Invisible Guardian: The Biggest Winner

Push to the toilet and close the door.

After a conversation, it turned out that they were indeed Japanese as Lu Wen thought.

Not long after, he got the information he wanted.

When leaving the toilet, Lu Wen happened to bump into the Japanese companion.

Seeing that Lu asked, he immediately grabbed his collar and said in jerky Chinese, "You...you are sneaky, not a good person, my companion..."

Before he finished speaking, the Japanese in the toilet came out, which made the Japanese who grabbed Lu Wen's collar stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Lu Wen again, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Cough cough..."

He loosened Lu Wen's collar and stuffed two silver dollars into his hand: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

If it is normal, if you admit the wrong person, you will also admit the wrong person. Who is the Japanese afraid of?

But now there is a big move, it is not suitable for extravagance, and decisively spend money to make the other party shut up.

Lu Wen looked at him angrily, then looked at the silver dollar in his hand, and finally shook his head angrily.

Seeing the other party check out and leave, the Japanese returned to his seat in embarrassment, glanced at his companion cautiously, and was relieved to see that the other party did not mention this matter.

After leaving Xingchang Restaurant.

Lu Wen's expression suddenly became serious.

I learned from the Japanese just now that the Japanese and No. 76's spies are monitoring a printing factory. This printing factory is the intelligence lair of the underground party in Shanghai!

There are many members of the underground party engaged in intelligence work inside. The Japanese are not doing anything now because they are implementing every employee in this printing factory, trying to catch them all and not let one go!

Now that printing factory has been fully monitored, Lu Wen dare not approach easily and reveal his identity.

There was no other way, Lu Wen could only inform Dong Wangcheng.

This number two legendary figure in the Shanghai underground party should have connections with the underground party in the printing factory.

Looking for a shop with a phone nearby, Lu Wen lowered his top hat to prevent the other party from seeing his face clearly.

Call Dong Wangcheng's home.

"..."

Lu Wen's face darkened.

No one answered the phone! !

At this time, Dong Wangcheng is not at home?

Lu Wen was so anxious that he called repeatedly, but the result was the same.

In the end, Lu Wen had to put down the money and leave.

Lu Wen stayed in the nearest hotel.

First use the phone to tell Zhuang Xiaoman and Hirosue Ryoko that they have something to do and won't go back.

Then, with the mentality of trying, Lu Wen called Dong Wangcheng, but he still couldn't get through.

There was no other way, Lu Wen could only give up contacting the other party temporarily.

There is still a whole day tomorrow, so it should be too late.

Lu Wen made up his mind, and when he turned to leave, he asked the front desk:

"What time do you leave work tomorrow?"

The front desk didn't know, so he answered: "Eight in the morning."

Lu Wen nodded and went upstairs to his room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Lu Wen woke up, turned over from the window to the outside of the wall, and quietly left the hotel to investigate secretly.

The next morning, Lu Wen came back from outside.

I looked at the wall clock, and it was five minutes to eight.

When he came to the front desk, Lu Wen called Dong Wangcheng's home again, but no one answered.

He said to the front desk: "After you get off work, help me deliver a letter. This is a tip for you."

With that said, Lu Wen placed nine silver dollars on the table.

The words of refusal reached his mouth and he couldn't utter them. The tiredness in the eyes of the receptionist swept away, and he nodded again and again: "I will definitely deliver it to you."

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up nine silver dollars, but when he only got four, Lu Wen swept the rest back.

Lu asked: "You have delivered the letter, come to my room to get the rest."

"it is good."

The front desk nodded.

Lu Wen then went up to the room and continued to sleep.

At ten o'clock, Lu Wen woke up on time, put the remaining money on the living room, and left the hotel.

Eleven o'clock.

After lunch, Lu Wen was drinking tea in a teahouse opposite the printing factory, frowning and thinking of a way.

Informing the underground party in the printing factory to flee, this problem is not difficult to solve, just pay someone to go in and deliver a letter.

But how to escape without being noticed by the Japanese and No. 76's spies, this is the question that stumps Lu.

If it's one or two underground party members, it's easy to deal with.

This printing factory is an intelligence site of the underground party in Shanghai, which means that there are many underground party comrades in it.

With so many people fleeing the underground party, as long as the Japanese and Agent No. 76 are not blind, they will know that something is definitely wrong here.

Time passed bit by bit, and Lu Wen still hadn't come up with a comprehensive plan.

I checked the time, it was already 11:30.At this time, Dong Wangcheng didn't know if he had come back.

Lu Wen felt anxious.

Suddenly, he saw a man walking towards the printing factory carrying a basket of lunch boxes.

Suddenly, Lu Wen had a solution in his head.

Of course, it is not a way to allow all underground parties to leave successfully, but at least it will allow most party members to escape.

He can't pin his hopes on Dong Wangcheng, who knows when he will come back.

After thinking of this, Lu Wen no longer hesitated, put down the money, got up and left.

twelve o'clock.

Lu Wen was wearing a long gown, wearing a top hat, and walked towards the printing factory with a basket of lunch boxes.

"Ok?"

In the distance, in a temporarily requisitioned private house, Akiyama Masako noticed a man who behaved strangely, and she said, "Didn't someone deliver the food just now? Why did another person deliver the food? This person is very suspicious. Come out After that, send me someone to keep an eye on me!"

"Hi Yi."

A Japanese man in a long gown immediately went down to carry out the execution.

After Lu Wen entered the printing factory, many eyes looked at him.

Some workers even came up and asked, "Sir, do you have anything to do?"

Lu Wen bowed his head in silence, took out a lunch box and handed it to the workers.

The worker retorts: "No, I've already eaten. Do you have anything to do?"

Lu Wen handed over the lunch box again, and the worker felt a little strange, so he took it.

Finding that the lunch box was very light, he opened it and saw that there was only a note in the lunch box. When he took out the note, the worker read:

"There is an insider, terminate the transaction."

Chapter 0120

There is an inner ghost, and the transaction is terminated.

The worker couldn't understand the stalk, looked at Lu in confusion and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Wen waved his hand to signal him to read the reverse page.

The worker turned over the note and took a look: You have been spotted, evacuate quickly.

The worker trembled, stared at Lu and asked, "What does this mean? I don't understand! Who are you?"

This worker's acting skills are too bad, Wu Yifan's acting skills are even better than him.

Lu Wen picked up another lunch box and gave it to him.

The worker opened it and found that it was full of various cufflinks.

???

The worker looked at Lu Wen with a black question mark on his face.

Lu Wen said in a deep voice: "I came out in a hurry, I forgot to bring plum buttons..."

……

The workers felt very suffocated by Lu Wen's operation.

Lu Wen said in a low voice: "Notify the other comrades and transfer them quietly. I will attract the attention of the Japanese. I can escape as much as I can."

After speaking, Lu Wen turned and left.

The other party learned of the existence and symbolic meaning of the plum blossom cufflinks, and the workers knew that this person was not just trying to tell them what they said, but that he was really his comrade.

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately ran to Director An with two lunch boxes, and told Director An the exact words.

Director An's expression suddenly became serious. He looked at the cufflinks in the lunch box, and felt in his heart that ten thousand mud horses were running around.

This comrade... is really informal.

The worker said anxiously, "Director, how are we doing?"