"Deceive, too much!"

French Concession, St. Mary's Hospital.

In the ward, Zhang Xiaolin hung up the phone with a gloomy expression.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"The lord wants to kill!"

"Amount"

"Ah Fu, give you ten minutes, help me call someone."

"Yes, how many people."

"A thousand."

"Now?"

"Right now, ten minutes, tell the people below, if you can't do it, then give up the position to those who can do it, if you can't do it, then wait for death, the Japanese won't even let us sell drugs, wait for starvation to death."

"Yes, sir, do you really want to do that?"

"They forced it to do this! Why do we lean on the Japanese and carry the infamy of traitors? ”

"It's not just to have something to eat!"

"Now that you are not allowed to eat, you still want my life, and you want to kill me again and again, it is really too deceitful!"

"If we don't have anything to eat, what are we doing on our knees?"

"The clay man still has three points of anger, and he is really easy to bully. Okay, I'll give you the insight to rise too. ”

Three minutes later, outside the hospital.

Thirty members of the Operations Section led by Sasaki have arrived here.

Sasaki complained silently in his heart.

If the commander of the agency is decisive, the last order is to kill Zhang Xiaolin, why do you need this operation?

In terms of chance, the last assassination of Zhang Xiaolin was defenseless, and it was easy for them to kill him.

If it weren't for the last order of the organ commander to be wounded, how could Zhang Xiaolin dodge a shot and be fine? If you just make up two shots, you will definitely die.

It's hard to do one more time.

Of course, he also understands that the director of the agency may not want to have a complete confrontation with Fujita Kazuki, after all, Zhang Xiaolin is Fujita Kazukiyo's person, Fujita Kazukiyo has a lot of power, and the director of the organ will have to work in Shanghai in the future.

But according to Sasaki's idea, kill and kill, Fujita Kazukiyo will not be happy if he is not happy, what can a Nakasaki do?

The commander of the organ is a dignified lieutenant general, and the commander of the military police is only a major general, and a lieutenant is not worth mentioning.

If the soil is fertile and the round organ dominates all Chinese affairs, it should crush everything.

Now it's finally back on track.

"The speed of action should be fast, retreat immediately after killing the target, do not entangle with the Chinese, let alone with the people in the patrol room, and quickly retreat here to evacuate."

In the event of an accident, it is free to exit and return directly to the station. ”

"Hey." The members of the action team nodded.

"Let's go."

Sasaki waved his hand, and everyone moved.

The Operations Section of the Kwantung Army's Soil Fat Circle Agency, the elite of the elite, all of them are masters of action, veteran agents, killing a gang, even if someone protects it, it won't be difficult, Sasaki is sure.

The hospital is very quiet at night.

The capital hospital can only be seen if there is money, and most people look down on it, and under the premise of this article, the status of doctors is high, so who has nothing to do to work overtime at night and make up for sleep during the day?

So there really aren't many people in the hospital at night, except for one or two doctors on duty, patients who are not emergency patients will pick the day when the doctor is on duty to come to dispense medicine.

The only security guard was dozing off, and Zhang Xiaolin's bodyguard, who was expected to appear on the first floor, did not see it, and the intrusion of the action team members was very smooth.

According to the results of the last investigation, Zhang Xiaolin will rest in the special care ward on the fourth floor, and there are no less than ten bodyguards in the corridor in front of the door, and these people are the biggest obstacle to this operation.

In fact, the members of the 30 operations department went out, and it was not difficult to kill these dozen people at all.

However, Sasaki still divided the people into groups according to the three groups of attack methods of the head of the agency, and carried out the orders in place.

Stepping on the fourth floor and looking at the corridor on the fourth floor, Sasaki felt that this smooth operation was a little too smooth.

Although they hadn't arrived at the ward yet, they hadn't seen a single bodyguard sitting on a stool in the hallway, was this a little too weird?

"Zhang Xiaolin is gone?"

"Wouldn't it? How did he get discharged from the hospital with this injury? ”

"I don't know, go check it out."

It's impossible to think that Zhang Xiaolin was discharged from the hospital in one day, but a single bodyguard is gone, and it is impossible to say that they all walked away.

Sasaki frowned and took out his gun, and quickly approached the ward with the footsteps of the people from the Operations Department.

