Sinclair was unhappy about someone openly questioning his authority.

Except for Meng Shaoyuan, no one could do this to me.

Do these damn Japanese monkeys think that they can do whatever they want in the public concession after achieving a little victory on the battlefield?

He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice sound more relaxed: "Yes, Mr. Matsumoto, of course we will solve the case, and of course we will let Director Akagi's death have an explanation, but this will take time, but before that,

I must warn everyone to stay calm and the bloodshed will never happen again."

Matsumoto Nitsugi stopped talking.

He knew that even if he spoke again, he would not get any support from the Commissioner of Police.

Sinclair has made his attitude very clear.

In fact, everyone here today is acting.

It’s just that no one pointed it out.

The play has reached this point, and everyone understands the role they play in it, so there is no need to continue acting.

Matsumoto Nitsugi and Tanishigehara Michichi were not willing to continue to waste time here. After the death of Akagi, a part of the power vacuum was left for them to fight for.

So after perfunctory for a while, they left.

"I hope you are satisfied, Mr. Meng."

As soon as the two Japanese left, a smile appeared on Sinclair's face: "I'm very grateful that you fulfilled your promise and let me sit back in this position. I like the feeling of sitting here, it makes me feel particularly comfortable.

"

"As long as you feel comfortable, Mr. Saltras." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "I said, I will not let my friends' interests be harmed even a little bit. From now on for a long time in the future,

You will all have my protection."

This is a very funny statement.

Sinclair is the police chief of the Shanghai Public Settlement Bureau of Industry and Commerce, a man of the hour in Shanghai, and the lives and futures of countless people are in his hands.

But now a Chinese man said that he could be protected.

But Sinclair didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

This young Chinese has huge energy, and he is the real big shot in Shanghai. Forming an alliance with him is the wisest thing I have ever done.

"I have a little gift for you."

Sinclair said unexpectedly.

He dragged a leather suitcase from his desk.

"Look, it feels so good to be back here." Sinclair said with satisfaction in his tone: "My desk and my chair have been occupied by that damn guy for so long. Mr. Meng, you know I'm here

What was the first thing you did after learning about the death of Akagi Yamiyuki? Immediately used my influence to seal off this office."

clever!

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly discovered that Sinclair was also a very smart person.

Before, when Akagi Miyuki was working here, there would definitely be a lot of information here. After his death, sealing the office as soon as possible could ensure that those information would continue to stay here.

Sinclair has only been away from the position of police commissioner for a short time, but he still has this influence.

"And the first thing I did after I came back was to collect all the things that belonged to Akagi." Sinclair patted the suitcase: "I don't know which ones are useful to you and which ones are useless.

Yes, but now I will give them all to you."

Very good, this is "friends", this is "friendship".

Before Meng Shaoyuan could say his thanks, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from outside.

Sinclair frowned and pressed the bell on his desk.

After a while, the door opened and his assistant walked in: "Sir, I'm sorry..."

"No, you can't stop me!"

A woman rushed in.

As soon as he came in, he said in English: "I am Asa Akagi, the wife of Chiyuki Akagi."

Sinclair was startled and said to his assistant: "You go out first."

Then, facing Aisa Akagi: "Mrs. Akagi, I feel very sad about what happened to Mr. Akagi. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I need you to find the murderer..."

Just when Akagi Aisha said these words, she happened to see Meng Shaoyuan sitting there. She was startled, and then looked at Meng Shaoyuan for a long time.

Meng Shaoyuan acted as if nothing had happened.

Sinclair coughed: "Madam..."

However, Aya Akagi didn't seem to hear Sinclair's words at all, and still stared at Meng Shaoyuan: "Sir, have you been to the intersection of Yuyuan Road and Difeng Road?"

"Of course I have."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "What's wrong, madam?"

"You don't understand what I mean." A strange flame danced in Akagi Aisa's eyes: "My husband, Akagi Qinzhi, was despicably assassinated there. When he was assassinated, you once

Is it right there?”

That day, when she was sitting in the car, she didn't see clearly what the killer looked like.

When she saw Meng Shaoyuan just now, a special feeling immediately emerged.

It is said that women have a sixth sense, but there is actually a scientific reason for it.

Through a large number of studies, psychologists have discovered the sixth sense, which is what we commonly call intuition. Psychologists point out that everyone has this ability, especially women who are more sensitive to the sixth sense. Many women in life have this ability.

The sixth sense is also used in relationships. You always feel that something is wrong with a man, but you can’t explain it specifically, and then you deny your intuition. In fact, when you suddenly have these feelings, it means that you have sensed the other person.

Abnormal.

But usually, this sixth sense appears in two types of people.

One type is when someone you particularly love betrays you.

There is another category, that is, Meng Shaoyuan.

Enemy?

almost.

Meng Shaoyuan remained calm: "Madam, I also know your husband. I feel very sad about his death. However, I have not been to the place you mentioned on the day he was assassinated."

No, no, Aya Akagi had a very strong feeling: "Sir, can you please stand up?"

"Mrs. Akagi, I think you are a little rude." Sinclair was very dissatisfied.

"It doesn't matter." Meng Shaoyuan stood up calmly: "Madam, do everything as you said."

Aya Akagi looked at him intently without making any sound.

Very familiar.

The killer that day had a figure similar to his.

She also saw a woolen coat and a top hat hanging on the coat rack.

If this young man puts it on...

Aya Akagi finally spoke, speaking very slowly: "Sir, to be honest, I witnessed my husband's death that day. Although I did not see the murderer's face clearly, I will never forget his figure.

. If you were holding a gun in your hand now, I can be sure that you look too much like the murderer."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Really, madam? When people are heartbroken, their judgment will decline significantly. Ah, I am not insulting you. I just hope that you will not make a wrong judgment and let the real murderer go."

There were other things he didn't say.

When a person is heartbroken, a person's judgment drops sharply, and he or she will become irritable, impulsive, and do many incredible things.

There is another kind of person who will become extremely calm, and his judgment and insight will be greatly improved than before, and he may even look like a completely different person from his previous personality.

Therefore, there are many cowardly people in history whose personalities changed drastically after being greatly stimulated.

Obviously, Aya Akagi falls into the latter category.

Akagi Aisha shook her head slightly: "Maybe, but you give me a very familiar feeling. Sir, what is your name?"

"Meng Shaoyuan."

There is nothing to hide about this. Even if I don't tell her now, she will easily know it from other channels.

"Meng Shaoyuan." Aya Akagi read the name again: "I have heard that my husband told me about this name. I'm sorry, but it's not a particularly positive comment."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled indifferently.

"I came here today to let Mr. Police Commissioner give an explanation for my husband's death." When Aya Akagi said these words, she didn't look at Sinclair at all: "But now I don't think it is necessary.

I heard that Mr. Saltras is your friend and whatever you ask him to do, he will do it."

"Mrs. Akagi, pay attention to your words and deeds." Sinclair became increasingly dissatisfied: "You are slandering a police commissioner."
To be continued...