The Wansui Pavilion in Hongkou District, Shanghai was closed, and the door was full of Japanese military policemen with guns and ammunition. They all looked solemn, were wary, and were full of murderous spirit.

In the museum, Sato, captain of the Japanese military police, Nagato, Inoue Hiaki and others stood there with a pale face, and bloody corpses were neatly placed on the floor in front.

A Japanese military police came over, and it seemed that they were technical personnel of the military military police. In front of these big guys, he felt heavy pressure and hesitated for a moment. He picked up the paper in his hand and said softly: "According to statistics, there are 47 people who died in total, including 33 club members, 12 staff members, and more, Miss Nagamo Sako and the driver..."

"I don't want to hear boring numbers." The commander of the military police, Sato, suddenly roared: "I want to hear clues about the murderer, clues."

"Hayi." The Japanese military police trembled in fear and responded in a trembling voice.

"There are four murderers." The Japanese military police continued to report, "Three people went upstairs to kill people, and one was responding downstairs... Judging from the traces of the scene, they were all well-trained and strong people. The murder weapons included an axe, a dagger and a pistol, and a warrior.

Sato was very dissatisfied with the report from his subordinates and glared at him fiercely.

"And, there's." The Japanese military police were even more nervous. "Judged by the footprints, they were wearing our military leather boots, and, judging from the wounds of Miss Nagamo and the driver, at least one person was good at Japanese swordsmanship."

Sato waved his hand impatiently, and the Japanese military policeman bowed and retreated as if he had been amnesty.

"Japanese sword technique? Military police leather boots?" Inoue Hiaki murmured, his hands constantly rubbing his shiny cane.

At this time, a Japanese man in casual clothes came in from outside and came to Fanbu's ears of the special high school class and muttered softly. Fanbu frowned and raised his hand and waved it.

"Courselor Nanyun once formulated an action plan." The low voice of the farm rang. "It is for the United States. My people came to report just now. This plan was not in the office of Director Nanyun, which means that the plan was lost."

"Is it serious?" Sato asked worriedly.

"If it falls into the hands of Americans, diplomatic disputes are inevitable. Moreover, agents lurking inside the US embassy will also be exposed." The farm sighed softly.

"No matter whether this plan is brought here by Director Nanyun, or whether this plan will eventually fall into the hands of Americans, we must make some response preparations." The farm waved resolutely, "I'm sorry, I have to go back and arrange it first. I'll leave it to you here. Please send the report to my office if we need to cooperate. If we need to cooperate, the Special High School will do its best."

"Please." Fan Bu bowed slightly, turned around and walked out.

Looking at the back of the departing family, the military police captain Sato shook his head distressedly. Such a major and vicious incident occurred. As the military police captain responsible for public security, he could not refuse to blame. Moreover, the murderer left so few clues... he couldn't help but feel depressed.

Inoue Hiaki slowly paced inside the house, and kept combining broken clues in his mind, analyzing, hoping to gain something. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, military police leather boots, Japanese swordsman, Japanese military police who could speak Japanese, and Zhang Xiaolin's murder made him suddenly understand. The scene seemed to appear in front of him. Four Japanese military police walked into the Wansui Hall in a swagger, suddenly killed the waitress, and twisted the neck of the waitress. Then, one stayed here, and the other three rushed upstairs, killing people one by one. Finally, Nagamo Zaoko came here, and the remaining Japanese military police came forward to chat with him in a pretentious manner. When Nagamo Zaoko and the driver lost their vigilance, they suddenly turned against each other, and slashed and stabbed...

Thinking of this, Inoue Hiaki gasped and rubbed his temples uncertainly.

"Inoue-kun." The military captain Sato discovered the strangeness of Inoue Hiaki and asked, "Is there any clue?"

"This..." Inoue Hiaki hesitated for a moment, nodded, pulled Sato aside, and whispered his guess, "Sato, I'm just a guess. After all, I can speak fluent Japanese and can also do Japanese swordsmanship. It's really a bit..."

"Although this kind of person is very difficult to find, it is not impossible." Sato said in a pondering manner: "I can ask carefully whether the military police officers on duty last night and the Japanese expatriates around him have found a four-person military police patrol."

"The Ying Punishment Operation has just begun. I didn't expect the enemy's counterattack to be so fierce and rapid." Inoue Hiaki lit the ground with his cane, his face full of anger. "If it weren't for my whereabouts, Inoue Mansion would probably be their preferred target."

"I will strengthen the defense of Inoue Mansion and Xinya Hotel immediately." Sato nodded and agreed: "I will ask Fanbujun to step up the intelligence reconnaissance of Chongqing's institutions in Shanghai."

"In a few days, I will ask Chang Yuqing and his zodiac to move out of the Xinya Hotel." Inoue Hiaki suddenly said coldly.

"Oh?" Sato looked at Hiaki Inoue in confusion.

"He should make sacrifices for the cause of the Great Japanese Empire." Inoue Hiaki explained sinisterly: "The enemy's counterattack will not stop, and we should also launch another suitable target for them."

"Then, our military police no longer need to provide protection. A good dog should have the awareness of sacrificing for its owner." Sato nodded in understanding.

"No, you have to provide what you should provide." Inoue Hiaki's eyes flashed with a cold light, "If you want the enemy to believe that this is not a bait, then you have to do it more realistically."

"Kun Inoue." Sato pushed his glasses with his fingers, "The prey must always have the urge to rush up." I will discuss with Sasaki. "Inoue Hiaki said with frowning, "Re-invest the Japanese expatriates in Shanghai. If the enemy is hidden among us, it is not only a danger, but a shame. Traitors must not appear in the Yamato nation."
Chapter completed!