Suddenly there was an explosion upstairs. Although the explosion was not very loud, under the circumstances, it was enough to attract the attention of the police.
Liu Jianming was taken aback, and immediately stuffed the cardboard box back to Shinji, and ran upstairs along the stairs with him.
The bathroom on the third floor was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder.
Opening the innermost partition door, a round iron bucket was poured beside the toilet. The words "Nanshi Post and Telecommunications" were written on the surface of the iron bucket. This should be a special tool for cleaners to wash mops.
Burnt tinfoil pieces were scattered inside the barrel, and a small timer exploded in half.
As an agent, Liu Jianming understood at a glance that this was a homemade time bomb. Because of its limited power, it was installed in an iron barrel just to make a louder sound.
This bomb was not intended to hurt anyone, but to cover the gunman's smooth departure. The time when the bomb exploded was the time when the gunman left.
Liu Jianming quickly came to the window and scanned the crowd downstairs.
He firmly believed that one of the people who had just left the post office was the gunman who shot at the students.
The explosion was also quite powerful. The bathroom window glass was shattered, glass fragments fell downstairs, and the smoke from the explosion also came out along the window.
The people passing by downstairs stopped one after another and looked from a distance, wondering what happened to the post and telecommunications.
Shinji held the cardboard box in his hand and walked slowly and calmly, without even looking back.
"Stop the boy with the cardboard box!" Liu Jianming leaned out and shouted.
He raised his gun and took aim for a while, then finally gave up.
The street was a mess, and people were running past Shinji from time to time. If he fired in this situation, not only would the chance of hitting the target be extremely low, but it would also easily cause accidental injury.
By the time Liu Jianming chased him out of the building and looked around with a pistol in hand, Shinji was no longer around.
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In an alley, Shinji calmed down for a while, slowly opened the carton and took out a hardcover English dictionary.
After looking around and seeing no one passing by, I threw the remaining books and cartons into the trash can.
At the corner of the alley, there was a locked bicycle with a basket. He took out the key from his pocket, unlocked the bicycle, and carefully placed the English dictionary in the basket.
When he was about to leave, someone behind him suddenly said: "It would be a pity to throw away such a good book."
Shinji was startled and quickly turned around to see Xu Siqi standing next to the trash can, flipping through the books he had thrown away.
Xu Siqi threw away the book in his hand, looked at Shinji intently for a while, and said, "We have met before, but we forgot so quickly? Where is the little girl with you at the Fourth Pailou Dumpling House in the British Concession?"
What happened a week ago was not that long ago, and the memory is still very fresh.
Shinji remained silent and rode away on his bicycle.
After pedaling a few meters, the bicycle suddenly stopped moving. When he looked back, Xu Siqi reached out and grabbed the back seat of the bicycle.
"What do you want to do?" Shinji frowned.
He is still not sure whether this was a chance encounter or something else.
Xu Siqi smiled slightly: "In such a big Shanghai, we can meet twice. Don't you think it's fate?"
"I don't think so. Please let go." Shinji said coldly.
"May I have your name?"
"Let go!"
"I heard from Yumi that your name is Shinji. What two words does it mean?"
Shinji was stunned for a moment: "Are you Japanese?"
"No, I'm Chinese. A Chinese who can understand Japanese."
"I'm sorry, I have something else to do..."
"Shinji, why do you like to eat dumplings stuffed with three delicacies?"
"What?"
"It's like the Sipailou Dumpling House. Each dumpling has a shrimp." Xu Siqi gestured with eager eyes.
"It's none of your business, there must be something wrong with your mind!"
"Shinji, I just want to ask you..."
Shinji was sitting astride the bicycle, and suddenly he flew sideways and kicked Xu Siqi in the face.
This side kick may seem ordinary, but it is actually an extremely powerful special move in karate.
Xu Siqi is no stranger to this Japanese martial art that originated from China. When he was at the Etajima Naval Academy, karate was a compulsory course.
Shinji's side kick was both powerful and fast, not inferior to most karate masters.
It is really rare for a fifteen or sixteen year old boy to have such skill.
Xu Siqi took a step back and did not fight back, watching helplessly as Shinji rode away.
After the last encounter, Xu Siqi went to Sipailou Dumpling Restaurant alone again. After asking the waiter in detail, he found out that this was not Shinji's first time there.
In the past six months, Shinji has been there at least four or five times, and each time he ordered the same thing, a drawer of dumplings stuffed with three delicacies and a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.
The reason why I was so impressed was because every time Shinji ate dumplings, he would cut the dumplings open with a spoon and eat the shrimp inside first, and then eat the other parts of the dumplings.
Such a description couldn't stop Xu Siqi from thinking too much.
The way Shinji eats dumplings is almost exactly the same as when his younger brother Siyuan was a child.
Not only that, but the ages are also matched.
Moreover, Shinji's thick eyebrows and big eyes are really similar to his father.
Traffickers sell children, but it doesn't matter which country the buyer is from, as long as they pay the buyer.
Could this Shinji be Siyuan?
Xu Siqi was so excited that he almost didn't sleep all night. For many years, in order to find his brother, his whole family left their hometown and tracked him all the way from Hefei to Tianjin. It was a lot of hard work.
If he could find his younger brother, he would have an explanation for his parents.
Of course, Shinji may not necessarily be Siyuan, after all, there are too many people with the same habits.
After more than ten years of searching, this time is the closest.
Xu Siqi knew that the person who shot and wounded Wang Guiyong was most likely Shinji.
The question is, what kind of person is Shinji?
Wang Guiyong is just a student, he will not be an assassination target by any party.
Even if it is an assassination operation, there is no need to use such a method. There are many police on the scene, and the gunman may not be able to escape.
Judging from the current situation, Wang Guiyong is more like a random assassination target.
A speaker who attracted a lot of attention, and who was also an exiled student from the Northeast, was shot and killed on the spot in public, which is bound to arouse public outrage.
The government can deny that it was not the police who shot and injured people.
But the problem is that the people will not believe it at all. Instead, they will think that the government is being pretentious and deliberately set up a trap to deceive children.
If this incident triggers chaos in the Chinese community and results in this, who will be the ultimate beneficiary?