The Ford sedan was driving rapidly, its destination was Yihe Cotton Factory. In addition to Xu Siqi and Zheng Zheng, there were also Zhang Huan and two uniformed patrol officers in the car.
Zhang Huan was secretly happy. There were so many police chiefs in the patrol room, and Inspector Xu ordered his general. At the very least, it was a sign of extra trust.
While waiting at the red light at the intersection, a black car passed quickly.
"Hey, Boss Wan's car."
Zhang Huan casually said that he had been working in the concession for many years and knew the cars of some big shots.
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...
A tram came over.
The tram track is laid in the middle of the road. As long as the shadow of the tram is seen, the traffic patrolman will manually switch the signal lights to allow the tram to pass first.
A Dodge car came quickly, its tires scraped against the asphalt road and made a screeching brake sound. The car almost hit the tram.
When Xu Siqi passed the intersection, he glanced at the people in the Dodge. The man in the passenger seat turned out to be Zhang Azheng, who had just been released from prison on bail.
Zheng Zheng also saw it and said with a smile: "As soon as Wan Xiangsheng's car passed by, Zhang Xiaolin's men followed. It doesn't look like they happened to pass by by chance, right?"
"Even if you happen to pass by, there is no need to drive like a risk. I guess the driver tried to get in front of the tram, but failed." Xu Siqi replied.
Zhang Huan said: "I remember that when the tram was first opened in the concession, there was an accident on the main road. A car hit the tram. The scene was so tragic that the car was almost smashed into pieces."
"What about the tram?" asked a patrolman.
"The tram is as hard as a tank and nothing happens."
"real or fake?"
"Go home and ask your father, then you will know whether what I said is true or false..."
After a slight pause, Zhang Huan moved forward and said, "Inspector Xu, do you want to remind Wan Xiangsheng?"
"Remind what?" Xu Siqi asked.
Zhang Huan was immediately speechless.
In fact, everyone is well aware of these gang fights.
As long as something hasn't happened yet, even if you guess the possible consequences, without evidence, you can only watch helplessly.
Wan Xiangsheng was born in Hongmen, and he was a well-known figure in Shanghai where there were many gangs.
Just like what Du Wenlong said, the Qinggang Hongmen were originally a family, they were all branches of the Tiandihui back then, and their founders worshiped Chen Jinnan.
What the patrol room can do is never take sides and try to control the situation in the concession.
He himself felt that Zhang Huan's suggestion was in vain. The police station was not someone's bastard and had no obligation to do such a thing.
Moreover, even if Wan Xiangsheng was notified, the other party would still hesitate to say whether he would appreciate the favor or not. He might even think that Zhang Xiaolin had bribed the police to set up a trap.
Ten minutes later, the Ford sedan stopped in front of Yihe Cotton Mill.
Everyone got out of the car, and Zhang Huan and the patrolman led the way. They were all wearing patrol uniforms. The guard opened his mouth but did not dare to stop him. He quickly picked up the phone and notified the steward.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a beard quickly came out of the office building. He looked at Xu Siqi and the police officers and said, "I, Sakai Kizo, am the general manager of Yihe Cotton Mill.
Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
He spoke broken Chinese, and his pronunciation sounded extremely weird.
Xu Siqi said in Japanese: "Someone came to the patrol room to report a crime, and we came here specially to investigate the case."
Listening to the other party speaking fluent Japanese, Sakai Kizo asked tentatively: "Are you Japanese?"
Sakai Kizo's eyes flashed: "It turns out that you are Inspector Xu, a name I have admired for a long time. I wonder what case Inspector Xu is here to investigate this time?"
"Is Chen Feng a worker at Yihe Cotton Factory?"
"Yes."
"That's what we're here for."
"But, this matter..."
"The case reported by Chen Feng's mother."
Sakai Kizo's face darkened and he said slowly: "That old guy is greedy and just wants to get more compensation. This accident has been concluded for a long time. I don't understand, what else can be investigated!"
Xu Siqi said: "The patrol office has official business. Since the victim has reported the case, the necessary procedures must still be followed. Therefore, please cooperate with Mr. Sakai."
Inspector Xu's humble attitude made Sakai Kizo somewhat relax his vigilance.
Besides, he has no right to interfere with the patrol room's investigation.
Furthermore, almost a month has passed since Chen Feng was accidentally electrocuted, and nothing can be found out at all.
"Well, I hope you won't interfere with the normal production of the factory."
"certainly."
Xu Siqi smiled slightly, turned around and ordered: "Zhang Huan, go to the bleaching and dyeing workshop and ask Chen Feng's workers to find out what happened that day."
"yes."
Zhang Huan led two police officers and walked towards the bleaching and dyeing workshop.
Sakai Kizo thought for a moment and said to the subordinates on the side: "Section Chief Nakamura, stay with Inspector Xu. I will go to the workshop to see if the workers will not cooperate with the investigation."
"yes."
Nakamura is the head of the product section of Yihe Cotton Mill and is mainly responsible for product quality inspection.
Watching Sakai Kizo go away, Xu Siqi looked around and said, "Seriously, let's not be idle. Let's go and take a look at the scene of the incident."
The two walked in front, including Nakamura, followed closely by people from Yihe Cotton Factory.
He solemnly whispered: "Siqi, why do I feel that Chen Feng's incident may not be an accident."
"What's the reason?" Xu Siqi asked.
"Normally, if it is an accident, Sakai Kizo, as the general manager, can just send his subordinates to deal with it. Why should such a thing have to be done personally?"
"You're right, there must be something fishy about this..."
The office building is a typical Japanese architectural style and looks like a castle from a distance.
The second floor is mainly an office area, and middle-level cadres and above in the spinning mill have their offices on the second floor.
It may be because of worries about accidents caused by accidental water leakage. There is a power distribution room on the first floor, so there is no bathroom on the second floor.
Arriving at the door of the power distribution room, Nakamura took out the key, opened the door, and turned on the indoor lighting.
The power distribution room has an area of at least 20 square meters, and all electrical facilities are made in Germany. Even if ultra-high-power equipment is connected, the load will be no problem.
Xu Siqi looked around and asked: "Chief Nakamura, is the power distribution room always locked?"
"No. It wasn't locked before. After the accident, the general manager requested that the power distribution room must be locked to avoid another tragedy." Nakamura replied.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and then asked: "Where did Chen Feng's accident happen?"
"Over there." Nakamura pointed to the No. 2 power distribution cabinet at the door.
"Why did he enter the switch room?"
"Maybe he had an urgent need to urinate. The corridor light was broken at night. He might have gone to the wrong place and thought this was the bathroom..."
The bathroom and the power distribution room are right next to each other, so it's not impossible to make a mistake in the dark environment.