The night is a paradise for the criminals, and it is destined to be sleepless and very chaotic.

No. 54, Betton Road, Ling Tianming’s mansion, a three-story garden villa, and the interior is brightly lit and luxurious.

It was nine o'clock, and the car slowly stopped at the door. The two bodyguards who followed got out of the car and looked around with caution.

The public security in the French Concession is much better than that in the public Concession. There are many vehicles and walkers at this point, and no suspicious people are found.

After a while, the car entered the courtyard. Ling Tianming was covered in alcohol and smelled of a woman. He came out of the car with a slight slight tune, humming an unknown tune.

"happy!"

He shook off the hands of the two bodyguards, blushed and shouted: "I'm happy tonight, Mr. Ling. Each person will give you ten yuan. Leave a few people on duty and go and have some fun. Remember to come back to work on duty."

"Thank you for your reward, Mr. Ling." A total of fifteen bodyguards bowed to their heads and bowed. They were very happy. It was so good to be a bodyguard for rich people, and they could give rewards at any time.

"Ha ha..."

"It's great, Chu Wenhao, a dog thief, dares to shout to me. I will make it look good tomorrow. Without Japan's cover, it would be a stray dog."

"Master, you're drunk too much, hurry up and go upstairs to rest." Several concubines who had just heard the words came out were coming and helped me to speak.

"Himmer~" Ling Tianming's cheeks were red and his eyes were blurred. "Nonsense, I will drink too much. I'm opening two bottles of whiskey for me. I'll deal with you sluts tonight, and I'll open it!"

"Open it, the sisters are free to clean up, and they are waiting."

"Hahaha..."

The noise in the yard was very far away. Anyone who dared to stay knew his identity.

Under the street lights on the opposite street, the man saw the scene in the yard. The cigarettes in his mouth gathered from time to time. When Ling Tianming's figure entered the room, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with his feet. He tightened the thin black windbreaker on his body, pressed the brim of his hat and left with great strides.

It was 2:30 in the morning.

The street lights on Betton Road were lit up thirty meters apart. Even the bustling beaches were all asleep. The streets were very quiet, and the sound of quiet night owls could be heard.

A figure rushed alone, and the flames moved from time to time until he stopped in front of the gate of No. 54.

The main building on the third floor has already fallen into darkness, and there are faint lights on one side of the auxiliary building.

The four-meter-high wall was very relaxed for him. A few running-ups climbed up directly, with a very light movement, and his body slid down gently, stepped on the lawn with one foot. He had a bodyguard but no dog.

He sneaked along the wall and came to the auxiliary building with the lights on, carefully searching for a few glances.

The sound of sleeping sounds came from time to time. The two bodyguards on duty had already fallen asleep. They were usually like this, who would dare to come here to go wild?

He walked over and went straight to the main building, and came to the door and pushed it gently and pushed it gently. He looked up and glanced at the upper window, which was two and a half meters high. Without hesitation, he climbed the doors on both sides and grabbed it gently with his hands and feet. He pushed his body with both arms and kept his body empty and not touching the door.

Squatting on the door frame and glanced at it, it was so dark that I couldn't see clearly. There was only the sound of the clock swinging. Just make sure that no one came out. There was a nanny on the first floor.

After adapting for a while, I jumped down and then rolled around. There was still some movement but it was not very big, and I stepped on the carpet.

After a moment of silence, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it into his mouth, stroking the match.

Swish~

While the smoke was used to light the smoke, I scanned the indoor environment with the help of a faint flame, found the stairs, and the matches were extinguished.

It is not too difficult for killing a traitor. When he comes in, he doesn't intend to let him live. He just doesn't want to make everyone know it, otherwise he can kill him forcibly.

Smoking cigarettes slowly followed the stairs upstairs, and when you arrived at the second floor, slide the matches again, see the three bedroom doors clear, and gently turn the door handle.

There was no lock, and the smell of a woman's beauty when entering the door. Who knew that the five concubines could only search one by one when they were sleeping.

"who?"

As soon as he entered the door, a slight shout came, which scared him, "Is this woman so alert to sleep at night?" She didn't panic, so at most she was more troublesome.

Standing at the door, smoking without saying a word, he heard: "Damn, you are getting more and more courageous. Be careful that the master went downstairs to beat you to death. It won't work tonight. I'll feel uncomfortable someday."

??

Chu Wenhao was full of questions, why did he visit him at night? He understood after thinking about it, and closed the door without saying a word and walked upstairs.

The third floor has the same apartment. Just as I was about to start searching, I heard the sound of the door lock turning. I cursed in my heart that I was really dishonest and had to retreat to the stairs.

Soon, a woman with loose hair and nightgown went to the bathroom with a sleepy look, and she could barely see her figure with the help of indoor lights.

When I heard the bathroom door closed, I threw away the cigarette and came to the door a few steps. I gently pushed the door open and saw the indoor scene. There were two women and one man lying on a five-meter bed, each with a bed, which was very good at enjoying it.

Sleeping soundly as a pig, the head of the bed was against the east side, and clearly saw Ling Tianming's position and where the woman was sleeping just now, and gently walked to the north side of the bed and lay down.

If you don’t look carefully, you won’t notice it. When the woman returns to the house in a daze, she lie down and turns off the desk lamp and falls into the darkness again.

He didn't move quickly, and then stood up ten minutes later, took out the dagger from his waist, stepped on it directly to the bed, and came to his sleeping position to cover his mouth and nose with one hand. The sharp dagger directly slashed through his throat without any hesitation.

"Um~"

The pain made Ling Tianming open his eyes and whimper, but was pressed down tightly, and his hands and feet unconsciously grabbed the woman next to him.

