Chapter 63: Halloween Horror

Ruan Bo, the sergeant of the third office of the public security department of the Shanghai Municipal Police Station, together with other colleagues, was in charge of the perimeter security of the Japanese Songhu Garrison Senior Officers' Club during the Midyear Festival. At midnight on August 14, all kinds of ritual utensils, ghost masks, an astonishing number of lotus lanterns, paper money, etc. were present. The attitude of the Japanese towards death is different from that of the Chinese, especially for the soldiers who "shatter jade" for the country, and they believe that if they donate their lives on the battlefield, they will become gods after death. Therefore, this kind of water and land ritual to commemorate the war dead does not have too much sad atmosphere, but is a bit similar to the temple fair of the Chinese, the carnival of Western countries.

At three o'clock in the morning of the 15th, sixteen monks, eight Taoist priests, and eight nuns also arrived at the scene, along with them all kinds of wooden fish, Luo Bao and other portable magic weapons. Ruan Bo and several sergeants stepped forward to search their bodies separately, found Li Zhiyong, and whispered seven words: "Ten halls of Yama, the king of the wheel." ”

Li Zhiyong gestured with his eyes to understand. Another sheriff yawned and said, "Okay, don't be so serious, a bunch of monks and Taoists, what is there to search, and besides, there is a Japanese pipe in it." Get on in. ”

Ruan Bo said with a smile: "Old Wang, don't be lazy and slack, these ninety-nine worships have been worshipped, and this is almost this trembling." Let's go to the top and say: There is no trivial matter about the imperial army. ”

Li Zhiyong followed the crowd into the garden and followed Dao Yan to the altar that the Taoist priest was in charge of. He looked around, but he didn't see any masks or paper statues of the Ten Halls of Yama. I was wondering, I saw a dozen or so pasting craftsmen in green clothes and white hats carefully carrying the paper statues of the Ten Halls of Yama that were more than two people tall and couldn't be hugged by one person into the garden, and placed them in the four corners of the garden. These statues of the Ten Halls of Yama were first made of wooden strips to build a shelf, and then pasted with dark paper, and in order to stabilize the dìng, the feet of the statues were also placed with heavy bricks. Some have hideous faces, and some have long beards and clean faces. The statue of the Wheel King was placed next to the nun's altar fifty or sixty meters away from the Taoist altar. Several Japanese military policemen in civilian clothes ordered the pasteurs to leave the scene, and then separately inspected the papers. But the statue is handmade and seamless, and they can't open the statue for inspection on the spot, isn't that a joke? Fortunately, the police officers in charge of perimeter security have already checked once.

Dao Yan commanded Li Zhiyong and the others to set up the altar, it was already three forty-five o'clock, and the four o'clock ritual was about to begin. The monks and Taoists all tidied up their clothes and were ready. Li Zhiyong put down the gong in his hand and quietly slipped out from the side. Dao Yan, who was wearing a black embroidered gold gossip robe and a tall seven-leaf Dao crown, frowned, thinking that Li Zhiyong had gone to the toilet at this time, and secretly scolded: The lazy donkey grinds and urines a lot, and it really can't get on the big table. But there is nothing that can be done. Fortunately, after a while, Li Zhiyong slipped back quietly without being noticed, and he was still carrying a small yellow cloth package in his hand, with a few paper-cut longevity characters pasted on the outside of the package, which seemed to be props for Jiao. Dao Yan was a little strange: I didn't let this surnamed Li take anything, could it be that he was taking the sheep by hand? But this is too bold, in case the imperial army finds out, it will be returned! As soon as you have your hands free, ask him immediately.

At four o'clock in the morning of August 15, the sky was slightly bright, and the Ping'an Jiao officially began. In the melodious chanting of monks, Taoist priests, and nuns, the Japanese military and political dignitaries who presided over the sacrifice appeared on the stage one after another, and the guests who watched the ceremony also arrived. After more than half an hour, the first round of chanting ended, and the prayer began to be read. A Japanese man in a black kimono with a two-fold mustache ascended to the central altar and pulled out the memorial to be read. This person was none other than Yanagawa Heisuke, the head of the Japanese occupation forces in Songhu.

Li Zhiyong made a gesture and motioned to start moving. Xie Chengxin jumped off the altar, opened the yellow cloth package, and threw a grenade at the rostrum! In the earth-shattering loud noise, gunsmoke rose up, and everyone who was caught off guard scattered and fled for their lives. Many people rushed into the club auditorium for refuge, and Li Zhiyong threw a grenade into the auditorium, and many people fled again amid the crying.

