Four hundred and twentieth eight chapters do not appreciate
Inu Yangjian is a scholar and is deeply influenced by Chinese culture. He cannot bear the accusation of others not keeping his word.
Besides, Lin Chuang was both a gift boy and a political star, so how could he not protect him well?
"Lin Sang, please rest assured. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Please, for my sake, don't get angry with them. I will let you down."
Quan Yangjian said, and stepped forward personally to put Lin Chuang down.
Shibuya Chuan and Wu Sibao quickly stepped forward to help him.
"Hiss..."
Half real and half pretending, Lin Chuang grinned in pain.
"Shibuya-kun, help Lin Sang to your office to rest first. I'll go over immediately after taking care of things here." Inukai Ken ordered.
"Hey Yi!" Shibuya Chuang agreed and helped Lin Chuang walk to his office.
Wu Sibao was retained by Quan Yangjian because he was an insider of the case.
As soon as Lin Chuang left, Quan Yangjian's cold eyes swept across the faces of Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun one by one. The two did not dare to look at him and quickly lowered their heads.
Especially in Dingmo Village, when they saw Quan Yangjian's murderous eyes, they knew that today would be a difficult test.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Quan Yangjian walked to the chair where Ding Mocun was sitting, sat down, and asked coldly.
Ding Mocun reported it first, and Li Shiqun added some more. Quan Yangjian basically understood the general process of the matter.
"Peng Huaifu is dead?"
When Quan Yangjian heard Li Shiqun say that Peng Huaifu had also been killed, he asked in surprise.
"Yes, the body is parked outside the door now." Li Shiqun replied.
Quan Yangjian stood up in a hurry and came to the door. Wu Sibao hurried over and opened the white cloth.
Seeing the familiar face of the student he had worked so hard to train, Inu Yangken felt very sad.
He slowly bowed three times to Peng Huaifu's body and ordered Baba Koji: "Take Inoue-kun's body back, cremate it and send it back to the country."
"Hey!" Baba Koji agreed, and with a wave of his hand, the people he brought hurried forward and carried Peng Huaifu's body away.
Back in the torture room, Inu Yangken's anger had reached its peak. His chest was rising and falling, and he was obviously very angry.
Now he wants to kill someone.
If he doesn't kill someone, his bad breath won't come out.
However, he remained patient and did not have an attack.
"Li Shiqun, please hurry up and ask about the search results." Quan Yangjian said.
"Report!"
At this moment, He Tianmu and Xiong Xingshun appeared in the torture room together, and Xiong Xingshun was holding a sniper rifle in his hand.
"Report, this sniper rifle was found at Wang Zhanhu's house." Xiong Xingshun reported.
Koji Baba rushed forward and took the gun. He looked at the gun number first and found that the number had been smoothed.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
He is now increasingly suspicious that this sniper rifle is the one he lost in Nanjing.
If nothing else, the fact that the gun number was worn off is enough to prove that the gun owner was afraid of being found out about the origin of the gun.
Except for military special agents, no one else would do this.
"Lin Chuang is dead. In other words, his subordinates came to Shanghai? They want to interrogate Lin Zhijiang and Wang Zhanhu." Ma Changhao thought to himself.
"Sir, advisor, this is the Type 97 sniper rifle." Baba Koji turned around and reported to Inukai Ken.
"Where is the gun that killed Peng Huaifu?" Quan Yangjian heard this and asked coldly.
"Look, this is it." Wu Sibao found Lin Zhijiang's gun and handed it to Quan Yangjian.
Quan Yangjian took the gun, opened the safety, and stood up.
"Taijun, I'm wronged, I'm wronged." When Lin Zhijiang saw Quan Yangjian's posture, it seemed that he was going to kill him, and he knelt down with a "plop" and begged loudly for mercy.
"What about you, are you wronged or not?" Quan Yangjian pointed his gun at Wang Zhanhu and asked coldly.
"Taijun, I'm wrong! I don't know what a sniper rifle is?" Wang Zhanhu was so frightened that he was so frightened that Quan Yangjian pointed his gun at him and knelt down behind Lin Zhijiang with a plop, shouting that he was wronged.
"Humph, I've made you feel unjust!"
Inu Yang Ken's eyes flashed with a ferocious light like a beast, and he pulled the trigger.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two gunshots were fired, and Lin Zhijiang and Wang Zhanhu were shot in the head. White brains and blood gushed out of the gun holes, and two wisps of innocent souls curled up into the sky.
Until their death, they both could not solve the mystery that haunted them: "Who killed us?"
"Gu..."
When Inukai Ken raised his gun, Baba Koji thought he was just scaring Lin and Wu. He didn't think that as a novelist, he would kill people with his own hands.
He could not have imagined that it would be very scary for the novelist to become violent.
By the time he reacted and tried to dissuade him, it was too late.
Li Shiqun and Wu Sibao were of course very excited. They finally got rid of Ding Mo Village's biggest helper. In the future, the action team will be their own.
Ding Mocun was hit by Quan Yangjian's two shots and felt sad: "In the eyes of the Japanese, Chinese lives are really worthless. Lin Zhijiang has also worked for you. At least give it a trial, even if it is locked up for three to five years."
ah."
"Oh, that's not very polite."
Quan Yangjian beat Lin Zhijiang and Wang Zhanhu to death. The fierce glare in his eyes disappeared, he threw the gun away, clapped his hands, and sighed.
"How good at pretending!" Lu Chaosheng witnessed all this and cursed secretly.
"Director Ding, Director Li, Deputy Captain Wu, come with me to meet Lin Sang." Quan Yangjian said.
"Yes." Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun responded.
"I remind you that Lin Sang has just signed an agreement with me to build a Haoshou health care product branch. He is a good friend of our Japanese people. If he is not satisfied with today's events and no longer invests in building a factory, I tell you, I
I will kill you. Do you understand?" Inukai Ken said coldly.
"Yes, we understand." Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun responded.
"Is the magic of money so powerful? You killed two people for a businessman, and you still want me to apologize?" Ding Mocun sighed inwardly.
When Ken Inukai led everyone to the Shibuya River office, Lin Chuang was lying on the sofa and groaning.
When Wu Sibao saw it, he felt happy: "Xiao Ming really knows how to act, what a big deal, does it hurt so much?"
"Lin Sang, I have killed Lin Zhijiang and Wang Zhanhu to vent your anger." Quan Yangjian met Lin Chuang and sold it first.
"Sir, advisor, I don't accept this favor." Lin Chuang asked Shibuya River to straighten himself up, and said calmly: "They are the two of you who want to get rid of them. Whether they are dead or not has nothing to do with me. I don't want people to misunderstand me.
, thinking that the two of them died because of me, then everyone in the Secret Service will still hate me to death."
"No, no, no, Boss Lin is worrying too much." Ding Mocun said quickly.
"Really?" Lin Chuang asked back, "Does Director Ding not mean what he said?"
"I am absolutely telling the truth. Boss Lin will be the most distinguished guest of the Secret Service from now on." Ding Mocun said quickly.
Hearing this, Inu Yangjian cursed Lin Chuang secretly: "This little fox!"
He thought about it and realized that it was Ding Mo Village who ordered Lin Ming's arrest, and it was Ding Mo Village who wanted to punish Lin Ming. It seemed that Lin Ming's tone had to be blamed on Ding Mo Village.