Seeing Yang Feng being released on the spot in the rearview mirror, Jiang Xinyu was secretly amused. It seemed that Kako Nakamura was also afraid of taking responsibility. On the other hand, he deliberately angered him, which may have had some effect.
"Ring ring ring!"
Early the next morning, the phone rang three times, then stopped abruptly, and five minutes later it rang twice more before being hung up again. Jiang Xinyu glanced at the clock on the wall, and it happened to be seven o'clock.
His original plan was that if there was a fire in the garrison's munitions warehouse, the scene would be extremely chaotic. The underground party members would pretend to be water dragons to put out the fire. They would get a hidden trap in the car in advance, and there would be a high chance of escaping a box of firearms.
Normally, a large amount of hay will be stuffed into the box containing new guns to prevent the guns from scratching each other, so there are usually 28 guns in one box.
If it is an old gun, there is not so much care when packing it. It is common to pack forty guns in a box. The Dawang Township guerrillas just need forty guns. Even if there is an error in the quantity, it is basically enough.
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Now it seems that there is no need for the "Water Dragon Team" to appear. They can just blow up the oil barrels and set the warehouse on fire. This is on the one hand to encourage the confidence of the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians. The other most practical function is to cover the underground party's smooth delivery of firearms out of the city.
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Hongqiao Police Station.
Jiang Xinyu was carrying a paper bag in his hand, which contained five or six steaming vegetable buns.
"Good morning, Section Chief Jiang."
"Good morning."
"Xinyu, haven't you had breakfast yet?"
"Yeah, I just bought two steamed buns. Can you try two?"
"No, no, I've eaten..."
Jiang Xinyu greeted every police officer he knew, walked to the anti-smuggling department on the second floor, took out his key, opened the door and walked in. He took out a bun from a paper bag and just took two bites.
As soon as the door of the room rang, Lei Ban opened the door and walked in. He took a bun unceremoniously and said while eating: "Xinyu, I heard that your investigation of the case has gone to Dagu?"
Jiang Xinyu picked up the thermos bottle, poured a cup of hot water, and said, "What's wrong? Do you have any objections?"
"I have a stupid opinion...Aren't you afraid that the Dagu Anti-Smuggling Department will cause trouble for you?" Lei Ban grabbed the water glass and took a sip.
Jiang Xinyu took out another cup, poured another cup of water, and said: "I am doing this for official business, why are you afraid of any trouble? You came to my place early in the morning, and besides eating my steamed buns, you came to tell me about this?"
"I came here to borrow Guibao's place to sleep for a while. It was too noisy over there at the Sheriff's Office, so I couldn't sleep at all," Lei Ban said.
"I slept during working hours. What did I do at night? Oh, I know, I must have gone to Qiuyue Tower again." Jiang Xinyu took out cigarettes, lit one himself, and threw one to Ray-Ban.
"Qiuyue Tower...I haven't been there for a while..." Lei Ban said while fiddling with his cigarette.
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said: "Are you tired of the old, or did Xiao Taohong run away with some young man?"
Lei Ban said with a frown on his face: "Xiao Taohong told me to either marry her or stop looking for her... Xinyu, do you think this was Wu Laizi's idea? To force me to pay for the ransom."
"I don't know, don't ask me, you should ask your little Taohong." Jiang Xinyu flipped through the official documents casually.
"Alas..." Ray-Ban let out a long sigh and stared at the roof in a daze.
Jiang Xinyu glanced at him and said, "Since you didn't go to Qiuyue Tower, why are you still so listless?"
"The Japanese require the household affairs department to register foreigners. The police chief of the jurisdiction must cooperate with this matter, so that if he encounters a suspicious person, he can arrest him at any time. Yesterday, the investigation was carried out until eight o'clock in the evening. When he got home, it was already after midnight!
"Ray-Ban complained.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Is it because I'm not good at math, or did you drink too much? I checked at eight o'clock and got home in the middle of the night?"
Lei Ban lit the cigarette in his hand, took a deep puff, and said: "It's so hard to talk to you! I caught a few suspicious people in the process and took them to the police station for interrogation for a long time. Then I went home, and it was not until midnight."
Really! You omitted a few words and you can’t understand it?”
"Are you omitting a few words? You are gasping for breath! ... Who was arrested?" Jiang Xinyu asked seemingly casually.
Because he knew that Hexi Street was now under the jurisdiction of Ray-Ban, and Yang Feng happened to live in the Jixiang Hotel on Hexi Street. Could Yang Feng be among the suspects arrested?
Lei Ban thought for a moment and said: "Uh... there is a smuggler of salt, a businessman, and another one who said he is Japanese. When he came back and examined it carefully, he turned out to be a rebel smuggled from South Korea!"
"Your work this trip was not in vain. You actually caught Korean rebels."
"Yes, Director Wang said that he will be escorted to the gendarmerie in the afternoon, and I am waiting to receive the reward!"
"Smuggled salt, rebel... What did that businessman do?"
"That guy used someone else's good citizen certificate. He said he lost his certificate... lock him up for now, wait until I get some sleep and then deal with him! Don't disturb me, I'm so sleepy..." Lei Ban said with a yawn.
"The dove occupies the magpie's nest, who of us is disturbing the other?" Jiang Xinyu threw a newspaper over.
"Chief Jiang, please be more considerate to your brother..." Lei Pen picked up the newspaper and covered his face. Within a minute, he started snoring.
Jiang Xinyu thought for a while, stood up and walked out of the Anti-Smuggling Department, gently closed the door behind him, then quickly went downstairs, exited the office building and walked towards the prison behind.
He wanted to confirm whether the arrested businessman was Yang Feng!
The prison guard's room was very warm, and two policemen were chatting. Jiang Xinyu opened the door and walked in.
The guard quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Chief Jiang."
Jiang Xinyu said: "Where is the prisoner Lei Pen caught last night?"
"Temporarily detained in Cell No. 25."
"Take me to see it."
"yes."
Because criminals who smuggle salt will eventually be handed over to the Anti-Smuggling Division, it is not surprising even if someone knows about it.
Arriving at the prison gate, the guard took off a bunch of keys from his waist, picked out the largest one, and opened the copper lock on the door. The heavy iron door was slowly pushed open, and a damp, moldy smell hit his nostrils.
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The prison, which can accommodate hundreds of people, has only a dozen heaters, and with iron doors and iron windows allowing ventilation from all sides, the temperature is not much better than outside.
There are cells next to each other on both sides of the passage. When passing one of them, a bearded guy threw himself on the iron door, grabbed the railing with both hands, and shouted: "Officer Jiang, Officer Jiang!"
"Who are you?" The light in the prison was dim. Jiang Xinyu was still a little uncomfortable when he first came in. He didn't recognize who this person was for a while.
"It's me, Ma Hui from Hongqiao!" As if seeing a savior, Ma Hui hurriedly arranged his messy hair so that Jiang Xinyu could see clearly.
This guy is a habitual criminal. He comes in almost three or five times a year. However, because the crime is minor, he will be released after ten and a half days in jail.