Zhang Badou couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
This Inspector Hua has some skills, and he actually figured out the purpose of his trip.
This is good, as it eliminates the remaining worries in my heart.
He calmed down and said, "Inspector Xu, I would like to ask, how much is your monthly salary?"
Xu Siqi frowned and said, "Why are you asking about this?"
"I know a little bit about the income of patrol officers. I heard that foreign patrol officers have the highest salary, followed by Japanese and Indian police officers. Even if you are a Chinese police inspector, your salary... is probably about the same as that of a foreign patrol officer, I guess.
, it won’t be more than 100 yuan, right?”
"Zhang Badou, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Five thousand yuan. As long as you raise your hand, you can get five thousand yuan!"
"Oh, after talking so much, it turns out you want to bribe me."
"Inspector Xu, let me tell you something you don't want to hear. With your salary, even if you don't eat or drink, you will have to save five thousand yuan for at least five years, right? Besides, who doesn't know the tricks of the patrol room?
Thirty or fifty years old, you can turn black into white. Let’s not talk about far away, let’s talk about nearby. If someone is sentenced to death by hanging on patrol, why should he be released again? It’s not like he spent money.”
"There is another hidden story behind the case, and it's not as dirty as you think..."
The case mentioned by Zhang Badou refers to Putuo Patrolman Fang Yinping Singh's rage, and he killed his colleague Bawasin who was trying to strengthen his wife.
According to the laws of the British Concession, Singh was sentenced to death as a matter of course.
Death row prisoners in the British Concession were all hanged.
It is said that the reason why executions were not used was mainly based on humanitarian considerations.
"The body of the deceased is intact, minimizing the grief of the family members", which fully reflects the hospice care of a civilized society.
On the day of the execution, the executioner controlled the handbrake of the torture instrument, and Singh, with a rope around his neck, slowly rose into the air.
In less than a minute, he would suffocate to death.
Just then, an accident happened.
The rope suddenly broke, and Singh fell heavily to the floor in mid-air, causing a bloody head injury.
After an investigation afterwards, the cause of the accident was finally found out.
The I-shaped gallows has very sharp edges and corners, and ropes weighing more than 100 pounds are hung there. The ropes rub against each other during the descent, causing the ropes to break.
However, according to the laws of the British Concession, the death penalty can only be executed once.
As a result, Singh was lucky to escape, and his sentence was commuted to life imprisonment and transferred to India to serve his sentence.
"Detective Xu, how are you thinking?" Zhang Badou asked expectantly.
"no."
"..."
"If you get caught, I'll be in trouble too."
"How is it possible? God knows this and there is no third person present. What I mean is that there is no proof. Even if I am caught in the future and I confess you, you will kill me and refuse to admit it. In Britain,
It’s not you who has the final say on the concession’s one-third of an acre..."
"I have the final say? You think too highly of me. In the eyes of ordinary people, Detective Hua has a high position of authority. Above me is the chief detective, above the chief detective there is the director, and above the director there is the public affairs bureau. In order to
A mere five thousand yuan..." Xu Siqi shook his head gently.
Although he refused the bribe, he turned off the safety of the pistol and lowered the muzzle of the gun.
Before that, the gun had been pointed at Zhang Badou.
See this scene.
Zhang Badou was secretly happy.
In his view, this was a sign of a turnaround.
He suddenly became energetic and said: "Inspector Xu, if you think it's too little, let's discuss it again... Do you think this will work? How about seven thousand yuan?"
"Where did you get so much money?" Xu Siqi asked.
Zhang Badou chuckled: "You don't have to worry about this. I guarantee that within three days, you will get a penny of the seven thousand oceans. I will give it to you with both hands!"
Xu Siqi hesitated for a while and said, "Ten thousand yuan."
"What?"
"I want ten thousand yuan."
"You also..."
"If it's too much, forget it."
Zhang Badou said with a grimace: "It's not that it's too much, the problem is, I can't even get out 10,000 yuan by selling iron..."
Xu Siqi said: "Those Soviets have the support of the consulate, and they may have fled back to Mosko. You said you did not kill anyone, who can prove it? In addition, let me remind you, this case is too big, if you can't catch
As an accomplice, you are the only one who can bear the burden. Is ten thousand yuan a lot for a life? When you enter the hanging room, you will think that this price is very reasonable."
At the mention of the hanging room, the muscles on Zhang Badou's face twitched.
Some people don’t want to live, but no one is not afraid of death.
The eternal truth.
Zhang Badou weighed and weighed it again and again, and finally said fiercely: "Okay! I promise you, ten thousand is ten thousand!"
He then added: "This money must be exchanged for one thing."
Xu Siqi's eyes flashed: "What is Li Yuanwu hiding?"
"That's right."
"Oh, I see, you found a buyer."
"hey-hey……"
Zhang Badou was very proud.
He firmly believes that as long as the money is available, nothing can be accomplished.
A typical villain's heart.
Many people are like this, subjectively making analogies and assuming that others will agree with their own values.
Xu Siqi said calmly: "I don't care who the buyer is, I only care about how I can get the money."
Zhang Badou said: "As long as you find something, you can trade it today. Under your nose, are you still afraid that I will run away?"
"Trading in the British Concession?"
"certainly."
"Where is the thing?"
"exist……"
Zhang Badou rolled his eyes and said, "Inspector Xu, you won't regret it, will you?"
Xu Siqi said: "Do you have any choice?"
Zhang Badou was speechless.
He really had no choice but to believe in Xu Siqi's character.
He thought for a moment and said, "If my guess is right, it should be related to this dog."
Xu Siqi was very curious. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for the patrol room to release photos of the deceased. What was the basis for Zhang Badou's guess?
Zhang Badou gave the answer: "Your internal information can be purchased on the black market. The price is one hundred yuan."
Xu Siqi suddenly realized.
All forces are paying attention to this case, and internal information related to it is naturally put on the shelves.
After more than half a month of hard thinking, Zhang Badou finally cracked the secret of the weird gesture.
He is a telecommunications professional himself and is particularly sensitive to issues in this area.
The case file is not a top-secret document, and everyone inside the patrol room has the opportunity to obtain copies of the photos.
Therefore, it is not an easy task to find out the identity of the leaker.
Zhang Badou turned his attention to the doghouse.
He and Xu Siqi thought the same thing. Since the thing was not on the dog, it could only be found in the kennel.
He knelt down and looked at the kennel attentively.
Xu Siqi walked over slowly, stood behind Zhang Badou, reached out and picked up a brick on the ground, and slapped it hard.
Zhang Badou didn't say a word and fell on the snow...