When Zhang Jianghe received a call from the police station and learned that Tang Cheng was shooting in the street and beating others, he didn't have much worry in his heart, because while having breakfast, Tang Cheng told him that he would be going to Find an opportunity to create an opportunity for Zhang Jianghe to intervene in Chongqing police affairs. So after receiving this call, Zhang Jianghe's biggest concern was not how to save Tangcheng, but how to make good use of this opportunity.
"Prepare a car and go to the city police station." After Zhang Jianghe thought for a while, he informed his secretary to prepare a car and go to the city police station. Before coming to Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe had not thought that his trip to Chongqing would encounter such an embarrassing situation. After actually coming to Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe suddenly discovered that almost everyone in Chongqing was controlled by Liu Xiang's people. Originally, the Intelligence Division had the right to intervene in military and police affairs, but the Chongqing Station was repeatedly provoked by the Chongqing Police System because the current Chongqing Police Chief Wang Bingzhang was Liu Xiang's old department.
Tang Cheng had been in Chongqing for three months and had not reported to the police station at all. However, he had Zhang Jiang and the field service certificate of the Chongqing Station of the Intelligence Department that were processed for him. Even if Wang Bingzhang was dissatisfied with the Intelligence Department, he would not dare to do anything to Tang Cheng. Zhang Jianghe's car drove all the way into the Chongqing Police Station. Wang Bingzhang, who had received the news, did not come out of his office. Instead, he stood quietly in front of the window and looked coldly at Zhang Jianghe who was getting out of the car.
As soon as Zhang Jianghe arrived in Chongqing, Wang Bingzhang, the police chief, heard about it, but as a local, he ignored the deputy station chief who only had one arm. In his opinion, Chongqing should be Chongqing for Sichuan people, and the Nanjing government and the Intelligence Department should just stay in Chongqing. However, when he saw Zhang Jianghe through the window, Wang Bingzhang's eyebrows still beat uncontrollably, because Zhang Jianghe's body faintly exuded the aura of a soldier.
Wang Bingzhang looked down on the Intelligence Department, which was called a spy organization, so he actually didn't know much about the personnel composition of the Intelligence Department, and he didn't even know that most of the people in the Intelligence Department were drawn from the military. Wang Bingzhang didn't intend to pay attention to Zhang Jianghe, but the other party had already taken the initiative to come to the door, so Wang Bingzhang had to see him. As soon as Zhang Jianghe entered the door, he saw Tang Cheng. There were no handcuffs or rough treatment as Zhang Jianghe imagined. Tang Cheng was holding a cup of tea and sitting on a bench at the entrance of the corridor with a middle-aged man. Chatting quietly.
"Uncle, you came really fast!" Tang Cheng, who was chatting, was about to light a cigarette when he turned around and saw Zhang Jianghe walking in from outside. He immediately stood up and walked quickly to Zhang Jianghe. Zhang Jianghe's arrival so quickly was somewhat beyond Tang Cheng's expectation. According to his opinion, it would have been better for Zhang Jianghe to arrive as late as possible. "Uncle, you should come back later. If you come too early, the man named Wang won't appreciate your kindness." Tang Cheng's whisper made Zhang Jianghe roll his eyes in return.
"You're a careless guy. This is Chongqing, and everyone from top to bottom is Liu Xiang's people. The people named Wang are also Liu Xiang's old subordinates. If it were so easy to deal with people named Wang, Chongqing Station wouldn't be what it is now. If you act like this in this situation, you will easily suffer." Zhang Jianghe was talking to Tang Cheng, but he was paying attention to the movements around him with the corner of his eye, especially the middle-aged man who was sitting and chatting with Tang Cheng just now. Knowing that now, Zhang Jiang Hecai suddenly discovered that the middle-aged man was still a foreigner with blue eyes.
"Uncle, this is Mr. Paul from the United States, a pastor. Fortunately he was there just now, otherwise, I would have been locked up directly by the men named Wang." When Tang Cheng saw this, he immediately Zhang Jiang And introduce the middle-aged foreigner. "Paul's father is of mixed race, with some Chinese ancestry in his blood, so his skin color is close to yellow, and his hair is black. He has lived in Chongqing for several years, and he is probably more familiar with Chongqing than we are. .”
The foreigner named Paul came closer, and Zhang Jianghe discovered that the foreigner's skin color was really closer to that of yellow people as Tang Cheng said. Paul and Zhang Jianghe are about the same age, and they can speak fluent Chinese with a slight northern accent. After just a few pleasantries, they started chatting with Zhang Jianghe. Wang Bingzhang, who was waiting in the office, wanted to give Zhang Jianghe a slap in the face, but he still didn't see Zhang Jianghe coming to him. Feeling suspicious, he sent his secretary to check the situation, but found that Zhang Jianghe was talking to the pastor named Paul. Talking.
