"MD, who shot?"

Xu Enzeng rushed to Kuang Fu'an in a furious manner and asked a question bluntly, his eyes full of suspicion, suspected that the people in the police station were playing tricks or killing people to silence them.

Thinking of this, he rushed out like his butt was on fire and ran to the prison car that imprisoned Takaki Ioda. He finally breathed a sigh of relief until he confirmed that the other party was safe and sound in the carriage.

"Inspector Kuang, have you seen clearly who fired the gun and whether your person went off fire? I suggest leaving the prisoner to us for protection. If someone comes to rob the prison, it will be safer.

My people have received professional training to protect important personnel. When necessary, they will choose to use their own body to protect their goals. This is something that your police station cannot compare to. How about it?"

Then Xu Enzeng's eyes rolled and he suggested that he would not take the prisoner into his own hands. He was really uneasy. He knew what the two Japanese were thinking about.

"Haha, there's no need for this."

Kuang Fu'an squatted behind the engine of the car, looking carefully at a certain position, and haha: "The person who did not see clearly the shooting can only determine the approximate location of the gunshot.

On both sides of Beichuan Provincial Road are the Chinese border, and the police station does not have the power to enforce the law. It may be a problem for Director Xu later. If there are professional intelligence personnel from the department taking action, you will definitely find the shooter."

He decisively rejected Xu Enzeng's malicious suggestion and handed the prisoner to the agent headquarters to beat the dog. He went there but never returned. After saying that, he turned against the other party with a smile.

It is not easy for people who dare to shoot in downtown areas, so let the Gorge agents try the depth. As long as you bring Izuda Takaki back safely, you can gain more trust from John Kaiziwei.

This is very beneficial to the lurking work. Once he officially takes up the position of Inspector, the activities of the Red Team in Shanghai will be much more convenient, and at least the problems of guns and funds can be easily solved.

Kuang Fu'an said, Xu Enzeng's face changed, he cursed Gou in his heart, stretched his head and looked at both sides of the dark road, for some reason he thought of Jiujiawei.

At that time, he was also fighting on the road, and he was shot by the underground party. If it weren't for the metal cigarette box blocking the bullet, he would have passed even six or seven, and he would never have done such a thing as dying.

After staying in the officialdom for so long, Xu Enzeng has rich experience in passing the blame and immediately said seriously: "Xu thinks it is inappropriate. What if this is a luring tiger away from the mountain, I have to be careful of this.

The nearby Chinese patrolmen and your police officers should be able to arrive soon. Let them go and see the situation first, determine the number of gunmen and weapons, and then arrest them by my people."

“That’s good.”

Kuang Fu'an nodded indifferently, continued to stare quietly in the distance, and decided to respond to changes in the same way as Xu Enzeng said right, this place is not a wilderness, just wait patiently for support.

There is no need to really work hard to do things for an imperialist country. There is no such fool in the police station. Everyone is just making a living. Excessive behavior will only attract unnecessary suspicion.

The scene fell into silence.

But they didn't speak, but the shooter spoke, and a shout came along with the wind: "Are you a person from the police station? Is it the suspect and evidence handing over, and we will let you leave safely.

Otherwise, be careful not to have eyes on the gun, and don’t count on patrols and police. No one will patrol outside this point. You can only surrender and take the lead. I will count three.”

Before he finished speaking, one or two hundred men in black appeared on both sides of Beichuan Provincial Road, holding weapons in their hands, and even a tall and strong man holding a Czech style, shaking his muzzle at the convoy from time to time.

Kuang Fu'an frowned. What kind of people are there? 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 governments.

Could it be that the Japanese received the news that Takaki Ioda was arrested and ambushed here in advance. Kuang Fu'an gestured to his subordinates to keep the police alert and prepare to see the situation before talking about it.

Xu Enzeng next to him made the same arrangement, then tilted his head. He always felt that the person speaking had a little familiar voice, and seemed to have heard it somewhere and where it was.

Shanghai? No.

Jinling?

He slowly remembered something from the depths of his memory. The secret service headquarters had previously arrested a small section chief of the secret service department in the name of arms smuggling, and later released the person under the pressure of Director Chen.

The Jiujiawei case ended. I heard that this person was promoted to the deputy section chief of the intelligence department. He should be the confidant of the little Wang Badan, the surname Zuo. The dead ghost Liu Gui mentioned the other party's name, what was it?

Song...

Yes, Song Minghao.

Xu Enzeng's eyes lit up, and he compared the sound in his mind with the sound he had just shouted. It was exactly the same. There was no such coincidence in the world. Could it be that the secret service was the one who shot?

Looking at the person holding a light machine gun, it also looked like the big bald figure of the second place. It was a damn thing. I knew that Zuo Zhong had no intention of notifying him to arrest him. He wanted to intercept the fool.

