"Get a new pot of the best tea." Cheng Qianfan said.
"okay."
"Here's some plum blossom cake." Luo Yaohu shouted.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Luo Yaohu, and the two smiled at each other.
it is more than words.
In the 19th year of the Republic of China, Luo Yaohu was hunted down and lost too much blood and passed out on the roadside.
Cheng Qianfan passed by, carried Luo Yaohu back to his home, and drank two bowls of sugar water.
The lucky Luo Yaohu woke up and was hungry. Cheng Qianfan took out the plum blossom cake he bought during the day. Luo Yaohu devoured it. It was the most delicious cake he had ever eaten.
Six years have passed, and the "minor civil servant" of the Shanghai Municipal Government has become the deputy director of the Nanshi Branch of the Shanghai Special Municipal Government Security Bureau.
Cheng Qianfan, a young man at that time, also became the third deputy inspector of the Central Patrol Room of the French Concession.
Luo Yaohu took the initiative to ask for a stack of plum blossom cakes to show that he would not forget the grace of saving his life.
Cheng Qianfan has some trump cards, and Luo Yaohu is one of them.
Luo Yaohu and Cheng Qianfan are more than ten years apart in age, but they have a deep friendship.
However, the two usually have not much contact.
Even if there are contacts, they are mostly official or gray transactions, and outsiders do not know the private relationship between the two.
This time it was also 'business'.
"What's this person's relationship with Brother Luo?" Cheng Qianfan personally poured tea for Luo Yaohu, who quickly stood up and showed courtesy.
"Some business dealings." Luo Yaohu smiled.
The French Concession Central Patrol Office arrested several people on Honolulu Road three days ago.
It wasn't a big deal at first. Three men were acting suspiciously on the street, and a passerby called the police.
Cheng Qianfan sent Datou Lu to lead a patrol and brought several people back to ask questions.
But he didn't expect that a gun was used, and someone shot and resisted arrest.
Among the three people who caused trouble, one was hit in the arm and they were all arrested. One person on the patrol side was also injured.
After being arrested, one of them was the third son of the Wang family in Lu'an, Anhui Province. He brought two bodyguards to Shanghai to have fun and broaden his horizons. Unexpectedly, he was misunderstood.
As for the gunshot, he just raised the gun to scare the patrolman, but unexpectedly it went off.
Now, Luo Yaohu was asked by the Wang family in Lu'an, Anhui to help recruit people.
Hearing what Luo Yaohu said, Cheng Qianfan understood that Brother Luo's relationship with the Wang family in Lu'an was neither shallow nor deep. To put it bluntly, they were 'money friends'.
That would be easy.
"This Wang Lao San is really a bumpkin." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and tutted. Facing the patrol, he dared to raise a gun to confront him. He really thought that they were in the countryside of Liu'an. It can be lawless.
In Shanghai, one can indeed be lawless if one has money, but one is truly rich, not a little rich.
"He was spoiled by his family." Luo Yaohu finished an osmanthus cake in several bites, drank half a cup of tea, and burped with satisfaction, "The Wang family is a big family in Lu'an, and Wang Laoer is a member of the Lu'an security team. Battalion Commander, Wang Laosan has been pampered since he was a child. His mother protected him and his two brothers doted on him, and he has become more and more lawless."
"When we entered the patrol room, we were scared to death." Cheng Qianfan sneered and pointed at him with two fingers, "Eight thousand French coins."
After finally encountering a fat sheep from Lu'an, it was natural to kill him severely.
"Brother Cheng, it's over." Luo Yaohu frowned, "Although the Wang family has quite a lot of money, it's all in business."
"Four thousand legal coins." Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment, "and prepare ten large yellow croakers."
"Okay." Luo Yaohu pondered for a moment and nodded.
A large yellow croaker costs about 300 French coins, which is equivalent to a sentence from Deputy Director Luo worth a thousand French coins. This is a lot of face, and he can do business with it.
Seeing Luo Yaohu nodding, Cheng Qianfan smiled happily and clinked glasses with Luo Yaohu over tea instead of wine.
The four thousand legal coins are naturally the redemption money on the surface. The top is the chief inspector Qin Detai, the deputy chief inspector Jin Kemu, in the middle are the inspectors and deputy inspectors like Ma Yishou and Cheng Qianfan, and below are the ordinary patrolmen. share.
However, what really worked was these ten large yellow croakers.
There are three Qin, De and Tai, two for Xiu Hu and Shen, two for Jin and Wood, and one for Ma and Shou.
There were three large yellow croakers left, one for Pete and two for himself.
The big yellow croaker given to Peter has no other meaning. It must bring in a French guy. This is the rule, otherwise the French boss in the French Concession will be unhappy.
Of course, the one who gets the most out of this kind of thing is the middleman Luo Yaohu. If he can successfully set up a connection and get the person out, the Wang family in Lu'an will naturally give him a generous gift.
And Luo Yaohu will also have a share for Cheng Qianfan. This is a tacit understanding between two people who directly discuss 'business'.
