The day passed, and Zhao Jinghu listened to the reward, and was still a little patient, and ordered the personnel to continue monitoring and not to relax. The next day passed again, and there was still no movement in the Golden Si Niangniang Temple, and the Sanguang Coding had also withdrawn from the concession, as if it was over.

But the development of things was not just as simple as letting Zhao Jinghu withdraw his manpower in disappointment. On the first night, Master Xu Zhuang, Liu Xiaodao and Chen San went to the fireworks and Liuxiang to find happiness, but the next day, Master He Zhuang came back, saying that the two of them were in the gentle place and would not return tomorrow.

It is not new to people in the fireworks, and Mr. He Zhuang's words did not arouse any doubts. The next night, all the "masters" who went out to ambush and intercept them came back. Mr. He Zhuang generously donated money and called for wine and food to drink and have fun with everyone. Just as these people were drunk and were drinking happily, Mr. Xu Zhuang and Mr. Xu Ai quietly left the place.

"Cheers, drink!"

"Mom, I've been outside for two days and I've had no bullshit."

"It's best to stay for a day and give money for a day. Do you still want to fight with others and fight for it?"

"Drink, drink now and get drunk now."

Bang, someone fell down, which caused laughter. But over time, these thick pieces were not aware of it, and they were too heavy to fall on the ground. More and more people fell on the table.

"I'm sorry, everyone." A cold voice sounded, and the guy who was a little sober then found that the hall where the gathering drink was surrounded by more than a dozen big hooded bodies, and the black muzzle pointed here.

"You have lost the wind and caused trouble. Zhao Jinghu, Mr. Zhao said, "You can't leave you behind." The big man waved his hand, and muffled sounds brought bullets from the god of death, sending the "masters" who were shouting but now dazed and stumbled to see the King of Hell.

Under the bullets that were as fast as a sudden rain, the hall was covered with blood in the ground, and the bodies were covered with corpses. Occasionally, the sound of dying screams or roaring roars disappeared instantly.

The leading man swept his cold eyes across the scene like a slaughterhouse, waved his hand gently, and more than a dozen killers formed a team to retreat and retreated in an orderly manner.

The moon poked its head and face from behind the clouds, as if observing the place where flesh and blood were flying, and seemed to be careless, and just stared coldly.

Under the cold moonlight, a corpse suddenly moved, stretching out a hand from below with difficulty, and his fingers slowly stretched out, and then stopped moving. After a while, another corpse was moving, but the anesthetic and gunshot wounds made it very difficult for a few survivors to move.

At this time, the news of the successful action was already being transmitted quickly through the phone. Others may not have the huge effect of this new thing. Chen Wenqiang installed and used it in the public concession and the French concession. The speed of information transmission is sometimes the key to the success of the perfect plan.

After receiving the news, Xu Anbao had applied for assistance in the investigation documents from his superiors. Xu Anbao immediately took several plainclothes police officers to the general police station of the Public Concession at No. 185 Fuzhou Road.

Even though it was night, there were still Western inspectors on duty in the general police room of the Public Concession. Seeing the letter of assistance signed by the French Concession Director Waltz, the Western inspector immediately sent a commander and five police officers to No. 32, Fuxu Road, together with Xu Anbao and others, they went to No. 32, Fuxu Road to investigate.

In fact, although the police stations in the public concession and the French concession are in a system, there is still a lot of cooperation with each other. Therefore, Western Inspectors are also routine and do not think that there will be any major discoveries.

In contrast to the Western Inspector, Xu Anbao was full of confidence. The plainclothes police officers he brought were all the brothers of Long Xingtang who were placed in, which made him feel safe and reliable. As long as the case of Huang Jinrong was solved, he could take a step forward and become a Chinese Inspector and replace the prominent position left by Huang Jinrong.

When they arrived at No. 32, Fuxu Road, they knocked on the door and shouted, but no one responded. The commander felt that it was abnormal and asked the police to climb over the wall and open the door. When everyone came to the hall, they were immediately stunned by the bloody slaughterhouse.

Xu Anbao opened his mouth wide, his eyes dulled. In fact, he didn't know the specific action plan, but only knew that he wanted to crack the Huang Jinrong case here. The policeman Peng Zhen next to him was Long Xingtang's confidant. According to the plan, he took the initiative to step forward and squatted down beside a guy who had just crawled out of the pile of dead people, and asked loudly: "Who did it, who killed so many people?"

Dai Ketian opened his godless eyes, looked at Peng Zhen, and gritted his teeth with all his strength, "Zhao, Zhao Jinghu, he is so cruel."

"Zhao Jinghu" Peng Zhen repeated loudly, so that everyone could hear it, "Hurry, send this wounded to the hospital, he said that the killer was Zhao Jinghu."

"Zhao Jinghu, bastard." Another faint curse came from the pile of dead people, and there were survivors who were proof of it.

Now I can't escape. Peng Zhen was secretly happy and knew that the plan had finally been perfectly successful. Now, it was just a search. Not only did the Xu brothers deliberately left a letter from Long Xingtang, but it also had to accidentally find Huang Jinrong's body, thus forming a perfect chain of evidence. It can not only explain the reason for Huang Jinrong's murder, but also confirm that the murderer was Zhao Jinghu.

"Tao Xu." Peng Zhen stood up and called Xu Anbao who was still stunned, "Look, let's look around? After all, the letter of escort is very certain. Such a big bloody incident happened here again."

"Ah? Ah!" Xu Anbao woke up a little slowly, nodded quickly, turned to the commander beside him, and stated his request.

At this point, Xu Anbao could no longer have any strange intentions and was completely shocked by Long Xingtang's ruthlessness. At the same time, he also understood that it was his fate that Long Xingtang helped him to the throne, and he did not dare to be arrogant because of favor. Not to mention Huang Jinrong's fate, the more and more ears around him were enough to prevent him from talking and moving.

The insurer who came to assist in the investigation was already full of a big head. This was the first time in the public concession that such a big bloody case had to cause a stir. Zhao Jinghu was probably going to be over, and the survivor's testimony left him with no way to escape.

But things are far more than that. When Xu Anbao, Peng Zhen and others found letters and guns and ammunition hidden in the backyard according to the secret notes left by the Xu brothers, they also related to Zhao Jinghu and the Huang Jinrong case.

It was dim and No. 32, Fuxu Road was already full of policemen and busy, and a more thorough search was started. As expected, the blood-stained strips left under the flower tree attracted attention. Xu Anbao's "eyes were like torches" and saw the strangeness of the flower tree.

Everything went on like this. When Huang Jinrong's somewhat rotten corpse was regained, Long Xingtang's plan to kill three birds with one stone was finally perfectly successful.
Chapter completed!