Seeing the Japanese officer at the door, Hu Biao was very nervous. He decided to strike first, and was about to get rid of this person to prevent future troubles, when suddenly! This person's face was grim and he reprimanded loudly in Chinese, word by word: "You...... Repair of water pipes...... Don't sit ...... Lift! ”

Hu Biao's heart suddenly relaxed, this person must have regarded himself as a worker repairing water pipes. However, he was wearing a short coat and a canvas bag, and from the outside, he did look like a worker repairing water pipes.

He walked out of the elevator with a smile on his face, and the Japanese officer walked into the elevator with a glare.

After stepping out of the elevator, Hu Biao straddled the canvas bag over his shoulder, and at this time, the smirk on his face had disappeared, replaced by a grim face.

He walked briskly forward, following the position he had seen beforehand, to the door of Okamura's apartment. The door is made of solid wood, although it is not strong, but the use of a gun may arouse the alarm of the people inside, Hu Biao immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door, and said in a low voice: "Is anyone there?" I'm here to inspect the water pipes. ”

There was a sound of footsteps on a cord inside, and as soon as the door opened, the * in Hu Biao's bag immediately sounded, and the half-shuttle 9 mm * catapulted into the chest of the person who opened the door, knocking her into the air, and then falling heavily into the corner of the room, turning into a mess of flesh and blood.

When she fell, Hu Biao saw that it was a woman in a nightgown. Mistaken! This person must be Okamura's wife, or his lover or something.

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and Hu Biao's body instinctively flashed backwards, only to see Okamura, who was wearing clogs and kimono, brandishing a coocha slash.

Okamura is a kendo master, and when he slashed, the strength and precision were extremely high, and Hu Biao was caught off guard, and the * in the canvas bag was cut to the ground, and at the same time, the hilt of the knife also cut a deep cut in his chest.

The room was cramped and crowded, Okamura was dominated by thorns, and Hu Biao's arm was cut a few times, the flesh and blood had broken open, blood gushed out, and the whole body was already like a bloody person.

Hu Biao picked up the chair and smashed it at Okamura, Okamura swung his knife to block, taking advantage of this time, he quickly pulled out the pistol on his waist, and shot Okamura several times with a bang, the big-eyed puff was huge, the bullet hit Okamura's chest, he shook a few times and then fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out, and the whole room smelled of blood. Coupled with the gunfire just now, the gendarmes quickly broke in. Hu Biao didn't dare to stay in the slightest, and endured the severe pain, he rolled out of the window and crawled down the water pipe.

It was raining again, and the glass windows of Okamura's apartment were wide open, the curtains were dancing in the wind, and the two bodies of Okamura and his wife were lying on the ground, and the rain outside was drifting in, and it was very desolate.

……

Hu Biao covered his bleeding wounds and walked out, and on a stormy night, he stumbled and stumbled, and there was a chaotic whistle in the building, and the gendarmes must have found out about Okamura's stabbing.

He didn't dare to stay, but his body didn't obey the call, and he couldn't help shaking when he walked.

The cold wind was biting, he felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, Hu Biao knew that this was a manifestation of his blood loss, he touched the cross on his chest, this cross was given to him by Pastor Sean when he was in Burma, and Pastor Sean told him that this can lead the way to light.

Hu Biao's eyes suddenly appeared in front of Pastor Sean's kind face, and then, Zhu Jingxing, Lao Bazi, Chen Xi and others flashed in front of him one by one, and his mind appeared in the war years in Burma, and in an instant, he returned to his hometown in Shandong, in front of the low farmhouse, where he was currently grinding pancakes, and his father was hooking his waist and smoking a dry tobacco pouch......

"Damn, am I going to die here?" Hu Biao seems to have heard that people will see what they have done in their lives before they die, isn't that exactly what happened just now? He clutched his wounds and staggered down.

……

The death of the Okamura couple caused quite a stir in Shanghai.

It's not that Okamura is noble, but that the couple was assassinated in the Broadway building under strict precautions by the Japanese, which is unacceptable to the Japanese.

Judging from the investigation at the scene, there were not many traces of fighting in the house, the other party used American* and pistols, and did not rob any property, basically killed with one shot, and it was obvious that a professional killer did it.

Ouyang Huizi frowned after seeing the scene, the killer was too ruthless, blood stains and * sprayed everywhere in the house, and the whole house was shrouded in a bloody smell.

"Yaga! What exactly do the guards of the gendarmerie eat? Do you just let the enemy in? Ouyang Huizi scolded, completely ignoring the face of the gendarme commander present.

However, after she scolded this, although the captain of the gendarmerie was angry, it was not easy to refute, after all, this was something that happened under his nose, and the military police Shaozuo of the dignified army was actually killed in his own home, and the murderer has not been discovered so far.

