Although the Japanese army in Shanghai had worked hard to block the news, the news of the theft of the Bank of Fukuyama was still spreading in Shanghai at a speed like the wind. Hans, a veteran intelligence dealer, immediately called Lu Yuan after learning the news, but Lu Yuan denied it on the phone. "Old man, do you really think I'm a three-headed and six-armed monster? The Bank of Fushan is in Hongkou District, and I heard that the bank's vault was dug into the tunnel, do you think I can dig a tunnel like that by myself? ”

Lu Yuan's voice sounded a little cold on the phone, although Hans had to admit that Lu Yuan's words were reasonable, but he still felt that this matter had something to do with Lu Yuan. Hans thought so, and so did the people of the company, and after they determined that the tunnel under the vault led directly to the backyard of the hotel across the street, the North Korean merchant who originally ran the hotel became the target of the Shanghai high-tech and No. 76.

But no matter how hard they tried to find and track down their targets, the North Korean businessmen disappeared into the sea without a trace, but as the scale of their operations expanded, the news also spread one after another. With the emergence of all kinds of seething gossip, many North Koreans living in Shanghai have become the targets of attention of intelligence agencies and gangsters, especially the cases against North Koreans, which have increased several times more.

There was a lot of noise in the concession, and the detention room of the patrol room was even more stuffed every day, and the back and forth and the cases that occurred one after another made the patrol officers in the concession only tired every day. But even so, there is still no trace of the target pursued by the special high-tech and No. 76, and as the news is known to more and more high-level Japanese soldiers, the person in charge of the Shanghai special high-tech is even more scolded.

It stands to reason that this should be the responsibility of the military police headquarters, after all, the security of Hongkou District has always been the responsibility of the military police. However, just when the special high-tech department and the military police headquarters were passing the buck to each other, the Japanese imperial family, which learned that more than 3 tons of gold and a large amount of cash had been stolen from the vault of the Bank of Fukuyama, had already sent an investigation team and was on its way to Shanghai at the moment. Upon hearing the news, the Japanese army in Shanghai and the special high-tech came to their senses, and they all forgot that behind the Fukuyama Bank stood the Japanese imperial family.

"You mean, the Japanese emperor actually sent a special investigation team from Japan for this banking case?" After receiving a call from Xu Huanshan in person, Lu Yuan, who was busy in his residence, was surprised. Before he decided to cut off his beard, he didn't expect that this matter would make such a big fuss, and it actually alarmed the Japanese emperor. "And what do you want to do? I mean? What I mean is to kill them, and it's better that the Japanese emperor can send a high-ranking official with a head and face this time. ”

Lu Yuan's answer made Xu Huanshan on the other end of the phone line couldn't help laughing and scolding, the banknotes worth 200,000 US dollars were in hand, and the days of the Shanghai underground party, which were originally stretched, were immediately much better, and even with Xu Huanshan's mood these days, it was much better. "Don't be careless, you kid, I heard that in the investigation team that came this time, there is a Japanese named Isamu Matsuda, it is said that this person went to the United States to study in his early years, and is especially good at trace investigation and analysis, and is a well-known detective master in Japan."

Lu Yuan was grateful to Xu Huanshan for his kind reminder, but he refused to admit defeat, and then laughed on the phone. "Lao Xu, I didn't say you, your courage is small enough. Who are we? It's the master who lives with his head, no matter how powerful Matsuda is, he's just a policeman, I don't believe he can be invulnerable, see if his hands are fast, or my bullets are fast. Lu Yuan's toughness made Xu Huanshan helpless, but he promised to provide intelligence support for Lu Yuan.

The imperial family sent an investigation team from the mainland, and the Japanese soldiers in Shanghai and the high-level officials of the special high-tech began to panic, and the Fukuyama Bank had an accident, and the final board could only fall on them. With the passage of time, the plainclothes people assigned to inquire about the news have not been able to find useful clues and intelligence, and the cruise ship on which the investigation team is taking is only one day away from Shanghai.

At noon on the third day, Lu Yuan called Xu Huanshan, who was on his favorite street, and Xu Huanshan told Lu Yuan on the phone that the investigation team from the Japanese mainland had arrived in Shanghai. Lu Yuan immediately went out and rushed to Hongkou District according to the information provided by Xu Huanshan, because as soon as the investigation team went ashore, they went straight to Fushan Bank. The vault had been stolen, and then there had been an explosion, the Bank of Fukuyama had been closed, and the street where it was located had been completely cordoned off by gendarmerie forces.

