"MD, who shot?"
Xu Enzeng rushed to Kuang Fuan angrily and questioned him rudely. His eyes were full of suspicion, suspecting that the people in the patrol room were playing tricks or trying to silence someone.
Thinking of this, he jumped out as if his butt was on fire and ran to the prison car where Ikuta Takaki was being held. He didn't let out a sigh of relief until he confirmed that the other person was safe and sound in the car.
"Inspector Kuang, did you see clearly who fired the gun? Did one of your men misfire? I suggest that the prisoner be handed over to our protection. In case someone comes to rob the prison, it will be safer.
My people have all received professional training in protecting important personnel. When necessary, they will choose to use their own bodies to protect the target. This is something that your patrol room cannot compare with. How about it? "
Then Xu Enzeng rolled his eyes and suggested every possible opportunity. He was really uneasy if he didn't keep the prisoner in his own hands. Who knows what the devil's plan was.
"Haha, that's not necessary."
Kuang Fuan crouched behind the car's engine, carefully looking at a certain location while shouting: "I can't see the person who fired clearly, so I can only determine the approximate location of the gunshot.
Beichuan Provincial Road is bordered by the Chinese border on both sides, and the patrol office has no law enforcement power there. It may cause trouble for Director Xu later. With the help of professional intelligence personnel from your office, the shooter can definitely be found. "
He decisively rejected Xu Enzeng's ill-intentioned suggestion. Handing the prisoner to the secret service headquarters was like a meat bun beating a dog - there would be no return. After saying this, he turned over the opponent's army with a smile on his face.
There are many people who dare to shoot in the downtown area, so let the Fruit Party agents try it out. As long as you bring Takaki Ikuta back safely, you can gain more trust from John Kaiziwei...
This is very beneficial to the latent work. Once he officially assumes the position of detective, the activities of the red team in Shanghai will be much more convenient. At least the problems of guns and funds can be easily solved.
After Kuang Fuan's words came out, Xu Enzeng's expression changed. He cursed in his heart and looked at the dark sides of the road. He didn't know why he thought of Jiujiawei.
There was also a fight on the road at that time, and I was shot by an underground party. If it weren't for the metal cigarette case that blocked the bullet, I would have even passed the 60s and 7s. I would never do such a thing that would lead to death.
Having been in the officialdom for such a long time, Xu Enzeng has rich experience in scapegoating, and he immediately said seriously: "Xu thinks something is wrong, what if this is to lure the tiger away from the mountain, we have to guard against this.
The nearby Chinese border patrol police and your patrol officers should arrive soon. It is better for them to check the situation first and determine the number and weapons of the shooters, and then my people will arrest them. "
"That's fine."
Kuang Fuan nodded indifferently and continued to stare into the distance quietly, deciding to remain unchanged in the face of changes. Xu Enzeng was right to say that this is not a wilderness, so just wait patiently for support.
There is no need to work really hard to do things for an imperialist country. There are no such fools in the patrol room. Everyone is just making a living. Excessive performance will only attract unnecessary suspicion.
The scene fell into silence.
However, they did not speak, but the shooter did speak, and a shout came along the wind: "Are you from the patrol room? Hand over the suspect and evidence, and we will let you leave safely.
If not, be careful that guns don’t have eyes, and don’t count on patrolmen and policemen. No one will be patrolling outside at this point. You have only one option: surrender. I’ll count to three. "
Before he finished speaking, one or two hundred men in black appeared on both sides of the road in Beichuan Province, all with weapons in their hands. There was even a tall and strong man holding a Czech gun, and the muzzle of the gun swung towards the convoy from time to time.
Kuang Fuan frowned. What kind of person is this? There are not many forces in Shanghai that can use so many personnel and weapons. They basically have national backgrounds, such as France, Japan and the Republic of China government.
Could it be that the Japanese got the news of Ikuta Takaki's arrest and laid an ambush here in advance. Kuang Fuan made a gesture with his men, telling the patrol officers to stay alert and prepare to see the situation before talking.
Next to him, Xu Enzeng made the same arrangement, and then tilted his head. He always felt that the voice of the person speaking was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, where exactly was it.
Shanghai? no.
Jinling?
He slowly remembered an incident from the depths of his memory. The Secret Service Headquarters had arrested a small unit chief of the Secret Service in the name of arms smuggling, but he was later released under the pressure of Director Chen.
After the Jiujiawei case was over, I heard that this person had been promoted to deputy section chief of the Intelligence Section. He should be a close aide of the little bastard named Zuo. Liu Gui, the dead man, had mentioned his name.
Song Dynasty.
Yes, Song Minghao.
Xu Enzeng's eyes lit up. He compared the voice in his mind with the voice that just shouted. They were exactly the same. There was no such coincidence in the world. Could it be that the one who fired the shot was the Secret Service.
Looking at the man holding the light machine gun, he also looked very similar to the bald figure from the second office. Damn it, he knew that Zuo Zhong had bad intentions when he informed him that he was coming to arrest the person. He was trying to cut off his beard.