Standing in front of Zhang Xiaolin's hospital room and looking at the planned action team members in white coats and camouflage, it looked stupid.

You don't need anything, just open the door.

With great vigilance, thinking about what conspiracy might be hidden inside, Sasaki gave a wary look, and a member of the action team kicked open the door, and the team members next to him made a tactical move, and aimed in the house with a rolling gun.

Empty.

There is no conspiracy at all.

"No one."

"What about people?"

"What should I do?"

Sasaki touched the quilt, warm.

"They know? Ran away? ”

"Will it be next door?"

"Check it out."

The squad moved quickly, kicking open the wards on the left and right.

"No one."

"No one."

"Go on, look for it!"

"No one."

"No one."

Doors were kicked open, and no one was occupied.

Looking down one ward after another, Sasaki's eyes changed from doubt to fear.

There is a fact that makes people feel shocked when they think about it, there is no one in the entire four-story ward of St. Mary's Hospital.

No patients, no nurses, no doctors, just them!

"Withdraw!"

Sasaki roared, and at this moment he even remembered some of the ghost stories of hospitals circulating in the Japanese countryside.

The people in the Operations Department are a little frightened, the most frightening thing is the unknown, there is no one, this has to be put on the battlefield, it is a proper trap.

Everyone knows in their hearts that they must run out, and only when they run out can they be safe.

The faster you come, the faster you go.

I really ran out.

In just two minutes, everyone ran from the fourth floor of St. Mary's Hospital to the door, and ran back to the starting point of the operation, which was where their car was.

It's time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at some of the houses around that were still lit and the street lamps, the violently beating hearts of the people in the Operations Department eased.

Only then did I think about the anomaly just now.

Wonder.

"What did you say just now?"

"What about the people in the hospital?"

"They must be hiding, even if they know that we are coming, it will only be a moment away, and it is impossible to run far."

"yes, could it be on the third floor? They hid from the fourth floor to the third floor? ”

"Do you want to go back and see?"

The main journey to the fourth floor just now looks like a trap, but in fact it is not a trap, which makes them really unable to figure it out.

After discussing it for a while, most people felt that it would be more rational to forget it, this anomaly was too conspicuous at night, so it would be more rational to give up for the time being and look for a better assassination opportunity.

Not many people are willing to face an empty hospital.

It's scary.

"Then I'll go and call the director, and if he agrees, we'll go back."

Sasaki walked to the public phone booth on the side of the road.

Stuff in a coin and start dialing.

And at this moment, Sasaki heard a dull sound, quite slight, but quite clear, this is a very strange sound, I have never heard it before.

Sasaki pressed the stop button on the phone and listened carefully.

Click, click, there was a sound in two or three seconds, as if at the end of the street, and as if it was on the street.

It seems to be on the left, and it seems to be on the right.

Sasaki frowned.

Click, click.

It's the sound of percussion, and after Sasaki listened carefully, his eyes finally heard it, and this dull and messy sound must be a percussion sound.

"What is it?"

Such a heavy sound at such a late hour, it seems to be becoming clearer and clearer, what is the hell knocking?

Soon, Sasaki looked at the end of the street with a glaring eye, and the hand holding the earpiece trembled unconsciously, and he didn't need to guess what the sound was.

I saw that in the direction of the end of the street, men of different ages and clothes were wearing clothes or bare upper bodies, all holding a wooden stick, walking towards them expressionlessly, approaching them.

Lifted and landed, the sticks seemed to have a rhythm, hidden in a certain rhythm, in their hands very regularly clicked on the ground, snapping, dull sound from far and near.

Two or three seconds, smack, two or three seconds, smack.

The face is expressionless.

Sasaki couldn't tell how many people there were, and there might have been a few at the end of the street at first, but after a few seconds, it was clear that more people just didn't appear in his eyes.

I don't know how many people are following those people, I don't know, I don't know, I can't count them at all.

Uncountable!

Dozens, hundreds, thousands!

More and more people appeared, and the entire wide road of the French Concession was congested, with only expressionless faces and wooden sticks in their hands.

Smack, smack.

Sasaki felt his heart beat to the sound of these people's tapping, and he reacted and hurriedly looked back at the street.

Smack, smack.

I don't know when, there was also such a group of people.

Expressionless, holding a wooden stick, tapping.

Sasaki's people began to gather, and everyone noticed that something was wrong, and watched the movement with serious expressions.

