Late at night on August 7th, Guan Bingwen drove the milk-white car back to the garage of Xuqing's Apartment. The young man, whose burns on his back had not yet healed, was the first to get out without waiting for Yang's mother to bolt the courtyard door.
Enter the driver's cab, go through the door, and go straight to the basement under Jasmine's guidance.
At the same time, on the stage covered with mats in the basement, Wei Ran, who heard the noise, immediately stood up and turned on the lights in the basement.
"Brother Wei" was almost behind the scenes when Guan Bingwen ran in, followed closely by Mei Xiang, who was wearing a satin pajamas and walked down.
"How is the situation?" Mei Xiang asked drunkenly before she could walk down the steps.
"We were stopped by the Japanese as soon as we left the French Concession."
Guan Bingwen replied with a smile of successful mischief, "They even checked under the car before letting us leave. There seemed to be someone driving a car to follow us halfway."
"Has anyone noticed us here?" Wei Ran turned to look at Mei Xiang.
"Can't hide"
Mei Xiang yawned, "Many people know that I once studied English with Mrs. Huang, and they all know that Mr. Feng and Mrs. Huang are regular visitors to my place. They often come here to play cards and dance. By the way, Mrs. Huang's bones...
.”
"Teacher Huang's ashes have been handed over to Mr. Feng," Guan Bingwen replied immediately.
"I hope Mr. Feng can come out." Mei Xiang sighed, changed the subject and asked, "Back to business, what happened to Ueda's dance partner?"
"She lives in the French Concession"
Guan Bingwen paused and continued, "Since Sister Meixiang told us about Ueda before, my sister was paying attention to him and his female companion at the banquet yesterday.
During the day today, the woman sent someone to my house and invited my sister and me to a private dance she held. According to the person who came to deliver the message, the dance not only invited several well-known artists in the winter capital, but
Prostitutes performed dances, and they also invited two Belarusian dancers who can dance the deer milk dance, and it seems that they also invited the deerskin rock band of Feilu Funeral to perform.”
"Such a big battle?" Mei Xiang raised her eyebrows, "When?"
"Tomorrow evening"
Guan Bingwen said, "My sister and I inquired about it. At the dance yesterday, all the young masters and ladies in his family who had befriended Ueda were basically invited."
"Are you planning to bribe you young masters and ladies?" Mei Xiang asked with a smile.
"Can't"
Guan Bingwen grinned, "It is precisely because of this that my sister and I discussed it and thought that her prom must be disrupted no matter what. After much deliberation, the easiest way is to kill that woman."
"So we only have time tonight?" Wei Ran asked.
Guan Bingwen nodded, "Brother Wei, look..."
"I originally planned to let the mute uncle do this." Mei Xiang also looked at Wei Ran, "Cousin, how about you give me a certificate of nomination?"
"Where does she live?" Wei Ran asked simply.
“Not far”
Guan Bingwen was obviously well prepared, "She lives near the junction of the British Concession and the French Concession. It's not far from here. It only takes less than a quarter of an hour to walk!"
As he spoke, Guan Bingwen dipped his finger in some water in the teacup, drew on the table while explaining, and finally said, "I heard from Manager Davis, who specializes in helping purchase real estate, that her building
The small building was bought in the middle of last month.
When I came to borrow a car from you just now, I passed by and took a look. There were lights on in that house. I guess someone must have lived inside. In addition, there was a big rooster-shaped weather vane on the chimney of that house.
There are two unlit white lanterns hung at the door, which are easy to find."
"Have you agreed to attend the dance?" Wei Ran raised his head and asked.
"Agreed." Guan Bingwen nodded, "My sister and I both agree."
"Don't be late tomorrow, and don't go too early." Wei Ran said, already reaching out and erasing the simple route map drawn on the table.
"In that case, Sister Meixiang, I will stay soon."
Guan Bingwen stood up and said, "Besides, I'll leave the car first, and I have to take my sister and her classmates to the prom tomorrow."
"Go on, be careful on the way back." Mei Xiang yawned after saying, "It's time for me to go to sleep, cousin, please don't wake me up."
