Chapter 161:

The idea of ​​Lu Huai and Jiang is the same.
Mr. Fei did not meet the requirements of the secret cabinet, but he died in the French General Club. The killer’s murder method is exactly the same as that of the dark cabinet.
Who is this single? Who killed Mr. Fei.
The killer of the Dark Court does not allow private revenge. Therefore, there is only one possibility left.
There are ghosts in the dark court.
When Mr. Fei died, not only would the French be angered, but the patrol room could not be investigated, and even the gap between Lu Huai and the dark cabinet could be created.
The person who designed this game wants to do both things, and the mind is extremely vicious.
Mr. Jiang: "Thank you for your trust."
Lu Huai’s voice is faint:
Since I cooperate with Mr. Jiang, I will not easily doubt you.

Lu Huai: "The French want to explain to the patrol house, I hope Mr. Jiang can give them a satisfactory answer."
Mr. Jiang: "There must be no support for the three."
......
Mr. Jiang is going to grab this ghost.
The temperature is so low that the dry and cold air is permeating the French Concession.
Mr. Jiang walked into the antique shop on Smith Road. He faintly swept the circle. There were very few people in the store, cold and clear.
Meng Wu saw Mr. Jiang coming, and reverently called: "Mr. Jiang."
Meng Wu let others look after the antique shop, and he went to the secret room with Mr. Jiang.
Mr. Jiang saw Meng Wuyi’s eyes:
Meng Wu, last night, what are the tasks for everyone?

After talking with Lu Huai, Mr. Jiang has already investigated that the person who assassinated Mr. Fei is very likely to be related to Mengwu.
Today, he is here to test Meng Wu.
Meng Wu looks calm: "Mr. Jiang, there was no mission last night, and all members were on standby."
Nothing outsiders knows about his connection with Meng Si. No one knows about Mr. Fei’s business.
Meng Wu is convinced that Mr. Jiang will not find out.
Mr. Jiang continued to ask: "Is it? I still have a question."
Meng Wu: "Mr. Jiang please speak."
Mr. Jiang’s eyes are dark and unclear:
Is there anyone from other locations coming to Shanghai recently?

This sentence is a bureau set by Mr. Jiang. If Meng Wuruo answered incorrectly, Mr. Jiang will be sure that he is the killer of that day.
Meng Wuxi said categorically: "No."
Meng Wu’s predecessor was calm and he was not allowed to expose anything wrong.
He thought it was hidden for Meng Si, but this sentence revealed himself.
Mr. Jiang sneered in his heart.
Mr. Jiang: "I have checked three times. The day before yesterday, there was indeed a person from Hangzhou County."
It is said that Meng Wu is a little panicked.
Mr. Jiang added: "The man used the pseudonym of Ji Hang to come to Shanghai."
On a train from Hang County to Nanjing, one passenger died unexpectedly. His name is Ji Hang.
But on the second day, Ji Hang appeared on the train from Nanjing to Shanghai.
Mr. Jiang knows that someone will borrow the identity of Ji Hang to cover up his whereabouts.
The inner ghost came from the stronghold in Hang County, and Mr. Jiang wanted to test Meng Han’s reaction.
Meng Wu was silent and did not speak.
Through the reaction of Meng Wu, Mr. Jiang already knows the truth.
Mr. Jiang: "Is that person a Meng Si?"
He used the tone of the statement and was extremely calm.
The dark court has the rules of the dark court. The people at the bases have no orders and cannot leave the stronghold privately.
Meng Si ignored this rule, concealed his identity, and came to Shanghai.
Mr. Jiang looked coldly at Meng Si: "The French General Club has died, and the hearts of French expatriates have caused the turmoil in the French Concession."
"Meng Wu, do you want to disturb the beach?"
There was a remorse in Meng’s eyes. This is what he did wrong. He never thought that the consequences would be so serious.
He should not have taken the order privately because he had a relationship with Meng Si. He would do so in a row.
Mr. Jiang will not look at Meng Wu again: "I will hand you over to the patrol house and give the French an account."
Mr. Fei is the murder of Meng Wu, this is the punishment that Meng Wu should have.
As for Meng Si, he will use another way to deal with it.
That night, Mr. Jiang went to Hangzhou by car.
Meng Si is in the stronghold of Hang County, and he will personally go to the life of Meng Si.
Hang County.
The sky is raining, the rain is a bit big, and the raindrops ruthlessly lie on the ground.
On the quiet road, there are very few pedestrians. Maybe because the rain is getting bigger and bigger, everyone has stepped up.
Mr. Jiang held a black umbrella and walked slowly on the road.
Black umbrella, cold night, Mr. Jiang's figure seems to melt into the cold night.
The rain was so fast and fast that the rain slammed the umbrella, but his clothes were still clean and dry, and they were not wet.
On both sides are street lights, soft light falling, illuminating the road ahead.
In front of it is an antique shop, which is the stronghold of the dark cabinet. Mr. Jiang went straight in.
The night is getting darker, the store is just no one, and the silence is amazing.
Mr. Jiang entered the store and put away his umbrella. The black umbrella leaned against the table and the rain fell.
His every move is extremely gentle and elegant.
It seems to be the last calm before the storm.
When he heard the movement, Meng Si looked up.
After seeing the coming person, his heart tightened.
How did Mr. Jiang come? Could he have found himself?
Meng Si maintains the calm of the surface: "Mr. Jiang."
Mr. Jiang’s temperature is mild, and it sounds like it’s just a casual question:
Meng Si, how long have you been in the dark?

