"Get out of here, get out of here."
At the junction of the Public Concession and the French Concession, a dozen Indian policemen were driving away the people who were watching the excitement. More Chinese and British policemen were watching the excitement with some gloating on their faces.
Wherever there are people, there will be fights. The power of the police station is so great. If some people take more, others will naturally take less. As a latecomer, red-headed Asan is one of the ones being squeezed out.
An Indian detective died tonight, and two Indian police officers died and the other was seriously injured. There was going to be a reshuffle of power. Many people felt that those two people died well, wonderfully, and screamed.
The duties of the patrol room are like a carrot and a trap. There are no friends who want to come in and make a living. When the other party dies, a few positions are moved out. It is really a good thing.
The reporters who rushed over after receiving the news were also smiling. Some took photos of the death scene, and some asked nearby residents if they had heard any unusual noises before.
The interviewees said with twinkling eyes that they did not hear any suspicious noises. If passers-by hadn't screamed when they saw the bodies, the three police officers would have been lying there until tomorrow morning.
Is it true that no one heard the girl's cry for help? Maybe, maybe not. In one sentence, it can be described as Schrödinger's cry. In short, not many people are willing to get involved in a murder case.
Only a few white people living further away said that a man in black passed by before the case occurred. Other than that, there were no other clues. No one could see clearly the appearance, height, etc. of the man.
Without the specific circumstances of the murderer, the case was difficult to solve. The Chinese reporters who were familiar with the security situation in the concession looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction. These red-headed Asans really deserved it.
Any Chinese with a bit of conscience would not hate these false arrests. Now that someone has done a good deed, they don't want him to be caught by the police.
"Ula~Ula~Ula~"
At this time, a car drove quickly from a distance with a piercing siren. Pedestrians and vehicles on the road were frightened and fled away. The car finally braked and stopped in front of the onlookers.
"Crunch~"
"Peng~peng~peng~."
Seeing that important people were coming, reporters immediately gathered around. The spotlights in their hands kept lighting up, emitting a shining white light. John Kaiziwei sat in the car, straightened his collar and walked out.
"Mr. Kai Ziwei, may I ask what you think about the murder of a police officer in the patrol house? Is this case related to the gang vendetta? Will the police force tighten the policy on entering rental properties because of this?"
"Some people say that the victim was involved in the Cao Gang's cigarette and soil smuggling business. He was silenced because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. The patrol house as a protector has become a criminal umbrella. Do you have anything to explain."
Under the protection of his men, John Kaiziwei lowered his head and continued to walk towards the scene, pretending not to hear these questions, and explained, any explanation, that tobacco was an important source of finance for the British Empire.
Moreover, this lucrative business involves the participation of many powerful people, from the nobles in London to officials in the colonial management system, who all rely on this to maintain a luxurious life.
The Indian patrolman was not qualified to join this feast of wealth, even those rich and fat princes. Servants will always be servants, and the corner of his mouth raised a trace of ridicule.
"Back off, back off."
The agents of the Special Department roared and pushed away the crowds of people, and successfully sent John Kaiziwei to the two corpses. A white forensic doctor was already examining the corpses.
For a long period of time, there was no professional forensic doctor in the patrol house in the concession, let alone a beautiful female forensic doctor. When encountering cases, doctors from the hospital had to be temporarily hired to perform autopsies.
"Doctor, how is the situation?"
After waiting patiently for a long time, John Kaiziwei finally couldn't help but ask the forensic doctor. The other person was not an employee of the police force, so his tone and attitude seemed very polite.
The forensic doctor was looking at the head of the corpse. When he heard this, he let go and stood up and introduced: "There were three people at the scene. Two died on the spot and one was seriously injured. The injured was sent to the hospital by your men.
The condition of the two deceased persons was very bad. One died of a brain injury. The murderer used a solid object to smash the poor man's head. Mr. Kai Ziwei, please see here. "
He pointed to the temple of the corpse closest to them: "Faced with such a fatal blow, normal people will immediately lose consciousness or die. The person who does it is well aware of the weaknesses of the human body.
This is a cunning guy who has basic medical knowledge and may often use this method to commit murder. I have to remind you and your colleagues to pay attention to safety. "
John Kaiziwei was not surprised. The secret service headquarters was an intelligence agency and it was easy to deal with three Indians. Suddenly, he thought of a certain word in the forensic doctor's sentence and felt a little unbelievable.
His subordinates reported that it was the men in black who attacked the patrol, but they did not say that it was a person. Shi Zhenmei's people had not shown such strong combat effectiveness before, so it could be that this was a disguise.
He asked anxiously: "The murderer is one person. This is impossible. The patrol officers have all received the most rigorous combat training. No one can subdue them in a short time, even a sneak attack is impossible."