As for the investigation of the case, although the gendarmerie is known for its ruthless methods, it still has to rely on the major intelligence agencies for its clues, and it is naturally not easy to refute Ouyang Huizi's words in person.

The commander of the gendarmerie had no choice but to order an investigation and punish the people involved.

Ouyang Huizi's anger was not just because Okamura was killed, one Okamura didn't matter to her. She was angry at the current situation, and at present, the safety of Japanese officers in the core of the Japanese occupation zone cannot be effectively guaranteed, so how can we continue to realize the common prosperity of Greater East Asia?

This was a bad omen and a bad start, although Ouyang Huizi and all the Japanese officers were reluctant to admit it.

……

Okamura's death caused a stir not only among the Japanese, but also in the traitor circles. Shortly after Okamura's death, Wang Jingwei's authorities sent a letter and telegram expressing condolences, and Zhou Fohai, Ding Mocun, Wang Maocai, and others expressed their regret over Okamura's death.

But in private, they are all planning another way out, and no one really cares about the death of a devil.

In the evening, Wang Maocai left Xiao Daiyu's apartment on Sima Road, got into a car and went straight to his Shikumen building on the Bund.

Wang Maocai has been a little tired of playing with Xiao Daiyu recently, except for coming here to drink some wine and incense a tube of soil, there seems to be no place for entertainment. Wang Maocai's own words are, "Women, that's it, no matter how beautiful your face is, you get tired of it." ”

In recent days, Li Shiqun's wife, Ye Jiqing, is quite fond of him. This woman is different from the gentleman in the apartment, there is no rouge and tackiness on her body, but she reveals the charm of an adult woman, dressed modernly, and behaves elegantly.

That night, he excused himself and said that there was an urgent matter, so he left Xiao Daiyu's apartment and went straight to Ye Jiqing.

The car stopped at the gate of Shikumen, Ah Qiang and two five big and three thick men were waiting in the car, and Wang Mao walked in by himself.

As soon as he entered, Miss Ye, who was wearing glass stockings and cheongsam, put her arms around his neck. This is Ye Jiqing's rare initiative, Wang Mao picked her up on a whim, and went straight to the sofa......

After a burst of clouds and rain, Miss Ye was naked on Wang Maocai's chest, her index finger drawing a circle on his chest boringly, while Wang Maocai was smoking a cigarette, sipping tea, and enjoying it.

"Commander, you are really a real hero!" Miss Ye suddenly whispered.

Wang Maocai smiled slightly, and said in a flirtatious tone: "Sample, do you know how good I am?" Lao Tzu's golden gun will not fall for another ten years. ”

Ye Jiqing pushed, "That's not what people said. What people say is that you do what you say, and he is a big man who stands up to the sky! ”

"That's right, I said I'd take good care of you." Wang Maocai said proudly again.

"This is nothing, the most important thing is that when you talk about helping the warriors take revenge, you really do what you say, this is what the big husband did. Commander. As he spoke, Ye Jiqing put his head on Wang Maocai's chest and made a happy look of satisfaction.

Wang Maocai frowned when he heard this, "What kind of revenge do you say?" ”

"Is it about killing the Okamura couple? I've heard that Okamura is about to be transferred back to Japan, and if you can kill him before you do, you can take revenge on Shiqun. Ye Jiqing smiled slightly.

As soon as he heard this, Wang Maocai's face changed suddenly, and he pushed Ye Jiqing away and said, "Damn! It's a bad dish, isn't this what Lao Tzu did? ”

"What?" Ye Jiqing didn't expect Wang Mao to change like this, and he was also surprised.

Wang Maocai hurriedly got up, grabbed the pants and clothes on the ground and put them on randomly, "It's bad, it's bad, even you think that Okamura was killed by me Wang Mao, so don't the Japanese think so?" I came to you today? It's really yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants. ”

He was talking to himself, and at the same time, he was dressed in a panic, and finally after making a fuss, he rushed out of the door.

At this time, Ye Jiqing, who was wearing a scarf, smiled slightly, and looked at Wang Maocai's distant back with a contemptuous and confident smile.

Back in the car, Ah Qiang and a few people were smoking, Wang Mao pulled the car door and said in a hurry: "Let's go, go back to Sima Road!" ”

Seeing that he looked flustered, Ah Qiang didn't dare to ask more, so he immediately urged him to drive.

After walking for a while, Wang Maocai frowned, and he asked Ah Qiang: "Ah Qiang, you said that this Okamura was killed, will the Japanese think that we did it?" ”

When Ah Qiang heard this, he immediately became alert, and he was surprised: "Commander, isn't it you?" ”