Under the dim street lights, the patrolmen walked carefully through the alley with flashlights on.
There were six or seven dead bodies scattered in the small alley.
Blood flowed out from under the body and soaked the soil.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
In Shanghai in May, there was a hot and humid wind in the air, but everyone only felt their scalps were numb and their spines were chilling.
It's not like the patrol has never seen dead people, but such a large-scale shootout and so many corpses still bring too much stimulation to people's senses.
Everyone glanced at Lu Dazhang. Following such a patrol leader, there might not be many opportunities to make meritorious deeds, but it was safe.
Lu Dazhang grabbed Fei Yi and pushed him down in front of a corpse whose brains had been beaten out. "Come on, look, aren't you clamoring to arrest him? Look, look at this."
What?"
This man was lying sideways in the corner with a bullet hole between his eyebrows and blood and brain matter mixed together.
The empty eyes seemed to be staring at him.
Fei Da only felt that his mind was blank and his knees were weak.
"Inspector, I——" Fei Dai's voice was trembling and his body was shaking.
"What are you? You don't know how high the sky is." As soon as Lu Dazhang let go, Fei Dai almost fell directly on the dead body, and he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away.
Lu Dazhang glanced at the young man, snorted, and said nothing more.
My mind is confused, and all I can think about all day long is making great achievements. This is because I have never seen a dead person, and I don't know the cruelty of reality.
After this experience, this guy should be honest.
"Inspector, shall we go there now?" Old Mao lit Lu Dazhang's cigarette and asked.
Lu Dazhang took a deep breath. The smell of tobacco diluted the smell of blood in his nose and throat. He did not answer the old man's question, but asked, "Are you clear?"
"It's clear." The old man nodded and whispered, "The team is led by Ding Naifei from the Party Affairs Investigation Department. They are in the yard now."
The identities of the agents of the Party Affairs Investigation Department are secretive, but agents like this often operate in the French Concession and cannot be hidden from some senior police officers.
"It is basically certain that Ding Naifei led the team to arrest the Red Party, but they suffered a big loss." The old man continued, "The team that came later should be above Ding Naifei. The third leader saw that man beat
Ding Naifei slapped him."
Sankui was Lu Dazhang's "explorer" who was released from afar. He was secretly watching from a distance. This was a gunfight and the danger was too high. You can't make a big mistake by being careful:
If the judgment is wrong and the opponent is only in a temporary stalemate, but he suddenly leads the team into the "combat zone", it will be terrible.
"Wait ten minutes before going over." Lu Dazhang threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground.
The old man understood immediately and nodded.
Those guys from the Party Affairs Investigation Department have suffered heavy losses, and now they are angry and have nowhere to vent their anger. If they get involved so suddenly, they might cause trouble.
Wait ten minutes until these people's emotions have stabilized before showing up again, which will be safer.
…
Wang Kangnian didn't speak immediately, he smoked silently.
After listening to Ding Naifei's report on the entire arrest process, I learned that there was such a skilled Red Party master who single-handedly killed and injured more than ten agents of the Party Affairs Investigation Department and rescued the surrounded Red Party. This person
He also escaped unscathed.
A name suddenly appeared in Wang Kangnian's mind: Chenzhou!
This member of the Red Party's Teko Red Team slipped through the cracks.
His guess got some confirmation from Ding Naifei.
"Tell me about Chenzhou. What else do you know?" Wang Kangnian put out his cigarette butt and said.
This guy Ding Naifei seems to be a reckless rough guy. He has been working as an agent for five or six years and can still live a good life. Moreover, Ding Naifei is a gangster from the Youth Gang who has worked his way up from the bottom to the position of deputy leader of the action team. Who really thinks that?
This guy is a reckless man, and he will be confused even if he kills him.
"My subordinates have never had any direct dealings with this Chen Zhou, but there is a case that may be related to this person." Ding Naifei thought for a while and said.
"Tell me and listen." Wang Kangnian became interested.
"This is an unsolved case, and the murderer has never been found. However, now that I think about it, the murderer is most likely Chen Zhou."
Eight months ago, in an apartment on Trastevere Road in the French Concession, the Red Party traitor Su Yishan was still killed under the protection of five bodyguards.
"Chief Wu and Inspector Zhao (from the investigation team of the French Concession Political Office) are acquaintances, and he arranged for his subordinates to go to the scene with people from the investigation team."
"Three of the five bodyguards were shot in the head, and they were all killed with one shot. Among the other two, one was stabbed to death with a dagger, and the other's neck was almost broken. This person is known to my subordinates, and his boxing and kicking skills are quite good."