Meng Si: "It has been five years."
Mr. Jiang said quietly: "The dark court will treat you not thin."
Five years is enough for the Privilege Church to teach many things. Five years is enough to make Meng Sisheng distracted.
Meng Si’s answer was extremely cautious:
It’s my pleasure to meet Mr. Jiang’s master like you.

It sounds like their conversation is very common, but Meng Si still raised his vigilance. Mr. Jiang suddenly came here, he was a little uneasy.
Mr. Jiang snorted.
His tone is Sven, but his eyes are cool.
"A few days ago, you looked for Meng Wu. Then, Mr. Fei died in Shanghai."
Mr. Jiang’s voice is extremely light, but with a faint sense of oppression, it is suffocating.
Meng Si naturally does not recognize: "Mr. Jiang, I don't know what you are talking about."
Mr. Jiang: "Meng Si, you let Meng Wu do it, and you don't come out. Even if something goes wrong, you will stay out of it."
"In order not to make me doubt, I will take a bus from Hangzhou to Nanjing and then from Nanjing to Shanghai."
Meng Si’s hand hangs on his side and trembles slightly.
Mr. Jiang already knows.
Mr. Jiang looks indifferent: "The dark cabinet trains you, not to let you one day, use those skills to deal with the dark cabinet."
Mr. Jiang’s gaze swept through Meng Si and was cold and cold.
The chill was covered in the back of Meng Si, and his eyes were full of fear.
Mr. Jiang said one word: "Meng Si, you know, I don't like betrayal."
The air seems to freeze, so people can't breathe.
At this time, Mr. Jiang suddenly asked: "Meng Si, who is behind you?"
This man manipulated Meng Si, and tried to disturb the beach. His mind was really vicious.
Meng Si is a person who is Mo Qinghan. He knows that if he exposes the identity of the person behind the scenes, he will be born to die.
Meng Si immediately took out the gun at the waist and aimed at Mr. Jiang.
If he wants to leave, Mr. Jiang must die.
Mr. Jiang’s action was faster than Meng Si, Meng Sigang raised his gun, and Mr. Jiang had already fired.
The dull gunshot sounded in the air, breaking the silence!
Mr. Jiang’s gun hit the wrist of Meng Si.
Meng Si only felt the pain in his wrist, and he could not help but release his hand and the gun fell to the ground.
At this time, Mr. Jiang’s cold voice sounded:
Your shot is taught by the dark.

