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Chapter 588

"Who are you."

Kuang Fuan was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the man in black, and suddenly drew out his pistol and pointed it at the fat man. The surrounding police followed suit and surrounded Takashi Ikuta and the physical evidence back to back.

They understood that if the important suspect was lost, everyone present would be unlucky, and they had to work hard to avoid losing their jobs or being dispatched to the jungles of Southeast Asia.

Being pointed at by so many guns, the fat man didn't feel flustered at all, and introduced himself: "My dear Xu Enzeng, Director of the Secret Service Headquarters, this person is related to an important case we are investigating.

I also ask the inspector to hand him over to us. In the future, Xu will be well rewarded. Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine. I have more than 100 people here, and you have no chance to take him away. "

Xu Enzeng stood swaggeringly on the side of the road, and waved his hands behind him after speaking. The secret agents raised their weapons, including pistols, rifles and submachine guns, which looked very intimidating.

When he received the information from the Secret Service, he didn't really believe it. Bringing people here was just a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Under the pressure of solving the case within a limited time, he had to try any clues.

Unexpectedly, the police actually arrested a person and found a weapon in the person's car. Although I don't know what the relationship between poaching and killing the Indian policeman is, this line cannot be let go.

Seeing the policemen surrounded by his subordinates, Xu Enzeng was surprisingly calm at the moment. It is impossible to openly attack the policemen in the concession. Restricting the opponent's actions and exerting pressure is the only feasible way at present.

As long as the two sides can make a peaceful handover, the situation will not get out of control. He is just a poacher, and not a suspect in a serious case. Presumably this group of patrols will give the national government and himself this face.

After all, everyone was earning tens of dollars in wages, so they had nothing to do to fight their lives. Unexpectedly, at the next moment, the inspector on the opposite side shouted to prepare, and the sound of guns being loaded immediately rang out.

Standing behind the Indian patrol, Kuang Fu'an shouted with a livid face: "Director Xu, if you take people away now, I can pretend that nothing happened, otherwise don't blame me for not being sympathetic.

This suspect is not as simple as poaching migratory birds. If you want the patrol room to hand over the prisoner, you should first apply to the SAR court, and then the foreign ministry of your country should make representations to the concession.

It’s nothing to bring people to surround us like this. Is the national government going to war with the concession? If you are not afraid of causing international conflicts, then shoot. We are not many but we are willing to accompany us to the end. "

If Takashi Ikuta hadn't been involved in the espionage case, especially the espionage case about the British royal family, Kuang Fu'an might have handed him over, and the upper management of the police station would not have said anything.

The problem is that even if the secret documents are found, that person must not hand them over, but why is the Secret Service Headquarters so anxious to snatch people away? Could Ikuta Takashi's accomplice be the other party?

Thinking of this, Kuang Fu'an secretly winked at the white inspector who reported the report, signaling the other party to find an opportunity to leave the confrontation scene, and called John Kaiwei to send people to support him.

In case the Secret Service Headquarters is the mastermind behind the scenes, it is very likely that they will choose to kill them. There is not much chance of winning the battle between the police and professional intelligence personnel, and they can only rely on the number of people to make up for the gap in strength.

Xu Enzeng on the opposite side was stunned, why things were different from what he thought, were the policemen in the concession so brave, they didn't let go in the face of absolute disadvantage, after thinking about it, he opened his mouth to explain.

"I don't know how to call this inspector. Someone Xu doesn't want to embarrass you, but this person is the murderer of the murder case of the three Indian patrols on your side. If he can't be caught, my Secret Service Headquarters will not be able to get rid of the grievances.

And with the blessing of Mr. John Kaiziwei, the chairman will take off my head at any time. I have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy of the concession. Everyone is Chinese. I advise you to do it well. "

Indian patrol was killed?
Kuang Fu'an was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking, but Ikuta Longxi next to him was very angry, why did he put all the shit on his head, and refuted with his neck raised.

"It's nonsense. I have no grievances with the Indian police. Why kill them? Even if you plant them, don't use such ridiculous excuses and reasons. The Japanese samurai have nothing to fear.

One day the empire will avenge me, and when the Japanese locust army enters this city, it will kill all of you despicable and shameless Chinese and British bastards.

The chattering Takashi Ikuta was gagged again, and both parties secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, this guy was chattering, and they couldn't even talk about serious things.

Over there, Kuang Fuan hesitated for a moment, and asked people to drive away the onlookers, walked out of the protection of the police, cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "My name is Kuang, and I don't understand the case Director Xu mentioned.

But for the cannibal and the dead, since Kuang has eaten the food of the patrol house, he naturally wants to serve the concession. Besides, this person is a Japanese diplomat, so it is useless even if he is handed over to you.

In addition, to be honest, we have found secret documents in the place where this guy haunts, which is related to the British royal family and the Far East Fleet. You are engaged in intelligence, and you should know the weight of this matter. "

Japanese diplomat.

secret documents.

british royal family.

