Ma Yishou here held his breath, held the photo, grabbed the other person's chin, compared it carefully, and nodded happily to Jin Kemu.
Jin Kemu finally showed a satisfied smile and waved his hand, "Search!"
Cheng Qianfan's attention was focused on the bamboo fence bucket in the corner. The garbage in it had been cleaned up.
A thought stirred in his heart, and he finally found another point of doubt.
Because citizens dumped garbage indiscriminately, the French Concession issued a notice on the "Garbage Dumping Law."
According to the announcement, the trash cans along the street in the concession have been removed, and each shop owner is required to bring his own trash cans and dump them into the garbage trucks on time according to the specified time and following the sound of the garbage truck bell.
Fining citizens for littering is also part of the patrol's job.
According to Cheng Qianfan's understanding, under normal circumstances, it will take more than an hour for the garbage truck to come to collect the garbage in the Shuanglongfang Apartment area.
The fence bucket is empty now. Where is the garbage from yesterday noon to this morning?
It's impossible to go nearly a day without creating a little bit of trash.
Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's eyes flickered.
"Found it." Here, Lao Mo found a wooden travel box from under the bed and shouted proudly. He is the best at searching for things.
Just when everyone's attention was attracted to Lao Mo, Cheng Qianfan quickly picked up a thumb-sized piece of paper from the gap in the bamboo fence, and calmly caught the piece of paper in the palm of his left hand when he stood up.
Immediately, he turned the fence bucket upside down with his right hand for inspection. He clenched his fist with his left hand and knocked it. Dust rose up. He coughed repeatedly. He hurriedly threw away the bamboo fence. When he stood up and beat the dust, the scraps of paper were put into his pocket.
…
Here, everyone is counting the items in the traveling wooden box:
A Red Party manifesto, several stacks of 'Abnormal Anti-Japanese' leaflets, and several Red Flag magazines.
There were also two alarm clocks that had been dismantled and messed up.
Cheng Qianfan came over to take a look, his eyes resting on the alarm clock, thoughtfully.
"No more running away, Jintou, both the man and the stolen goods have been obtained!" Ma Yishou said happily.
"Very good!" Jin Kemu was overjoyed, "Search carefully."
Cheng Qianfan then struggled with the desk again. He pulled out the drawer and put one hand in to fumble, but found nothing.
The room was not big and the furnishings were simple. The patrolmen searched around and found nothing more. Jin Kemu waved his hand:
Close the team!
Cheng Qianfan clapped his hands and stood up. When he turned around, he saw Lao Mo staring at him.
…
"Which bad guy harmed me just now?"
Lao Mo is a smart man and didn't make trouble just now.
Seeing that the 'suspect' was under control, evidence had been obtained, and the team was about to close after the search, I finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to cause trouble.
When he spoke, he was breathing heavily, and his small eyes felt like they were about to bulge out from glaring at Cheng Qianfan.
Lao Mo was so angry that he was shaking all over. This was going to kill him.
If this 'Zhu Yuan' had a gun in his hand, he would have been shot just now.
Everyone pretended not to hear or see, and they were all busy, and no one answered him.
Of course, everyone knew what happened. Just when Jin Tou was about to give the order to take action, Cheng Qianfan couldn't stand still and "subconsciously" pushed He Guan. The latter took advantage of the situation and pushed Lao Mo.
Xiao Cheng has bad intentions, that's for sure.
He Guan is also an accomplice.
Xiao Cheng is a good person, but the most important thing is that this guy is a translation student from the Political Department.
The relationship between teachers and students is nothing. After all, a teacher has so many students.
However, if you say it can be related, it can indeed be related.
What is the relationship between Xiao Cheng and Xiu Gongshen? How do they know, but you can never go wrong by being careful.
What does it matter? Not to mention, this boy is Inspector Jin's nephew.
The world is huge, and my uncle is the biggest. Although Jin Kemu always dislikes He Guan, he is his nephew.
Both of them have a heel, and only those who are smart will offend people for nothing for a bastard like Lao Mo.