After putting on makeup, Lu Yuan blended into Hongkou District, and the Investigation Bureau had already entered Fushan Bank and was investigating the vault site at the moment. Compared with the rest of the investigation team, the suit-clad Matsuda did not look like a case officer, but while everyone else was carefully surveying the scene, Matsuda slowly walked up the stairs. After looking at the entire Fukuyama Bank, Matsuda offered to go to the inn across the street, and accompanied by several Japanese military police, Matsuda crossed the street and entered the hotel opposite.

Whether it is the vault of the Bank of Fukuyama or the hotel across the street, it has been surveyed by the special high-tech department, so there are many marks and marks of the survey site left in the hotel. After seeing the traces of the investigation of the special high-tech, Matsuda Yong, who had a normal complexion, immediately came to the backyard of the hotel, carefully looked at the entrance to the tunnel behind the flowers, and Matsuda took out some tools and began to measure and calculate the depth and width of the tunnel entrance.

The Japanese military police present didn't know why Matsuda Yong did this, and after a while, Matsuda entered the tunnel, and after seeing the traces on the side wall of the tunnel, Matsuda Yong, who returned to the backyard of the hotel, randomly ordered to search the entire backyard, especially the bulge that was full of flowers and trees but looked very weird. The bulge, which was of special concern to Isamu Matsuda, was quickly dug up by several Japanese military policemen, but the result shocked everyone present, because under the flowers and trees, there were actually more than a dozen corpses buried.

Hearing the news, the trace experts and forensic doctors of the special high-tech department immediately examined the corpses, but Matsuda Isamu had already preempted them and judged that the corpses were all North Koreans. Since the bodies of the North Koreans are here, where are the people who stole the vaults? Tekoko's trace expert quickly agreed, and he had already found the answer in the bullet holes in the corpse. "Skull Mask Man?" Matsuda's face was full of surprise, but he found that the expression of the trace expert did not look like a joke, and the doubts in his heart immediately became more lush.

"This skeleton masked man is specifically against the Imperial Japanese Army, and these bullet holes on the corpse are caused by 9mm pistol bullets, which are consistent with the caliber of the pistol bullets used by the skull masked man, and the skull masked man has infiltrated the Hongkou area to make trouble more than once." The answer of the special high-tech trace expert made Matsuda speechless, the Japanese army stationed in the urban area of Shanghai has thousands of troops, but a so-called mask man is powerless, and the control of the dispatch army in Shanghai does not seem to be very good.

After discovering the body, Matsuda focused his investigation on the dirt, digging a tunnel of this magnitude, it would be a hassle just to deal with the large amount of dirt dug up, and the dirt piled up in the backyard of the hotel was far from the amount of soil that Matsuda had calculated. Matsuda not only found the body, but also found out the general direction of the next investigation, and he couldn't help but feel a little complacent, he didn't know that danger was approaching him.

When Lu Yuan, who had infiltrated the Hongkou District, rushed to the side of Fushan Bank, it was when Matsuda Yong commanded people to dig a mound of earth, and saw the corpses of the Japanese soldiers from the hotel one after another. Lu Yuan began to secretly observe the surrounding situation, and when he found a building behind him, which happened to be facing the street where the bank was located, the corners of his mouth slanted, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Lu Yuan immediately withdrew from the crowd quietly, looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he walked a few steps along the street, and then dodged into the alley on the side of the street. Following the alley, Lu Yuan moved all the way east until he moved to the backyard of the building. The two Japanese in the courtyard were easily shot by Lu Yuan, who climbed over the wall, and then Lu Yuan entered through the back door, and after closing the front door, Lu Yuan went up the stairs to the second floor of the building.

Slowly opening the window facing the street, Lu Yuan, who was standing on the test, could easily see the situation in the street where the Fushan Bank was located, and Lu Yuan, who was sneering, immediately dropped one of the rooms on the side of the moving window, and then began to retrieve the sniper rifle and * from the storage space. Slowly screwing the * on the barrel of the sniper rifle, Lu Yuan easily pulled off the curtain and rolled it into a ball, and placed it under the barrel of the rifle to act as a support body. Isamu Matsuda, who had just walked out of the hotel, did not know that he was in danger, and at the moment he was talking to the people around him while reaching into his bag to get a cigarette.

Lu Yuan, who had already completed his aiming, didn't know who was the key target among the Japanese who appeared at the door of the hotel, he just simply didn't like Matsuda Yong with a Rendan beard, so the first shot was fired at Matsuda Yong. Lu Yuan hid in the room and fired, and the barrel of the gun had been installed*, not only did there be no sound, but even the tiny gun flame when shooting was not revealed, and then looked at the extremely unlucky Matsuda Yong at the door of the hotel, who had fallen in a pool of blood at this moment.