Vol 3 Chapter 642: Two husbands in charge

Chapter 642: Two Husbands at a Crossroads

This is a small car.

Forty or fifty meters away from Hans Clinic, the car lights went out.

The car was parked there, very quiet.

Lao Huang frowned.

He is now unable to determine why the car came here and whether there is something wrong with it.

All this is just Cheng Qianfan's guess. If the guess is wrong, it is just a false alarm, which is best.

In terms of organization, it is quite difficult to have such a secret clinic with advanced equipment in Shanghai.

The most important thing is that unless it is confirmed that the other party is the enemy and he can shoot a warning shot as a last resort, Lao Huang needs to wait for Cheng Qianfan's signal.

So, Lao Huang chose to stand still.

Public phone booth.

Cheng Qianfan put in a phone coin from the French Concession.

“Ask Hans Clinic.”

Wearing a mask on his face, he looked at his surroundings vigilantly.

Half a minute later, Cheng Qianfan put down the microphone.

His expression was extremely serious.

The phone number at Hans Clinic is not working.

This is not right.

The clinic’s phone line is open 24 hours a day, and there is no such thing as unplugging the phone line in the middle of the night.

Then, the most likely possibility is that the phone line at Hans Clinic was damaged.

From this, it can be deduced that the enemy’s target is basically the Hans Clinic.

Without further ado, we must respond!

Cheng Qianfan left the phone booth and came to an alley.

He climbed up the wall in one run, and then climbed onto the roof as nimbly as a cat.

The whole person leaned down and moved forward on the roof lightly.

Finally, he found the target house.

There is naturally a reason why this family was chosen by him. The second floor here is the second best shooting spot on this street. At the same time, the most important thing is that you can go out through the back door of this family and climb over the alley. A wall is a main road extending in all directions.

As for the best shooting spot, Cheng Qianfan left it to Lao Huang.

That house is now vacant. To be precise, that house is the secret private residence of the former Central Patrol Room Chief Inspector Qin Detai.

The French Concession did not break up with Qin Detai, and did not touch Qin Detai's house and property in Shanghai.

Tin Detai fled Shanghai, and the house was temporarily vacant, so Cheng Qianfan secretly took it for his own use.

The windows on the second floor were locked from the inside.

Cheng Qianfan didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed the eaves with one hand, jumped down, and easily got into the open window on the first floor.

The whole set of movements is done smoothly and smoothly.

This house belongs to a dentist.

This dentist often travels between Suzhou and Shanghai, living here for a month and there for a month.

Cheng Qianfan carefully checked to confirm that the dentist and his family had not returned suddenly.

Then he opened the back door and found something **** in a sack from the grass outside the door and by the river. Carrying the bundle, he went up to the second floor.

This is a Type 38 rifle, which Lao Huang placed at the back door in advance.

He called Lao Huang before and told him to buy him two bottles of high-quality Huadiao, which meant two long spears, one for Lao Huang and one for him.

Cheng Qianfan took out a pair of medical gloves from his body and put them on.

The window opened a small gap and the gun muzzle was released.

His hands were rubbing the trigger, and he moved his body slightly to find the best design position.

Then he put the gun away and went to the next bedroom, where there was a telephone.

“Go to No. 32 Kaisen Road.”

Hearing the phone ring, Cheng Qianfan immediately hung up.

No. 32 Kaisen Road was the house where Qin Detai lived. The phone rang. Old Huang had no intention of answering the phone. He immediately turned to look at the house diagonally opposite and a little further away.

The flame of a lighter lit up and then went out.

Lao Huang's hazy eyes instantly became sharp.

This is the secret signal sent by Cheng Qianfan.

The phone rang once and then stopped, which meant that Cheng Qianfan had successfully arrived at the house diagonally opposite.

The flame of the lighter means that it is further determined that the opponent's target is most likely the Hans Clinic, and it will now enter a state of war.

Lao Huang took out the match box from his body, lit a match, and then blew it out immediately.

This is a signal back to Cheng Qianfan to confirm receipt.

Cheng Qianfan returned to the shooting position. His calm and sharp eyes like a falcon looked through the crosshair at the silent car not far from Hans Clinic.

Lao Huang struck a match, which meant that when a suspected target appeared, Cheng Qianfan immediately locked onto the car.

What is this car waiting for?

Cheng Qianfan frowned and thought.

At this moment, a person got out of the passenger seat.

The man leaned against the front hood of the car, and a fire light came on. This was because the man lit a match and lit his cigarette.

In about a few minutes.

Some sounds were faintly heard in the distance.