Kwantung Army, elite troops, elite departments, action teams, thirty people, armed with guns, strong force.

But these two groups of people who have sprung up at both ends of the street, thousands, or even tens of thousands, although they are armed with wooden sticks, who dares to say that they are not powerful?

"What should I do?"

"To fight or not?"

If you really fight, the bullets will definitely not be enough, even if you stand and kill them, you won't be able to kill them all, the Japanese swallowed nervously.

If the bullet is finished, then it will definitely be dead.

No one wants to die here.

Sasaki thought for a moment, raised the muzzle of the gun and shot into the sky.

Syllable.

"If we get any closer, we'll shoot!"

The threatening words were accompanied by a stern tone, and Sasaki expected some kind of change from the person on the other side.

But the rhythm of the opposite side has not changed, the percussion is still the same, the pace is still the same.

It's close, twenty meters.

At this moment, the whistle of the patrol room came from far and near.

"What do you want to do?"

The patrol officer of the patrol room shouted to the members of the Green Gang and walked quickly to Sasaki's side.

Three patrol officers.

"What's the matter with you guys?"

Sasaki's expression was relaxed, and according to the rules, the patrol room came forward, and this matter could basically be suspended.

"We'll just go out shopping, and who knows, that's it, these people don't mean good to us."

"Shopping, shopping, you bring guns? To tell the truth? The man who patrolled the house asked.

"It's really shopping, we're going to go." Sasaki couldn't have admitted that there had been an assassination, just smiled and nodded.

"How are you going to get there?" The patrolman glared at him, frowned, and said, "Get the gun down, I'll send you out, don't make trouble for me in the future." ”

"This" Sasaki's man frowned slightly, and he was shot, very insecure.

"Hurry up, do you want to bring a gun, you have a reason to come? If you don't leave it to you, it's none of our business to die. ”

The patrol waited and waited, looked at the Japanese ink, turned around and left.

"Wait." Sasaki stopped: "We'll hand it over, you send us out." ”

"Hurry up."

When the gun was handed over, the patrol man walked up to the Green Gang and began to speak, and then the Green Gang passed by him and continued to move forward.

The faces of the people patrolling the house did not change, and they continued to speak and persuade, and the people of the Green Gang continued to move forward.

Sasaki's complexion changed and he became angry.

But the gun is gone!

Smack, smack, the stick arrived, the man arrived.

When there was no way in, the stick began to beat people.

Crackling, screaming, and scolding were particularly clear in the streets of the French Concession in the middle of the night, but none of the houses on both sides of the street dared to open the door.

Someone's house lights come on and then turn off more quickly.

The screams didn't sound for long, and it was estimated that they couldn't be heard.

But the stick continued to be wielded, apparently not achieving its goal.

Hundreds or thousands of people formed a circle, and they were beaten inside, but unfortunately, they could not be seen outside.

There was a car parked at the entrance of the hospital, and on the car were Zhou Qinghe, his lover Zhuang Hui, and the patrol who was trying to persuade him just now.

"Good work."

Zhou Qinghe was kind to the patrol, "If the French have an opinion on you tomorrow, you tell Zhuang Hui, and Zhang Xiaolin will help you explain it when the time comes, if you don't do it well, you can tell me, British and American Concession, you want to be a detective, I will help you arrange it." ”

The patrol officer smiled sensibly: "Thank you, sir, don't worry, the French asked, that is, I found them because I thought they were shooting and disturbing the people, and it has nothing to do with Miss Zhuang at all."

Collecting guns is also to stop shootings, guns are too dangerous. ”

"Okay."

There is no need for Zhou Qinghe to say superfluous words, and collecting the gun is nothing more than reducing casualties.

Zhang Xiaolin's temper is still very big, and if he is fat and round, he will definitely be beaten to death.

It's just to make his subordinates pay the price, it's really unnecessary, how dangerous is it for the Japanese to hold guns?

With a little arrangement, this man will not be injured or die.

After waiting for a while, watching the whole scene, and when the others dispersed, Zhou Qinghe went to find Zhang Xiaolin and asked him to be careful recently, it is best not to go out, and pay attention to your diet.

"Pick up the mud and bones on the ground and throw them on the Hongkou Bridge."

