Lei Daming, the chief Chinese detective of the French Concession Police Station, rushed to the demolition site of the Huijiang Hotel with his men. As soon as they entered the gate, they were all stunned by what they saw!
There were more than a dozen corpses lying haphazardly in the hall and on the stairs. The corpses on the stairs, in particular, had several gunshot wounds on their bodies, and blood was oozing out from the gunshot wounds and flowing down the stairs, pooling in the hall. The bloody scene was extremely shocking!
Because of the chaos caused by the violent explosion, everyone fled. Deng Zhihong and the others used silenced Colt pistols to finish off the attackers, making very little noise that went unnoticed. Even when they finally killed Yan Xing and the others, it was after everyone in the restaurant had fled.
So the initial alarm received by the police station was about a major explosion at the Huijiang Grand Hotel, without mentioning that anyone had been shot, which is why they rushed over without any further incident.
But what they saw made them realize that things were far beyond their expectations. All the police officers' faces changed drastically, and some even started to back away. They could catch some thieves, but it was a different story when they encountered bandits, especially bandits who had killed more than ten people. They would run as far away as possible!
The young man next to Lei Daming was Zhang Puhe, the head of the field operations section. He was Lei Daming's most trusted and capable assistant, and usually followed him around. Seeing this scene, he spoke up first: "Everyone, don't move! The field operations section personnel, come with me to survey the scene. The rest of you, set up a perimeter and don't let any outsiders in!"
Zhang Puhe was always in charge of fieldwork, and these tasks were his responsibility. Upon hearing this, everyone quickly followed instructions and performed their duties according to procedure.
Lei Daming nodded heavily upon hearing this. Zhang Puhe was always meticulous, shrewd, and willing to take on responsibilities. He had handled many difficult cases for him, and now he had taken the lead in handling such a thorny matter. Lei Daming was very satisfied with this attitude.
"Urawa, we still need to be careful. This doesn't seem like a simple matter. We..."
Before Lei Daming could finish speaking, his gaze fell upon a corpse lying across the bottom of the stairs. His expression changed drastically. He stopped speaking, strode forward, bent down, and examined it closely. He exclaimed again in shock, "It's Ah Xing!"
Yan Xing was a very powerful leader among the Green Gang members, second only to Luo Zidong in the gang, but now he had been killed here, which shocked Lei Daming.
At the same time, Zhang Puhe's men also recognized the other dead. They were all old men who dealt with all sorts of people and were familiar with these faces.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Puhe didn't dare to be negligent and said, "This is troublesome. The second floor is the explosion point; there must be casualties up there. Could it be..."
Zhang Puhe's words made Lei Daming realize the situation immediately. Without further delay, he took out his pistol from his waist and walked up the stairs. Zhang Puhe quickly drew his gun and followed closely behind.
The field officers behind them, seeing that the two had gone upstairs, had no choice but to bite the bullet, grab their guns, and follow them.
Of course, what happened next left them speechless with shock!
As they reached the top of the stairs on the second floor, an extremely unpleasant odor assaulted their nostrils—a mixture of gunpowder and blood, so strong it was nauseating.
The scene that followed left everyone speechless. Everywhere they looked, there was blood and debris. Dozens of corpses lay scattered throughout the corridor, some even piled on top of each other, all with gunshot wounds and blood flowing freely. The scene was incredibly gruesome!
"This, this..."
Everyone stared wide-eyed, somewhat at a loss. Although these people were used to seeing crime scenes, they were not soldiers after all, and such a bloody scene was still unacceptable to them.
Despite his discomfort, Lei Daming ordered, "Investigate the scene, confirm identities, and see if... if Luo Zidong is there!"
In fact, he already had some guesses at this point. These people must all be Luo Zidong's men. In recent days, rumors about Luo Zidong betraying the Chongqing agents have been circulating in the French Concession. Immediately afterward, Luo Zidong went into seclusion. It seems that he could not escape the pursuit of the Chongqing agents.
As soon as Lei Daming gave the order, Zhang Puhe immediately began searching for the dead and quickly found Luo Zidong's body.
Zhang Pu bent down to examine the body for a moment, then turned to Lei Daming and reported, "Detective, all the dead have gunshot wounds on their foreheads, and they were shot at close range. It must have been because after the explosion, these people lost their ability to resist, and then someone finished them off with a gunshot."
Lei Daming's face was gloomy. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Seeing this scene reminds me of Lu Tianqiao's death two years ago. The scene was extremely tragic. The entire convoy was blocked on the street. More than 30 people didn't even have time to get out of the car before they were riddled with bullets. It was a real bloodbath! Every time I think about it, that scene is still fresh in my memory. Today is no different! Alas, Luo Zidong has followed in his master's footsteps after all!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Puhe said in a low voice, "You mean, it was done by Chongqing agents again?"
Lei Daming nodded and said confidently, "There's no one else but them! If you don't believe me, check their bullets. They'll definitely be the same as those Japanese agents who were shot before. Also, smell this. It's TNT military explosives. In the French Concession, who else could it be but those Chongqing agents?"
Lei Daming had dealt with the Shanghai Intelligence Section many times over the years and had come to understand their style and characteristics. In just a short time, he made an accurate judgment.
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