"Certainly not"
Wei Ranyi responded with a hint, but did not get up at all. He just watched Mei Xiang and Guan Bingwen leave the basement one after another with a smile.
Wei Ran took out the silver pocket watch in his pocket and looked at it. He gently squeezed the splint on the fracture, then got up and went upstairs to his room. He took out a pair of Oxford boots and two towels, and wiped the soles of the shoes.
After wrapping it, tighten it with cowhide rope to ensure that the towel will not fall off.
This wasn't over yet. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pack of rat poison that Yang's mother said was particularly useful. He mixed it with sesame oil and a few German sausages cut with flowers, wrapped it in a towel and put it in the food box.
inside.
Finally, he took out a piece of black cloth and put it around his face to try. Wei Ran picked up the horseshoe watch on the bedside and set a time. He put a sock on the copper bell on the horseshoe watch, put it in his arms and fell asleep.
The time suddenly reached three-thirty in the morning. With the sound of tapping, Wei Ran immediately woke up, pressed the hammer of the horseshoe watch and sat up.
Setting the alarm clock back to six in the morning, Wei Ran put on a black tunic suit and Oxford boots with the soles wrapped in the dark. Finally, he put on two layers of rubber gloves and used the black cloth in a decent manner.
Covered his face.
When he quietly pushed away and left the room, he found that not only was a lamp lit on the first floor, but Jasmine and Tao Canhua were also sitting there.
"I'll hold the door for you"
As she spoke, Jasmine had already stood up and extinguished the lamp. She called Tao Canhua, who was struggling to keep himself up, to go out together. Under the cover of the night, she quietly opened the fence door a crack.
Without any communication at all, Wei Ran dodged away from the shadow of the small courtyard against the wall and started running wildly.
Although he knew that in the time and space without him, the person who completed this assassination mission would most likely be Cao Mute, who was going to run away with Feng Maoyun tonight, Wei Ran was still unavoidably a little excited.
Of course he was excited. To be honest, the skills he learned from Hongqi Forest Farm didn't have much use in the world he was familiar with.
Not to mention anything else, there are surveillance systems everywhere that require no rest or even blind spots, infrared and even vibration alarm systems, as well as DNA and fingerprint comparison technology, plus satellites orbiting hundreds of kilometers above his head, all of which make him easily afraid.
Use those dangerous cold facts.
But where is this place? This is the Republic of China in 1937. Although this is a dark age when cannibalism is not new, for a murderer like him who is about to let go, there is no surveillance and sufficient night lighting, and there is not much
With so many criminal investigation techniques and even the ability to pay bribes arbitrarily, this place can really be called a paradise for criminals.
Because of this, his face, which was covered by black cloth, could not help but show a crazy smile. He even felt that there was a joyful and bloodthirsty impulse in his heart like letting a tiger return to the mountain!
In just ten minutes, he found the two-story red brick building on the edge of the French Concession.
Finally, I took a look at the rooster-shaped weather vane on the chimney of this building and the two white lanterns hanging at the door.
Wei Ran first took out the food box and took out the sausages with added ingredients, broke them into pieces and put them in his pocket. Then he put the food box away and carefully followed the shadow of the building to the wall. With a strong jump, he easily
He grabbed the top of a brick wall less than two meters high with one hand.
Climbing up a few times with his feet, Wei Ran grabbed the wall and looked inside. Then he turned over and lay on the wall. He took out a few pieces of sausage from his pocket and threw them around. He also looked at the place.
A two-story building with only a light on the first-floor porch.
After waiting for a moment, he jumped down quietly and walked around the wall to the back of the small building. As expected, the architectural structure was similar to that of Xuqing Letter Apartment, and there was also a back door connected to the kitchen.
After listening for a moment, Wei Ran quietly passed through the kitchen and came to the living room on the first floor. Then he heard the faint sound of even and rhythmic snoring coming from the room next to the garage.
He tried to gently turn the door handle, but when he saw that it was not locked at all, Wei Ran had a smile on his face.
Gently pushing the door open, Wei Ran ducked in and immediately closed the door ajar. Through the starlight shining through the window, he could clearly see that on the bed in this room, there was a man wearing a Japanese-style loincloth lying on the bed.
man.
