There was a hidden story on the other side that he didn't dare to tell.
He realized that this case was very likely to involve two major gangs in Wuhan! One was the Chi family of the Wuhan Pengchuan Gang! The other might be the Yang family of Hongmen in Wuhan! He did not dare to mess with these two gangs.
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1-7
It was also around this time that the Chi family of the Wuhan Pengchuan Gang first made some unusual noises.
At this time, the sky was as dark as ink, and the falling drizzle wet the stone-paved floor of Huadi Street in Wuchang, reflecting the five-color lights in the distance. The lights flickered in the rain, like will-o'-the-wisps.
A dark figure with half-wet clothes ran quickly through the quiet and deserted Huadi Street.
He hurried to the front door of Chi's house and patted the door knocker gently.
Someone at the door asked: "Who is it?"
The black shadow replied: "My dear! Open the door quickly!"
The door opened, and Agui ran inside as fast as a meteor.
He walked through the two-story courtyard and quickly ran to a window, tapping it gently.
He said: "Third Master! Third Master! My dear! Wake up! Something happened!"
The lights in the room turned on. After a moment, Mr. Chi, who was tall, bald and bearded, opened the door.
While buttoning his buttons, he asked: "Agui, what's the matter with you!"
Agui hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Third Master, Lao Zhuang and Masan were in a car accident!"
Chi Sanye was shocked, "How do you know!"
Agui hurriedly said: "Yaoji from Wuchang Police Station called me and said they had a car accident on Sanshan Street! I put down the phone and ran over!"
Mr. Chi stamped his feet and asked in a low voice: "Where is the goods!"
"What kind of thing? I don't know!" Agui looked at Mr. Chi in surprise.
"Go and inquire, find out and come back! Go quickly! Go to Sanshan Street and inquire!" Mr. Chi refused to explain more and just ordered him to go quickly!
Agui glanced at him again and hurriedly ran out.
1-8
In Sanshan Street, police and soldiers were still investigating the scene.
Gui Longhai arrived earlier than Luo Jiang and Duan Zegang, and also observed the scene. He vaguely saw the clues, and immediately came to the conclusion that he could not touch this case! If it was not handled well, someone would die!
After all, he has been a police officer for many years, has some experience, and is relatively familiar with Luo Jiang and Duan Zegang. No matter what happens in the end of this case, he still has to do it on the surface.
At this time, he added: "Chief Luo, I just learned from the bar owner that Chief Sun left the bar around 12:20. When he went out and walked north, there was a car
The truck drove over. As a result, the gunman hiding in the doorway opened fire and killed the driver with one shot! The truck lost control and suddenly knocked Staff Officer Sun, who was walking on the roadside, against the wall. He was
Just die!"
Luo Jiang's doubts stemmed from this.
It is really incredible that a lieutenant colonel of the Chinese army was hit and killed by a truck so easily!
He asked succinctly: "Where is the body?"
Gui Longhai nodded and said: "There is only one military hospital here in Wuhan, which is the 22nd Field Hospital. I sent a car to take the bodies of Staff Officer Sun and the driver there and ask them to do an examination."
"When did you arrive?" Luo Jiang thought for a while and asked again.
"It was already 1:30 in the morning when I received the alarm call. I heard that someone was dead, so I rushed over with people. Then I found out that the deceased was an officer of the national army, so I called you and Commander Duan."
This is the situation briefly introduced by Gui Longhai and Battalion Commander Duan.
But during the subsequent investigation, the three of them felt more and more suspicious!
First of all, there is nothing on this truck, it is just an empty truck!
If there is any property in the car and someone is targeting it, shooting and robbing it, it is understandable.
But there is no finance on the car! This is strange!
Another thing that makes people confused is, even if it is to rob money, how can they shoot! Gangs here in Wuhan rarely use guns! Just use a knife or a stick, it is already very fierce!
Luo Jiang looked at Gui Longhai and Duan Zegang in confusion and asked: "Why did this gunman shoot! What purpose!"
1-9
A few streets away from Sanshan Street to the west is Jiyu Road.
This road is called Jiyu Road because there is a bridge in the middle, called Jiyu Bridge.
The original name of Jiyu Bridge was Crucian Carp Bridge, and it was once a place where nearby villagers fished and caught shrimps. In order to seek wealth, the local people changed the name of Crucian Carp Bridge to Jiyu Bridge with a homophonic pronunciation.
It was also at this time that a dark figure was walking quietly onto Jiyu Bridge.
He wore a peaked cap with a low brim. He wore dark clothes and blended into the shadows of the dark street. He was holding a large cloth bag in his hand.
He walked to the bridge, but stopped. He held on to the railing and looked up at the ink-like sky.
It was dark all around and nothing could be seen clearly. Vaguely, there seemed to be tears streaming down his face.
He lowered his head and patted the railing beside him again and again, as if he was filled with pain but could not show it at all.
