The weather is getting colder, and the cold wind blows through and the chill is chilling.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were gloomy, and he tapped his finger on the desktop, again and again.
On that day, he already knew Dong Hongchang's plan.
His birth, his hatred, is a carefully designed darkest game.
He hated the Lu family, his hands were stained with blood, and the despair he experienced along the way was all created by Dong Hongchang.
Mo Qinghan finally knew the truth, but a deeper haze lingered in his heart.
At this moment, the darkness rushed and came under heavy pressure.
Mo Qing had a cold face. Dong Hongchang designed him this way. Of course he would not be willing to give him a gift.
Mo Qinghan's eyes drooped and landed on the desktop.
There is a map on the black table.
There are several places on it, and those places are all Dong Hongchang's strongholds in Shanghai.
Earlier, Lu Huai had taken one third of his stronghold, and the remaining stronghold was extremely secretive, even Lu Huai might not be able to know it.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were cold.
He knew that if he handed over this, it would mean the loss of his power.
If Lu Huai receives this news, he will surely wipe out all the strongholds and severely damage Dong Hongchang.
The hatred for the Lu Family for many years has long been engraved in Mo Qinghan's heart.
Even if he knew the truth, his feelings for the Lu family were extremely complicated.
Although Mo Qinghan still doesn't like Lu Huai, he must do so.
The only people who can compete with Dong Hongchang are Lu Huai.
No matter what he needs to face next, Mo Qinghan had already paid no attention to it.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were gloomy, and the big deal was the end of the jade.
He has nothing, why not drag Dong Hongchang into hell and let him taste the pain of losing everything.
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peace restaurant.
The black phone rang, piercing the cold air.
A voice rang on the other end of the phone.
Mo Qinghan used a voice changer to cover up his true voice.
Mo Qinghan said, "Sanshao Lu."
Lu Huai frowned, knowing that this person's voice was different.
Mo Qinghan: "I have something you want here."
Lu Huai said solemnly: "Who are you?"
Mo Qinghan: "It's not important."
Mo Qinghan spoke slowly: "The tailor shop next to Baoshun Foreign Company..."
Lu Huai's eyes sank.
Mo Qinghan said a few places: "The secrets of these places can be found out as soon as they are checked."
Mo Qinghan: "I hope Lu Sanshao will not let me down."
His tone concealed deep meaning.
Mo Qinghan put on the phone.
Ye Chu was next to Lu Huai. Seeing Lu Huai's expression sinking slightly, she immediately asked, "Who is calling?"
Lu Huai said in a cold voice, "That person used a voice changer and told me the address."
That person didn't want to reveal his identity, and there was a lot of cover in the words.
Lu Huai thought, with a thought in his mind: "That should be a stronghold that has not been identified before."
Every place is so clear, that person deliberately exposed these places, just want to borrow their hands to end these strongholds.
They glanced at each other, their eyes met.
It's already clear in my mind.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu said at the same time: "It's Mo Qinghan."
That call was made by Mo Qinghan, who revealed all of Dong Hongchang's strongholds in Shanghai.
The two knew that Lu Shixian's remarks a few days ago made Mo Qinghan realize that all this was a conspiracy of Dong Hongchang.
According to Mo Qinghan's temperament, his previous respect and obedience to Dong Hongchang will only turn into a deeper hatred.
The two were silent, and the air was still.
Mo Qinghan's hatred used to be an extremely sharp weapon for Dong Hongchang.
Today, it is the most dangerous blade, which will stab Dong Hongchang at any time, leaving him unstoppable.
Lu Huai recalled what Mo Qinghan had just said, and several locations came to his mind.
He picked up the pen and quickly wrote it down on the paper.
A tailor shop next to Baoshun Foreign Company.
The teahouse on Smith Road.
The flower shop near Petain's house...
The tip of the pen moved quickly, and the black words appeared on the paper little by little.
Ye Chu looked at it seriously, with a solemn expression.
After a while, Lu Huai put down his pen and his eyes fell on the last stronghold.
Ye Chu looked over and sneered: "This stronghold is opposite the patrol room."
Lu Huai: "Dong Hongchang has been planning for many years, and he has no fear."
Dong Hongchang stared at Shanghai, his hand stretched very long, intending to annex Shanghai.
Lu Huai's eyebrows were extremely cold, Dong Hongchang never expected that Mo Qinghan would hit him hard.
The chess pieces he carefully cultivated will let him step into the dead.
Ye Chu asked, "What are you going to do?"
They don't know if this is a trap.
Did Mo Qinghan really believe what Lu Zongting and Lu Shixian said
Will Mo Qinghan still work for Dong Hongchang, his remarks are actually another trap
Ye Chu was meditating, and people's hearts were the most unpredictable, and all of this was unknown.
Lu Huai rubbed the paper, a smooth touch came from his fingertips.
There was a deep chill in my heart.
His voice fell, frost condensed: "Check first, then kill."
Finding out the situation in these places, if it is really Dong Hongchang's stronghold as Mo Qinghan said, then all the strongholds will be taken directly.
If not, they also have a back hand, and then make other plans.
In any case, they have to let Dong Hongchang eat his own fruit.
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Shanghai train station.
A seemingly ordinary man walks in the crowd.
The man wore a wide-brimmed hat, which covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his face.
