Chapter 601 Police Hospital Shooting Case

 The sudden shooting disturbed the tranquility of Terrastra Road.

The people on the truck were so panicked that they threw down their signs and posters. Some people jumped out of the truck to avoid it, while others were so frightened that they lay down in the bed of the truck.

　Passers-by even screamed and ran in all directions.

"Mom!" Lu Fei saw that Pan Luo's first shot only hit Mao Kexin's shoulder, and the subsequent follow-up shots did not hit Mao Kexin. In addition, Cheng Qianfan was only shot in the shoulder. He cursed angrily. road.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Lu Fei gave a sharp order, "Everyone, target Mao Kexin!"

 The first shot failed to kill Mao Kexin, which made Lu Fei feel annoyed and irritated. Now he no longer cares about getting rid of Cheng Qianfan, all he can think about is killing Mao Kexin, which is the goal of the action!

 He picked up the rifle in his hand and aimed at Mao Kexin who was dodging the gunfire.

　　‘This guy is definitely a veteran Rite. ’ Lu Fei immediately decided in his heart.

Mao Kexin, who was shot in the shoulder, did not panic. Instead, he jumped forward sideways and dodged the second follow-up shot.

Then Mao Kexin, who was lying on the ground, rolled over twice in a row and lay down without any hesitation.

Hide just behind a stone. The stone is only slightly higher than the ground, but it can provide as much cover as possible for Mao Kexin's head. It is extremely difficult to hit the head directly.

 “Hit him on the back!” Lu Fei shouted.

 …

Here, Cheng Qianfan ignored the gunshot wound on his shoulder and lay on the ground, enduring the pain, rolling around, and then crawled behind a tree.

 “Doctor Mao.” Cheng Qianfan did not dare to show his head, so he hid behind the tree and shouted.

 A burst of gunfire rang out.

Cheng Qianfan heard a few muffled groans, followed by a scream.

 “I’m Cheng Qianfan!” Cheng Qianfan roared in the direction of the hospital door, “Someone come quickly!”

There are patrol officers stationed at the police hospital. After the shooting started, the patrol officers in the guard box ran away in fear and hid in the guard box shivering.

At this time, hearing the roar of Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng, one of the patrolmen braved his head and stuck his head out.

“Vice President Cheng, are you okay?”

“Call someone.” Cheng Qianfan covered his shoulder with one hand and shouted from behind a tree, “Also, blow the whistle!”

"What?"

 "Sishenniang! Make a phone call and blow the whistle!" Cheng Qianfan yelled.

The patrol officers at the police hospital were not his direct subordinates. He had just called for people, but these guys did not dare to come out. This made Cheng Qianfan immediately understand that it was absolutely impossible and that these sentries had no courage to come out and fight the gunman.

 Hence, Cheng Qianfan just ordered them to make phone calls and blow the whistle.

 Call the central patrol room headquarters and call for support.

Blowing the whistle not only calls out nearby police officers, but also creates psychological pressure on the shooter.

　　A few patrolmen hiding in the guard box were blowing their whistles desperately.

The policeman who had dared to come forward to ask just now hid his head behind the door, stuck out the muzzle of his long gun, and pulled the trigger in the direction of the gunman's shot.

 …

“Team leader, the patrol is coming.” The operators at the Shanghai Station were made nervous and upset by the shrill whistle of the patrol.

Snapped!

The other side fought back. Although the shot was wildly missed, it still scared the Shanghai Station operators.

 “Is Mao Kexin dead?” Lu Fei asked.

"He should be dead." Pan Luo said, "After you gave the order, team leader, we shot together. This guy received at least four or five shots in the back."

"Dead, motionless, completely dead." Another subordinate said quickly.

 “Withdraw!” Lu Fei growled.

“Team leader, what should I do with the spear?” Song Mihuo asked.

"Throw it away. Keep the short gun and throw away the long gun." Lu Fei said anxiously. For the Shanghai Station, weapons and ammunition are not in short supply at the moment. Before the fall of Shanghai, the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service stockpiled some weapons and ammunition to prepare for the fall of Shanghai. Certain preparations were made for the subsequent struggle behind enemy lines.

 …

 Pap, pah, pah!

 “Inspector!” Da Toulu shouted urgently as he fired.

He was patrolling nearby with a group of people. When he heard gunfire, he led the team and rushed over. He originally planned to wait for the gunman to run away before appearing "bravely".

However, the police officers immediately learned from the fleeing citizens that Mr. Cheng was attacked by gunmen.

Datulu just glanced at his men and led the team to rush over without hesitation.

He has no doubt that if he hesitates for a moment, someone will accuse him in front of Cheng Qianfan. Even now, someone dares to rebel and shoot him.

The entire Third Patrol had already been subdued by Cheng Qianfan with money, kindness and power. Although it cannot be said that everyone is loyal to Cheng Qianfan, at least a few people definitely dare to fight for Mr. Cheng, and many others will. Willing to wave the flag and shout.

