Time flies fast.

Several days have passed since Formosa arrived in Jinling. Rumors about this great detective are so loud that countless reporters hope to interview him, but unfortunately the other party has no time.

He was busy visiting witnesses on the day of the Saruxun's car accident. It was very difficult to find these people relying on the Consul's extensive connections and relationships. The cost alone cost 3,000 pounds.

Fortunately, customers who could go to coffee shops to consume during that period, whether Chinese or foreigners, were social wise men with some identities, otherwise they would not be able to find them.

Although there are only three.

One is a military officer in the US consulate.

One is a professor at Central University.

The last one is a local businessman.

According to the oral accounts of these three people, Sha Luxun sat with a Chinese at the time, and both sides seemed very unhappy. The deputy manager's face was very bad, and the car accident happened after the other party left.

However, due to their location, they did not see the person's face, but only saw the back. They were not too old and were wearing a black high-end windbreaker, which was quite imposing.

After listening to these narratives, a figure immediately flashed through Formosa's mind.

Meng Ting.

young.

High weight.

More importantly, the other party’s subordinates were also wearing black uniforms, and when they came to Jinling, they met the other party. There would not be such a coincidence, everything was arranged.

At the same time, in order to be cautious, he invited Meng Ting on an excuse and asked the consulate staff to lead three witnesses to observe secretly. The result was that the two were very similar.

The murderer is locked.

Agent headquarters.

And that Director Xu.

But what should I do next? Assassination of a British Empire citizen must not be something that a intelligence chief can decide. Meng Ting is just a knife, and the one who holds the knife is the real culprit behind the scenes.

How to lead to the real murderer and find conclusive evidence, Formosa lost his mind for a moment. After all, this is the Republic of China, and many things are difficult to operate on other people's territory, unless a partner is found.

Finally, a Chinese proverb said by Bai Longdu reminded him that the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell. Since he wants to find the knife holder, why not ask about the knife directly?

Just continue to instigate Meng Ting.

He has the support given by London and MIIS. No matter what Meng Ting needs, he can provide it himself, money, power, beauty, and the empire that never sets has the ability to meet all the conditions.

So, after careful consideration, Formosa invited Meng Ting for the third time. In the private room of Dehe Tower, the two sat opposite each other and talked about the news reports in Jinling and Shanghai these days.

"Mr. Meng, I didn't expect that you have cracked so many cases in Shanghai. No wonder you became the head of the intelligence department of the secret service headquarters. I heard that there are also dramas based on you. I will definitely watch them if I have the chance."

Formosa held up a goblet, took a sip of red wine and said with a smile. This is indeed what he said. At least from the newspaper, the young Chinese man in front of him has a high level of detectiveness.

As for the topic of who is better, the answer is obvious. Perhaps in a few decades, the other party will be at his age and have enough experience, and maybe he can win.

Meng Ting's face looked a little bad. I don't know who was so shameless. He put himself on the fire and tried his best to incite public opinion to compare him with Formosa. It was simply inexplicable.

They are famous detectives who enjoy a high reputation in Europe. The cases they solve rely on real skills. How stupid the newspapers must be to publish such articles. Can such things be said casually?

He organized some language and said with a complicated expression: Sorry, Mr. Formosa, comparing the Republic of China with foreigners to find national self-confidence is the newspaper’s favorite thing to do.

You know, the history between the Republic of China and the United Kingdom is not harmonious, and this situation has caused many citizens to express their opinions blindly, but this is not what I mean, please believe me."

It’s not that Meng Ting is modest or that Meng Ting is timid, but that Xu Enzeng has clearly warned him that an intelligence officer should not become a public figure, as it would be easy to be attacked by the enemy.

"Salute to history." Formosa raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Let the past pass by, and I believe that China and the UK will maintain a good relationship, just like the two of us."

"Respect history."

Meng Ting's face looked a little better, raised his glass and took a sip, guessing in his heart why the other party wanted to invite him. Could it be for Sha Lixun's case again, so be careful.

He secretly raised his vigilance and decided not to say more in the future. He would lose more words. He was not welcomed at the agent headquarters. If the intelligence was leaked again, his situation would be even more difficult.

Formosa put the last piece of steak into her mouth, then put down the knife and fork, took out the pipe from her pocket and pressed the tobacco inside, took out the matches, and struck the coating on the side of the matchbox.

"Tear."

