Jiang Hui nodded and said, "I won't mistake him. This person's real name is Guan Han. He is the head of the intelligence department at the Shanghai station. When I first came to the Shanghai station, I received some special agent training. He gave us a few lessons. However, this person is very experienced. Be careful when you follow him tomorrow, and don't let him discover you."
Cao Hong said with a smile, "This is our territory, and our people are everywhere. It's no big deal to deal with one person. Once he shows his face, he won't be able to escape!"
Guan Han was still unaware that his whereabouts had been exposed. He needed to have several safe houses ready at all times to deal with emergencies. Now that he had found a suitable backup house, he was naturally very happy.
However, he needed to prepare several more sets, so after breaking up with agent Wu, he found another real estate agency to continue looking for properties to keep as backups.
Luo Zidong also quickly received the news. Hearing that someone had finally shown up, he naturally dared not be negligent. He immediately mobilized his men, made careful arrangements, and waited for the prey to take the bait again.
At noon the next day, Guan Han appeared at Yongkang Real Estate Agency. After waiting for a while, Cao Hong also arrived. The two signed the contract and paid the rent at the agency.
Guan Han completed all the formalities, walked out of the agency, waved for a rickshaw, and left on his own.
He acted cautiously throughout the journey and even took counter-surveillance measures, but because Luo Zidong was well-prepared and had placed enough spies around him, his whereabouts were eventually caught by Luo Zidong.
As evening fell, at the Luo mansion, Yan Xing was reporting the situation of the surveillance to Luo Zidong.
"Brother Dong, Guan Han has entered No. 23 Zhu Baoshan Road. We checked and found that the house was rented out half a month ago and has been vacant until the day before yesterday when people started moving in."
Luo Zidong asked, "Is this house big? How many people can live here?"
Yan Xing replied, "This house is quite large, with five suites inside. If it's a bit cramped, it can accommodate at least fifteen or sixteen people. This Guan Han is a high-ranking cadre in the Shanghai intelligence station, so the place where he is hiding must be the stronghold of the Chongqing elements."
Luo Zidong nodded. Yan Xing was right. Guan Han had chosen such a large house as his base, so there must be quite a few people staying there. It was very likely an intelligence station. However, he still needed to find other intelligence station personnel, which would be a bit more troublesome.
He waved his hand and said, "Take those six men to identify people, memorize them one by one, find out the situation, and then I'll hand them over to Number 76. We'll leave the rest to them and let them fight to the death!"
Meanwhile, inside No. 23 Zhu Baoshan Road, Wang Hanmin and Wu Huarong were also talking in hushed tones.
Wang Hanmin poured Wu Huarong a cup of tea and asked, "How is Wu Qing's injury recovering? I haven't had time to visit him these past few days, please give him my regards!"
Luo Wuqing, the bodyguard of the Director, was Wu Huarong's deputy and a key member of the assassination team. However, the team has been wiped out, and Luo Wuqing is seriously injured and has been placed in a secluded place to recuperate. He has been cared for by Wu Huarong and two other team members.
Wu Huarong breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, saying, "He was seriously injured this time. It's a miracle he survived. He'll probably need to recover for a while. But don't worry, once he's feeling better and can walk again, I'll arrange for his evacuation."
Wang Hanmin nodded, paused, and then said again, "Hua Rong, we've suffered too many losses in this operation. Have you considered that if we continue fighting like this, we'll be at a huge disadvantage and definitely won't be able to hold on? Our current personnel are also ineffective; we suffer losses in every operation. They haven't received professional training, and one of them even blew himself up while carrying out a demolition. You know, this would never have happened before."
Wu Huarong looked up at Wang Hanmin, knowing what he was going to say, but he dared not say it himself and had to let Wang Hanmin speak.
Wang Hanmin continued, "To be honest, we really can't continue fighting! I want to send a telegram to the Director, requesting a period of rest. Hua Rong, could you sign your name as well?"
Wu Huarong didn't answer directly. Instead, he picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and gently rubbed the rim of the cup with both hands. Under Wang Hanmin's gaze, he spoke after a long while: "Brother Hanmin, I know your difficulties, but you know the Director's temper. Disobeying military orders and being afraid to advance will be severely punished without leniency. If we jointly send a telegram, it will only make the Director think that we are cowardly and lazy, which will lead to endless troubles in the future!"
Wu Huarong was not easily swayed by Wang Hanmin's few words and would not readily defend him. The Director's authority was deeply ingrained over the years, and he dared not provoke him lightly.
However, he also knew that the Shanghai station was already exhausted and could not afford to fight for long, so he continued, "However... my men have been almost completely wiped out. Including Wu Qing and me, there are only four of us left. We have the will but not the strength, so we will not participate in the specific operations. Brother Hanmin, you can make the decision yourself."
Wang Hanmin's eyes lit up. Wu Huarong's words made it clear that he wanted Wang Hanmin to handle matters according to his own ideas, and he would not secretly report to the director. It should be noted that Wu Huarong also had a radio, which they had brought with them when they chased Wang Tianhai all the way from Vietnam. It could be used to communicate with headquarters at any time.
Hearing Wu Huarong's assurance, Wang Hanmin felt relieved. If that was the case, he wouldn't be under so much pressure, and at least he wouldn't have to act so frequently, which would greatly reduce the chances of something going wrong.
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