Wang Kangnian stood there, but his eyes kept looking at the body carried on a stretcher on the ground.
Just half an hour ago, the Special High School Division sent someone to take away Xiaosi's body and also delivered this body.
Wang Kangnian smoked silently.
One after another.
There was hatred in his heart, for not having the courage to refuse the Japanese's unreasonable demands, and for not even being able to save Xiao Si's body.
His body leaned back slightly and leaned against the wall.
Besides hatred, there is only sighs and helplessness.
Because he could not refuse the Japanese order.
Cough cough cough.
After a violent cough, Wang Kangnian glanced at the half-cut cigarette butt. He was stunned for a moment, and then pressed out the cigarette butt on the white-painted wall.
Then, he bent down, squatted down, and just stared at the corpse on the ground.
The statement from the Special High School is that this person is the real murderer of Xiaosi, and now that the murderer has been arrested, this case ends here.
Ho ho.
Ho ho.
Wang Kangnian made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
Xiao Si obviously died at the hands of Cheng Qianfan, and it was Lu Hu who fired the last shot. This is an ironclad fact, but the Japanese were able to turn it over. I don’t know where they got such a body, and said that this person was the murderer.
The murderer of Xiaosi!
This is what the Japanese told him!
This is why the Japanese are still protecting Cheng Qianfan!
Wang Kangnian couldn't understand that since he, Wang Kangnian, had defected to the Japanese, although he still had a trace of loyalty to the principal in his heart, he, Wang Kangnian, could be regarded as a conscientious and conscientious person towards the Japanese.
Countless people from the Red Party and the military command died at the hands of Wang Kangnian. Based on these, Wang Kangnian didn't do a good enough job?
His right-hand man, his closest subordinate, his brother-like subordinate was killed by Cheng Qianfan. Not only did the Japanese not allow him to take revenge, they actually gave such a reply!
It's simply a shame and a shame.
At the same time, what puzzles Wang Kangnian the most is:
Why?
Why is that guy Cheng Qianfan more favored and protected by the Japanese than him, a 'traitor' who works conscientiously to serve the Japanese?!
Yes, it is shelter.
The person from the extra-high-level course told him directly, or it was a warning:
Director Araki said that Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan was a forever good friend of the Empire of Japan.
The subtext of this sentence is: Don't do anything to Cheng Qianfan.
Wang Kangnian couldn't figure it out.
anger.
Puzzled.
Wronged.
Manic.
sad.
sad.
Many emotions gnawed at Wang Kangnian's nerves.
His eyes were fixed on the body on the stretcher on the ground.
Suddenly, Wang Kangnian picked up the Nanfang pistol on the table, turned off the safety, pointed the muzzle at the body, and pulled the trigger——
Bang bang bang!
Chen Xiangjun's body, which had been hit by many bullets and shrapnel, was completely turned into a hornet's nest.
After the gunshots were fired, a member of the detective team shouted outside with a gun raised, "Captain, are you okay?"
"Get out!" Wang Kangnian roared.
"got it."
Wang Kangnian sat down on the ground, the muzzle of the Nanfang pistol in his hand was lowered, and his body was crooked, making the Nanfang pistol look like a crutch supporting his body.
That night, Araki Harima received a secret report:
Wang Kangnian fired many shots at Chen Xiangjun's body, emptying the magazine.
…
More than half a month has passed since Xiaosi was killed, and there has been no movement from Wang Kangnian.
His closest subordinate and best brother died unexpectedly, and this incident seemed to have just passed.
Cheng Qianfan was very surprised.
When he met Araki Harima and talked about this matter, he couldn't help but lament Wang Kangnian's forbearance.
Araki Harima is even more convinced that there is something wrong with Wang Kangnian:
The more he can bear it, the more it proves that Wang Kangnian is cunning and that this person has big plans.
…
"Not in Nanjing." Wang Tiemu shook his head.
Dai Chunfeng strictly ordered them to sanction the traitor Chen Zhuan. Almost a month has passed since this incident. Yesterday, Chongqing called again to reprimand and ordered Shanghai to sanction Chen Zhuan as soon as possible.
However, Chen Zhuan basically stays in Nanjing now and has not returned to Shanghai for several days.
One of his subordinates suggested that they go to Nanjing to take action. Lu Xingge frowned and was about to refute, but Wang Iron Mu already rejected this unreliable suggestion.
Naturally, Nanjing cannot be chosen, after all, it is not their own territory.
What's more, Nanjing was heavily guarded at this time and was completely under the control of the Japanese. Let alone going to Nanjing to assassinate the traitor, even trying to sneak into the city would be very difficult.
