately changed her face and showed a flattering smile. Hey, he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

"You, go and call Lao Huang to come to my office." Cheng Qianfan said to a policeman, "Let Lao Huang take the guys with me and help me press my shoulders."

"Yes, Brother Fan." The policeman Yu Yourongyan, who was named, hurried away.

A few minutes later, Lao Huang came to the office of the deputy general manager with an old wooden box.
To be continued...