Then he abolished Meng Si’s hand and made Meng Si no longer able to take the gun.
Meng Sijian was in a wrong situation and endured the pain and immediately ran outside the door. Mr. Jiang is very good at his skills. If he fights with Mr. Jiang, he will not win.
Meng Si actually knows that he may not be able to leave here today. However, Meng Si still wants to fight for the last chance.
Seeing Meng Si’s behavior, Mr. Jiang did not act.
Since Meng Si is going to flee, he will let Meng Si breathe for a while. Anyway, Meng Si always wants to stay here.
Mr. Jiang stood there, taking off his gloves slowly, and his movements were extremely elegant.
The gloves are black and the texture is excellent. The white light illuminates, and it seems that Mr. Jiang’s hand is long and clean.
The time is almost up, and Mr. Jiang looks up and looks out the door.
Mr. Fang Caijiang deliberately let Meng Si run away, and Meng Si quickly went outside.
The door was hidden, leaving only a shallow gap, and the cold air hit it.
Meng Si raised his hand and just put his hand on the door handle and opened the door.
A bullet broke through the wind, with a strong momentum, hit Meng Si's hand.
Meng Si’s eyes tightened and he retracted his hand.
Mr. Jiang’s gun is a warning to Meng Si.
Before the Meng Si continued to move, the dull gunshots sounded again.
The icy bullets wrapped in the chill, whistling through the head of Meng Si.
Sharp pain swept again, and Meng Si’s heart was frightened.
At the moment, behind him, Mr. Jiang’s cold voice was heard:
Meng Si, your life is for you.

After the dark cabinet was taken over by Mr. Jiang, it was completely different from the previous cold and rules.
The dark cabinet does not care about the past of the killers. As long as they are loyal, if they complete the task, the secret cabinet will give them excellent treatment.
"You betray the dark house, and all of you will get it back."
Including your life.
Even if Meng Si did not look back, he could feel the chill of the back.
It took only a few minutes to distinguish it, but Meng Si felt that time was as long.
Meng Si’s heart is as gray as he is, and Mr. Jiang can easily take his life. His struggle is futile.
Meng Si turned around and looked at Mr. Jiang.
Mr. Jiang’s mouth sneered with a sneer:
I’ll ask again, who is behind you? Who are you doing for?

