"Bag duck falls!"
Kentaro Miyazaki, who was vomited with blood on his face, was angry and embarrassed. He turned around and walked towards the torture desk.
There is a gun matched by Araki Hatsuma on the desktop.
Araki Hatsuma was about to come forward to stop him, but he did not allow Miyazaki Kentaro to shoot Quanlin in a rage.
But when he saw an angry friend stopping halfway and muttered in Japanese, "You can't be so cheap."
Then, Cheng Qianfan turned around and walked towards the charcoal furnace. He picked up the red soldering iron and walked back without hesitation.
"Xiao Mian" came to Quan Lin's side. His eyes were so cold, and he looked at the tortured unpopular brother in front of him fiercely.
His heart was trembling.
"Die!"
He gritted his teeth, grinned and pressed the soldering iron hard on Quanlin's already charred and smelly chest.
This time, it was like a red-burned soldering iron that was fiercely cast in "Xiao Mian"'s heart, making him unable to breathe and in pain.
Quan Lin fainted again without even screaming.
The tortured warrior, his body was so fragile that he could not even bear the time to scream.
Cheng Qianfan was still unhappy. He threw the soldering iron on the ground and wanted to pick up a whip to vent his anger.
"Enough, Miyazaki Jun!" Araki Hatsuma grabbed his friend's arm waving his whip.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Araki Hiroma.
"This person is in a bad health, be careful to be beaten to death by you." Araki Hatsuma said helplessly.
Cheng Qianfan then gave up.
Miyamoto Iran stepped forward to check Quanlin's condition, and then reported to Araki Hatsuma, "Captain, this person is about to fail and must be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."
Araki Hatsuma glared at Kentaro Miyazaki. Although he knew that Quanlin's current physical condition was caused by long-term strict control and torture, it cannot be blamed on his friend just using a soldering iron. However, if his friend hadn't burned it with a soldering iron, the situation might not be so bad.
Cheng Qianfan also realized that he had been reckless and had a long-standing recklessness. He smiled embarrassedly and still defended himself, "Araki Jun, I was so angry for a moment..."
Araki Hatsuma ordered Miyamoto to go out and call people, and immediately sent Quanlin to the Locust Army Hospital for emergency treatment.
Seeing Kentaro Miyazaki's depressed look, he had to shake his head, "You can't blame you all, I'm too serious about the torture today."
He did not blame Miyazaki Kentaro too much. His friend was despised Chinese people at heart and was spit out by the Chinese man, Quanlin. When his friend was angry and went to get the gun, he could endure his anger and not lose his mind, but chose to use torture instruments. This is already commendable.
...
Araki Hatsuma and Miyazaki Kentaro talked while walking.
Back at Araki Hatsuma's office, Cheng Qianfan picked up the red wine gift box placed on the ground at the door and entered the room.
"You just put it outside?" Araki Hatsuma asked in surprise.
He knew what was contained in this red wine gift box.
"You are not in the office just now, so I have no place to let it go." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, and he lowered his voice, "Don't worry, no one dares to steal it."
Araki Katsu touched his nose, and no one dared to steal it. No one would have known that this was a red wine gift given to the head of the department that Cheng Qianfan asked him to Araki Katsuki's hand.
The "Xiao Cheng" in the police station in the Central District of the French Concession is a VIP guest of the Section Chief. The Section Chief likes to drink red wine sent by the "Xiao Cheng". This is a semi-public secret within the Special High School Class.
As for how many people have guessed the secret of this red wine, there is no way to know it.
...
Cheng Qianfan's words surprised Araki Kaora.
He walked to the back of the door and confirmed that the door was closed, so he felt relieved.
"Didn't you say that Kikube Kusato's death has nothing to do with you?" Araki Hatsuma asked in a low voice.
"Li Hao is responsible for finding the gunman. I have no way to know when they will take action." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took a few sips, and said, "Kukuto Kikube has been staying in the Asakusa Hotel and rarely goes out. I previously judged that they might have to wait for another two days before they can have a chance."
He blew up the ashes, "Who would have thought he would succeed so soon."