Not bothering to verify who this person was, Wei Ran stabbed the bayonet in his left hand into the opponent's heart and pierced his heart. At the same time, his broken right hand had already pressed the towel that had been wrapped in advance against the incision.
After the knife penetrated, Wei Ran immediately pulled out a section of the bayonet, continued to press the edge of the knife with a towel, and stabbed the opponent's lungs twice in a row. Within a few seconds, the person was cured by a veterinarian.
The stubborn snorer fell quietly into a long sleep.
Wiping the blood from the bayonet on the towel wrapped in his right hand, Wei Ran threw two pieces of sausage under the bed and immediately left the room.
Using the starlight to listen at the door of each room on the first floor, he opened the door of one of the rooms and followed the same method to find another woman whose identity was unknown, but there was a kimono in the room.
Although he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, he knew just by her slightly bloated figure that this was not the person he was looking for.
After wiping the bayonet clean again and throwing a few pieces of sausage in the room, Wei Ran turned around and walked out of the room, quietly arriving on the second floor.
Although this building with only two floors does not have a banquet hall that can accommodate twenty or thirty people like the love letter apartment, it still has a spacious living room and dining room and several closed doors.
What is the purpose of the room?
Still listening attentively, Wei Ran finally heard faint breathing at the door of a sunny room leaning against the east wall.
But this time, he was not in a hurry to open the door. Instead, he moved to the door of another adjacent room, listened for a while, and tried to turn the handle again.
As expected, this room was not locked at all, and there was no bed at all. Looking at the furnishings, it looked more like a study.
Carefully covering the door, Wei Ran walked up to the balcony step by step and looked next door. When he was sure that the curtains in the next room were slightly blown by the night breeze, he held on to the wall and stepped on the edge of the balcony carefully.
passed.
After listening for a moment again, Wei Ran gently opened the screen window with the bayonet in his hand, bent down and stepped in. When he opened the white gauze curtain that was blown gently by the wind, he vaguely saw someone lying on the bed.
A woman wearing a white nightgown.
Thanks to the color of the nightgown, the woman lying on the bed was particularly conspicuous. But this time, Wei Ran did not rush to take action. Instead, he gently closed the window, and then after some groping, he found the room.
light switch inside.
When the lights in the room were turned on, he was immediately sure that the woman on the bed was the person he wanted to kill on this trip!
At the same time, under the stimulation of the light, the woman who was sleeping soundly frowned and immediately woke up. However, before she fully woke up, a white towel full of heart blood became mushy.
He touched her face, and at the same time, a cold bayonet was pressed against her snow-white neck.
"Shh-"
Wei Ran whispered a gentle reminder into the other person's ear. Taking advantage of the situation, he also used his broken right hand to help the other person pull up the neckline of the nightgown on the other person's chest, covering the pair of protective clothing that was not too big.
heart meat.
"You...who are you?" The woman asked in a panic in Chinese with a hint of stubble.
Wei Ran naturally did not answer her question. Instead, he gently patted her cheek covered by the bloody towel with his right hand and said in Japanese, "Open your mouth."
Hearing this, the woman not only did not open her mouth, but clenched her teeth subconsciously. This small movement, which could be felt through the cheek muscles, also made Wei Ran realize that the other party did indeed understand Japanese.
"Open your mouth"
Wei Ran said in Japanese again, and at the same time, he put the back of the knife against the opponent's snow-white neck and used a little force to wipe away the blood stains on the knife that had not been wiped clean.
After a moment of stalemate, the woman finally opened her mouth obediently. Wei Ran, like a pervert selecting cattle, used his rubber-gloved right hand to open the woman's lips and look at her teeth.
This trick turns out to be useful in this era...
Wei Ran muttered secretly, and after confirming the other person's nationality, he used his broken right hand to stop the other person's hand that was about to reach under the pillow, and at the same time continued to remind him in Japanese, "You'd better not try to resist, I won't necessarily
If I want to kill you, I don’t have to ask anything."
