Zhou Sen paid the money, took the book, walked out of the bookstore with Gu Laoliu, and continued walking on the street. This was their job.
"Boss, I remembered who that Miss Su is." Gu Laoliu followed Zhou Sen, shaking his head and muttering something, and suddenly stepped forward quickly and called out.
"Don't be so surprised. It's scary."
"No, boss, I just remembered that I really know that Miss Su. She is the only daughter of Su Wenqing, the leader of the Seven Stars Hall, the underworld force in Ice City, Su Yun." Gu Laoliu explained quickly.
"Su Yun, what does this have to do with me?" Zhou Sen said with a carefree smile.
"Boss, if one of these people marries Su Wenqing's daughter, they will reach the sky in one step and spend less time struggling." Gu Laoliu said excitedly.
"Come on, do you think being the son-in-law of a gangster is a good thing?" Zhou Sen asked back.
"Why isn't it a good thing? From now on, those who are popular and those who drink spicy food will be their own when Su Wenqing waits for a hundred years."
"What if your life is not as long as Su Wenqing's?"
"Uh, boss, chatting with you would kill the whole world," Gu Laoliu said.
"Okay, let's go around the front and I'll go back."
"This is not even half done yet..."
"Then why don't you leave quickly? Don't you want to get off work early?"
…
Zhou Sen walked and looked all the way. The ice city he saw with his own eyes was much more intuitive than what he remembered.
This street is quite lively, but there are not many pedestrians now, and not many people can be seen on the tram. It will probably stop soon.
"Boss, we seem to be being followed." Gu Laoliu suddenly stepped forward.
"Following, are you sure?" Zhou Sen was surprised. He was just a small patrolman, and he didn't provoke anyone. Who would be interested in him?
"I wasn't sure at first, but I found that the guy behind us followed us into the bookstore. As soon as we came out, he also came out of the bookstore. This guy didn't take anything in his hand." Gu Laoliu is also an old policeman after all. .
The vigilance and experience are still there.
"In Bingcheng, who dares to follow the police so blatantly, who do you think he is?" Zhou Sen also became wary. He had just learned the identity of Anthony's father, and he was being followed. Is this a coincidence? ?
Gu Laoliu shook his head: "It's hard to say. Bingcheng is known as the spy capital of the Far East. There are everyone here, including Soviet spies, underground parties, and the Kuomintang. It's a mixed bag. No one knows the identity behind that face."
"Then what do you think we should do, pretend not to know?" Zhou Sen asked.
"This is a way. As long as he doesn't harm us, let him go. We patrol the streets every day and there are no secrets. If you want to follow, just follow." Gu Laoliu said.
"We are currently investigating the case of Serkin's murder. If we are targeted by Soviet spies, it will be very dangerous..."
"Over there, what do you think we should do?" Gu Laoliu became nervous when he heard this.
Zhou Sen was worried that he couldn't deal with Akiyama Nosuke. Since someone took the initiative to come to the door, he would just catch him.
It was so obvious to be following him that he was most likely a spy from the Secret Service.
He is really a well-trained Soviet agent. Is it necessary to follow him all the way on patrol? Are you afraid that you don't know?
"Call Ye San'er. The three of us will hold him down and send him directly back to the police station!" Zhou Sen said.
"Really, what if the other party has a gun?"
"Don't you have a gun?"
"It's ready, but my gun is just a decoration. It's basically never used." Gu Laoliu said. The patrol police occasionally participated in arrest operations, but basically they were responsible for peripheral control. It was their turn to take the field. Then how brutal this action was.
Bingcheng has long been under the control of the Japanese. If they really deal with the "anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese" elements, the police corps and gendarmerie will naturally be dispatched.
People like them who patrol the streets every day naturally have fewer opportunities to use guns.
"Then what should we do, let Ye San'er call someone?"
"If the big man is here, we are sure..."
"Then what are you waiting for? There is a coffee shop in front of you. Let's pretend to go in for a drink. You go and make a phone call. Then turn around and find a hidden place to knock the person down!" Zhou Sen said.
"OK."
Zhou Sen and Gu Laoliu entered the coffee shop together, and sure enough, the follower opened the door and walked in.
Gu Laoliu went to the service bar to borrow a phone.
Zhou Sen found a table by the window, sat down, and reached out to the waiter to order twice as much coffee.
Soothing country music from England is played in the coffee house, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.
The stalker also found a position, just diagonally opposite Zhou Sen. As long as he turned slightly sideways, he could observe the situation on his side with the corner of his eyes.
This guy obviously has some training.
I don’t know how I graduated from the police academy (training center) and got an honors student rating?
This kind of tracking and counter-tracking must have been taught in the Japanese-controlled police academy, but Zhou Sen himself was a "scumbag" and didn't learn it well.
