"Report to the webmaster, my subordinates have found out that Yang Fuyuan will go to Haige Road's home tomorrow."

"Haige Road?" Zheng Weilong immediately picked up the map on the table and looked at it.

"Tomorrow is the birthday of the youngest son born by Yang Fuyuan and the third concubine. Yang Fuyuan loves this youngest son very much. His subordinates found out that the food and food had been ordered in Yu Sanyuan on the other side of Haige Road and agreed to deliver it to Haige Road's home tomorrow evening."

"That's great!" Zheng Weilong said happily.

In Wuhan, Dai Chunfeng issued an operation task to the Shanghai station, demanding that sanctions be imposed on Yang Fuyuan, a traitor who defected to the Japanese.

The Shanghai Station has been monitoring Yang Fuyuan these days, wanting to find a mobile phone.

However, this person also knew that being a traitor was dangerous and extremely timid and never showed up.

This is the first sanctions issued by Dai Chunfeng to the Shanghai Station this year. Seeing that time has passed but no progress is made, Zheng Weilong is also extremely impatient.

The information obtained by Lu Xingge could lock in Yang Fuyuan's whereabouts, which naturally made Zheng Weilong very happy.

...

"Webmaster, leave these actions to me." Lu Xingge rubbed his hands and looked at Zheng Weilong excitedly and expectantly.

"The Japanese still attach great importance to Yang Fuyuan. Although we have mastered Yang Fuyuan's movements, it does not mean that the action will be very smooth." Zheng Weilong said, "It can be foreseeable that Yang Fuyuan will have bodyguards around him, and even guard forces arranged by the Japanese."

"That should be left to me even more." Lu Xingge smiled heartily, "Who else can I do if I can easily lose my life?"

"Hahaha," Zheng Weilong laughed and said, "I knew you would take the initiative to ask for your order!"

He patted Lu Xingge on the shoulder, "Leave it to you to check Yang Fuyuan's whereabouts, and I tend to leave it to you to perform the mission."

"There are so many people at Shanghai station, so I feel most at ease when you do this." Zheng Weilong smiled and handed Lu Xingge a cigarette, "I am very pleased that you can volunteer. The party, the country and the city are in charge, so what is good!"

As he said that, he lit a cigarette himself and asked, “Where do you think it’s best to launch an attack?”

"Here." Lu Xingge took out a piece of paper from his body, spread it open, and pointed at it.

This is actually a map near Yang Fuyuan's private house hand-painted by Lu Xingge.

"What is this place?" Zheng Weilong asked.

"Qingmei Tea Club." Lu Xingge said, "There is a room on the second floor of the tea club. You can observe the door of Yang Fuyuan's private house. From here, the tea club is more than a hundred steps away from Yang Fuyuan's private house. I am still sure."

"What I want is not sure." Zheng Weilong said sternly, "I will hit it with one blow! This is also the order of the Seizure!"

"Yes, I promise to shoot Yang Fuyuan, the traitor, in the head!" Lu Xingge saluted and said with a serious expression.

"Very good!" Zheng Weilong smiled and nodded slightly, "What he wants is this momentum!"

...

Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao walked side by side on the road, and the snowflakes seemed to be smaller.

Cheng Qianfan turned his head and looked at the private room in the cafe they were staying just now.

He observed the situation around him again and whispered to Qiao Chuntao: "Taozi, tell me, if our target is at the window and we want to shoot this person, where should the gun be installed?"

Qiao Chuntao glanced around him, and in the snow, he looked to the direction on his right hand.

He whispered, "There is a church there. I have observed that there is a utility room on the second floor of the church. No one would go there. There is a shooting angle there. The only problem is that the distance is a little far away, and the gunman who needs to perform the mission has excellent shooting skills."

Cheng Qianfan glanced casually and saw that there was a Jewish church there.

Qiao Chuntao's views are similar to what he sees. Cheng Qianfan has two shooting alternatives in his mind, and he is more inclined to choose a church.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What about the evacuation plan? There are quite a few people near the church. How can you escape without attracting the attention of people around you? It's not easy."

Qiao Chuntao was silent for a moment, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, holding it in his palm. The snow gradually melted by the heat in his palm, and water dripped.

Then he replied, "Team leader, others can't do it, I can."

Cheng Qianfan was slightly stunned. He looked at Qiao Chuntao for a while and laughed loudly, but he refused to comment on Qiao Chuntao's reply.
Chapter completed!