People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

The gunman's target was clear: most of his bullets were concentrated on Lin Yi's vehicle.

As bullets struck the vehicle, specks of white appeared on the one-inch-thick bulletproof glass.

Upon hearing Fang Chang's warning, Lin Yi immediately slid into the gap between the car seats.

Keep your head as close to your chest as possible.

He trusted the steel plates in the door panels more than the bulletproof glass.

He anticipated that someone would try to kill him.

I just didn't expect it to come so fiercely.

As for Sun Zhongneng sitting next to him, he was completely unprepared and his reaction was inevitably a little slow.

As he lay slumped in his seat, clearly feeling the vibrations of the car, he looked at Lin Yi with an incredulous expression.

Only now did they finally understand just how dissatisfied Lin Yi was with him when he said "someone is dissatisfied with him"!

Such a large-scale operation is more than just dissatisfaction; it's a matter of life and death!

The gunfire lasted for a few seconds, and as the bodyguards who jumped down from the front and back began to fight back, the bullets that had been concentrated on the armored car suddenly became sparse.

Fang Chang, sitting calmly in the passenger seat, didn't rush to get out of the car with a stern face.

He's an assassin, not a god; this scene of bullets flying around poses no different threat to him than to anyone else.

What annoyed him was that he only realized something was wrong when it was too late.

The fact that a group of assassins were able to wait here so precisely and keep a close eye on Lin Yi's car clearly indicates that they had already begun tracking and observing him beforehand.

It's such a failure that I failed to notice the danger.

In that short time, as more and more bodyguards jumped out of the car, the ambush assassins were quickly put on the defensive.

It seems that someone gave the order, and after a brief stalemate, they began to fight and retreat.

From the first gunshot to crawling back to the alleyway where he had been hiding, it took no more than a minute.

Someone shouted not to chase, and the bodyguards who had been charging forward with guns at their feet all stopped.

Several who had received training at the secret base spread out in an orderly fashion and began to stand guard.

At this moment, Fang Chang finally pushed open the car door and got out.

Lin Yi didn't get out of the car. He sat back down in his seat, looked at Sun Zhongneng, who had a serious expression, and smiled, "Brother Zhongneng, you've seen it."

"If they go to such lengths to kill me, how can I guarantee my safety without an army?"

Sun Zhongneng: "..."

How could this be related?

He thought to himself, but he was certain that Lin Yi was not a warlord.

The warlords of China have been fighting countless wars.

Although most of them are not like Sichuan Province, where the wars between them are almost like playing house.

However, there are also a few unwritten rules, or rather, bottom lines.

One of the most important points is that even if one becomes a loser, the worst that can happen is that one resigns by telegram and hides in the foreign concession as a recluse.

He had never heard of such a direct assassination of a leader before.

Based on this alone, it can be basically concluded that Lin Yi did not lie to himself.

His attitude softened slightly, and Sun Zhongneng asked, "Mr. Lin, since it's a private army, isn't 10,000 soldiers too many?"

"If it's just for ensuring my personal safety, then this much is really not necessary."

"But if it's used to protect my property from being taken away, then it's not much at all."

"And this is just one of the functions of this army."

As he spoke, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Brother Zhongneng, have you ever heard of mercenaries?"

"What mercenaries?"

"It's a deal where the client pays us to fight a war."

"Therefore, a number of more than 10,000 is really not many."

"It is true that we will invest a lot in construction, but in the future, there will be opportunities to make back all the investment."

Sun Zhongneng was dumbfounded by what he heard.

You know what, this is actually a business!

At that moment, Fang Chang's head popped in from the passenger seat.

"The other party was very professional; they took the body away and only left behind a few flower traps."

"What about us?"

"Seven were seriously injured, and six died, including a human shield."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi sneered: "Call the police."

The American bodyguards hired at high prices only realize their greatest value when they are dead.

As the two were talking, Sun Zhongneng's gaze fell on the flower mechanism that Fang Chang was holding in his hand.

