Chapter 72

“Xiao Cheng, eat more, this is Ningbo’s prawns, it’s hard to get them in Shanghai now.” Jiang Liyao was a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at him, the more delighted she was.

During the meal, she took the initiative to clip the food.

Su Shou’an, on the other hand, a belly full of anger, hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls, and then pushed the chopsticks, said he was “full”, upstairs in the study to sulk.

“Dad ……”

“Don’t pay attention to him, more than fifty years old, still like a child, small-minded.” Jiang Liyao directly interrupted.

“Auntie, I think uncle is worried that Mo’er will suffer after marrying me, he just can’t understand for a moment.” Cheng Mo silently added.

Jiang Liyao snorted coldly: “He is just short-sighted, Xiao Cheng, you are a foreigner back, and have a serious job, is to earn a little less, but the job is stable, our family lacks this money?”

“Auntie, uncle is also a good intention ……”

“I still do not understand him, forget it, do not say, eat, he loves to eat not eat, anyway, a meal does not eat, not starve, but this Pu Shan Tang’s old Lu Dong, hey ……” Jiang Liyao finished, a long sigh.

Cheng Mo’s eyes jumped, lowered his head and grilled rice, not wanting to open his mouth.

“As soon as I talk about this old Lu Dong, I also can’t eat, what a good person, how did he meet this kind of bad luck, this heavenly killer, why doesn’t he go to kill those abominable Easterners, looking for us good people for what.” Jiang Liyao put the chopsticks down and sighed.

“Mom, what are you saying, why didn’t I understand?” Su Mo’er listened in confusion and asked curiously.

“This morning, in Lu Ban Road the first Chinese director of our French Concession, Lu Hong, was assassinated by someone.”

“Ah?” Su Moer let out a surprised cry and subconsciously turned her gaze to Cheng Mo, she knew that Cheng Mo had assassinated Fan Gang and Yang Fuyuan, but whether Lu Hong was him or not, she didn’t know.

Cheng Mo’s expression was calm and collected, Su Moer still needs to practice, so happy and angry, it is easy to be seen to be broken, even in front of the family, but also need to learn to restrain.

It seems that in the future, she needs to be reminded.

“Little Cheng, have you heard?” Jiang Liyao asked Cheng Mo a question.

“Well, I heard about it.” Although the Public Concession is not a system with the French Concession, but the occurrence of such a big case will definitely be notified, because it is likely to assist in the investigation, after all, the killer killed someone, it is impossible to stay in place and wait for you to catch, it will definitely run.

Then usually, run to hide in the public concession is a very normal thing, the Japanese-controlled South City and Zhabei, obviously the chances are very small.

“Recently robberies, homicides are frequent, uncle and aunt go out and pay more attention, try not to go to crowded places, can stay at home, stay at home, this Japanese occupation of Shanghai, Zhabei into ruins, and there is a period of chaos it.” Cheng Mo reminded.

“Xiao Cheng is right.” Jiang Liyao nodded.

“Ah Mo, I’m sorry, today my dad he said those words ……” After eating, Su Moer sent Cheng Mo out with her head down.

“Fool, how could I blame you.” Cheng Mo laughed, this is since ancient times, son-in-law and old father-in-law relationship is not much.

“That bet you made with dad, can you really win?”

“Don’t worry, if I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have made that bet with your dad.” Cheng Mo said, “Gotta make him willingly marry you to me, then he’ll naturally have nothing to say.”

“But, three months, where are you going to compete for so much money, even if you buy stocks, the stock market is in chaos right now, it’s not a place where you can make money at all.”

“I studied political economy, this I still don’t understand, don’t worry about it, I have my own way, you just wait to be my bride.” Cheng Mo hemmed and hawed and said.

Su Moer’s cheeks reddened and spat, “Who wants to be your bride.”

“Old Hu, drive a little slower.”

“Don’t worry, miss, I will definitely send young Cheng Gongzi home safely.” Driver Old Hu hemmed and hawed.

