"What happened?! How could such a thing happen? How good you told me before! How safe! How strict the security work is! Why did this happen!?..."

In a room in the office building of the Imperial American Army Headquarters, the old Taoist Wufeng no longer had the temperament of eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name. He was now like an ancient dragon, spitting out anger fiercely.∷,

And it is not someone else who has endured all this, but it is Yang Haotian, the Imperial Captain Company Commander who once made good suggestions for bolt-action rifles!

So what is the reason for this?

"Yang Haotian! Let me tell you! If His Majesty the Emperor has a three-year-old... It's just a little bit of a problem anyway! Don't be comfortable if you kid! If you really get that step, then you kid is the sinner of the empire! The sinner of the people of the empire! They are the sinners of us who fled from the Chinese who came here after the Qing Dynasty!..."

The old Taoist Wufeng talked endlessly, and his words also revealed that this is...

Could it be that the emperor Li Mengyang was assassinated? And he was really assassinated?

This matter...

"Report!" Yang Haotian heard this and couldn't stop talking. He only heard him say: "If that is true, there is a... no one else, I, Yang Haotian, cut off my head and apologize!"

The old Taoist Wufeng was angry at this time. When he heard this, he became even more excited!

"You kid is still a hero? Are you still a hero? Is it useless to say beautiful words now? The key is to do it well! Didn't you say it before? Your Majesty's safety will never go wrong! But why are there an assassin this time? And, and... what kind of thing is used?"

Yang Haotian, who was sprayed with spray on his face, ignored these things at this time and immediately explained: "It was their homemade rifle. They used discarded shells. They fired the lead bullet themselves and made the base fire!"

"Yes! That's the thing!...Hey? Then that's it. Grass! You have to find people from the Military Industry Department! These kids didn't take good care of the things!...This..."

Wu Feng was like a mad dog at this time, and he would scold anyone who got it. However, it seems a bit of a problem to go to the Military Industry Department to settle the score with Meng Fanyong, because this statement already shows that in fact, the assassin has been caught!

Of course, Yang Haotian didn't know what the old Taoist Wu Feng was thinking at this time. He saluted and said loudly: "Comrade Commander! I will take responsibility! I will do a profound review! But please let me complete my work! I will definitely arrest all the criminals involved in this assassination!"

"..." Wu Feng heard this, and his words were quite impressive, "Then have you asked something?"

"Not yet." Yang Haotian answered truthfully.

"Idiot!" The old Taoist Wufeng's temper became stronger.

Actually, this matter is a bit like this. Wu Feng is a little cursing, because the interrogation issue has just been arrested, but because the news from the empire was conveyed very quickly. Such a huge thing as the assassination of His Majesty the Emperor was naturally known by important figures in the empire at the first time. As for the telegram, of course. It has not been reported yet. But the interrogation has not started yet, so of course, Yang Haotian can't ask anything.

Moreover, Yang Haotian's responsibility is not very big in this entire assassination incident. Of course, as the special security officer of the Emperor of the Empire, he was to prevent people from sniping and assassinating from a distance. He did not prevent this incident. But you should know that this assassination happened in the suburbs, and His Majesty the Emperor was sitting in the car. The roads in the suburbs were not very good, the car was still very bumpy, and there was a certain speed. Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is basically impossible to hit the target when sniping in such a place, but...

Now His Majesty the Emperor is in the hospital, so where can you make sense of this matter?

So, Yang Haotian also accepted it and took responsibility. As a man, if he didn't do it well, he wouldn't do it well, so he didn't look for other reasons...

"Let's go! Take me to see the assassin! Maybe, our old Taoist will show off his skills, so that these turtles can know our man's methods!" Old Taoist Wu Feng said this and was ruthless, and Yang Haotian felt a little chill when he heard it.

"Comrade Commander, please do it!"

Lead the way...

But, what happened to the assassin in this assassination incident?

"Alan Pinkman! You guy has also come to the empire. When I was in New York, I didn't like you guys. You guys actually slandered the great emperor! Bah! At that time, if His Majesty hadn't let the revolutionary people deal with you evil people, you would have lived to this day? But, God! How could you be so shameless that you came to our empire again and did such a dirty thing?! Tell me! Who sent you here! Who else is your accomplice?"

