Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 915 Explosion, Murder, and Feint

Ten minutes later, a Japanese lieutenant officer emerged from Gan De's dormitory room with two of his men.

"You two must protect Mr. Gan De well and make sure nothing goes wrong, understand?" The Japanese lieutenant ordered the two Japanese officers on guard at the door.

The two immediately stood at attention and bowed their heads: "Hai!"

The Japanese lieutenant didn't say anything more, but waved to his two subordinates: "Let's go, go back and report to Commander Sato!"

"Hayi!"

Then the car engine started up, and the car turned around and left the military police station.

Zhang Yunhe, who was hiding under the eaves next to a pillar, saw the car disappear into the distance. He immediately raised his arm and pressed a finger on the Tiexue computer with his other hand.

With a loud "boom," the car belonging to the Japanese officer who had just left the 8th Military Police Corps exploded violently.

The car was blown several meters into the air before crashing back down. All the windows were shattered, the fuel tank was broken, and a large amount of gasoline splashed out and was ignited by the flames from the explosion.

With another loud "boom," the car that had landed was engulfed in flames. The Japanese officer, his two subordinates, and the driver inside had already been killed in the explosion, and the car itself was consumed by the fire.

"Something terrible has happened! Go out and see!" The Japanese soldiers in the 8th Military Police Corps shouted when they heard the explosion and saw the car that had exploded and caught fire on the street outside the gate.

The other Japanese soldiers also rushed out with their guns.

The two Japanese sentries standing at the entrance of Gan De's dormitory rushed into the courtyard with their guns drawn and craned their necks to see the burning car on the street outside.

Seeing that the two sentries had left the dormitory entrance, Zhang Yunhe, who was invisibly hiding, immediately walked over.

The door was unlocked, and it wasn't locked from the inside either. When Zhang Yunhe pushed the door open, the foreigner, Gan De, was standing at the doorway. He seemed to have also heard the explosion and wanted to ask the sentry at the door what was going on.

"Uh..." Gander was puzzled when he saw the door open for no reason and there was no one at the door. But just as he was about to walk out, his neck was grabbed.

Zhang Yunhe grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up, and carried him into the room.

Gan De tried to make a sound for help, but his throat was being choked and he couldn't breathe properly. No matter what he did, he couldn't make a sound. Instead, his brain suffered from oxygen deprivation due to the inability to breathe, and his face turned a purplish-red.

"Clang—" The gleaming wrist blade popped out instantly, and with a flick of Zhang Yunhe's wrist, the wrist blade pierced into Gan De's chest with a "thud".

Gander stared with bloodshot eyes, kicked his legs a few times, and after the final acupuncture, he lay still and his body went limp.

Zhang Yunhe tossed Gan De's body into his backpack like a rag, then walked to the bedside, stuffed all 300,000 yuan in banknotes spread on the bed into a bag, stored it in his backpack, and then quickly left.

“Hey, let’s go back and keep an eye on that Gander. Stop watching!” one of the two sentries said to his companion.

Reluctantly, his companion turned his gaze away from the burning car outside, and the two returned to the entrance of Gander's dormitory one after the other.

"Uh, why is the door open?" the Japanese sentry on the left asked in surprise.

The Japanese sentry on the right changed his expression and immediately rushed to the door to look inside. The room was empty!

"Where is he? Mr. Gander?" The sentry on the right immediately went into the room to look for the door or crawled under the bed, but he couldn't find Gander anywhere.

This dormitory room originally belonged to a Japanese sergeant. It was only a dozen square meters in size and had very little furniture, so it was impossible to hide anyone inside.

The person is missing!

This terrified the two Japanese sentries, one of whom quickly ran out of the room and blew the alarm whistle.

"Beep, beep, beep—"

The urgent whistle sounded inside the 8th Military Police Headquarters. Upon hearing it, the Japanese military police officers who were guarding the burning car outside the gate all changed their expressions and turned to run back to the military police headquarters courtyard with their guns at the ready.

A sergeant, pistol in hand, led seven or eight Japanese military policemen, panting, back to the military police headquarters courtyard and shouted to the sentry blowing the whistle, "What happened?"

The sentry hurriedly said, "Mr. Gander is missing!"

"What?! What happened?! He was just inside the room! Weren't you two on guard duty at the door?" the Japanese sergeant shouted.

The sentry lowered his head and answered tremblingly, "There was an explosion outside just now, so we ran out into the yard to take a look. But when we came back, we found Gander's door wide open and he was gone!"

"You bastards! This is a serious dereliction of duty! I ask you, how long have you been away from your posts?" the Japanese sergeant roared.

"Two minutes? No, one minute, one minute at most!" the sentry hurriedly said.

The Japanese sergeant immediately shouted, "Immediately send an order to the sentries at the main gate: from now on, no one is allowed to leave. They are only allowed to enter, not leave. Everyone else, search the place thoroughly. He couldn't have left here in such a short time; he must still be here!"

"Hai!" The Japanese military police scattered, forming groups of three to search the various rooms in the courtyard.

After leaving the 8th Military Police, Zhang Yunhe realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.

"Damn it, what a miscalculation! We should have sent the message back first, gotten the £5000 intelligence fee, then killed Gander, and then asked the British for the bounty in pounds. Now look what happened, we're going to lose £5000!"

Zhang Yunhe felt a pang of frustration and slapped his head.

He sat in his car, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and then dialed Ma Dazhi's home phone number using a virtual dialer.

"Hey?"

Zhang Yunhe recognized Ma Dazhi's voice and immediately said, "Send a telegram to Jiangzhou and ask them for the bounty in pounds!"

"What? You took down William Gander so quickly?" Ma Dazhi asked in surprise.

Zhang Yunhe said, "Right, I forgot that I should have told Jiangzhou where Gan De was first, and then found an opportunity to kill him. That way, I could get an extra 5000 pounds in tips!"

Ma Dazhi said on the phone, "I passed on the news that Gan De was being held in Pudong Hospital to Jiangzhou. The Blue Shirts have already paid 5000 pounds for the information. If you try to ask the British for another 5000 pounds this time, I'm afraid they won't pay. It's good enough if you can earn pounds."

Zhang Yunhe didn't dwell on it anymore. 5000 pounds was just a little pocket money for his wife and concubine.

"Alright, send a telegram to the Blue Shirts Society about this and tell them to send the reward money as soon as possible! By the way, I've decided that it's not very safe for us to open bank accounts in the French Concession. The French don't dare to offend the Japanese right now. If the Japanese also forcibly investigate all the depositors' accounts in the banks within the French Concession, you risk being exposed!"