"Su Yishan was killed at the door. His subordinates speculated that the man wanted to escape and fled to the door. The murderer stabbed him to death directly in the back of the neck with a dagger."
"There was a note left at the scene that read 'The fate of traitors'."
"The investigation team searched for less than half a month and found nothing, so the case was dropped."
"My subordinates and my brothers have been investigating for almost a month, but they haven't found any clues."
"No information was found at all?" Wang Kangnian frowned.
"No, very clean." Ding Naifei shook his head, "This person was very cautious and did not leave any clues. The murder happened late at night, and no one saw what the murderer looked like."
"The only thing that is certain is that this was done by the Red Party's Teco dog-fighting team."
"Also, judging from the scene, the murderer is one person." Ding Naifei said.
"It seems that it is indeed in line with Chen Zhou's behavior."
Wang Kangnian nodded. His marksmanship was precise, his skills were strong, he was quick, accurate and cruel, and most importantly, he acted alone.
This was in line with what he knew about the situation in Chenzhou, the special branch of the Red Party.
Suddenly, his eyes shrank, and his whole expression became colder, a little excited, and even more depressed.
"Team leader, what's wrong?"
"If you think about it carefully, what level of the Red Party would actually arrange for a master like Chen Zhou to protect it?" Wang Kangnian picked up another cigarette without lighting it, biting it hard with his teeth.
Ding Naifei understood. This meant that 'Minister Wang' was of extremely high rank. He was not even a senior official of the local Red Party in Shanghai, but an important figure sent by the Central Committee of the Red Party?
Wang Kangnian glanced at Ding Naifei again and resisted the urge to beat him.
…
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan touched the safe house where he kept his bicycle.
He didn't take off his makeup.
I just filled a basin of water, took out a medicine bottle from the drawer, and put some medicine into the basin.
I washed my hands very carefully, especially my nails, in order to wash away the blood stains on my hands.
Then, Cheng Qianfan pulled out the wooden box from the cabinet under the bed, opened it, and took out a somewhat worn but very clean gown.
After changing into a gown, Cheng Qianfan took out a comb and combed out a new hairstyle.
I changed into a pair of "new" shoes that were half old and had some mud on the soles.
Place two Mauser pistols into the stove.
He moved a somewhat lame bookcase, took out a Webres Corto pistol and a spare magazine from the hidden compartment behind the bookcase, and put them in his pocket with him.
He took out a prepared pair of flat glasses from the drawer and put them on.
I took out a half-used leather bag and put a few lecture notes and a flashlight in it.
He hung his leather bag on the handle of the car and pushed the car out the door.
As the night grew darker, a lonely figure and a lonely bicycle passed through several small alleys.
The sound of insects on the roadside gradually started to sound, and occasionally two night cats sprang out. The cats glanced at him as he walked away.
The destination of his trip is Masinan Road.
"Quick! Seal the front and back yards and catch the murderer." At this time, a voice and noisy footsteps were heard from the yard.
"What's going on?" Wang Kangnian said coldly.
"Come down and take a look." Ding Naifei walked out of the door with a gun, and saw a group of police officers rushing in. The police officers raised their guns and were confronting agents from the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
"Road Inspector, what do you mean?" Ding Naifei asked angrily.
"Team Leader Ding, it's my turn to ask you this." Lu Dazhang said with a straight face, "A tragic murder just occurred here. You guys showed up at the scene with weapons. Should you give me an explanation?"
"Mother Side!" Ding Naifei was already holding back his anger, "Explain? Those who died outside are all my brothers. I want to ask the road inspector, where were you when the murderer committed the murder just now? Come here now.
Ask me to explain."
"Team Leader Ding, it's not your turn to dictate how I, Lu Dazhang, should do things." Lu Dazhang said with a sullen face, "Tell your people to put down their guns."
"What? You want to arrest my people?" Ding Naifei raised the gun directly, "Try moving."
"Article 33 of the French Concession Public Security Regulations, anyone who enters the French Concession with offensive weapons will be punished as a thug!" Lu Dazhang pointed his gun at Ding Naifei without showing any signs of weakness, "Ding Naifei, tell your people to put down their guns, I won't
I hope to say it a second time.”
The atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense, with both sides pointing their guns at each other and their fingers on the triggers.
The police officers were also uneasy. These guys were agents who killed without batting an eyelid. Moreover, when they saw the dead bodies and blood all over the ground just now, their legs were trembling with fear.
