The storm of Yamamoto's assassination soon passed. Sakahara canceled the wanted order against the assassin at the suggestion of Soji Takamoto. Deng Long and his group stayed at Wang Daquan's clinic for a few days. When He Chao's body was almost recovered,
Deng Long, Li Kangkai, and Ma Tiexin returned to the city, while He Chao stayed in Wang Daquan's clinic to recuperate.
Shanghai is still as bustling and noisy as ever, with busy traffic and constant shouting. Deng Long and the others are walking arrogantly on the street. The oncoming Japanese soldiers don't even look at Deng Long and the others. This makes Deng Long and the others
Very surprised!
"I said, buddy, this isn't right! Logically speaking, since Yamamoto is dead, Shanghai should be under martial law. His grandma's little Japan, look at his virtue, he doesn't take these guys seriously at all!" Li Kangkai frowned.
, said puzzledly
"Hey! Let me tell you, Lao Li, you don't think it's troublesome enough! But there is something wrong with the atmosphere!" Ma Tiexin said
"Well, I also feel that something is not right, forget it! Let's not talk about this for now. It would be best if Little Japan doesn't come to us. Let's go back to Zhonghe Hall first and have a look!" Deng Long touched his nose and said.
The three of them arrived at the Zhonghe Hall. There were only a few disciples standing lazily in front of the Zhonghe Hall. It looked particularly deserted. It was no longer like before. There were cars parked in front of the door, and dignitaries and dignitaries were constantly coming and going.
"Grandma, people are becoming more and more snobbish nowadays. Think about how glorious Zhonghe Hall used to be, but now it has become a disaster, everyone avoids it!" Li Kangkai muttered and walked directly to the hall.
, but those lazy doormen knew a few people, and they all showed surprised expressions when they saw them.
Pang Zhonghe sat in the hall and frowned. The situation was becoming more and more unfavorable. Zhonghe Hall was also getting worse day by day. Not only was all the property occupied by the Japanese, but the disciples also broke away from the gang's control one after another. Most of them were
Pang Zhonghe, who took refuge in the Japanese, let out a long sigh. He seemed to be more than ten years older.
"Dad! Drink tea!" Chunchun brought a cup of Pang Zhonghe's favorite Longjing and walked over with red eyes.
"Spring! Don't you want to practice piano?" Pang Zhonghe took the tea with a loving smile, looked at his daughter and asked
"Dad! How can my daughter have the time to practice piano at this time? She wishes she could be a man and share her father's worries." Chunchun pouted and sat down next to Pang Zhonghe.
"Haha, my little princess now knows how to take care of her father's worries! Tell dad, are you worried about Deng Long?" Pang Zhonghe smiled and stroked his spring golden hair and asked gently.
"Well, the Japanese were looking for him everywhere a few days ago, and they don't know if he is safe or not!" Spring frowned, with a sad face.
"Don't worry, your mother said that Deng Long is a strange man from the fifth generation. Even if the underworld gives him some respect, he will definitely be safe and sound!" Pang Zhonghe said firmly as he turned the rosary in his hand.
"Master Pang!" Li Kangkai's tall figure walked into the hall and shouted loudly. Deng Long behind him was already moved and speechless. He didn't expect that Spring would care about him so much.
"Deng Long, you are back!" When Deng Long saw his face in the spring, he ignored everyone's surprise and ran directly into Deng Long's arms, hugging Deng Long tightly. He could no longer hold back his tears.
Eyes dripping
"Spring! My princess, I'm here! I'm here!" Deng Long hugged Spring tightly and whispered softly in Spring's ear. For a long time, although Deng Long was extremely confident in himself on the surface, he always felt that his identity
Being humble is not worthy of the noble and beautiful spring. At this moment, seeing his beloved in his arms, Deng Long feels so real. Spring's love for him is so sincere. Deng Long can't help but get wet in his eyes.
"Deng Long, do you know? The Japanese have posted posters all over the streets to arrest you these days! Do you know how worried I am about you?" Spring sobbed, and kept beating Deng Long's chest with his little hands.
"Spring, I know, I know everything. Believe me, I will live well for you! Nothing can separate us! Including death!" Deng Long looked at the tearful eyes of his beloved woman, couldn't help it anymore, and lowered his head.
