Now that it is autumn, the weather has gradually turned cooler, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is especially obvious. As the saying goes, one autumn rain and another cold, and it rained all night last night, causing the temperature to drop suddenly.
Tongdeshun is a famous opium shop in Yanjin City. It not only sells traditional opium products, but also sells all kinds of new products, such as white flour, morphine, Kuaishangkuai, water honey pills, etc., with more than a dozen varieties.
A policeman walked into the opium den. He was of medium build and slightly thin. His appearance was not considered handsome among men, but he had an indescribable calmness between his brows, as if he was always unfazed by honor or disgrace.
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His name is Jiang Xinyu, 26 years old, from Jiangshan, Zhejiang Province. He is a police sergeant at the Hongqiao Branch of the Yanjin Police Department. Tong Deshun falls under his jurisdiction.
In fact, Jiang Xinyu has another identity. He is an intelligence agent of the underground party buried in the Japanese and puppet government departments, codenamed "Scabbard"!
When I heard that Jiang Xinyu was coming, the person in charge hurriedly came out to greet him: "Officer Jiang, if you need anything, you can just call me. Why bother to go there in person..."
Jiang Xinyu looked around and said, "Where is Zhang Jinbiao?"
The steward breathed a sigh of relief: "Look for Brother Biao. I will take you there. He is in the VIP room No. 7."
Jiang Xinyu waved his hand: "Go ahead and go find him myself."
"That's alright. If you need anything, just say something and I'll be right there."
The steward thought, when Officer Jiang left later, he would have to pay ten yuan as a token of appreciation.
Arriving at the door of Room 7, Jiang Xinyu pushed the door open and walked in. The room was filled with light smoke. Zhang Jinbiao was lying on the bed, closing his eyes to relax, with a large smoking gun beside his pillow.
Hearing the door ring, Zhang Jinbiao said impatiently: "Xiao Liuzi, didn't I tell you, don't disturb my purity, get out!"
Jiang Xinyu: "Biaozi, who are you talking to?"
Zhang Jinbiao opened his eyes and saw that it was Jiang Xinyu. He immediately sat up and slapped himself gently: "It's Officer Jiang. Look at my dirty mouth. Is he really the one who deserves a beating?"
Jiang Xinyu looked at the big smoking gun: "Why, are you ready for this?"
Zhang Jinbiao chuckled: "It's time to relieve your boredom... Officer Jiang, why don't you try it too?"
Jiang Xinyu waved his hand: "Thank you, I'm not interested in this. You'd better touch it less. It's not good for your health."
"I stayed up late playing cards last night and took a few sips to refresh myself... What do you want me to do?"
"It's a bit troublesome. I can't come forward. Please go and help me."
"You are so outrageous when you say that. If you hadn't taken me out of prison, I would have sent a bullet to see the King of Hell. If anything happens, just give me your order and I promise to shoot wherever you tell me!"
"Do you know Yongtai Teahouse on Hexi Street?"
"I know, the one opposite the Foreign Devils Church."
"right."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Yongtai Teahouse is in arrears with security fees and is not active in offering copper or iron. We must give them a little show! You can bring a few people over at noon to make the teahouse lively and lively... Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhang Jinbiao rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I understand, are you just looking for trouble to cause trouble? Officer Jiang, don't worry, we can't do anything else well. We are best at this kind of thing!"
Jiang Xinyu nodded and said: "Be careful and don't make things too big, especially don't hurt anyone. At one o'clock in the afternoon, I will bring people to the scene on time, so you have to leave early..."
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Hexi Street, noon.
There are at least 50% of the guests sitting in Yongtai Teahouse. Some are talking about business, some are chatting with friends, some are passing by to rest, and there are all kinds of people.
Sitting by the window was a man in a gray Chinese tunic suit. He was about thirty years old. His eyes were bright and he looked smart and capable.
A young man hurriedly walked in, sat on the chair opposite him, and whispered: "The situation is basically clear."
"explain."
"That Lieutenant Colonel's name is Takagotsubo. He is a special envoy appointed by the Emperor of Japan to inspect the so-called new order of the Co-Prosperity Sphere in North China. Yanjin is the first stop of his trip."
"sure?"
"Sure!"
"Who is with him?"
"He's a follower of Takagotsubo, and his name seems to be Kamedane... Oh, Kameda Kanesaburo."
"The Emperor's special envoy... actually took only one entourage and walked through the streets of Yanjin in a grand manner. It is simply too arrogant!"
"According to past habits, after having lunch, Gao Viet Bao would ride a horse and pass by Yongtai Tea House. What should we do?"
"...Brothers, are you ready?"
"Ready."
"Well, when Gao Yuebao comes, pay attention to my gestures and be ready to act at any time!"
"Yes! I'll inform them right away!"
A few minutes after the young man left, Zhang Jinbiao and four guys wearing hats crookedly walked into the teahouse.
Seeing that this was something he couldn't afford to mess with, the waiter hurriedly came up to him and said, "Hey, some gentlemen, please come in."
