Han Qiang smiled and put out the cigarette butt and said: "It's not a big deal." Then he stood up and said: "Hey, your brother has a mission, but can he get off work normally today? If so, don't forget about Xinhua Hotel. He wants to If you don’t come, let’s go and have a good meal.”
After sending Han Qiang out of the office, Fan Keqin returned to his seat and sat down.
In fact, when he was working as a criminal policeman in his previous life, he firmly believed in a saying - wherever he walked, he would leave traces. Therefore, he did not believe that he would be helpless at this age.
This is a sign of his self-confidence. If you don't have strong self-confidence, you will eventually achieve nothing.
Fan Keqin wanted to have some lunch, but he had been busy until it was already late, but he didn't go out. He asked the cook to pack two cold meals in the cafeteria on the first floor, and then went directly back to his office because he didn't want to miss anything. A phone call, especially in a case like this that has been delayed for nearly half a month, time becomes extremely precious.
Just as he finished his meal and smoked his second cigarette, the phone rang suddenly. Before Fan Keqin even waited for the first ring to end, he had already picked up the phone and said: "Hello."
"Team leader." Yang Jiancheng's voice rang through the receiver and said, "We found something at Chu Tianfeng's house. Can you come over?"
Fan Keqin still spoke in a calm tone and said, "What discovery?"
Yang Chengchi deliberately lowered his voice and said: "There is a secret compartment in his house, which contains a large amount of French currency, silver, and a lot of Japanese yen and US dollars. I suspect that this may be him providing information to the Japanese, who are interested in him." award."
Fan Keqin said "hmm" and said, "Is there anything else?"
Yang Jiancheng said: "No, but team leader, I analyze normal money, even if it is money earned from outside, as an agent of our military commander, you don't have to be so scrupulous, right? Who dares to trace the source of our money if it is deposited in the bank?" But he arranged a secret compartment in his home specifically to store the money, which is very suspicious."
Fan Keqin thought for a moment and said: "Put all the money away and take photos at Chu Tianfeng's home to collect evidence. I won't go there. Lao Yang, I asked you to send someone to the telephone office to check. Is there any news?"
Yang continued: "I was about to report this to you. The telephone company does not dare to check our lines, so the team leader needs you to take action in person with a warrant from the Virgo."
Fan Keqin said: "Okay, I'll go to the telephone exchange now. Don't make it too public. After searching the house, try to restore it to its original state. Then leave two smart brothers to guard the phone. There should also be people outside. Deploy control. If you see a suspicious person, arrest him first. In addition, you also need to visit Chu Tianfeng’s neighbors to see who he has been in contact with."
Yang Jiejie said: "Yes! Team leader, don't worry...it's just a lot of money, can you see?"
Fan Keqin said: "You keep it first and tell the brothers that everyone has a share of money, and they will definitely be indispensable. Give me some effort when you work."
Yang inherited: "Yes, team leader, I definitely can't let you get in the way."
After putting down the phone, Fan Keqin immediately stood up, checked his firearm, then left the building directly, got into the Intelligence Department's car, and drove out of the compound toward the telephone exchange.
The telephone exchange was about a fifteen-minute drive from the Hunan Guild Hall. However, the density of vehicles on the street at this time was naturally not as dense as that of later generations. As a military agent, he had no scruples about driving, so he drove the car very fast, so it was useless. In ten minutes, we arrived at the telephone exchange on Zhongshan Street.
Before he could get out of the car, a young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit stood at the door of the telephone station and walked over immediately. Fan Keqin turned his head and saw that he recognized him as a field member of his second team.
After he got out of the car, he walked straight in and asked, "What's going on?"
The team member said: "Team leader, the telephone office does not dare to check our internal lines, so Chu Tianfeng's office phone number has not yet been found, but we have retrieved Chu Tianfeng's home phone records. In it, Brother Yang's In hand."
Fan Keqin nodded and walked into the telephone exchange. There were several counters in front of him, and there were about a dozen customers in the hall who were installing telephones or paying money.
Under the guidance of this team member, Fan Keqin ignored these people and went directly to the second floor from the side stairs. He heard Wang Yang's voice in front of a room with the words switchboard room, and heard this guy say: " You are all idiots, I am from the Intelligence Department, what are you afraid of? At worst, if you report the matter to us then it will be over."
I heard a woman inside say: "Haha, Sir Wang, don't be angry. We are all working on errands, and it doesn't matter what we say. Moreover, even our director dare not check your phone number casually. You are right." Isn’t that right? And there was no prior notice. You came suddenly, and you had to check the phone number of the Intelligence Department. Who dares to check it for you..."
At this time, Fan Keqin had already walked in. Wang Yang just wanted to answer, but he saw him from the corner of his eye. He immediately stood up at attention and said: "Team leader!"
Fan Keqin didn't look at anyone else, just looked at Wang Yang and said, "What's going on?"
Wang Yang said: "Report to the team leader, these people don't dare to check our internal phone numbers casually, but..." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said: "This is... that guy's, at home. Phone records.”
Fan Keqin took it, but did not look at it directly. Instead, he took out Sun Guoxin's warrant from his pocket and said, "What is this lady's name?"
The woman was about thirty years old, wearing a sky-blue cheongsam. She had an ordinary appearance, but a pretty good temperament. She should be a little boss or something. Seeing Fan Keqin asking himself, he smiled and replied: "My name is Mu Mian, do you know this officer's surname?"
Fan Keqin handed over Sun Guoxin's warrant and said, "I don't dare to take it seriously. My surname is Fan. This is our chief's warrant. Please cooperate with Ms. Mu."
Mu Mian looked at the warrant carefully, then nodded and said, "That's no problem, otherwise we wouldn't dare to act rashly."
Fan Keqin nodded, letting Wang Yang and the two stare, while he put the warrant in his pocket and began to read the phone messages at Chu Tianfeng's home.
The time span is from about this month to the end now, but there are not many records in total, only the incoming and outgoing records of seven calls, and there are also the registered addresses of these calls and the length of the calls. After reading it, Fan Keqin put the document into his pocket.
There were no computers these days, so everything was manual, and the time was naturally a bit slow. Fan Keqin smoked about three cigarettes in the corridor before Wang Yang came out, handed over a record with both hands again, and said: "Group Chief, it’s transferred out.”
