Cheng Qianfan and Haozi exchanged a look. The name Wan Haiyang was a bit unfamiliar. There was no such name among the senior officials of Juntong Shanghai Station.

However, it does not rule out that this person is using a pseudonym. The use of pseudonyms is common in actual work.

 Just like the name Xiang Wei, it may also be a pseudonym.

 “Who are your comrades?” Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette, his eyes fixed on Xiang Wei like a hawk.

He knew the question he asked and what bad consequences it would bring once Xiang Wei confessed more Chongqing military reunification elements.

 However, Cheng Qianfan must ask.

 No, to be precise, Kentaro Miyazaki must ask this question without any further delay.

"Dead, all dead." Xiang Wei was a little distracted and said, "all dead."

"All dead? What do you mean?" Cheng Qianfan stepped forward, grabbed Xiang Wei's hair, and pulled his head back and forward. You can see that this is a young and frightened face, no, to be more precise It was a face of despair, lifeless.

“Single line.” Xiang Wei said, “We were temporarily recruited together.”

"You mean, you usually have a single line of contact with Wan Haiyang, but for this assassination operation, you were recruited to form a temporary assassination team." Cheng Qianfan felt happy in his heart, but his face sank, and he asked immediately.

“Yes.” Xiang Wei said weakly.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Cheng Qianfan said with a cold look, "To assassinate me, Cheng Qianfan, you did not use a mature action team, but recruited so-called isolated members like you?"

 He directly hit the back of Xiang Wei's head against the wooden frame with force. The latter was already severely injured and passed out as his eyelids rolled up.

Cheng Qianfan let go of his hand and looked at Xiang Wei with cold eyes.

  Other patrol officers in the torture room were too arrogant to show off. Everyone knew how "paying attention to personal safety" Brother Fan was. Obviously, this assassination incident in the Shanghai District of Juntong would greatly anger Brother Fan.

The name of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" of the French Concession is definitely more than just a title. When Mr. Cheng is angry, the entire French Concession will change color. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.

"Haozi, how credible do you think his words are?" Cheng Qianfan sat on the swivel chair in the torture room, leaning back and burying his back in the soft leather, with a cold expression on his face. Tired, he asked.

“Brother Fan.” Li Hao thought for a while and said, “It stands to reason that after being tortured to this extent, the possibility of Xiang Wei lying is very small.”

After a pause, Li Hao continued, "However, as Brother Fan said, in order to assassinate you, you chose to temporarily mobilize isolated personnel to form an assassination team. This is not normal."

"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "Except for those hard-core red party members, most people have long been unable to hold on and dare not lie anymore."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiang Wei who had passed out, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, "However, Chongqing is not without some stubborn people."

“This person’s emotions have collapsed and he doesn’t look like a tough guy.” Li Hao said.

He thought thoughtfully and said, "Brother Fan, did they choose to appoint a single-line person to lead the assassination team for confidentiality reasons?"

“Unreasonable.” Cheng Qianfan shook his head.

In fact, for this kind of secret assassination operation, using a complete and mature action team is the best solution. As for the so-called confidentiality, the fact that people come from many aspects is even more detrimental to the confidentiality work.

 …

At this moment, there was a noise at the door of the torture room. Cheng Qianfan turned his head to look and saw Jin Kemu striding over, accompanied by Su Zhe and other three police officers.

 Behind Jin Kemu was Hao Zai who followed hurriedly.

 Hao Zai made a helpless and unstoppable expression towards Brother Fan.

 Cheng Qianfan understood in his heart, his eyes were gloomy, but he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then quickly disappeared, replaced by a look of anger, and he walked towards Jin Kemu.

This look of anger was naturally not directed at Jin Kemu, but at the assassination itself.

“Uncle Jin,” Cheng Qianfan said as he stepped forward, “When I came back, I didn’t have time to go to Uncle Jin to pay you the order, so we met in this dirty place.”

“Qianfan, I heard that you were assassinated, are you okay?” Jin Kemu asked with concern, looking up and down at Cheng Qianfan.

"It's okay." Cheng Qianfan squeezed out a smile, but the fear in his eyes could not be concealed, "The people who want to kill me, Cheng Qianfan, are like crucian carp crossing the river, but they are just small fish, let's just rely on them!"

As he spoke, he snorted coldly, the hatred in his eyes clear.

"It's okay, it's okay." Jin Kemu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. His eyes looked behind Cheng Qianfan, to be precise, they were locked on the man on the torture rack. "This is the man who was captured alive." ?”

 “Hmm.” Cheng Qianfan responded through his nose.

"Have you been recruited?" Jin Kemu asked, "I heard that this man admitted at the dock that he was from the Shanghai District under the military command?"

"Here we go." Cheng Qianfan took the cigarette handed over by Jin Kemu and stuffed it into his mouth without lighting it. He just chewed the cigarette and said, "He said he is from the Sixth Group of the Shanghai District Operation Brigade of the Military Command."

Here Haozi took out the lighter, clicked the wheel to start the fire, and helped Brother Fan light the cigarette.

