Three words spit out from Lao Huang's mouth, one name:

Chen Xiangjun.

It turned out to be Chen Xiangjun!

It’s this traitor Chen Xiangjun!

When Cheng Qianfan heard this name, he suddenly felt secretly sad. No, to be precise, it was the mixed emotions of sadness, hatred, longing and regret.

Sadness and hatred are for Chen Xiangjun.

Missing and pity are for comrades in the "Zhulin" and for other comrades who were betrayed by Chen Xiangjun and arrested and killed.

Because of Chen Xiangjun's rebellion, the Central Special Forces suffered a nearly devastating blow.

A large number of comrades, including comrades in Zhulin, were arrested and sacrificed.

It can be said that Chen Xiangjun, the traitor, is a thorn in the heart of the three of them, and the thorn in the hearts of the three of them. If this thorn is not pulled out, the three of them will never be able to feel at ease in their entire lives.

Cheng Qianfan was silent, then he reached out and picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out one, grabbed the cigarette roll, knocked on the table, then stuffed the cigarette roll into his mouth, picked up Lao Huang's foreign fire box, drew a foreign fire, lit the cigarette roll in his mouth, and took two silently.

...

"Where did you meet it?" he asked dullly.

"Zhizhi University." Lao Huang said.

"What are you doing at Chizhi University?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

During the Battle of Shanghai, Chizhi University became an important position for fierce competition between the Chinese and Japanese armies. The two sides fought repeatedly here, and General Mei Xing, the commander of the National Army's brigade, died in the battle of Chizhi University.

After the war, Shanghai fell, Chizhi University was in ruins, and some remaining school buildings were once reduced to Japanese military camps.

The Japanese army created many miserable cases near the barracks. One of them was that Japanese soldiers killed 17 Chinese civilians passing by for no reason and kicked the heads as balls.

The grandparents of one of the students were killed. The student himself was nailed to the wooden board with eight large iron nails by the Japanese invaders. He screamed for a day and a night until his blood was exhausted.

From then on, residents nearby fled one after another, fearing that they would be killed by the Japanese invaders at will.

Although the Japanese temporary barracks had been relocated at this time, this place was still regarded as a bad place by many ordinary people and dare not get too close.

It is more eye-catching when strangers go to the vicinity.

"It was Xia Jiawa near Chizhi University who had a life of death. Go and help." Old Huang understood Cheng Qianfan's concern and explained.

Cheng Qianfan nodded. Although Lao Huang is a drunk, his medical skills are pretty good, especially his on-site investigation skills are pretty good. Occasionally, medical officers will ask him for help.

"When and where did you meet Chen Xiangjun?" Cheng Qianfan asked, squirting the ashes.

"About 12:30 noon, on the way from Xia Jiawa to Chizhi University." Old Huang said. He knew what Cheng Qianfan was going to ask, so he simply said directly, "The other party has three people, and the other two are like bodyguards, and they may also be monitoring Chen Xiangjun, carrying a guy on them."

"Chen Xiangjun wore a long robe, a cotton jacket, a felt hat, and a gray scarf."

"I know Chen Xiangjun's appearance, but he doesn't know me." Old Huang's expression was very calm, and he said in a deep voice, "The three of them walked past me, Chen Xiangjun burped, and the smell of mutton soup."

Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang, and Lao Huang answered all the questions he was about to ask first.

"The scent of burping has fermented and it is a bit difficult to distinguish." Old Huang thought for a moment and continued, "However, I am 70% sure that Chen Xiangjun is eating mutton with a collection of books."

"Seventy percent sure?" Cheng Qianfan stared at Lao Huang.

This "old guy" is a gourmet, not only a good friend of the dog, but also a good friend of the pig and a good friend of the sheep. Lao Huang only took a bite and could tell where the teeth of the sheep were produced.

"kindness."

"Then it's almost the same." Cheng Qianfan nodded. Old Huang was very cautious in doing things and left room for himself when speaking. He said he was 70% sure, then at least 85% sure.

...

"At twelve:30 noon, this is the time for dinner. The place where Chen Xiangjun drinks mutton soup will not be too far away, it should be nearby." Cheng Qianfan said judgingly.

People usually start burping when they are just full.

"There is a mutton restaurant on the road to Liugen Road west of Xiajiawa." Lao Huang said, "I went to have a bowl of noodles."

