After coming out of the garrison headquarters, Jiang Xinyu felt a little disappointed. Today's meeting was mainly about improving military discipline and did not mention the returning regiment.
Back at the station, as soon as he got out of the car, Ma Keming came up to him quickly and said in a low voice: "Captain, Zhang Jinbiao needs to see you for something."
"Where is he?"
"At the winery."
"Did he leave a message?"
"I kept him because he was in urgent need of help."
Jiang Xinyu thought for a moment, handed the meeting minutes to Ma Keming, and said, "Send them to the confidential room for me to archive."
"Yes." Ma Keming took the meeting minutes, turned around and hurried upstairs.
Nominally, Zhang Jinbiao was Jiang Xinyu's informant. In fact, Ma Keming knew more or less that the captain had business dealings with Zhang Jinbiao, and their relationship was extraordinary.
Nowadays, officials who don't make money are very rare. If you see through this kind of thing but don't tell it, everyone just thinks they don't know, let alone their immediate superiors.
Jiang Xinyu got into the car, turned around and drove out of Yanjin Station, heading towards 18th Street.
He knew in his heart that if it was not a particularly important matter, Zhang Jinbiao would not be able to call Ma Keming. He had repeatedly asked him to use commercial radio as much as possible to contact him.
Half an hour later, Jiang Xinyu's car drove into 18th Street.
After more than a year of development, Zhang Jinbiao's winery has become quite large. He rented a spacious courtyard, hired seven or eight workers, and was able to produce at least twenty boxes of fake wine every day.
A small amount of these wines entered the market, and most of them were sold to American soldiers. Although the taste may not be exactly the same as real wine, the price is cheaper.
The door to the winery was closed. Jiang Xinyu got out of the car, walked to the door, and knocked on the door knocker.
After a while, Zhang Jinbiao's voice came from the door: "Who is it?"
"Me." Jiang Xinyu looked around and found out that the place Zhang Jinbiao chose was not obvious, but it could deceive others.
The courtyard door creaked open, and Zhang Jinbiao let Jiang Xinyu in and said, "Boss, you're here, I'm going to die of anxiety!"
Jiang Xinyu asked: "What happened?"
Zhang Jinbiao sighed and said: "Oh, forget it...Nov is injured!"
"is it serious?"
"It's extremely serious. If I don't have surgery, I'll probably have to go to the West tonight."
"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you rush to the hospital!"
While talking, the two of them entered the upper bedroom, which was also a warehouse. There were bundles of empty wine bottles everywhere, as well as a large number of brand-new foreign wine brands.
Someone was groaning in pain on the bed in the back room. Zhang Jinbiao said impatiently: "Nov, can you please stop screaming? I won't die for a while!"
Jiang Xinyu stepped into the back room and saw Ivanov lying on the bed, gauze wrapped diagonally on his right chest, and the bed was stained with blood.
"Why is the injury so severe?" Jiang Xinyu turned around and asked Zhang Jinbiao.
Zhang Jinbiao said with a grimace: "Gunshot wound! As you know, the hospital does not dare to treat gunshot wounds without a certificate from the police station. I have no choice but to call you..."
Ivanov knew Jiang Xinyu and knew that he was a senior official in the government. He struggled to sit up and gasped: "Sir Jiang, please help me, it hurts too much."
Zhang Jinbiao said angrily: "This is all the good deeds of Golden Tiger. When I get over this, I will have to settle old and new accounts with him!"
"Is it Ivanov who was injured by the golden tiger?" Jiang Xinyu asked.
"It's not the Golden Tiger, it's me..."
"Did you shoot Ivan?"
"That's what happened to me. A few days ago, Golden Tiger bought goods from me, saying that he had sales in Peiping and would never compete with me for business. But the grandson didn't keep his word and all the goods he bought were sold to American soldiers.
, cheaper than what I sell!”
"This is vicious competition, and it will only get worse..." Ivanov said on the bed.
Zhang Jinbiao said to Jiang Xinyu: "So, when I got angry, I cut off the supply of goods to him! It was fine at first, and Golden Tiger didn't react at all. Today, Nuofu and I were going to Xiyingmen Ferry, and five people suddenly rushed out on the way.
There were six masked men with knives. When I was anxious, I opened fire, but my marksmanship failed and I accidentally injured Nove..."
Ivanov shook his head and sighed, obviously dissatisfied with his companion accidentally hurting him.
Jiang Xinyu understood that it was not only a gunshot wound, but also Zhang Jinbiao's accidental injury. It was unclear when he arrived at the police station.
As long as there is a certificate from the Operation Captain of the Security Bureau, any hospital will admit Ivanov.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Hel Ivan into my car and I will take him to the hospital!"
"I'm just waiting for your words!" Zhang Jinbiao hurried to help Ivanov.
Worried about dirtying Jiang Xinyu's car, Zhang Jinbiao first stuffed a quilt into the back seat, then helped Ivanov into the car, and said comfortingly: "Nov, I'll take you to the hospital right away, you won't die.
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Jiang Xinyu originally planned to send Ivanov to the Army Hospital. When he was approaching Minister Road, Jiang Xinyu changed his mind temporarily. He turned the car around and drove towards the Kohler Clinic.
"Boss, where are we going?" Zhang Jinbiao looked around.
Jiang Xinyu held the steering wheel, looked forward, and said: "Kohler Clinic."
Zhang Jinbiao said: "Is the clinic... okay? Nov's injury is not serious."
Ivanov coughed twice and said in a weak voice: "Dr. Kohler's medical skills are no problem... going there is better than the hospital..."
Zhang Jinbiao looked back, wiped the blood on Ivanov's face, and said: "You are foreign devils who believe in foreign devils, so I will send you to the Kohler Clinic. If you can't be cured, don't blame me!"
"How could it be possible? We are partners..." Ivanov forced a smile. The pain caused by the wound made it difficult for him to speak.
A few minutes later, the car slowly stopped in front of the Kohler Clinic.
Jiang Xinyu did not get out of the car immediately, but said to Zhang Jinbiao: "One more thing is worse than one less thing. When I enter the clinic later, don't tell me that I am from the Secrecy Bureau."
Zhang Jinbiao said in surprise: "Then...can the doctor operate on Nov?"
"Doctors are kind-hearted. If you ask the doctor carefully, it should be about the same. If he insists on refusing, I will reveal my identity again!"
"Okay, I listen to you!"
Jiang Xinyu knew very well that even if Wu Jingrong did come to see Dr. Kohler, he would have gone back long ago after such a long time, and it would not matter if he bumped into him.
Jiang Xinyu already knew what happened on Qingnian Road. He learned from Liu Deli that it was Dr. Kohler who performed the surgery on Lao Ruan.
It was a good thing at first. Ever since he discovered that Wu Jingrong had a close relationship with Dr. Kohler, Jiang Xinyu was somewhat worried. What kind of unknown secret was there?
Nowadays, Lao Ruan is still recuperating in the city. Their photos are posted at the station and dock. He can't leave for a while. He can only wait for the wind to pass before trying to find a way to leave Yanjin!