Since Tu Feiyuan wants to tear his face with him, the card in his hand can be played.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Zhang Xiaolin can be regarded as having a bad breath tonight, but his face is full of red light.

Zhou Qinghe went home to rest, and it didn't take long for him to receive a notification call from the duty room of the military police headquarters.

Check the body, find traces according to the documents, find the house and enter.

A phone call to Kagesa.

"Ying Zuojun, I helped you find your goods, the address is for you, you can see if it is something you lost."

Kagezo had already fallen asleep, and was surprised to hear this.

Kazuki Fujita is really really helping him find something?

Tu Feiyuan told him that everything was made by Fujita Kazukiyo, and in Shanghai, he had no hope that this goods could be recovered.

Since it was Fujita and Kiyoshi who robbed his warehouse, how could it be possible to return the goods to him again? How can this be so weird.

Shadow Zuo took his men out of the house, no matter what, millions of goods, since they have found it, they will definitely get it back.

Stations of the Operations Section.

Ying Zuo was still a little embarrassed when he saw Zhou Qinghe, but he still greeted him with a smile: "Fujita-kun, help me late at night, it's too hard." ”

"Just sent a little clue to the door, and I found a batch of drugs."

"Who stole it?" Kagezo was curious.

"You see what you're going to do first, right?"

Kagesa nodded, since Fujita and Kiyoshi sold Sekiko, then he looked at things first, and his heart was relieved when he saw it.

"Yes, that's right, it's this batch of goods, I didn't expect it to be really recovered by Fujita-kun." Kagesa was very happy.

Now there is a question, whether this is stolen by Tohi Yuan, or stolen by Fujita and Kiyoshi, knowing that he cooperated with Tohi Yuan, and then sending it back to do the game in fear, it's hard to say.

"Bring up the owner's things." Zhou Qinghe beckoned to the gendarmes behind him.

The gendarmes handed over a box.

As soon as Ying Zuo saw that it was a document, he picked up a copy, but he twisted his hand, how did he feel that it was still slimy and a little red.

"What is this? Blood? Kagesa sniffed his fingers with a surprised expression.

"Maybe." Zhou Qinghe said casually.

What the hell is like this, God knows.

"Possibly?" Shadow Zuo frowned and didn't understand, so he opened the document and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Manchurian Kwantung Army.

"Fujita-kun, this"

"Don't ask me, I don't know why there are things in the owner's house of this document."

Zhou Qinghe raised his head at the box with a smile: "And the owner of this house is quite hospitable." ”

Shadow Zuo flipped over when he heard this, Manchuria, Manchuria, Manchuria, all from the same place.

"Fujita-kun, thank you." Shadow Zodon's head.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Help Ying Zuojun find something, it's just the duty of the gendarmerie, let's go, you can handle the rest yourself, Ying Zuojun?" ”

"Okay."

"Farewell."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe left, Ying Zuo's expression sank, Tu Feiyuan was playing him outright this time.

The key is that he was fooled, so he looked stupid.

At that time, if he really did something to offend Fujita, he would get on the thief ship of Tufeiyuan, and this batch of goods would not be recovered.

"It's so shameless"

Well? Ying Zuo's eyes suddenly widened, it was broken, he asked Tu Fei Yuan to kill Zhang Xiaolin, in case Zhang Xiaolin died, Tu Fei Yuan said that he instructed him, then Fujita and Qing must be angry, he is not a human being.

"Fujita-kun, wait!" Thinking of this, Kagezo hurriedly went out to catch up.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qinghe paused.

Ying Zuo smiled slightly: "I have a message to tell Fujita-kun, I received news that someone seems to be going to assassinate Zhang Xiaolin, this matter, I think Fujita-kun you can pay attention to it." ”

"Really?" Zhou Qinghe's expression of surprise, then nodded, and said with a smile: "Thank you, but I also have news to tell Ying Zuojun that just an hour ago, Zhang Xiaolin was assassinated, and fifteen minutes ago, thirty corpses were thrown on the bridge in the HK area." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Shadow Zuo's face changed slightly, the plan of the soil fat circle failed, and the people were all dead?

"It's true." Zhou Qinghe nodded, "Their documents are in your hands with Ying Zuojun, you can count them." ”

Ying Zuo was stunned for a moment, and looked down mechanically, it was very sticky, Yaga, he finally knew what the hell was on it.

(End of chapter)

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