Changbang Road, a barren mountain cemetery at the junction of the public concession.

Received a report.

Inspector General Jin Jiu brought people to inspect the scene in person.

The disciples who died were his name.

"Master Jin, the three brothers Dong Fei died, all of which were fatal to one knife. The one who killed people was a master. If someone with such skills in Shanghai was afraid that he could count with one hand." Weng Xiong roughly checked the wound and said.

"Who do you think it is?"

"I don't know, I've never seen the shape of this kind of wound. It's strange, and it's not the first scene here."

"When did Dong Fei get into such an enemy?" Jin Jiu's face changed slightly. Such a master suddenly appeared in the French Concession, and he was still his disciples.

He couldn't help but feel a little too careless.

If you do too many unethical things, you will inevitably feel guilty, fearing that one day the enemy will come to you.

"The three brothers Dong Fei are lazy and gamble. They often can't pay the money for the part. They often choose some foreign faces to get some money. This time they may encounter a tough idea. If they meet someone they shouldn't have touched, they will fall!" Weng Xiong analyzed.

Jin Jiu nodded. Weng Xiong's analysis made sense. If he came to him, why bother to attack the three Dong Fei brothers?

But then again, his disciples died. Could this be a warning to him?

"Is there anyone else in Dong Fei's family?"

"I don't know very well..."

"According to the rules, the body was pulled to the charity house, and a notice was posted, asking the family to recognize the body." Jin Jiu waved his hand and ordered that people were killed every day in Shanghai. How many cases can be solved?

What Jin Jiu was most worried about was whether it was coming for him. There were too many enemies, and he didn't know when it was his turn.

"Weng Xiong, I'll leave this case to you. Be sure to solve it as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master Jin!" Weng Xiong agreed.

...

The third floor of the Central Police Office, Political Department.

"Meng Hao, you did a good job this time." Tang Jin personally called Meng Hao to his office, smiled and encouraged him.

"Thank you Detective Tang for your appreciation."

"Do it well, you have a future." Tang Jin smiled slightly, reached out and patted his left arm hard, "I'm very optimistic about you."

"Thank you, Detective Tang."

"Go and do things." Tang Jin smiled.

Meng Hao saluted and turned around and left.

"Report!"

"Come in."

"Joseph Tang, you are here, please sit down!" Seeing that Tang Jin had come in, Salli, the inspector general and director of the Political Department, did not get up to greet him, but just looked up slightly and buried his head in signing the documents in his hand.

"Director, I have brought back all the people and things, but what should I do?" Tang Jin sat in front of Sarli and asked seriously and solemnly.

"Joseph Don, you know, these things are like hot potatoes, and they will never be left in our hands." Salli glanced at him and said.

"What the director meant is, are we going to make a deal with the Japanese?"

"It can be said that we are now surrounded by Japanese people. First of all, we must ensure the safety of the French Concession. Sometimes necessary compromises are necessary." Saarli said.

"But the Japanese army in Nanjing are all anti-human behaviors. If we do this, wouldn't it be that they would cover up their behavior?" Tang Jin said dissatisfied. He knew that Sarli was a versatile person, and had a very close relationship in Shanghai, had close relationships with Japan, and even participated in certain interests.

But he concealed it well and had no substantial handle.

"Joseph Don, I know what you think, but now we must be responsible for the safety of the lives and property of the diaspora in various countries in the French Concession, do you understand?"

"Director, have you seen those photos? If we do this, will we be scolded by people from later generations?"

"I only care about the order and security of the French Concession. Tang, this is also what the Consul General means. Do you understand?" Sarri's eyes revealed a stern warning.

"Mr. Consul General, Director Nakar..."

"Don't talk nonsense to me here anymore. Hand over the things and leave the rest to Officer Ma Long to take over. I understand?" Salli ordered.

"yes!"

"Also, I'll tell your subordinates that I don't allow a word to be said out. This is an order."