He is Dai Shinan.
In Nanjing, Dai Shinan said that he was going to the Peking agent station.
He booked a train to Peking, but no one knew, he got off the train in Shanghai.
Dai Shinan went to the vicinity of the Public Board of the French Concession.
His sight fell on the door of the Public Board of Directors, and at the same time, he made a call.
A voice came from the receiver: "I'm Su Yan from the management department."
Dai Shinan said lightly: "Poppy."
Poppy was startled: "Sir Dai?"
He had imitated his voice so much that even Lu Zongting could not distinguish it.
Dai Shinan: "I am at the door of the Public Board of Directors. You come out to see me."
He immediately hung up the phone, looked down at the watch in his hand, waiting for Poppy.
Within half a quarter of an hour, Poppy had already entrusted the affairs at hand and left the Public Board of Directors.
She glanced around, and quickly guessed that the man with a wide-brimmed hat was Dai Shinan who had made a disguise.
Poppy walked quickly to the newsstand and casually picked up a newspaper.
She said casually: "Mr. Dai."
Dai Shinan said: "You must leave Shanghai now."
He was delivering an order, and Dong Hongchang gave him a task.
Dai Shinan wants to take Agent 190, who has successfully instigated a rebellion, to Hanyang.
Poppy's hand tightened and the newspaper was crumpled.
Her voice did not change: "The Public Board of Directors did not ask for leave. I have to deal with it."
At the end, Poppy added another sentence: "So that no one will be suspicious."
Dai Shinan raised his hand: "No need."
He is extremely sure: "Someone will take care of the leave for you."
Dong Hongchang arranged for someone at the Public Board of Directors to resolve the matter.
Before Poppy left Shanghai, Dai Shinan would not let her come into contact with others.
They have calculated every step.
Poppy's complexion was not visible, and he put away the newspaper in his hand.
Her gaze fell into Dai Shinan's eyes: "I understand, I won't go back to the apartment."
Poppy wants to show his sincerity.
She had to make Dai Shinan think that during this period of time, she wouldn't be able to do tricks.
Poppy already knew one thing in his mind.
Dai Shinan did this to ensure nothing is wrong.
Since Dong Hongchang had decided to see himself, he would not allow her the opportunity to make any preparations, nor would he allow her to inform anyone.
Dai Shinan: "Let's go."
Poppy nodded, and the wind of early winter blew through, making him extremely lonely and extremely depressed.
She was extremely calm, not at all at a loss for the future.
After arriving at the train station, Dai Shinan gave the train ticket to Poppy.
The confidentiality work is extremely strict, and he has not even revealed half of it.
The plan has reached this point, and he will not allow any mistakes in it.
Poppy lowered his head and looked at the train ticket in his hand.
Her gaze flicked across the spot above.
Poppy asked: "Go to Jinzhou?"
Dai Shinan said: "Poppy, this is our first stop."
He didn't say everything, but according to Poppy's temperament, he can already understand the meaning.
Poppy thought without hesitation: "Jinzhou is a transit point."
The trains of all lines pass through Jinzhou, and if you get there, it is very convenient to transfer trains.
It has always been a frequent place for agents.
Dai Shinan: "In order to hide whereabouts, we will not go directly to the destination."
"You should understand this truth."
Poppy nodded, she had never forgotten the previous instruction of Chief Dai.
This is also what Chief Dai taught her.
What she didn't expect was that this fake Dai Shinan was so familiar with it.
In the afternoon, Dai Shinan and Poppy got on the train, and the train went to Jinzhou.
By the time they arrived in Jinzhou, it was already dusk.
The sky darkened quickly in winter, and the sky was getting dark, and it was groggyly pressed down.
Upon arriving at Jinzhou Railway Station, Poppy knew that the next step of the Mist Project had already begun.
Poppy's steps are steady and firm.
Stepped into the bottomless night.
At the same time, Poppy was in her apartment in Shanghai, and the black phone on the desk rang.
After a while.
In just a quarter of an hour, the phone rang three times in a row.
The caller seemed extremely anxious.
But the apartment was empty, everything seemed untouched.
The long and gloomy night enveloped here, I don't know what secrets are hidden.
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Shanghai Secret Service Main Station.
An agent put the phone down.
He hasn't received any news from the stationmaster Su for a day.
After the agreed time, he called the number of the apartment of the stationmaster Su.
On weekdays, in order to keep the communication secret, they will not talk.
However, no one answered at the other end of the phone, and there seemed to be something wrong with Station Master Su.
The agent thought for a moment and decided to go to Poppy's residence.
A car left the Shanghai Secret Service Main Station.
The night fell densely around Shanghai, and the car parked near the poppy apartment building.
The agent got out of the car and looked at the window on the second floor.
The window was dark, no lights were turned on, and there seemed to be no one in the room.
He frowned and touched the gun on his waist.
The agent held a gun and walked upstairs.
The door was closed tightly, revealing a secret silently.
He moved slightly, and the door opened.
The furnishings here have never changed, and there is no trace of leaving hastily.
Where did she go
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded outside the window.
The crow's cry cut through the silence, making the night even more mysterious.
And just this night.
The whereabouts of Poppy, the head of the Shanghai Secret Service Station, is unknown, and there is no news.