The match lit up, and his face seemed a little weird in the bright fire. After spitting out a mouthful of smoke, Formosa Sha looked at Meng Ting with a puzzled look, and said something shocking.

"You killed Shaluxun, right?"

Yes, he doesn't want to continue to take turns. Chinese people are experts in this regard. Since they are fully confident, there is no need to waste time. The most important thing is to complete the task as soon as possible.

Meng Ting was stunned when he heard this. What does Sha Luxun's death have to do with the secret service headquarters? Isn't this the secret service done? Is this British man testing himself? But this is too ridiculous.

Don’t say that this was not done by the agent headquarters, even if it is, is it appropriate to discuss an assassination so openly? Why should I tell the other party that the other party is a big detective?

He also put down the tableware in his hand and replied seriously: "Mr. Formosa, this joke is not funny. Saruhoon's death has nothing to do with the secret agent headquarters and myself.

As for who the murderer is, as a qualified detective, I think you should investigate all the evidence carefully instead of doubting us for no reason, which will only allow the real murderer to escape sanctions."

Meng Ting's tone became more and more severe as he spoke, and he felt that the so-called famous British detective was just like this. He didn't even touch the shadow of the second place, but instead came to them. It was a joke.

Fumosa held the pipe in her mouth and gently clapped her hands: "Mr. Meng is not only a good detective, but also a good actor. But there is a saying that if you don't know, don't do it unless you do it yourself.

I'm right, so there must be a reason I invite you here, maybe you didn't notice when you scare Mr. Saruhoon that there were three gentlemen paying attention to everything behind the scenes.

They recognized you, and the last time we met, an honest American officer, a respected professor, and a successful businessman could prove you were on the scene.”

After saying that, he was like a fox locked in his prey, his eyes full of cunning and complacent, and there was no more conclusive evidence than human evidence. If it was in court, the case could be closed with this alone.

Meng Ting's expression changed drastically, and he stood up in a flash. No wonder he always felt something was wrong when he met last time. It turned out that someone was secretly observing him. He was such a despicable villain.

But he has never been to the so-called scene and doesn't even know Shaluxun. Why did the other party say that? The answer is very simple. The British are going to use him as a scapegoat.

He narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "Let's get here today. Let's talk about it when Mr. Formosa wakes up. In short, Saruxun's death has nothing to do with the agents headquarters.

Please don’t forget that you are standing on the land of the Chinese Kingdom. The era when you can invade a country and massacre a city for no reason has completely passed.

It is not enough to rely on three fake witnesses to falsely accuse an official of the Republic of China. I also have witnesses who can prove that I was not on the scene on the day of the incident. Even if this lawsuit is in the League of Nations, you have no chance of winning."

Meng Ting said these words and turned around and was about to leave. This was too big. He had to report to Director Xu. If he really couldn't throw the secret service out, the secret service headquarters could not take the blame.

Although he didn't come for a long time, he also knew the embarrassment of the agent headquarters at the moment, the top leaders were greedy and incompetent, and the bottom people were in trouble. If it was involved in the murder of the British, it would be over.

Formosa watched him walk to the door and said calmly: "Mr. Meng, don't you listen to my conditions? I know you are just obedient. The real murderer is not you, right?

If you can stand up and testify to your boss, Director Xu, the British Empire can provide you with necessary protection. I heard that the Port City Police Department is missing an inspector, and I wonder if you are willing to surrender.

This is the first Chinese inspector, and it may be recorded in history forever. Think about it, one is a small section chief and a senior executive of the Port City Police Department. You can consider how to choose."

When he said the word "Little" he also extended his little finger to signal what a small position the head of the agent headquarters is, and it cannot be compared with the supervision of the British Empire.

Meng Ting stopped his steps. He had been in the Concession and Europe. He knew very well that the weight of inspectors in the British police system, although only the most basic management position, could have real power.

This is exactly what he needs. In the agent headquarters, he can't control anything or anyone. His subordinates call him the section chief and don't give him any more than he wants to give him face.

According to Formosa's meaning, the British didn't seem to care who was doing it. As long as they could pull Xu Enzeng out, it would be enough. Thinking of the other party hiding so many things from him, his heart moved.

Formosa looked at Meng Ting's back and added with confidence: "The wise are wise and changeable, while the fools are persistent in their own opinions. This is a British proverb. I believe you will make wise choices."
Chapter completed!