Chapter 247: Assassination of Ye Zhikui

The subsequent National Congress almost became a one-man show for Ye Zhikui, and no one could be found to compete with him. Even those democratic figures were silent and did not dare to propose another candidate for president.

On that day, the parade of tens of thousands of people had already made them feel disappointed. Seeing that the military government had made the biggest concessions, if they dared to raise objections now, they would probably be hit on the back of the head with bricks when walking at night.

On October 1, the Speaker of the Senate was elected as Wang Shizhen and the Deputy Speaker was Wang Wenshao. On the second day, the members of each review committee were elected.

Except that *** still doesn't matter, three to five representatives in each province have obtained the senatorial letter of appointment from the governors of each province.

Originally, *** was required to agree to the republic or constitutionalism, but due to Ye Zhikui's prior objection, *** has now become "Ye Zhikui, the president of the term unlimited office", which made the *** people write the words "Agree" or "Oppose".

And just as the National Congress was in full swing.

However, there was an undercurrent in the capital. However, those members of the Clan Society who thought they were acting seamlessly never expected that their actions were actually under the surveillance of the patrol supervisor and the Intelligence Bureau.

"Sir, Zhao Bingjun, the patrol supervisor, seems to have noticed this matter, are we going to intervene?" In a dark room, a masked man in black asked softly to the corner.

If I hadn't looked carefully, I wouldn't have seen a person with two scars on his face in the corner. That person was the butcher.

The butcher fiddled with some jade rings on his thumb, and after a long time of silence, he said, "Let them take care of these small matters, just observe them secretly. If the people who patrol the police are useless, we will go on again."

"Yes, sir!" The man in black had no objection.

"By the way, those *** people are really hateful. They have been making trouble in China. Is it because they are bullying me, there is no one in China? Let the intelligence personnel of the *** Department teach them some lessons." The butcher has always believed that the best defense is offense. Although there are many *** people in China, there are also many junta intelligence personnel in Japan, so it depends on who is cruel.

"Yes, sir, then who are our target?" The man in black thought about it and asked. He was afraid that the butcher would be dissatisfied with the target.

"Hmph, since they have the kind of support for the assassination of the Grand Marshal of the Zongshe Party, we cannot be weak, Muren, just him." A cold light flashed in the butcher's eyes. These ***ers were like flies, killing endlessly. One of them died. Taking advantage of the weak control of the military government over the south, many intelligence personnel secretly sneaked into the coastal areas.

When the assassination of Emperor ***, the man in black was not afraid, but was a little excited. As long as he was not afraid of provoking a war, the personnel of these intelligence departments were really not afraid of heaven or earth. The more difficult the task, the more excited they were.

At the same time, Zhao Bingjun sat openly on the chair in the office, staring at the subordinates tensely.

"General Zhao, those members of the clan and social affairs party may have to take action in the past few days. They contacted a *** person, Kawashima Langsu, not long ago, and Kawashima Langsu went to the *** Embassy two days ago. I guess what agreement did Shanqi and the *** people reach with the *** people." The subordinates slowly told Zhao Bingjun about the results of the investigation over the past few days.

"We don't go to cause trouble for this Prince Su, but he comes to cause trouble for us. This time we must kill all these unrest parties." Zhao Bingjun clenched his fists.

"Prime Minister, please rest assured that these people are under our surveillance. Whenever there is any abnormal movement, we will find it." The inspector said with a smug smile.

"Very good, keep monitoring, I want everyone to get the stolen money." Zhao Bingjun wanted to take action again when they traded.

In the embassy area of ​​Dongjiaomin Lane, the sky was slightly white, and several night-scent cars containing feces were parked on the street. Several coachmen looked around vigilantly. When they looked at their fine skin and tender flesh, they knew that they were not the material for doing rough work.

Kawashima Natsu quietly walked out of the *** Embassy.

"Are you here to collect Ye Xiang?" Kawashima Narusu asked softly.

"No, we are here to collect feces." Several coachmen also whispered the secret code.

"Well, please wait a moment." Kawashima Nao turned around and went in.

Soon, several embassy staff carried several large buckets of night fragrance and placed them in the car.

"Please trouble you!" Kawashima Ransu said with a smile.

"Thank you!" The coachman clasped his fists and left.

The patrol supervisor, Zhao Bingjun frowned and asked in disbelief: "Did they have no abnormal movements today?"

His subordinates were also confused and said in confusion: "The people of the Sect and Social Affairs Party stayed at home and never went out. The plainclothes who monitored the Embassy also reported that the people were not moved. Kawashima Naruo also went to the Eight Great Hutongs to have fun today, but he went alone, so he probably wouldn't make any big waves."

It's impossible. Tomorrow, when the Grand Marshal appears in the Senate, there are many people and many people, it is the best opportunity to assassinate. Is the information wrong? They are not going to assassinate the Grand Marshal? Zhao Bingjun frowned deeply. This information was obtained through great hardships. I believe there will be no mistakes. If the Zongshe Party wants to assassinate the Grand Marshal, it will definitely require weapons and ammunition. The guns and ammunition in Beijing are controlled very strictly unless purchased from foreigners.

"You are sure they are not abnormal at all." Zhao Bingjun asked again.

"Yes, the job is very certain. This morning, except for some people who are in the *** Embassy, ​​there is no one else." The subordinate said confidently.

"Is it the day for those who pour out Yexiang to collect Yexiang?" Zhao Bingjun felt that he seemed to have caught something. Yexiang has a prescribed day to collect every month.

But his subordinate smiled and said, "Not bad."

In an ordinary house in the west of Beijing, Shanqi, Liangbi, Yulang, Tieliang and others were doing it.

Prince Su Shanqi sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest. Strictly speaking, this person still has some talent, but unfortunately he became crazy for his own selfish interests.

"Tomorrow is the day when Ye Zhe died. At that time, my Qing Dynasty will be restored to the country." Shanqi suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly.

"It's all your best-mindedness, the idiots outside the door should be stretching their necks to monitor us." Liangbi said with a smile.

Since they were targeted by Zhao Bingjun, they knew that the military government would send people to monitor them and others, so they used a golden plan to escape. On the outside, they all pretended to be guilty and acted. In secret, they had already contacted a group of other people to do business.

In this way, using himself to attract Zhao Bingjun's attention, he secretly planned. After all, there are many Manchu people in Beijing, so it is easier to find some people loyal to the Qing Dynasty.

"Ye Thief must have not expected that there was a secret passage under the Summer Palace to lead outside. At that time, there was a loud bang and dozens of miles of land were razed to the ground. Ye Thief must have died without a burial place." Tie Liang also looked at Shanqi with a happy face. It was because of the existence of this prince that they knew this secret.

"Don't be careless, Tieliang, you go to the *** Embassy tomorrow and confuse Zhao Gou again." Shanqi said with a sneer.

"Yes, prince! I will bring some 'guns and ammunition' back." Tieliang replied with a smile.

The real explosives probably have entered the secret passage at this moment, waiting for the explosion.
Chapter completed!