"Yes." Tang Jin agreed helplessly. He didn't understand why the French were so afraid of the Japanese. Didn't they claim freedom of the press?

Why do they become timid when the critical moment comes?

How could the Japanese army commit heinous crimes in Nanjing be concealed by such means? The truth cannot be covered up after all.

...

Betton Road home.

"The stuff was sent out?"

"Well." Meng Fanxing nodded. Although this thing is not an important strategic intelligence, it is of great significance. Whether it is the exposing the fierce and cruelty of the Japanese army now, the inhumanity, and the future that will allow future generations to understand and remember this painful history.

"Don't worry, it's much better to fall into the hands of the French concession authorities than the Japanese." Lu Xiyan comforted, "However, the intelligence of the concession authorities is so accurate this time, there is obviously an insider in the newspaper. Otherwise, how could such a secret news be leaked?"

"Insider?" Meng Fanxing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Meimei, do you think, how do the police room know that the evidence of these films will appear in the Awakening News Agency, and it will be known in advance?"

Meng Fanxing nodded.

"Meimei, does this matter have anything to do with you?" Lu Xiyan asked seriously.

"I just know about this. The specific shipping film and handover line have nothing to do with me." Meng Fanxing shook his head.

"How did you know, who told you?"

"Yang Hanliang, the editor-in-chief of the Awakening Newspaper, told me." Meng Fanxing said.

"You know each other?"

"I met it three years ago..."

"Why did he tell you such a secret matter?" Lu Xiyan frowned slightly. Youdao was a scholar who rebelled for three years. These people were just passionate and extremely impulsive. Although they had the spirit of martyrdom, they did not understand the strategies of struggle, and they often sacrificed in vain.

"He used to be my teacher." Meng Fanxing explained.

"Your teacher, no wonder..." Lu Xiyan nodded. This is understandable. The teacher and the student are not close, but not far away. They are familiar with each other and know each other. With the personalities of these people, they have no sense of confidentiality at all.

"Meimei, this matter probably has nothing to do with you. However, if someone has seen you go to the Awakening Newspaper and Yang Hanliang, I am afraid there will be trouble." Lu Xiyan said.

"What should I do next?"

"I'm afraid that someone will get hot, so I will wash out the negatives you sent out and publish them to the public." Lu Xiyan said slowly.

"Isn't it good to make the whole world recognize the cruel face of the Japanese army?"

"It's OK, but you're in danger, do you understand?"

"What danger is there?" Meng Fanxing looked puzzled.

"If you didn't go to see Yang Hanliang, Yang Hanliang didn't tell the secret of the negative film, so there was no danger. But now, once you find that the photos are finally leaked, you said, can the concession authorities not doubt it? As long as you investigate, you are afraid that your suspicion will be immediately confined."

"This probably won't be..." Meng Fanxing also hesitated a little.

"The only way is that Yang Hanliang can withstand the interrogation and say nothing, so they will have no evidence." Lu Xiyan said.

The newspapers are so chock-up people, it’s really hard to say who is a human and who is a ghost.

Suddenly, I heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Brother Anzi, sister, it's me, open the door..."

Open the door, Meng Hao came in from outside.

"It's broad daylight, why are you closing the door for..."

"Haozi, why did you come back so early?" Lu Xiyan asked strangely. How could such a big case be arrested?

"It's nothing, why don't you come back and do it?"

"Did Tang Jin not let you participate in the interrogation?"

"The case was handed over to the French. We had nothing to do with us. Even Detective Tang couldn't get involved."

Lu Xiyan felt something was wrong, and after thinking about it for a while, he seemed to understand it again.

The French Concession authorities wanted to use the evidence they had in their hands to threaten the Japanese or make transactions with the Japanese. These French guys were really thieves.

"Brother Anzi, sister, I'm hungry. Do you have any food here?" Meng Hao asked heartlessly.
Chapter completed!