 “I’m here.” Cheng Qianfan hid behind the tree and shouted.

Snapped!

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 “Hit one!” Lu Jiufan shouted happily.

Lu Fei, who was leading his men to evacuate, turned around and saw that Yan Chang had been shot in the calf and fell to the ground.

He was so worried that he picked up a short gun and was about to shoot Yan Chang in the head.

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The patrolman fired continuously in this direction, almost hitting Lu Fei. He was startled. In a panic, he quickly shot Yan Chang, who was shot and injured, and ran away without even looking.

They rushed into an alley, dug out the ladder they had prepared, climbed over the alley wall, entered the next street, and quickly disappeared.

 …

“Inspector, how are you?” Da Toulu ran behind the tree and saw Cheng Qianfan clutching his injured shoulder, grinning in pain.

 “Inspector, you are injured!”

 “Help me up.” Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

Da Toulu and one of his men rushed up and helped Cheng Qianfan up.

 “Mother Xiecheng, be gentle.” Cheng Qianfan cursed, then nodded to Da Toulu and said, “That’s right, we came in time!”

 “Help me over!” Cheng Qianfan looked at the gunman lying on the ground and said.

"yes!"

“Still alive.” Lu Jiufan, who was inspecting ‘this corpse’, touched the corpse’s breath and shouted in surprise.

"Save him!" Cheng Qianfan's face was gloomy and scary, "I want to know who attacked me!"

"Yes!" Lu Jiufan waved his hand, and the patrolman brought a simple stretcher from the hospital guard hall, carried the unconscious gunman, and rushed into the hospital.

 …

"Inspector, are you injured? Do you want to take care of it first?" Datulu asked with concern.

 “I can’t die for the time being!” Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and glanced over his shoulder, saying with a cold face.

 When the gunshots sounded, he concluded that the Shanghai Station used Japanese Type 38 rifles. This type of rifle can shoot far and accurately, and is suitable for Japanese soldiers with accurate marksmanship.

However, this gun also has another feature, that is, because the projectile has a high initial velocity and good quality, it is often easy to penetrate after hitting, with a smooth wound, two holes per hit, and little damage to the surrounding tissue.

As long as the vital part is not directly hit and the treatment is timely, he will not die. He can rest for two months and he will be a good man again.

 …

“The gunman shot from that room.” Cheng Qianfan covered his shoulders, sweating from the pain, and gritted his teeth and said, “Lu Hu, take someone to take a look.”

"Yes!" Da Toulu nodded and casually named a few patrol officers, "You guys, come with me to have a look."

 “Cigarettes!” Cheng Qianfan said with a serious face.

The old subordinate who was guarding him immediately understood. He reached for the cigarette case from the inspector's body, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the inspector's mouth.

 “Inspector.” He took out the match box from his body, struck a match, and lit the cigarette.

 Because Cheng Qianfan is also serving as the patrol commander of the third patrol, the patrol officers of the third patrol are still accustomed to calling him patrol commander. Cheng Qianfan did not stop him, but was very happy about it. This was also a sign of intimacy.

 A military truck sped by.

"Vice President Cheng, Brother Cheng, what's going on? Who did this?" Yuan Kaizhou jumped out of the passenger seat of the car and asked with a look of shock on his face as he looked at Cheng Qianfan, who was covering his shoulders with a bright red face.

"Don't know." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly, "I was just smoking a cigarette on the roadside and got shot."

As he spoke, he frowned, gritted his teeth, and looked like he wanted to eat someone, "If I know who it is, I'll kill his whole family!"

 “Doctor Mao is still alive!” At this time, a cry came.

Cheng Qianfan showed a "surprised" expression, turned around and saw a doctor from the police hospital checking Mao Kexin's condition.

"How is Dr. Mao?" Cheng Qianfan walked over in two steps and asked urgently.

“Report to Vice President Cheng that Dr. Mao’s condition is very bad and must be rescued immediately!” the doctor said.

 “Then what are you still doing? Save people!” Cheng Qianfan shouted loudly.

He felt very regretful in his heart. He just deliberately ignored Nagatomo Inao who was lying motionless on the ground. Instead, he paid attention to the injured gunman and arranged for people to go to the gunman's shooting point to check, just to delay time and ensure that Mao Kexin died completely.

He thought over and over again. Changyou Cunnan was a hidden danger. Although the living Changyou Cunnan might become one of his new supporters, this person was always an uncertain factor.

For example, although Nagatomo Akio has only been his instructor for less than half a month, Nagatomo Akio has taught so many Kobe University students. If this person happens to still keep in touch with a certain Kobe University graduate, , and learned some anecdotes about Kentaro Miyazaki from his mouth.

This is troublesome.

 So, the dead Nagatomo Cunnan is the best!

Of course, there is another reason, that is, even if Nagatomo Ino dies, it will not have much impact on him.

 The attack essentially had nothing to do with him, and he himself was injured.