Cheng Qianfan looked over and saw a dozen people riding foreign cars under the dim street lights.

The man who was smoking threw the cigarette on the ground and rushed towards the man riding the foreign bicycle.

Cheng Qianfan's eyes turned cold. He moved the muzzle of his gun slightly and pointed it at the man who looked like the leader riding a foreign car.

This man spoke to the first person who arrived on a foreign car and pointed in the direction of Hans Clinic.

“Nishizawa-kun, I arranged for someone to call the clinic, and someone answered the phone.” The man said, “They said there will be no treatment at night.”

"In addition, my people have inquired and found that no patients have been transferred from Hans Clinic, so it can be confirmed that the target is in the clinic."

“Then I led someone to cut the phone line.” The man said.

“Well done, Cao Sang.” Xize nodded with satisfaction and patted Cao Yu on the shoulder.

Speaking, he took out a short gun from his waist and waved his hand, "Surround Hans Clinic, quick!"

More than a dozen agents parked the foreign car, took out their guns, and surrounded Hans Clinic.

"Snapped!"

Cheng Qianfan fired.

The muzzle of the gun made a dull sound, and the bullet directly hit Caesar's chest.

“Enemy attack!” The Special High School agent who was suddenly attacked immediately fell to the ground and looked around nervously to find the location of the attacker.

After Cheng Qianfan fired the first shot, he quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and fired continuously without any pause.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Two more special agents were hit. One was shot in the back and lay on the ground twitching.

“There!” a Special High School agent pointed at a window on the second floor and shouted.

The agents raised their short guns and fired a burst of fire at the window.

Leave aside whether the short gun's shooting distance and accuracy can hit the opponent, the most important thing is to suppress the opponent's fire.

Cheng Qianfan hid sideways behind the wall. Although the opponent was less likely to hit him with a short gun from that distance, he still did not dare to be careless.

The back seat of the car was quietly opened, and a figure carefully got out of the car, squatting and moving to the trunk of the car.

Carefully opened the trunk of the car and took out a long gun.

With a click, the man pulled the bolt of the gun, leaned on the trunk of the car, and aimed the gun at the window.

'Snapped! ’

A gunshot was fired.

The man was shot in the head and fell to the ground.

“Be careful! Everyone, be careful, there are enemies behind you!”

It was Lao Huang who fired the shot.

His mission today is very clear, which is to cover Comrade "Chen Zhou" in the battle, the most important of which is to eliminate the enemy's spearmen as soon as possible.

"Snapped!"

Another shot!

An agent of the Special High School Division who was trying to crawl close to Cheng Qianfan's residence was shot in the upper part of the back by Huang. Almost at the same time, the man was shot again in the back and lay there motionless.

“Good marksmanship!” Lao Huang praised in his heart.

“The ‘Yuchang’ sword is still young!” Cheng Qianfan also secretly praised in his heart.

Inside Hans Clinic.

"What's happening outside?" Dr. Hans, who was checking Fang Muheng's condition, was startled and asked quickly.

Fang Muheng just completed the operation this afternoon and is still in a coma.

"There was a gunfight outside." Wearing a doctor's uniform and a mask, He Guan gently lifted a crack in the curtain and saw what seemed to be a gunfight between two groups of people outside.

“That’s okay, this kind of thing is very normal in Shanghai.” Dr. Hans shrugged and smiled bitterly.

He Guan didn't say anything, he frowned.

“This is not right.” He Guan said.

This street is under the jurisdiction of the Central District, to be precise, it is the territory of Cheng Qianfan's third patrol.

After returning to Shanghai, He Guan had already met with his uncle Jin Kemu and had their first secret meeting.

Among them, He Guan was very concerned about the situation of his good friend Cheng Qianfan, and he inquired and learned a lot about the situation of "Little Mr. Cheng" from Jin Kemu.

In a word, President Xiao Cheng is currently extremely powerful in the French Concession, and both black and white parties give him face.

Mr. Guan was also on patrol back then, so he didn’t know much about the secrets inside.

This street is a key area under the jurisdiction of the Third Patrol. No one would choose to have a shootout on the street in such a wild manner unless they were desperate.

The people living on this street are either rich or noble, and many of them are able to speak a few words in the French Concession. For example, Dr. Hans, who is acquainted with the French Concession Police Chief, Mr. Ferguson, is able to Datian listened to it.

If something happens on this street, Cheng Qianfan will be criticized.

So, dare to have a gun battle so brazenly——

This is not giving Cheng Qianfan face!

Similarly, this is not giving Jin Ke Mu Jin total face.

“Xiaolan, what do you think?” He Guan looked at his wife.