Gently kiss dry the crystal tears of spring
"Ahem!" Li Kangkai saw Deng Long and the two of them getting intimate as if no one else was around. When he remembered that there were important things to discuss, he quickly coughed twice to remind Deng Long, Pang Zhonghe, and Ma Tiexin all burst into laughter.
Deng Long understood immediately and separated from Chunchun in embarrassment. Chunchun blushed and said coquettishly to Pang Zhonghe who was laughing: "Dad!" After saying that, he ran into the back hall in embarrassment.
Deng Long and others sat down in the hall, "Old man, how is the situation these days!" Li Kangkai asked seriously
"The Japanese have identified you as suspects. Just two days ago, the whole city was under martial law. There were wanted posters for you all over the streets. The military police even went to the Zhonghe Hall and made a huge fuss.
But since yesterday, all wanted orders have been cancelled, and everything has returned to normal!" Pang Zhonghe tasted a sip of Longjing, raised his head and said
"Well, this thing is a bit strange. The Japanese have always reported their flaws. Yamamoto was assassinated, but they didn't let it go. I'm afraid there is fraud in this. We have to be careful!" Deng Long frowned and said.
"Xiaolong is right, you must be careful. Another good thing is that the situation on the European battlefield has greatly improved for the Allied Powers. I heard that Britain also invented a large combat machine called a 'tank'. The Austro-Hungarian Empire and Germany quickly supported each other.
I can’t stand it anymore! The French are likely to return to Shanghai, and then the Japanese may not be able to control Shanghai alone." Pang Zhonghe said with a smile. For him, once the French return to Shanghai with force, Zhonghetang will
It will definitely rise again
Deng Long's face was already unhappy. Whether it was the French or the Japanese taking control of Shanghai, it was not what he wanted to see. What he wanted was for the Chinese to be the masters of Shanghai.
Pang Zhonghe was naturally aware of the displeasure on the faces of Deng Long and others. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea and said slowly: "In short, everyone must unite as one and guard against the Japanese's overt and covert attacks at all times!"
"Old man! Is there any news from Lin Jiale?" Deng Long asked
"Lam Jiale is in trouble now. Three of the five senators in the government are secretly supported by the Japanese. Lin Jiale is an empty-headed puppet! After the Ax Gang was ambushed by us in the forest, he no longer has the capital to cooperate with the Japanese.
, it will be a matter of time before you step down!" Pang Zhonghe sneered.
"The Japanese are very ambitious, and cooperation with the Japanese never ends well!" Ma Tiexin said coldly.
"Well, it seems that his grand ambitions cannot be realized, but this man has strong strength. Maybe the Eastern Zhejiang Army he mentioned is indeed possible! We still need to be careful!" Li Kangkai nodded and said
After a discussion among several people, Deng Long and Ma Tiexin returned to the detective station. The door lock of the detective station had been broken open and the inside was in a mess. Deng Long frowned. It seemed that the Japanese had indeed visited his house.
The residence was searched
The house was in a mess by the Japanese. Deng Long checked it and found that all the drawers and valuables had been plundered. Fortunately, "Maoshan Conquering Demons" and some important magical instruments were not destroyed.
Deng Long and Ma Tiexin had no choice but to clean up the room. While they were busy cleaning up, the roar of a car came from downstairs.
"Detective Xiaolong!" Deng Long looked up and saw that Lin Jiale and Master Kulong were already standing at the door. Deng Long looked up at Lin Jiale and continued to lower his head to organize things.
"Why don't you invite me to come in and sit down?" Lin Jiale adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a smile on his face, but Master Kulong had a face as cold as ice and was extremely unhappy.
"Come in!" Deng Long stood up, moved two chairs for Lin Jiale and Ku Long, took out a cigarette and gave one to Lin Jiale.
"Xiaolong, I know you have a lot of prejudice against me, so I'll get straight to the point!" Lin Jiale lit up the cigarette, took a puff and looked at Deng Long and said
"Well, let's talk if you have anything to say!" Deng Long said lightly. Naturally, Deng Long didn't have a good impression of Lin Jiale. No matter how great his ambitions were, Deng Long never had a good impression of him.
