It was late at night, but No. 22 Xue Huali Road was brightly lit.
The gunshots on Kaisen Road shook this violent law enforcement agency in the central area of the French Concession.
Cardinal Zhao stood at the window, smoking a cigarette in silence, staring at the yard downstairs.
A black car stopped at the door.
The car did not enter the courtyard. A man got out of the car and strode into the compound amidst the salute of the guard at the checkpoint. The car then turned around and drove away.
A smile appeared on Cardiff Zhao's face. The gunfight on Kaisen Road had a bad impact, and Kaisen Road was under the jurisdiction of the Third Patrol of the Central Patrol Room. Deputy Inspector Cheng was also the Inspector of the Third Patrol. If there was to be accountability, Mr. Cheng would be the first to bear the brunt.
Cheng Qianfan's Jiujiu Trading is one of the largest black market merchants in the French Concession. In order to seize the market, Cheng Qianfan's men used coercion, inducement, and bullying to dominate the market.
The most important thing is that Cheng Qianfan hates red and has always been close to the Japanese.
The existence of this person represents a huge danger to all anti-Japanese forces lurking in the French Concession.
If the shootout on Kaisen Road could affect Cheng Qianfan, it would be best if he was punished by the French Concession authorities and his power was restricted, which would be an unexpected surprise.
However, thinking of what he had learned about Xi Neng and Jin Kemu's attitude towards this matter, Shuli Zhao couldn't help but shake his head.
This guy Cheng Qianfan is already a mature man!
also--
Shu Li Zhao frowned. He had been thinking about the shootout on Kaisen Road.
One of them is most likely Japanese.
The other party calls itself the 'Shanghai Iron-Blooded Anti-Japanese Anti-Japanese Anti-Corruption Group'.
Is this Huai Kezhi secretly returning to Shanghai?
Judging from the way things are done, it does seem to be the handiwork of someone with a good attitude.
only……
Shu Li Zhao shook his head slightly, but there were some subtleties in the details.
Huai Kezhi's iron-blooded gang of traitors did things boldly and neatly, and many of their men dared to die.
But it can't be so detailed.
Later, Cardinal Zhao led people to survey the scene. The impression given to him by the two gunmen who ambushed the Japanese was that they were precise in their marksmanship, careful in their work, had a great understanding of each other, were crisp and clear-cut, and had a clear division of labor between offense and defense. They were far from ordinary fighting and killing. generation.
…
"After Hou Pingliang comes back from the hospital, ask him to come see me." Cheng Qianfan said to a patrol officer.
"yes!"
After walking around the arresting hall of the third patrol, saying some words of encouragement to the subordinates who were left behind, and also sternly ordering his subordinates to step up their investigation of the case, Mr. Cheng walked upstairs to the office of the deputy chief inspector.
"Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng."
"Is something wrong?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Su Zhe with a gloomy expression.
"The gunfight on Kaisen Road, there was loud gunfire, and even grenades were used. It was really lively." Su Zhe said in a strange tone, "I heard that Mr. Ferguson was very angry and smashed the microphone. Deputy Inspector Cheng wanted to Be careful."
"Get out!" Cheng Qianfan pushed Su Zhe away.
"What does Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng mean? As a colleague, I am also concerned..."
"Shut up! My man is injured, and I'm in a bad mood right now!" Cheng Qianfan's eyes were cold, "Get out!"
Seeing Cheng Qianfan's cold eyes, Su Zhe felt no reason to be afraid, so he hurriedly moved away from the stairs and went downstairs.
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and his riding boots made a thumping sound on the wooden stairs.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan walking up the stairs and leaving, the pale Su Zhe dared to mutter, "The dog bit Lu Dongbin."
Cheng Qianfan entered the office, closed the door, and showed a smile on his face. Su Zhe came specifically to deliver news to him:
The serious impact of the Kaisen Road shooting has alarmed Ferguson, the police chief of the French Concession Police Station. If the case cannot be clarified as soon as possible or if an explanation is given, it will be detrimental to him.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.
Su Zhe's worries were well-intentioned.
He believed that there were people secretly rejoicing with malicious intent at this moment, hoping that the shooting on Kaisen Road would be the Waterloo for his little Mr. Cheng.
Cheng Qianfan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
I'm afraid these people are destined to be disappointed. These people underestimated 'Mr. Xiao Cheng''s connections and methods in the French Concession.
The gunfire on Kaisen Road was indeed lively, but it didn't really affect him.
