After a melee, with his unparalleled marksmanship and superb agility, Jian, who was fighting alone, was not injured at all.
On the contrary, several swordsmen who joined the attack were chopped to pieces by him and suffered a lot of injuries.
In the end, they fled together in embarrassment.
Jian Yi was too lazy to chase.
The one thing he was most concerned about at the moment was whether Hua Ting beside him was injured.
The fierce fighting suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of chaotic leaving footsteps.
The swordsmen in black withdrew from the dance hall door in embarrassment.
The movements were so fast that it took three bullets to be fired.
Although it was not enough, it was not enough.
Don't put the revolver back in your pocket before the lights come back on.
"Are you okay?"
In the darkness, the concern on Jian Yi's face was still shining in her star-like eyes.
"It's okay," Hua Ting shook her head proudly, "Who am I?"
When the lights came on again, the tables and chairs in the hall were in chaos, there were only a few guests left, and the stage was empty.
Just like every time something happened to Paramount, it was this out-of-control and depressed scene.
On the sofa chair where Jian Yi had just socialized, except for a puddle of fresh blood, there was no body left.
"I didn't expect these guys to set up an ambush in advance."
Even after a fierce battle, Jian Yi was still wearing a suit and leather shoes, with bright leather shoes, and her short dark hair was meticulously combed, looking like a gentleman and elegant, as if she had just finished drinking a cup of coffee in her hand .
"In other words, he was assassinated."
"You can say that."
Jian Yi nodded with a complicated expression.
"Mr.
Jian, please come to Nanjing with your wife when you have time."
A loud voice came from behind Jian Yi.
The three of them turned their heads in unison.
The middle-aged man was wearing a suit of the same color as Jian Yi.
His face was so thin that his cheekbones protruded when he smiled.
He looked like a treacherous villain and had a pair of thieves.
Her smiling eyes carefully scanned Hua Ting's face and then rested on Shi Yin'ai, "Hey, Mr.
Jian is so elegant that he brought two stunning beauties to Nanjing."
Jian Yi's face darkened, but within a second, he reached out and shook the middle-aged man's hand, "Director Li, long time no see."
Then he turned around and introduced to the two ladies, "Director of the Nanjing Police Department. , Li Xiangming.”
Hua Ting nodded politely as a greeting.
There were waiters around who began to clean up the remaining glass shards on the ground one after another.
Director Li frowned and looked around, and then said with a look of disgust, "I'm so sorry.
The scene was chaotic today.
I have ruined Mr.
Jian's elegance." ” "No, no," Jian Yi smiled politely, "Director Li is so polite."
However, the next second, these words from Director Li really shook the hearts of the three people present, "I find it very strange, why every time a murder occurs, there is Jane.
Sir is here" "Really?"
Jian Yi smiled responsively, with a hint of subtlety in her eyes, "So, I, Jian Yi, was born to be a broom star."
"Haha," Director Li broke off the half-cut cigarette in his hand and rolled his eyes around, "Mr.
Jian is really funny."
Seeing that Director Li just wanted to chat and had nothing else to do, Jian Yi said casually: "Director Li, would you like to come with us to have a cup of tea or have some midnight snacks or something?"
Director Li shook his head as he expected, "I still have something to do.
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I will take Mr.
Jian and Mrs.
Jian to have a good time in Nanjing some other time," he said, looking away at Shi Yin'ai indifferently. , "Of course, there is also Miss Shi."
Jian was too lazy to say more to him, "Let's go first then" Before Jian Yi finished speaking, Director Li cut off and said, "I wonder if anyone was killed just now?"
He looked at the fresh blood on the sofa cushions with a suspicious look, "If I remember correctly, that position should be the king's."
The director should take the seat."
"Yes," Jian Yi said in a tone that sounded like she was smiling, but her eyes were calm, not even a trace loosening.
"After the lights were turned on, Director Wang disappeared."
You can tell Director Li's inner monologue just by listening to it.
Director Li is also a talkative person, and he still maintains the proper politeness on his face, "Nanjing is a chaotic city, and there will always be several incidents a day.
Mr.
Jian is better to be careful."
I don't know if it was Hua Ting's misunderstanding, but she always felt that his sentence "be careful" contained deep-seated hostility.
"Thank you, Director Li, for reminding me."
Jian Yi, who returned to the car, decisively withdrew the two drivers and bodyguards.
Once the door was closed, she turned to Shi Yin'ai in the back seat and said, "I'm afraid my identity will be exposed."
After coming out of the ballroom, Shi Yin'ai frowned and said nothing.
"Why?"
Hua Ting realized the seriousness of the problem, "Who is Director Li?"
"Jian Maosheng's people," Jian Yi looked pale, and tightened his hands on the steering wheel unconsciously, "Today's incident was probably premeditated.
The lights, the man in black, and Director Li all appeared too much. coincide."
