Geng Chaozhong jumped down from the willow tree 600 meters away.
Immediately afterwards, there was a frantic running. He had no chance to fire a second shot, and he would not fire a second shot. There were at least four motorcycles in the yard. If he didn't use all the time to escape, he might never be able to escape again.
!
"who!"
The yard was already in chaos. Muto had already fallen to the ground the moment the gunshot was fired, and Yun Wei next to him was looking out of the yard with cold sweat on his face.
He's not afraid of bullets, he's afraid of bullets!
Zhao Lijun's ferocious expression just now made Yun Wei instantly understand what Zhao Lijun was thinking, that he wanted to identify himself!
For a moment, Yun Wei thought she was finished, but she didn't expect that Zhao Lijun was dead!
Who fired the shot?!
"Baga, who shot it?!"
Muto lay on the ground and didn't dare to move at all. He was yelling and sweating on his forehead. It was too risky!
The shot just now almost hit the back of his head. Someone wanted to kill him!
"All hands on deck!"
Jiangzhou Kazuo glanced at Zhao Lijun on the ground, quickly identified the direction in which the bullets were fired, and was directing several military policemen to rush out of the door. Several others got on motorcycles and were driving hard.
"There are deserted villages and wilderness all around. He can't run far. Let me chase him and search carefully!"
Muto scrambled to the corner, finally let out a sigh of relief, and began to give orders non-stop. Motorcycles rushed out of the yard with black smoke, and groups of military police guarded the perimeter.
, the surrounding birds were frightened and flew up, and the entire gendarmerie station was in chaos.
The gunfire stopped ringing, and Wu Teng finally calmed down and walked to Zhao Lijun's side.
There was a hole as big as a bowl on his forehead, which meant that he could no longer die, but his expression was extremely strange, and there was even a bit of a smile left at the corner of his mouth.
Muto frowned, recalling what Zhao Lijun said before his death.
Big secret?
What big secret?
"Report! There is a car outside!" A guard rushed in.
"The agency chief has arrived!" Muto reacted immediately, and his face suddenly showed joy.
But immediately afterwards, his face fell. Director Doihara was coming to see the captured Station Commander Fang, but Station Commander Fang was already dead. How could he explain himself?!
The door opened, and Doihara walked in with strong steps, escorted by two bodyguards in black suits. He looked at the body on the ground and asked sternly:
"Muto, what happened?! Who is the dead person on the ground?!"
"Report!" Muto ran to Doihara with a grimace and saluted, "Someone shot and killed Fang Tu, the director of the Beiping Station of the Fuxing Society who was just captured!"
"Dead?" Doihara looked down at the corpse on the ground and said angrily: "Baga, I ran here from Wanping all night just to see a corpse?!"
"this....."
Muto looked helpless and hesitantly explained the situation just now.
"You mean, this Fangtu surrendered on his own initiative?"
"Yes, this matter is definitely not false. He also explained to me some of the situation of the Fuxing Society's secret service, and also made a condition for me to go to Shanghai to pick up his family." Muto replied.
"Have you never thought that he is stalling for time?" Doihara raised his eyebrows and glared at Muto fiercely.
"I thought about it, he came out of the yard just to explain some important information to me, but he was beaten to death as soon as he said half a sentence." Muto replied.
"Hmm..." Doihara had a gloomy face, looking at the corpses on the ground and identifying the direction of the shooting. After a moment, he asked: "Have you ever thought that he walked out of the yard on purpose and was killed?"
die?"
"Deliberately committing suicide?" Muto was stunned.
"He doesn't want to betray and he doesn't want to be punished. It's not impossible to deliberately commit suicide." Doihara stared at a big tree in the distance with teeth and claws. "Look, judging from the trajectory of the bullet, the launch point is probably the one to the west."
Such a big tree cannot penetrate the courtyard wall at any other location."
"Impossible!" Muto shook his head, "Captain, I've seen it. That big tree is more than 500 meters away from here. It's so dark and the distance is so far. It's impossible for a gunman to hit it accurately.
The target and shooting position should be near the courtyard wall.
Also, I think that the person wanted to kill me, but he just hit the deputy by mistake. Or, that person just fired randomly. From such a long distance, he couldn’t even see the figure clearly, let alone hit the target!"
"You are wrong," Doihara shook his head, looking at the distant night sky, with a look of memory on his face, "According to common sense, it is almost impossible to kill people in this environment, but when I was in Fengtian, I saw
According to one piece of information, someone once successfully assassinated several enemies on such a night."
"impossible!"
Muto still couldn't believe it. He had been in the army for more than ten years and had seen the Imperial Army's top riflemen hit targets 800 meters away. But that was during the day. At night, it was difficult to hit even 100 meters away.
Let alone 500 meters away!
"Nothing is impossible," Doihara shook his head, "Just because you haven't come into contact with a lot of information, it doesn't mean it hasn't happened."
"In Qingdao in 2029, when the Party Mediation Office was hunting down the Red Party, a Red Party gunman once killed a secret agent of the Party Mediation Office from a distance on the beach. That night, this gunman single-handedly assassinated nearly ten Party members.
The special agents of the mediation office, Liu Yiban, the Qingdao section chief of the Party Mediation Office who was in charge of the investigation at the time, worked hard to investigate the matter, but found nothing. However, they have always suspected that this case was carried out by the Soviets. "
Doihara spoke slowly.
"Cheka?" Muto was surprised.
Cheka is the top intelligence agency of the Soviet Union and the most powerful intelligence agency in the world now. It is also the biggest opponent of the Super High School in Manchuria and the Far East.
"Yes, this is what is written in the internal files of the Party Mediation Office," Doihara nodded, with deep thoughts on his face, "When he was in Qingdao, he also assassinated Ono, the head of our Japanese intelligence organization, and he was also far away.
Killed in one shot. And now, this gunman appears again."
"Cheka, why did the Cheka come to Peiping?" Cold sweat broke out on Muto's forehead.
"What are you doing?" Doihara sneered, "Since the beginning of the Russo-Japanese War, the Russians have been our biggest enemy in the Far East. The party coordination and secret service in Nanjing are nothing to worry about. Only the Cheka is ours.
The biggest opponent! The Communist International is a global organization, and their intelligence network is spread all over the world. Does this surprise you?!"
"It's not surprising," Muto gritted his teeth, "the wounds on my body were almost all caused by those damn Russians!"
"It's just," Muto hesitated, "If it's Cheka's gunmen, why are they killing people from the Secret Service?"
Doihara shook his head, obviously puzzled. After pondering for a long time, he spoke:
"This matter must be investigated to the end! I have some files in Manchuria. I will ask someone to send them over. You can study them carefully. I suspect that this person must have an extremely important mission when he comes to Peiping!"