"Three...two..."

At this time, the shooter began to count down. He quickly stood up and tentatively said, "Deputy Director Zuo, is he the Deputy Director Zuo? I am Old Xu Xu Enzeng. It would be a bit unauthorized for you to do this.

The police murder case is our business, and what does it mean to get involved in the other two? Don’t forget what you said before. Now we are grasshoppers on a vine, and no one can do without anyone.”

"Slow down, Lao Xu?"

The countdown there came to an abrupt end, a young male voice rang out and asked in surprise: "Why are you with the people in the police station? My people told me that you didn't get the prisoner.

Are these two Japanese devils playing tricks? Don't worry, I brought people here to guard against them. You let the brothers in Yida avoid it, give us the shooting boundary, and ensure that the battle ends in three minutes."

Don't worry, fart.

It's a big deal to end the battle.

The matter would be a big deal, and the blame would be the agent headquarters. Three Indian police officers were killed and he would almost be shot. If so many foreign police officers died, he might as well hang himself.

Xu Enzeng was so angry that he suppressed his anger that he shouted: "Thank you, Director Zuo, for your kindness. I have discussed it with the police station. I will handle the case together and investigate the case clearly.

So it’s not too much to worry about it. Please let us leave. After returning to Jinling, Xu will come to thank him. Inspector Kuang next to me and I promised that we would not pursue this matter."

Although Zuo Chong said it better than the singing, Xu Enzeng didn't believe a word. Compared with the concession police station, the secret service is a more dangerous opponent, and this time he must not be intercepted by the other party again.

In a small wood next to Beichuan Province Road, Zuo Chong listened to Xu Enzeng's explanation and smiled. Old Xu had grown a lot. He even learned to pull the tiger's skin and pull the big banner. It was not simple.

The next second, he raised his head and shouted to the outside: "Old Xu, to be honest, I am not interested in the murder of the police. Is there any problem with the prisoners handing them to you? I only have one thing.

That is a document found in the police station from the residential building, which was a telegram from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Shanghai Consulate. This is related to the friendly speech of Japanese Foreign Minister Hirota Hirota to China.

We spent a lot of money on this information. Unexpectedly, the intelligence broker changed his mind and spoke up. I originally wanted to do it myself, but I found that the other party’s partner was actually poaching.”

Zuo Chong explained with a smile: "What's more interesting is that this partner is a Japanese diplomat and was followed by a man named Ono. We heard that this person wanted to report it.

What should I do? Brothers can only use the hands of the agent headquarters and the police station to take away this thing. You won’t mind. If you offend something, Zuo will come to the door to apologize when he returns to Jinling.

You have someone send the documents here, and my people will return them to Zhao after taking photos. How about it, this requirement is not difficult. There is no reason for the public concession to keep secrets for Japan, right?"

Yu Xingle, Gu Qi and others next to him suddenly realized that the difference was that Yu Xingle thought that this was the reason for today's action, and the people from the Secret Service understood that all this was acting for people to see.

They had already bought the telegram, but others didn't know that if they wanted to kill Takaki Tatsuki, they had to confirm the crime. An open and honest prison robbery operation was enough to prove the truth or falsehood of this matter.

There is a second advantage of doing this, that is, it is to indirectly prove the existence of intelligence brokers. With the gold bar worth 50,000 oceans, Izuda Takaki couldn't explain even if he had ten mouths.

"You, the surname Zuo, cheated me again!"

Xu Enzeng's nose was crooked after hearing this. It turned out that they were busy with work, all of them were busy with the spy office. Damn it. So, the so-called murderer of the police was also fake.

He really wanted to slap himself a few times, thinking to himself, Xu Enzeng, Xu Enzeng, who doesn't know that there are big liars from top to bottom in the two places, and there is no good person. Why don't you remember?

Zuo Chong was not angry when he was scolded, and continued to shout at the top of his voice: "Old Xu, don't get me wrong. The news 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 could I bear to let you be shot? It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe it. When the people in the police station are interrogated, you will know whether what I said is true or false."

After this explanation, Xu Enzeng, who had been furious before, was silent. Reason told him that this was Zuo Chong's nonsense again. The problem was that the other party was right and evidence, so he could not believe it.

The most important thing is that the confession and evidence of interrogation cannot deceive people. The other party can deceive for a while, but cannot deceive for a lifetime. It is completely meaningless to lie. Will there be such boring people in the world? Will it be?

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Takaki Ioda in the prison car next to him hit the carriage with his head crazy. He was just blocked. The conversation outside was heard very clearly. When he heard someone following him, he completely collapsed.

Ono, this despicable villain.
Chapter completed!