Compared to others, Xiaojun had a good impression of Xu Siqi, and he had nothing to hide, so he told everything that happened.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and asked, "Did Qiao Zhendong go to see Mr. Zou?"
Xiaojun shook his head: "No."
"How do you know there isn't one?"
"Brother Zhendong said that Mr. Zou is on a business trip and is not in Shanghai."
"oh……"
"Brother Xu, why are you asking about this?"
"Routine investigation."
"Brother Xu, I swear, we are really not the Communist Party!"
"Everything must be based on evidence. Whether you are a communist or not, I cannot just listen to your words. As the inspector in charge of this case, I have to investigate clearly so that I can explain it to the superiors." Xu Siqi explained seriously.
Xiaojun suddenly realized: "I understand. Only after the investigation is clear can those blue-eyed foreigners agree to release him."
Xu Siqi smiled and said, "That's right."
"Brother Xu, I'm not afraid of your jokes. In fact, I have regretted it for a long time. I want to go home and miss my mother... But, alas." Xiaojun sighed, lowered his head and did not continue.
Xu Siqi understood Xiaojun's emotional changes very well. The feeling of leaving home was not pleasant, especially for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment, took out five silver dollars from his pocket, stuffed it into Xiaojun's hand, and said, "I only have so much with me, just take them all."
Xiaojun looked at the silver dollar in his hand, then at Xu Siqi, and said in surprise: "Brother Xu, what are you doing?"
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "Don't you want to go home? Although the money is not much, it is enough for you to go back to Northeast China. When you get home, don't forget to write a letter to Brother Xu to say you are safe."
Xiaojun looked at Xu Siqi blankly, tears streaming down his face, and he choked and said: "Brother Xu, you and I are not relatives, why do you want to help me?"
Xu Siqi said: "I have a younger brother who is about the same age as you. He was abducted by bad guys ten years ago. As a result, his mother became seriously ill. Since then, his health has become worse and worse... Helping you is like...
It’s like helping my brother.”
"Then, haven't you found it yet?" Xiaojun couldn't help but asked curiously.
Xu Siqi shook his head: "I have no clues. I only know that the trafficker has a Tianjin accent. In order to find my brother, our family moved from Hefei to Tianjin. Unfortunately, we still couldn't find him in the end. After so many years, I think, even if my brother is standing now,
It's impossible for me to recognize him in front of me."
Seeing the bitter look on Xu Siqi's face, Xiaojun felt very guilty and said, "Brother Xu, I'm sorry, it was me who made you sad."
Xu Siqi breathed out, reached out and patted Xiaojun's shoulder, and said: "It's okay, it's all over... You can go back. I estimate that you will all be released within a day or two."
"Brother Xu, I can't take this money." Xiaojun put the silver dollars on the table, and then added: "We have money."
"Didn't you just say that you only have a dozen copper coins left?"
"Later, Brother Zhendong found a job. He negotiated with the boss and got a month's salary in advance. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for us to move from Datong Shop to a single room."
"Then, since you have money, why don't you go back to Northeast China?"
"Sister Qinghong is worried about letting me go back alone. She said the road is not safe."
Xu Siqi thought for a moment, put away the silver coins on the table, and said, "Well, if you have any trouble in the future, just come to the patrol room to find me."
Xiaojun took two steps back and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Brother Xu."
Xu Siqi smiled and said, "No need to thank you. Maybe you come to me and I won't be able to help you with anything. Don't blame me then."
…………
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Xu Siqi read the advertising page of "Le Monde", but there was still no news about Fang Yongyan. It was as if this man had disappeared from the world.
As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked in and said politely: "Excuse me, who is Inspector Xu?"
Xu Siqi put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "I am."
The middle-aged man walked a few steps and came to Xu Siqi's desk. He took out a business card from his arms and handed it over, saying: "Hello, Inspector Xu. I am the assistant manager of Jiangsu Bank. My surname is Han. This is my business card."
."
Xu Siqi took the business card and took a look: Shanghai Jiangsu Bank Assistant Manager Han Gongwang.
In the financial industry, the status of an assistant manager is second only to that of a manager, and it is even more remarkable to work for a large bank like Bank of Jiangsu.
Xu Siqi said: "What's wrong with Han Xiangli?"
"I'm here to bail Qiao Zhendong, oh, by the way, and his friends."
"What is the relationship between Han Xiangli and Qiao Zhendong?"
"As a colleague, he currently works at Jiangsu Bank."
"Please come with me."
"Good work."
The assistant manager of Jiangsu Bank personally provided guarantee, and a reporter from the New Youth Daily was present. Naturally, the patrol office released him unconditionally for such an insignificant and small case.
…………
Turn around.
early morning.
Qiao Zhendong came out of the hotel, bought two fried dumplings on the street, and walked towards the tram stop while eating the fried dumplings.
After he finished eating the fried rice, the tram slowly drove over.
The speed of the tram is very slow. A nimble young man like Qiao Zhendong can get on and off without waiting for the tram to stop.
Many times, you will see interesting scenes where a rickshaw driver can overtake a slow tram even if there are passengers on board.
The main reason why everyone likes to take the tram is that the ticket is cheap. One or two stops only costs one copper dollar, while taking a rickshaw costs at least two cents.
As for taxis that charge by the hour, they cost three silver dollars per hour. After one hour, the taxi charges two dollars per hour. This does not include the tip paid to the driver.
Customers who can afford a taxi are either rich or noble and belong to the truly wealthy class, such as Lan Dieer and Han Gongwang.
Xu Siqi was riding a bicycle and followed the tram not far away. He was not wearing a patrol uniform today and had specially changed into casual clothes.
About half an hour later, the tram arrived at Jiangsu Bank Station. Qiao Zhendong got off the bus and walked towards the bank building.
Watching Qiao Zhendong enter the bank, Xu Siqi thought for a moment, waved over a cigarette seller, bought a pack of cigarettes, and asked casually: "Brother, is this the only door of Jiangsu Bank? Oh, I am a foreigner, just a pure
Curiosity."
The cigarette seller was fine, so he said: "How can such a big bank have only one door? Go around here and there is a back door. Outsiders are not allowed to enter or exit there. Only internal employees of the bank can enter and exit."
"Thank you." Xu Siqi rode his bicycle and followed the cigarette seller's instructions and went around to the back door of the bank.