Starting from 40, holding the Star Mall to lead the motherland

Chapter 76 The Butcher Returns
The measured distance between the hospital entrance and the opposite roof is 1100 meters.

When Fukada Yumiko's subordinate heard this, he angrily shouted, "Impossible! You must have taken the wrong test. Take it again."

You have to know that the best sniper rifle in the world has a range of only 800 meters. 1100 meters? This must be nonsense from someone with a mental problem.

The surveyor didn't move. He said, "Even if there's an error, it's no more than 10 meters. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to measure it."

The subordinate really didn't believe it and refused to let anyone else measure it, so he did it himself. Because he wasn't a professional, he measured 1130 meters, which was 30 meters too much.

The expressions of those present were solemn. The sniper rifle had a range of over 1100 meters, yet they hadn't received any information at all. This cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

A day later, Fukada Yumiko's confidant came over with a note: "Team leader, this was found on the roof."

Yumiko Fukada took it and looked at it. The word "butcher" was written on it.

In folklore, a butcher is someone who slaughters livestock or sells their meat. This man killed the section chief and left a note, clearly calling them beasts.

Fukada Yumiko felt so angry she wanted to tear the paper to pieces, but she still had her wits about her. She suppressed her anger and examined the paper. Those two characters were powerful and elegant, definitely the work of a famous calligrapher.

He handed the paper to his subordinates and said, "Have someone copy it and then post it. If anyone can identify the owner of this calligraphy, there will be a generous reward."

"Hi."

Han Hui had left this piece of paper behind, hidden beneath a roof tile. She hadn't written the words herself; she'd bought 100 of them from the system for 10 points of wealth. Even if Yumiko Fukada tried to find someone by their handwriting, she wouldn't be able to find them even in a hundred years.

When word got out that Shanye had been sniped, many people applauded. While laypeople felt it was a great relief, those in the know were horrified and frightened.

Yue Xiyuan, the head of the Military Control Station, said, "The sniper point was 1100 meters away from the target. How did the butcher do it?"

His subordinate Zhao Feng said, "Stationmaster, could it be a new type of sniper rifle made abroad?"

Yue Xiyuan shook his head and said, "Impossible. If it was a new sniper rifle, Adolf would have told us last time we went to see him."

"If the Eagle Sauce couldn't create such an advanced sniper rifle, then where did this guy get his sniper rifle from?"

Yue Xiyuan thought further: "Do you think this is the person who blew up the patrol ship?"

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very likely. After all, this person's whereabouts were a mystery, and he possessed unpredictable means.

Another confidant, Wang Xinrong, said with a confused look on his face, "Stationmaster, where on earth did this guy come from? Why haven't I heard of him before?"

Yue Xiyuan said, "We have only been in Shanghai for a month, so we don't know much about what happened before. But with him here, the Japanese are not pressing us so hard anymore."

Wang Xinrong muttered, "It would be great if we could use such a powerful person."

Yue Xiyuan also wanted to recruit the other party for his own use, but it was just a thought. They still didn't know the other party's identity or age, so recruiting him for their own use was nothing short of a fantasy.

The two people who reacted most strongly to this incident were Ding Gaoming and Hua Ye. Upon learning that the butcher had killed Shan Ye, Ding Gaoming was so frightened that he once again instructed Lei Min and his men to keep the secret a secret and not reveal a single word about the butcher. Hua Ye, however, regretted accepting the two large yellow croakers from the butcher; had he known this man was so powerful, he would have made friends with him. Meanwhile, the much-missed butcher, Han Hui, was already on his way to Suzhou. However, he didn't go to Yangzhou to find Han Mengyang, but instead headed to Kunshan.

She arrived in Kunshan and contacted an agent to rent a house: "We have 19 people in our family and need a large house."

She was wearing a mask with a miniature voice changer she bought from a mall inside. So when people heard his rough voice, they all believed he was a man.

The agent suggested she buy a house, saying that renting was not cost-effective: "Mr. Lu, don't worry, I will definitely negotiate a good price for you."

Han Hui shook her head and said, "This is just a transition. If my brother does well in Shanghai, the whole family will move there."

The agent didn't try to persuade her, but instead recommended four houses according to her requirements. The houses here are similar in layout, the difference lies in the layout.

Han Hui chose the cheapest house. The price of this house, which had a death, was much lower than the market price. "What's there to be afraid of if someone died in this house? How many houses in this big house haven't had a death?"

The agent praised her for her courage.

Han Hui smiled and said, "Dead people are not scary in this world. What's scary are the living. If I stab you in the back, you won't even know how you died."

As soon as the house was rented, Han Hui moved in with her belongings. She hadn't chosen it for its price, but rather because she'd discovered a secret room underneath. The entrance was hidden, perfect for dropping off supplies. However, this kind of place could only be used once; she'd have to find another location next time.

She slept in the house for one night and returned to Shanghai the next day. Upon arriving in the city, she was asked to check her ID. She wasn't surprised. With Shanye's murder, the city must have been under martial law again.

Han Hui did not go home, but went to the tea shop opened by Wang Chuan first.

When she entered the shop, she found Wang Chuan alone. She ordered two kilograms of Pu'er tea and handed the money over, saying, "Manager Wang, please keep this money safe."

Wang Chuan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face: "Don't worry, I will keep every penny in the store."

Han Hui nodded and left with the tea.

Wang Chuan took out the three bills he had just put into the cash box and found a piece of paper mixed in. After hesitating for a moment, he put the money in his pocket and continued to greet the customers who came into the store.

When the waiter came back from the toilet, Wang Chuan went back to his room on the pretext of getting something. As soon as he entered the room, he took out the note and read it.

There was an address written on the note, in Kunshan, and the signature was "Dragon Guardian".

Thinking that the person he had just spoken to was the Dragon Guardian, Wang Chuan regretted it immensely. He knew that this young man was the Dragon Guardian, so he had to invite him to the backyard.

Wang Chuan soon calmed down and wondered why the Dragon Guardian did not deliver the supplies to the safe place they found, but found a place on his own. Could something have gone wrong in the middle?
After much thought, Wang Chuan still had no clue, so he put the matter aside. At lunchtime, he asked his clerk to look after the shop while he went to the bookstore to look for Qi Han.

After Qi Han wrote down the address he mentioned, he said to Wang Chuan, "Don't come over during this period. If there's anything important, I'll come to you."

The Japanese will not give up if Shanye is dead. Another round of purge will surely follow. Wang Chuan's duty is to protect the Dragon Guardian and hide as deep as possible.

"I know. Comrade Sharp Knife, you must protect yourself."