Huang Xiaolan also temporarily works as a nurse in the clinic. On the one hand, she takes care of Fang Muheng, and for another very important reason:

How to understand your wife? She is smarter and cleverer than her. After growing up for more than half a year, she has become an excellent red warrior.

“The gunshots were too dense.” Huang Xiaolan frowned, “Aguan, can you tell what kind of gun it is?”

"Type 38 rifle, Mauser pistol, and the sound of the Japanese Nanfang pistol!" He Guan held his breath and listened, then his expression changed, "Nanbu pistol!"

Huang Xiaolan's expression also changed drastically. She looked at her husband, "The other party is probably coming towards us, but I don't know who is blocking them!"

"It should be the comrades of the underground party who are secretly protecting us. They were unable to notify us in time, so they could only show up to stop the enemy." He Guan said.

“Doctor Hans, can you see if the phone can still make calls?” Huang Xiaolan asked immediately.

Dr. Hans also understood the meaning instantly. He walked to the counter outside, picked up the receiver, and shook the number with his right hand.

After a while, Dr. Hans ran back.

“The phone can’t be made!” he said.

"Retreat, you must evacuate immediately!" Huang Xiaolan looked at her husband, "The situation is very dangerous. The enemy is most likely coming for us, and even if they are not coming for us, a gun battle broke out here, and the patrol will definitely knock on the door soon. For interrogation and questioning.”

He Guan nodded decisively and ordered, "Evacuate immediately!"

Fang Muheng had a gunshot wound. Once the patrol came over for questioning, it could not be covered up.

In addition, there are many people who know the eldest young master of the Fang family, and they have the best information about the patrol. They should know that Fang Muheng is a member of the Red Party. Therefore, once the patrol comes to the door, even if the gunfire outside has nothing to do with them, something will happen.

"Go to the back, take the waterway." Hans said decisively. He glanced at Fang Muheng, who was unconscious. "But be careful, the wounded comrades are still in danger."

"We will pay attention." He Guan nodded seriously, "Comrade Hans, please evacuate with us."

“No! I can’t leave!” Hans shook his head.

Seeing that He Guan still wanted to persuade him, he smiled and said, "If the wounded comrade is found here, I will naturally not be able to distance myself from the relationship. However, the wounded comrade has been moved, and they have no evidence to arrest me."

As he spoke, he winked and said, "Doctor Hans is German and knows many dignitaries. Not everyone in Shanghai can bully him."

“They can’t arrest me without evidence,” Hans added.

He Guan nodded, "Then we will evacuate immediately with the wounded comrades. Comrade Hans, please be more careful."

“Let’s go quickly,” Hans urged. “Our comrades are using their lives to buy us time to evacuate!”

"Hit! Over there! Kill him!" Cao Yu raised the gun in his hand and shouted in panic, firing twice from time to time.

However, he did not dare to take the risk and fired completely randomly.

"Your coward!" A special high school student looked at Cao Yu with disdain and rushed out with a short gun. He planned to sneak close to the opponent through the wall and shoot at close range.

Cheng Qianfan immediately saw this man's actions. Without hesitation or pause, he aimed his gun.

"Snapped!"

This Special High School agent was hit directly in the face, screamed and fell to the ground, and soon became silent.

Cao Yu was frightened by this scene. He sat down on the ground and hid his body under the car as much as possible.

In just a short time, at least four of our own people were killed by the opponent, three were seriously injured, and many others were lightly injured.

And, most importantly, how would the other party know that they were coming to Hans Clinic to arrest someone?

Is this an ambush in advance?

Cao Yu was frightened.

Is the Red Party's manpower and power so powerful in Shanghai?

The spear is used, and the marksmanship is so accurate.

Or is it that the so-called New Fourth Army sent a small force to sneak into Shanghai?

what does that mean?

The panicked Cao Yu's mind was spinning rapidly.

“Captain Yoshino,” Cao Yu shouted, “The wounded man at Hans Clinic must be a senior official of the New Fourth Army!”

"What?" Yoshino shouted while hiding in the corner and firing back, but he didn't hear clearly.

"I said, senior generals of the New Fourth Army!" Cao Yu shouted at the top of his lungs, "The wounded inside must be senior generals of the New Fourth Army!"

Today is a good day. I wish my book friend [Mengchuan-chan] a happy marriage, a happy marriage, a happy family, and the birth of a precious son soon.

The community will continue the nucleic acid test tomorrow. I punched my throat so hard this afternoon that I almost vomited.

The weather is getting hotter. The community has built pavilions and installed air conditioners for the hard-working Dabai people. Thank you.

(End of this chapter)

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