"Who is from the Wang family?" Cheng Qianfan asked curiously.
"The eldest young master of the Wang family." Luo Yaohu.
"Then you'll have to pay more." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly.
Luo Yaohu understood instantly and laughed.
…
After the 'business' was negotiated, Luo Yaohu did not stay any longer. He wanted to go back and report the news to the Wang family in Lu'an.
"Five thousand French coins, thirteen large yellow croakers." Luo Yaohu said to the eldest young master of the Wang family.
The face of the eldest young master of the Wang family changed.
Luo Yaohu smiled and did not persuade.
"Sure!" The eldest young master of the Wang family gritted his teeth and nodded, "Just follow Director Luo's instructions. When the matter is completed, I will give you a big thank you."
"Brother Wang is a sensible person." Luo Yaohu gave a thumbs up.
The eldest young master of the Wang family took his leave with his men and came to the hotel.
"Master, five thousand French coins and thirteen large yellow croakers. They treat us as fat sheep."
"It's just a fat sheep. It's delivered to your door." The eldest young master of the Wang family gritted his teeth, then smiled bitterly, and looked at his unhappy subordinates, "Remember, we can still hand over the money now, just be happy, what's most scary is Even if I send money, I can’t find the temple gate.”
…
Under the attentive escort of the teahouse owner, Cheng Qianfan left the teahouse carrying two kilograms of pastries.
Li Hao drove the car and waited on the roadside.
He no longer works on the French and Electrical No. 2 tram and has become Cheng Qianfan's full-time driver.
Moreover, Cheng Qianfan gave Li Hao the status of a third-class Chinese arrester, which meant he had joined the patrol room's "establishment" and was eating the foreign emperor's food.
"Brother Fan, where are you going?" Li Hao started the car and asked.
"Telastro Road." Cheng Qianfan rubbed his temples and said.
The car started slowly.
The curtains were drawn on the rear windows, blocking out the early spring sunshine.
Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and rested his mind.
He recalled every detail of today's meeting and conversation with Luo Yaohu in his mind.
Luo Yaohu also has a problem?
Not likely.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head. He knew Luo Yaohu relatively well. He didn't seem to be someone who betrayed the country for money.
Luo Yaohu probably didn't know and was just acting as a middleman to get people:
Collect money from people and do things for them.
Of course, knowing people but not knowing their hearts, Cheng Qianfan was not completely sure that Luo Yaohu had no problem.
…
At an intersection on Terrastro Road, Li Hao stopped the car.
Cheng Qianfan got out of the car and quickly disappeared into the alley.
After crossing this alley, he turned left, walked for more than thirty steps, turned left again, and entered Wuren Lane. Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door of a courtyard.
Song Fuguo opened the door himself.
Cheng Qianfan ducked in.
After entering the inner study, the two of them ignored the pleasantries and quickly got down to business.
"How is it?" Song Fuguo asked.
"The Wang family asked Luo Yaohu, deputy director of the Nanshi Public Security Bureau, to set up a call." Cheng Qianfan said, "I'll offer eight thousand French currency."
"You are really being slaughtered like a fat sheep." Song Fuguo said with a smile.
"Aren't they just fat sheep?" Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly, "If I don't kill them, they won't worry."
The reputation of Cheng Qianfan, the third deputy inspector of the Central Patrol Room, for being greedy for money has long spread in both black and white circles. Along with this reputation, there are also:
Although Inspector Xiao Cheng has a big appetite, he is a very particular person who accepts money to do things without deception.
"That's right. If you don't kill the Wang family, it's not like your style." Song Fuguo laughed loudly and asked, "How much is the counteroffer?"
"Four thousand legal coins, thirteen large yellow croakers." Cheng Qianfan said, "Luo Yaohu agreed."
Song Fuguo pondered, he was sure that Luo Yaohu would continue to increase the price in front of the Wang family.
"This shows that the Wang family has told Luo Yaohu in advance that they will fish for people at all costs." Song Fu Guo said.
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "This proves that our speculation is correct. There is something wrong with the third child of the Wang family."
It was no accident that the third son of the Wang family was arrested.
It was a bureau jointly run by Cheng Qianfan and the Shanghai District Intelligence Division of the Secret Service.
Of course, the patrol room didn't know this. This was a simple police incident in itself.
At this time, Cheng Qianfan reported to the Nanjing headquarters of the Secret Service that he suspected that Japan had a traitor organization codenamed Poker.
The Secret Service conducts investigations at various sites across the country, focusing on officers stationed in various places and their families.
Lu'an station reported that the third son of the Wang family, a prominent local family in Lu'an, has traveled between Lu'an and Shanghai many times in recent years.
Today, Luo Yaohu and Wang Laosan have been pampered by the old lady of the Wang family since they were young, and were indulged by their two brothers, so they are a bit arrogant.
