In the Special Higher Police office, Wang Xing was pacing back and forth. Ever since Hu Junjie rode his bike to the Special Higher Police, the two of them exchanged glances upstairs and downstairs. He was waiting, waiting for the news that he had killed that person. That person was extremely dangerous. Every time he was with him, he felt a thorn in his back.
That wretched man, whether it was his physique or the way he walked, there was no trace of training on him. Moreover, there was no one in the Special Higher Police who did not know about this Adjutant Cheng. He had never participated in field operations, never participated in training, and had never touched a gun.
In short, Cheng Xiaofeng was just a civilian who was used to sitting in an office. Although he was extremely dangerous, he was powerless. Any hooligan could take care of him.
However, Wang Xing did not dare to be careless. The experienced and cautious Wang Xing asked Hu Junjie to find an extraordinary assassin. It was Smiling Buddha, one of the three top assassins of the Qing Gang. When Smiling Buddha was young, he became one of the Eight Great Vajras of the previous generation of the Qing Gang because of his Kung Fu and his courage to fight and kill. As he grew older, he no longer attacked easily. However, once he attacked, the other party would not be spared. Currently, he was one of the four pillars of the Qing Gang. He had a high seniority and status, but he was far away from the core of power. He was free and happy.
Wang Xing and Smiling Buddha had a close relationship. In his early years, Smiling Buddha had killed an official of the national team. It was Wang Xing who had saved him. The two of them had become close friends. The Qing Gang and Shanghai Station had long been in cahoots. This time, in the name of eliminating traitors, he invited Smiling Buddha to come out of seclusion.
However, there were three requirements. First, they must not lead the trouble to the Qing Gang. Second, they must not have anything to do with Wang Xing. Lastly, there must not be more than three people who knew about it.
Smiley Buddha accepted the task helplessly. He knew that Wang Xing, Hu Junjie, and himself were already three people. Wang Xing wanted him to do it himself. Forget it, doing it this time could be considered as repaying Wang Xing for saving his life in the early years.
Smiling Buddha's understanding of the target of this assassination was introduced by Hu Junjie." A Japanese translator, Chinese, naturalized Japanese citizen, unshaven, vulgar, most obvious characteristic is a pair of bow-legged legs. He will appear on the way to the military police at 3 or 4 p. m., based on the phone number.'
Damn it, he didn't even recognize his ancestors. He deserved to be killed! Smiling Buddha did not feel any pressure to personally execute this scum of the Celestial Dynasty. He also understood that Wang Xing had faked his surrender. A few days ago, he had really wronged this Wang fellow.
" Alone, no guards, no guns, no car, and no strength.'
This guy didn't pose any challenge at all. Damn it, he hadn't killed anyone for three years. Could it be that he wanted to kill someone just because of this lousy thing? It wasn't worth it!
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The phone in front of him rang, interrupting Smiling Buddha's thoughts. After answering Hu Junjie's call, he calmly walked out of the phone booth, the sharp knife hidden in his wide sleeve.
After passing through two alleys, it was that road, the quiet road where the shooting had happened ten days ago.
Smiling Buddha looked around. There were almost no pedestrians on the road. The alley he was in was relatively narrow and easy to hide in. Someone would definitely pass by the alley.
He stuck his half-naked head out of the alley and looked in the direction of Zhapu Road. He estimated that it should only take a few minutes.
However, time passed by bit by bit. He had taken out the pocket watch and put it in many times. Half an hour had passed.
Damn it, what information? This commander was too unreliable. He should have climbed to the top by now!
Just as Smiling Buddha was about to give up, a traitor came from the direction of Zhapu Road with a hurried expression. When Smiling Buddha saw his bow-legged legs, his eyes revealed a cold light and he slightly leaned into the alley.
The sun was scorching hot, but the alley was cold!
The Smiling Buddha was indeed a famous killer. Even though he had not fought for three years, once he had the intention to kill, a murderous aura was faintly emitted.
The traitor was only focused on hurrying on his way and did not notice the danger in front of him. Just as he passed by the entrance of the alley, a gust of cold air came from the side.
In his terrified eyes, a cold light flashed. Before he could shout, his throat was slashed by the cold light and a blood sword was spat out.
He subconsciously covered his bleeding throat. However, a sharp blade pierced his heart, making him lose the strength to cover his throat. He collapsed weakly in the corner. Even in death, he did not see who killed him!
