Chapter Eighty-Six: Sniper Success, Morgue

With a muffled sound, along with the back seat of the gun, the bullet had already flown out, hitting the back of Sato's head with heat, almost tearing off his skull.

If you evaluate harshly, Chu Jiao's bullet point is a little high, but it does not affect the result, and it is even more bloody.

There was only an interval of about a second, and Shen Chen also pulled the trigger, and he shot the back of Sato's head. This is not only to ensure that nothing is lost, but there are other considerations.

Sure enough, before Sato was shot, Shen Chen's shot hit a bodyguard, and the blood splashed, and he also fell to the ground suddenly.

"Put away your guns and lie down." Shen Chen quickly withdrew the gun and reminded Chu Jiao.

After sniping, it is in this lively place, so you don't have to take the time to see if the target of the shot has fallen to the ground.

That's unnecessary, for a master, one plus one must equal two; In case of a miss, in order not to be exposed, it will not give you a chance to replenish the gun.

Chu Jiao did as she said, and rolled up the window of the car. From the outside, it is unlikely that you will be able to search such a long distance right away, and secondly, it is pitch black inside the car, and you can't see anything.

Sato fell to the ground, and the bodyguards were in a mess. After checking what was going on, reacting, and then pulling out a gun to search for the murderer, several seconds had passed.

It was just these few seconds that was enough for Shen Chen to step on the accelerator and get on the road unhurriedly, driving away like any other normal car.

By the time Sato's bodyguards expanded the scope of the search for suspicious people and objects, Shen Chen's car had already driven dozens of meters away, and it was even farther away from the scene, who could know that the murderer was in the car?

"Did it work?" Chu Jiao was still a little unsure, although she felt that she had hit the target.

Shen Chen turned the steering wheel, the car turned a corner, and then smiled: "One shot, good job!" ”

Chu Jiao let out a sigh of relief, and her body also sat up.

The car drove into the public concession, and even Shen Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Here, with his credentials, who can stop a car and search?

Besides, the assassination of the French Concession is still messing around, and where is the vigilance of the Public Concession?

"If it's a rifle, it's safer." Chu Jiao took off her hat and threw it to the side, her long hair falling down.

Shen Chen nodded and said, "That's true. Cold sniping from a distance of several hundred meters is not only difficult to prevent, but also safe. Of course, the difficulty of carrying a rifle is a problem. Even if it is divided into several parts, it will at least take a suitcase to fit it. ”

"You have to practice marksmanship, right?" Chu Jiao seemed to remember the joyful killing of one shot at a time on the battlefield, and her eyes flashed brightly.

"Marksmanship is only one aspect, there is still a big gap between sharpshooters and real snipers." Shen Chen didn't mean to pour cold water, but it was so.

"You'll teach me." Chu Jiao was not discouraged, and leaned back on the seat relaxedly.

Shen Chen smiled, this question doesn't need to be answered, because he will definitely teach.

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The assassination of Koji Sato was a heavy blow to the Japanese.

Because Sato seems to be unimportant, he is the main cadre of the old spy Dohihara. He has been secretly wooing and bribing gang figures in Shanghai, preparing to set up an organization composed of traitor spies, in order to achieve the goal of "using China to contain China."

Obviously, the Japanese have realized that due to the peculiarities of the Shanghai Concession, the role of Japanese spies in Shanghai is very limited, and they cannot effectively strike at the large number of ******** lurking in Shanghai.

Therefore, Kenji Dohihara, an old spy and China expert, thought of creating a spy organization like the Central Unification and the Military Unification, that is, the "Shanghai Spy Plan" formulated by the Japanese.

Regardless of whether Shen Chen and Chu Jiao knew the importance of Sato or not, this assassination destroyed the wishful thinking of the Japanese to a certain extent.

No matter how the Japanese gendarmerie and the French Concession patrol house investigate and investigate, Shen Chen and Chu Jiao have already achieved the separation of people and guns, destroyed evidence, and can watch from the sidelines, and they are not implicated.

After killing people, you still have to pay attention to the progress of solving the case, it can only be that your hands and feet are not clean, and you are worried about leaving any traces, of course Shen Chen will not make such a low-level mistake.

Therefore, he didn't even need to stand by and watch.

It's just that there may not be problems in life that can't be solved, but there should be problems that can't be solved. Big and small, life may be spent solving these countless problems.

Putting aside the assassination of Sato, Shen Chen didn't stop for two days, and Cao Bingsheng came to the door and asked for something.

So, accompanied by Shen Chen, the two went to the morgue of the patrol room.

A few Chinese in white overalls chatted loudly at the back of a hall with rows of stretchers, almost all empty.

At the other end of the hall, a ranger sits at a tall wooden table, guarding a dark hallway and registering those who enter.

Shen Chen showed his documents, and someone led them into the corridor, turned into a door, and walked into a secret room. There are small pits on the wall of the room, and at the entrance of each pit hangs a cloth flag with a number printed on it.

A man lifted a cloth flag and dragged out a stretcher that rolled silently on rubber wheels, and a corpse appeared in front of the two men.

Shen Chen saw Cao Bingsheng's hand clenched involuntarily, obviously a little nervous or other negative emotions.

The corpse was surrounded by ice cubes, and there were many clots of blood clots from stabbing and slashing on the waxy face and chest.

Shen Chen's gaze moved to his arm, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and the two hands of the corpse were chopped off from his wrists.

"Twenty-two wounds." The staff member who brought them read a card on the side of the stretcher, "The hands are missing, the face is badly destroyed, and it was found in the river at 7:15 last night." After speaking, he looked at Shen Chen and Cao Bingsheng as if asking.

"It's hard to recognize." Cao Bingsheng seemed to be struggling to recall, and when he got closer, "His face was severely cut. ”

Shen Chen looked at the corpse, there was a wound on the corpse's chest, the edge of the wound was blue, it must have taken a lot of force to pierce it. Moreover, in Shen Chen's opinion, this knife can be completely fatal, and the other wounds-

The corpse's face was completely chopped off, and it was indeed difficult to identify. But when Cao Bingsheng lowered his head sideways and found an old scar near the body's temple, his face changed slightly.

Shen Chen was keenly aware of it, and cast an inquiring gaze.

Cao Bingsheng shook his head and said, "It's not him. With that, he turned and walked out.

Walking out of the morgue, Cao Bingsheng said to Shen Chen: "Ma Sanxiao is a good ear and eye, but he didn't expect to be killed. ”

Shen Chen nodded and asked, "What kind of information did you let him spy on, so as to cause death?" ”