That’s not right. Father Anthony’s training for him since he was a child seems to have included this type of course, so he should have learned it...
Then why could Gu Laoliu find out but he didn't find anyone following him?
Could it be that some memories were erased or lost during this process? This is a bit cheating.
Fortunately, you can learn this again, and it’s still not too late.
After a while, Gu Laoliu made a call, came over and gave Zhou Sen a "reassuring" look, and then sat down.
If he were alone, he would definitely not come here to drink coffee. This kind of foreign stuff is not only expensive, but also very bitter. He is really not used to drinking it.
The time spent drinking coffee is just enough time for Ye Saner to rush over.
Zhou Sen casually opened the "Tagore" poetry collection he just bought. This is the Chinese translation version, which has been recreated by the translator. The beauty of the Chinese version is incomparable with the English original version.
While drinking coffee and reading poems written by Tagore, people forget about the biting north wind and freezing outside.
"Boss..."
Zhou Sen, who was immersed in reading, was suddenly interrupted by a sound. He looked up and saw a young and beautiful figure pushing open the door of the coffee shop and walking in.
It was Miss Su they met at "Yi Gu Zhai".
There are not many customers in the coffee house, so the occupancy rate is only 30 to 40%. At a glance, more than half of the seats are empty.
Su Yun immediately spotted Zhou Sen, not because of anything else but because Gu Laoliu's black police uniform was too conspicuous.
He happened to make eye contact with Zhou Sen in the air.
There was a hint of surprise on her face. Zhou Sen left a deep impression on her. After all, it was rare for him to see such a young and handsome policeman, and he was also a person who liked "poetry", so he met him quite a lot. A feeling of "a close friend".
Su Yun was surprised when he saw the "Tagore" poetry collection Zhou Sen was looking at, and walked over: "Sir, can I discuss something with you?"
Zhou Sen closed the poetry collection: "This lady, it seems we are not familiar with each other."
"Yes, this..." Su Yun has never met anyone who talks like Zhou Sen. With her beauty, many people are eager to hold her in their hands. How can they refuse her?
"Sir, can this "Collected Poems of Rabindranath Tagore"..."
"cannot!"
Zhou Sen really has no interest in getting involved with this girl named Su Yun. It's almost time. Ye San'er and Wu En are in place and can lure her over.
"Sorry to bother you!" Su Yun's pink face turned red. This was the first time in her life that she had encountered such an encounter.
Seeing Su Yun like this, Zhou Sen couldn't bear it. Su Yun's status was unusual. As the daughter of Su Wenqing, the master of the Seven Star Hall, she went out alone without a follower. There were many rich or powerful people. It is very rare in the second generation.
Especially since Su Yun is still a girl, so young and beautiful. What kind of place is Bingcheng? As a father, Su Wenqing is so relieved that his daughter is alone outside?
"Miss Su, seeing that you are also a person who likes poetry, I will give you this collection of poems by Rabindranath Tagore." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and handed the collection of poems to Su Yun directly.
"Give it to me?" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise, but did not take it. She was not an ordinary girl. She knew very well that some people were deliberately trying to get close to her. Could the policeman in front of her be one of them?
"If you don't want it, forget it." Zhou Sen put the collection of poems back and called to Gu Laoliu, "Lao Liu, let's go."
The action was quite straightforward, without any hesitation.
Gu Laoliu was dumbfounded by this scene. The boss's method of "picking up girls" was too clever. Is this playing hard to get?
"Boss, that's awesome!" Gu Laoliu gave Zhou Sen a thumbs up and winked as he walked out of the coffee shop.
"Don't let it go for a while, and stop thinking about useless things." Zhou Sen glared at him.
"Hey, don't worry."
This street is their territory. Finding a place to put the "tail" in is a matter of gloves.
It was Zhou Sen's first time to do this kind of "sap" thing, and he was still a little excited.
Tai followed them all the way, feeling good about themselves, until they entered an alley.
Suddenly, the person he was following disappeared. He panicked and walked forward quickly. Suddenly Zhou Sen and Gu Laoliu appeared in front of him, facing him, walking over.
Tails took one look and knew he was exposed, so he planned to turn around and walk back.
As a result, a sack fell from the sky, was placed directly on his head, and then came down with a "short stick".
The person fell directly to the ground.
"Uen, are you a little too harsh..."
"Don't worry, young master. Every time I slaughter a sheep, I knock it unconscious first and then bleed it. If I knock the sheep to death, the mutton will not taste good..." Wu En explained with a smile.
"This is a human, not a sheep!"
"I feel the same way..." Wu En said weakly and uncertainly while carrying the wooden stick.
