The little girl's question was so simple that Cheng Qianfan didn't know how to answer it.
"Yun'er, don't be naughty."
"Mom, Yun'er misses her father."
There was the sound of distant footsteps coming from inside.
Cheng Qianfan sighed.
"Wanyi and Yun'er will leave Shanghai tonight, and they will not return to Shanghai." Song Fuguo said in a low voice with his hands behind his back.
Cheng Qianfan understood what Song Fuguo meant, and there was no need to worry that today's conversation would create hidden dangers of revealing his identity.
"Where to go?"
"Chongqing, Wanyi's natal family is in Chongqing, and they received a letter from there inviting them to come."
"Why not go to Nanjing?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise. Nanjing is the capital of the country and the headquarters of the Secret Service. It has better living conditions and is more convenient to be taken care of.
"Xiao Tao graduated from the Army Officer School. He and Wanyi met in Nanjing." Song Fuguo shook his head.
Cheng Qianfan understood that for Mrs. Sister-in-law, Nanjing was full of happy memories of her and Xiao Tao. These memories used to be so happy, but now they are even more torture.
By the time we left Appell Road, the rain had stopped.
There was water on the street, and Cheng Qianfan pushed the car through.
Some children who deserved to be spanked sneaked out of the house and sat in the tub to play with rowing boats. Soon they heard the sounds of scolding and beatings from adults.
There was a husband who came back from the night shift and was as wet as a wet man. He looked at the lights of his house. His wife's figure appeared in the window under the lights as a beautiful silhouette. This was the wife waving a cattail leaf fan to drive away mosquitoes for her children. The husband's tired face Smile.
Cheng Qianfan decided to go to the nursing home after these two busy days.
There is Xiaobao and Ruolan there. Without him, the family is not complete.
…
Jia Fei Road.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at a clothes drying pole hanging outside the house.
A rag was tied to the pole, which soaked and was wrapped around the pole.
Looking around warily, Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door gently.
"who?"
"It's me, your Brother Wu."
"Brother Wu?"
"Wu, Koutian Wu."
The code matched.
It was a very simple code, and there was nothing suspicious about it.
Hao Zai opened the door gently, and Cheng Qianfan stepped in. Hao Zai was about to close the door, and Cheng Qianfan pointed outside, "Bring the foreign car in, it's too conspicuous outside."
Hao Zai put the bicycle in the door and looked at the rear tire, "Out of air?"
"It's probably a broken glass." Cheng Qianfan said casually, "Find someone to repair the tire tomorrow."
"I know how to repair the tire, leave it to my team leader."
"Can you repair a tire?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
"Yes, I can." Hao Zai said, "When I was on the move in the past, I was often arranged to pretend to be a tire repairer."
Cheng Qianfan nodded. It's good that Hao Zi knows how to repair tires. An extra skill is always useful.
…
"What's going on?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
There are strips of cloth tied on the bamboo poles outside, which means there is something to report.
"Team leader, my subordinates now have a suspicion about the owner of the British Tea Cafe."
"Tell me about it." Cheng Qianfan was refreshed and asked.
He had previously conducted a secret investigation by the patrol room and found out that the owner of this cafe was named Raymond, a Frenchman.
This Raymond was a well-known broker in the French Concession. Many people would choose to open a store under Raymond's name, spend some money, and enjoy the care of the powerful French Republic.
"There is a fake foreign woman who goes to the store every morning and afternoon. The clerks in the store are very polite when they see this fake foreign woman." Hao Zai said, "My subordinates suspect that this woman is the owner of this store. "
"Is there any other reason?" Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and asked.
"No more." Hao Zai thought for a moment and said, but immediately showed a hesitant expression.
"Say what you have to say." Cheng Qianfan glanced at Hao Zai, "As a monitor, your feelings are the most intuitive."
"My subordinate thought about it carefully. The clerk in the store was not only polite to this woman, but also seemed to be a little afraid of her."
Afraid?
Everything Cheng Qianfan was thinking about.
"My subordinate followed this fake foreign woman all the way to Rafael Road."
"What's the number on Lafayette Road?" Cheng Qianfan's heart moved and he asked immediately.
"No. 15 Lafayette Road." Hao Zai said.
…
It's her!
Cheng Qianfan was shocked, that fake foreign woman named Ms. Ruth on Lafayette Road who was not welcomed by the police!
Cheng Qianfan paced back and forth, thinking. He subconsciously touched his pocket. The cigarette case was wet from the rain.
Hao Zai quickly took out his cigarette and handed it over, lit it with a match.
Cheng Qianfan remembered that the dog named Jack in Ms. Ruth’s house was beaten to death.
At that time, he found several silk threads wrapped between the teeth in the dog's mouth. The silk threads were very similar to Ms. Ruth's silk scarf.
However, Ms. Ruth showed that she had never had close contact with the dog. At that time, this incident aroused Cheng Qianfan's attention and doubts.
However, he did not continue to investigate this matter. After all, it was just a dog that died. Although there were doubts, the dog owner did not continue to pursue and capture the dog killer, so the patrol room was naturally happy and relaxed.
This 'old' security case was recalled by Cheng Qianfan.
Because the dog owner, Ms. Ruth, seemed to have some connection with the British Coffee and Teahouse, the originally ordinary dog killing incident became full of questions and things worth pondering in Cheng Qianfan's eyes.
"Team leader, this is the whereabouts of this fake foreign woman recorded by my subordinates." Hao Zai handed a tattered little notebook to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan opened it and looked at it. He saw that Haozi's handwriting was like a dog crawling, and his writing was crooked. He couldn't write some words, so he drew grass, trees, houses, etc. instead.
"What is this?" Cheng Qianfan asked, pointing to a place name.
"Maggie Road." Hao Zai took a look and said.
Cheng Qianfan couldn't help but laugh. This kid was a chicken. There was a grass sign stuck on the chicken, and the word "Road" was written crookedly on the back: "Chicken Road" and "Maggie Road".
Behind the 'Maggie Road', a dog is painted.
"What is this?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Clinic." Hao Zai said, "My subordinates asked around and found out that it is a clinic that treats cats and dogs. Team leader, there must be something wrong with this. Someone actually opened a clinic to treat cats and dogs. Who would spend that money?" Money wasted.”
Cheng Qianfan didn't explain anything to Hao Zai. After spending some time in Shanghai, Hao Zai would understand that the lives of many rich people were something he could never imagine before.
Greater Shanghai has a prosperous and hedonistic life, a life of luxury, the most beautiful streets in China, and large slum areas along the Suzhou River.
Ms. Ruth likes to keep dogs, so it makes sense to take her pet dog to the pet clinic on Maggie Road.
However, Cheng Qianfan still kept it in mind, and he planned to go to this pet clinic to find out in person. After all, Hao Zai didn't know anything about pet clinics, and his observations and judgments would be distorted.
"This is?" Cheng Qianfan asked, pointing to a place name on the notebook.
Hao Zai drew a bird with its wings spread out and some grass.
"Xia Feilu's..." Hao Zai was very familiar with his own words, "Herbal Ingredients Shop."
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