At the execution ground in front of Songyuan Gate, a reporter from Zhongyang Daily held up a camera to take pictures of Qiao Zhendong kneeling on the ground.

Tomorrow the newspapers will publish a piece of news: Skynet has been fully restored and the Communist elements who assassinated government officials have been brought to justice.

Qiao Zhendong looked pale and could barely control his trembling legs. He never dreamed that he would end up like this.

Who can blame this?

It seems that no one can blame me but my own bad luck.

An inspector with a fourth-level commissioned police rank stepped forward, unfolded a piece of paper in his hand, and read aloud: "The criminal Qiao Zhendong, male, originally from Shenyang, Liaoning, was arrested on May 8, the 23rd year of the Republic of China. On the same day, an official of the National Government was shot and killed in the street... The Shanghai Municipal Court unanimously ruled that those who committed this heinous crime will be executed as a warning to others!"

Among the onlookers, Tao Qinghong burst into tears and burst into tears.

"It has been confirmed that he is indeed the criminal Qiao Zhendong himself."

"It has been confirmed that he is indeed the criminal Mao Jun himself."

"It has been confirmed that he is indeed a criminal..."

Qiao Zhendong was not the only prisoner to be publicly executed today, but two other death row inmates were also executed.

The chief inspector raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was now ten o'clock in the morning, which was the prescribed time for execution. He shouted loudly: "Firing squad, prepare!"

The execution team stood in a row, raised the medium-sized rifles in their hands, pulled the bolts and loaded the bullets one after another, and pressed the hard barrel against the back of the prisoner's head.

Qiao Zhendong's knees weakened and he knelt on the ground with a plop. He felt a sudden heat in his crotch - he was so scared that he peed his pants.

Some people don’t want to live, but no one is not afraid of death.

The other two were not much better. They all knelt on the ground involuntarily, their eyes closed tightly, and their whole bodies were left trembling.

The execution was about to be carried out, and all the crowds and vehicles that wanted to pass in front of Songyuan Gate were stopped at a distance.

Liang Hongzhi hesitated a little, and even if he wanted to pass, it would be impossible.

"Inspector Xu, where are you going?"

"Hongkou Patrol Room. Oh? I'm going home by the way."

"The house is on Duolun Road, right?"

"Yes? How does Mr. Liang know?"

"We are not far apart. You are on the British Concession side of Duolun Road? I am on the Japanese Concession side..."

After a slight pause? Liang Hongzhi continued: "Well, is that so? There's something going on at home and I'm in a hurry to get back? If it's convenient? Can Inspector Xu help accommodate and let my car pass here?"

"Mr. Liang, I'm afraid this won't work, do you know that? The rules are set by the Ministry of Industry? As a police officer, if you take the lead in openly disobeying orders, you will definitely attract criticism..."

Xu Siqi glanced at his watch: ten o'clock in the morning.

He immediately changed the topic and continued: "How about this, I happen to pass by Duolun Road? It's the same for you in my car."

Liang Hongzhi hesitated whether to take Xu Siqi's car.

"boom!"

A bullet hit Liang Hongzhi's car.

Liang Hongzhi shrank his neck in fright. Looking in the direction of the gunshot, there was a row of old-fashioned Shikumen buildings, surrounded by camphor trees that blocked the sky and the sun.

Hearing the gunfire, the inspector loudly asked: "What's going on?"

A police sergeant hurriedly approached, turned around and pointed, and whispered: "The police officer on duty was too nervous? The gun went off, but fortunately no one was hurt."

"The gun went off?"

"Yes. I just came from the police academy and have no experience."

"How can he be a policeman if his mental quality is so poor? After he returns, he will be transferred to the household registration department."

"yes."

…

The bullet made Liang Hongzhi completely sober. He didn't know how many assassins had come. It would undoubtedly be an extremely stupid thing to continue waiting here as targets.

Although there are police at the gate of Song Garden, they are police from the Chinese community. Who can guarantee whether they are in the same group as the assassins?

"Hurry, hurry, get in Inspector Xu's car!" Liang Hongzhi urged repeatedly.

The two cars were very close. The bodyguard immediately got out of the car and reached out to open the back door of Xu Siqi's car. Liang Hongzhi scurried into the car with his head in his arms.

The driver asked from behind: "Mr. Liang, what should I do?"

"Go home directly!" Liang Hongzhi said without looking back.

The bodyguard also got into the car and whispered: "Mr. Liang, the suitcase in the trunk, inside..."

Liang Hongzhi glared at the bodyguard and said angrily: "Will the suitcase die?"

After training his men, he immediately put on a smiling face and said to Xu Siqi: "Inspector Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Xu Siqi said: "Mr. Liang, is the gunman coming for you?"

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it. I've gotten used to it over the years."

"You dare to openly assassinate celebrities on the street in broad daylight. The security in the Chinese community is really bad..."

While talking, the Ford car turned right in front of Liang Hongzhi's car and drove quickly towards the new garbage bridge.

In the van, Hidejo Asano observed for a while and said, "Sakai-san, take ten people with you to search for the person who shot the gun. Remember, this is the Chinese border. Try not to alert the police."

"yes."

Sakai got out of the car with ten team members and scattered towards the place where the shots were fired. They looked no different from ordinary people. Most people would never tell that they were a group of well-trained soldiers.

Asano Hidejo said in a deep voice: "Follow that Ford!"

Now that Liang Hongzhi has changed his car, there is no need to continue to protect his own car.

On the new garbage bridge, there is an eye-catching warning sign in Chinese and English: Non-official vehicles are prohibited from passing.

Asano Hidejo frowned and ordered: "Speed ​​up and pass the car in front!"

The driver stepped on the accelerator hard, and as he approached the checkpoint, the truck finally overtook the Ford sedan.

Looking at Asano Hidejo with a stern look on his face, he strode over quickly. The two bodyguards looked at each other and reached for the pistols in their waists in unison.

Xu Siqi lightly stepped on the brakes, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, he is Japanese."

Seeing that it was Xu Siqi who was driving, Asano Hideki couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he stepped forward and knocked on the car window.

Xu Siqi rolled down the window, leaned forward and said, "Asano-kun, is something wrong?"

Asano Xiucheng bent down, looked at Liang Hongzhi in the car, and then at the two nervous-looking bodyguards, and said in Japanese: "Inspector Xu, what's going on?"

"Mr. Liang, take my car back to Hongkou. Is there any problem?" Xu Siqi took out a cigarette, lit one, and replied casually.

Asano Xiucheng took a step closer and whispered: "Xu Siqi, you know who Mr. Liang is. Don't play tricks. You promised me..."

"Did you drive here?"

"certainly."

"If you are worried, let Mr. Liang get in your car. I will save you the trouble."

“…”
Chapter completed!