It's a pity that this woman seemed to suddenly not understand Japanese again. She stubbornly pulled out a Lignos pocket pistol that could be loaded with one hand from under the pillow. While pulling it out, she had already used her fingers to
Pull the trigger guard with your head and start the loading action.
Seeing this, Wei Ran snorted coldly and used the handle of the Mauser bayonet in his hand to hit the opponent behind the ear hard, making her lose consciousness easily.
He picked up the unloaded pocket pistol with his bayonet and took a look at it. Wei Ran knew that he might not be able to get anything out of this woman's mouth, so he simply put the small pistol into his pocket, then picked up a pillow towel and stuffed it.
He entered its mouth, found a belt and strangled the other person's mouth, then picked it up and walked straight downstairs.
After a lot of work, with only one arm able to use strength, Wei Ran finally succeeded in dislocating the woman's limbs, knees, elbows and jaw.
Ignoring the gagged woman's wails and twists, Wei Ran blatantly turned on the lights upstairs and downstairs in the building, and also checked the two rooms on the first floor.
What he didn't expect was that although he had never seen the man he killed, the woman he killed turned out to be the maid in the house of Mr. Furukawa, the Japanese lover of Xiao Su's mother!
In addition, he also found a total of forty or fifty smoking guns and at least ten kilograms of tobacco paste in a room on the second floor.
It’s a good plan!
Wei Ran snorted coldly, searched in the small building, and finally found a hemp rope as thick as a finger.
Using this hemp rope and the Skoda car in the garage, Wei Ran easily hung the girl with her feet up on the pillar at the entrance to the first floor.
Gently lifting up the nightgown that barely touched the floor, Wei Ran smiled at the frightened woman, then took out a syringe needle from the food box next to him and inserted it into the woman's arm.
In the blood vessels.
Ignoring the woman's struggle, Wei Ran took out a second needle and inserted it into the blood vessel of her other arm.
Standing up and letting the other woman's silk nightgown slip off to cover her upper body, Wei Ran walked into the room again. After some searching, he found an enamel tea tray and three glass cups and returned to the woman's side.
Place the tea tray directly under the opponent's two uncontrollable hands, and use three cups as legs to prop it up.
Before Wei Ran could take his hand away, the dark red blood dripping from the needle on his hand fell onto the tea tray, making a continuous ticking sound.
Like a pervert, Wei Ran reached out and touched the other person's thigh that had goosebumps. Wei Ran took out two needles from the food box at his feet and plunged them into the blood vessels of the woman's ankle one by one. At the same time, he said regretfully
, "You should have been hung on a street lamp to be perfect."
Ignoring the woman's struggle, Wei Ran saw the gurgling dark red blood slowly drawing two red blood marks on the pair of shiny white bandy legs, and waited patiently for the two blood marks to cross the other woman's constantly twisting body.
When his slender waist and ribs finally began to infect the nightgown, he picked up the food box at his feet, and with a clicking sound, he scattered some sausages in inconspicuous places.
It wasn't until he emptied the poisonous bait in his pocket that he walked into the door on the first floor again. After closing the door, he pinned all the Molotov cocktails he had made for the party and the dozen kilograms of tobacco paste he had just collected.
The door handle was doused with kerosene found in the kitchen.
Finally, he went to the bathroom and carefully washed away the blood and oil stains on his rubber gloves. Then Wei Ran left through the back door of the kitchen, walked around to the door of the yard, opened the green iron door, left, and then closed the door from the outside.
, lock it with a padlock you brought.
Looking left and right at the deserted and dark streets, Wei Ran took off a layer of rubber gloves and threw them in the opposite direction. He walked leisurely close to the shadow of the building and disappeared into the night.
Soon after, he returned to the Love Letter Apartment carrying two towels that were originally used to wrap the soles of his shoes.
"Are you done?" Jasmine, who had been guarding the iron gate, asked in a low voice.
Wei Ran nodded silently and handed the captured small pistol to the other party as he walked into the room, "I'll give this to you. Please help me burn this suit later."
"No problem" Jasmine responded immediately, and at the same time, a rich white light suddenly lit up in front of Wei Ran's eyes.
