Chapter 797 Assassination of Chen
Detective Brigade.
Wang Kangnian stood there, but his eyes kept looking at the body carried on a stretcher on the ground.
Just half an hour ago, the Special Higher Education Department sent someone to take away Xiao Si’s body and also delivered this body.
Wang Kangnian smoked silently.
One after another.
There was hatred in his heart, for not having the courage to refuse the Japanese's unreasonable demands, and for not being able to even save Xiaosi's body.
His body leaned back slightly and leaned against the wall.
Besides hatred, it is sighing and helplessness.
Because he could not refuse the orders of the Japanese.
Cough cough cough.
There was a violent cough. Wang Kangnian glanced at the half-cut cigarette butt. He was stunned for a moment, and then pressed the cigarette **** on the white-painted wall.
Then, he bent down, squatted down, and just stared at the body on the ground.
The statement from the Special Higher Education Department is that this person is the real murderer of Xiao Si. Now that the murderer has been arrested, the case is over.
Hah ho.
Hah ho.
Wang Kangnian made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
Xiaosi obviously died at the hands of Cheng Qianfan, and it was Lu Hu who fired the last shot. This is an ironclad fact. The Japanese were able to overturn the case. I don’t know where they got such a body. They said that this person was the one who killed him. Xiao Si’s murderer!
This is what the Japanese told him!
This is why the Japanese are still protecting Cheng Qianfan!
Wang Kangnian couldn't figure it out. Since he, Wang Kangnian, had defected to the Japanese, although he still had a trace of loyalty to the principal in his heart, he, Wang Kangnian, could be regarded as conscientious and conscientious towards the Japanese.
How many people from the Red Party and the military have died in the hands of Wang Kangnian? Based on these, Wang Kangnian didn’t do a good enough job?
His right-hand man, his closest subordinate, his brother-like subordinate was killed by Cheng Qianfan. Not only did the Japanese not allow him to take revenge, they actually gave him such a reply!
It is simply a shame and a great disgrace.
At the same time, what puzzles Wang Kangnian the most is:
Why?
Why is that guy Cheng Qianfan more favored and protected by the Japanese than him, a "traitor" who works conscientiously to serve the Japanese? !
Yes, it is asylum.
The people from the special higher education course told him directly, or in other words, gave him a warning:
Chief Araki said that Deputy Inspector General Cheng Qianfan was a forever good friend of the Empire of Japan.
The subtext of this sentence is: Don't do anything to Cheng Qianfan.
Wang Kangnian couldn’t figure it out.
Angry.
Perplexed.
Wronged.
Manic.
sad.
sad.
Many emotions gnawed at Wang Kangnian's nerves.
His eyes were fixed on the body on the stretcher on the ground.
Suddenly, Wang Kangnian picked up the Nanfang pistol on the table, turned off the safety, pointed the muzzle at the body, and pulled the trigger—
Pap, pah, pah!
Chen Xiangjun’s body, which had been hit by many bullets and shrapnel, was completely turned into a hornet’s nest.
After the gunfire, a member of the detective team raised his gun outside and shouted, "Captain, are you okay?"
“Get out!” Wang Kangnian roared.
"got it."
Wang Kangnian sat down on the ground, the muzzle of the Nanfang pistol in his hand was lowered, and his body was tilted, which made the Nanfang pistol look like a crutch supporting his body.
That night, Araki Harima received a secret report:
Wang Kangnian fired many shots at Chen Xiangjun's body, and the magazines were all empty.
…
More than half a month has passed since Xiaosi was killed, and there has been no movement from Wang Kangnian.
The closest subordinate, the best brother died unexpectedly, and this incident seemed to have passed just like that.
Cheng Qianfan was very surprised.
When he met Araki Harima and talked about this matter, he couldn't help but lament Wang Kangnian's forbearance.
Araki Harima is even more convinced that there is something wrong with Wang Kangnian:
The more he can bear it, the more it proves that Wang Kangnian is cunning and that this person has big plans.
…
“Not in Nanjing.” Wang Tiemu shook his head.
Dai Chunfeng strictly ordered them to sanction the traitor Chen Zhuan. It has been almost a month since the incident. Chongqing called again yesterday to reprimand and ordered Shanghai to sanction Chen Zhuan as soon as possible.
It’s just that Chen Zhuan basically stays in Nanjing now and has not returned to Shanghai for several days.
He suggested that he go to Nanjing to take action. Lu Xingge frowned and was about to refute, but Wang Iron Mu had already rejected this unreliable suggestion.
Of course Nanjing cannot be chosen, after all, it is not their own territory.
What's more, Nanjing was heavily guarded at this time and was completely under the control of the Japanese. Let alone going to Nanjing to assassinate the traitor, even trying to sneak into the city would be very difficult.
