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

The release of the people went smoothly.

As soon as the two cell doors were opened, the murderer, Yoshimi Nakajima, was dragged out by two police officers.

His face was so bruised and swollen that he was unrecognizable.

One of its legs was also twisted in a strange way.

Seeing his miserable state, Kawabe Shiro's temples throbbed twice.

If Lin Yi hadn't appeared, he would have definitely investigated this matter.

But for now... never mind.

Thinking to himself, he glanced disapprovingly at Lu Liansheng, whose face was grim beside him.

Chief Inspector? What a useless piece of trash!

"go!"

With a shout, Kawabe Shiro turned and left.

Nakajima, groaning and whimpering, was being carefully supported, but his face still showed signs of pain.

The group left the small two-story building where the detention cells were located in a grand procession. Kawabe Shiro looked at the courtyard, which was now mostly empty, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yi is gone, that's a good thing.

Otherwise, if he really did kill Nakajima at the police station, the dozen or so men he brought with him probably wouldn't be able to stop him.

As for the police officers in the French Concession, they probably won't help either.

It's already a miracle that the Chinese police didn't all fire at once.

Thinking it over, he turned to look at Lu Liansheng: "Detective Lu, you're the Chief Detective, right?"

These words left Lu Liansheng speechless.

He understood what Shiro Kawabe meant.

It's just him mocking himself for not being able to manage his subordinates.

But how can we blame him for this?

When Wong Kam-yung was in power, he held the title of Deputy Chief Inspector Wah, and his word was law in the police station.

However, times have changed.

After Huang Jinyong was burned to a crisp, he kept a low profile for a while.

Although he maintained good relations with the upper echelons of the Municipal Council, he also took the opportunity to be promoted to Chief Detective Inspector.

But the police officers under his command were not very obedient.

The situation became even more serious after Tie Lin was promoted to Deputy Chief Inspector Hua.

This guy handled several cases involving gangs in succession, and his impartiality and integrity completely established his prestige.

Now, among the Chinese police, those who speak have more influence than him.

But that's something he can't stop.

He did consider teaming up with a few gangs to teach this guy a lesson.

As a result, nobody paid any attention to it.

It was only after finding out that this guy's backer was actually Lin Yi.

What is there to say?

Although Lin Yi is no longer in the martial arts world, his stories still circulate in the Shanghai martial arts community.

The renowned Mr. Lin is someone no one dares to mess with.

After all, even Boss Du slunk away to Hong Kong.

He even made a special inquiry and learned that Mr. Du now lives in an apartment in Hong Kong and spends his days reading.

He hardly ever reads newspapers.

That's a complete retirement from the criminal world.

Thinking about all this with resentment, he forced a smile: "Mr. Nakajima, things will improve after this is over."

"I told you before, Tie Lin's backer is Lin Yi."

"Lin Yi has lost face big time this time. In the future, the people of Shanghai will definitely not be afraid of him like a tiger."

"My situation will improve by then."

"I hope so."

Kawabe Shiro nodded, not in the mood to talk to him any further.

Seeing that his two subordinates had already helped Nakajima to the car, he raised his foot to go over.

Before he could even step down the steps, he heard a loud hum and a black sedan rushed in through the police station gate.

It swerved around a bend and headed straight for Nakajima.

It's too fast.

Shiro didn't even realize he was almost at the riverbank.

The three people standing next to the car were thrown into the air by the impact.

The car only slowed down briefly before roaring and running directly over Nakajima.

The car drove on for a while longer until it crashed into a flower bed and came to a stop.

"idiot!"

With eyes blazing with fury, Kawabe Shiro cursed and reached for the pistol at his waist.

Just as he pulled out his gun, Lin Yi's group of bodyguards rushed in through the door.

Some rushed toward the car, while others raised their guns, glaring menacingly at Shiro and his gang.

"Young Master, are you alright?!"

Ah Sheng was the first to rush to the car and anxiously opened the door.

Why are there no seat belts?

"Ouch... I almost knocked my teeth out."

Lin Yi covered his mouth, looking pained.

Luckily, I had my hands on the steering wheel, otherwise this would have been a case of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of my own.

If I end up with a gap-toothed face, I'm afraid I won't be able to show my face in public.

"I already told you I was coming, but you insisted on coming yourself, young master."

Ah Sheng complained and helped him down.

It was his carelessness.

The young master asked me for the car keys, and I stupidly gave them to him without hesitation. After that, I couldn't stop what happened.

Lin Yi ignored his complaints, looked at the bloodstains on his hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Only then did he ask, "Is he dead?"

Ah Sheng glanced back at the tire tracks on Nakajima's body: "He's definitely dead. The Americans said that car weighs 3.5 tons, heavier than a truck."

The car is a specially made bulletproof vehicle, manufactured by Dodge.

Even the engine has been replaced with an eight-cylinder engine.

Therefore, the vehicle is heavy and its speed is not slow.

If you floor the accelerator, you can reach 60 km/h.

"Just die."

Lin Yi grinned and let out a long sigh of relief.

It would be best if he did this himself.

Even if Ah Sheng does it, the results are still far inferior.

As for turning back and having someone else deal with the murderer, that's not a good option either.

He killed the murderer in full view of everyone, which was a fair and square way to seek justice.

Even if someone else does this job and it succeeds, some people will applaud, but their social circle will definitely be very disappointed.

Everyone is watching to see how he handles this!

This is related to whether we can speak firmly to the Japanese in the future.

As they were talking, a group of Chinese constables rushed out of the main building, led by Tie Lin.

He glanced at Lin Yi with a shocked expression, then drew his gun and walked towards He Bian Shilang and his gang.

"Put the gun down!"

Kawabe Shiro, who was already too scared to move in the face of a bunch of gun barrels, became even more arrogant when he saw Tielin appear.

"idiot!"

He stamped his foot by the river and grabbed Lu Liansheng, who was still dumbfounded: "He killed someone! Arrest him immediately!"

"Yes, yes, arrest him, arrest him."

Lu Liansheng nodded repeatedly, looking panicked and bewildered, not even knowing what he was saying.

In that short time, Tie Lin had already arrived in front of them.

Showing absolutely no respect for their superiors.

He grabbed the wrist of Kawabe Shiro, who was holding the gun.

He turned around, got close, bent over, and with a series of fluid movements, threw Kawabe Shiro out.

Even Lu Liansheng, who was being held by Kawabe Shiro, was dragged down onto the steps.

Tie Lin straightened up, looked at Kawabe Shiro's subordinates who were all pointing their guns at him, and chuckled.

He raised his hand and pointed to his forehead: "Shoot here."

The Japanese looked at each other, their fingers on the trigger, but they just couldn't bring themselves to press it down.

Then, in an instant, the Chinese constables pounced on him like wolves and tigers and pinned him to the ground.

"Damn it, what are you doing gesturing wildly if you're too scared to shoot?"

Muttering a curse, Tie Lin turned to look at Nakajima Gyoshi's corpse.

The pent-up anger in my chest vanished instantly...