He stood on the bridge and remained motionless for a long time, until the pain in his heart subsided silently, and then he quietly walked off the bridge.
He walked north along Jiyu Road and finally turned west into a small street called Shalong Lane.
He glanced around and saw that the surroundings were silent except for the sound of the breeze.
He walked to the door of a three-story building. A second later, the door opened silently. He walked in quietly.
The person who opened the door bowed slightly to him, then closed the door behind him.
He took off his peaked cap, shook it slightly, and his curly long hair fell down to his shoulders like waves. He, who must be her at this time, casually hung the hat on a nail on the wall.
She turned out to be Masako Akitsu, whose Chinese name is Qin Yali. She turned around and walked up the stairs carrying the cloth bag.
1-10
The sky is dimly lit in the east, indicating that daybreak is about to begin.
Duan Zegang stared into Sanshan Street for a moment, turned back and said with a smile: "Chief Luo, I believe the gunman has been waiting here for a long time! He just wants to shoot at the truck!"
Luo Jiang nodded, "I think so too. But why? There is nothing in the car!"
Duan Zegang shook his head and couldn't explain the reason.
At this time, Luo Jiang had clearly seen the situation in front of him. He climbed a few steps, stood at the position where the gunman fired, and looked around.
Gui Longhai said: "In short, he fired the gun here. We found a bullet casing here and confirmed that this is where the gunman fired."
They all looked back at the deep and dark doorway. This is indeed a good place for the gunman to hide. There are three steps in front of the door, with a suitable height. From here, you can observe the situation at both ends of Sanshan Street, and the location is indeed very good.
Luo Jiang said: "But the question lies here!"
Like a gunman, he stood in the doorway, looked to the left and right, and then explained to Chief Guike and Battalion Commander Duan: "Normally, when you want to shoot at a driver, it is best to shoot head-on, so that the accuracy is higher.
The highest. When shooting on the street, at least it cannot exceed an angle of 45 degrees. But when the gunman shot, the truck had already passed in front of him and had passed an angle of 90 degrees! Isn't this strange? "
He took out his pistol, aimed at the end of the street, and then slowly moved to the other side of the street.
He said: "Did you see that he shot from this angle, and the bullet went in from behind the driver's ear! When the driver fell down, he turned the steering wheel to the right, and the truck rushed to the side of the road, killing Sun Jike.
Hit the wall!”
Luo Jiang put down the gun in his hand, stared at them and asked, "Tell me, why did the gunman not fire until now?"
Such a result is indeed puzzling. Both Battalion Commander Duan and Gui Longhai were speechless.
Battalion Commander Duan thought for a while, tilted his mouth, and said slyly: "Perhaps this gunman's calculations are extremely accurate. His purpose is to kill the driver and then hit Sun Jike to death with a truck! Is this possible?"
Luo Jiang shook his head, "This possibility is barely even one in ten thousand! If the target is Sun Jike, no gunman will do this!"
Gui Longhai looked at them back and forth and whispered: "In this way, the gunman's purpose seems to be to kill the driver! But there is nothing on the truck! What is his purpose!"
This situation is impossible no matter how they think about it, let alone explain it!
However, when they discovered the third point, they were even more surprised and confused.
Battalion Commander Duan reminded: "As far as I know, Staff Officer Sun always carries a briefcase with him! Where is the briefcase?"
1-11
Akitsu walked into the innermost room on the second floor.
Her teacher, the old beggar Takuto Sato, was sitting at the table, looking at her quietly.
"It went very well." He said softly. His voice was not a question, just a confirmation.
Qiu Jin also said softly: "There is a slight error, but the result is the same."
She took out a leather bag from the cloth bag and put it on the table.
Sato nodded to Okamoto, who was sitting at the door, and pointed to the leather bag on the table.
Okamoto walked over gently, picked up his bag and walked out.
1-12
Okamoto carried his leather bag and walked into the next room.
This is a large room. The most conspicuous thing in the room is the long conference table in the middle, which is filled with various documents, information and books, as well as messily thumbed newspapers.
There is also a large desk by the window inside, with a large and bright lamp on the desk.
Sitting behind the desk lamp is Lieutenant Colonel Sasaki, the operational staff officer of the Shanghai Expeditionary Force.
Okamoto put the briefcase on the table and said softly: "Mr. Sasaki, this is what you want."
Sasaki opened his leather bag, took out all the documents inside, and looked at them one by one.
His eyes rested on the last document. The title of the document was: "Wuhan Defense Plan for the Twenty-seventh Year of the Republic of China (Draft)." He flipped through page after page.
He read it for about ten minutes, then threw the document aside and said something in Japanese.
Okamoto looked at him with a smile and said softly: "Mr. Sasaki, please speak Chinese, preferably Wuhan dialect."
Sasaki rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling, and his mouth tightened again and again, and he suddenly said: "You have to do something like this! Don't argue with me! I'll mess up your crotch, or you'll fall down!"