The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 57 Fan Gang, die!

At noon, we had a bowl of noodles at Dexing Hall.

After wiping his mouth, Cheng Mo rode away on his bicycle. He sent the bicycle to Laozha Prison, then made an excuse to get out and boarded a tram.

We got off the bus at a certain stop on Weihaiwei Road.

Fan Gang's family lives on this road.

Today, he is not at home. As a defense lawyer, he must appear in court for the case in the Second District Court. The family paid a lot of money to hire him because of his ability.

As a famous barrister in Shanghai, Fan Gang lives in a villa, employs several servants, and has a dedicated driver and bodyguard at home.

This guy knows that he has offended too many people, and he is also afraid of death.

Therefore, it is difficult to kill people at close range.

Poisoning is not realistic. After all, this kind of people are very vigilant. Unless they are familiar and trustworthy, they will not participate in ordinary social gatherings.

And where does the poison come from?

He knew some methods of preparing poison, but he couldn't figure it out in a short while, and making poison required equipment.

The dose is not enough and it won't kill anyone at all. If you take it to the hospital and have your stomach washed, you might be able to save your life.

Like ricin and cyanide and the very familiar arsenic…

Arsenic can be bought, but if you buy it from formal channels, it will definitely leave traces, but informal channels are not safe either.

Cyanide is even more difficult. It is almost impossible to synthesize it with the existing domestic technology (it may be possible in the laboratory). It can only be imported from abroad. Apple seeds do contain cyanide, but refining is not an easy task. As for castor beans Being a vegetarian is also not easy, but having a girlfriend who works in a hospital will make it easier in the future.

At least it would be easier to get hold of those preparation containers.

But it was too late to kill Fan Gang.

The French know how to rest, so the court cannot be held before two o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Mo still has time to become familiar with Weihaiwei Road again.

Then set off to the Second District Court on Xue Huali Road in the French Concession.

Originally this was the public trial court in the French Concession. Later, the Republic of China government took back part of the judicial power, and it was changed to the Third Branch of the Jiangsu High Court and the Shanghai Second Special Zone Court.

The trial can be observed. It only requires a simple registration and inspection. As long as it is confirmed that there are no dangerous items, you can enter.

The case being heard today is a case of rape, attempted robbery and murder. The perpetrators were two brothers, and the victims were a mother and daughter.

From the arrogant way the two criminals walked as they were being led into the court, it could be seen that today's lawsuit would not be easy to fight.

Especially the feeling that the lawyer defending the mother and daughter was obviously "weak".

The court started at two o'clock, but it was not until 2:10 that the judge arrived late. Fan Gang, the defense lawyer for the two brothers who committed the crime, also attended shortly after, almost chatting and laughing with the judge.

The victim's defense lawyer adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and lowered his head slightly. Facing a lawyer like Fan Gang, he was a little frightened. It was unlikely that he would lose this case, but it was hard to say how much justice he could get for the client. .

Cheng Mo sat in the auditorium and raised his hand to look at the time on the Seiko watch on his wrist.

It's almost time for Lao Miao to make the first call.

This was Cheng Mo's first time participating in such a court hearing, so it was still a bit fresh. He was now on patrol, so he should understand and be familiar with the procedures of a court trial.

During the court interrogation session, the injured girl was asked by Fan Gang to describe the scene at that time, and the details were reproduced over and over again. The girl simply could not bear the humiliation, and finally collapsed emotionally.

But the judge was indifferent, as if he was watching a show. The girl's defense lawyer protested twice before speaking. It was obvious that the defendant's lawyer and the judge had been wearing the same pants for a long time. They want to use this method to humiliate a plaintiff in court, and then achieve their goal of confusing right and wrong.

Obviously, if the girl is regarded as a "street girl", then the crime of rape will not be established. As for the robbery and murder that followed were attempts, the sentences for the brothers will not be too harsh, and they may even pay some compensation and obtain the rights of the client. Sorry, I was released after half a year in prison.

Of course, if they are cruel enough, they can directly sentence the two brothers to pay some money and then let them go in court.

This kind of thing was too common in the old society, let alone in the concession where the people at the bottom had no human rights.

The law is for the rich and powerful.

However, halfway through the trial, Fan Gang's driver and bodyguard hurried in from the side door, bent down and ran behind Fan Gang, whispering a few words in his ear.

After Fan Gang heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he got up directly to communicate with the judge.

