Tan Zhihai and Xu Jiyuan flew back to Jiangbei overnight, and now these two people have become grasshoppers on the same line, where can they still take care of the open and secret fighting.

It is said that the high-level thunder was furious, Ma Jingsheng and Ye Junsheng were severely criticized, if Liu Ziguang escaped from prison and then poked out, it is really not something that can be solved by taking off the black gauze hat, especially Tan Zhihai, who was originally guilty of meritorious service, and if there is a serious mistake again, not only will the political future end, but I am afraid that there will be a prison sentence.

So both of them came up with all their solutions, Tan Zhihai is a bureaucrat, what he is best at is to deceive his superiors and subordinates, secretly crossing Chen Cang, Xu Jiyuan is an agent, and he is more skilled in business matters, after they came to Jiangbei, they mobilized the local armed police detachment and special police brigade, searched and arrested, and soon news came that traces of fugitives were found on the barren beach on the bank of the Huai River.

The Jiangbei police attached great importance to it and dispatched to round up the people, but they could only act as a periphery, and the first line was the special forces directly under the relevant departments that arrived by plane, a Chongqing-made MP5 submachine gun, a 95 automatic rifle, a Kevlar helmet, and infrared night vision goggles.

The battle started in the middle of the night, the sound of submachine gun fire resounded through the night sky, mixed with the roar of 82 recoilless guns, at half past one, the wheeled infantry chariots of the military subdivision came to help in the battle, and the 25-mm machine guns fought for a long time.

When dawn came, the battle was finally over, and the exhausted warriors dragged out a corpse that was not human, and the head was beaten into a rotten watermelon by bullets, not to mention the appearance of men, even it was difficult to distinguish between men and women.

The armed police and criminal policemen on the periphery all cheered and jumped for joy.

Tan Zhihai and Xu Jiyuan jointly reported to their superiors that Liu Ziguang, a prisoner on death row who escaped from prison, was ineffective in his persuasion and stubbornly resisted, and was shot dead by the armed police who participated in the war, ending his criminal life.

……

When the news reached Beijing, it was business as usual, as if it were just an insignificant ant dead.

In Melbourne, at the estate of Sir Howard, the majority shareholder of Reto, a banquet was held with unprecedented pomp, and Thorpe congratulated Sir with champagne: "Your Excellency, your plan has succeeded. ”

"Yes! It's good to have a drink for this. Sir raised his glass reservedly and said, "The Chinese are arrogant and arrogant, and the things of the ancestors have forgotten everything, Richard, this gift is for you." ”

On the table is a blue cloth thread-bound book, and the four official Chinese characters Thorpe certainly know, "Thirty-six Strategies".

"It's called killing people with a knife." Howard raised his glass triumphantly.

……

The criminal police team, colleagues took the photos of the scene to discuss, suddenly Hu Rong came over with a gloomy face, everyone was speechless, Hu Rong glanced at the photo, saw the shoes on the deceased's feet, and suddenly his eyes lit up, this is not the shoes he sent to Liu Ziguang, and the color of the pants is not right.

"There were not many casualties during the fighting." Hu Rong asked.

"Our police in Jiangbei can only stand aside, but it seems that there are no casualties, at least our doctors and medical supplies have not come in handy, and the major hospitals have not received the injured afterwards." A detective replied.

Hu Rong suddenly understood, and left with a sneer.

"Yes! With Liu Ziguang's marksmanship, he has to put down seven or eight of them. The detective said, touching the back of his head.

Of course, Hu Rong would not share this secret with anyone, she walked out of the office, and the sky outside was unusually bright.

"I hope you are happy." Officer Hu silently blessed.

……

Huaqingchi Entertainment Center, closed for rectification today, there is a huge portrait in the hall, which is a black and white photo of Liu Ziguang, with four big characters on it "Yinghua peerless", and wreaths are all over both sides.

In addition to Lin Guobin's father and son at the apex, friends from Jiangbei Road came, Scar brought his daughter-in-law and children, and Pi Tiantian from the provincial city brought a group of brothers to pay tribute to Liu Ziguang's heroic spirit.

"Brother Guang, go all the way." Zhuo Li sprinkled the wine in his hand on the ground.

Hundreds of men dressed in black behind said in unison: "Brother Guang, go all the way." ”

Liu Ziguang's body was not claimed, and his distant relatives did not want to cause trouble, so Zhuo Li went to get it for cremation, and the cemetery was selected in Jiangbei Cemetery, and the feng shui was very good.

His household registration was cancelled, which was personally handled by Wang Xing of the police station, and Liu Ziguang ceased to exist legally and legally.

……

On a Panamanian-flagged freighter bound for the Philippines from Shanghai, Liu Ziguang and Fang Fei stood side by side on the bow of the ship, watching the waves for thousands of miles, the sunrise over the sea, the sea breeze, and the seabirds soaring, a charming scenery.

"Fang Fei, why don't you go with ***." Liu Ziguang asked.

"I'm going to be with you."

"Silly girl."

"Come, open your arms and close your eyes." Liu Ziguang had a whim.