Cheng Qianfan took a heavy puff of cigarette, exhaled a stream of smoke from his nose, and said in an urn voice, "Wan Haiyang of the Shanghai District Action Team of the Military Command, has Uncle Jin ever heard of this name?"

"Wan Haiyang?" Jin Kemu looked thoughtful, he shook his head, "I don't have any impression." He frowned, "Based on what we know about the personnel of Chongqing Military Command in Shanghai, there is no one named Wan Haiyang."

"That's right." Cheng Qianfan nodded with a sullen face, gritting his teeth, "Chongqing has attacked me time and time again, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jin Kemu understood what Cheng Qianfan meant by 'that's right'. The assassin named a military commander in Shanghai who was not familiar to everyone. It seemed highly likely that he was lying, but in fact it was more likely to be the truth. .

Because if he lies, this person can actually name a more familiar military commander to prove his "military commander identity". If nothing else, some of the names of military commanders are actually quite familiar in the world. 'of:

For example, Lu Xingge, a master of military command operations, Zheng Lijun, a master of military command in Shanghai District, Zhan Qimin, a master of military command assassination, and so on.

 These people in the Shanghai area under military control do not seem to be worried about having their names exposed. Instead, they are happy to be famous in Shanghai.

 After former military commander Lu Xingge led his team to break out of the Japanese encirclement, he met a group of patrolmen on the road. This man actually shouted out his name and thanked him arrogantly. It was really arrogant.

"This person dares to assassinate you. It's really abominable." Jin Kemu snorted coldly and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Qianfan, I took this person away. Don't worry, I will definitely identify Ding Ding Maomao and give you one." Explain!"

"Uncle Jin." Cheng Qianfan's face changed, showing an unhappy look, "I will judge this person myself..."

"Look at your current state of mind." Jin Kemu shook his head, "You are a careless person. I'm worried that you might be too heavy-handed and accidentally get killed."

 Speaking, Jin Kemu pointed at the unconscious man, "Look, I have to say that if you were a little later, it would not be a good thing. This **** has already been killed by your anger."

 He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, which made Cheng Qianfan groan.

 Jin Kemu asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

“It’s nothing, my shoulder was injured and I haven’t recovered yet.” Cheng Qianfan said with a dry laugh.

"I'll take him away." Jin Kemu nodded slightly and waved his hand. Su Zhe, who had been impatient for a long time, stepped forward to untie him and take him away.

 “Brother Fan.” Li Hao and others looked at Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan's eyes flickered, his expression was gloomy, he suddenly smiled, nodded and said, "Uncle Jin cares about me, Qianfan should appreciate it."

 He looked at Jin Kemu and said, "This man has confessed, but I have always suspected that this man has something to say."

Jin Kemu looked at Cheng Qianfan, his eyes calm with a hint of scrutiny. He did not interrupt him, but listened quietly.

"Then thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jin." Cheng Qianfan tried his best to smile, but the smile was more or less reluctant, "One day, one day later, I will ask Uncle Jin for someone."

"Okay." Jin Kemu nodded slightly, "Just one day, Uncle Jin promises you, within one day he will definitely let this person know everything."

 Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded, making a gesture of invitation.

 …

 Watching Jin Kemu take Xiang Wei away.

 Cheng Qianfan's face finally cooled down, and he snorted heavily.

 “Why didn’t you stop Jin Kemu?” Cheng Qianfan asked Hao Zai with a cold face.

"Brother Fan, Mr. Jin just led his men and charged straight in, just barging in like that." Hao Zai said in awe, "You keep telling us to respect Mr. Jin and we can't behave without rules. We..."

“Okay, okay, I’ll just say one thing, but you’re really good at talking back.” Cheng Qianfan was depressed and said angrily.

He pressed his temples, took a few puffs of cigarette, and said with a cold snort, "Keep your eyes on Mr. Jin's side, and report back as soon as there is any situation."

 “Understood.” Hao Zai and Brother Fan looked at each other and said clearly.

"Ce Na Niang." Cheng Qianfan became angrier as he thought about it, and couldn't help but cursed, "Juntong and these people are going to die, I will help them!"

 …

 Cheng Qianfan was really angry.

Having rich experience in interrogation, he naturally saw at a glance that the possibility of such a great project was extremely low.

As he said to Li Hao, under such severe torture and in such a state of mental confusion, there are very few people who can still act and not reveal their true feelings. There are only hard-core Red Party members and a small number of people. The Chongqing elements can do it.

 There is a high possibility that this Xiang Wei is from the Sixth Detachment of the Shanghai District Action Brigade of the Military Command.

It means that the assassination of him at the Bund Pier was indeed carried out by the military in Shanghai.

 This is what Cheng Qianfan does not understand:

 Is Chen Gongshu crazy?

He was actually chosen as the first shot in his new job in Shanghai District?

 The most important thing is that not only did they attack him, but they also sent such a meager force.

Didn’t Chen Gongshu expect that the failed assassination might lead to crazy revenge from his ‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’? !

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