Far East Fleet.

Xu Enzeng and Ikuta Takashi's heads were buzzing. One of them didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. Unlike criminal and public security cases, intelligence cases are very sensitive, and it is impossible for police to release people.

One is that I didn’t expect the scapegoats to be blamed one after another, and they didn’t give people a chance to breathe. First they said that they poached migratory birds, then they said that they killed Indian police officers, and now they stole British intelligence.

It's endless.

And that bastard, Lao Dou, is too courageous. He dared to put such a terrible secret document in his residence. Didn't he expect someone to search for it? You shitty senior intelligence broker in Shanghai.

"No! No!"

Takashi Ikuta twisted his body hard to explain what happened. After working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for so many years, he knew very well that if this matter was exposed, he would have no way out.

Because no matter it is true or not, in order to appease the anger of the British, the empire will definitely kill him as a scapegoat. Compared with the "friendship" between the two countries, sacrificing a small son-in-law is very cost-effective.

As a result, Ikuta Takashi got a few more loud mouths on the face, and the ones who did it were the Indian police officers with unfriendly faces. They had stayed in Shanghai for a long time, so they naturally understood Chinese.

Hearing that the murderer of the three fellow villagers was right in front of them, the group wished to shoot Ikuta to death, but slapping a few slaps was already restrained, and no one could say anything about it.

Sure enough, Kuang Fu'an glanced at this side and didn't say anything. Anyway, it was the red-headed assams who beat up the people.

"Inspector Kwong"

Xu Enzeng was in a dilemma, and after thinking for a few seconds, he had an idea: "Since the suspect is related to both of us, it is better for the Secret Service Headquarters and the Patrol Office to work together to supervise each other.

In this way, you can bring people back, and I can give an explanation to the higher authorities. Combining the strengths of the two can also solve the case as quickly as possible. Don’t forget that in the field of intelligence, we are professionals. "

Kuang Fu'an looked at the fearful subordinates, and then at the spies who were ready to move. He knew that unless he fought to the death, this was the best result, so he put forward the conditions with a dark face.

"Director Xu, cooperation is too big a matter for me to make a decision. If you have the sincerity to cooperate, then go with me to the chief patrol room and discuss with Mr. John Kaiziwei in person.

Otherwise, everyone will see the real chapter under their hands. Let me remind you that the Japanese Marine Corps is stationed not far away. Let them know that their diplomats have been arrested, and they may send troops to stop them. "

"Okay, that's it."

Xu Enzeng was also afraid that there would be an accident if the matter dragged on, so he hurriedly agreed, clapped his hands and let the road out of the way, then got into the car and followed the convoy from the police station, and galloped along Beichuan Provincial Road.

Kuang Fu'an sat in the car expressionlessly, ignoring the secret agent headquarters that looked like dog skin and plaster, thinking about one thing in his mind, why the Guo party said that the murderer who killed the Indian patrol was Takashi Ikuta.

The one who killed was clearly himself.

Since he was transferred from the Hong Kong city to Shanghai by the organization, he has joined the patrol room through his connections, using his status as a patrol to protect and help other comrades, and by the way, to inquire about the secret information on police affairs in the concession.

The assassination of Xu Enzeng and Zuo Zhong failed last time. Before entering the French Concession, he subdued three red-headed assams who tried to rape Chinese women. How could this be done by the Japanese.

Will there be a problem here.

If there is no problem, can you push the boat along?
Kuang Fuan held the window of the car and tapped on the glass lightly, pondered for a while, and first decided that this was not a trap. With his own face disguised, the victim could not remember his appearance.

As for the three patrolling arrests, it was even more impossible. He was murdered at the time, and the information he received later confirmed that the other party was two dead and one seriously injured. The seriously injured did not leave any testimony before his death.

It is also unrealistic to push the boat along the way.

Although John Kaiwick declared that the shooting at Elizabeth Hospital was a gang fight, anyone with a discerning eye would understand that it was a fight between the fruit party and the underground party, and it had nothing to do with the Japanese.

Kuang Fuan felt that perhaps Xu Enzeng was eager to get rid of the crime, so he randomly found a suspect in the patrol room and pushed the charge of framing to the concession, so it made sense.

If it's just an ordinary case, no matter how timid you are, there is a high probability that you will hand over the person under pressure. When the person is in the hands of the Secret Service Headquarters, you can concoct it as you want.

It's a pity that Xu Enzeng miscalculated. This is not an ordinary case. Today's arrest is to divert the public's attention. Second, Takashi Ikuta is involved in the espionage case. They will not release him at all.

Kuang Fu'an smiled lightly immediately, looked up to find the driver concentrating on driving, quietly opened the information found in the residential building, read it at a glance, and quickly memorized it.

"Bang~"

Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the tranquility above Beichuan Provincial Road. The patrol room and the team of secret service headquarters stopped immediately.

(End of this chapter)