If the enemy seeks revenge, he would not ask who was in the background.

Either you can do it directly or ask for money and property without digging into the bottom line.

Liang Nanbian's mind was turning rapidly, analyzing the pros and cons of it. How dare he take it lightly when it comes to his life?

But what do you say about this?

To be honest or to say half-cover?

"Hero, my tobacco shop has no background..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mufeng suddenly raised his hand and smashed him out.

After a moment, a sudden burst of heart-wrenching pain awakened Liang Nanbian from his coma.

He was horrified to find that he had been tied firmly to the chair and had a cloth stuffed into his mouth.

I swept the corner of my eyes and the pain was obviously my little finger on my right hand, which had been broken, causing an abnormal 180-degree twist.

The initiator was the man in black wearing a mask in front of him.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Liang Nanbian was trembling in pain, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Shh!"

Chu Mufeng put his index finger to his mouth and said lightly: "If you scream, break your second finger. Do you understand?"

Yes! Liang Nanbian nodded desperately: It's so bad to start, he's a cruel person!

Chu Mufeng took out the fabric and said with a little sarcastic look: "I'll give you another chance to answer. If you don't tell the truth, then don't say it!"

"I said I said it was Saburo Fujiwara!" Liang Nanbian replied without hesitation.

He didn't dare to have any luck anymore. He was really shocked by Chu Mufeng's methods.

Now I am just the meat on the chopping board, and both death and life are in the hands of the other party.

Is it him? This name surprised Chu Mufeng a little.

"Fujiwara Saburo from Sakura Izakaya?"

"Yes, it's him!"

When he heard that the other party was even clear about what Fujiwara Saburo was doing, Liang Nanbian was really afraid. This man was not kind to come. Could it be that he was also engaged in opium trading?

"Tell me, how did you hook up? What else have you done besides opening a tobacco shop?" Chu Mufeng asked hoarsely.

"I lost money when I bet and borrowed usury, and was cut off a hand by the casino. Then Saburo Fujiwara came forward and paid off all the debts for me. Not only did I say that, I was willing to help me open a tobacco shop and let me be my boss, but the condition was that everything would be listened to him."

"I'm already a bad guy, and I have anything to think about. It doesn't matter whether he is a Japanese or not, so I agreed. Then he asked me to run this opium den and make money for him."

"By the way, Saburo Fujiwara has something to do with the Northeast. He was responsible for getting all the opium. It is said that there are people in the Japanese Embassy. When people from the Criminal Investigation Department found us, they ended up leaving it alone."

"Heroes, there are only so many, I haven't done anything else!"

What should be said, what should not be said.

Liang Nanbian poured out all of them all.

He knew that it might be troublesome to say these things, but he knew even more that if he didn't say them now, he would immediately see the King of Hell.

He used to be unwilling to care about life or death, but now he feels that he is very precious!

I see.

Just say that this opium restaurant cannot have a backend, but I didn’t expect it to be Fujiwara.

Since the September 18th Incident, the Japanese gradually occupied the Northeast, not only plundering various mineral resources in large quantities, but also planted opium on a large scale.

Since there is a profit, there must be a sale, so that we can make huge profits.

It seems that Gu Benchang, the shield that he pushed on the surface, is indeed fake.

"Liang Nanbian, you are a good lackey!" Chu Mufeng said coldly.

"Hero, I know I'm wrong. Please spare me, I won't do it again! I'll give you all the money!" Liang Nanbian heard the other party's bad words and begged quickly.

“Where?”

"Just locked in the cabinet next to the bookshelf, the key is on me!"

Chu Mufeng opened the cabinet and saw a square iron box inside. He lifted the lid of the box, and piles of brand new dollars were placed inside, almost a few thousand yuan.

"US dollars?" Chu Mufeng couldn't help but ask.

"This was what Fujiwara Saburo ordered. He said that he only believed in the US dollar and the pound! So all the money I earned was exchanged for US dollars. The big head was his, and I only saved so much." Liang Nanbian quickly explained.

It seems that this Fujiwara Saburo has a good vision.

Unceremoniously, Chu Mufeng walked to Liang Nanbian and patted his head.

"Liang Nanbian, reincarnated in the next life, remember to be a good person!"

"you……"

Click!

Without giving Liang Nanbian another chance to speak, Chu Mufeng directly twisted his neck, then began to clean up the traces of the scene, and quietly left the scene.

go back?

Of course not. Since the boss behind Liang Nanbian was dug up from Liang, he naturally had to get rid of the roots.

I don’t like this hypocritical old guy during the day, and it’s just a slap tonight.

A guy like Saburo Fujiwara who sells opium, living one more day will cause harm to the people.

Besides, Liang Nanbian's death cannot be concealed. If he doesn't kill this Saburo Fujiwara tonight, if he knows about the incident in the tobacco restaurant, with this guy's cautious personality, he might run away.

So since you have to do it, then do it thoroughly.