"Japan's famous master Soji Takamoto took Yamamoto's body and Commander Sakahara to Nanjing yesterday! There may be a big conspiracy involved. Are you interested?" Lin Jiale asked with interest.
"Oh? It's a pity that I'm not interested in this. Also, I want to ask, isn't Mr. Lin a close 'ally' with the Japanese? When you come to my place, aren't you afraid that the Japanese will doubt you?" Deng Long asked in return.
Lin Jiale smiled and flicked his cigarette, "Xiaolong, in fact, we are the real comrades. We are all racking our brains for the future of Shanghai. I admit that I made a mistake in cooperating with the Japanese. This is why I came to you today.
For the reason, I regretfully resigned and 'stepped down' yesterday. Now Shanghai has completely become a Japanese world."
"Don't call me so great, I'm just a little detective!" Deng Long said coldly
"Takamoto Soji and Sakahara went to Purple Mountain, don't you want to know why?" Lin Jiale asked
"I don't want to know! I can't trust you!" Deng Long said without giving any face.
Lin Jiale smiled and threw away the cigarette butt, stood up and straightened his clothes and said, "Okay! It's a waste of time for me to come here. Xiaolong seems to have no interest in the catastrophe in Shanghai! Goodbye!" Lin Jiale turned to the door.
Go
"Wait! What kind of disaster are you talking about?" Deng Long waved to Lin Jiale and shouted. If it was related to Lin Jiale's 'big plan', Deng Long would naturally not pay attention to it, but if it was related to the safety of the entire Shanghai beach,
Deng Long could not hear it without asking
"Haha, I knew that Detective Xiaolong would not let Shanghai Beach face the disaster of annihilation without asking!" Lin Jiale turned his head and sat back on the chair again.
"What kind of disaster do you think it is?" Deng Long asked
"Xiaolong must have known about the Nanjing defense war in the late Qing Dynasty. Thousands of Japanese soldiers were killed by Chinese soldiers and civilians, and all their bodies were buried under the Purple Mountain! It is said that in the early years of the Republic of China, Sun Wen, the founding father of the country, succeeded as president in Nanjing. The ghosts of Japanese soldiers were night under the Purple Mountain.
They went out to make trouble at night. Finally, the president sent Marshal Huang Xing to Longhu Mountain to ask the contemporary Zhang Tianshi to come down and perform rituals for seven or forty-nine days. Only then did he subdue these Japanese military spirits! Now, the Japanese military commander and Sakahara took Yamamoto
His corpse was taken to the Purple Mountain. The intention is self-evident, naturally it is to release the suppressed thousands of Japanese military souls! Just imagine, if these thousands of Japanese military souls were released, they would be no less powerful than the evil Shura in the Zhangzhidong coal mine in Hubei in the late Qing Dynasty.
Tragedy! Shanghai will probably become a hell on earth by then!" Lin Jiale looked at Deng Long with bright eyes and said
Deng Long frowned. He naturally knew these things. He didn't expect that Sakahara would come up with such a sinister trick in order to control Shanghai. Thousands of sinister soldiers were released, and Shanghai might really become a hell on earth.
These evil soldiers have been suppressed for decades and have great resentment. Once they are released, the consequences will be disastrous.
Lin Jiale doesn't seem to be lying. Since he resigned, he seems to be preparing to sever ties with the Japanese. It seems that although this man is ambitious, he has not lost his conscience. At least he can stand firmly in the face of the great rights and wrongs of the nation.
The position is much better than those of those traitors.
"If what you said is true, how can I help!" Shanghai Beach was in danger, and Deng Long didn't have the time to care about Lin Jiale's past rights and wrongs, and frowned and asked
"I want to ask you to help me deal with the Japanese military spirit. As long as the Japanese military spirit can be suppressed, I will immediately mobilize thousands of my private soldiers from eastern Zhejiang and march to Shanghai to defeat the Sakahara Division and let the Chinese be the masters of their own country.
!Xiaolong, no matter what you think of me, now it is not my personal problem, but about the overall situation of Shanghai. You should think about it carefully! I sincerely hope that you will put aside the rights and wrongs of the past and cooperate with me.
Save the catastrophe in Shanghai!" Lin Jiale looked at Deng Long excitedly and said