"three two."
At this time, the shooter began to count down. He quickly stood up and tested: "Deputy Director Zuo, are you Deputy Director Zuo? I am Lao Xu Enzeng. What you are doing is a bit unreasonable."
Patrolling murder cases is our first department's business. What does it mean for the second department to interfere with the first one? Don't forget what you said before. Now we are grasshoppers on a vine, and no one can live without the other. "
"Wait a minute, Lao Xu?"
The countdown over there stopped abruptly, and a young male voice spoke up, asking in surprise: "Why are you with the people in the patrol room? My people told me that you didn't grab the prisoner.
Are these two Japs playing tricks? Don't worry, I brought people here just to guard against their attacks. You ask the brothers in the first branch to stay out of the way and make sure we end the battle in three minutes. "
Don't worry.
The end of the battle is a piece of shit.
That would make the matter big, and the Secret Service Headquarters would be blamed. Three Indian police officers died, and he was almost shot. If so many foreign police officers died, he might as well hang himself.
Xu Enzeng was so angry that he suppressed his anger and shouted: "Thank you, Director Zuo, for your kindness. I have already made an agreement with the patrol room to handle the case hand in hand and investigate the case clearly.
So without further ado, please get out of the way and let us leave. After returning to Jinling, Xu will come to thank you. Detective Kuang and I promise not to pursue this matter. "
Although what Zuo Zhong said was better than what he sang, Xu Enzeng didn't believe a word of it. Compared with the Concession Patrol Room, the Secret Service was a more dangerous opponent, and he must not be intercepted by the other party this time.
In a small forest beside the road in Beichuan Province, Zuo Zhong listened to Xu Enzeng's explanation with a smile on his face. Old Xu has made a lot of progress. He even learned how to pull the skin of a tiger and pull the flag. It's not easy.
The next second, he raised his head and shouted outside: "Old Xu, to be honest, I am not interested in patrolling murder cases. Is there any problem in handing the prisoner to you? I only want one thing.
That was a document that the patrol room seized from a residential building. The content was a telegram from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Consulate in Shanghai. It was related to Japanese Foreign Minister Hirota Koki's friendly speech to China.
We spent a lot of money on this information. Unexpectedly, the intelligence broker suddenly changed his mind and opened his mouth. Originally, I wanted to do it myself, but I found that the other party's partner actually went poaching. "
Zuo Zhong explained with a smile: "What's even more interesting is that this partner is a Japanese diplomat, and he is being followed by one of our own named Ono. We monitored that this person wanted to run to report.
What should I do? Brother, I can only borrow this thing from the Secret Service Headquarters and Patrol Room. You won’t mind, right? If I offend you, Zuo will come to apologize to you when you return to Jinling.
How about you ask someone to send the documents over, and my people will take the photos and return them to Zhao intact? This request is not difficult. There is no reason for the public concession to keep secrets from Japan, right? "
Yu Xingle, Gu Qi and others next to them suddenly realized that the difference was that Yu Xingle thought this was the reason for today's action, while the people in the Secret Service understood that all of this was just for show.
They had bought the telegram a long time ago, but others didn't know that if they wanted to crucify Ikuta Takaki, they had to prove the crime. An upright prisoner robbery was enough to prove the truth of this matter.
There is a second benefit to doing this, that is, it proves the existence of the intelligence broker, and with the gold bars worth fifty thousand oceans, Ikuta Takaki cannot explain even if he has ten mouths.
"You surnamed Zuo are cheating on me again!"
Xu Enzeng's nose was twisted with anger after hearing this. I dare say they were busy working here and there, and they were all busy for the Secret Service. Damn it, so the so-called murderer on patrol was also a lie.
He really wanted to slap himself a few times, thinking to himself, Xu Enzeng, Xu Enzeng, who doesn't know that the two offices are all big liars from top to bottom, and there is no good person at all. Why don't you have a long memory?
Zuo Zhong was not angry even after being scolded, and continued to shout at the top of his lungs: "Old Xu, don't get me wrong, the information I gave you is true. The intelligence broker said that the Japanese diplomat was the real murderer.
We all work under Deputy Director Dai, so how can I bear to let you be shot? It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, you will know whether what I said is true or false when the people from the patrol room finish interrogating me. "
After this explanation, Xu Enzeng, who was furious before, fell silent. Reason told him that Zuo Zhong was talking nonsense again. The problem was that what the other party said was reasonable and well-founded, so he couldn't help but not believe it.
The most important thing is that the confessions and evidence in the interrogation cannot deceive anyone. The other party can be deceived for a while, but not forever. Lying is completely meaningless. Are there such boring people in the world? Can they?
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Takaki Ikuta, who was in the prison car next to him, banged his head against the car like crazy. He was just gagged. He could hear the conversation outside clearly. When he heard someone was following him, he completely collapsed.
Ono, this despicable guy.
I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost.
