Mid-September 1938, around half past eight in the evening.

The south street of Guhuai City is silent, the dim street lamps basically don't shine anything, the evening wind blows the leaves rattling, and from time to time a few half-yellow leaves fall from the trees, giving people a sense of solemnity, and occasionally a few dogs bark in the distance.

...... stepping, a group of Japanese devil patrols marched slowly along the street in a column, and were pulled out by the street lamps in the distance to pull out a long shadow, and the devil soldier Cao who walked in front kept looking around with a flashlight.

After a while, the devil patrol gradually walked south along South Street.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed from the corner of the street, and walked quickly along the street with his head bowed in the opposite direction to the devil's journey.

Through the dim streetlights, the shadow is of medium height, wearing a low-pressed black top hat and a dark coat. The top hat covered most of his face, and a full beard was faintly visible.

The black shadow moves forward quickly, watching and listening, as long as it finds any movement, it will hide in the dark and observe carefully, and then continue to move forward after making sure that it is safe.

After about twenty minutes, the black shadow came to the West Street of Guhuai City.

Although it was close to 9 p.m. at this time, there were still many restaurants, brothels, tobacco houses and other businesses on West Street that had not closed, and there were still sparse pedestrians walking on the street.

Bursts of aroma wafted from a few food stalls scattered across the street.

Hei Ying came to the vicinity of the famous restaurant "Yanchun Building" on West Street, sat down at a food stall about thirty meters southwest of the restaurant, and asked for a bowl of wontons.

Then, the black shadow looked around carefully, and saw a red cloth hanging on the door panel of the clock and glasses store diagonally opposite the "Yanchun Building", so he relieved his heart and knew that the person who answered him was in place, so he waited patiently.

At this time, in a spacious private room on the third floor of the "Yanchun Building", the three of them were pushing cups and changing lamps and chatting enthusiastically.

At the door of the private room stood two big men with solemn expressions, and there were more than a dozen men who looked like bodyguards on the first floor, sitting at several tables, their eyes looking around from time to time.

The donkey meat dishes of "Yanchun Building" are well-known in Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei.

In the private room, a middle-aged man in a suit sat on the main seat, praising the good taste of the food in the "Yanchun Building" to the two people next to him, while the two people next to him kept complimenting the middle-aged man in the main seat, and frequently toasted him flatteringly.

More than half an hour passed, and the dinner ended. The middle-aged man in a suit, accompanied by two other people, slowly walked out of the gate of the "Yanchun Building", surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards with guns.

Seeing this, the black shadow sitting at the food stall stood up slowly, took out the money still on the small table, and walked east along the street unhurriedly.

Walking to the door of the "Yanchun Building", the group of people who had just come out were subconsciously a little nervous, and the bodyguards held the gun tightly, quickly surrounding the middle-aged man in the middle, and staring at the comer. When he found that the visitor walked by the door and did not stop, but continued to move forward, he couldn't help but relax instantly and let go of the passage in front of the middle-aged man.

The black shadow slowly walked through the door of the "Yanchun Building", walked about 20 meters away, stopped suddenly, turned around, and raised his hand to the middle-aged man and the two escorts who had just been let out by the bodyguards, and then turned around and ran.

Suddenly, the bodyguards were stunned by the gunshots, and when they woke up and were about to shoot and chase, there were dense gunshots from the rooftops in the distance, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly lay on the ground and fired back, at this time, the black shadow that fired the gun had run away without a trace.

After the gunfire stopped, the bodyguards remembered to rescue the person who was shot.

The black shadow ran wildly all the way, and after running out of the sight of the bodyguard, he took a closer look, and saw that there was no one around, so he hurried south, through several alleys, and continued to walk east.

When I came to the vicinity of Courtyard No. 23 of Lanju Hutong two blocks south of East Street, I hid in a dark shadow in a corner, and my eyes patrolled around Courtyard No. 23 without blinking.

After about two minutes, I could make sure that there was no one coming, and I climbed over the wall and entered the yard like a tanuki.

After entering the hospital, the black shadow walked quickly into the main room, took off his top hat, took off his coat, and put it into a small box on the table along with the pistol that had withdrawn the bullet, and then removed the makeup on his face, picked up the box and walked out of the room.

Came to the old locust tree by the south wall of the courtyard, fiddled with the mechanism in the tree hole, exposed the tunnel next to the tree, hid the box in the tunnel, hid the hole, and returned to the main house again.

Putting on the suit hanging in the room, and carrying a small medical box, the black shadow returned to the courtyard again.

When he came to the courtyard wall, he kicked up with his feet, and the black shadow stood on the courtyard wall, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped down, landed on the street very lightly, and ran towards the east street in the thick night.

At the same time, the door of the "Yanchun Building" was very lively, the gunfire had stopped for a while, the sound of motorcycle engines and truck brakes sounded from time to time, accompanied by the sound of rapid military boots landing and running, and a lot of devils and traitor policemen ran around.

In a pool of blood lay two lifeless people on the ground, surrounded by the smell of blood.

There were several Japanese officers and two people in black police uniforms standing next to them, and more than a dozen traitors in silk clothes also stood with their heads bowed to the side.

Nakatani Zaonakasa, head of the Special High Division of the Japanese Gendarmerie in Guhuai City, was furious, slapping the person in a black police uniform in front of him, and kept scolding: "Baga! ”

The one who was slapped was Jiang Lin, the police captain of the Guhuai City Police Department, and it was obvious that Nakatani was very angry that the police team did not protect the assassinated guests.

Two of the three people who were shot died on the spot after hitting the eyebrows, and the other hit the left chest, and there was still a breath, which had been pulled away by an ambulance, and it is estimated that he would not survive.

One of the people who died was a high-ranking official envoy of the North China puppet government in Hebei Province, who came to inspect the work of Guhuai City and prepare for the relocation of the Hebei Provincial Office to Guhuai City in the near future.

"Who did this?" Nakatani Zaonakasa yelled at Lin Tongguang and Jiang Lin, the chiefs of the police department's special services section who were standing next to him, "Search for me, and catch them at one point." ”

"It should be done by the military commander, it's really good marksmanship." Lin Tongguang looked at the corpse on the ground and said thoughtfully.

Lin Tongguang is an old man from the former police station, who has always been committed to dealing with the Communist Party, and has cooperated with both the military and the central government, and is very familiar with some of their practices.

"The whole city is under martial law, and the detective team will act together with the police team, starting on both sides of the east and west streets, and the whole city will be closely searched." Nakatani commanded sharply.

"Hello!" Chen Dabiao, the captain of the detective team, and Jiang Lin replied at the same time.

"The gendarmerie is on hand to help." Nakatani added another order.

"What the fuck is helping, isn't it just surveillance" Jiang Lin muttered to his subordinates as he walked to his subordinates, and Hu Lifeng, the deputy of the police team beside him.

"Be quiet, don't get in trouble." Hu Lifeng whispered to Jiang Lin as he snorted at Diao Yifeng, the other deputy of the team.

Jiang Lin nodded knowingly.

Coming to his team, Jiang Lin began to issue search tasks to several squad leaders:

"Now, all of them are dispatched, Deputy Hu and the third squad will join the detective team to block the city gate, and the others will search the whole city overnight, and they must find the assassin who escaped just now."

"Be careful, I won't spare you if you let the assassins go." Jiang Lin shouted loudly to his subordinates, lest Zhonggu Zao not be able to hear.