Chapter 3: Killing, Speculation

Fuses are usually divided into reed type and knob type, and these two types of safes have their pros and cons, but at that time, the reed type structure was more used.

After Shen Chen explored the structure, he leaned down, his ear pressed against the door of the safe, held the doorknob with one hand, listened attentively, and used a homemade tool to reach into the keyhole and gently probe.

Time passed minute by minute, twenty minutes passed, there was silence all around, relying on patience and experience, as well as keen hearing, Shen Chen relied on the gadget to figure out the position of the reed stuck on the crossbar one by one. His furrowed brow suddenly lifted, and with a hard pull of the handle, the safe was opened.

As expected, there were documents, banknotes, silver dollars and gold bars in the safe, Shen Chen smiled unceremoniously, opened the lock of the desk, rummaged through the contents of the drawer, and then turned around and walked out.

By now, Shen Chen had achieved all his goals, and he could completely avoid the guards on the first floor and escape through the windows on the second floor. But when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he changed his mind. In order to delay the discovery as long as possible, he decided to kill all the people in the building.

It was a Japanese guard who came up, just the usual patrol. After walking the stairs, he turned right along the corridor, and didn't see Shen Chen hiding behind him at all.

Shen Chen, like a cat, approached quietly, and suddenly made a move, with both fists "double wind piercing the ears", hitting the opponent's left and right temples from behind. Immediately, with a twist of both hands, the Japanese guard's cervical vertebrae made a slight cracking sound and fell silently.

From this guard, Shen Chen found a southern fourteen-year-old pistol, also known as a chicken leg picker, or a Wang Ba box.

Going down to the second floor, Shen Chen saw a figure flickering and disappearing on the right side of the corridor, it turned out to be a Japanese employee going out to the toilet.

When the Japanese employee walked out easily, he suddenly felt a vicious wind in the back of his head, and before he could react, Shen Chen's gun handle had already hit him heavily on the back of the head. In a coma, the Japanese employee had his neck broken, but he did not suffer much.

Shen Chen came to the Japanese employee's office again, and after a little search, he turned away, but there was an extra tweed dress in his hand, wrapped around the muzzle of the revolver. This is the advantage of the revolver, there is no need to worry about the problem of cartridge shell ejection.

The Japanese guard on the first floor was at a loss, and he didn't care when he heard the sound of the stairs, thinking that his companion had finished patrolling, he still sat in the chair and greeted him lazily.

Well! When the Japanese guard heard the response, he couldn't help but relax and turned his gaze away from the staircase.

Shen Chen suddenly turned the stairs and appeared not far from the Japanese guards. As he walked briskly, he fired bullets at the guards with his revolver.

Blocking a gunshot with a pillow or clothing acts like a silencer, again making the sound quieter and the muzzle flame not visible.

After two muffled sounds, the Japanese guard's skull was torn off, and brains and blood burst out. The door of the office building was closed, and it was dozens of meters away from the gatehouse, and Shen Chen's experience was not a problem, and the dull sound of gunfire would not attract attention.

Tidy up, Shen Chen avoided the light in front of the door of the building, jumped out of the window at the back of the first floor, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

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The sky gradually brightened, a round of vermilion sun slowly climbed up from the sky, and in an instant, the glow filled the sky for half a day, and a symphony seemed to be playing in the sky, a loud tune was sent into people's ears, and Shen Chen ushered in a new day.

The looted money and guns had been hidden in a secret place, and the bloody killings of the night had no effect on him. After having breakfast casually on the street, Shen Chen went to work in the patrol room, which was no different from usual.

When he arrived at the patrol room, Shen Chen noticed the difference in the atmosphere, several Japanese catchers had gloomy faces, gathered together to whisper, and Ying Hunt and Hua Hunt were also very serious.

"Toyota Yarn Factory had a fatal case, four Japanese people died, and a lot of money was robbed." There is no need to inquire about it, Ding Huaiyuan, the old patrolman who was patrolling with Shen Chen today, told him what happened, and his expression seemed to be a little gloating.

"Four?" Shen Chen pretended to be surprised and asked, "The Japanese in the yarn factory seem to have guns, right?" Who is so bold as to dare to provoke the Japanese? ”

Ding Huaiyuan pursed his lips and said: "I heard that the murderer is a master, who will fly over the wall and sneak into the office building of the yarn factory to kill people, and I didn't even hear a sound outside." ”

Shen Chen swallowed hard and said with a smile: "Brother Ding, you are telling a story again." ”

Ding Huaiyuan has this problem, he likes to show that he is well-informed, knows everything, and dares to add fuel to some things that are not clear, as if it were true.

"Hey, you stinky boy, dare to look down on me." Ding Huaiyuan tilted his head and glared at Shen Chen, and said, "Bet it?" If I say something false, please drink; If it's true, you-"

"I'll invite Brother Ding to drink." Shen Chen accepted the gambling contract very simply, which was just right for his age of blood.

Ding Huaiyuan laughed, feeling that this meal was drunk with confidence, and his heart was happy and joyful.

Most of the Chinese patrols in the concession were from the vicinity of Shanghai, but about one-fifth were from Hebei and Shandong. The Chinese have a strong sense of region, and Wu Laoliu, Ding Huaiyuan and Shen Chen are all fellow villagers in Hebei, so they are naturally very close. Even Shen Chen was able to be a patrolman, and these two people recommended to seek insurance, and they also made great efforts.

After a day's work, go back to hand in the gun and get off work, as usual. Ding Huaiyuan pulled Shen Chen to leave a little late, just to ask other patrols about the case of Toyota Yarn Factory to confirm that what he said was not false.

Although it is not a true case story, it is roughly the same as what Ding Huaiyuan said. Shen Chen didn't cheat, so he invited Ding Huaiyuan to a tavern to drink, and called Wu Lao Liu.

The tavern is small, but the dishes are delicious and the hot wine is very comfortable to drink.

"Cheers!" Shen Chen was also more excited, his hat had been taken off, and beads of sweat appeared on his head, but what made him feel a little uncomfortable was through the bamboo screen, and the sound of mahjong sliding and laughter kept sounding around him.

"Ah Chen, like me, is an old bachelor, and the whole family is not hungry when he is full outside." A bottle of liquor has been dried, Wu Lao Liu's nose is red from drinking, he stretched out his hand to point Shen Chen, and said with a smile: "I usually pick it very much, but save some money, but today I am generous!" ”

Ding Huaiyuan took out a paper cigarette from the cigarette case, threw the cigarette on the wine table, leaned back on the chair, spewed smoke and wine, looked at Shen Chen with a slightly upturned face, and smiled a little silly.

Shen Chen also smiled and said to Wu Lao Liu: "I'm not like Angkor, drink some wine and hum some songs, and I'm homesick." ”

Wu Lao Liu blinked his somewhat bloodshot eyes, sighed with a wry smile, and the wrinkles on his forehead squeezed even more.

Ding Huaiyuan smirked twice and said to Shen Chen: "Xiao Chen, don't laugh at Lao Wu, don't you also think about your mother and sister-in-law, you even found someone to write a letter to your family a few days ago!" ”