The night passed quickly.

The next day, the beach in Shanghai was quiet and peaceful.

Most of the people involved in the disaster relief were still asleep, and the early people were talking about it because they didn't know the truth.

Looking down at the world under the sky after the rain, no one except the closest relatives were sad for the innocent victims.

For them, the tragedy of other families is just a topic of conversation.

Fevorli rushed into the British consulate early in the morning and threw a piece of material that Merlot had sorted out in detail in front of Bain.

"I want an explanation, Mr. Bain."

The material contains detailed records of the telephone switch:

On July 27, 1903, at 10:11 pm, and at 10:22 pm, 777, the number of the 777 was called the Public Concession 119 Fire Administration, but no one answered the call.

But 119 made several calls at 10:05 pm, 10:31 pm, 10:45 pm, and 11:07 pm.

If the call record is just a suspicion of Devimen's intentional non-response, then the photo is another clear proof.

"This is a scene taken by my friend and Charlie's friend at the door of the Fire Administration. You can still see the firelight over there from the backlight."

After saying that, Fei Woli took out another confession: "In addition, this is the confession of the four arsonists arrested."

"I'll arrange for someone to arrest you now." Bain said helplessly, his face was already trampled on the ground by Fewolli.

But at this moment, Fevorli said, "Mr. Bain, you know why I came to you and provide these."

“…”

"It's a trouble for the whole Shanghai that such a fool is also a collusion with Baochang. I'll hand over these things to you first. As for what you want to do, I'll wait for your phone number." Fei Woli said and stood up and said goodbye.

He expressed his intentions only for Devimen and handed him the knife.

But Bain knew that the initiative in this matter was actually in the other party's hands.

Especially the other party’s words, “Devi’s collusion with Baochang.”

Fei Woli's meaning is already very obvious, you must help me kill Baochang.

This French bastard is really OK, the question is, am I doing something wrong?

But Bain had no way to resist threats and demands from the French Concession.

Because once this matter is exposed, it is not just Devimen who is embarrassed, and the entire British Far East management agency will become a laughing stock.

His reputation will be over.

And he thought Fewoli had certainly had other tricks.

Sure enough, not long after Fewoli left, the newspaper he read today published the great achievements of the French consul himself to put out fires and arrest arsonists.

Looking at the figure of Charlie Han in the photo in the newspaper, Bain rubbed his eyebrows and picked up the phone: "Check me Mr. Ha Tong."

But at this moment something happened in the public concession.

When Jason got up and tried to get the car, he found two thin green skins standing outside the 777.

Seeing that it was Mr. Yang, the two green skins nodded and bowed. One of them actually said to him in pidgin English: "Sir, Mr. Charlie's, car?"

"Yes."

"I..." Qingpi's words were exhausted and he pretended to be a bodyguard, meaning that he found the car and his brothers immediately guarded here.

Jason laughed and said that he understood, Qingpi continued to gesture that they didn't smash the glass.

Then they insisted on not giving Jason the tips, and said with great confidence that this is what it should be.

Jason was helpless and proud when he looked at the dew on their heads, and he knew it was the magic of the license plate owner.

Then he opened the car door and prepared to get in, but at this moment he accidentally saw the two people exchanged glances from the reflector and reached into his arms.

If Jason was in the past, he would die.

Because he has no experience in the world.

If it were Jason who had been with Charlie Han for a long time, he wouldn't say it too old now.

He didn't think about it and rushed forward immediately, then ran without looking back and shouted, "Help, help."

Because the two green skins had knives in their hands.

By the way, the two guys were stunned. Damn, this foreigner's reaction was so fast?

Seeing that Jason had run through the corner, he actually came back. This time he was followed by two foreigners, one was Foreman and the other was Kesp.

After coming back in the early morning, they slept in Meifeng and got up and prepared to ask Jason to go to Charlie's house together.

They were walking a road directly opposite Meifeng. When they arrived at Jason's house, Jason had already come out.

Just as they wondered where Jason was going, they heard the shouts, and Kesp and Foreman rushed over immediately.

So the scene soon turned into three foreigners chasing two green skins. No matter how these two green skins threatened, these three foreigners were you going forward and I retreat, and you retreat and I retreat.

By the way, the physical fitness of foreigners these days is much better than that of ordinary Chinese people.

The two green skins were so entangled that they collapsed and finally they were panting like dogs. The policeman who rushed over to hear the news easily held it down.

Now Jason didn't care about looking for Charlie. He stared at the case because he was sure that the other party was targeting him, and he must unearth the instigator behind him.

This incident quickly alarmed the US Consul George.

American citizens were almost killed by the green skin on the beach, which was simply intolerable.

With the strong joining of the US Consulate, the two Qingpi quickly explained that they were instructed by Li Moping, the arrester of Laozha Police Station.

But when the Americans called over and demanded that Li Moping be detained, Li Moping was already dead in the wilderness!

Now the British and American sides in the public concession were stirred up again.

And this Li Moping was the one who arranged Qingpi to go to the French Concession to set fire.

So immediately afterwards, Guan Weizhi, a judge in the Shanghai Public Trial Hall, who had taken over four arsonists, also gave a note to the British side, demanding that the matter be handed over to Li Moping.

Dead? If you die, move the corpse!

According to the Concession Regulations, all Chinese crimes shall be jointly investigated by the Public Trial Hall.

So his request is justified.

Under the pressure from several parties, the British side was suddenly in a panic.

Devimen disagreed and slapped hard: "The arson is nothing more than an internal strife among the Chinese. As for why they did not go to put out the fire, the reason is very simple. The Public and Directors Bureau wants to independently own firefighting team, and has not paid enough funds for this year. This is Mr. Bain, who you agree to. Since the Fire Administration Department has no obligation to rescue him, let alone I have not received the call."

Bain did agree with Devimen's application to increase the funding for Fire Government at that time.

Because this is a good thing for the Industrial Department.

But the problem is, he didn't know that so many things would happen later.

Devimen's words were equivalent to kidnapping him. Bain was almost exasperated and shouted: "Do you think everyone is a fool? The four arsonists were instructed by Li Moping, but who was instructed by Li Moping?"

"Who?" Devimen asked with a sneer: "That bastard died in the wild. The Chinese can whip his body! I don't understand why you questioned me about this."
Chapter completed!