I still had the strength, but I heard: "It's almost time, and I'm still trying to do it. I'll let you have enough trouble tomorrow morning and I'm so sleepy."

A man turned over and hugged his sister and slept soundly. He had no idea that his master's eyes were open and he grabbed the quilt tightly, trying to make a sound but it was meaningless.

Blood flowed in the darkness, wetting the bed sheets and quilts a little bit. Ling Tianming might know who killed him in his mind until he died, but he could only regret provoking the spy!

The body gradually became stiff and straight, and Chu Wenhao covered the quilt, gently got out of bed and opened the door and left, and returned openly.

After leaving the house, I lit a cigarette, exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned around and left.

early morning.

A scream that resounded through the sky came out.

“Ah~”

Soon a large number of police officers came to the door to take photos and collect evidence, trying to find out the murderer.

Not only the French Concession is chaotic, but also the public Concession. A large number of policemen patrolling and running around the streets, making people in the concession panic.

A tabloid found this an opportunity and gathered employees to scold him, "Snap time to publish 30,000 copies in one hour. Ling Tianming, director of the Concession Police Department, died in his bed, and the three concubines were unaware of it. The director of the Xinzha Police Department... and seven other directors and deputy directors were assassinated by unidentified personnel overnight. I must add my comments. I suspect it was done by the Military Affairs Office. Hurry! Hurry!"

"yes!"

Eight in the morning.

The concession was completely infuriated, and everyone was holding a newspaper and chattering and talking in a low voice.

"Good death! I've long disliked him. God has a vision and finally someone has dealt with him. I'm going to burn incense and thank the gods for taking action."

"Shh! Sigh down, I didn't hear that Zhang Xiaolin was crazy and forced the police to find the murderer."

"Tsk, if you have the ability, you will not be afraid if you dare to kill. You will bully us ordinary people. You will encounter tough problems!"

Ling Tianming Mansion.

"Bastard! Who did it? Who did it?" Zhang Xiaolin had a chewy beard and had a ferocious face. He felt distressed. Ling Tianming not only followed him for more than ten years, but also his reliance in the public concession. Now that he is dead, he is like a nonsense. Who cares about him?

"explain!"

"Are you bitches poisoning Tianming?" he shouted at the five women with tears in their eyes and terrified faces.

"Master Zhang, how dare we? We were fine when we went to bed last night. Who knew it would be like this? You must avenge Tianming. Look at him staring at him and dying with his eyes closed, he must feel wronged."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you must avenge him..."

Three women in one play, five women and children made Zhang Xiaolin’s forehead ache.

"Shut up!"

The world was purified with anger. I looked at the Chinese Inspector Du Kun in the French Concession in a cold manner, "Does Inspector Du have any clues?"

Du Kun smiled, he was not afraid of Zhang Xiaolin. "Zhang was joking. He only found out after asking the clues. The wife who slept together did not know, and the police room did not have three eyes."

"snort!"

"I hope you will catch the murderer as soon as possible," looked at the five women: "You are pigs! You don't feel like you are dead by your side. Don't tell me honestly, otherwise you will be buried with Tianming!"

One of the handsome and charming women spoke, "I got up at night at 3 o'clock last night. When I came back, the master grabbed me tightly. I was very sleepy and ignored him. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that when I woke up in the morning, the bed was covered in blood. Tianming stared at me, which scared me so much that I was still weak all over..."

"Yes, I was clamoring to eat wontons at one o'clock last night. I asked the nanny to make a bowl of it and I went to bed after eating. It was already half past one at that time. Who knew... Woo woo woo woo woo..."

Zhang Xiaolin frowned into the shape of a Sichuan character, playing with the Yin-Yang Ball in his hand, and Chu Wenhao's figure flashed in his mind. The arrogant look back and the white-haired boy warned Tianming, which made him very uncomfortable. Could it be him?

"Inspector Du, I will provide you with a direction. If you go to Chu Wenhao and arrest him and torture him, it is probably his fault. He once said that he would look good tomorrow, but he couldn't make it wrong. He must be him. Others don't have the courage to do this."

Looking at his disciples, "Send people out for me and look for Chu Wenhao's traces, just find five hundred o'clock in the ocean."

"yes!"

Du Kun lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Zhang Ye is really good at joking. Which eye can see that Chu Wenhao killed someone? If it is all like this, it is not a mess in the French Concession. Everything needs to be proved."

"evidence!"

Zhang Xiaolin smiled angrily and said, "What I said is evidence. Chu Wenhao is the murderer. Do you want to let it go without me?"

Du Kun's fat body moved and was not angry. "According to Mr. Zhang's words, is it Chu Wenhao who died every day? He is busy with it?"

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaolin narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that this bastard relied on Du Yuesheng's far-furious nephew, who did not take him seriously.

"Since you don't care, I'll do it myself. You shouldn't come out and make trouble!"

"Zhang is joking. There are laws in the concession. Three thousand police officers are not decorations. If anyone dares to do anything randomly, he will naturally be arrested and thrown into prison. This is not what I said, but just follow the rules. Mr. Zhang has a lot of talents and can also be assassinated. I will not wrongly accuse Mr. Zhang of what he didn't see."

"Okay, okay... Just have you said." He stood up angrily and said, "Send me a door post, I want to get rid of Chu Wenhao's revenge for Tianming. Please help from all the leaders. I will thank you very much after the matter is completed!"

"yes!"

Du Kun stood up and didn't look at him, and arranged for his subordinates: "Cleaning the prison cell and preparing to arrest people. If anyone dares to do anything in the French Concession, he will arrest me hard!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!