At 5 pm on March 27, 1932, Luoyi, the ancient city in the hinterland of the Central Plains, was in the Luoyi Special Service Office of the National Government’s Restoration Society, and the Office of the Third Section.

The phone ringing rang without warning.

Section chief Li Dabin picked up the phone: "Hey, Li Dabin of the third department, yes, sit down, yes, take action immediately."

"Zhang Xuchu, tell your brothers, take the guys and come out immediately."

"yes."

"Ye Se, you just came and there are not many people who know you. You can drive a motorcycle and take a shortcut to Yemei Nightclub to explore the road. Just watch and don't move. Don't be alert to the snake. We will arrive later."

"yes."

Ye Se opened a cabinet leaning against the wall, took out a black cotton robe hanging inside and changed into a military uniform.

Sanke has a three-wheeled motorcycle that passes through alleys and takes shortcuts, making it easier than a car.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Se drove a tricycle to the corner ten meters away from Ye Mei Nightclub and put it in, and walked to the door of the nightclub.

"Sir, please come in." The waiter led the way with great sincerity.

The two walked into the hall one by one, and Ye Se chose to sit down at a table near the glass window on the side of the road.

"A cup of coffee, thank you."

The night is tall and thin, fair-skinned, and pretty. He has just graduated from school. He has both the scholarly and noble character of a student and the fortitude of a soldier.

The youthful appearance between a boy and a man, and a cup of hot coffee in front of him is perfect for you.

When the waiter turned around and left, he nodded at the dancer who was walking over. He said silently, "It's a pity to miss it." How about a try?"

The dancer pursed his lips and smiled frivolously.

The grand occasion of the nightclub begins with supper.

This is the time.

As the night looked out the window, more and more agile passers-by gathered outside the nightclub door.

Some are dressed up as cigarettes and newspapers, shoes, rickshaws, and chatting under a telephone pole on the side of the road, sitting at a stall eating wontons, drinking beef soup, and begging on the side of the road, and wandering on the side of the road.

Their eyes, whether they were hanging down, squinting, or looking directly, were staring at the Nightmare Nightclub without exception.

What action?

Who to catch?

What is the purpose?

Night's brain twitched sharply.

Li Dabin didn't have any explanation, just let him see.

What to look at?

Where to look?

A cloud of fog.

"Sir, what can I eat?" The dancer who walked over was not old, in his early twenties, with a lilac cheongsam wrapped in his slender body. His long black head was naturally scattered beside his fair and elegant face, with a hint of shyness in his pure round eyes.

Night read a word, seduced.

Another way to be different from the charming beauty is that lotus comes out of clear water.

It makes a man feel excited in an instant, unable to extricate himself, and has endless aftertaste.

An excellent way to touch a man's heart.

"What can I recommend for a lady?" Night's eyes were clear, gentle and elegant.

The instructor taught him that pure girls like elegant and handsome men.

The dancer smiled innocently: "How many sir?"

"one."

"If you are alone, you don't need too much. Two dishes, one soup, one meat and one vegetable. I recommend our signature dishes here to my husband."

Yese nodded: "Okay, I'll go whatever the lady says..."

He is playing a fish that takes the hook.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

Ye Se's words were interrupted.

It's gunshot.

The dancer's astonished eyes were facing the night, and his weak and boneless body slid down into the arms of the man closest to her. His hands clinging to his neck, the dying fingers crossed and tightly clasped together.

Her left back was bleeding out, bright red, and steaming.

The location of the gun hole is exactly the heart.

The colorful life is about to end before it begins, and tears of despair flow out of the corners of the dancer's eyes.

She raised her red lips slightly, opened and hung weakly, leaving her last sentence in Yese's ears: "Next Wednesday at 8pm, Ye Mei, Horse, Horse Hoof..."

Before he finished speaking, the dancer closed his eyes forever, and his body that had lost its anger fell to the ground.

The night had no time to think, and his eyes were searching around, looking for all suspicious people.

Behind a table in the hall that echoed him the most, a man in a gray suit moved quickly, leaving only the right half of his figure outside the moon gate.

He lifted the gun and pulled the trigger, Ye Se shot the only shot tonight based on his feelings.

The man in the gray suit shook his right shoulder, and his body rushed forward with the impact of the bullet hitting him, disappearing behind the moon gate.

Ye Se shook off the woman hanging on her body and rushed towards the moon gate.

A series of bloodstains lasted less than five meters and disappeared on the way to the back door of Ye Mei.

Obviously, he was taken away.

The blood on the shoulders might be left on the person carrying him, or maybe it was blocked by something.

There is no trace of the man in a gray suit.

The place where he disappeared was a three-way intersection.

The first road, go upstairs.

The second way, go out.

The third road, turn into the backyard.

Yese did not hesitate, and his legs running straight forward rushed out of Ye Mei's back door.

He believed that the people led by Li Dabin would turn the whole night beauty into the sky.

Outside the Ye Mei back door, although it was a back alley, there were many passers-by coming and going. Before they could see the passers-by who were used to chopping and killing, they all stretched their necks to watch the fun, and there was no strange sight on the road.

Ye Se held a gun and grabbed a passerby closest to him and asked, "Did you see the people who just went out? How many are there in total?"

The passerby was shocked by the gun, his mouth trembled, and he said nothing: "Then, two, two, two."

In the direction of the passerby's fingers, there are car pulled by donkeys, bicycles riding by people, carriages with four wheels, pedestrians with hands and no empty spaces, pedestrians with shoulders and backs, and pedestrians with arms around.

People come and go, covering up everything.

"How did they leave?" Yese asked again.

"No, I didn't see it, I'm standing here and waiting, waiting to see you come out." Passersby's faces were filled with fear when they watched the fun.

"Did you see?" Yese asked another passerby.

"A tricycle was taken away."

"What kind of tricycle? What does the coachman look like?"

"I didn't see clearly. There were three tricycles at the door at that time. The coachman seemed to be carrying a small felt hat. It seemed that he was still walking together, so I couldn't tell."

At the same time, two military vehicles, one big and one small, were parked at the door of Ye Mei, and Li Dabin and Zhang Xuchu broke into the nightclub with their men.

"You, upstairs." Li Dabin pointed his right index finger at the entrance of the stairs.

Zhang Xuchu rushed to the second floor with a team of men and inspected each room.

The soldiers following Li Dabin surrounded the gate and all exits on the first floor and seized everyone in the room.

Ye Se walked into the hall through the back door and met with Li Dabin.

"How is it?" Li Dabin asked anxiously.

"Someone answered and ran away." Yese replied, looking at the dancer lying in a pool of blood.

He had just raised his foot and walked towards the female corpse, and a noise sounded outside the gate.

"What's going on?" Li Dabin asked coldly.

"The police station's people arrived." The subordinates who walked in from outside reported.

"Baby, I'm not running slowly this time." Li Dabin played with the black leather gloves in his hand and said contemptuously.

"Secretary Li, hold them up for five minutes." Ye Se suddenly interrupted.
Chapter completed!