The judge also directly announced that the court was adjourned because the defendant was "unwell and needed to be sent to a doctor." However, the defendant's brothers were clearly sitting there, and such ridiculous things happened openly.

Such a ridiculous court hearing scene was so breathtaking that Cheng Mo even had a murderous intention towards the judge. It is simply ridiculous that such a person can sit on the judgment seat and decide the life and death of others.

Fan Gang left the court in a hurry.

Cheng Mo kept following.

I saw him answer a phone call, then quickly get into a car and leave the court. Looking at the direction, it should be the public concession.

"Lao Liu!" Dachun drove a car and parked aside. After Cheng Mo got in the car, he stepped on the accelerator and chased after him.

"Hold him, don't chase him too closely."

"Understood." Dachun's driving skills were pretty good. He kept about thirty meters away from Fan Gang's car but would not be discovered by him.

In fact, Fan Gang in the car was already in a state of confusion, so he didn't even notice that there was a car following him behind him.

"Turn around and go through this alley!"

When he returned to his home in Lane 155, Weihaiwei Road, Fan Gang rushed into the study on the second floor of his home, opened the safe, took out twenty small yellow croakers, and wrapped them in oil paper.

Just then, the phone in the study room rang.

"Lawyer Fan, I guess you are home now. After the little yellow croaker is ready, you go out immediately. There is only twenty minutes in the toilet tank in the bathroom on the second floor of the Rose Garden Restaurant on Sanma Road. By the way, only allowed If you are alone, if there is one more person, you will not be able to see your son."

"Hey, how can I be sure that my son is in your hands?" Fan Gang is not stupid. He has also experienced strong winds and waves.

"You will see the evidence I gave you again." The other end of the phone sneered and then hung up.

"Hey, hey..." Fan Gang threw the phone down angrily and cursed.

But he has no choice now. If you don't do it, the other party will "break up the vote." He is such a son, and it is impossible to just watch him die and treat it as a loss of money and avoid disaster.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the small goldfish wrapped on the table, rushed out of the house again, asked the driver to get out of the car, then got in the car and started it, and went straight to the Rose Garden Restaurant on Sanma Road.

Seeing Fan just got into the car and went out, Cheng Mo asked Dachun to drive the car and go to the Rose Garden Restaurant first.

The back door of the Rose Garden Restaurant faced a small alley. The restaurant was not open at this time and the back door was closed, but this would not stop people with professional training.

After entering, I went directly to the kitchen, found a chef's coat, put it on, and went up to the second floor.

Not long after, he saw Fan Gang arriving in a car from the bathroom window on the second floor. There was only one person. This guy was quite obedient. It should be broad daylight, so don't be afraid. After all, this is a busy section of the public concession. , if something happens, the police patrolling the streets will arrive in five minutes at most, but after calculating the time, Cheng Mo showed a slight sneer.

Come out of the bathroom quickly.

The door of the Rose Garden Restaurant was violently pushed open.

"Sir, we are not open yet..."

"I'm in a hurry. I just want to borrow a bathroom." Fan Gang was also quick to find an excuse.

"Then I will take you over..." The waiter saw that the other party had a good background and did not dare to offend him for fear of losing his job, so he hurriedly said.

"No, just tell me where it is."

The waiter told the location of the bathroom on the second floor, and Fan Gang rushed up.

In the bathroom, after opening the lid of the toilet tank, he saw a ring hanging on the edge of the tank. He recognized it at a glance as the one his son usually wore on his finger.

Now he didn't dare to believe it anymore, so he took out the wrapped twenty small yellow croakers from the bag and put them into the water tank.

Just when he was about to open the door and walk out, the masked Cheng Mo opened the door and walked in, holding the boning knife he had just brought from the kitchen.

"Lawyer Fan, someone wants you dead!" Cheng Mo covered the other person's mouth, pushed forward, pressed against the wall, lowered his voice, and waved the boning knife in his hand.

"Who..." Fan Gang died without making a sound at all.

Cheng Mo quickly took out the small yellow croaker from the water tank and threw it out. Dachun, who had been waiting under the window for a long time, caught it and left quickly.

And he cleaned up the scene, wiping off all the traces that shouldn't be left, slowly walked downstairs, and left through the back door.

The people from the patrol room came, but they were a little late, and Cheng Mo had already left the Rose Garden Restaurant, stood on the curb opposite, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a leisurely puff.

I found that my hands were still shaking a little.

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(End of this chapter)