He had just met Nagatomo Akio two hours ago, and then the two of them were attacked together. This shows that the attack was an accident and had nothing to do with him.

To be more precise, it can be said that his injury was caused by Nagatomo Ino. In the extra-high school class, he could completely ignore this matter, so there would be no hidden dangers.

However, he didn't expect that Changyou Cunnan's vitality was so tenacious that he didn't die for a long time.

 …

At this moment, a black car drove over and stopped a little far from the entrance of the hospital.

 The driver's door opened and a person got out.

Cheng Qianfan immediately recognized that this was the driver who had just sent him and Changyou Cunnan.

 Because Nagatomo Akio's identity was extremely concealed, the Special High School Division did not arrange for an agent from the headquarters to drive. Instead, it borrowed a car and driver from a Japanese businessman in the name of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai.

 The driver should stay close.

Cheng Qianfan, who was covering his shoulders and looking gloomy, shook his head gently.

 The driver stopped, turned around, got into the car, started the car, and immediately turned around and left.

"Vice President Cheng, you have been shot in the shoulder. It is better to seek medical treatment as soon as possible to avoid delaying the condition." The deputy director of the police hospital and Miao An, accompanied by several doctors, came out in a panic and saw the wound on Cheng Qianfan's shoulder. Gunshot wound, please show concern and persuasion quickly.

 Cheng Qianfan was a figure in the French Concession when he was still Inspector Cheng Xiao. Now that Cheng Qianfan was Chief Inspector Cheng Xiao, he was not someone he could offend.

He had just heard that after the shooting, the policeman at the guard box was afraid of death and did not rescue him immediately. This made him worried, worried that Cheng Qianfan would settle the score later.

 …

Cheng Qianfan glanced at the vice president and snorted coldly, "Tofu, I'm still not dead."

Hearing this, He Miao An felt more certain about his guess. Cheng Qianfan really wanted to settle accounts in the future. If he didn't spend money to eliminate the disaster, it would be difficult to solve the matter.

"Vice President Cheng, you were attacked by thugs at the entrance of the hospital, and the hospital failed to protect you. This is an unshirkable responsibility." He Miao An looked ashamed and uneasy, "For this matter, the hospital and someone will definitely give Vice President Cheng an apology. Explain."

As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Qianfan's shoulder with concern, "Vice President Cheng ignored the injury and insisted on on-site treatment, which is admirable. However, I hope you will put your health first and get treatment as soon as possible."

Cheng Qianfan took a deep look at the deputy dean who had the same surname as the corrupt official in the former Qing Dynasty. His face was a little pale and his figure was swaying.

“Hurry up, the stretcher is here. Vice President Cheng was injured and fainted. Please treat him quickly.” He Miao An shouted loudly.

 …

“Nani?” Araki Harima held the phone in his hand, eyes wide with shock, “Say it again.”

"Okay, I understand." Araki Harima hung up the phone, opened the door directly, walked to the office door diagonally opposite, and knocked on the door, "Section Chief."

 “Come in.” Sanbonjiro said.

Araki Harima opened the door and came in, "Section Chief, something happened."

"Huh?" Sanbonjiro was practicing his sword skills. He frowned slightly when he heard this, and then he slashed diagonally and asked.

“Mr. Nagatomo and Miyazaki-kun were attacked at the entrance of the police hospital.” Araki Harima said with an urgent expression.

"What?" Sanbonjiro stopped waving his sword, "How is Nagatomo-kun?"

“Mr. Nagatomo was brought in for rescue by the hospital, and Miyazaki-kun was also shot.” ​​Araki Harima said.

 “Bag duck down!” Sanbonjiro struck the tatami table with his knife.

"I need to know the specific situation, go check it out immediately!" Sanbonjiro roared, "Nothing can happen to Nagatomo-kun!"

"Yes! I'll check it out right now!" Araki Harima said quickly.

 …

Li Xingshe Secret Service, secret base of Shanghai Station.

Lu Fei and his men escaped the large-scale patrol and finally returned to the secret stronghold safely.

“How are things going?” Zheng Lijun, acting director of Shanghai Station, asked hurriedly.

"Report to the stationmaster!" Lu Fei saluted with a solemn look on his face, "My subordinate, Lu Fei, fortunately you have lived up to your command!"

 "Okay! Okay! Okay!" Zheng Lijun was overjoyed and came up to pat Lu Fei's shoulders with both hands. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint me."

"Cheng Qianfan was with Mao Kexin when my subordinates took action." Lu Fei reported, "Cheng Qianfan has always been pro-Japanese, and my subordinates wanted to kill Cheng Qianfan together at that time."

"Who asked you to attack Cheng Qianfan?" Zheng Lijun's face changed and he asked sharply.

 Cheng Qianfan is indeed pro-Japanese, and he naturally knows it.

However, Cheng Qianfan's status is quite special. This person has a lot of power and influence in the French Concession. He has just been promoted to deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room.

This position and identity mean that Cheng Qianfan has become one of the most important figures in the patrol room of the French Concession.

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