Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Not only were there frequent assassinations that night, but the methods of the assassinations were so bizarre that when the gendarmes from various locations investigated the cause of death of the victims afterwards, they were completely at a loss.

Because many of the victims were shot or blown to death while alone in a secret room.

When checking afterwards, it was found that the door bolts, keys and other items were all intact. It was really hard to understand how the assassin could get in, kill people and escape safely.

All kinds of rumors were rampant for a while.

One theory is that it's about ghosts. After all, these Japanese invaders and traitors all had blood on their hands and were deeply sinful. The innocent people who died at their hands turned into ghosts to claim their lives, which sounds reasonable no matter how you look at it.

One theory is that people like Kong Kong Jing Jing have reappeared in the world, doing justice and punishing evil.

As a result, the vernacular novels of the Tang Dynasty suddenly became popular again, and even many chivalrous novels became popular.

Among them, masters of chivalrous novels such as Ping, Huan, Wang, and Gong rushed to write and took advantage of this trend to make a lot of money from royalties.

The killing of so many Japanese officers and Wang Puppet officials made Takeda feel like he was sitting on a fire.

He was about to be deported back to his country, but in order to wash away the past shame, he specifically asked Guawei Liangfu for help, and the reason was that there was an undercover agent "Lao Qiang", the leader of an anti-Japanese organization, in the organization.

In order to find the undercover agent inside, he even used Guawei Liangfu as bait, and finally circled out five suspects.

As a result, he had just put them under house arrest, and planned to use five days to dig out the undercover agent hiding among them.

But who would have thought that someone had already killed a lot of people outside and the blood was flowing like a river.

In this case, how can he prove that these five people are related to the anti-Japanese organization outside?

If they are really related, they are right under their noses. Qiuzhuang is now heavily guarded and not even a fly can fly out. How can they pass information to their subordinates?

Without detailed and accurate intelligence, who could have killed more than 300 people accurately in one night?

Among them, more than 200 have been under the close protection of spies or military police.

Now Takeda really feels like a turtle biting a hedgehog and has no idea where to start.

But it can be said that there is nothing wrong with these people.

That's not necessarily.

At least Takeda's intuition, which he had always trusted, told him that there must be something wrong with one of these five people.

If that piece of false information gets leaked, the five of them will be implicated.

But what to do right now really made Takeda hesitant.

Because just now, the Lieutenant General Guawei Liangfu, whom he relied on, also called and asked him about the current situation in Qiuzhuang. If there were any problems with those people, they should be solved as soon as possible, and if there were no problems, they should be released quickly. At this time when people were in panic, they really couldn't cause any more trouble.

Takeda understood what Guawei meant, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he said firmly: "Please rest assured, Lieutenant General, I will definitely be able to find the old ghost and destroy the anti-Japanese organization headed by Lao Qiang in one fell swoop."

"Then do it as soon as possible." Guawei Liangfu said, "I hope you won't let me down, and don't bring shame to your family again."

"Hay."

……

Around seven in the morning.

After being busy for most of the night yesterday, Lawson was already strolling on the streets of Chongqing, looking for a breakfast that suits his taste.

After the fall of Jinling, the official capital, this place became the secondary capital of the national government. Not only did a large number of people pour in, but all kinds of supplies also gathered here like a tide, making this place suddenly become lively.

As Rosen walked along the way, he saw all kinds of food, including local traditional cuisine as well as dishes and snacks from all over the country that were brought by the refugees.

The people eating and drinking in roadside restaurants also have different accents.

Perhaps in another three or five hundred years, when people talk about this period of history again, they may add that it promoted the integration of northern and southern cultures and cuisines.

But what people today truly feel is the turmoil of war and the anxiety that their country may be destroyed at any time.

I forgot how many streets and alleys I walked through, but Rosen stopped in front of a small restaurant.

The name of this restaurant is interesting, it is called Qinhuai Jing, but it sells dumplings and wontons.

However, the sign in front of the store does not follow the local custom of calling wontons "chaoshou", but simply writes "wontons", giving people the feeling of being in a foreign place but unwilling to fit in, and instead stubbornly sticking to their own way.

Breakfast stalls elsewhere had been busy for a long time, but this restaurant had just opened.

Two big men, one on the left and one on the right, were dismantling the door panels while yawning.

"Gusaiga, I heard from Xianglan that a lot of Japanese officers and traitors died in the capital all of a sudden. Do you think it was Daxiucai's doing?" Yangguai asked while smoking.

"How the hell would I know?" Old Tietou said with his head down, "I wash my daughter's diapers every day and my head is filled with shit soup, how could I know these things?"

"You're a coward. You married a wife like you got a mother. You just short of putting her on the kang as a worshipper. You don't behave like a man at all." Yangguai pointed at him and scolded with a smile.

"I'm really happy about it, what's it to you?" Lao Tietou cursed with a smile, and then said: "How many times have I told you, don't call me a coward, when it comes to the battlefield, I never cowardly."

"Do you have dumplings? Give me a bowl. I was busy all night yesterday and I'm hungry and craving for food." Rosen said.

"No." Yangguai and Lao Tietou answered at the same time, but then they turned around at the same time, and when they saw it was Rosen, they threw the door panels in their hands to the ground and rushed over.

"Great scholar, I miss you so much."

"When we separated last time, you said you would come to see us soon. It's been so many years now."

The two of them kept chattering with each other, and it was a rare occasion that they didn't quarrel.

Rosen listened to their complaints but did not argue, and occasionally chatted with them about his own affairs.

"I told you two to open the door, what are you doing?!" As the voice was speaking, a woman walked out.

But now she no longer has the enchanting and gentle appearance she had in Winchester Cathedral. Instead, she is beautiful, simple and even a little bit aggressive.

"Doukou, long time no see." Rosen waved at her and greeted her.

"Oh." When Doukou saw Rosen, she took a step forward and was about to come over, but then she remembered something and turned around and ran away in a hurry again.

"What's going on?" Rosen was a little confused.

"I'll go back and clean myself up." Old Tietou said sourly, "I've been talking about you for years. Today I finally see you. I have to clean myself up."

"So you're still jealous?" Rosen nudged him with his elbow.