Lost and Spy

Chapter 810 Bloodbath Shanghai

August 1938, 8, the ninth day of the seventh lunar month.

Appropriate: Sacrifice.

Inauspicious: building temples, getting married.

Shanghai International Settlement, Bombay Road.

11 noon.

Indian restaurant in Delhi.

Mr. Sinclair Joe Solteras, Chief of Police of the Shanghai International Settlement, entered the restaurant.

He was wearing a windbreaker and a hat with the brim pressed very low, for fear that someone would recognize him.

At first glance, he saw Meng Shaoyuan sitting on the seat along the street.

He sat down nervously and ordered a cup of coffee.

A bottle of red wine was placed in front of Meng Shaoyuan, and a glass was filled to the brim.

"I've never quite understood why you Europeans and Americans only like to pour a base when drinking red wine." Meng Shaoyuan took a big sip of red wine: "Why can't you fill it all at once and then drink it in big gulps?"

Sinclair didn't answer his question at all, but just asked: "Is there really no way to recover?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Mr. Police Commissioner, Zhao Changle is not a qualified agent and never has been, but he has two advantages. First, he hates the Japanese. Second, he is loyal to me. His father-in-law He died at the hands of the Japanese, and he also died at the hands of the Japanese, if I don't avenge him, who will be loyal to me from now on?"

"Meng, the International Settlement has been peaceful for a long time." Sinclair sighed: "You issued a 'kill order' to hunt down and kill the Japanese at all costs. Do you know what this means for the International Settlement?"

"It's bloody."

Meng Shaoyuan replied without hesitation: "Zhao Changle is my brother, and I must avenge him. You are my friend and the chief of police in the International Settlement, so I notified you in advance."

He glanced at Sinclair: "There are three kinds of people in the Shanghai International Settlement. One is my subordinates. One is my friend. The last one is my enemy. Those who help me are mine. Friends. In turn, they are my enemies!"

Except for the Japanese, no one wants to be Meng Shaoyuan's enemy!

Sinclair is no exception.

So, he smiled distressedly: "I don't know when this war will end. I will try my best to help you within my ability. All the nearby patrols have been transferred. But at least you can Tell me, who do you want to deal with today?"

"Zhenggang Jiusheng, and the thirteen people he is in charge of."

Meng Shaoyuan did not hide anything.

Sinclair gasped.

Fourteen people?

Kill fourteen people at once?

Sinclair can already imagine the bloody storm that is about to set off.

"This bottle of red wine, please drink it for me."

Meng Shaoyuan pushed half a bottle of red wine in front of Sinclair: "While drinking, enjoy the show."

Sinclair knew why he chose to do it here.

Mumbai Road is one of the safest areas in the entire Shanghai International Settlement.

When the Youth Gang ran rampant in Shanghai, the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry made an agreement with them that they must never make trouble on Mumbai Road.

Here, it has been too peaceful for too long.

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and walked out of the restaurant without looking back...

……

Shanghai in August is very muggy.

Meng Shaoyuan really couldn't think of how Sinclair could still wear a windbreaker and a hat in such a weather.

Aren't you afraid of heatstroke?

"It's all arranged."

Gan Ning came over: "We have prepared thirty gunmen."

Nearby, all are military agents.

Mumbai Road, which has always been peaceful, will soon be stained red with blood.

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "Do you know what consequences this will cause?"

Gan Ning did not answer.

Meng Shaoyuan took a deep puff of cigarette: "No one thinks we will attack on Bombay Road, and the Japanese also think that we will not take the Ministry of Industry Bureau hard. Once the assassination succeeds, the Ministry of Industry Bureau will put a lot of pressure on us. Our living environment will deteriorate rapidly.”

"There are negatives and positives." Gan Ning said calmly, "If we allow the Japanese to massacre our comrades, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce will think we are very weak. Thoughts, bloody storms, can also make them worry, you said , Concession will never bring peace."

Meng Shaoyuan had always admired Gan Ning.

He is one of the best of all his subordinates.

He patted Gan Ning's shoulder: "Get ready to do it."

……

Noon, 11:30.

The weather is so hot that people can't wait to soak the whole person in ice water.

Two people dressed as waiters were handing out flyers for the restaurant.

A man is beating his wife while several people are watching.

Two men were playing chess there.

A wretched-looking guy who set up a roadside gambling stall there, specially to deceive those who don't know the depth but want to get something for nothing.

Not to mention, four or five people really took the bait.

……

Zhenggang Jiusheng brought the second batch of thirteen special agents who came to Shanghai as reinforcements, and walked along the way, introducing them to the situation here.

He was not worried that he would be assassinated by military agents.

Because a long time ago, Chinese and Japanese agents had a rule that there was no agreement, but everyone respected each other.

There was no bloodshed in several places, including Bombay Road.

Everyone needs buffers.

If there was a possibility of war everywhere, the Shanghai International Settlement would soon be thrown into chaos.

This is bad for both parties.

"Here is Mumbai Road." Zheng Gang Jiusheng introduced to those agents: "The safest place in Shanghai!"

……

"Director Meng, they're here."

Meng Shaoyuan threw away the cigarette butt, pulled out his pistol, and checked it: "5 minutes, end the battle!"

"understand!"

……

Fourteen Japanese agents were very experienced. They kept a certain distance, just for fear of encountering a sudden attack.

Even in the safest place in Shanghai...

……

The two waiters glanced at each other and pulled out their guns.

The man who beat his wife, the woman who was beaten, and the spectators suddenly dispersed, and several submachine guns appeared in their hands.

The chess player took out two pistols.

The person who set up the gambling table to deceive people suddenly lifted the gaming table, and together with the gamblers, took out a submachine gun from underneath!
……

At 11:33, gunshots sounded like firecrackers on Mumbai Road in the Shanghai International Settlement.

Thirty army gunners emptied the bullets in the magazines in a frantic breath.

Then, quickly replaced with a new magazine.

The long-standing default rules were broken.

From now on, there will no longer be a safe place in the Shanghai International Settlement.

Meng Shaoyuan fired one shot after another, shooting every target he could see!
Zhenggang Jiusheng's body was beaten like a sieve.

This Japanese agent who had just been called one of the "Four Heavenly Kings" died in the safest place in Shanghai.

The bodies of thirteen Japanese spies lay in disorder.

In the sky, there was a thunderclap.

It's war!

Meng Shaoyuan has decided to bloodbath Shanghai!
(End of this chapter)