His loud and rough voice attracted the attention of many passers-by.
Qi Yue couldn't help but take a second look.
The pie seller was a stout, middle-aged woman with high cheekbones, triangular eyes, and a face that suggested a tough and aggressive personality.
Suddenly, the car seemed to lose control and rushed past.
Despite his big physique, the pie seller was not slow in his reaction. With a dexterous dodge, he was able to avoid the oncoming car at the critical moment.
At the same time, Ma Zhuang stepped on the brakes.
Although no one was hurt, the flatbread stall was in a mess, the pan was stuck on the stove, the oil bottle was overturned, and the dough was scattered on the floor.
Ma Zhuang was stunned.
Qi Yue frowned: "How did you drive?"
Ma Zhuang quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Vice Captain Qi, just now, a small midge flew into my eye and I can't see anything..."
The fat woman selling pancakes pulled off the dirty apron from her waist, threw it on the bench, picked up a rolling pin, and walked toward the car aggressively. Two agents immediately got out of the car behind and blocked the way.
The fat woman glared: "What are you going to do?"
One of the agents said: "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, roadside stalls like yours that operate without a license violate the laws and regulations, and the collision will be in vain."
Without saying anything, the fat woman took out a crumpled temporary business license, stamped with the official seal of the local police station, and the operator's name was Zhang Yuying.
The agent said: "The license has expired and is invalid!"
The fat woman - Zhang Yuying said angrily: "I set up a stall here every day, and if you say I will cancel it, I will cancel it! I tell you, don't even think about leaving if you don't pay for it. What's the point of driving a small car? You can run over me!"
Just looking at her behavior, threats are useless.
After all, the Secret Service is a government department and cannot embarrass small traders in public. It must still do superficial things to maintain the authority's reputation.
Qi Yue sat in the car, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "Ma Zhuang, I'll give you two minutes to deal with the matter quickly, don't delay the business."
Ma Zhuang agreed, opened the door and got out of the car.
He couldn't do it unless he got out of the car. Zhang Yuying stopped in front of the car and looked into the car with a straight eyebrow.
Ma Zhuang lowered the brim of his hat and walked over.
Zhang Yuying's eyes widened: "You..."
The special agent on the side threatened her: "This is Team Leader Ma from the Police Department. The pie seller, I warn you, speak politely, don't think that if you make a fool of yourself, there will be nothing we can do to you, and we will deal with you as we should!"
"Police Department, Team Leader Ma?"
Zhang Yuying looked at Ma Zhuang in surprise.
Ma Zhuang said: "Sister, please don't worry. I will give you every penny of the compensation... Well, don't say this in front of my colleagues, let's talk over there."
While talking, he and Zhang Yuying walked farther away.
What the two said could not be heard by others.
Soon, Ma Zhuang hurried back to the car.
Qi Yue asked: "Is it solved?"
"It's settled, she just wants to extort more money..."
Ma Zhuang said as he started the car.
Qi Yue said: "Are your eyes okay?"
Ma Zhuang was stunned for a moment: "Oh, much better, it's okay."
Qi Yue looked out the car window: "I found that in this place in Binjiang, every time it rains in summer and autumn, there are so many small midges, they are in groups. If they accidentally get into the eyes, it will be very uncomfortable."
"
"That's right. You have to be careful in the future..."
Ma Zhuang echoed.
The car continued to drive towards Dongsijiazi.
Qi Yue acted as if nothing had happened, but he had a question mark in his heart. He had also seen it just now. A small midge had indeed flown into Ma Zhuang's eye. This kind of thing is basically harmless and can be taken out by opening his eyelids.
For an experienced agent to panic and almost have a traffic accident because of such a small situation is really inappropriate. Considering the spy mentality, it will inevitably make people suspicious.
Zhang Yuying, the pancake seller, behaved similarly strangely. It felt like she was trying her best to hide it, but there was a hint of joy after the reunion in her eyes.
What's more, when the two were discussing compensation, there was no dispute. Zhang Yuying, who had a loud voice, spoke softly and changed her previous image of a shrew. If time were separated, she would be a completely different person.
——They must know each other!
This is Qi Yue’s judgment.
As for the extent to which they realize it, only they themselves know.
It is a very common thing to meet an acquaintance on the street. The question is, why don't Ma Zhuang and Zhang Yuying admit it openly?
…
One hour later.
Dongsijiazi Synagogue.
On the west side of the church, Sun Dalong was leaning against the corner, the soil under him was dyed crimson with blood, and the Mosin sniper rifle was poking at the side.
Eight big characters were written in blood on the wall: Long live the Anti-Union! Long live the nation!
The handwriting is crooked and not as good as that of a primary school student. Among the eight characters, except for the word "anti", they are basically all typos. They are either missing apostrophes or missing strokes. You can only guess what is written based on the meaning of the words.
"After receiving the information, Tian and Liu tracked all the way to Dongsijiazi, where they encountered the rebels. Unexpectedly, the rebels were armed with sniper rifles. The two police officers died in the line of duty, and the rebels were also killed.
He was seriously injured, but he barely made it here..."
Lieutenant Liu of Taipingqiao Police Department introduced the case.
Qi Yue looked at the writing on the wall: "Approximately what time was the incident?"
Police Lieutenant Liu said: "It should have been around seven o'clock last night. It was raining heavily. Although we heard gunfire, it was difficult to judge the location. We could only find it based on a general direction. By the time our people arrived at the scene, it was already
It’ll be two hours later.”
Qi Yue nodded: "It's raining heavily and it's remote here. It's really hard to find."
"We were rushing to do everything together. It was dark and we couldn't see the road clearly. The police car almost fell into a ditch. Fortunately, the driver reacted quickly. If the car overturned, the loss would be huge..."
Lieutenant Liu sighed.
Ma Zhuang came closer: "Vice Captain Qi, we have investigated the scene and initially determined that there were only three of them at the scene, and the number of bullet casings is also about the same... However, because of the rain, no witnesses could be found."
Qi Yue thought for a while: "How many people are there in the church?"
Ma Zhuang said: "Six, a priest, four nuns, and a handyman."
Qi Yue said: "Jewish people are not called priests, they are called rabbis."
Ma Zhuang scratched his head: "I don't quite understand either. I thought they were all the same."
Qi Yue said: "Didn't they hear the gunfire?"
Lieutenant Liu said at the side: "I asked before, they thought it was thundering outside and didn't take it seriously. Also, Rabbi is over sixty years old, has been in poor health, and has a deaf ear. He was very early last night
So I went to sleep, and even if the nun heard about it, she wouldn’t dare to come out..."