It was just a casual glance, but that one glance made him frown.

Just then, Fang Chang, having received his orders, was about to leave when he hurriedly spoke up: "Brother, let me see your gun."

"Is there a problem?"

Fang Chang asked expressionlessly.

Although he voluntarily gave up the commander's position.

But he was still quite unhappy with Sun Zhongneng, who was very likely to become his successor.

"This gun looks like the SIG20 used by the Japanese."

As he spoke, Sun Zhongneng glanced at Lin Yi with some curiosity.

What exactly did this guy do?

It turns out that the Japanese were the ones who wanted to kill him!

Hearing him say that, Lin Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

He reached out and grabbed the gun from Fang Chang's hand, checked the safety first, and then examined it closely.

He recognized the gun; it was exactly the same as the one his bodyguards used. This was the Flower Gun!

Puzzled, Lin Yi looked at Sun Zhongneng: "Isn't this just a flower mechanism?"

"Huaji is what we call it. The official model is the Swiss-made SIG20, and the prototype is the German MP18."

"Judging from the materials, this gun should be an original product, not a copy we made."

"We have this gun, and the Japanese have it too, just in smaller numbers."

As he spoke, Sun Zhongneng pointed to the front of the gun barrel: "As for why I said this gun was used by the Japanese, it's because of the wear and tear here."

"They are used to attaching bayonets to submachine guns. Judging from the shape of this wear, it should be a mark left from when a bayonet was previously attached."

"lighter."

At Lin Yi's call, Ah Sheng immediately lit a lighter.

"That's right, that's it."

"I'm confirming this again," Sun Zhongneng said with certainty.

Lin Yi chuckled: "So that's why there's been no movement these past few days. Turns out you were using someone else to do your dirty work."

"What a bunch of brilliant people."

Sun Zhongneng couldn't understand what these words meant.

However, he has already decided to accept Lin Yi's invitation and start a business with him.

For no other reason than that Lin Yi is a thorn in the side of the Japanese.

……

The police arrived very quickly.

Two black boxy police cars came speeding towards us, sirens blaring.

But as soon as they got out of the car, the sheriff in charge realized that things were far more complicated than he had thought.

The intense gunfight wasn't the main problem; the key issue was the location itself, which was situated at the border between the French Concession and the International Settlement.

Looking at the dozen or so cars at the scene, even though they didn't recognize Lin Yi, they knew that Lin Yi's identity was definitely not simple.

God knows what's going on here.

Without daring to delay, he left a few subordinates behind and immediately slipped away to report to his superior.

He has no intention of getting involved in this mess.

Lin Yi received Liu Jing's report but didn't pay much attention to it.

This matter was going to escalate anyway, and it would be even better if it spanned two concessions.

He waited until the ambulance arrived before taking most of the people directly to the hospital.

They left Liu Jing with a few men, a few corpses, and a few guns left by the murderer, and followed up on the aftermath.

Soon, a large number of police officers from both concessions arrived.

Also present were reporters from various media outlets who had received the hotline call.

On the street late at night, patrol officers blocked half the street.

With the occasional flash of camera lights, the atmosphere became increasingly serious.

Another police car arrived, and as soon as the patrol officers got out, Liu Jing saw Tie Lin, who had recently been promoted to deputy inspector of the Mai Lan Police Station.

He was in charge of arranging this promotion.

Originally, Mr. Lin intended to promote Tie Lin directly to the position of top inspector, but unfortunately there was a strict rule that could not be broken.

According to the current regulations of the French Concession, all police inspectors must be French.

Even the French Concession Municipal Council couldn't change this.

But there is no doubt that Tie Lin is now one of our own, and will be the future Chief Inspector of the Chinese Detective Agency.

Upon seeing him appear, Liu Jing, who had been waiting for him, immediately went over.

The clue about the submachine gun with a bayonet will be the focus of Tie Lin's investigation next...