Zhang Jinbiao looked around, sat down at a nearby table, and said, "I like the excitement, so I'll sit here."
"What kind of tea do you guys want to drink?"
"Have a pot of Mingqian Longjing, uh...are the snacks fresh?"
"Don't worry, all the snacks in the store are supplied by Siyuanxiang. I guarantee there will be no problems."
"A plate of each snack, and other melon seeds and dried fruits... take a look!"
"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll be here soon."
After a while, a pot of fragrant tea was served, and then snacks and dried fruits were placed on the table one after another like water.
"Sir, please take your time." The waiter bowed and stepped aside to greet other guests.
Zhang Jinbiao picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, frowned, then picked up a piece of snack, tasted it, threw it on the table, and winked at several of his subordinates.
The men understood, and one of them slapped the table and shouted: "Man, come here, come here!"
The clerk came over quickly and asked: "What are your orders?"
Zhang Jinbiao glanced at him and said, "What kind of tea did you serve me?"
"Mingqian Longjing."
"Shit! Don't you think I've never had good tea?"
"Sir, this is really Mingqian Longjing. It was shipped from Hangzhou last week."
"It's okay if you take worthless tea and pass it off as Mingqian Longjing. Let me ask you, do you use it to deceive people even if the snacks are moldy?"
"This... this is even more impossible. Early in the morning, when Siyuanxiang delivered the goods, the snacks were still warm. They must have been made that day, and they are not adulterated at all..."
"Still talking harshly to me!"
Zhang Jinbiao slapped him with his backhand. The man was hit so hard that he staggered back a few steps. He covered his cheek and said with a trembling voice: "You, why are you hitting someone..."
Zhang Jinbiao snorted coldly: "Hitting you is easy. Today I will make your memory long! Come on, hit me!"
The four men immediately grabbed the teapot and teacups and threw them on the ground randomly, "Bah!"
There was chaos in the teahouse, and the guests stood up and hid one after another.
The shopkeeper picked up the phone and dialed the number of the police station: "Hello, is this the police station? Someone is making trouble at Yongtai Teahouse on Hexi Street..."
Zhang Jinbiao came over and grabbed the phone with his hands, and said viciously: "Call the police? Don't you want to open your own teahouse?"
Shopkeeper: "Don't mess around. I handed over a greeting card to Mr. Yuan Sanye from the Qinggang..."
Zhang Jinbiao glanced at the clock on the wall. The time was almost one o'clock. He knew that he should retreat, otherwise he would bump into Jiang Xinyu later, which would not end well.
"Okay, for the sake of Sanye Yuan, let's forget it for today! ... Let's go, let's go!"
Zhang Jinbiao called his men out of the teahouse, got into the alley and walked away.
"beep--"
"beep--"
A few minutes later, sharp whistles sounded on the street, and a dozen policemen rode bicycles to the door of the teahouse.
Jiang Xinyu got out of the car and walked into the teahouse. He looked at the mess and asked, "Who is the shopkeeper?"
"I am, I am."
"How is this going?"
"There were a few gangsters who made trouble just now and made my place a mess."
"Where are the people?"
"Ran."
"How long have you been running?"
"About, probably about ten minutes."
"Tell me what happened..."
Zeng Che, the head of the Yanjin Station in a gray Chinese tunic suit, looked calm as usual at this moment, but he was actually very anxious inside because there were suddenly more than a dozen police officers on the street, and the assassination of Gao Yuebao had to be suspended.
In recent years, Zeng Che personally arranged and participated in the dozens of assassinations of traitors and Japanese invaders that took place in Yanjin. Because he rarely failed, he was highly regarded by Director Dai.
A few days ago, Zeng Che received intelligence that the special envoy of the Japanese Emperor was likely to come to Yanjin. If he could wait for an opportunity to get rid of him, he would severely suppress the arrogance of the invaders!
The most important thing is that the opportunity to take action is too rare. Gao Yuebao may have been deceived by the superficial prosperity of Yanjin, so he does not bring any guards with him every time he travels.
The military monitors the Japanese, and the Communist Party also monitors the Japanese, but for different purposes.
The Japanese have a salt factory in the western suburbs. The annual output of refined salt exceeds 30,000 tons, all of which are shipped to Japan. Salt has always been the most scarce material in the border areas.
Last night, under the cover of heavy rain, the underground party secretly produced two large trucks of salt through internal and external cooperation. In order to prevent a long night and a lot of dreams, they had to transport it out of the city before dark.
If the military commander assassinates Gao Yuebao, no matter whether the operation is successful or not, he will definitely be alerted, and the whole city will be under martial law and manned. When the time comes, it will be even harder to transport the salt out of the city.
So no matter what, we must stop this action of the military commander!
Jiang Xinyu asked Zhang Jinbiao to go to the place where the military commander set up an ambush to cause trouble, and he would dispatch the police at the right time. In this way, he was equivalent to "protecting" Gao Yuebao, so that the military commander would not dare to act rashly!