There is a square cardboard box on the desk, which contains Zhou Qingshan's personal belongings.
The investigation process is extremely tedious, including every correspondence, which must be read carefully in the hope of finding clues.
Zhou Qingshan's briefcase is also in the cardboard box. This is the physical evidence handed over by Zhabei Police Station.
Zhou Qingshan's wedding ring and watch were all missing.
It also included 1,200 silver dollars, which was originally the principal and income of a client’s investment in stocks.
Judging from the current situation, it looks more like a premeditated murder. In the Zhabei area where gangs are rampant, similar incidents occur one after another.
Hua Kezhi's purpose was very clear. He deliberately took away Zhou Qingshan's personal belongings in order to create such an illusion and try to avoid endless investigations by the patrol room.
It is better to reduce one trouble than to add one.
The items in the briefcase are very fragmentary, including the door key of Yingbai Office, half a pack of 555 brand cigarettes, matches, a blue phone book, business card holder, and some miscellaneous receipts.
The others were nothing, but one of the bills from a pastry restaurant in Milan caught Xu Siqi's attention.
ino coffee, a tiramisu.
The bill totaled 1 yuan.
The time is November 27, 2:20 pm.
Milan Pastry is an Italian-style Western restaurant, also located on Xiangua Street outside Nanshi, only a hundred meters away from the Chinese Theater.
According to what Ah Quan said, Zhou Qingshan was dining at a pastry in Milan during the time when Jiang Bin and the spy were meeting.
Obviously, the crow is someone else.
…
evening.
No. 63, Waixiangua Street, Nanshi.
Under the neon lights, the four characters "Milan West Point" are particularly eye-catching.
About twenty meters away is a bookstore called "Wen Cui", and further ahead is the Chinese Theater.
Xu Siqi visually measured the distance and roughly guessed the whole story.
When Jiang Rumeng followed Waixiangua Street, Zhou Qingshan suddenly turned around and walked back, scaring her so much that she hid in Wencui Bookstore.
By the time she came out of the bookstore, the target was nowhere to be found.
So, she followed up with the Chinese Theater.
Logically speaking, a dimly lit movie theater is indeed an ideal place for a secret meeting.
Even if it were Xu Siqi, under the circumstances, he would have thought that Zhou Qingshan had entered the Chinese Theater.
This was quickly confirmed.
The Zhabei Police Department also noticed the bill and sent people to the Milan Pastry Restaurant to inquire about the situation.
According to the restaurant waiter's recollection, Zhou Qingshan ate alone that day, from 2:20 to 2:50, which took about half an hour.
The reason the waiter remembered it so clearly was because the customer tipped him two cents.
Coincidentally, Jiang Bin also spent half an hour at the Chinese Theater.
…
Warren Road.
Yingbai Office.
Ning Zhicheng and Yu Xiaoman were relatively speechless.
The ashes in the ashtray are the telegrams I just received.
The message contained two things, informing Zhou Qingshan’s true identity and ordering Yu Xiaoman and Ning Zhicheng to relocate immediately.
Ning Zhicheng sighed: "I never expected that the person I trusted the most would be a Kuomintang spy..."
There is a Parker pen in the pen holder on the table, which was a birthday gift from Yu Xiaoman to Zhou Qingshan.
Yu Xiaoman was silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the pen and threw it into the wastebasket.
Ning Zhicheng hurriedly got up and walked over, picked up the pen from the wastebasket, wiped it carefully, and said: "Such an expensive pen has never been used once, how can it be thrown away... By the way, Xiaoman
, you went to the patrol room early in the morning, right?"
"Um."
"What did they say?"
"It's basically determined to be murder for money."
"This is the best, it saves a lot of trouble... Xiaoman, pack up quickly, we will leave here right away."
I gave the cleaner a severance package and told her that the office was temporarily closed. The reason was quite good. The boss was suddenly killed, so the office naturally couldn't continue to operate.
Twenty minutes later, Ning Zhicheng and Yu Xiaoman each picked up a suitcase and left in a hurry.
As evening approached, a large number of patrol officers, led by Detective Russell, surrounded Ying Bai Office.
Almost at the same time, Ning Zhicheng's residence was also searched.
Obviously, this is information provided by the Secret Service.
…
Hongkou Patrol Room.
Inspector Xu's Office.
"That is to say, Zhou Qingshan is from the Secret Service?"
"Yes."
"Where are Yu Xiaoman and Ning Zhicheng?"
"They are all Communists."
"It seems that Zhou Qingshan's death was not a simple murder for money..."
"My identity was probably exposed, and the Communist Party members took action. Otherwise, Yu Xiaoman and Ning Zhicheng would not have had to escape. Oh, these are the exact words of Station Commander Zhou."
"People just ran away right under our noses..."
Xu Siqi shook his head helplessly.
He solemnly said: "This is a secret mission from the headquarters. Jiang Bin has been in charge of it before. The webmaster has just learned the inside story."
"Since Zhou Qingshan has been exposed, the patrol room should be notified immediately to arrest him."
"The incident happened in Song Park. The case was taken over by Zhabei Police Station. By the time Jiang Bin got the news, it was too late..."
Tuk Tuk!
There was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Enter."
"Inspector Xu, your letter."
The patrolman put down the letter in his hand, turned around and left.
He took a solemn glance at the envelope, and it was signed "Hongqiao Police Station, Tianjin Special City" and said, "Hey, it's a letter from Tianjin? Who is it?"
"It must be Wang Shen..."
Xu Siqi opened the envelope.
"I advise you to avoid associating with such people."
"Why?"
"Wang Shen's second sister, Wang Dongmei, do you still have any impressions?"
Xu Siqi recalled it and said: "The one with big eyes and two dimples when smiling?"
"right."
"What's up with her?"
Xu Siqi asked casually while reading the letter.
"Wang Dongmei has a red tendency!"
"You are talking about the time when you were studying, right? It's understandable. When you are young and ignorant, and your thoughts are immature, it is indeed easy to do some irrational things. I remember that in September 18th, didn't you follow me everywhere and shout slogans?
Really? The principal later said that the organizer was a member of the Communist Party."
"I am young and ignorant, but Wang Dongmei is not."
"It's all good, she's only two years older than you..."
"Siqi, don't be careless. The Secret Service has strict laws. It's best to keep a distance from such people."
"Even if Wang Dongmei has red tendencies, what does it have to do with Wang Shen?"
"My sister has red tendencies, how can I not affect my younger brother?"
"Is it that serious?"
"Absolutely!" Zheng Zheng looked serious.
Xu Siqi put down the letter, took a sip from the tea bowl at hand, and said, "If you say so, it will be a bit troublesome."
"What's wrong?"
"Wang Shen said in the letter that his cousin is coming to Shanghai and asked me to help him find a job in the patrol room. Do you want to help him or not?"
"Which cousin?"
"Do you know Li Chenglong?"
"I don't know. Wang Shen has seven aunts and eight aunts. There are more than forty cousins in Tanggu, Jixian, and even Peiping. Does Wang Shen think that just one person can be
As a patrol officer, you might not even be able to pass the interview!"