"This damn foreigner!" After learning that Zhang Jianghe was chatting with a foreigner, Wang Bingzhang, who was waiting in the office, started to curse. Paul, who was keen on preaching in Chongqing, was a celebrity in Chongqing. How could Wang Bingzhang not know about him. Moreover, he also knew that this foreigner named Paul once helped Liu Xiang seize arms from abroad. He must not offend such a person easily. After chatting with Paul for a while, Zhang Jianghe led Tang Cheng towards Wang Bingzhang's office.
"Director Wang, nice to meet you!" Zhang Jianghe had met Wang Bingzhang once before, but there were other people present at the banquet at that time. Zhang Jianghe had not had an in-depth conversation with the Chongqing police chief. Wang Bingzhang's intention to give Zhang Jianghe power was shattered by Paul's accidental appearance. Faced with Zhang Jianghe's extended right hand, Wang Bingzhang did not refuse, but just let go at the touch.
Wang Bingzhang's attitude can already explain a lot of problems, but Zhang Jianghe did not pay too much attention to it, but immediately changed the topic to Tang Cheng. "Director Wang, Tang Cheng is not only my nephew, he is also a field staff member of our Chongqing station. I wonder why the municipal bureau wanted to arrest him here?" Zhang Jianghe did not act aggressively from the moment he came up. He started talking in a flat tone.
Wang Bingzhang was born in the military. To him, Zhang Jianghe's words sounded formal and sour, which made him very uncomfortable. However, Zhang Jianghe was the deputy station chief of Chongqing Station, so he did not dare to fall out with Zhang Jianghe in person. Before Wang Bingzhang could speak, Tang Cheng, who was standing aside, had a look and took out his transfer order and placed it in front of Wang Bingzhang. Wang Bingzhang was the head of the Chongqing police, so he couldn't be illiterate. After seeing the transfer order from Tangcheng, he realized that this guy was transferred to Chongqing from the Nanjing Police Department.
"Since there is a transfer order, why don't you come and report?" Wang Bingzhang read the date on the transfer order and immediately saw the reason, and then asked Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng was not afraid of Wang Bingzhang's glare. He first brought a chair to Zhang Jianghe. After Zhang Jianghe sat down, Tang Cheng raised his head and looked at Wang Bingzhang.
"Director Wang, let's just talk about it directly. It's too troublesome to speculate like this. I was transferred from Nanjing to Chongqing not because I was demoted, but because I requested to be transferred to Chongqing. The reason is simple. I When I was at the Nanjing Police Department, I had been cooperating as a police officer with the action team commanded by my uncle to round up the Japanese spies lurking in Nanjing. We cooperated very well and the efficiency was not bad. This time my uncle was transferred Chongqing, as a nephew, I naturally want to come with him."
Wang Bingzhang was considered a wealthy man, but he was also shocked by what Tang Cheng said. Tang Cheng was probably not older than his own son. How could such a young man participate in rounding up Japanese spies? Going? "To be honest, we have been in Chongqing for three months, but the situation in Chongqing is not very good. We don't want to conflict with the local forces in Chongqing, but we can't disobey the orders of our superiors, so we found such an opportunity today. , come and have a good talk with Director Wang."
After Wang Bingzhang heard this, he leaned back, sat in his chair and meditated for a while, then gestured to Tang Cheng. Upon seeing this, Tang Cheng continued, "We don't want to be enemies of the local forces, nor do we want to be a trouble. It's best if we can keep each other separate." Tang Cheng's words were implicit, but Wang Bingzhang already understood that Tang Cheng wanted to express Wang Bingzhang frowned secretly. The attitudes of the two people in Tangcheng seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with what he learned about the situation!
The fleeting doubt on Wang Bingzhang's face did not escape Zhang Jianghe's observation. He secretly looked at Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe said that there was indeed something wrong here. "What do you want to do?" Wang Bingzhang asked suddenly, but immediately asked a second sentence, "How can you prove that there are Japanese spies in Chongqing?" Wang Bingzhang's words were obvious, indicating that he was not satisfied with what Tang Cheng had just said. Still have doubts.
Tang Cheng then smiled and said, "We have our own way of doing things. Even if I tell you, you might not understand. As for whether there are Japanese spies lurking in Chongqing, I can answer you now. I can guarantee it 100% , there are Japanese spies in Chongqing, and there are more than one. We already have a definite target in hand. If it weren’t for this meeting with Director Wang, we might have already arrested them. "
Tang Cheng's words were not deceiving Wang Bingzhang. He had been in Chongqing for more than three months. Although Tang Cheng had been adapting to the life and environment in Chongqing, he had not given up on detecting Japanese spies in private. With Heizi and the others secretly assisting and providing information, Tangcheng has already learned about two Japanese spy dens. If it weren't for the fact that some local brothers and government officials were involved, Zhang Jianghe might have ordered the arrests long ago.
Seeing that Tang Cheng acted so confidently in front of him, Wang Bingzhang was unable to tell whether the other party was lying to him. Zhang Jianghe seized the opportunity to speak. "Director Wang, arresting Japanese spies is a necessary task at any time. You and I are both soldiers. I think you should understand the reason."