The next day’s newspaper, indeed, reported the news of the assassination of Lu Hong, a famous industrialist, philanthropist, and former Chinese director of the French Concession, on the front page.

On the newspaper, there were many analyses of Lu Hong’s assassination, some thought it was a revenge killing, some thought it was the behavior of the Blue Coat Society, and even said it was a murder by anti-Japanese rioters. The most outrageous actually said that it was a “ghost” murder, because no one heard gunshots at the scene, but it was a ghost who killed him.

Therefore, also gave a rather shocking title: “ghost gun” murder.

This is not much knowledge of the public to give full play to their imagination, wildly guessed, but in the eyes of the case of the court room, this is nonsense.

If the “ghost gun” murder, this Lu Hong body and how the reality of the existence of bullets? This is not a contradiction.

This is certainly man-made, but the rumor together, and then go to dispel the rumor is no longer helpful, not to mention, this case left too few traces of the scene, in addition to that from the Lu Hong body out of the warhead.

This warhead was examined, or a 6.5 mm rifle bullet, which is undoubtedly, is the Japanese army used the 38 type rifle bullet warhead.

But can the Marshals Service publicize this clue?

Obviously it could not.

Lu Hong had just been elected to the Japanese-supported pseudo-citizens’ association, and in the blink of an eye, the Japanese killed him? There’s no reason for that!

Of course, if you want to get rid of the blame, this is the best way, the assassination involves the Japanese, whether this case can be investigated, or whether the truth can be found, it is not a matter of ability.

There is only one thing to do with this case, drag it out, drag it out, it will become an unsolved case, and then a new case will appear, it can be put on the shelf.

Luckily, this time he didn’t die. The bullet went through his lungs and grazed his heart, just an inch away.

Otherwise, he would have been dead.

It is also a great life, if it is not the time of the incident, Guangci Hospital is in the neighborhood, rescue in time, it is really not good to say.

A little later, Lu Hong this old and weak body simply can not hold out to save him at that moment.

Fenglin Bridge, Zhou Weilong’s home.

Newspaper “white paper black paper” report, hard to stimulate his nerves, again “dark fire” team did.

Less than a month, the list of three people were sanctioned, he really did, although Lu Hong life, the bullet deflected an inch, but compared to the two action teams under his command, dozens of people it, up to now have not been able to take a handful of results it.

How can he not be anxious, this continues, he is the Shanghai Special Administrative Region of the district may not let the Ministry of suspicion of their own incapacity it.

Thinking about how to turn around the image of Shanghai Special Administrative Region in the Ministry, downstairs heard knocking on the door, Mrs. Zhou heard the news, and hurriedly got up and went to open the door.

The one who came was an old acquaintance, Cheng Yiming, the secretary of Shanghai Special Administrative Region, and Wang Fangnan, the head and assistant secretary of Intelligence Group One.

These two came together, there must be something important, Zhou Weilong hurriedly came downstairs.

The three met and said “Happy New Year” to each other, then began to report on the work, but not least about the assassination of Lu Hong case.

The information about Lu Hong’s New Year’s Day trip to Pushan Hall was provided by the Shanghai Special Administrative Region, and just after he provided the information on this side, the assassination was carried out on the other side, and the swiftness and decisiveness of the action was mind-boggling.

“District seat, according to the information we have from our insiders in the Marshal’s Office, Lu Hong didn’t die, the bullet grazed past his heart just a little bit.”

“So, the ‘Dark Flame’ operation failed?” Zhou Weilong let out a cry of surprise, and actually had a trace of a sense of relief.

“Although the person didn’t die, he is still in a coma and hasn’t completely passed the danger period, so it’s still too early to say that the mission has failed.” Wang Fangnan said.

“Yes, District Commander, otherwise, let’s remedy the situation for them?”

“No, don’t draw fire.” Zhou Weilong shook his head, “Report it to the headquarters as it is, let’s not meddle in the affairs of the ‘Dark Flame’ team in the future.”

“Yes.”

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