When Xi Neng from the Political Department accepted what he and Jin Kemu said on the spot, the matter might have a certain impact, but everything was within the control of Cheng Qianfan.
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the office door.
"Come in!" Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Brother Fan." Hou Pingliang came in and said.
"How are the injuries of the brothers?" Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Hou Pingliang and asked.
"Mi Laisan's injuries are serious, but Brother Fan can rest assured that his life is not in danger." Hou Pingliang said, "Several other brothers, including Deputy Inspector Lu, have minor injuries and will recover after a period of rest."
"The firefight at the scene was fierce, comparable to a small battle." Cheng Qianfan's expression was solemn.
"There are no brothers receiving pensions. What a blessing among misfortunes." As he spoke, he sighed and nodded, showing a fearful expression.
Hou Pingliang also nodded. He was not the first patrolman to arrive at the scene, but came as reinforcements later. Seeing the tragic scene of corpses scattered at the scene, even the policemen who were used to seeing dead people changed their expressions.
"Little monkey." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
"Hey, Brother Fan." When Hou Pingliang saw Brother Fan not taking out a cigarette, he quickly took out the match box and lit a match.
"Tali's subordinate has a little brat named Chen Hu, you know." Cheng Qianfan took a puff of his cigarette and said.
"I know." Hou Pingliang said with a fierce expression, "Is Ning just messing with you, Brother Fan? I'll find someone to take care of him."
"There is still a Yakuza in Shanghai who can survive for two days after provoking me?" Mr. Cheng exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nose, "If you have anything to do with him, ask him."
"Brother Fan has taken a fancy to that boy?" Hou Pingliang said, "Well, I've heard about that boy. He's so ruthless that he'll even risk his life."
As he said that, he chuckled and said, "Being favored by Brother Fan is because his ancestors have accumulated good deeds for eight lifetimes."
"Ask Chen Hu to meet me at Chunfeng Deyi Building." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Okay, Brother Fan."
…
early morning.
Cheng Qianfan, who was taking a nap in the office, was awakened by the rapid ringing of the phone.
"Who?"
"Qianfan, it's me." Bai Ruolan's anxious voice came, "If you don't go home, don't say anything."
"A big case happened, and I was so busy that I forgot to tell my family, blame me, blame me." Cheng Qianfan said with a bitter smile.
"Next time, remember that you left home to go to work in the middle of the night and didn't explain clearly. Deputy Inspector Lu was talking about guns and other things on the phone. Can I not be worried?" Bai Ruolan complained, "The cat is still big. If you wet your clothes in the middle of the night, I remember someone said it was unlucky, and it made me even more worried."
"There's nothing unlucky about it. It's all the superstition of the villagers in the mountains." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "I'll go back and take care of this cat that wants to be beaten."
Bai Ruolan warned him a few more times, telling him to have breakfast on time and pay more attention to rest, and then hung up the phone.
Cheng Qianfan put down the microphone with a gentle smile on his face.
Ruolan called and said so much, but the most important thing was to tell him:
The cat peed and soiled his clothes!
Ruolan must have washed the clothes last night. It is quite strange to wash clothes in the middle of the night. You need to find a suitable reason.
It's hard for her, an ordinary woman, to find such a very reasonable reason.
The smile on Cheng Qianfan's face faded and he sighed softly.
…
Cheng Qianfan was busy throughout the morning.
Such a major case occurred on Kaisen Road, and the entire French Concession was shaken.
As the concurrent leader of the third patrol in charge of Kaisen Road, Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan naturally has a lot of pressure on his shoulders.
After half a morning of busy work, although the murderer has not been caught yet, everyone has reached a consensus:
The French Concession Central Patrol Office patrolled up and down. During the shootout on Kaisen Road, they risked their lives and were not afraid of sacrifice. They used their flesh and blood to build a safety shield for the citizens of Kaisen Road.
In such a fierce gun battle, not a single citizen was harmed. The three patrols of the Central District Patrol Office have done a great job. They are worthy of the plaque of 'Protecting the Environment and Safeguarding the People' given to the Central District Patrol Office by the citizens!
This conclusion was recognized by the Inspector General of Police, His Excellency Sir Alex Ferguson.
It is said that Mr. Ferguson was very satisfied with the heroic performance of the third patrol, and was so moved that he publicly announced that he would use 500 francs from his salary to reward and comfort the injured heroic patrols.
…
Chen Xiangjun, a shameful traitor, has defected to the Japanese and is about to be taken to Shanghai from Hangzhou by the Japanese!
This information obtained from Araki Harima's mouth has been screaming deep in Cheng Qianfan's heart.
