Tang Hao was swept away by the crowd, screams came one after another, and people ran around.

As he ran, his head turned firmly to look.

He heard the words Zhao Yi shouted.

He saw the man raise the short gun in his hand and resolutely pull the trigger.

He saw Zhao Yi fall down with a bang.

The Japanese officer held a southern pistol, the soldiers held a rifle, and the bayonet flashed with cold light to fall Zhao Yi.

They stared at the body of the man who committed suicide, and then became angry and a soldier pressed down the bayonet and stabbed the body, and was then stopped by the officers.

Zhao Yi is not a real pro-Japanese element.

He is from Chongqing!

He is anti-Japanese!

He died to fight against Japan!

Tang Hao's mind was filled with this information, or was stirred up by these shocking news, which was difficult to digest for a while.

At the far end, Xiu Yuman's eyes were filled with shock, and she stared at this scene in a daze.

An anti-Japanese patriot failed to assassinate Wang Baihai and resolutely committed suicide to his country!

Xiu Yuman took a deep breath, she concealed her inner sadness, turned her head to see the reactions of the people around her.

Some people were frightened and fought against each other.

These are pro-Japanese elements.

Some people's eyes flashed with complex light, some fear, some shock, some thought, and - admiration!

"Look!"

"What is that?"

Someone exclaimed and pointed in the air.

Everyone looked up and saw snowflakes falling down in the sky.

Xiu Yuman clenched his fists. She knew that the comrades had seized the opportunity of chaos just now, and the success of the gods threw the flyer unconsciously.

A leaflet fell at Xiu Yuman's feet, and she bent down and picked it up in her eyes:

Defeat the traitor Wang Baihai!

Forty million Chinese people angrily scolded Wang for selling his country!

"Yuman, it's best not to look at this." Cheng Haitao came over and took away the flyer from Xiu Yuman's hand.

"If Mr. Wang saw it, he would be furious." Xiu Yuman turned his eyebrows and turned his head to look in the direction where the ship was docking.

"This is the purpose of Chongqing elements! They came to make trouble on purpose!" Cheng Haitao said in a deep voice.

"Is it Chongqing?" Xiu Yuman asked in confusion.

"Assassination in public! Even using dead soldiers is the style of Chongqing." Cheng Haitao said.

Xiu Yuman immediately understood that Cheng Haitao was confusing Zhao Yi's assassination and scattering leaflets.

She reflected on herself, feeling that she shouldn't have asked the question "It's Chongqing", so she immediately made up for it, and she was not interested in these fights, killings and was interested in them.

"It's so scary." Xiu Yuman patted his chest, "There are just that..."

Then he glanced at Cheng Haitao's malicious gaze, his face turned cold, he snorted and turned away.

Cheng Haitao looked at Xiu Yuman's back as he left in anger, laughed, turned his head and looked around. Seeing someone picking up the flyer and even stuffing it into his arms, he couldn't help but sneer.

I'm afraid this is why Chongqing still sent a dead soldier to act even though it knew it would be impossible to hurt Mr. Wang.

Shanghai is a Japanese-occupied area.

The gunfire and death were told by the people in the Japanese-occupied area that Chongqing was still resisting.

At this time, Cheng Haitao saw something happening on the other side of the ship. Someone got off the ship and came over quickly. He was shocked by the gunshots.

...

Dingling.

Office of the Deputy Chief of the Central Police Office.

"I am Cheng Qianfan." Cheng Qianfan picked up the microphone.

"What happened?" he frowned, "Okay, I understand."

The phone number was called by him under the liaison office of the Political Department and informed him of the news that Chongqing elements were intending to assassinate Wang Baihai at Qiujiang Wharf.

He originally planned to ask how the assassin was, but the cautious Cheng Qianfan finally didn't ask.

After putting down the phone, Cheng Qianfan picked up the police cap and put it on, and went directly to the Political Department’s investigation and arrest office.

At this moment, it is naturally Pitt who has the most informed information in the entire central police station.

