Since a large number of people and journalists were watching, the original plan had to be revised. Chen Zikun urgently ordered the engineers to move out and build a simple observation deck. The military camp had ready-made wood and labor. Building a platform was not like playing, and it took less than half an hour to build the observation deck.

The cigarette removal site was in the open space on the riverside. A large pit had been dug in square meter. A two-meter-high wooden platform was built next to it. There was a small incident when Chen Zikun invited the reporters to come on stage to watch the ceremony. An old man in his sixties and seventies walked out of the crowd with two dolls and insisted on kneeling and kowtowing to Chen Zikun. The reporters asked and found out that the old man had a son who was a rickshaw. He was beaten to death by a hooligan drunk the previous year. The case was sued until last month. The murderer was still at large. Just a few days ago, the murderer was shot by the law enforcement team of Chen Dashen. The old man brought two grandsons to thank the Dashen.

Chen Zikun was surprised and was also deeply relieved. It turned out that he was not useless to crack down on gangsters. He wiped out hundreds of gangsters and gangsters, and always promoted the public security of Shanghai. He showed his favor in front of countless eyes and personally helped the old man up. He asked the adjutant to take fifty dollars and stuffed it into the old man's hand and said, "Old man, don't worry, as long as I, Chen Zikun, are in Shanghai for one day, these villains will not have a chance to make a comeback!"

The applause was thunderous again, and many students' slaps were red.

After the reporters took their place, the cigarette disposal ceremony began. The soldiers brought out 4,000 kilograms of opium, tore open the packaging on the spot, and found out that they were the right person. The spotlights on the stage flashed.

Opium was thrown into the pit, and three trucks of lime poured in. Then a company of soldiers shuttled back and forth, pouring water with wooden barrels. The lime heated up when it encountered the water and bubbles appeared. The opium was churning in the lime mortar. The citizens watched quietly, but their hearts were stormy.

The citizens who came to Wusong to support Chen Zikun today either suffered from opium or suffered from gangs. Chen Zikun's ban on smoking and crackdowns were the biggest beneficiaries, as well as a large number of patriotic students, and they were also strong fans of Chen Zikun. There was no idea where the news came out that Chen Dashuai was also a May Fourth Youth, and he burned Zhaojialou back then, and now Wusong dispelled cigarettes, and he was simply an idol-level figure.

Under the gaze of thousands of citizens, the opium was burned down. Chen Zikun felt unsatisfied and was about to say a few words. Suddenly Xue Bin came in a hurry and whispered: "Boss Li called and said that a French passenger ship was carrying a large number of opium to Shanghai. The ship was named Saigong, and it was this morning!"

Chen Zikun was shocked and said, "Is it reliable?"

“It’s true.”

"You go and prepare the speedboat, we are here to inspect the foreigners' ship today."

"Get orders!" Xue Bin went there excitedly.

Chen Zikun turned to the reporters and said with a deep pain: "Friends, I just received a piece of information that the French ship Saigon was about to enter the Wusong Waterway. This ship carries a large number of opium from Annan. It has been nearly a hundred years since the Opium War, but our motherland is still poisoned by foreign opium. As far as I know, there are still many tobacco shops in the concession that are still open and poisoning our citizens. It is because foreign ships are still transporting opium to Shanghai. They think I dare not investigate them. I, Chen Zikun, will make an example today and check the foreign ships!"

The reporters were shocked. This Marshal Chen was really brave and dared to investigate foreign ships, which would definitely cause diplomatic disputes. Maybe the foreign Marines would be dispatched.

Seeing Chen Zikun's posture seems to be playing real, the reporters are certainly unwilling to give up such good news. Several newspaper reporters did not bring their cameras and scratched their heads in a hurry. Fortunately, there was a phone call in the military camp, so they quickly called the newspaper and asked someone to send the cameras to come, saying that there was the most important news this year to be filmed.

The incident of Mr. Chen was about to investigate the foreign ships and quickly spread among the onlookers. The citizens who had already seen the cigarettes and planned to go back immediately stopped leaving. How could such a hot drama be missed?

Li Yaoting's information is really not Gad. The Saigon ship did arrive at Shanghai Port today. It is a Panama-based passenger and cargo dual-purpose offshore ship with a displacement of 1,500 tons and ten years of age. The captain is Pierre. He is a Frenchman born in Saigon. In addition to the first mate, the crew are all Chinese and Annan.

The Saigon took a fixed route, from Shanghai to Saigon, and stopped in Hong Kong, and traveled twice a month to transport passengers' mail and goods. One of the long-term bulk freight contracts was to help Shanghai Sanxin Company transport drugs, transport the poppy rough processing products from Annan Real Estate to Shanghai, and then transport the heroin extracted from the Shanghai factory back to Saigon and forward to Paris to supply those high-end European addicts.

The boat had already entered Wusongkou and would be able to reach Shanghai Shiliupu Pier in another half an hour. The wind was cold and Pierre put on a thick tweed coat. It was still midsummer when he set out from Saigon, but it was mid-winter when he arrived in Shanghai. Pierre didn't like the cold, just as he didn't like China.

He looked at the direction of the city with a telescope, but found that there were a large number of people near Wusong Fortress. He stood on the shore and didn't know what he was looking at. According to his own experience, there was no Chinese festival recently, and God knew what these people gathered to do.

Suddenly the first mate came to report that it was Wusong Fortress telling the Saigong in flag language and stopping the ship to inspect.

Pierre picked up the telescope and looked over. Sure enough, someone on the fortress called the flag saying that this meaning was.