Especially after the tragedy more than a year ago, the power of the military commander in Nanjing was almost completely destroyed, and to this day it has still not regained the three-thirds of power it had at its peak.
The assassination location can only be Shanghai!
“What we have to do now is to wait for Chen Zhuan to return to Shanghai.” Wang Tiemu said in a deep voice.
“The Spring Festival is coming, and Chen Zhuan’s whole family is in Shanghai. He will definitely go back to Shanghai’s Chen Mansion to celebrate the Spring Festival.” Lu Xingge said, “What we have to determine now is when Chen Zhuan will return to Shanghai.”
…
Two days later.
Information came from the military commander's internal line in Nanjing that Chen Zhuan was determined to return home to Shanghai for the holidays in the near future.
In such a festive festival, Chen Zhuan's vigilance will be more or less relaxed.
"I don't believe it. It's the Spring Festival, and this old guy will still be facing a powerful enemy." Lu Xingge said coldly.
“A Yuan, you and your people will guard at the train station. I want to know as soon as Chen Zhuan returns to Shanghai.” Lu Xingge ordered.
"yes!"
“Ayi, take the people to keep an eye on the dock.” Lu Xingge continued to give orders.
Although Chen Zhuan will most likely return to Shanghai by train, waterways must be guarded against.
"yes!"
…
After the men left, Lu Xingge couldn't help but frown as he took the topographical map of Chen Mansion obtained from Zhang Guoqing through Liu Haishan.
This three-story small foreign-style building is located at No. 25, Lane 668, Yuyuan Road.
Lu Xingge initially thought that the location of Chen Zhuan's residence was adjacent to the road and connected in all directions. There were apartments and dance halls nearby, making it easier to evacuate after the operation.
Very beneficial for assassination operations.
However, after careful study and analysis, he found that things were not that simple.
Chen Zhuan's residence is located at the junction of the Chinese community and the concessions of various countries. Various relationships are intricate and the forces of all parties are complicated.
It can be said bluntly that any slight disturbance here may cause considerable turmoil, especially when it comes to the boundaries of multi-party concessions. Although it may become a three-no-no zone, it will also be more sensitive and may even Cause international disputes.
Therefore, the security here has always been good because no one dares to act rashly in such a sensitive area.
Obviously, the location of Chen Zhuan's residence was carefully considered. In such a sensitive area, the bodyguards of Chen Zhuan's residence can be said to have more peace of mind when guarding.
Safe to worry about?
Lu Xinge's heart moved.
…
“Captain, Chen Wentao has returned to Shanghai.”
Lu Xingge received a report from A Yuan and learned that Chen Zhuan's son, Chen Wentao, then director of the General Affairs Department of the "Ministry of Foreign Affairs" of the Nanjing Reform Government, had returned to Shanghai from Nanjing.
He was overjoyed.
Chen Wentao's return to Shanghai must be to prepare for his father Chen Zhuan's return to Shanghai.
after one day.
February 18, the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China, New Year's Eve.
The train Chen Zhuan took arrived in Shanghai.
Chen Wentao came to the train station with a large number of bodyguards to greet him.
Subsequently, under the watchful eyes of A Yuan and others, the Chen family father and son, surrounded by bodyguards, boarded the car and went straight home.
…
About an hour after Chen Zhuan arrived in Shanghai, Lu Xingge also received the news.
Lu Xinge was overjoyed.
“Inform all brothers to meet at the Cangzhou Hotel at Yuyuan Road at four o’clock tomorrow afternoon on time.” Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
Guangci Hospital.
A waiting room for delivery.
Cheng Qianfan held Bai Ruolan's hand, "It scared me."
At this time, there is still less than half a month before the due date.
Just in the afternoon, Bai Ruolan suddenly had a stomachache.
The whole Cheng family was in a state of panic. Mr. Cheng personally drove his wife to the hospital to wait for delivery.
After the doctor checked, he found that it was just ordinary labor pains and it was not the day of delivery yet.
However, for safety reasons, Cheng Qianfan decided to let his wife stay in the hospital, where doctors, nurses, midwives, maids, and wet nurses would take care of her, so that she could feel at ease.
"You are thirty years old, but you are staying with me in the hospital." Bai Ruolan looked apologetic.
“Wherever you are, that’s home.” Cheng Qianfan said.
He handed the peeled apple to his wife, "By the way, I'm going to visit Chen Zhuan's residence tomorrow night. I may come back later."
"Got it." Bai Ruolan took the apple handed over by her husband, took a bite, felt sweet in her heart, and nodded lightly.
…
The next day.
The first day of the Lunar New Year.
Lu Xinge started busy early in the morning, and he had decided to start the project on the first day of the new year.
