The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 72 "Dark Fire" failed

"Xiao Cheng, please eat more. These are Ningbo's prawns. It's hard to eat them in Shanghai now." Jiang Liyao was the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. The more she looked at it, the happier she became.

When eating, I often take the initiative to pick up food.

Su Shou'an, on the other hand, was very angry. He ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry, pushed the bowl and chopsticks away, said that he was "full", and went to the study upstairs to sulk.

"dad……"

"Ignore him. He is over 50 years old and still acts like a child. He is petty and petty." Jiang Liyao interrupted directly.

"Auntie, I think uncle is worried that Mo'er will suffer hardship after marrying me, but he just can't figure it out for the moment." Cheng Momo made a final stab.

Jiang Liyao snorted coldly: "He is short-sighted. Xiao Cheng, you came back from studying abroad and have a serious job. You just earn less, but your job is stable. Does our family lack this kind of money?"

"Auntie, uncle is also kind..."

"I don't know him well yet. Forget it, let's not talk about it. He likes to eat or not. Anyway, he will starve to death if he doesn't eat. But this old Mr. Lu of Pushan Hall, hey..." After Jiang Liyao finished speaking, He let out a long sigh.

Cheng Mo's eyelids twitched and he lowered his head to pick up the rice, not wanting to speak.

"When I talk about this old Mr. Lu, I can't eat anymore. What a good man, how could he encounter such a misfortune? This god damn killer, why doesn't he kill those hateful Japanese people and come after us? What do good people do?" Jiang Liyao put down the bowl and chopsticks and sighed.

"Mom, what did you say? Why didn't I understand?" Su Mo'er was confused and asked curiously.

"This morning, Lu Hong, the first director of our French Concession, was assassinated on Luban Road."

"Ah?" Su Mo'er was surprised and subconsciously turned her attention to Cheng Mo. She knew that Cheng Mo assassinated Fan Gang and Yang Fuyuan, but she didn't know if Lu Hong was him.

Cheng Mo's expression was calm and composed, but Su Mo'er still needed to practice. Being so full of emotions and anger would make it easy for others to see flaws. Even in front of family members, he had to learn to restrain himself.

It seems that I have to remind her in the future.

"Xiao Cheng, have you heard?" Jiang Liyao asked Cheng Mo.

"Yes, I heard about it." Although the public concession is not the same system as the French Concession, such a major case will definitely be reported because it is likely to assist in the investigation. After all, the killer has killed someone and cannot stay where he is and wait for you. If you catch it, it will definitely run away.

Under normal circumstances, it is normal to hide in the public concession. In Nanshi and Zhabei controlled by the Japanese, the chance is obviously very small.

"Recently, robberies and murders have occurred frequently. Uncles and aunts should be more careful when going out. Try not to go to crowded places. Stay at home if you can. The Japanese occupied Shanghai and reduced Zhabei to ruins. There are also It's been a mess for a while," Cheng Mo reminded.

"Xiao Cheng is right." Jiang Liyao nodded.

……

"Ah Mo, I'm sorry, what my dad said today..." After dinner, Su Mo'er sent Cheng Mo out and lowered his head.

"Fool, how could I blame you?" Cheng Mo chuckled. Since ancient times, the relationship between son-in-law and father-in-law has not been good.

"Can you really win the bet you made with dad?"

"Don't worry, if I wasn't sure, I wouldn't make this bet with your dad." Cheng Mo said, "If he is willing to marry you to me, then he will naturally have nothing to say."

"But how can you fight for so much money in three months? Even if you buy stocks, the current stock market is in chaos and it is not a place to make money at all."

"I majored in political economics. I don't understand this yet. Don't worry, I have my own way. Just wait to be my bride." Cheng Mo smiled and said without hesitation.

Su Moer's cheeks turned red and she spat: "Who wants to be your bride?"

"Lao Hu, drive slower."

"Don't worry, miss, I will send Mr. Cheng home safely." The driver, Lao Hu, chuckled.

……

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

In the newspapers, there were naturally many analyzes of Lu Hong's assassination. Some thought it was a vendetta, others thought it was an act of the Blue Clothes Club, and some even said it was a murder committed by anti-Japanese thugs. The most outrageous thing is that "ghosts" were responsible for the murder, because no one heard the gunshots at the scene, so weren't they the ones killed by ghosts?

Therefore, it was also given a rather horrifying title: "Ghost Gun" Killings.

These are all random guesses made by uninformed people who gave full play to their imaginations, but in the eyes of the police officers handling the case, these are all nonsense.

If the "ghost gun" killed people, how could there be real bullets in Lu Hong's body?

Is not this contradictory.

This must be man-made, but there are rumors, and it is useless to refute them. Moreover, there are too few traces left at the scene of this case, except for the warhead taken out of Lu Hong's body.

After inspection, the warhead was still a 6.5mm rifle bullet. There is no doubt that it was the warhead of the Type rifle bullet used by the Japanese army.

But can the law enforcement agency release this clue?

Obviously it can't.

Lu Hong had just been elected as the executive committee member of the Pseudo Citizen Association supported by the Japanese. In the blink of an eye, the Japanese killed him?

There is no reason!

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

There is only one way to deal with this case, put it off, put it off, put it off, and it will become an unsolved case. Then when a new case comes up, it can be shelved.

Fortunately, no one died this time. The bullet penetrated the lungs and missed the heart by just an inch.

Otherwise, people will really be gone.

It was also a lucky fate. If not for the accident, Guangci Hospital was nearby and the rescue was timely, it would have been hard to say.

If it were a little later, Lu Hong's old and weak body would not be able to survive the moment of treatment.

……

Fenglin Bridge, Zhou Weilong's home.

The "white paper and black paper" report in the newspaper severely stimulated his nerves, and it was done by the "Dark Fire" team.

In less than a month, all three people on the list were sanctioned. He really did it. Although Lu Hong was lucky and the bullet missed by an inch, compared to the two action teams under him, which numbered dozens of people, they have not been able to do it until now. There is no record of success.

How can he not be anxious? If this continues, he, the head of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region, will not let the headquarters suspect that he is incompetent.

Just as he was thinking about how to change the image of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region in the headquarters, he heard a knock on the door downstairs. After hearing the news, Mrs. Zhou quickly got up and went to open the door.

Those who came were old acquaintances, Cheng Yiming, secretary of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region, and Wang Fangnan, leader and assistant secretary of the Intelligence Group.

The two of them came together, so they must have something important to do. Zhou Weilong hurriedly came downstairs.

When the three met and said "Happy New Year" to each other, they began to report on relevant work, including the assassination of Lu Hong.

The information about Lu Hong's New Year's Day trip to Pushantang was provided by the Shanghai Special Administrative Region. As soon as he provided the information, the assassination was carried out over there. The action was so quick and decisive that it was shocking.

"Sergeant, according to the information we have inside the arrest room, Lu Hong is not dead. The bullet grazed his heart, just a little bit."

"So, the 'Dark Fire' operation failed?" Zhou Weilong was surprised and felt a little relieved.

"Although the person is not dead, he is still in a coma and has not completely passed the dangerous period. Therefore, it is too early to say that the mission has failed." Wang Fangnan said.

"Yes, District Commander, how about we make it up for them?"

"No, don't set yourself up for trouble." Zhou Weilong shook his head, "Report the truth to the headquarters. We should not pay too much attention to the affairs of the 'Dark Fire' team in the future."

"Yes."

　Keep asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)