There was indeed a murder in the Pudong wasteland, but it was a case between gangs, not involving foreign terrorists.
The day after tomorrow is New Year's Day. The underground explosives have been completely cleared, and the above-ground parts are not easy to find.
The third brother followed and did not lead the team to investigate this morning. After handing it over to others, they went to other places and looked for people in their own way.
This morning, the third brother learned from two thugs in the casino that another group was also looking for this foreigner. However, they were just thugs after all, so their knowledge was limited. No matter how much they asked, they got nothing. Their money was useless.
Where else can I find it?
Suihe had a hunch that this force was related to the real person behind the "Master" case ten years ago. The fact that they were hidden so deeply showed how high their position was.
In the process of searching for clues, Lao San followed and discovered a strange phenomenon. Every time they approached certain key places or people, someone would come forward to obstruct them or hint that they should not continue the investigation.
Who are they going to protect?
Two days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival of 1974 arrived quietly.
According to historical development, this year should be a year of earth-shaking changes. With the implementation of the household contract responsibility system in rural areas, my country's economy truly began to take off.
The Jiang family mansion had been given a brand new look by the servants. The large couplets written by Mr. Jiang himself were posted early yesterday afternoon. Big red lanterns were hung high, and the vibrant five-star red flag was draped over the main gate.
Early in the morning, firecrackers were set off at the gate of the yard, and the children covered their ears and laughed loudly while hiding aside to watch the fun.
It was a house at the very end of an alley in a shantytown in Pudong that was about to be demolished. The windows were simply sealed with tarpaulin, so there was no sound insulation. At this moment, bursts of vicious and not very pure Mandarin curses were coming from inside.
"You bunch of useless things! You can't even find anyone!" a cold woman's voice roared.
"Boss, we've tried our best..." Another male voice said with a hint of grievance.
"Go out and find them all! I don't believe we can capture them all. Today's plan must be carried out. If you dare to fool me, I'll tell you to light the explosives!"
When the men heard the woman say this, they were so scared that they rushed out to look for someone.
The woman who was losing her temper was the one they had been looking for: Reese.
A retired female special forces soldier from the United States, the real controller of Shanghai's black market, and also the leader of these five terrorists.
She had a premonition that something was wrong two days ago, so she didn't let her men go out, and sure enough, something happened in the noodle shop.
Less than ten hours later, the villa in the west of the city was also taken down. Several of his most capable men failed to escape, and the partners who had just arrived from the United States to carry out the mission had lost contact and were nowhere to be found.
Suihe, Jiang Shaocheng, and Jiang Wenzhong were not at home. They had gone out for dinner yesterday and had not returned yet. The family was worried, but they did not ask any questions.
Jiang Huashu went to the construction site in Pudong to take a look. The last time he came there, he drove his wife's car at night. At daybreak, he was led by relevant personnel to go directly to the land and handle the formalities. He did not take a close look at the Shanghai market in the 1970s.
Now that we finally have some time, Suihe has to work on a case, and the family is not in the mood to go out and play, so let's just go to the construction site to express our condolences.
I bought a lot of Kyoto specialties on Taobao, prepared some rice, drove the Jiang family's car and took my follower Xingxing to the construction site.
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