At this time, Chen Chen and Chu Jiao had already walked to the vicinity of the aisle, walking calmly, and walking calmly.

But the two were closer to the bodyguard and almost had to fight each other.

Although the bodyguard looked at him, Chen Chen was unintentionally interested in killing him.

The scream sounded, and the bodyguard immediately turned his eyes and rushed forward in a hurry, giving up his back to Chen Chen.

Chen Chen turned his steps, took off Chu Jiao's arm and hid behind the bodyguard. He quickly raised his gun and fired it quickly at a distance of close proximity.

The bodyguard was shot in the back of the head, and took advantage of his inertia to rush out two steps before he fell to the ground.

Sugihara's bodyguard was surrounding him to check what was going on. The dance hall was already in chaos, but it was not the state of rushing me to mess around.

With the gun closed, Chen Chen took Chu Jiao's hand, speeded up, entered the aisle without looking back.

Soon, the dancing men and women rushed to escape, fled, and the chaotic scene was in chaos.

But this could no longer affect Chen Chen and Chu Jiao's retreat. Before the chaotic crowds surged out, they quickly passed through the corridor and left the dance hall.

It was still a distance from the car, and the screams from behind sounded. The crowd squeezed out of the dance hall like a camp and ran away.

Under such circumstances, several bodyguards will definitely not be able to maintain order, and only if there is a small team of soldiers can stop the fleeing people.

Chen Chen opened the car door and Chu Jiao got into the car. The car drove onto the road and threw a mess behind him.

…………………

It was late at night, and the lights in the Japanese military police were bright, but they were like a white shroud, with a miserable atmosphere.

Sugihara's body had just been dissected, and three bullets were taken out, stained with blood, stinging Kawaguchi's eyes. His face was solemn and sad.

"Immediately check the ballistic traces, I'll wait for the results in the office." Kawaguchi Hei waved his hand, and the two technicians followed the order.

Kawaguchi Hira's eyes moved to the corpse's face, and a lot of blood flowed, Sugihara's face was pale, as if it was covered with a layer of white powder.

This is his colleague, his comrade-in-arms. An excellent Yamato warrior, who has made great achievements in combat, but died in despicable assassination.

There seemed to be tears flashing in Kawaguchi Hiraki's eyes. After a last look, he slowly pulled the white cloth on.

"His Excellency Jingqing asked you to go to his office." A Japanese military police came over and reported in a deep voice.

Kawaguchi nodded and walked out.

Captain Jing Qing would never have such a gentle tone. He must be furious. What should I ask? It should be a good idea to get out!

Kawaguchi Hei guessed in his heart that his steps also seemed heavy.

The case of Xinya Hotel is still unclear, so I don’t know where to start; Sugihara was assassinated again, and there are no clues.

Kawaguchi Hei stopped at the door of Ikiki's office, smiled bitterly, tidied up his military uniform, and knocked on the door.

"There is no clue, right?" I Kiichiro was beyond Kawaguchi Hei's expectation, and was not extremely angry and furious.

But this calm tone was too abnormal, which put more pressure on Kawaguchi Hei.

"Hayi!" Kawaguchi Hiraki lowered his head and said helplessly: "The Huyi and the legal arresting house jointly investigated the scene. There were many people and there were no useful clues. Of course, the subsequent investigation is still in progress-"
Chapter completed!