A day passed, Zhao Jinghu listened to the report, and with a little patience, he ordered the personnel to continue to monitor and not relax. The next day passed www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, there was still no movement on the side of the Golden Silk Niangniang Temple, and the Sanguang yards were also withdrawn to the concession, and it seemed to be over.

But the development of things is not as simple as disappointing Zhao Jinghu to withdraw his manpower. On the first night, Xu Zhuangshi, Liu Xiaodao, and Chen San went to Fireworks Willow Lane to find happiness, but the next day, only He Zhuangshi came back, only saying that the two were in Gentle Township and would not return until tomorrow.

It is not new for reckless characters to linger in the land of fireworks, and He Zhuangshi's words did not arouse anyone's suspicion. By the evening of the next day, the "masters" who had gone out to ambush and intercept them all returned. Master He Zhuangshi was generous again, and once again called for wine and food to drink and have fun with everyone. Just when these people were drunk and drunk, Xu Zhuang and Xu Xiao quietly left here.

"Cheers, drink!"

"Damn*, I've been out there for two days, and there's no shit."

"Stay for a day, give money for a day, it's best if it's okay, you still want to fight with people?"

"Drink, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow."

Boom, someone fell, causing laughter. But after a long time, these rough billets also noticed that it was not good, and they were top-heavy, and more and more people fell to the ground on the table.

"I'm sorry, guys." A cold voice sounded, and the guy who was still a little sober realized that the hall where the drink was gathering had been surrounded by more than a dozen hooded dadang, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed here.

"You have lost the wind and caused trouble. Zhao Jinghu Zhao Ye said, I can't leave you. The big man who spoke waved his hand, and a muffled sound brought the bullets of death, sending the "masters" who were shouting just now, but now they were dizzy and stumbling, to see the king of Hades.

Under the rapid rain of bullets, the hall was covered with blood and corpses. The occasional dying scream or angry howl disappeared in an instant.

The leading big man swept his gloomy gaze over the scene like a slaughterhouse, waved his hand lightly, and more than a dozen killers retreated in a team, retreating in an orderly manner.

The moon peeked out from behind the clouds, as if observing the place where the flesh was flying, and seemed to pay no attention to it, just staring coldly.

In the cold moonlight, a corpse suddenly moved, and stretched out a hand from below, the fingers slowly curling, and then stopped moving. After a while, another corpse was moving, but the anesthetic and gunshot wounds made it very difficult for the few survivors to move.

At this time, the news of the successful operation has been transmitted rapidly through the telephone, this kind of new gadget may not be aware of the huge role of others, but Chen Wenqiang is installed and used in the strongholds of the Public Concession and the French Concession. The speed at which information is delivered is sometimes the key to the success of a perfect plan.

After getting the news, Xu Anbao had applied for assistance in the investigation documents from his boss in advance, and immediately rushed to the general patrol room of the public concession at No. 185 Fuzhou Road with several plainclothes patrols.

Even though it was night, the chief patrol room of the public concession was still manned by the Westerner patrol officer on duty. Seeing the letter of assistance in the investigation signed by Waltz, the director of the French Concession, the Westerner inspector immediately sent one inspector and five patrols to No. 32 Foch Road with Xu Anbao and others to investigate.

In fact, although the patrol houses in the public concession and the French concession have their own systems, there is still a lot of cooperation between them. Therefore, the Westerner Inspector is also a routine matter, and does not think that there will be any major discoveries.

Contrary to the Westerner Inspector, Xu Anbao was full of confidence, and the plainclothes patrol he brought was all the brothers of Long Xingtang who were inserted in, which made him feel safe and reliable. As long as the Huang Jinrong case is solved, he will be able to go one step further and become the Chinese detective, taking over the prominent position left by Huang Jinrong.

When I arrived at No. 32 Rue Foch, I knocked on the door and shouted, but no one answered. The inspector felt that it was unusual, so he let the patrol enter over the wall and open the gate. When everyone came to the hall, they were immediately stunned by the bloody slaughterhouse.

Xu Anbao's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were glazed. In fact, he didn't know the specific plan of action, only that he wanted to crack the Huang Jinrong case here. Peng Zhen, the patrol next to him, was a close confidant of Long Xingtang, and according to the plan, he took the initiative to squat down next to a guy who had just climbed out of the pile of dead people, and asked loudly: "Who did it, who killed so many people?" ”

Dai Qitian opened his godless eyes, looked at Peng Zhen, gritted his teeth with all his strength and said: "Zhao, Zhao Jinghu, he's so ruthless-"

"Zhao Jinghu-" Peng Zhen repeated loudly so that everyone could hear, "Quick, send this wounded person to the hospital, he said that the killer is Zhao Jinghu." ”

"Zhao Jinghu, bastard." Another faint curse came from the pile of dead people, and there were survivors testifying.

I can't run now. Peng Zhen was secretly happy in her heart, knowing that the plan was finally a perfect success. Now, it is a search, not only the forged letters of Long Xingtang deliberately left by the Xu brothers, but also the inadvertent discovery of Huang Jinrong's body, so as to form a perfect chain of evidence. It can not only explain the reason why Huang Jinrong was killed, but also confirm that the murderer is Zhao Jinghu.

"Xu Tou'er." Peng Zhen got up and called Xu Anbao, who was still in a daze, "Let's see if we look around, after all, the whistleblower letter is very sure that there is such a big bloody case here." ”

"Huh? Yes! Xu Anbao woke up a little, nodded hurriedly, turned to the inspector next to him, and stated his requirements.

At this point, Xu Anbao could no longer have a different heart, and was completely shocked by Long Xingtang's ruthlessness. At the same time, he also fully understood that Long Xingtang helped him to take the throne, which was his creation, but he didn't dare to be pampered and arrogant. Not to mention Huang Jinrong's fate, just the more and more ears and eyes around him are enough to make him dare not talk nonsense.

The inspector who came to assist in the investigation was already as big as a fight, and it was the first time that such a big bloody case had been in the public concession, so it had to be boiled. And Zhao Jinghu, I'm afraid it's going to be finished, and the testimony of the survivors has made him unable to escape.

But there's more to it than that. When Xu Anbao, Peng Zhen and others found the letters and the guns and ammunition hidden in the backyard according to the secret notes left by the Xu brothers, they linked Zhao Jinghu to the Huang Jinrong case.

The sky was twilight, and No. 32 Foch Road was already full of patrols, busy, and began a more thorough search. Not surprisingly, the blood-stained cloth strip left under the flower tree attracted attention, and Xu Anbao's "eyes were like torches" and he saw the strangeness of this flower tree.

Everything went so naturally, and when Huang Jinrong's somewhat decomposed corpse was rediscovered, Long Xingtang's plan to kill three birds with one stone was finally a perfect success.

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