"Wu Sang found out so quickly?" Asano Ichiro was surprised. He found a leader of the Green Gang and did it easily, which surprised him.

"How dare we neglect what Mr. Ji assigned? This is all the information of that woman. Mr. Asano, please check it out."

"Mu Sang's efficiency in doing things really makes me admire you!" Asano Ichiro was a little surprised. In some aspects, this Chinese are much better at doing things than the Japanese.

"Mr. Asano was joking. It is my honor to be able to serve the Great Japanese Empire." Wu Sibao said with a flattering smile.

Wu Sibao is ugly, with a fat face, and his smile is even more ugly. Moreover, his life is due to his wife, Yu Aizhen, and the goddaughter of Ji Yunqing, the leader of the Qing Gang.

"Very good, Wu Sang, I hope we can be friends."

"Friend, of course." Wu Sibao floated up slightly, "Mr. Asano, do you have any instructions?"

"Please help me watch this Anping clinic. I need their every move, do you understand?"

"I understand, I have to cover it with Mr. Wu." Although Wu Sibao was cruel and ruthless and murderous, his mind was still a little bit. Now the Japanese in Shanghai are the most powerful, and even Ji Yunqing has cooperated with the Japanese. Did he refuse?

With the support of the Japanese, he had no problem walking sideways in the French Concession.

"Meng Fanxing, it's interesting..." Asano Ichiro looked through the information and showed a mysterious smile.

Takeuchi Yunko suspected that Lu Xiyan was a "woodpecker", while he felt that Meng Fanxing was more suspicious, or that Lu Xiyan was more like her online.

...

"Stop quarrel, go back together. Let's have the four of us together for the New Year's Eve dinner. I'll say it to Uncle Xiangsheng." Lu Xiyan made a strong decision.

"Brother Anzi, you..."

"What, Meimei, you don't listen to Brother Anzi?"

Meng Fanxing wanted to speak but stopped, but finally nodded and agreed.

"Meimei, don't worry, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Let's face the things you worry about together. At worst, after the Chinese New Year, we just leave this place of right and wrong."

"Brother An Zi is right. If you can't afford to offend, we can afford to hide." Meng Hao also said excitedly.

While talking, the door of the clinic downstairs was knocked hard.

"Doctor, doctor, help..."

"Haozi, I'll go down and take a look. You and your sister are staying at home." Lu Xiyan pushed the broom in his hand into Meng Hao's arms, "Sweep it clean."

"Here, come..."

At the door, four or five men in blue and cotton robes were carrying a seriously injured person. The leader was full of evil spirits, and there was a scar on his right forehead, smashing the clinic door desperately.

"Are you a doctor?"

"I'm."

"Yes, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and save people!" The leader Scar yelled at Lu Xiyan with flat head.

Saving lives and healing the wounded is the duty of a doctor. Whether it is a good person or a bad person, saving people is the first priority. However, the origin and attitude of these people are understandable. Lu Xiyan hurriedly opened the clinic door and let people in.

"Carry it inside, there is a disposal room..."

"Guss wound?" Lu Xiyan checked a little on the simple operating table and was a little surprised that the injured person actually had a guns wound.

"Yes, gunshot wounds, please treat him quickly. If it doesn't cure it, you'll want to look good!" Scar flat-headed threatened fiercely.

"This gunshot wound is to be reported to the police station. I am a doctor in a small clinic. At most, I can only see headaches and fevers. How many of you are not making things difficult for me..."

"Stop talking nonsense, surgery is done right away."

The waist is bulging, and there is a weapon at first glance. This is the New Year...

"Hey, hey, okay..."

"The patient has too much blood loss and needs a blood transfusion. Does anyone know what blood type he has and what he has the same blood type as his?" Lu Xiyan asked.

"My, I have the same blood type as the fourth brother." One of the men rolled up their sleeves and said without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll help me, brothers, I'm the only one in my clinic. If I delay the life of this brother's life, I'll…"

They also know their blood type. These people are afraid that they really have different origins. Who ordinary people know what blood type they have?

