Situ Xiaoyan and Ouyang Kai planned to rescue Chen Zikun, but they were not stupid enough to go directly to the patrol house to rob the prison, but chose another plan.

That is to attack the western capture, to create a false impression to the concession authorities that the murderer has not yet been brought to justice, this method was conceived by Ouyang Kai, since he was a child, he is familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War, thirty-six strategies, he is complacent about his own scheme, Situ Xiaoyan also expressed strong support, planned for a while, and the two of them hurriedly dispatched.

The two jumped out of the back wall of the Jingwu Society, called a rickshaw and went straight to the concession, Ouyang Kai wore a black silk shirt and pants, Situ Xiaoyan was a black Xiangyun gauze dress, which was not conspicuous in the night, and came to the old gate patrol room near the main road, and the two waited patiently.

It didn't take much effort, a white man in civilian clothes came out of the patrol room, hurried away, Ouyang Kai and Situ Xiaoyan exchanged glances, quietly followed, and followed the man into a dimly lit alley, Ouyang Kai covered his face and pounced, quickly put him to the ground, pulled out a dagger and put it on his neck, but hesitated at the moment of the knife.

After all, he has never killed anyone, faced a living life, and has no grudges against himself.

The white man was frightened for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, and begged the other party not to kill him: "Spare my life, I will give you everything, money, pocket watch, ring, you see, this is a picture of my daughter, she is only four years old." ”

Ouyang Kai hesitated even more at this time, he couldn't stab the hand with the dagger, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, so he said viciously: "Lao Tzu specializes in killing patrols, I killed the two dead ghosts the day before yesterday, let you go today, go back and tell them, be careful when you go out." ”

The foreigner nodded like pounded garlic.

Ouyang Kai took the dagger, glanced at Situ Xiaoyan, who was hiding at the entrance of the alley, turned around and left, the white man got up in embarrassment, suddenly pulled out a revolver from his waist, gritted his teeth and pulled away the hammer and was about to shoot at Ouyang Kai's back.

It was too late, and a piece of broken tiles flew down from the roof, hitting the foreigner's wrist, and the bullet hit the wall next to Ouyang Kai, and the piercing gunfire immediately attracted the attention of the patrol on the street, and the siren sounded when he landed.

Ouyang Kai was also clever, and when he found that the matter had failed, he pulled Situ Xiaoyan and fled quickly, and two minutes later, the brigade patrol was busy closing the road and searching, but found nothing.

The two failed killers were still out of breath after returning to the Jingwu Society, the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes and the complexity of society were beyond their imagination, and it was late at night, in order to avoid suspicion, the two went back to sleep with a full stomach.

A few minutes later, Liu Zhensheng also returned to the Jingwu Society.

……

The old gate patrol house blew up the nest, Locke and Laubertson were still cold, and the inspector Houghton, who had just arrived from London, was attacked again, and if it weren't for his resourcefulness, he would have become a cold corpse in the alley by this time.

After returning to the patrol room, Horton poured three glasses of whiskey in a row, barely calmed down, and told his colleagues about what had just happened, it turned out that Locke and Laubertson died at the hands of the Chinese assassination gang, and this case is no longer a simple criminal case, but can be classified as a political case.

The patrol officers went out in a big way to arrest many suspects who wandered around the night, and the cells of the patrol room were full, and there were not enough prisoners, but there were still new suspects being arrested.

The next morning, new information came that a pawnshop in the concession had received a gold watch with the name of the murdered police officer Laubertson engraved on the case.

At the time of the crime, Natasha was the only witness, and the wanted warrant issued by the patrol was based on her confession, but she didn't expect this Russian bitch to steal Laubertson's belongings.

The patrol routinely interrogated Natasha, only to learn the shocking news that Locke and Labour had not died at the hands of some mysterious Chinese Assassin, but had died of jealousy and cannibalism.

As for the reason why the two patrols died at the hands of the Assassins, it is also very simple, it is because Natasha took Laubertson's wallet and gold watch, and out of possession of these possessions, she fabricated a fictitious killer, tall and fierce, this person easily killed Laubertson and Locke, and robbed them of their possessions.

Although it is a little unbelievable, it is not groundless, at least the patrols who have been to the scene of the crime have this idea, Rock and Laubertson, the two sons of bitches, do look like they killed each other.

As a result, the case fell into a puzzle, with witnesses claiming that the two died in the fire, and someone claiming responsibility for the patrolman's death, and the inspectors were confused and had to hand over the case to the police department.

Locke and Laubertson, the two inspectors, were both policemen recruited from England by the concession authorities, and those who were willing to go to the colonies on errands were usually scoundrels who couldn't get along with the locality.