As the front-line person in charge of this assassination operation, Lu Xinge had numerous clues and must be prepared as much as possible in advance.
“I have already made an agreement with Assistant Lin.” Lu Xingge, who arrived at the Cangzhou Hotel in advance, made an appointment with Ping Luchang, a member of the assassination team and military commander, and ordered, “Go to this address to pick up guns and ammunition.”
“Understood.” Ping Luchang nodded.
“Be sure to send the guns and ammunition to room 203 next door before four o’clock in the afternoon.” Lu Xingo warned again.
"Yes!" Ping Luchang took the order and left.
Not long after Ping Luchang left, Liu Haishan arrived secretly.
After careful consideration, Lu Xingge decided to invite Liu Haishan to join the operation.
Or, to be more precise, this is what Wang Iron Mu means.
On the one hand, it is because Liu Haishan himself has good military strength, and on the other hand, for such an important action, such an insider is not one of his own, but he can stay out of it. This is really not reassuring.
After Liu Haishan arrived, Lu Xingge first checked with the other party again to confirm the terrain, room layout and other information of Expert Chen, and then the two discussed and decided on the assassination time and specific action route.
Their specific plan was as follows: around six or seven o'clock that evening, they would first get rid of the guard at the gate of Chen's house, then enter the kitchen, then enter the living room from the kitchen passage, find Chen Zhuan, and deal with him.
Just when everyone had arrived at Cangzhou Hotel and made final preparations for the evening operation, Ping Luchang, who was responsible for picking up weapons, came back.
"What's going on?" Lu Xingge's face turned pale.
Ping Luchang only brought back fourteen rounds of ammunition and five short guns. The problem was that these five short guns were all rusty and it was difficult to say whether they could be used normally.
“Captain, Assistant Lin has no one at home.” Ping Luchang quickly explained.
It turned out that when Ping Luchang arrived at Assistant Lin’s residence, no one answered the door and no one answered his calls. This also attracted the attention of the patrolman patrolling nearby, so Ping Luchang had no choice but to leave.
Ping Luchang, who did not get the weapons, had no choice but to dig out the weapons that had been buried for use at Shanghai Station. However, he failed to protect them carefully. The guns were rusty and only fourteen rounds of bullets were dug out.
After hearing Ping Luchang’s explanation, Lu Xingge’s face was extremely gloomy, angry and helpless.
He could only distribute five rusty short guns to his men, then took out two magazines from his body, unloaded the bullets, and distributed a few more bullets to each person.
Subsequently, Lu Xingge called A Yuan over and whispered.
After a while, Ah Quan came back carrying a sack.
“Everyone should take one for later use,” Lu Xingo said, pointing to the axes and saws in the sack.
The men didn't say anything, and silently stepped forward to pick out axes and saws.
…
"Brother Liu, Zhihao, you two are responsible for keeping watch and observing the enemy's situation."
“Lu Chang, Thirty Wan, you two are responsible for supporting and covering.”
As Lu Xingge said, he glanced at the remaining people, "A Yuan, A Yi, and Pinshan, the three of you will follow me into Chen's mansion to assassinate." Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, all the subordinates who had been silent all looked at the captain, their eyes lit up, and their expressions became more determined.
“Very good, now everyone is evacuating from here in batches. We will meet at Yuguang Village on Yuyuan Road in an hour.”
"yes!"
…
“You traitor.” A Yuan couldn’t help but curse.
Suddenly it started to rain, and it was extremely cold in Shanghai on the night of New Year’s Day.
All the agents at Juntong Shanghai Station were shivering from the cold.
Looking at the entrance of Chen Zhuan's residence, it can be said that it is bustling with people at this time. Cars are constantly parked at the entrance. Some people come down carrying large and small packages of gifts, and then leave in a hurry.
Looks like they are all here to pay New Year greetings.
“Jiansheng.” Lu Xingge said in a deep voice.
He raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, "Let's go to the bar."
It's still early, and it's not the time to take action yet. They are hiding here. Although it is still hidden, they do not rule out the possibility of being discovered.
On the contrary, he went to the nearby bar without arousing any suspicion.
…
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Cheng Qianfan glanced at the heavy rain outside the car and frowned slightly.
He was worried that the heavy rain would affect his time to go back to spend time with his wife.
“Brother Fan, we have some clues about the matter you asked me to investigate.” Li Hao honked the horn to alert a late returnee crossing the road and said.
“Where is it?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
Mr. Xiao Cheng's arms business on the black market was suddenly greatly affected. On the one hand, because the Japanese were more strict with their inspections, Jiujiu Trading had to be a little restrained. On the other hand, there was a sudden influx of money into the black market some time ago. A batch of guns and ammunition directly affected Mr. Xiao Cheng's business.
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(End of this chapter)