In a restaurant, Nakamura Kako, Zhou Renjie, and a translator named Zhu Ze.
"For his engagement party, he invited all the squad leaders...why not me! Tell me why!" Nakamura Kako drank so hard that his face turned red and his neck thickened, and he banged the table.
Zhou Renjie cursed in his heart: You almost raped my sister. You were polite enough by not shooting me. You still expect to attend the engagement reception. Is there something wrong with this person's brain...
I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it with my mouth. I persuaded perfunctorily: "Captain Nakamura, don't think so much. Come on, let's have a drink."
Kako Nakamura picked up the wine glass, poured it in with a tilt of his neck, and said bitterly: "Some people don't keep their words. Don't make me anxious. I'll make him look good when the time comes!"
As they were talking, an agent from the detective team hurriedly walked in and said: "Captain, something happened!"
"What's wrong?"
"Wu Jingyao was assassinated. Major Hattori ordered the detective team to dispatch immediately to hunt down all suspicious elements!"
Zhou Renjie was surprised and asked: "How is Wu Jingyao now?"
"I heard that he was rescued by the gendarmerie."
Zhou Renjie put on his coat and said to Kahuang Nakamura: "Captain Nakamura, Wu Jingyao was assassinated. I have to go back to the detective team as soon as possible."
Kako Nakamura stood up and said with a loud tongue: "Wu Jingyao, is he dead?"
"No."
"...he's not dead, so why panic..."
Seeing them getting up and walking out, the boss quickly came out from behind the counter and said with a smile: "How many of you are ready?"
Zhou Renjie nodded and said: "It's okay...the old rules are to keep accounts."
The boss said cautiously: "Captain Zhou, there is no problem with the accounting, but...should it be time to clear out the previous accounts? I am running a small business..."
Zhou Renjie frowned and said, "Come and cry to me about poverty again. Are you done with it?"
The boss took a thick book of bills and said with a grimace: "Captain Zhou, you have too many debts. At least you can settle some."
Zhou Renjie glanced at it and said, "Is it all my bill?"
"Isn't that true?"
"Isn't it my signature?"
"You have a man named Cui and a man named Fatty, both of whom signed."
"Fat Man and Xiao Cui have been missing for a long time. I have to find them and question them." As he spoke, Zhou Renjie walked out.
"Captain Zhou, Captain Zhou..."
Zhou Renjie walked to the door of the restaurant and said to Kahuang Nakamura: "Captain Nakamura, see you later, let's see you another day..."
"boom!"
A gun barrel suddenly popped out of the window of a silver-gray car parked across the road, and it was aimed at Zhou Renjie and shot him.
The distance was only three to five meters, and the bullet accurately hit Zhou Renjie's chest. He swayed a few times, looking at the blood spurting out of his chest, with a look of surprise and fear on his face. He fell to the bottom of the steps with a plop, and the boss stumbled back several times in shock.
He took a step and hid in the counter with his head in his hands.
"Bang! Bang!"
Then two more shots were fired, one shot at Kako Nakamura, the bullet grazed his head, and the other shot hit the tire of Zhou Renjie's car.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The agents of the detective team reacted quickly and immediately drew their guns and fired back. A burst of gunfire rang out, and the silver-gray car stepped on the accelerator and disappeared into the night.
The incident happened so suddenly that no one expected that Zhou Renjie would be assassinated. Although the captain of the detective team was also a hard-core traitor, his "level" was far from high enough and he had never been the assassination target of the military commander.
Zhou Renjie also knows that he is just a small person, so he has always been careless about security. Normally, he would dare to go out to investigate cases with one or two people.
Nakamura Kako was so drunk that he woke up for the most part and kept shouting: "Send Captain Zhou to the hospital quickly!"
A secret agent knelt down and touched Zhou Renjie's artery and said, "Captain Zhou is dead."
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Shangmaqiao tram station.
Ma Keming mingled with the crowd waiting for the train. In a few minutes, the last tram would arrive. When he heard gunshots not far away, he couldn't help but worry that his companions had actually been discovered by the enemy.
Living in a foreign country, everyone is accustomed to living with their compatriots, and Akira Kondo is no exception. The Hongqiao Martial Arts School is also opened in the Shangmaqiao area.
Hearing the gunfire, Akira Kondo immediately ordered all the people in the gym to go out and patrol the small streets and alleys where no one was paying attention. In the action plan, the military commanders will arrange countermeasures for the military and police special constitution, and other aspects.
It is inevitable that precautions will be neglected.
As the saying goes, it is easy to hide from an open gun but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. Kondo Akira took advantage of this loophole, and he did taste the benefits. Zeng Che fell into this kind of trap. Today he is repeating his old tricks to see if he can catch a big fish again.
Akira Kondo personally led a few people to check out the place where the gunshots were fired. When he passed the tram stop, he saw a few people waiting for the bus. He didn't pay attention at first. After walking a few steps, he realized something was wrong.
Ma Keming only wore a dark blue Chinese tunic suit today. He was like this almost every time without any exception. However, on a cold winter night, most people were wearing cotton coats. If you meet someone who is interested, this kind of clothing will seem a bit out of place.
Besides, Akira Kondo has lived in Shangmaqiao for a long time, so he doesn’t mean to know everyone, but at least he can have a little impression. But Akira Kondo is a complete stranger!
"Hey, what do you do? (Chinese)" Akira Kondo walked over and looked at Makming and said.
Mak knew who the person in front of him was and asked, "Are you the police?"
"No. We are Japanese." Akira Kondo said proudly.
For most people in Yanjin, the word "Japanese" is sometimes more useful than the word "police".
Ma Keming made a helpless expression and said, "Guard team members, do you need to see my ID?"
Kondo Akira stared into Makeming's eyes and said, "The garrison is in Dagu. It's so late. What are you doing here at Hongqiao?"
Ma Keming said calmly: "I heard that there is a puppet show on Shangmaqiao. Come and see the excitement."
There was indeed a puppet show performance in the auditorium of Shangmaqiao Primary School today. In order to cope with any inspections, Ma Keming knew all these situations in advance.
If he was being questioned by the police, he would be dismissed in just two words, but Akira Kondo was not that easy to fool. The guy rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "What is the puppet show about?"
Ma Keming said: "Chang'e flew to the moon."
"Catch him!" Kondo Akira said.
Several people from the martial arts hall rushed up and twisted Ma Keming's arm.
"Why are you arresting people!" Ma Keming struggled. He had no weapons and was no match for these people.
Akira Kondo sneered: "Today we didn't play Chang'e flying to the moon. We temporarily changed it to the Havoc in Heaven that we Japanese prefer!"