As a policeman, Chu Mufeng must be cautious and rational in solving cases, but if he becomes a black hero, there is nothing to say about those Japanese who sell opium, and he will be killed without mercy!

Sakura Izakaya.

After drinking for two drinks, Saburo Fujiwara, who was humming a song, returned to the room and took out a collection of Yuruyi to enjoy it.

At this moment, a very cold voice came from behind.

"Fujiwara Saburo!"

"who?"

Saburo Fujiwara was shocked and subconsciously rushed to the edge of the bed. He placed a pistol under the pillow, and he could get it by just reaching out.

Unfortunately, Chu Mufeng would not give him this opportunity, so he rushed over and pulled him back, and then pressed his cold gun directly on his forehead.

"Try it when you move, and you will collapse if you move again!" Chu Mufeng's words were full of murderous aura.

"Sir, have you found the wrong person? I'm just a small businessman, have you ever offended you!" Fujiwara Saburo said with a pale face, seemingly pure.

"Fujiwara, stop acting. You are not a simple businessman. You can still do an opium business!" Chu Mufeng said slowly.

"You...how did you know! Baga, it was the bastard Liang Nanbian who betrayed me!"

When he heard the word "Oxal", Saburo Fujiwara knew that he had exposed his bottom and said gritting his teeth.

"sell?"

"There is an old saying in China that if you don't know, don't do it yourself. Liang Nanbian has already taken a step forward, and you just happen to be a companion with him. You are not alone on the road to the underworld!"

As he said that, Chu Mufeng moved the muzzle to Saburo Fujiwara's temple and turned around.

"Do you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am?" A panic flashed in Saburo Fujiwara's eyes, and he said with a harsh and cowardly expression.

"Oh, aren't you Fujiwara Saburo?" Chu Mufeng's mouth showed a look of tragic expression.

"Let me tell you that I have something to do with the North China garrison outside the city of Peking. If I die, they will never let it go." Saburo Fujiwara threatened.

North China garrison?

When Chu Mufeng heard this, his eyes moved slightly: "Oh, is that so? Do you really have something to do with the North China garrison? Let's talk about it, who is your relationship? What position is it?"

“…”

Saburo Fujiwara opened his mouth, his eyes flashing a little.

Seeing him like this, Chu Mufeng knew that this guy must be boasting.

Perhaps he knew him in the North China garrison, but his official position was definitely not high.

Even so, if you have this argument, Saburo Fujiwara, who is Japanese, can still pretend to be a tiger in this city of Peking.

The criminal investigation team's action may have been frightened by him like this.

But that doesn't matter anymore

The reason why he didn't do it directly was that he wanted to see if there was someone behind Fujiwara!

Now it seems that he is just an opium dealer.

"If you say you have something to do with the North China garrison, then you must be a spy! Since that's the case, then go and die!" Chu Mufeng's eyes suddenly became cold.

"No, no, no, I'm not a spy, I just lied, I have nothing to do with the North China garrison! I..."

Click!

Chu Mufeng simply and neatly twisted Saburo Fujiwara's neck, and the same way he died as Liang Nanbian.

After cleaning up the house and returning it to its original state, looking at Saburo Fujiwara's body, Chu Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said to himself: "You can't just stay here like this!"

The situation is very sensitive at the moment!

If the Japanese side learned that Saburo Fujiwara died like this, they might take the opportunity to have an accident.

Chu Mufeng knew that the Lugou Bridge Incident next year was just an excuse to declare war on the disappearance of soldiers?

So Liang Nanbian could die at home, but Fujiwara Saburo couldn't.

Then just die without a trace!

After picking up a sheet to wrap Fujiwara Saburo, Chu Mufeng opened the door and confirmed that there was no one around, he hugged and walked towards the depths of the alley at the corner of the street.

I remember there was a dry well that had been abandoned for many years, which was suitable for throwing corpses.

Plop!

After throwing Fujiwara Saburo directly into the dry well, digging soil to bury it, and finally throwing a few big stones down, Chu Mufeng turned around and left quietly, blending with the vast night.

Peking Police Department, Criminal Investigation Department.

When Chu Mufeng just walked into this place, Cao Yunshan called him directly into the office.

Seeing the senior brother smiling, Chu Mufeng couldn't help but ask: "Director, no wonder you heard the magpies screaming on the way to work. Are you having a good thing?"

"Good thing, great thing!"

Cao Yunshan got up and walked to the door, closed the door, walked over and pointed at it, lowered his voice and said, "Tell you that location has been settled!"

The location has been set?

Chu Mufeng's thoughts moved slightly, and his eyebrows raised slightly, "Is it..."

"Yes, that's what you think!"

Cao Yunshan sat on the sofa happily, took out the cigarette slowly, and Chu Mufeng quickly stepped forward to light it.

He took a sip comfortably and said happily in the rising smoke: "I'm sure, Director Yan has become the new director of our Police Department!"

"That's really great!"
Chapter completed!