As soon as the door rang, Platoon Leader Hu pushed in, looked at the people present, and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, this is a routine inspection. Please take out your IDs!"
A young lieutenant dared to barge in without even knocking on the door. Wu Jingrong was very unhappy, his face darkened, and he said: "Who asked you to come in? Get out!"
Platoon Leader Hu did not dare to make a mistake. The other party must have had a lot of background when he spoke so arrogantly. He said politely: "Sir, we are just doing a routine inspection..."
"It's not your turn to investigate here, let your superiors do the talking!" Wu Jingrong said impatiently.
"Okay, wait a moment!" Platoon Leader Hu endured his anger, turned around and walked out.
Wu Jingrong put on a smile, picked up the wine glass and said: "Mr. Wang, let's continue, please!"
At this time, Bai Jumin was in the restaurant. Hearing that Platoon Leader Hu had been kicked out, he said, "Come on, take me to see who has such a big score!"
When he came to the private room on the second floor and saw Wu Jingrong sitting there, Bai Jumin hurriedly said: "Deputy station manager, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here, sorry to bother you!"
"Wait a minute!" Wu Jingrong felt strange, how could the people from the Intelligence Department get involved with the army?
"What other orders do you have?"
"What happened?"
"Communist Wei Zhongwen escaped, and we are investigating nearby."
"Oh...I know, go and do your work."
"yes!"
Bai Jumin withdrew and quickly checked the restaurant. There was nothing suspicious. He said, "Platoon Leader Hu, how is the situation on the street?"
"Cards have been set up at every intersection. According to Director Feng's order, not only documents but also personal belongings are checked," said Platoon Leader Hu.
"Team Leader Bai, Director Feng wants you to come over!" A policeman ran over and said.
After such a big incident, Feng Qingshan did not dare to neglect and immediately notified the police station, asking them to send a brigade of police officers to coordinate with the security team to set up checkpoints nearby.
At this moment, Feng Qingshan was squatting on the side of the road, talking to a shoe shiner. Bai Jumin came quickly and said, "Director, are you looking for me?"
Feng Qingshan signaled him not to speak, and said to the shoemaker in a pleasant manner: "Go on, the car stopped, and where did it go?"
The shoemaker's eyes flickered and he hesitated: "Sir, I was shining shoes for customers, but I didn't pay much attention to it. There were so many cars on the street..."
Feng Qingshan took out his wallet, took out a stack of large banknotes, stuffed it into the shoemaker's hand, and said, "If you think about it again, a car that big is not too far away from you, so it should be impressive.
"
When he saw the money, the shoemaker's eyes lit up. He quickly put the money into his arms and said, "I remembered, the car stopped, and a man wearing a mask got out of the car. He opened the front hood of the car."
Feng Qingshan and Bai Jumin looked at each other, thinking that the car must have broken down, otherwise Lao Liu would not stop the car for no reason, let alone open the hood.
He knew very well that he couldn't be harsh at this time. If the shoe shiner got angry and made random remarks, it would easily lead the investigation astray.
The purpose of the shoemaker is to get money, and he cannot care who the other party is. Usually when the police handle cases and need informants temporarily, they will spend money to hire people like them.
"People wearing masks opened the hood of the car and looked at it for a while, then closed it again, then got in the car and started to drive again..." The shoemaker imitated the sound of the car engine.
"The car drove away?" Bai Jumin couldn't help but ask.
The shoemaker wiped his hands on his apron and said firmly: "Yes, let's drive off."
Feng Qingshan said: "Where did it go?"
"That." The shoemaker pointed to the small northbound road.
Bai Jumin was stunned, looked at Feng Qingshan, who was frowning, and said: "Director, what's going on? If there is no problem with the car, why did they go north?"
Feng Qingshan did not answer him and said to the shoemaker: "You mean, the driver got in the car and drove north?"
"That's not wrong, it's true!" The shoemaker thought for a moment, slapped his thigh suddenly, and said: "Oh, by the way, as soon as the person wearing the mask got in the car, Officer Zhang also got in the car. After a while,
Yes, the car will leave."
"You damn thing didn't tell me earlier!" Bai Jumin scolded angrily.
The shoemaker shrank back, looked at Bai Jumin timidly, and muttered: "I thought, I thought they were all together..."
Feng Qingshan urged: "Which Officer Zhang?"
"Officer Zhang from the prison came to my place yesterday to shine my shoes. He paid me a lot of money."
"Jinbei Prison?"
"Yes, that's right."
"What's his name?"
"Then I don't know."
"how does he look like?"
"He's tall, a head taller than you, with a mustache..."
Bai Jumin said anxiously: "Director, send someone to chase you quickly, maybe it's still too late!"
Feng Qingshan shook his head and said: "It's been delayed for so long, it's too late."
He knew very well that the Communist Party had carefully set up a trap. How could it be possible for him to catch up after such a long time...
After pondering for a long time, Feng Qingshan said to the shoemaker: "You just said that you thought Officer Zhang and the driver were together. Why do you think so?"
The shoemaker said: "I heard Officer Zhang calling the driver to call him Lao Liu..."
"What did Officer Zhang say?"
"He said, Lao Liu, I'm sorry, I got you some medicine."
"How did Lao Liu answer?"
"I didn't hear it. Anyway, it was Officer Liu who got into the car, and he didn't stop him."
Feng Qingshan ordered: "Bai Jumin, take people to Jinbei Prison immediately to find a very tall prison guard named Zhang with a mustache!"
"Yes!" Bai Jumin called several guardsmen and hurried to Jinbei Prison.
Within a few minutes, Bai Jumin brought the warden Jia Yuan over and said, "Director, I found out that Officer Zhang's name is Zhang Jiaping and he has disappeared."
Jia Yuan knew the seriousness of the matter and said with a grimace: "Director Feng, what did you say? I didn't expect that there were Communists hiding around me. Alas, it's the fault of the oversight."
Feng Qingshan asked: "Is Zhang Jiaping really a prison guard?"
"Yes. However, he was just transferred yesterday. Who would have thought that something like this would happen!" Jia Yuan said angrily.
"Where did it come from?"
"Daku Prison."
"Transferred here yesterday... what a coincidence! Bai Jumin, go and find out immediately who transferred Zhang Jiaping to Jinbei Prison. That person is probably his accomplice!"
Jia Yuan looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Director Feng, in my opinion, this matter may have nothing to do with the Communist Party..."
Feng Qingshan's eyes flashed and he said suspiciously: "Why do you say that?"
"That, that..."
"explain!"
"The person who brought him here is me..."
"you?"
"Director Feng, I didn't expect him to be a communist...I promise that all the money collected from him will be left to your disposal!" Jia Yuan said in a low voice.
"Bastard!" Feng Qingshan was furious and raised his hand to slap Jia Yuan in the mouth.