The black lacquered muzzle was aimed at Meng Si. If Meng Si had a slight movement, Mr. Jiang would immediately shoot.
Meng Si’s body trembled, and he should have known that his life would remain in the hands of Mr. Jiang from the moment he chose to betray the dark.
The atmosphere inside the house was sore and the air was stagnant.
There was heavy rain outside the window, and there was a white lightning flashing through the sky.
Mr. Jiang’s look is colder than this bleak winter, and there is no temperature in his eyes.
Meng Si has never opened, and the room is silent.
Mr. Jiang knows that Meng Si’s temper is forbearing. If he does not speak, he must have made up his mind.
Mr. Jiang suddenly smiled.
The next second, he pulled the trigger.
The bullet hit the eyebrows of Meng Si, and there was no mercy.
At this moment, Mr. Jiang became the Jiang Yan who was killed from the trial field.
Cold and unrequited.
Meng Si is dead.
The antique shop in Hang County will be taken over by another person.
Mr. Jiang put away his gun and his eyes were cold.
He picked up the black umbrella and walked out of the antique shop without hesitation.
The door was closed and blocked the smell.
The rain is still falling, and Mr. Jiang walked into the deep night with his umbrella.
After returning to Shanghai, he returned to his original identity.
......
Originally, Yijun will be staged after the New Year, but because the Russian dance group is coming to Shanghai, the performance of the drama Yijun is ahead of schedule.
Tickets have already started to sell, and what surprised them was that the tickets were sold out in just a few days.
Yijun has been selling for a while since its publication.
Many people have seen Yi Jun's novel, and there are fans of this book all over the country.
Whether in Beiping or Nanjing, the local troupe is preparing for this drama, they want to put Yijun on the stage.
The drama Yijun will be staged at the Cathay Grand Theatre. This is the first time that Yijun has been adapted into a drama. Naturally, it is expected.
Moreover, the actors of this time are all students of Xinli Middle School. The younger generation is the one who interprets this book. Everyone feels very novel.
Today is the last rehearsal of the students of Xinli Middle School.
Some people don’t even care about eating in order to catch up with time.
Ye Chuxiao got this opportunity very important for Yan Manman, and she will of course accompany them.
In order to achieve the effect on the stage, all the actors wore formal costumes, and even the makeup on their faces was drawn in advance.
A thick curtain has been pulled into the theater, only the lights are on the stage, and the stage is dark.
All the students were taut and hearted and devoted themselves to this drama.
At this time, He Wei walked into the Cathay Grand Theatre.
He seems to have something to do, and he came to the theater.
He Wei saw the theater manager standing on the stage not far away. He was watching the performances of the classmates on the stage, and his interest was quite strong.
He walked through the aisle and walked over.
The theater manager was a little surprised: "He Dagongzi, long time no see."
Although the Cathay Grand Theatre is a family, it is not always here.
The theater manager will only see the greetings when there is something in the theater.
Recently, the theater was very calm. He didn't know why He Dagong suddenly came over.
He said casually: "I came here today and asked the manager for a few tickets."
The ticket in Hekou’s mouth is naturally a ticket for Yijun.
The theater manager asked casually: "He Dagongzi is useful, or is Mrs. He want to see Yijun?"
Mrs. He likes to watch the opera, and He Dagong is a filial person. It must be a ticket to Mrs. He.
He had a pause for a while and said: "Mother wants. Women on the beach like to see Yijun."
In fact, his mother just left Shanghai a few days ago. This time he wants to come to the ticket, but he wants to see it.
But this does not prevent him from using his mother as an excuse.
The theater manager nodded and looked respectful: "Okay, you are waiting here."
Although the foreign claim that the ticket has been sold out, each theater will have a part of the reserved ticket.
He snorted, and when the manager left, he turned and leaned against the wall, and he was very casual.
Ye Chu just came in from the door, she had some things at home, so it was late.
There is no ceiling light in the place where He Wei stands, and the shadow covers most of his body shape.
Ye Chu’s attention was always on the stage, and there was no discovery of He Wei’s leaning against the wall.
However, He Wei saw Ye Chu.
He Wei slowly moved his head, and when Ye Chu approached, he straightened up and blocked Ye Chu’s way.
Ye Chu’s footsteps are stagnation and no longer go forward.
He Wei raised his eyebrows with interest: "Ye Chu."
Ye Chu quickly saw the wrist wrapped by He Wei.
Ye Chu asked: "He school manager, your hand is hurt?"
He Wei said without hesitation: "When I was at the Golden Gate Hotel last time, I accidentally hurt."
In fact, Mr. Jiang had an ambush in Jinzhou, and this injury was also caused at that time.
However, He Wei didn't know what the man had done. He only knew that he woke up and suffered injuries on his wrist.
Now Ye Chu asked, He Wei did not want to tell her.
He deliberately mentioned this to remind Ye Chu that he knew the secret of her gun.
Ye Chu naturally does not believe: "I clearly remember that He Taodong was not injured at the time."
Ye Chu remembered very clearly that He Wei was unscathed at the time.
He Wei didn't mean it: "Ye Chu, it seems that I need to remind you. At that time, the action of your gun was really skilled."
Ye Chu looked around with Yu Guang, no one noticed it.
She did not answer.
He Qi’s mouth is full of laughter, obviously optimistic about the play:
Ye Chu, how do you learn to use a gun? And Su Mingzhe explained clearly?

