The tram drove towards the French Concession, and the cars followed closely behind.
From the Public Concession to the French Concession, since they belong to different tram companies, they have to switch to the other party's tram driver and passengers must buy another ticket.
If you want to go to the Chinese border, it's even more troublesome. The roads in the Chinese border mainly run north-south, while in the British and French concessions, they run east-west. Not only the tram drivers but also the trams must be replaced.
When the tram reached the border and was waiting for the driver of the tram in the French Concession, the man in a suit in the car thought for a moment and said to a man next to him: "Axiang, you also get on the tram. Remember, act according to the situation."
The man named Axiang agreed, got off the bus, walked quickly to the tram stop, and boarded the tram with other passengers.
After a while, the driver of the tram in the French Concession got on the bus and drove the tram forward.
Xu Siqi was sitting in the last row, with the brim of his hat held low and his arms folded in front of his chest, as if he was closing his eyes to meditate.
Ah Xiang walked from the front compartment to the rear compartment and sat next to Xu Siqi. He slowly reached into his arms with one hand and pulled out a bright dagger.
He knew very well that if he were to kill someone now, with so many witnesses on the tram, it would be difficult for him to escape.
There is a section of ancient city wall not far ahead. The tram must pass through a dimly lit city gate. Suddenly entering a dark environment from a bright place, the eyes have a period of adaptation. Then is the best time to take action.
The ancient city wall was built during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, mainly to prevent Japanese pirates from invading. In ancient times, Guandi was believed in, so a Guandi temple was built based on the city wall.
In the early years of the Republic of China, the entire city of Shanghai was renovated and paved with ring roads. The city walls affected the road planning, and the government ordered them all to be demolished.
Guandi Temple is a historic site and cannot be demolished casually, so a section of the ancient city wall has been preserved.
The tram driver stepped on the pedal, and the copper bell hanging on the front of the tram made a clanging sound to remind pedestrians in the city gate to give way.
As soon as A Xiang took out the dagger, Xu Siqi twisted his wrist.
Bang!
The dagger fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a pair of cold handcuffs was placed on Axiang's wrists. This happened in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react.
Xu Siqi picked up the dagger on the ground, put it back into Ah Xiang's arms, and said, "As soon as you got in the car, I saw something was wrong with you. There are so many seats in the front compartment, but you have to sit next to me."
Axiang remained silent, thinking that since the director's car was following behind, he would definitely not sit idly by.
Ahead is Xiaodongmen Station, and the tram will return to the public concession after another round. When passing through the border checkpoint, prisoners must be handed over to the French Concession for patrolling.
Xu Siqi didn't want to hand him over to the French Concession police for the time being, so he pulled off Axiang's coat and put it on his handcuffed hands to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Xu Siqi took out his ID card, showed the Chinese inner page to Ah Xiang, and said, "Do you know who I am?"
Axiang was shocked. He thought the other party was a small policeman, but he didn't expect it to be Detective Hua. Killing a small policeman and killing a detective are completely different concepts.
"Intention to murder the concession inspector, do you know what the crime is?"
"Detective Xu, this is a misunderstanding..."
"You followed me from Sichuan North Road in the Public Concession to the French Concession. Are you telling me this is a misunderstanding?"
"..."
"Who are you?"
Xu Siqi was too lazy to talk nonsense. He reached out and rummaged around A Xianghuai for a while, and took out a certificate from his inner pocket. The cover of the certificate was printed with the pattern of the blue sky and white sun flag.
The inside page is stamped with the seal of the Military Commission of the National Government, and in the job details column there is a line: Operations Section, Third Division, Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.
Xu Siqi's eyes flashed: "Are you from the National Government?"
Ah Xiang lowered his head and remained silent.
Xu Siqi nodded: "Okay, if you don't tell me, then I won't ask any more questions. I'll hand you over to the police station. I want to see how your Bureau of Investigation and Statistics explains it!"
The tram stopped slowly. Xu Siqi dragged Axiang out of the car and walked towards the Xiaodongmen checkpoint.
The car followed. The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "Director, Axiang has been arrested. What should we do?"
The man in the suit was a little annoyed and said bitterly: "A trained secret agent can't even handle a small patrol, so he might as well go back and take care of the child!"
After getting angry, the man in the suit gradually calmed down. Judging from Xu Siqi's behavior, he was preparing to hand over Axiang to the French Concession patrol.
If it is a normal operational mission, even if Axiang is caught by mistake, the government will at worst negotiate with the concession to resolve the matter.
The problem is that this matter involves too much and must not be let outsiders know.
If the higher-ups asked why a police officer was assassinated for no reason, the matter might get into trouble.
It's unrealistic to take action now. There are at least two dozen police officers armed with live ammunition in the checkpoint. Even if Xu Siqi can be eliminated, none of them can escape.
In desperation, the man in the suit suddenly had an idea in his mind and ordered: "Hurry, drive and catch up."
"Yes, kill the laughing patrolman and rescue Axiang!" said the young man.
The man in the suit had no expression on his face and said coldly: "If we hit and killed the patrolman, how could we escape?"
The young man immediately shut up and just obeyed the order.
In the blink of an eye, the car arrived. The man in a suit opened the door and got out of the car. He smiled and said to Xu Siqi: "Sir, please stay."
Xu Siqi glanced at the car, then at the man in the suit, and said, "I've seen you before, at the Sichuan North Road Teahouse."
The man in the suit smiled: "Yes, I think you look familiar too. Sir, could you please take a moment to speak?"
Xu Siqi took out a cigarette and lit one, looked at the small east gate checkpoint not far away, and said, "Let's just talk about it here. It's close to the patrol, so I feel safer."
The man in the suit laughed twice and said, "It's okay to say it here... What's your surname, sir?"
A Xiang hurriedly said: "Director, his name is Xu Siqi, he is Inspector Hua from the Hongkou Patrol."
The man in the suit was also surprised. He didn't expect that this gentle young female driver would be the new Inspector Hua. This was really surprising.
He regrets it very much now. Why didn't he check the situation before making a decision?
Xu Siqi sneered and said: "Oh, it turns out you are all in the same group, so that's good, come with me!"
The young man standing behind the man in the suit took a step forward: "What's so great about Detective Hua, do you know who we are!"
Xu Siqi said seriously: "This is a concession. No matter who you are, as long as you step into the land of the concession, you must obey the laws of the concession!"
The man in the suit glared at his men and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about here? Get back in the car!"
Turning around, he immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Detective Xu, it's all a misunderstanding. We recognized the wrong person..."