"I'm a doctor, not a policeman. It's not my job to solve crimes. But judging from the footprints left at the scene, yes, the other party killed three police officers alone without making any noise."
The forensic doctor shrugged and looked at the other corpse by the wall: "This gentleman's elbow joint was broken by the murderer and his lower abdomen was severely injured. The cause of death was an injury to the back of the head. A beautiful blow was fatal.
The last injured person went into shock due to suffocation, his brain function was severely damaged, and he had little chance of waking up. I suggest that he be allowed to leave in a dignified manner. Sir, this is all the situation at the scene. "
A decent departure?
John Kaiziwei knew what this meant. He thought about it seriously and replied: "Okay, doctor, if he still shows no sign of waking up within three days, please help him leave in a dignified manner."
It costs a lot of money to maintain the life of a seriously injured person. The patrol room has limited funds, so it is impossible to keep a waste in vain. This case does not need to be investigated. It is very clear who the murderer is.
Wearing black clothes, possessing excellent fighting skills, and the firefight that broke out at Elizabeth Hospital a few hours ago, all of this proved to be the patrolman killed by people from the Secret Service Headquarters.
Although the Chinese pretended to be useless, what was fake was fake and could not become true. He must teach Mr. Xu an unforgettable lesson. He swore on the honor of his family.
"Willing to serve you."
The doctor over there took off his hat and took off his hat, then took the tools and the body to the forensic room, where the body will be further examined to confirm the specific cause of death.
"Inform reporters that this murder was committed by people from the Jinling government. The leader was Enzen Xu from the Secret Service Headquarters. They brutally killed two Indian police officers. Go now."
John Kaiziwei looked at the doctor's leaving figure and called an agent from the Special Department to whisper a few words. Once the matter was announced, all the pressure would be on Enzin Xu.
The top leaders of the National Government would never dare to anger the British Empire. The most likely option would be to introduce a scapegoat, as they had done in the past, and a head of the intelligence agency would be enough to quell this incident.
Thinking of this, he chuckled softly, got into the car and prepared to leave the scene. If it were not related to the secret service headquarters, the death and injury of three dogs would not be worth a gentleman coming to such a dirty place.
"Boom~pop~"
A bouquet of gorgeous fireworks rose from the Huangpu River, and meteor-like sparks fell straight from the sky, causing everyone to look up and watch with excitement. This is the arrival of the Gregorian New Year.
Unconsciously.
1935 came quietly.
Zuo Zhong stood at the window of No. 75 Jisi Feier Road. Behind him, Gui Youguang and others were holding wine glasses and talking happily. The colorful light shone on his face, making it look a little dark and uncertain.
"Deputy Director, are you homesick?"
He Yijun walked over lightly, staring at the fireworks in the distance, and turned around to ask. Everyone was happy to celebrate the New Year in the evening and the operation went smoothly. Only Zuo Zhong was in a low mood.
This made her a little worried. Unlike last year, the deputy director and his family were thousands of miles apart at this time, and the situation in the country was unclear. She didn't know when they would meet again, which would inevitably make people sad.
Zuo Zhong smiled and shook his head: "I know that my grandfather and the others are living a good life in New Zealand. That's enough. We go through life and death just for our family and compatriots to live a good life.
By the way, Xiao Qingmin and the new people have made arrangements. Tomorrow the other party will carry out a mission, and the food and drink will be according to the highest standards. Don't save such a small amount of money, or you can't cold people's hearts. "
He explained warmly, and then talked about work. People risked their lives to go to the Northeast. The relevant treatment should not be harsh, and the subsidies and mission bonuses that should be provided behind enemy lines should not be less.
"Don't worry, Deputy Director."
He Yijun lowered his voice and reported: "Before the banquet started, I sent it over. Xiao Qingmin asked me to apologize to you. The target you let her contact is very cautious, and there is no possibility of rebellion or development."
"Well, I got it. Remember to keep it a secret and keep this matter in your mind. No matter who you ask, they will tell you that they don't know anything, including the old brothers from the Intelligence Department. This matter is of great importance, so be careful when sailing."
Zuo Zhongruo said something pointedly, his pupils suddenly bursting with dazzle reflected in his eyes. The cheers and colorful neon lights outside made this magical city look like a heavenly palace on earth.
Xiao Qingmin's mission in Shanghai was actually completed, but she didn't know it. With the blurry photos of the young woman and her husband-in-law walking arm in arm, the munitions minister's father-in-law would take action.
As long as Ryosuke Hase becomes the deputy director of the intelligence department of the consulate, the Japanese deployment in the southeastern region will be completely open to the secret service. This will be a huge victory on the intelligence front.
The time left for the Republic of China,
There really aren’t many left.
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