Cheng Qianfan frowned. If Lao Huang couldn't help but ask about Chen Xiangjun and others' background, it would be a blind move.

"I didn't ask anything," said Lao Huang, "the store owner said everything himself."

Cheng Qianfan nodded. Lao Huang had this ability. He was half drunk, but he was not drunk, and he spoke nicely. Many people were willing to brag and chat with such Lao Huang.

"Chen Xiangjun started to appear nearby more than two months ago. He likes to eat the mutton noodles in this store." Lao Huang continued, "especially the colder the weather, Chen Xiangjun likes this more."

After saying that, Lao Huang kept looking at Cheng Qianfan.

"Check out how many people there are?"

"There are four people, besides the three Chen Xiangjun I have met today, there is one more. However, according to the store, that person had a cold and did not go out."

"How did the store know?"

"Chen Xiangjun asked the man for two sesame cakes, and he told the shop himself."

“Nearby terrain.”

Upon hearing this, Lao Huang took out a piece of paper from his body. This was a simple topographic map drawn by Lao Huang himself.

"This is where Chen Xiangjun and the others live. There is a row of Shikumen, which is two floors. They live in a pavilion room on the second floor and the second floor."

Cheng Qianfan pointed to the pavilion, "This is to protect Chen Xiangjun."

"It may also be a surveillance effect," said Lao Huang.

"What is this?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to a line drawn on the right side of the pavilion.

"A willow tree next to the pavilion."

"The window is broken?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.

Lao Huang nodded.

...

He was also very satisfied with the way of communicating with "Comrade Fire". The two of them had a tacit understanding.

"Climb into the window from the willow tree and then into the pavilion room." Cheng Qianfan frowned, "First of all, we must make sure that there are a few people in the pavilion room."

"At most two." Lao Huang said.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Lao Huang in surprise.

"The two changed shifts, one was awake and one was resting alone." Lao Huang said, "The room layout in the room should be one master bedroom, one small room, Chen Xiangjun sleeps in the master bedroom, and one person sleeps in the small room."

"Develop a more detailed action plan, which not only includes various pre-programs during the action, but also includes success, emergencies, and evacuation plans in the event of failure of the action." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.

Old Huang took a few puffs of cigarettes and nodded silently.

He said nothing, but Comrade ‘Flame’ understood what he meant and agreed decisively.

The French Concession Special Party Group has considerable autonomy. Cheng Qianfan agreed to take action against Chen Xiangjun, not only in his personal identity as Comrade "Huang Miao", but also in his identity as Comrade "Huang Miao", the leader of the French Concession Special Party Group.

"Will it affect Araki Kaora's 'fishing' plan to use Chen Xiangjun?" Lao Huang thought about it and asked.

There are two reasons why we have never taken action against Chen Xiangjun:

First, Araki Kaoru intends to use Chen Xiangjun to catch Wang Kangnian's big "Chenzhou" fish.

Secondly, Chen Xiangjun pays great attention to his own safety and is very concealed. If he hadn't met by chance in Xiajiawa this time, Lao Huang would not have expected that this person would have been hiding here.

"For Chen Xiangjun's death, let's get a thread, and this thread is pulled towards Wu Shanyue." Cheng Qianfan said.

Old Huang thought for a moment, nodded with a smile on his face.

...

Leaving Lao Huang's medical room, Xiao Cheng, who was slightly drunk, always led the German black-backed wolfdog to the yard.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, and occasionally he would take a sip, and more ash would fall to the ground.

Found Chen Xiangjun's traces and finally attacked this traitor who was extremely guilty.

Before actually taking action against Chen Xiangjun, Cheng Qianfan could still suppress this expectation and desire in his heart.

Now, the expectation in his heart, to be more precise, is already impatient!

Letting a traitor like Chen Xiangjun live one more day is a painful torture for Comrade Firefight, Comrade Yuchang and Comrade Feiyu.

Walking to a corner of the courtyard wall, you can see a beautiful woman walking past the hand of a little boy through the railing.

The little boy pointed at the majestic black shell wolfdog with some fear.

Mr. Xiao Cheng patted the dog's head, and the big wolf dog barked fiercely at the little boy.

The little boy was so scared that he cried.

Sitting on the ground.

General Xiao Cheng walked away with the black bell wolf dog.

The woman was left with anger and gritted her teeth, but she didn't dare to scold others, so she could only comfort her children softly.

...
To be continued...