Li Zhiyong led four of his subordinates to take the guns in their hands, threw off their robes, and pulled off the fake buns, which contained the same gray shirts and black trousers as the plainclothes guards at the scene. Separately ran to the paper statues of King Equality, King Taishan, King Qin Guang and other statues, and shot at these statues, and the gasoline in the statues "boomed" and ignited a fire! Many people fled to the rockery in the center of the garden, and Xie Chengxin threw a grenade at the rockery!

Some of the crowd fell to the ground groaning with injuries, some cried, and some shouted, "Guards, arrest the assassin!" The operatives of the Shanghai station aimed at these soldiers who wanted to organize resistance and opened fire! Li Zhiyong saw at a glance that Dao Yan, whose limbs were trembling, was holding his head and wanted to get under the altar to dodge, he turned around and shot two shots, Dao Yan stepped on all fours a few times, and saw Yama Luo in a daze.

Li Zhiyong ordered everyone to retreat, and several people retreated while fighting. The guards at the scene had already reacted and set up resistance, but seeing that they were outnumbered, everyone could not evacuate safely. Xie Chengxin threw the last grenade at the guests who came to watch the ceremony, most of these guests were literati, women and children, some were orphans of the families of the "jade martyrs", and some were celebrities from all walks of life who were specially invited to whitewash the peace. These people were already so frightened that they were huddled together, and after the grenade exploded, all kinds of stumps and broken arms were visible, and the timid had passed out, trampled by those who ran for their lives, and died for life!

Li Zhiyong's voice was like a bell, and he shouted a few times: "Don't mess up, everyone run to the west gate!" ”

The subordinates echoed: "Quick, run to the west gate!" There are no assassins there! ”

More than 100 people in ignorance rushed to the west gate together, and the guards couldn't stop it, for fear of hurting the VIPs, and they didn't dare to shoot at will, so they could only try in vain to stop everyone with their bare hands. Seeing that everyone was about to get out of the scene safely, several shrewd gendarmes rushed to the front and tried to close the iron fence gate. Seeing that the iron gate was about to close, he was about to be locked up in the garden and couldn't escape, and only two of the four subordinates ran out, Xie Chengxin was nowhere to be seen, Li Zhiyong had nothing to do, and shot at the military police who closed the door! Two gendarmes fell next to the fence gate, but Li Zhiyong also became the target of the public, and several guards found the target and rushed over. At this time, an officer at the scene shouted: "Catch him!" Keep your mouth alive! ”

Suddenly, the gasoline in the two statues of King Chujiang and King Guangming, which had not exploded before, in the garden was also blown up! The mushroom cloud that rushed to the sky was mixed in: "The general is dead!" General Yanagawa was killed! The guards were startled, and most of the people who intercepted rushed back. Li Zhiyong dodged into the crowd and took the opportunity to flee the scene. In a hurry, he only had time to look back, and the scene of Xie Chengxin raising a gun and killing himself came into view......

Outside the Aili Garden, a jeep rushed over, slowing down slightly, and Li Zhiyong and the other three people who successfully escaped the scene jumped into the jeep and disappeared into the morning light.

In the midyear attack that shocked Shanghai, the Japanese side killed nine people, including one Nakasa. The number of wounded was large, amounting to more than 30 people, and General Yanagawa Heisuke was also slightly wounded. Two opponents were killed, one committed suicide, and not a single one survived.

Such a vicious incident did not cause much shock on the 76th. Li Shiqun was a little lucky, and even secretly gloated. Yamawaki Masataka and other senior military generals complained a lot about the Japanese secret service headed by Ono Heiichiro and the Nanjing Wang Jingwei government secret service headed by Li Shiqun, and not only reprimanded them many times. I didn't expect such a big incident to happen. What do you think? It is not difficult to see people carrying burdens, and their upper bodies weigh thousands of pounds. After seeing this, the senior military official dared to propose to reduce the number of secret services and reduce the proportion of funds.

The citizens of Shanghai looked at the once splendid Aili Garden and now it was ruined, and they secretly stole fun, little devils, you also have today! Sacrificing the dead? It's good now, so I simply became a revenant together. Some Shanghai citizens also deliberately pretended to be unintentional, passing by the Aili Garden several times and watching this happy scene repeatedly.

Li Shiqun was ordered to deal with the aftermath, and on the one hand, he formed a special team to track down the murderer; On the one hand, he ordered people to set up a fence to cover up the shocking scene. In order not to affect the investigation, Heiichiro Ono allocated a sum of funds, and Li Shiqun, No. 76, was in charge of preparing to rebuild the Aili Garden.

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