Fang Fei chuckled and really opened his arms: "Are we going to learn from Titanic?" ”

Liu Ziguang hugged her affectionately from behind: "Do you feel like flying?"

"Stinky scoundrel, where are we going?" Fang Fei closed his eyes and asked with a happy expression.

"Death paradise." Liu Ziguang said.

……

Western Sadamoa, San Juan, the general election in full swing has finally come to an end, under the supervision of international organizations, the Liberal Democratic Party led by José narrowly defeated the Western Sadamoa People's Liberation Front led by Martin, José will ascend to the prime minister's throne and begin a five-year term, while Martin will end the post of prime minister of the interim government, whether he will go into exile or live in San Juan, that is an irrelevant question.

Prime Minister Martin declared the election null and void, asked the Supreme Court of Western Sadamoa and the Parliament to form a joint investigation team to thoroughly investigate election fraud and refused to relinquish power.

On the same day, a large-scale demonstration broke out in San Juan, thousands of people poured into the streets to protest, demanding that Martin step down and punish the ** officials.

At about 8 o'clock in the evening, Martin announced that he would leave the wilderness and go into exile in England.

At this point, José finally took power, and San Juan reveled all night long, and the free people released fireworks to celebrate the victory of His Excellency José.

When the news reached Beijing, Ma Jingsheng and Ye Junsheng were all cheered up, and the pro-China Jose became prime minister, and the problem that he was worried about could be easily solved, although he couldn't get the shares of Wood Iron Mine, but the Australians couldn't get it either, and this round was not too ugly to lose.

The Chinese government sent a congratulatory message to the elected Prime Minister José.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning in Greenwich Mean Mean time, José was still dressed in front of the mirror, today was the most important day of his life, and at ten o'clock sharp, he would be canonized by His Majesty the King in the royal palace and become the Prime Minister of the Government of Western Sadamoa.

A black tuxedo, a white shirt and a silver gray tie, striped pants, and a standard European-style dress made Jose's already burly figure even more magnificent, he put on white gloves and a top hat, picked up a cane, and admired his heroic posture left and right, and his heart was magnificent.

"Father, it's time to go." His son Fidel walked in, and today he was also handsome, with a white military dress, a golden ribbon, and a golden tassel of his saber, and he was going to accompany the new prime minister to the palace as the king's chamberlain.

The prime minister's pomp and circumstance is very large, twenty-four guard motorcycles, lead cars, guard cars, photography and video cars, guard cars, a total of more than ten cars, all luxury European imported cars, Jose couldn't help but be proud when he saw it, Martin, the kid spent public money to buy a luxury car that didn't last long, or cheapened himself.

Jose's car was a black Mercedes-Benz S600, the driver in white uniform opened the door, José and his wife kissed goodbye, boarded the Mercedes-Benz, and his son sat in the co-pilot's seat, Deputy Prime Minister Alfonso. Perez followed in another Mercedes, and the convoy slowly set off towards the palace not far away.

The weather was fine today, the streets were cleaned, there were not too many vehicles on the roads, the lazy people of San Juan did not start their day until after nine o'clock, the convoy drove slowly along the main road, José sat in the car, full of emotion, he had been in the ambassadorship for decades, he had been dormant for a long time and finally soared into the sky, and he really had to thank him for his time in China, where he learned political struggle, learned how to lie without blushing, Broad and profound oriental culture! It is my inexhaustible treasure.

José was so fierce that he didn't notice the inconspicuous Volkswagen sedan on the side of the road, which stood so out on the morning road.

In the distance, on a residential building, a white man looked through a telescope in the direction of the motorcade, and when José's car approached the Volkswagen sedan, he pressed the radio detonator in his hand.

With a loud bang, half of the convoy was blown into the sky, and the whole of San Juan was awakened, and people were horrified to see smoke and fireballs up to 100 meters high, and the glass within 500 meters of the explosion was shattered, and the trees seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and they fell to and side.

The sirens sounded, and the fire brigade and police arrived at the scene within ten minutes, but it was too late, José's body could not be found, and his son Fidel, a dozen loyal staff members, and more than 20 police guards were killed along with him.

Fortunately, Deputy Prime Minister Alfonso. Perez narrowly escaped, but he was also slightly injured, his face was covered with blood, he waved his fist and said: "This is a murder, a political murder, Martín killed His Excellency José, we want to avenge him, long live the free people." ”

José's death infuriated the citizens of San Juan, and the originally neutral army chose to be loyal to the new government, and Prime Minister Perez did not choose to go to the palace to be canonized, but proclaimed himself prime minister of the government of Western Sadamoa next to the bomb crater with the code and the Bible in his hand.

His first order was to hunt down Martin, the executioner who caused the tragedy.

Although Martin was out of the field but did not leave Western Sadamoa, his supporters engaged in a heated exchange of fire with the police who had gone to arrest him, and later that day Martin announced through the radio at his disposal that the culprit of the explosion was Alfonso, a man who was a spy for the Americans.

Western Sadamoa is once again plunged into civil war,