Especially after the tragedy more than a year ago, the power of the military command in Nanjing was almost completely destroyed, and to this day it has still not regained the three-thirds of power it had at its peak.
The assassination location can only be Shanghai!
"What we have to do now is to wait for Chen Zhuan to return to Shanghai." Wang Tiemu said in a deep voice.
"The Spring Festival is coming, and Chen Zhuan's whole family is in Shanghai. He will definitely go back to Shanghai to celebrate the Spring Festival." Lu Xingge said, "What we have to determine now is when Chen Zhuan will return to Shanghai."
…
Two days later.
Intelligence came from the military commander's insider in Nanjing, and it was confirmed that Chen Zhuan would return home to Shanghai for the holidays in the near future.
And in such a festive festival, Chen Zhuan's vigilance will be more or less relaxed.
"I don't believe it. It's the Spring Festival and this old guy will still be facing a powerful enemy." Lu Xingge said coldly.
"A Yuan, please lead someone to guard at the train station. I want to know as soon as Chen Zhuan returns to Shanghai." Lu Xingge ordered.
"yes!"
"Ayi, lead the people to keep an eye on the dock." Lu Xingge continued to give orders.
Although Chen Zhuan most likely returned to Shanghai by train, waterways had to be guarded against.
"yes!"
…
After the men left, Lu Xingge couldn't help frowning as he took the topographical map of Chen Mansion that he got from Zhang Guoqing through Liu Haishan.
This three-story small Western-style building is located at No. 25, Lane 668, Yuyuan Road.
Lu Xingge initially thought that the location of Chen Zhuan's residence was adjacent to the road and connected in all directions. There were apartments and dance halls nearby, making it easier to evacuate after the operation.
It is quite beneficial for assassination operations.
However, after careful study and analysis, he found that things were not that simple.
Chen Zhuan's residence is located at the junction of the Chinese community and the concessions of other countries. Various relationships are intertwined and the forces of all parties are complicated.
But it is precisely this complex environment that makes this area an extremely sensitive area.
It can be said bluntly that any slight disturbance here may cause considerable turmoil, especially when it comes to the boundaries of multi-party concessions. Although it may become a three-no-no zone, it will also be more sensitive and may even
Cause international disputes.
Therefore, the security here has always been good because no one dares to act rashly in such a sensitive area.
Obviously, the location of Chen Zhuan's residence was carefully considered. In such a sensitive area, it can be said that the bodyguards of Chen Zhuan's residence are more worry-free when guarding it.
Worry free?
Lu Xinge's heart moved.
…
"Captain, Chen Wentao has returned to Shanghai."
Lu Xingge received a report from A Yuan and learned that Chen Zhuan's son, Chen Wentao, then director of the General Affairs Department of the "Ministry of Foreign Affairs" of the Nanjing Reform Government, had returned to Shanghai from Nanjing.
He was overjoyed.
When Chen Wentao returned to Shanghai, he must have prepared a frontline for his father, Chen Zhuan, to return to Shanghai.
after one day.
February 18, the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China, New Year's Eve.
The train Chen Zhuan took arrived in Shanghai.
Chen Wentao came to the train station with a large number of bodyguards to greet him.
Later, under the watchful eyes of A Yuan and others, the Chen family and his son boarded the car surrounded by bodyguards and went straight home.
…
About an hour after Chen Zhuan arrived in Shanghai, Lu Xingge also got the news.
Lu Xingge was overjoyed.
"Inform all brothers to meet at the Cangzhou Hotel at the intersection of Yuyuan Road at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
Guangci Hospital.
Waiting for the delivery room.
Cheng Qianfan held Bai Ruolan's hand, "It scared me."
At this time, there is still less than half a month before the due date.
Just in the afternoon, Bai Ruolan suddenly had a stomachache.
The whole Cheng family was in a state of panic. Mr. Cheng personally drove his wife to the hospital to wait for delivery.
After the doctor checked, he found that it was just ordinary labor pains and it was not the day of delivery yet.
However, for safety reasons, Cheng Qianfan decided to let his wife stay in the hospital, where doctors, nurses, midwives, maids, and wet nurses would take care of her, so that she could feel at ease.
"You are thirty years old, but you are staying with me in the hospital." Bai Ruolan looked apologetic.
"Home is wherever you are." Cheng Qianfan said.
He handed the peeled apple to his wife, "By the way, I'm going to visit Chen Zhuan's mansion tomorrow night, and I may come back later."
"I got it." Bai Ruolan took the apple handed over by her husband and took a bite. She felt sweet in her heart and nodded lightly.
…
The next day.
New Year's Day.
Lu Xinge started busy early in the morning, and he had decided to start on the first day of the new year.