He was very eager to tell Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang the news immediately.
Then naturally, how to make a plan to get rid of Chen Xiangjun without affecting Araki Harima's focus on 'Chenzhou'!
However, Cheng Qianfan forcibly resisted this urgency and desire.
Throughout the morning, although he was able to find time after being busy, he did not go to see Lao Huang.
The two people only made eye contact to confirm that neither party was injured in yesterday's gun battle, and then there was no further communication.
Cheng Qianfan was very cautious.
Although he judged that Araki Harima probably had a little doubt yesterday because of the sudden and coincidental incident of the wind chime, and he was soon alerted to this doubt, and quickly resolved it quickly. It was expected that Araki Harima would not have any doubts about him anymore.
However, being as cautious as he was, he still chose to stay still.
Not only should he remain unchanged in response to all changes, but if something really happened, Araki Harima would already suspect him, and he would stop this threat on himself to avoid involving Lao Huang——
'Chen Zhou' hated Chen Xiangjun, the traitor, and so did 'Yuchang' and 'Feiyu'.
If he rashly told Lao Huang about this at this time, Cheng Qianfan was not sure whether Lao Huang, a member of the old red team, could still be prudent.
He could deeply feel Lao Huang's profound revolutionary comrade-in-arms affection for Comrade "Zhulin", and he also felt his deep hatred for Chen Xiangjun!
Once there is any abnormality, it may be a fatal negligence at this time.
…
The spring breeze is proud of the building.
Cheng Qianfan was wearing a straight uniform of a senior police officer in the patrol room and was drinking tea.
On the table in front of him were peanuts, melon seeds, pastries and other snacks.
In addition to these, there is also a set of Western food on display:
Red wine, knives and forks, steak.
At this moment, Chen Hu came to the downstairs door of Chunfeng Deyi Building.
Name was given.
Knowing that this man wearing patched clothes was the person Xiao Cheng always waited for, the waiter didn't dare to neglect him.
It is true that you can judge people by their appearance, but those who want to make a living in Shanghai must be alert.
Mr. Xiao Cheng personally told the person to wait for him. Even if he was a beggar, let alone a patch on his body, he should be treated with respect.
"Master Hu, please come this way. Deputy Inspector Cheng is already waiting for you inside."
"If you dare not take it seriously, please lead the way."
Chen Hu took a deep breath and walked up the wooden stairs under the guidance of the waiter.
Chunfeng Deyilou is a famous teahouse in the French Concession. President Xiao Cheng, President Jin Kemu, as well as the rich and powerful in the French Concession, and even Westerners, and some senior figures from the Qinggang also like to come here to drink tea.
The young man here usually looks at others with high regard, but at this moment, he is quite polite to himself.
Chen Hu naturally knew that this courtesy was not for him, but because he was Mr. Cheng's 'guest' today!
…
Chen Hu, dressed in shorts, stood at the door of the private room.
He didn't go in immediately.
Instead, he carefully arranged his clothes, looked at whether there were any wrinkles, and smoothed them out vigorously.
This little brat who was described by Hou Pingliang as "ruthless enough and not afraid of death" looked reserved and even a little at a loss at this moment.
He dared to stop Mr. Cheng's car and offered himself up. However, when Mr. Cheng really summoned him, and when he stood at the door with Mr. Cheng waiting for him inside, he realized that he thought he was not afraid of anything. How absurd!
"It must be Chen Hu." A voice came from inside.
"Mr. Cheng, it's me, Chen Hu." Chen Hu said quickly.
"come in."
"Eh!"
The moment Chen Hu opened the door, he paused, straightened his waist, and then carefully walked in under the gaze of Mr. Xiao Cheng.
"Mr. Cheng!" Chen Hu bowed towards Cheng Qianfan who was looking at him and said.
"What were you thinking just now?" Cheng Qianfan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup again, and asked slowly.
"Ah?" Chen Hu didn't understand what it meant. Because he was nervous, he secretly rubbed his fingers with his right hand, took a breath, and said, "Mr. Cheng, Chen Hu is an idiot. He doesn't understand. Please enlighten me."
"When you walked in, why did you suddenly want to straighten your back?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Chen Hu with a half-smile, "Are you unwilling to bow to me?"
Although Cheng Qianfan's tone was very calm, it felt like a huge pressure in Chen Hu's ears. His forehead began to sweat and his throat became a little dry.
He knew that if he answered this question incorrectly, the opportunity to get ahead would be gone.
After swallowing, Chen Hu straightened his waist and spoke.
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