This kind of minor surgery is not very difficult for Lu Xiyan.

The warhead was quickly taken out.

It is a 6.5mm rifle bullet. There is no doubt that it was shot out by a Type 38 rifle. In Shanghai, only the Japanese have Type 38 rifles.

"Okay, the patient needs to rest for a week, and the wound cannot be infected, otherwise..."

"Talk!"

The leader Scar dropped a small yellow croaker and said, "You should be more tight-lipped, don't talk nonsense, it will not be good for you."

Obviously, they did not intend to leave the wounded, and even took away the removed "warhead".

He is clean and neat in his work, and he is also quite military-friendly.

Clean up the disposal room, and after all this, it was already dark.

...

Lu Xiyan has seen many such things. Various murders and revenge killings occur every day in Shanghai. How many corpses will be caught on the Huangpu River?

They dare not go to large hospitals such gunshot wounds of unknown origin. Large hospitals are crowded with eyes and many rules. Once they are targeted, it will be troublesome.

Although the medical equipment of small clinics is not as good as that of large hospitals, they are better than hidden things. They leave after being cured and no one knows anyone.

After packing up, Lu Xiyan was about to close the door.

A familiar back was seen on the corner of the street. Monte came over, and there were others behind him.

When I looked closely, it was Ichiro Asano who had met him.

"Doctor Lu, are we meeting again?"

"Yes, Mr. Asano, is there anything wrong?"

"Doctor Lu, did four or five people carry a wounded person to your clinic just now?" Asano Ichiro asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Yes, what's wrong."

"Lu, did you perform surgery on the injured injured?" Monte asked.

"I am a doctor, and it is my duty to perform surgery on the injured." Lu Xiyan did not hide it. Concealing such things will only make bad things, let alone this is not a relative or accustomed. He knew what those people did.

"Doctor Lu, those people are a group of murderous thugs without blinking. We are chasing them. I hope Dr. Lu can provide them with all their clues and help us arrest them." Asano Ichiro said.

"But, I don't know them?"

"You don't need to know it, you just need to describe their physical characteristics and their dress and where they go." Asano Ichiro said.

"This is not a big problem. Cooperating with the police station to handle cases is the responsibility of a good citizen."

"Thank you then!"

...

"Ru, be careful of this Asano Ichiro, he seems to be eyeing you?"

"Look at me, what do I have to pay attention to?"

"I don't know, my intuition tells me that he seems to be interested in you." Monte shrugged, saying, "After all, he is a strictly trained policeman, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent to Shanghai to hold an important position."

"I heard that Japanese people have that perverted preference in some ways..."

Lu Xiyan felt chills.

...

"Brother Anzi, what's going on? Why is that Asano Ichiro coming again?"

"This time it has nothing to do with your sister. A few people came to the clinic just now. One of them was injured by a gunshot. I had surgery and took out the bullet..." Lu Xiyan explained.

"That's right, can we go back now? Dad is still waiting at home." Meng Hao said.

"Yeah, I can go back."

How could I be empty-handed when I went to someone’s house to have the New Year’s Eve dinner? Lu Xiyan had already prepared a gift, carried it himself, and came to the Meng family with his brothers and sisters.

"Dad, open the door, we're back!" Meng Hao knocked heavily on the door.

"Here, here, stinky brat, let you call Xiao Anzi, where have you been in the wild this afternoon?" A hoarse voice came out through the crack of the door.

Meng Fanxing couldn't stop his eyes and turned red immediately. It was his father's voice, but it was not as loud as before.

Lu Xiyan looked at her and signaled her to "stop".

Crunch!

As soon as I looked up, my eyes were facing each other.

Father and daughter are connected, how can they not recognize each other?

Meng Xiangsheng was stunned, and Meng Fanxing was also at a loss, not knowing what to react.

"What are you doing when you stand?"

"dad……"
To be continued...