However, the intelligence obtained by the Secret Service is that the third son of the Wang family is not the son of the old lady of the Wang family, but a son whom the old lady of the Wang family suddenly recognized three years ago.
According to the law of the Wang family, Wang Laosan is the branch of the Lu'an Wang family in Gusu. The child's parents are no longer alive. The old lady is pitiful and allows him to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. He is accepted into the Wang family's branch and becomes the old lady's branch. The third eldest son of the Wang family.
The boss of the Wang family is the councilor of Lu'an.
I once stayed in Japan.
The second son of the Wang family is a battalion commander of the Lu'an Security Group.
The third child of the Wang family, who frequently travels between Lu'an and Shanghai, comes into the sight of Song Fuguo, chief of the Intelligence Section of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region of the Secret Service.
The Nanjing Headquarters of the Secret Service also ordered Cheng Qianfan to cooperate with Song Fuguo again under the code name "Water Drop".
Yes, we are cooperating with Song Fuguo, not with Song Fuguo's intelligence department.
Throughout the entire cooperation process, Cheng Qianfan would only meet in secret with Song Fuguo.
…
The so-called third child of the Wang family is just a branch of the Wang family in Gusu, and has been in the fifth server for a long time.
Such a Wang Laosan is loved by everyone in the Wang family.
The purpose of setting up this situation is to further demonstrate the importance of Wang Laosan in the hearts of the Wang family.
Will the Wang family spend money to recruit people?
What price are you willing to pay to get people?
Especially who will be sent to negotiate.
These can be used as a reference.
The eldest young master of the Wang family personally came to Shanghai to fish for people, and it can be speculated that he had an attitude towards Luo Yaohu that he would fish people out at all costs:
This attitude is that you are willing to be slaughtered!
The Wang family is really willing to accept this so-called third young master who suddenly appears.
Previously, the Nanjing headquarters of the Secret Service suspected that the second son of the Wang family, who served as the battalion commander of the Lu'an Security Regiment, was the mastermind of Tongri.
However, Cheng Qianfan and Song Fuguo had different judgments.
They believed that the third child of the Wang family, who frequently traveled between Shanghai and Lu'an, was the most suspicious.
It is very likely that the third child of the Wang family is not just a middleman who delivers intelligence and information, but the person who actually controls or induces the second child of the Wang family to defect to Tongri.
After this trial, the Wang family's attitude towards the third young master confirmed their suspicions to a certain extent.
There is definitely something wrong with the identity of the third child of the Wang family.
"Chief Song, is there such a possibility?" Cheng Qianfan was playing with a cigarette in his hand. Ever since Song Fuguo had a hidden lung injury, Cheng Qianfan had never smoked in front of Song Fuguo. Even if it didn't matter to Old Song, he would Not smoking.
"What's possible?" Song Fuguo asked. He knew that Cheng Qianfan had a bright mind and a keen sense of smell. This kid was simply born to be an agent.
"Is it possible that the third son of the Wang family is a Rite?" Cheng Qianfan said slowly.
"Do you suspect that the third child of the Wang family is actually Japanese?" Song Fuguo asked in surprise.
"Yes. We cannot rule out this possibility." Cheng Qianfan said.
"What are your thoughts?" Song Fuguo said.
"I analyzed the information provided by Section Chief Song, and I have a very strange feeling." Cheng Qianfan said solemnly.
"Weird?" Song Fuguo asked.
"There is one thing recorded in the data." Cheng Qianfan said, recalling in his mind, "Lao Guatou, the long-term worker of the Wang family, once said that he once saw the third young master of the Wang family getting angry with the eldest young master, and he scolded the eldest young master. The young master lowered his head and did not dare to say a word."
With that, Cheng Qianfan paused and asked Song Fuguo, "Chief Song, judging from your experience, brother Xun, is this kind of relationship normal?"
"You mean the eldest son of the Wang family is afraid of the third son of the Wang family?" Song Fuguo paced, thought for a moment, and said, "That should be the case."
"Or we can also imagine that the eldest, second, and even third brothers of the Wang family all serve the Japanese." Cheng Qianfan said, "However, they also serve the Japanese, and there is a subordinate relationship. .”
"The third son of the Wang family has the power to control the eldest and second son of the Wang family, and he is even their superior." Song Fuguo said with a serious expression.
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "The third eldest son of the Wang family is most likely the superior of the eldest son. As for my suspicion that the third eldest son of the Wang family is Rite, this is just a guess and there is no direct evidence."
"Intuition?" Song Fuguo asked with a smile.
"Intuition." Cheng Qianfan nodded.
Song Fuguo nodded, nothing more. Regardless of whether the third child of the Wang family was Japanese, Cheng Qianfan speculated that the eldest, second and third child of the Wang family were all Japanese, and the third child of the Wang family was the superior of the other two, although they were not No solid evidence, but the logic is clear.
Song Fuguo somewhat believed in this speculation.
As he said himself, he admired Cheng Qianfan very much. This young man was born to be an agent and had a very sensitive sense of smell.
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