Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
It's almost done.
He picked up his bag, checked the camera, and then slowly closed the office door.
After going downstairs, he started his car and placed his bag in the passenger seat.
I got out of the car and smoked, and made a gesture to go back upstairs.
Then I saw the rickshaw pulling Linda by the door.
His face changed and he cursed.
Get in the car quickly and start the car and leave the yard.
The location of Pete and the White Russian dancer's tryst meeting was at the Asia Hotel on Father King Road, which is Pete's stronghold.
Cheng Qianfan had already calculated all this.
The car was driving slowly, and he observed through the rearview mirror and kept a distance of several hundred meters ahead of the rickshaw.
As he approached the hotel, he started to speed up, braked suddenly, and the car stopped at the entrance of the Asia Hotel.
Cheng Qianfan got out of the car, picked up his bag, and rushed into the hotel in a hurry.
...
Room 301 of the hotel.
Bang bang bang, Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door hard.
"Who?" Peter's angry voice came from inside.
"It's me." Cheng Qianfan shouted.
Peter opened the door and looked at Cheng Qianfan who rushed in, and was a little confused, "Qianfan, why are you here?"
As he said that, he showed a strange smile, "Hi, brother, do you want to..."
Cheng Qianfan was furious and looked at Pitt, who was wearing shorts and a white shirt on it, and was dressed in disheveled clothes, "What are you thinking about? Linda is here."
Pete's face changed immediately.
He rushed into the inner room in a hurry, looking for his pants everywhere.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the briefcase on the ground at a glance, and he kicked the briefcase into the corner under the bed.
Pete, who was wearing his pants in a panic, glanced around with his eyes.
“What are you looking for?”
“My briefcase.”
"It's too late." Cheng Qianfan stomped his feet in anger and handed his car key to Pete. "Go away quickly, be careful not to be hit by Linda, and walk the stairs on the left."
As he said that, he pushed Pete out the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Pete heard the sound of waiters in the distance and the chaotic footsteps.
Pete was frightened and no longer had to look for a briefcase and ran wildly towards the stairs on the left.
He rushed downstairs, ran outside, started Cheng Qianfan's car, and left like an escape.
...
Cheng Qianfan closed the door and walked into the inner room. He saw that the White Russian dancer was obviously lying on the bed and glaring at him.
"This gentleman has agreed to add more money to someone."
"Call!" Cheng Qianfan quickly took off his coat and said.
"What?" The White Russian dancer was stunned.
"Call me!" Cheng Qianfan took out a few fiat coins from his pocket and threw them on the bed.
The Belarus dancer lifted the quilt and didn't mind exposing herself at all. He quickly took away the banknotes and howled the wolf howled.
At this moment, the door was knocked violently.
Cheng Qianfan did not open the door immediately, but waited for more than ten seconds before he looked angry and carried his pants to open the door, "Who is it!"
Then, he was knocked away by the angry Linda and the maid, followed by a helpless waiter.
"Where is Pete?" Linda looked at Cheng Qianfan, who was wearing a disheveled clothes and was wearing a belt, and asked directly.
"Peter?" Cheng Qianfan looked embarrassed, angry, and ashamed, "Peter is in the police room, Linda, what are you doing here?"
Linda ignored him and rushed into the room, and heard the screams of a woman coming from inside.
"Where is Pete?" Linda looked around and asked angrily.
"I said that Peter was in the police station." Cheng Qianfan was also a little angry, looking angry and embarrassed after being knocked out of the "aggressive love".
"There is no good thing for men." Linda glared at Cheng Qianfan and left angrily with the maid.
The waiter glanced at Cheng Qianfan with a strange expression.
"Get out!" Cheng Qianfan cursed unhappily and closed the door directly.
...
When I returned to the inner room, I saw this Belarusian dancer posing, "Sir, let's continue."
Cheng Qianfan wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the woman greedily, but finally shook his head and said, "You go."
The Belarusian woman still wants to act coquettishly. She knows that this young and handsome man is a senior police officer in the police station:
Young and handsome, with status, and most importantly, he doesn't have a wife yet, so he doesn't have to be afraid of being caught.
For those of the Belarusian women who are wandering in Shanghai, if they can hook up, they will be an excellent backer.
"You are Peter's woman now." Cheng Qianfan held the Belarusian woman's waist and glanced at the turbulent waves greedily, putting a few bills on the woman's chest, "You go."
When the Belarusian woman heard this, she understood the young police officer's meaning, so she did not bother her. She put on her clothes, threw a charming look at Cheng Qianfan, twisted her waist and left.
...
After the Belarusian woman left, Cheng Qianfan locked the door directly.
He took out Pete's briefcase from under the bed.
Open it and see how many file bags are inside.
Cheng Qianfan took out the blade, candle, ink and camera from his bag.
Carefully unpack the file bag in turn.
I found the confidential document that Sanbenjilang asked him to steal and quickly took a photo.
Then, the rest of the documents were taken.
Then, he carefully took out the film shell and put it in a pre-prepared dark box, which was double-protected to prevent exposure.
After changing to a new film, this time, I only took the document requested by Sanbenzilang.
After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan began to carefully complete the finishing work, put the documents back into the file bag, restored the seals on the file bag one by one, and then carefully checked it before putting the documents bag back into the briefcase in the order he had remembered.
Then put the camera, blade, candle, ink and other items in your bag.
Before leaving, Cheng Qianfan stopped. He looked at the table and found drops of wax oil.
He carefully scraped off the drop of wax oil with the blade, dipped it in warm water with a towel, wiped it, and then rubbed it gently with his fingers to confirm that there was no trace again.
After checking the room again, he confirmed that there was no problem, and then opened the door and left.
...
Cheng Qianfan left the Asia Hotel.
He quickly walked to a small alley next door, and Haozai was already waiting for him.
Cheng Qianfan handed his bag to Haozai, who packed it in a cloth bag and turned around and left.
The whole process was completed quickly without any verbal communication between the two.
Afterwards, Cheng Qianfan did not leave the alley, but continued to walk along the alley, and walked around several alleys, confirming that no one was following him, and no one here knew that there was a bag missing on him, so he waved to a rickshaw, "Central Police Station."
"Okay, Commander Cheng, please sit down." The rickshaw driver diligently helped him lower his awning.
When he arrived at the Central Police Station at No. 22 Xuehuali Road, Cheng Qianfan took a look at the courtyard and saw his car, showing a smile.
He went straight to the office of the deputy squad leader of the Political Department's investigation squad and saw Pitt with an anxious face.
"For you." Cheng Qianfan handed the briefcase to Pitt.
Pete quickly took it over, opened the briefcase, and saw that the documents were all there, and the order was correct. No one had touched it, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Thank you, thank you, my friend." Peter happily gave a bear hug, "It's really thanks to you this time."
Chapter completed!