At this time, waves of intimidating roars came from a dark basement of the Army Headquarters, and the sound came from a white imperial officer in the uniform of a school officer, who was Booth!

Strictly speaking, Booth is also an old man in the Revolutionary Army, but he did not join the Revolutionary Army early in the morning. At least in the early days of the New York Revolution, this guy didn't know where he was hiding. So, now he said this, not only to force confessions, but also to add some qualifications to himself.

Booth's little thoughts are normal...

On the chair opposite, Alan Pinkman was tied, but he was very tough.

"I am Alan Pinkman! It was God who asked me to come here! It was God who favored me and could kill that bastard with his own hands!..."

The famous detective is indeed amazing. He pushed everything directly at God and the old man, and just stared at you!

It should be said that God did not favor Mr. Pinkman much, this is true.

As for this assassination, of course, Pinkman has to do it himself, and in order to better hide and lurk. So, although Pinkman talked to the members of the intelligence network he established, two people came during the execution.

One is Pinkman, who wants to kill his enemies, and the other is Jackson, the weapon expert. It wouldn't work without him.

But after firing two shots from a distance, Pinkman could not see the result. This is normal. Their distance was close to 500 meters at that time. Don’t underestimate this distance. The heads in the distance are really no bigger than flies. However, Pinkman also practiced shooting skills for a long time when he was in the United States. He was confident that he could kill his enemies!

The distance is so far, and after fighting two robberies, of course he just ran away. It is said that this distance is relatively easy to run, but unexpectedly, the reaction there was very fast. The guards of the Empire didn't know what they were going on, so they found the right direction and chased them all the way. Jackson was even more slowly running and was directly torn by the wolfdog brought by the guards.

In fact, this is Yang Haotian's credit, because he accurately and quickly judged the direction of the bullets. You must know that this matter is not easy, the distance is very long, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to find snipers on the battlefield.

This is the unlucky place. Once Jackson dies, he is the only living person left now. Pinkman can fully imagine what he will experience next. It must be torture.

"Fake!"

With a bang punch, Booth directly gave Pinkman a ruthless blow. Don’t look at Booth, this guy is not very good, but he is from a rank of a troop and his fist is ruthless enough, and he is still hurt. Just look for the bridge of his nose!

"Oh~" Pinkman felt a soreness on his face, and his eyes unconsciously rolled out of water.

"Say! Who is your offline? Who sent you here!" Booth's style at this time really felt like the Gestapo in the future.

"It was God who sent me!..." Pinkman's bones were really hard.

"Fake!" Bang!

...

"I said, how are you doing here?" Old Taoist Wufeng and Yang Haotian came to this basement.

To be honest, there are really some places like this, but there are places like this all over the world. There is no way. No matter which country, no matter who it is, there is always something dark that cannot be placed under the sun...

"Report!" Booth was panting at this time, "I won't say this guy! He's very stubborn!"

"Don't say it?" Wu Feng walked over and looked at the information. Such a big thing naturally requires a lot of things, such as who is the assassin in front of you, "Oh, the famous detective Alan Pinkman! Hey, I said, how did you, the detective, do you do such a thing? Don't you know this is illegal? Even in your United States of America, that's immoral, right?"

Wu Feng’s words were so sarcastic, but...

"It was God who sent me! It was God..." Mr. Pinkmann took the initiative.

At this time, Pinkman's face was covered in blood, his teeth were scattered, and he looked a little tragic.

"I really don't say it! OK! OK!" Old Dao Wu Feng threw the information on the table with a bang, but this guy actually said ok? He just heard him continue, "Mr. Pinkman, you probably don't know what my old Dao did before, right? Let me tell you, Old Dao, I was the Taiping Army before! Our Taiping Army has never seen anything else, hehe, do you know what the 'Top Ten Tortures of the Qing Dynasty' is? Good today, haha, my old Dao can also try this legendary thing!"

The top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty?
Chapter completed!