As the front-line person in charge of this assassination operation, Lu Xingge had countless clues and must be prepared as much as possible in advance.
"I have already made an agreement with Assistant Lin." Lu Xingge, who arrived at the Cangzhou Hotel in advance, made an appointment with members of the assassination team, military special agent Ping Luchang, and ordered, "You can pick up guns and ammunition at this address."
"Understood." Ping Luchang nodded.
"Be sure to send the guns and ammunition to room 203 next door before four o'clock in the afternoon." Lu Xingo warned again.
"Yes!" Ping Luchang took the order and left.
Not long after Ping Luchang left, Liu Haishan arrived secretly.
After careful consideration, Lu Xingge decided to invite Liu Haishan to join the operation.
Or to be more precise, this is what Wang Tiemu meant.
On the one hand, it is because Liu Haishan himself has good military strength, and on the other hand, it is really unsettling that such an important action, such an insider who is not one of his own, can stay out of the matter.
After Liu Haishan arrived, Lu Xingge first verified with the other party again to confirm the terrain, room layout and other information of Expert Chen, and then the two discussed and decided on the assassination time and specific action route.
Their specific plan was as follows: around six or seven o'clock that evening, they would first get rid of the guard at the gate of Chen's house, then enter the kitchen, then enter the living room from the kitchen passage, find Chen Zhuan, and deal with him.
Just when everyone had arrived at Cangzhou Hotel and made final preparations for the night's operation, Ping Luchang, who was responsible for picking up weapons, came back.
"What's going on?" Lu Xingge's face turned pale.
Ping Luchang only brought back fourteen rounds of ammunition and five short guns. The problem was that these five short guns were all rusty and it was difficult to say whether they could be used normally.
"Captain, Assistant Lin has no one at home." Ping Luchang quickly explained.
It turned out that when Ping Luchang arrived at Assistant Lin's residence, no one answered the door and no one answered his calls. This also attracted the attention of the patrol patrol nearby, so Ping Luchang had no choice but to leave.
Ping Luchang, who did not get the weapons, had no choice but to dig out the weapons that had been buried for use at the Shanghai Station. However, due to careless protection, the guns were rusty and only fourteen rounds of bullets were dug out.
After listening to Ping Luchang's explanation, Lu Xingge looked extremely gloomy, angry and helpless.
He could only distribute the five rusty short guns to his subordinates, then take out two magazines from his body, unload the bullets, and distribute a few more bullets to each person.
Later, Lu Xingge called A Yuan over and whispered.
After a while, Ah Quan came back carrying a sack.
"Everyone takes one, as a spare." Lu Xingge pointed to the ax and saw in the sack and said.
The men didn't say anything, but silently stepped forward to pick out axes and saws.
…
"Brother Liu, Zhihao, you two are responsible for keeping watch and observing the enemy's situation."
"Lu Chang, 30,000, you two are responsible for supporting and covering."
Lu Xingge said, and glanced at the remaining people, "A Yuan, A Yi, and Pinshan, the three of you will follow me into Chen's mansion to assassinate." Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
After hearing this, all the subordinates who had been silent all looked at the captain, their eyes became brighter, and their expressions became more determined.
"Very good, now everyone is evacuating from here in batches. We will meet at Yuguang Village on Yuyuan Road in an hour."
"yes!"
…
"Traitor." A Yuan couldn't help but cursed.
It started to rain suddenly, and it was extremely cold in Shanghai on the night of New Year's Day.
All the agents at the Juntong Shanghai Station were shivering from the cold.
On the other hand, the entrance of Chen Zhuan's residence was bustling with people. Cars were constantly parked at the entrance. Some people came down carrying large and small packages of gifts, and then left in a hurry.
It seems they are all here to pay New Year greetings.
"Jinsheng." Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
He raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, "Let's go to the bar."
It's still early, and it's not the time to take action yet. They are hiding here. Although it is still hidden, they do not rule out the possibility of being discovered.
Instead, he went to the nearby bar without arousing any suspicion.
…
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Cheng Qianfan glanced at the heavy rain outside the car and frowned slightly.
He was worried that the heavy rain would affect his time to go back to spend time with his wife.
"Brother Fan, I have some clues about the matter you asked me to investigate." Li Hao honked the horn to alert a late returnee crossing the road and said.
"Where?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
Mr. Xiao Cheng's arms business on the black market was suddenly greatly affected. On the one hand, because the Japanese were more strict with their inspections, Jiujiu Trading had to restrain itself a little. On the other hand, there was a sudden inflow of money into the black market some time ago.
The batch of guns and ammunition directly affected Mr. Xiao Cheng’s business.
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