Smiling Buddha was still as agile as ever. He was still decisive in his killing. After he was done, he dragged the corpse into the depths of the alley, took out his ID and threw it into the sewer. Then, he quickly left the scene!
It had only been a minute!
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Hu Junjie returned to the investigation team and hid in his office. He stared at the phone in front of him. Even though he waited for a long time, the phone rang just as he expected. He immediately picked up the phone, and only two words came from the other end."It's done." His tone was full of disdain, obviously dissatisfied. To the Smiling Buddha, using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken was a disgrace.
Hu Junjie let out a long sigh of relief. The five gold bars that should have been given out could be put back into his pocket. He was very wise not to immediately fulfill his promise to Cheng Xiaofeng and delayed this generous gift for a few days. Otherwise, it would be a waste.
He picked up the phone and asked for Wang Xing's office number, Special Higher Police Line 11.
"Deputy Team Leader Wang, the task you requested has been completed.”
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Wang Xing hung up the phone and said fiercely in his heart,"You're still too inexperienced to fight me!"
He almost had the urge to go to the archives immediately. He was too eager to read the " Closing Report on the Attacks on the Special Higher Police and the Military Police ", as well as the physical evidence and files. With this evidence, he was confident that he would be able to find out the truth about the Special Team 5.
This was the first stumbling block that Wang Xing had cleared since he joined the Special Higher Police. This stumbling block that hindered him from investigating the Special Higher Police Unit 5, this stubborn stone that lay in his heart, he could show his subservience in front of that wretched person and even show his weak side. However, just as his opponent relaxed, he launched a fatal blow.
He seemed to have found the imposing manner of the previous Shanghai Station Chief. Special Team 5 will definitely dig you out. Whether you are hiding in the Military Police, the Special Higher Police, or the Army Headquarters, as the price for assassinating me last time, I will make all of you submit to me! If you want to resist, I don't mind moving you!
Boss Dai, you're really vicious. In order to make the Special Team 5 give themselves away, you actually forcefully issued an assassination order against me. If it weren't for my luck, it would have been a one-time kill.
Now, I've already died once. I'm not the one in charge of Shanghai anymore. Only I, the old fox, can control the Japanese, Juntong, and Qing Gang.
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Wang Xing stood quietly in front of the window and looked at the vast city. He had the aura of a superior looking down on the world.
He shuddered and warned himself to keep a low profile and endure, not revealing any inappropriate emotions. He began to look down at the Special Higher Police compound, waiting for the good show that was about to be staged in the compound.
If news of someone as important as Cheng Xiaofeng getting into trouble spread, the higher-ups would definitely be shocked, and the entire Special Higher Police would be mobilized. However, as time passed, the Special Higher Police compound remained as calm as ever. People came in and out without the slightest hint of nervousness or panic.
Sigh! It must be because this Smiling Buddha was too efficient. He probably cleaned up the scene so well that no one would notice it for a while.
Just like that, Wang Xing was looking forward to it. He wanted to call Hu Junjie to confirm the situation, but his rationality told him that at this moment, he should not act rashly.
Time passed slowly. The sun in the west made Wang Xing sweat profusely. At the same time, it also made him feel a little uneasy.
People began to walk out of the main gate with their bags in the courtyard. The Special Higher Police had started to get off work, but the news had not yet arrived.
He couldn't wait any longer. He adjusted his emotions, but he still couldn't suppress his nervousness. Just as he walked out of the office and closed the door, his phone rang. He immediately rushed in and grabbed the phone.
"Deputy Team Leader Wang, this is Matsuta!”
"Ha Yi! Chief!"
"The police station called just now. They said that a male corpse was found in an alley on the road where you were assassinated a few days ago. His throat was slit and they suspect that it was a translator from some department. Is Cheng Sang back?"
"Reporting to Chief, there is no one!"
"No, hurry up and go! Immediately bring the intelligence team to the scene!"
"Ha Yi!"
When Wang Xing put down the phone, he heard the sound of running coming from the corridor. The sound of running was mixed with the sound of running. Wang Xing's face, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally revealed a sweet smile. However, this smile only lasted for two seconds. When he rushed out of the door, his face was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
As the sound of running flooded into the courtyard, the engines of the various vehicles began to roar.
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"Deputy Team Leader Wang, Yi Zuo, you guys take my car!”Yuta Matsuta rushed downstairs at an incredible speed and roared at the operations team leader and the intelligence team leader.
The three of them squeezed into the car, and Yuta Matsuta shouted at the driver,""Hurry up, hurry up!"