He Wei can naturally see that Su Mingzhe is very nervous about Ye Chu, and if he sees Ye Chu suddenly shooting, he will definitely ask the bottom.
Ye Chu did not answer positively: "Is this matter related to you?"
Ye Chu did not want to answer, and He did not ask.
Someone soon interrupted the stalemate here.
The theater manager came over: "He school manager, your ticket."
At the moment the manager came over, He Wei immediately returned to its original appearance.
He Wei said to Ye Chu: "Ye, your rehearsal is very good, keep up the good work."
Ye Chu smiled and said: "Thank you for your praise."
He Wei nodded: "I have to go. Ye, goodbye."
Ye Chu said goodbye: "He school director, goodbye."
It seems that it is just an ordinary conversation.
......
After not reading this rehearsal, Ye Chu left the Cathay Grand Theatre very early. She will accompany her mother to Yang Gongguan to attend the banquet tonight.
On the night of Ye Chu’s birthday party, Su Lan promised Mrs. Yang’s invitation.
Therefore, this banquet, Sulan is bound to go.
The Financial Secretary, Yang Zhong, is recovering from illness in Shanghai. He is very good recently. To celebrate, Yang Gongguan hosted a dinner.
This banquet invited many celebrities to the privilege, just like the most unusual dinner on the beach.
For Ye Chu, tonight is just a trip to Sulan and I will be able to go home soon.
Ye Chu has been with Sulan, quiet and well-behaved, to accompany her to talk to the ladies.
Even if Lu Huai entered the banquet hall, Ye Chu was only a glance at it, and never looked at it.
But whoever expected, in a peaceful atmosphere, there are people with a restless mind.
A waiter holds a plate in his hand and holds a French snack. He smiled on the face and treated the guests very nicely.
But his eyes always inadvertently go in one direction.
Mrs. Ye and Miss Ye.
He entered the Yang Gongguan as a waiter. This time he came to the party and wanted to assassinate Sulan.
He has two purposes.
One is to force Miss Ye Ye to expose her to the fact that she will shoot in front of the crowd, and the other is to test Lu Sanshao's views on Miss Ye Er.
These two things, no matter which one is successful, are the results that the master wants.
As for Sulan’s life, he is not considering it at all.
He is just a ready to die.
His family has been in control, and if he does not die, they will die.
The waiter has been observing two people, he is looking for the most suitable time.
Ye Chu and Su Lan’s steps were not fast. They walked to the long table covered with white tablecloths, with some Western food on them.
Although Ye Chu accompanied Sulan, she did not lose her vigilance and paid attention to the movement around her.
The waiter had already put down the plate in his hand, and he slowly walked across from Ye Chu. She is not far away, she can see him as soon as she looks up.
They are separated by a long table, and he can ensure that the range is complete and there is no obstacle interference.
The waiter looked at Ye Chu silently. She noticed his sight and just looked up.
He reached out and took out the gun and deliberately raised the gun in front of Ye Chu.
He wants Ye Chu to see his movements in order to try out her reaction.
No one has noticed the movement here.
Ye Chu eyes a glimpse.
She saw clearly that the black hole's muzzle was in the direction of Sulan.
The man quickly pulled the trigger and the gunshots started.
The gunshot provoked a scream of four!
Ye Chu’s movements were extremely fast. She slammed Sulan to the side and the bullet quickly swept over the side of Sulan and shot into the wall behind her.
Ye Chu immediately reached out and touched her waist. She clenched the Browning m1910.
Under Sulan’s shocked look, Ye Chu pointed the gun at the man, her eyes firmly pushing the trigger.
At this time, two gunshots sounded at the same time!
The icy bullets passed through the chaotic air of the hall and shot straight to the man with the gun.
Two bullets shot into the heart of the man at the same time!
Between the electric and the flint, the man fell to the ground and died.
One of the shots was made by Ye Chu.
She gave a slight glimpse and turned to look at the direction of another gunshot.
There is a person standing there.
His face is cold and his eyes are deep. He held a gun in his hand and his anger surged.
Another person who shot.
It is Lu Huai.