"Reporting to the office, through the investigation during this period, the gang problem is the main reason for the chaos and disorder of Zhabei. Evil cases occur frequently. The slightly affluent class will choose to leave Zhabei and settle in the concession. This situation is accumulating day by day.
Since then, Zhabei has become synonymous with slums."
"Do you have any good ideas?"
"In view of the despicable position, if we want to change this situation, we must first regulate the police department. Anyone found to be derelict in their duties or even colluding with gang members will be fired and will never be hired. Secondly, a few should be caught for doing evil, which will cause great public indignation.
Typical cases of severe punishment serve as a warning to monkeys. For example, Amao on Fuxi Road and Wu Yunfu at Qiujiang Road Long-distance Bus Station."
Boss Dai nodded slightly and said pleasantly: "Very good, I understand the situation... Weilong, this time I transferred you from Nanjing to investigate the public security situation in Zhabei. In fact, it is just a cover. I will treat you differently."
There is reuse!”
Zhou Weilong was stunned and speechless. He had been conducting secret inspections in Zhabei for more than a month, and now Boss Dai said this. Isn't this a waste of time?
Boss Dai saw his confusion and said with a smile: "The purpose of what I do is to familiarize you with the working environment as soon as possible and have a basic understanding of Shanghai. In addition, I asked you to find a few new people and make progress."
Yet?"
Zhou Weilong said: "A total of five people have been developed, and they are still in the investigation period. I will report the list to you later."
"In just one month, we have developed so many people, which is a remarkable achievement. However, remember one thing: you must not let communist elements sneak in!"
"Don't worry, I have done a detailed investigation into their identity and background, including what they have done and where they have been in the past."
"The Communist Party is pervasive and cannot be careless... Of course, I am still very relieved when you do things."
"Thank you Virgo for your trust."
Boss Dai picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, looked at Zhou Weilong for a while, and said: "I am going to let you take over the work of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service. The station chief will also serve as the director of the Intelligence Division, and Weng Guangming will be your deputy and the operations captain.
"
Zhou Weilong showed gratitude on his face, bowed and said, "Thank you Virgo for your cultivation! Weilong must fulfill his duties and do his best!"
Boss Dai opened the drawer, took out a stack of file bags from it, and said: "These are the files of the Secret Service's latent personnel in the concession. You must keep them properly."
"Yes." Zhou Weilong took the document with both hands.
Boss Dai sighed softly: "Nowadays, the Japanese are becoming more and more aggressive. They even dare to grab the territory of Americans. They have created a so-called Japanese Concession in Hongkou. Their ambitions are obvious! Weilong, are you right?
What do you think of the current situation?”
Zhou Weilong thought for a while and said: "I agree with General Wenbai's strategy. Dealing with the Japanese should be divided into three stages. In the first stage, if he hits me, I will not fight back. In the second stage, if he hits me, I will fight back.
In the third stage, I judged that he was going to hit me, so I hit him first!"
Boss Dai nodded: "General Wenbai is a great talent. I completely agree with his views. However, there are also many voices of opposition within the government. For example, Wang Jingwei, Chen Gongbo and others are still dreaming about peacefully resolving the Northeastern issues through negotiation.
…”
The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Weilong stood up to leave.
Back in his office, Zhou Weilong first made a cup of tea, then took the document bag and checked the files of potential personnel one by one.
The content of the file is very detailed, including the member's process of joining the Secret Service, who introduced everyone, contact information, expertise, code name, including the address in the concession, etc.
When opening one of the document bags, Zhou Weilong glanced through it briefly, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and said to himself: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence..."
The document is clearly written: Zheng Zheng, code name Eagle, latent agent of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service, address, No. 330 Foch Road, French Concession...
…………
French Concession.
No. 330 Foch Road.
Zheng Zheng walked around the room with his hands on his hips and said angrily: "These little Japanese guys are so damn stubborn. They have no credibility at all. They just change their minds when they make a decision. This is
Aren’t you deliberately trying to make people laugh? Siqi, if I were you, I definitely wouldn’t let it go!”
Xu Siqi sat on the sofa, weighed the silver dollar in his hand, and said, "For the sake of money, I won't argue with them."
"Sent you away for just one dollar? The dignified young master of the Xu family is worth just one dollar?"
"Otherwise, what else can I do? Can I afford to offend the Japanese? If I really want to use force, I won't be able to take advantage of it. Besides, one yuan is not a lot of money... By the way, seriously, how much does your foreign company give you a month?
?”
"Um, adding all the miscellaneous things together, the total is a little over thirty yuan."
"It's okay, not too much."
"I'm just confused. Based on your conditions, what else can Ito Trading Company be dissatisfied with?"
Xu Siqi picked up the Le Monde he just bought and said while browsing the newspaper: "Maybe they have a better candidate, or maybe there are other reasons, who knows..."
He sat down solemnly, picked up an apple, took a bite, and said vaguely: "Siqi, don't be anxious about work, take your time, tomorrow is a public holiday, I will accompany you around to let you experience
What is the world of flowers and flowers in Shiliyangchang?"
Xu Siqi nodded and said casually: "At noon, there was a shooting at the Chenghuang Temple. Did something happen?"
"...Did you go to the City God's Temple today?"
"No, I heard it on the road."
"Didn't I tell you that the security there has not been very good recently, and the Hongmen and Qinggang gangs often fight in order to fight for territory."
"Oh...what's the date tomorrow?"
"The 16th, the eighth day of the first lunar month."
"If you have time, let's go watch a play?"
"Where can I go to watch a play?"
"Golden Grand Theatre, didn't you see the poster posted at the door, "Roar, China" will be performed for three days starting on the 15th."
"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."
"Who is Wang Guanqiao?"
"ah?"
Xu Siqi handed over the newspaper. The headline on the front page read in bold: Yesterday at noon, a gunfight broke out near the Chenghuang Temple. A suspected Wang Guanqiao was assassinated by an unknown person.
After reading the newspaper solemnly for a while, he threw it on the coffee table and said, "Does the Ax Gang know?"
"heard about it."
"Wang Guanqiao is the leader of the Ax Gang, and the common people call him an anti-Japanese martyr. Siqi, if you encounter people from the Ax Gang in the future, try not to provoke them, they are all a bunch of people who are desperate for their lives."
Zheng Zheng then smiled and said: "However, the Ax Gang are all Anhui people. Maybe they can be accommodating to you because of their friendship with fellow villagers..."