The moment Matsuta Yuta's car rushed out of the courtyard like the wind, a long and sharp braking sound came from the road, followed by a bang!
Everyone in the courtyard looked at the door in shock! Something happened to the car!
When the people in the courtyard rushed to the door, they saw a three-wheeled motorcycle crashing into the chief's car.
Daisuke Ozaki of the Military Police jumped out of the car and was about to curse, but when he saw that it was Director Matsuta's car, he suppressed his anger and bowed. Then, he turned the sidecar to the side and pulled someone out.
Everyone saw the wretched face crawl out of the sidecar, one hand covering his head. It seemed that the brake was so sudden that the person's entire body crashed into the sidecar due to inertia.
When Daisuke Ozaki helped the man out of the car, everyone present could see the man clearly. The man's face, which was covered in porcelain teeth from the pain of the accident, looked even more wretched and unbearable.
The three people who got out of the car were almost petrified, especially Wang Xing. His eyes were fixed on the unforgettable and wretched face. His face was already pale and he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
"Cheng Sang, you're not dead!"
"Chief, aiyo, this is almost like death, aiyo!"
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The director did not go to the scene. He first asked the adjutant to send Cheng Xiaofeng back to the mansion. Then, he prepared some medicine and fruits to visit.
The Intelligence Team, the Operation Team, and the Detective Squad continued to head to the scene.
In the depths of the alley, there was a male corpse covered in blood. Wang Xing and Hu Junjie looked at the corpse on the ground and were speechless!
The male corpse was still wearing a Japanese combat cap. His appearance was indeed a little wretched, but he was still a hundred times more handsome than Cheng Xiaofeng. He was wearing a black silk jacket, a pair of baggy military pants, and a pair of high riding boots!
Wang Xing stomped on the boots and cursed,"Damn it, wearing riding boots on such a hot day! I'll let you wear riding boots!"
"Deputy Team Leader Wang, calm down!" Hu Junjie quickly pulled Wang Xing back. He understood Wang Xing's anger very well at this moment! So was he. No matter how normal a person was, if they wore riding boots and baggy pants, they would also be suspected of having bow-legged legs.
"Deputy Team Leader Wang, don't be angry. This is Translator Zhou from the military police. The murderer is very cruel. We have to work together to find the murderer!”Iza Akira had already communicated with the military police and roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.
"Yes, yes, Team Leader Izo is right. Finding the murderer is our top priority!”Wang Xing suddenly realized that he had lost his composure just now.
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After the director left with the group, Cheng Xiaofeng sat up and made himself a cup of tea. He was deep in thought.
Translator Zhou's death today was indeed too strange!
When he walked past the alley, he could smell blood. There was a pool of blood at the entrance of the alley. After looking around, he squatted down to check the degree of condensation of the blood. It should have been around half an hour ago.
The trail of blood pointed to the depths of the alley. They searched along the trail of blood and found Translator Zhou's body. The gun and money were still there, but the documents were missing.
He examined the corpse and determined that the time of death was around 30 minutes.
Translator Zhou had been stabbed twice, both in fatal positions. The incision was neat, and the throat and carotid artery were cut in one cut, making the victim unable to make a sound and quickly lose consciousness. A knife pierced through the gap between his ribs and hit his heart, completely cutting off his life force. This was a veteran killer. His movements were clean, steady, accurate, and ruthless!
At that time, he didn't hesitate and immediately called the police to deal with the scene while he searched for the murderer nearby.
Following the intermittent signs, they quickly found the public phone booth. The last time they investigated the scene, they had already found the surrounding phones clearly. In the phone booth, he smelled the faint scent of blood again. The existence of that scent meant that the murderer was reporting the results of the murder here after killing. The number that was dialed might be the mastermind.
Translator Zhou had countless reasons to be killed. Being a traitor was the biggest reason, but why did he appear on the path that he had to take? Who was the murderer?
If he hadn't met Uncle Ho at the cinema, he would have passed by around that time and seen the murderer.
Did he kill Translator Zhou for her to see? Or was this purely an accidental assassination?
Tomorrow, he would check the call records of the telephone class. The call made by the telephone booth would be the answer to the mystery.
After making up his mind, when he picked up the teacup again, he realized that the tea had already turned cold.
Just as he was about to add some hot water, there was a commotion outside the courtyard. Cheng Xiaofeng laughed. It was the military police. It was probably Daisuke Ozaki who had gone back to add fuel to the fire.
It seemed that it was rare for them to stop tonight!
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