Suddenly, dense gunshots sounded on Masinan Road.
This scared Su Chende.
He stood up suddenly.
"Where is the gun fired?"
"Director, I heard that the sound came from Masinan Road." The subordinate listened carefully and said.
"Young mom, you're so despicable!" Su Chende cursed in anger, looked at the closed door of the church unwillingly for a few glances, threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, stepped on it hard, "retreat!"
With Su Chende's order, the people of the Central Commission for Discipline immediately scattered.
Cheng Qianfan walked in the stairs.
He stopped, unbuttoned the buttons of his tied shirt, and rubbed his hair randomly.
I subconsciously glanced outside, but I saw "Mei Wuming" pulling out a letter-like letter from my body from the window at the corner of the stairs. I looked around and didn't know where to hide it for a moment.
"Idiot." Cheng Qianfan cursed in his heart.
...
A man rushed out of the corridor, and while running, he tied the buttons of his shirt, but he happened to run into Su Chende.
Both of them fell to the ground immediately.
"I'm blind, get out of here..." Su Chende cursed.
Then he was grabbed by someone and fisted in front of him, "Side-Ren Mom, Side-Ren Mom, hit me!"
Cheng Qianfan punched and kicked the man on the ground.
Su Chende arched his body, tried his best to protect his face with both hands, screaming, and he felt even more angry. He made a move and thought of touching the gun.
"Brother Fan!"
"Brother Fan!"
A mess of footsteps came.
The man kicked Su Chende again and then stopped.
Su Chende narrowed his eyes and looked through his fingers. He was surprised to find that the man in dishevelled clothes who was still wearing buttons was Cheng Qianfan, the deputy general manager of the Central Police Station of the French Concession.
He immediately covered his face, screamed and begged for mercy, and did not dare to make any other abnormal movements.
"Where did the gun be fired?" Cheng Qianfan asked while tying the buttons.
"Masi South Road." Hou Pingliang reported.
"If you have a mother on your side, you can't be at peace for a day." Cheng Qianfan cursed, "What's going on over there now?"
"The gunshots stopped, and some ordinary people who watched the fun moved far away." Hou Pingliang said.
Citizens in Shanghai are already very experienced in this kind of shooting case, and citizens who love to watch the fun have already mastered the tricks of when they can watch safely.
Hearing this, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" immediately showed his heroic spirit and courage, and said indignantly, "I want to see which one has eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, and dares to commit murder on my territory."
As he said that, he waved his hand, "Brothers, come with me."
"Brother Fan, who is this guy? How to deal with it?" Hou Pingliang pointed to the man who was so scared that he dared not move.
"A idiot who doesn't have eyes for walking." Cheng Qianfan said, and then went up and kicked him again, "Keep two days."
Mei Wuming's panicked behavior is very likely to attract suspicion. He just found an excuse to keep him in a few days, but he just avoided the search and investigation for a while.
"I understand." Hou Pingliang looked at the man on the ground and knew it in his heart.
He naturally understood the meaning of "Guan Two Days" in Brother Fan's words.
The man was wearing a suit and ties, his hair was shiny and shiny. When the fly flies were flying up, he looked like a rich man.
Why two days off?
Nothing else, a large amount of bail was extorted.
Two policemen suppressed the "unlucky" Mei Wuming, and "Mr. Xiao Cheng" also headed to Masi South Road under the escort of his men.
Just by the side where Cheng Qianfan beat Mei Wuming, there was an iron fence of the sewer. Under the iron fence, in the deep sewer, a letter was quietly soaked in the sewer.
...
Masi South Road.
Cheng Qianfan had a gloomy face and he stared at the car covered with dense bullet holes for a long time.
The driver in the driver's seat was lying on the steering wheel, the windshield was broken, the driver's face was covered in blood, and he saw that he was not alive.
The rear seats are half open, and the passengers in the car are lying on the seats and looking from the back, it looks like a hornet's nest.
Four corpses, four short guns, and two foreign cars that were crooked and scattered on the ground.
Hou Pingliang glanced at the license plate and then looked at the deceased in the back seat.
"Brother Fan, it is Zhou Wenrui, the director of the Shanghai Finance Bureau, who died." Hou Pingliang walked back to Cheng Qianfan and whispered.
"Ce's mother." Cheng Qianfan felt a big head, cursed angrily, and then sneered, "It's okay."
Hou Pingliang knew why Brother Fan cursed.
If this is a person with an ordinary identity, even a nouveau riche will not cause much trouble.
If you are a well-known person, it will be more troublesome.
But a well-known person with a special identity like Zhou Wenrui... or to be bluntly, the trouble caused by the killing of a well-known traitor like Zhou Wenrui is relatively smaller.
This is why Brother Fan said 'It's okay'.
Zhou Wenrui is a traitor.
The traitor was killed.
Who killed?
The answer is obvious, it must be done by Chongqing.
This is broken.
As for the arrest of the murderer, the police station will definitely pursue him at all costs.
"Oh."
"Master."
The crying voice disturbed Cheng Qianfan, and he frowned and looked over.
Half of the old Xu girl was spread on the ground, holding a handkerchief in her hand, crying like a cry.
"It's Mrs. Zhou." Hou Pingliang said, "The Zhou Mansion is not far from here."
"Send Mrs. Zhou back first, don't affect our investigation." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"yes."
"Wait a moment."
Hou Pingliang ran back again.
"It's really regrettable that Director Zhou was killed." Cheng Qianfan looked sad, "There's one thing that is strange. Why can the gunman grasp Director Zhou's whereabouts so accurately?"
"Brother Fan suspects that there are thieves in the Zhou Mansion?" Hou Pingliang immediately understood.
"I can't say it well, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs." Cheng Qianfan sighed with emotion, "Inspecting strictly, you must never let go of any doubt."
He glanced at Mrs. Zhou, who was still crying, and his eyes were full of compassion. "Tell Mrs. Zhou that Cheng would be the murderer who was trying to kill Director Zhou at all costs."
"I understand."
Hou Pingliang still understands it instantly.
Zhou Wenrui had only one son, and his son Zhou Yuanming was far away in Peiping and served in Wang Keming's Provisional Government of the Republic of China.
Before Zhou Yuanming returned to Shanghai, the Zhou Mansion was a piece of fat meat.
Brother Fan said at all costs, Hou Pingliang estimated that the price was worth at least thirty big yellow croakers.
"Director Zhou is a noble man." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took a sip, glanced at Zhou Wenrui's body, and exhaled a faint smoke from his nose, "This eucalyptus is a big eucalyptus, so you must do it with your heart."
Hou Pingliang understood again that he was because he had a small and superficial situation. Brother Fan was awakening him.
Director of the Finance Bureau, I have long heard that Zhou Wenrui is accustomed to plundering money in order to please the Japanese...
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