"You mean" Shi Yin'ai's eyes trembled subconsciously, "Jian Maosheng is testing you."
"This is a worst-case scenario."
As Jian Yi finished speaking, Hua Ting's facial expression became more and more stiff, "What should we do?"
"When soldiers come, they will block the water and cover it with earth."
"Hey, don't think I haven't watched the Shanghai spy drama.
Once the spy's identity is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous."
Jian Yi glanced sideways at Huaying, her eyebrows curved, and said, "If you are really exposed, I will protect you."
"Who cares about your thoughtfulness?"
"Sister Hua, do you think I will drag you to death?"
"It doesn't matter if I die.
Maybe I can go back in time after death.
The problem is you."
"It's up to me."
Jian Yi's smile at this moment is very similar to Chen Shu's under the moonlight that night.
They both have a free and easy look that doesn't care about life and death.
"Death is nothing to me.
What I worry about is you."
"I don't need you to worry."
The two of them were talking to each other in a playful manner, while Shi Yinai remained silent in the back seat.
Jian Yi turned the steering wheel, changed lanes, and drove east, "Take the evening flight back to Shanghai."
The matter was far more serious than Hua Ting imagined.
Lao Jiang immediately ordered the "crow eradication" plan to be carried out in advance.
Hua Ting's first task was to use all means to set the trading time of all opium to 12 o'clock the day after tomorrow.
Watching Lao Jiang's cold back disappear into the depths of the alley, Hua Ting's eyes stung inexplicably.
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She just turned around and ran into Jian Yibei's gentle embrace.
"What's wrong?"
she felt his arms tightening, holding her with a force that seemed to embed her into his body.
His chin gently rested on the top of her head, and he said in a gentle tone: "You must be extremely careful when you act, do you understand?"
"Do you still need to tell me?"
Hua Ting hit him hard with her forehead in a very embarrassing way.
Jian Yi hugged her tighter and tighter, "If anything happens to me, you..."
"Stop talking bullshit to me" "Ha," the laughter came from above her head, mixed with a soft breath, Jian Yi laughed refreshingly and said, "Sister Hua is still like this."
Suddenly, a wave of inexplicable melancholy thoughts broke into her chest.
Hua Ting subconsciously stretched out her hands to hug him, "If anything happens to you, and I can't go back to the 21st century, then I will die in the Republic of China."
"So," Jian Yi lowered his body, got close to her cheek, and put on a determined smile, "I must not die."
"Ha, it's good that you know."
"So," her face was filled with the refreshing fragrance of milk shower gel, and Jian Yi couldn't help but bite it gently, "I just farted."
It is not easy to end Bai Qihong's opium industry in one go.
Now under the control of the military, opium is little more than a business arrangement.
The warlords made money directly from it, and a lot of money was stuffed into the pockets of everyone from the mayor to the lower-level officials to the low-paid policemen on patrol.
After the establishment of the National Government, the situation did not change much.
Under the guise of regulating opium trafficking, it was still the gangs in the French Concession who exercised the monopoly.
They supported Chiang and helped him eradicate underground parties in the French Concession that might undermine the Nanjing government's efforts to win over the people.
Whether it was opium trafficking or dealing with underground parties, the unrest caused by the activities of Bai Qihong's forces in the French Concession finally made the French Concession Public Affairs Bureau realize that if this development continues, management will inevitably lose control.
The French Concession Police Department began negotiations with Bai Qihong, hoping that the Wanshan Company, which operated the opium trading platform, would move out of the French Concession.
Bai Qihong publicly sold opium in Shanghai on the condition that he handed over three million U.S. dollars per month to the central finance minister.
The following year, in order to further raise military expenditures, the Kuomintang government established an anti-smoking inspection office and officially implemented the opium monopoly.
As for Bai Qihong manufacturing morphine in Nanshi and making huge profits, in fact, Jian Maosheng was also involved in it.
The Nanjing government and the Shanghai gangs grasp the scale of drug control and trafficking, mainly based on mutual interests, and all the rules of the game are drawn up with this as the center.
The difficulty of the "crow eradication" operation is that it involves gangsters in Shanghai, because this will threaten their relationship with the Nanjing government and thus affect their future interactions with the Nanjing government.
The Nanjing government obviously took this into consideration, and therefore paid special attention to the operation of Shanghai's opium industry.
Bai Qihong's opium factory on the Bund of China has been in existence for more than six months.
At his request, he had obtained permission to operate the factory from Chiang through the former police chief Huang Zhiwen.
In response to Chiang's show of goodwill, Bai Qihong Of course he understood and reciprocated the favor.
First, he supported Chiang Kai-shek in encircling and suppressing the Red Army, and second, he helped destroy underground organizations in Shanghai.
In this way, Shanghai has fallen into a smoky atmosphere, with officials helping each other and covering the sky with one hand, and they are just on the verge of building China into an all-conquering drug empire.
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