Anyway, Lao Mo doesn't need everyone's answers as evidence.
…
"Cheng Qianfan, is that you?" Lao Mo asked.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong with me?" Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and patted his police uniform, then raised his head and said in surprise.
"Did you just want to harm me?" Lao Mo asked.
"Brother Mo, what do you mean?" Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said hurriedly, "It's not easy to talk nonsense like this."
Seeing Cheng Qianfan's appearance, Lao Mo was so angry that he rushed forward.
Cheng Qianfan stretched out his kick, and Lao Mo fell to the ground.
Everyone clicked their tongues, knowing that Lao Mo was not good at fighting, but they didn't expect that it was even worse than they imagined.
This time, Lao Mo got up and shouted to everyone, "Don't stop me". After a pause, he rushed up again and said, "I'll fight with you."
'No one stopped me? '
pia!
This time, Old Mo was directly stepped aside by Cheng Qianfan. At the same time, he pushed hard with his elbow and applied extra force. After his face hit the wall, Old Mo fainted and fell to the ground like a rag. .
…
All this happened so suddenly, and everyone finally reacted at this time.
I quickly came up to check and break up the fight. Oh, I wanted to break up the fight, but I didn’t have time. There is no need to break up the fight now.
"Brother Mo, wake up. Don't try to scare people," Cheng Qianfan said in an urgent and gentle tone. He grabbed Lao Mo's hair with his left hand and rubbed it with his right hand. He turned into a big mouth.
Lao Mo groaned.
"Wake up, it's okay." Cheng Qianfan smiled at everyone, and gently put down Lao Mo's head while speaking. When he got up, he saw Jin Kemu's livid face, and quickly defended, "Jin Tou, what you saw , it was Lao Mo who misunderstood me, he took action, I did not."
"Nonsense!" Jin Kemu snorted and walked away, "Wait to be punished."
"Cheng Qianfan——ah!"
Lao Mo fainted again.
Everyone was stunned when they saw Cheng Qianfan's riding boots stepped on Lao Mo's right palm and crushed him hard, causing Lao Mo to faint from pain again.
Xiao Cheng, are you crazy?
Is this the same Xiao Cheng who is gentle, always smiling, and even jokingly called a 'student patrol' because of his gentle manner?
"It's just a small thing, how can it end up like this?" Datou Lu jumped to his feet and shouted.
Little things?
No one really thinks so.
Ask Lao Mo if he agrees.
Taking a look at Old Mo's bloody face and his almost crushed right palm, he remembered that Cheng Qianfan's expression had remained unchanged during the entire process, and he even had a smile on his face. It was the gentle smile they were used to seeing during this period. , it was so strange at this time, it was chilling.
"Give me a hand." Cheng Qianfan lifted the bed board and carried it over, shouting to the stunned He Guan, "Old Mo took the lead in the operation and fought bravely with the murderer and was injured. Isn't he worthy of us to carry the stretcher?" ?”
"It's worth it! It's worth it!" He Guan said immediately when he saw Cheng Qianfan winking at him.
…
"Qianfan, are you crazy?" He Guan asked in a low voice. Although everyone could see that Qin Detai didn't care much about Lao Mo, after all, Lao Mo's uncle had saved Qin Detai's life. To abuse Lao Mo like this was to fight. Qin Detai's face, how could he sit back and watch?
"Count me in for this matter." He Guanbu waited for Cheng Qianfan to answer, "I was the one who recommended Lao Mo. When the time comes, you tell everyone that it was also me who suggested beating Lao Mo. No one will doubt it."
While talking, He Guan's hand accidentally slipped, and Lao Mo slipped off the 'stretcher'... Lao Mo screamed when he woke up.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at He Guan and felt warm in his heart.
He didn't say anything, he went straight up and stamped his left palm with his foot, and the screams stopped abruptly.
"Am I the kind of person who acts impulsively without enough consequences?" Cheng Qianfan said after hearing this, giving He Guan a reassuring look.