After they died, no one felt sad, and such a hard detection was only because of the white man's self-esteem, but since it was two white people who died for a bitch, not at the hands of the lowly Chinese, then this matter is another matter.

The chief inspector of the police department reported the case to the Ministry of Industry Bureau and the consulate, and the above also felt that the trouble was too big and affected the prosperity of the concession, since it can have a decent explanation to the Europeans, then quickly close the case, as for the various doubts in the case, let him go to hell, Shanghai is not London, not the case can be solved, the most important thing is to maintain prosperity, arresting people all day long to make people's hearts unstable, and the daily losses are tens of thousands, which is unbearable for the Ministry of Industry Bureau.

Those suspects who are caught in can just let them pay some money and let them go, and the patrol house can also generate a sum of income.

Natasha, on the other hand, is in a cell and will soon be charged with theft.

She was lying in her cell, but her mood was extremely relaxed, and the scene of last night came to her mind.

A Russian named Andrei came to the door, using his family stranded in Russia as a threat, forcing himself to be like this, although Natasha is a weak woman, but she has also been in Shanghai for a few days, how can she give in, she found the boss Petrovich to make the decision for herself, how do you know that the boss and this Andrei actually met, and told herself that if you want to see your family, you will honestly cooperate with Mr. Vasilyevich.

So, Natasha had to do as he said, deliberately pawning the gold watch to attract the attention of the patrol, and then retracting her confession.

In any case, a storm finally subsided, and Inspector Horton, who was almost killed, was puzzled and approached the inspector general to ask how to explain what the Chinese who attacked him that night.

"Houghton, this is not London, but Shanghai, not everything has a reasonable answer, maybe those Chinese want to use this to show off." The Inspector General shrugged his shoulders and gave him a plausible, unsatisfactory answer, the Inspector General had an expensive cigar in his ashtray with a portrait of King George V on the back, but Horton felt that the Inspector General was not at all loyal to the King, and did not even look like a real Englishman.

Perhaps Shanghai's bright lights can change everything.

……

The case ended quietly, but those wrongfully arrested are still in their cells and need to pay a bail to be released, or they will be prosecuted on other charges and sent to Tilanqiao Prison.

For a while, the patrol room was overcrowded, and it was full of people who paid bail, and Chen Zikun was released in a daze without even waiting for the court.

It turned out to be Mr. Sun Wen's bodyguard Huang Luyao who came to pick him up, and after paying the bail, he was taken out of the patrol room.

Five minutes later, an Oldsmobile car stopped at the door of the patrol room, and the famous prostitute Jianbing on the fourth road came to bail Chen Zikun with a banker ticket.

After another ten minutes, a well-dressed Chinese man came to the patrol room in a rickshaw and handed over his business card, which turned out to be Nong Jinsun, the secretary general of the Jingwu Sports Association, who had also come to bail Chen Zikun.

Half an hour later, a Russian also came to bail Chen Zikun, and when he heard that the person had left, he quickly left the patrol room.

Horton was very curious, and consulted Chen Zikun's file, this suspect was arrested by the Russian team of the International Chamber of Commerce, six inches tall, it is said that he has a gunshot wound on his body, which is completely consistent with the characteristics of the murderer, and it is strange that he was mixed in a large number of prisoners and was not arraigned, and there were three groups of people who came to bail him, and their identities were different.

Connected to the Russian prostitute, Horton felt that the case was really confusing, but the truth seemed to beckon to him not far away.

……

A villa on Molière Road in the French Concession, covered with green trees, full of flowers, Sun Wen stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the south from afar, with a solemn expression, and there was a stick of incense on the incense table in front of him.

Chen Zikun was brought over by Huang Luyao, stood five meters away, and said softly: "Prime Minister, people have brought it back." ”

Sun Wen turned around and smiled slightly: "Zikun, the taste in prison is not good." ”

Chan said: "Thank you Prime Minister for your rescue. ”

Sun Wendao: "Before doing this next time, it's best to think clearly, you are shouldering the mission of the country and the nation, even if you sacrifice, you must sacrifice worthwhile." ”

Chen Zikun nodded, noticed the incense case, and said suspiciously: "This is?" ”

"Yin Weijun sacrificed ......" Sun Wen's voice was low and filled with deep sadness.

This sentence is like a thunderbolt in Chen Zikun's heart, and it has only been more than ten days apart, so how can it be separated by yin and yang.

"Revolutionaries must face sacrifice at any time, and the martyr Weijun died for the revolution, and her death is great and glorious, and we must always remember her." Sun Wen said sadly.