"Are these Chinese guys crazy? They actually want to check a steamship flying the French flag, keep moving forward, and ignore them." Pierre was furious.

"Captain, look," the first mate shouted, pointing to the water.

Four speedboats were driving over by the wind, one of which was sailing in front of the Saigon route. If it did not slow down, it would inevitably hit.

"Go ahead at full speed," Pierre ordered.

The order was passed to the engine compartment, and the Saigon increased its horsepower, and the chimney spewed out black smoke, the bow of the ship plowed the white wolf, and drove forward fiercely.

What Pierre did not expect was that the soldiers on the speedboat were not the Landrail Army, but the Hunjiang Long Zeng Jiao and his subordinates who had extremely rich experience in water robbing. Although there was no precedent for robbing a thousand-ton ship, this did not cause the hardworking and brave water expenses. Zeng Jiao hooked the gangway of the Saigon with a flying tiger claw, and rubbed it onto the deck. He dug out the two box cannons, and the ship speed immediately slowed down.

The Saigon was forced to slow down and sail away from the channel and approach the river bank. Chen Zikun took the reporters onto the ship and made a request for the inspection to Captain Pierre with righteousness.

Pierre was so angry that the Zhong** Valve actually wanted to check a French ship. Don't they know that the ship is equal to territory?

"I protest against your barbaric behavior and reserve the right to pursue it to the end. I want to remind you that this is the French ship, and you are now standing on French territory." Pierre waved his fists and was vigorous.

The first mate stuttered and wanted to translate Pierre's words into Chinese, but the young Chinese general with golden shoulder stamps asked in a fluent Paris accent French: "Please show your ship registration certificate and navigation log."

Pierre was stunned. In order to save costs, the ship was a Panamanian, which was strictly not a French ship. Anyway, the Chinese don’t understand this. As long as they see yellow-haired and blue-eyed people, they think they are foreigners. It’s so foolish. Who knew that they met someone who knows what they know today?

He started to cheat, and while making trouble, he asked someone to send a telegram to ask for help. The passengers on the boat came out to watch the fun. The boat had a small tonnage and the cabin was not luxurious. Most of the people riding were overseas Chinese and Annan people who went to Shanghai to make a living. They were all yellow-faced and dark-eyed, and looked at Chen Zikun and the French captain with a numb expression.

Pierre did not dare to take out the ship registration certificate, and no one was willing to help him. The Frenchman's harsh nature was exposed and he said, "Okay, I'll ask you to check it, but you can't find out opium, so you need to compensate me for my losses and apologize in person."

If the reporters were not present, Chen Zikun would have been slapped, but due to his image, he had to agree to send troops to search the warehouse. However, these soldiers could not find the door of the warehouse. Not to mention these soldiers from rural children, even Chen Zikun could not figure out which was the engine compartment, the cargo warehouse, and the coal warehouse.

Pierre winked, and the first mate took Zeng Jiao and the others to the passenger luggage compartment. After searching, he naturally found nothing.

Chen Zikun was a little out of the way, and the reporters looked at each other, and Pierre said proudly: "Genius General, I need your written apology and financial compensation."

"Let's go." Chen Zikun was about to get off the boat when he suddenly saw a teenager blinking at him, and his heart moved, saying, "Boy, do you seem to have something to say?"

The little waiter said, "I really don't know where the opium is hidden."

Chen Zikun laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, you can take me to find opium, I will reward you with 500 oceans, find you a school to go to school, and you will not have to be bullied by foreigners from now on."

The waiters on the international route were knowledgeable. Although they were only in their teens, they were also very talented. The little guy immediately made a choice and betrayed the owner. He led Chen Zikun and others to find the entrance of the warehouse. The law enforcement team went in and searched. Sure enough, they found a large amount of opium, and the French sign was printed on the box. The reporters took a series of photos of it. Pierre's face turned pale and could not speak.

Chen Zikun ordered the captain involved to be detained, the opium was confiscated, and the ship was handed over to the first mate to drive away. Seeing his majestic appearance, the reporters and passengers applauded at the same time. Many Chinese were moved and burst into tears. After living for so long, they had only seen foreigners bullying Chinese people, and had never seen Chinese people enforce the law on foreigners' territory. This time they were considered to have opened their eyes.

Although the citizens on the shore were not sure what was happening on the boat, they heard applause and cheers, and boxes of cargo were moved out of the bottom cabin, and they could guess what happened and cheered with it. The wind was cold, but everyone's heart was hot.

Lin Wenlong and the whole school came. A young male teacher in high spirits led the students to shout slogans: "Check out opium and defeat the bully!"

The students waved their little arms, and their tender voices followed, but there was a young girl's voice mixed in between. The male teacher looked over and found a girl in her early twenties standing in her student team. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She walked over and introduced herself, "My name is Han Letian, and she is a teacher at Zhenhua Primary School."

The girl stretched out her slender hands: "Hello, Teacher Han, my name is Lin Wenjing, and I am Wenlong's sister."

Han Letian hurriedly said: "Wenlong studied hard, had good grades, and actively participated in Boy Scouts' activities. He is a good child."

Lin Wenlong, who was begging her classmates, was bragging.

Chen Kai said: "Military Chen is so majestic. Foreigners are afraid of him. I will ask my father to take me to the military camp to play tomorrow."

Lin Wenlong curled his lips and said, "What's so great? Marshal Chen is Alah's brother-in-law."

Teacher Han only talked to Lin Wenjing and didn't hear Lin Wenlong's words.
Chapter completed!