When Wang Baihai arrived in Shanghai, it was naturally impossible for the French Concession to not pay attention to it.

Among the reporters and VIPs at the dock, there must be people from the Political Department among them.

When Cheng Qianfan came in, Pete was talking to someone with a microphone. He glanced at his friend and signaled him to sit there casually.

Cheng Qianfan did not sit down, but picked up the bottle of red wine on Pitt's table, took off the block with a sound, took another wine glass, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"This is my best wine storage." Pete hung up the phone and screamed strangely.

"I just received a call. Someone at Qiujiang Wharf intends to assassinate Wang Baihai. My people are not sure about the specific situation, let me tell you." Cheng Qianfan ignored Pete's complaint. He took a sip of wine and showed his interest.

"It's true." Pi Te nodded, "The Chongqing elements wanted to sneak in and assassinate Mr. Wang. After being stopped by the Japanese military police, the man killed a soldier and committed suicide."

The news of Zhao Yi's death from Pete's mouth was confirmed. Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat, and huge sadness came.

Although I was mentally prepared, when this moment really came, this sadness was still heart-wrenching.

"What are they going to do?" Cheng Qianfan said, "I know it is impossible to approach Wang Baihai and even more impossible to succeed in assassination, but I sent someone to die in vain."

Then he saw Pete's expression become solemn.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"That assassin is a hero," said Pitt.

"Hero? Hey!" Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "I'm just going to die for nothing."

"You don't understand." Pete shook his head seriously, "It is impossible for Chongqing to know that this assassination has no hope of success, but they still have to act, even if it is to directly lose an excellent soldier."

Pete directly picked up Cheng Qianfan's wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and continued, "Shanghai is in the Japanese-occupied area. They used the bloodshed of a soldier to tell the people of the Japanese-occupied area that they were still fighting and were also telling Wang Baihai that most Chinese people would not recognize his behavior."

Cheng Qianfan's eyes flashed with shock.

This is not pretending, he was really shocked.

He naturally knew what Peter said.

When Haozai came back last night to report to him, he asked him a question: Is Zhao Yi worth it to die in vain?

Cheng Qianfan's answer was: As long as the gunshots are fired, Wang Baihai hears the gunshots, and Shanghai citizens hear the gunshots, the task will be completed!

When Hao Zai heard this, he was silent for a while, then raised his head, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes and light.

Cheng Qianfan asked him.

Haozi's answer was that he felt much better now that he knew that Brother Zhao Yi was worth dying.

"What's going on over there in Wang Baihai?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a daze, "Are you scared by the gunshot?"

"It is said that he was very scared." Peter said with a smile.

"Ah?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised. He just asked casually.

"When the gunshots rang, it was said that Mr. Wang was meeting guests. He was so scared that he almost knelt on the ground. Later, he hurriedly sent someone to find out the situation." Peter said with a wink.

Cheng Qianfan smiled. Wang Baihai was so scared by the gunshot that he almost knelt down. This naturally could not be true. The biggest possibility was that the citizens fabricated and keen on spreading.

Don’t underestimate the information in this detail. What does this mean? It shows what people want. It shows that Shanghai citizens do not welcome Wang Baihai and this traitor.

This is also the meaning of Zhao Yi’s death with mercy!

...

"Have you found out the identity of the assassin?" Umetsuzuzu asked with a gloomy face on the upper left.

The person responsible for the security and protection of Wang Baihai at Qiujiang Wharf is Mei Jinzhu on the upper left.

"Report Shaozuo, this is a reporter certificate found from the deceased." said the Japanese officer.

"Zhao Yi, Dongya Ilbo." Umejinsuo, the upper left, took the blood-stained reporter's certificate and looked carefully.

"Yes, Shaozuo, the East Asia Ilbo is on the list of allowed entry," said the Japanese officer.

In order to protect the safety of Wang Baihai, Japan set up two checkpoints at Qiujiang Wharf.
To be continued...