The patrolmen blew their whistles and ran in the direction of the gunfire.
Zhou Weilong was worried. If Fang Yongyan fell into the hands of the police, if the Communist Party took the lead and bailed him out in advance, his work would be in vain.
It would be great if someone could outrun the patrolman and block Fang Yongyan. I definitely can't do such a thing. Otherwise, he will be arrested by the patrolman, let alone the driver. Looking at his size, you can tell that he is not good at running.
people……
"Stationmaster, I'll stop Fang Yongyan and wait for Captain Weng and others to catch up." Qiao Zhendong also understood the situation and felt that it was time for him to contribute.
Zhou Weilong's eyes flashed: "Are you okay?"
"The time I assassinated Liang Hongzhi, more than twenty patrolmen chased me, but I got rid of them all. I was still injured at that time."
"Okay, you go."
"Stationmaster, can you give me a gun?"
"Why do you need a gun?"
"What should I do if Fang Yongyan comes to force me?"
Zhou Weilong hesitated for a moment, then took out his pistol and handed it to him, saying: "Remember, try not to shoot, you must live!"
Qiao Zhendong said: "Don't worry, I'm just trying to scare him."
Looking at Qiao Zhendong running away, the driver couldn't help but praise: "Don't tell me, this guy really runs very fast."
Running in two different directions, even though Qiao Zhendong was a little late, he still quickly surpassed the patrolman. His physical fitness was indeed excellent.
"What a pity..." Zhou Weilong sighed softly.
…
Fang Yongyan knew very well that the patrol would be here soon. As long as he raised his hands, the agents would just stare at him.
"stop!"
The figure flashed and Qiao Zhendong blocked the way.
Fang Yongyan was surprised: "Qiao Zhendong?"
Qiao Zhendong sighed: "Mr. Fang, I finally see you."
"Qiao Zhendong, what do you want to do?"
"I just want to ask, you said back then that I could come to you in Shanghai if I had anything to do. But, it's been almost a year since I've been here? But you avoided seeing me? What does this mean?"
"I'm not in Shanghai..."
Qiao Zhendong sneered: "Come on, you already knew I was coming? The reason why you don't want to see me? It's because you don't trust me, right?"
"Is there some misunderstanding? I'll talk to you in detail later." Fang Yongyan glanced back and saw the shadowy pursuers behind him.
"Get out of your way."
"You haven't finished talking yet? You can't leave!"
"I understand? You are now a member of the Secret Service."
"Your Communist Party doesn't want me, and the Kuomintang wants me. It's all revolution anyway, and whoever joins will be against the Japanese."
Does Fang Yongyan know? If he doesn’t leave, it will really be too late? Fortunately, in the few minutes of delay, he has recovered his breath, and now it is still too late to run.
Seeing that Fang Yongyan was fearless and strode past him, Qiao Zhendong shouted angrily: "You can't leave? You must speak clearly!"
"Let me advise you: recognize the true face of the Kuomintang reactionaries? Don't help them do evil!" Fang Yongyan said without looking back.
He had no choice but to leave here as soon as possible? Now he could only rely on his courage to take a gamble. Qiao Zhendong did not dare to shoot.
Qiao Zhendong carried a pistol, took a few steps to catch up, and said: "Do you think I dare not shoot? Let me tell you? I could save your life at the beginning, but I can kill you now!"
"Well, then why don't you shoot?"
"I……"
"The patrol will be here soon. If you don't want to spend time in jail again, just get out of here!"
Hearing Fang Yongyan mention this matter, Qiao Zhendong suddenly felt angry in his heart, and said: "I'm in the squad room, and it's not just because of you. If you don't want me, forget it. You'll be tested once on the left and tested on the right if you insist on forcing me to shoot."
kill!"
"No one forces you to kill, it's because you have something in your heart!" Fang Yongyan dropped these words and ran forward quickly.
Looking at Fang Yongyan walking further and further away, Qiao Zhendong's hand holding the gun was trembling.
"boom!"
A deafening gunshot sounded, and Fang Yongyan suddenly stopped, staggered, and fell to the ground on his back.
Qiao Zhendong stood there, still holding the gun, his palms full of sweat. His mind was blank now, and he didn't know why he fired.
Soon, Weng Guangming led his men to catch up. He glanced at the pale Qiao Zhendong and said, "I shot to scare him, but you really hit him!"
A special agent checked Fang Yongyan's injuries, shook his head slightly, and said: "Killed by one shot, there is no way he can be saved."
"His marksmanship is so good?" Weng Guangming couldn't believe it.
Qiao Zhendong mumbled and said, "I don't know what happened, so I fired a shot out of nowhere..."
Weng Guangming thought for a while, then quickly came to Fang Yongyan's body, reached out and groped in his arms for a while, and took out a certificate stained red with blood.
Weng Guangming handed the certificate to one of his subordinates and ordered: "Dong Gang, go find Station Commander Zhou and tell him the situation here. Also, tell him that we have withdrawn."
"Captain Weng, what should I do?" Qiao Zhendong was now at a loss, feeling that everything that had just happened was so unreal.
"What else can I do? Run!"
Weng Guangming led his men back the same way.
…
Dong Gang avoided the patrol and quickly found Zhou Weilong's car. He opened the door and got in. He handed the ID to Zhou Weilong and said, "Stationmaster, Fang Yongyan is dead. This is the ID found on his body.
"
Zhou Weilong was surprised: "Fang Yongyan is dead? How did he die?"
Dong Gang briefly recounted what happened, and finally said: "Qiao Zhendong was so frightened that he didn't expect to hit Fang Yongyan. Maybe he just wanted to scare him."
Zhou Weilong was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said: "This is really in line with that sentence, Xiao He succeeds and Xiao He loses..."
The driver warned: "Stationmaster, let's go too. The patrol officer keeps looking this way."
Zhou Weilong took out his handkerchief, carefully wiped the blood on the certificate, and said, "Keep driving forward."
"But……"
"We just happened to pass by, what are you afraid of? Drive!"
"yes."
The driver started the car and drove towards the street checkpoint.
Driving to the temporary checkpoint, the patrolman reached out to stop the car. Zhou Weilong rolled down the window and said, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"
The patrol officer unfolded the portrait in his hand and looked at the people in the car one by one. He found nothing suspicious and said, "Let's take a look at the ID."
The three people in the car all handed over their documents.
The title of director of Dafeng Cotton Mill seemed to have had an effect. After checking the ID, the patrol officer obviously relaxed his vigilance and waved to let the car go.
The car drove into the eastern section of Pingjiang Road. Looking at the densely populated residential area, Zhou Weilong murmured: "You can't be wrong, it must be here..."
Dong Gang asked: "Stationmaster, where are we going?"
"Find Fang Yongyan's residence before the Communist Party reacts!" Zhou Weilong