At the desk by the window, a policeman was sitting on a chair, talking on the phone with a smile on his face.
He wears a police uniform with his arms open and has a yellow line and two stars on his collar. According to the current police rank system, he is at least a 12th-level commissioned police officer.
In the Wusong Town Police Station, the 12th-level police rank is already quite high, and the last one is above the rank of sergeant.
A police officer walked over and said respectfully: "Inspector Wang..."
Inspector Wang immediately covered the phone and said impatiently: "Don't you see that I'm busy? Just wait and go!"
The police officer retreated shyly.
When he came to Xu Siqi, he said: "Our detective is busy, just wait."
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and walked towards Inspector Wang.
At this moment, Inspector Wang had put on an amiable smile and said to the phone: "I have been here in Wusong Town for three years, and I have almost the same experience. Inspector Xu has only been here for a little more than two years and was transferred last month.
After returning to Shanghai, why am I stuck here? The most important thing is that I want to send Quanzi to a missionary school. There are all private schools here and there are no schools that teach foreign languages. Director Yan, who can be transferred or not?
, it’s not a matter of a word from you. When it’s done, I’ll give you a big thank you..."
We talked on the phone for more than five minutes, and then hung up with Inspector Wang thanking him repeatedly.
He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
He looked at Xu Siqi on the side and asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Siqi took off his hat and said politely: "My surname is Xu, and I am from the Hongkou patrol house in the British Concession..."
"Keep your fucking voice down, it's so noisy!" Inspector Wang turned around and shouted.
The room was quiet for a while, and soon a new round of quarrel started.
Inspector Wang spread his hands and said helplessly: "We're here, this doesn't look like a police station, it's almost like a fucking vegetable market. Oh, Inspector Xu, please sit down."
Xu Siqi was not polite, pulled out a chair and sat across the table.
Inspector Wang lit a cigarette, puffed out smoke slowly, and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Xu Siqi said: "Recently, there have been several disappearances in the concession, and most of the missing persons are young women who work in dance halls. We suspect that it is probably the work of gang members. After a period of investigation, it has been found that women are abducted and trafficked in Wusong Town.
Won't……"
Detective Wang lowered his face and said coldly: "Wusong Town has always had good public security, so where did the abduction and trafficking of women come from? Inspector Xu, the rumors are not credible."
Xu Siqi smiled: "Regardless of whether it is true or false, since this statement exists, we must verify it."
In terms of fighting crime, the Chinese community and the concession have the same goals and they have common interests.
Because of this, the two sides have carried out joint operations many times.
The request made by Xu Siqi is reasonable and reasonable.
Detective Wang said: "Missing persons cases are not under my control. You go to the security team next door to find Chief Huang. All such cases are in his hands..."
"I heard that a female body was found on the beach."
"Your patrol office is quite well-informed. Yes, this is what happened."
"Can I see the file?"
"Can."
Xu Siqi didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
This guy has a negative attitude and seems unwilling to cooperate.
Detective Wang opened the filing cabinet, pulled out a file bag, and pushed it along the table.
Opening the zipper of the document bag, there are only two thin pages of information inside.
Fortunately, there are some photos of corpses.
Even though it was a little swollen from being soaked in water, you can still make out its general appearance.
The deceased was indeed Sugawara Eda.
There was a terrible cut at her throat.
There is no doubt that this is the fatal injury!
The villagers, including the young man A Liang, were relatively far away and did not see the stab wounds on the body.
"Realgar, please be more honest! Squat down!"
a police officer scolded.
A man in green who was squatting glared at a guy with a mustache.
The mustachioed man squatted on the ground and looked at the man in Tsing Yi named Realgar with a smile.
They belong to different gangs.
An hour ago, the two sides gathered in the street to fight with weapons.
The realgar cousin was the most seriously injured. He was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife and was sent to the town hospital for emergency treatment.
The mustache had just made fun of this matter, and Realgar was so angry that he flew into a rage on the spot.
Detective Wang glanced at it and didn't take it seriously at all.
This situation is commonplace and not surprising.
The police officer asked: "Where is the guarantor of the realgar?"
Another police officer said: "It was still coming just now..."
"Is Mu Huaifu here? Come and sign. Okay, the guarantor is not here. Next one." The police officer asked and answered himself.
Xu Siqi thought about it.
What a coincidence.
I actually met Mu Huaifu in Wusong Town.
Counting the police, prisoners, and the sureties who came to provide security, there were almost thirty people in the Criminal Division office at the most.
When Xu Siqi came in, people kept coming in and out.
He didn't notice that Mu Huaifu was also there.
now.
In the bathroom on the second floor, Mu Huaifu stood sideways in front of the window, watching the Ford car gradually go away.
In the criminal department on the first floor, Xu Siqi just came in.
Mu Huaifu quickly slipped out.
He didn't want to meet anyone he knew in Wusong Town.
The less trouble, the better.
A rickshaw puller in the concession went to Wusong Town to act as a guarantee for a gang member.
It sounds a bit unreasonable.
Returning to the criminal team on the first floor, Mu Huaifu quickly came to the police officer and said with a smile: "Officer, my surname is Mu, I am the guarantor of Realgar. The bail has been paid. Look..."
The police officer looked expressionless, pointed at a thick book, and said, "Sign."
Mu Huaifu picked up the pen and signed his name.
The police officer took one look and said, "You can leave."
Detective Wang had a cigarette in his mouth, one leg resting on the table, and said: "Realgar, you've come in twice, right? I tell you, it's only three things. If it falls into my hands again, it won't be enough for 30 yuan."
It's done! The hospital just called, your cousin can't die, don't worry."
Realgar remained silent.
Mu Huaifu bowed from a distance: "Thank you, Inspector Wang, thank you, Inspector Wang."
After coming out of the police station, we walked along the road for a while.
After looking around and seeing no one around, Realgar said, "Comrade Huaifu, I'm sorry."
Mu Huaifu had a gloomy face and said nothing.
After walking three times and two times in the alley, I came to the door of a private house.
Realgar took out the key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and the two of them entered the house one after the other.
Mu Huaifu looked at each room before saying, "Fortunately I came in time, otherwise, I would have thought you were missing."
Realgar took the thermos bottle, poured a bowl of hot water and put it on the table.
Silently is sitting on a stool.
Mu Huaifu said: "Let you stay in Wusong Town to develop new people, not to let you fight with those ruffians!"
"They injured my brother, and I was there at the time. I couldn't just watch, right?" Realgar said defensively.
"You shouldn't go!"
"If I don't do this kind of thing like hanging out in a gang, no one will care about me in the future..."
"You can make an excuse."
"I……"
"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. Pack it up and come back to Shanghai with me."