While talking, Cheng Qianfan had no smile that could be hidden between his eyebrows and eyes, or in other words, he had no intention of covering up his friend Araki.
Araki Hatsuma glared at his friend.
"No, I thought of it..." Cheng Qianfan lit the cigarette for Araki Kaori. After all, he couldn't resist the comfort and comfort in his heart. He said, "According to what Li Hao learned from the gunman, the gunman was not ready to shoot. However, due to the explosion, the rickshawman and the rickshaw driver were so scared that he lay on the ground. This made the Kikubu Junhe standing there stand out."
A smile of pleasure and sarcasm rose from the corner of his mouth, "According to the gunman, such a great opportunity, although he has not yet prepared for the evacuation after the assassination, the gunman cannot bear it at all."
Araki Hatsuma glanced at Kentaro Miyazaki and thought to teach his friends a few words, but he thought that the real reason why Kikube Hiroo was killed was like this. After all, he couldn't even hold it back and shook his head with a smile, "This is really..."
...
"The gunman who killed Kikube Hiroo..." Araki Hatsuma looked at Kentaro Miyazaki, with a harsh look in his eyes.
Cheng Qianfan naturally understood what Araki Bomo meant, and he shook his head, "The gunman cannot be killed."
Araki Hatsuma frowned.
"Keeping this person will be of great benefit to the 'Scythe Plan'," said Cheng Qianfan.
Araki Hatsuma suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but nod.
Indeed, as Miyazaki Kun said, keeping this gunman would be of great benefit to the 'Cheng Qianfan' and the Scythe project.
Regardless of the reason why "Mr. Xiao Cheng" sent someone to assassinate Kikube Kusato, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" attacked the Japanese and successfully made his hands stained with Japanese blood. This is an indisputable fact. This will obviously make Zheng Weilong and Chongqing's view of him greatly improve. It can even be expected that it will be enough to speed up the Military Control Commission's recognition and acceptance of Cheng Qianfan.
"I will report to the head of the department." Araki Hatsuma said.
"Pay attention to the way of speaking." Cheng Qianfan was not relieved and reminded Araki Kaori.
Araki Hatsuma nodded. He understood what his friend meant. Although the describing Kikube Kusato was acquiesced by the head of the department, it was absolutely impossible to tell the head clearly and calmly, and it was necessary to do that "only understand it but not express it in words."
"Do you want to go to see the head of the department together?" Araki Hatsuma glanced at the red wine gift box on the table and asked.
"I can't go there." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "The chief of the department asked me to investigate Cao Yu secretly, and I will arrest this matter myself."
In this case, if a red wine gift box is there and others are not there, it is better than if someone is here.
...
Li Hao was sitting in the driver's seat, the window was half open, and sparks flashed in the car. This was Li Hao smoking.
Seeing Brother Fan coming over with Araki Kaori, Li Hao quickly got out of the car, spit the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, and crushed it with the tip of his shoe.
"The 'Little Taoist' should still be in the French Concession. Our people, No. 76 and the Gendarmerie Command, sent people to the French Concession to search." Araki Hatsuma said, "Miyazaki, the French Concession is your territory, and you also need to inquire from multiple sources."
"Don't worry." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "As soon as there is news, I will contact you immediately."
Araki Hatsuma patted his friend's shoulder to show his gratitude.
This is once there is information, it will be informed separately with his meaning.
Although he also likes yellow and white things, what he most desires is to make meritorious deeds.
If he could catch the "little Taoist priest" and then capture Xiao Mian through the "little Taoist priest" and capture all the Shanghai special intelligence teams in one place, this would be a great achievement. He would not be rewarded without promotion and awarding merits. He would have almost no suspense to complete his advancement from the rank of captain to the assistant officer.
...
Li Hao looked at Brother Fan and Araki Waves Goodbye with a smile.
Then, he got into the car and pulled up the curtain, and Brother Fan's expression darkened.
"Brother Fan..." Li Hao said.
"Driving." Cheng Qianfan's voice was low, and there seemed to be endless fatigue and sadness in the voice.
"Brother Fan, should you go back to the police room or home?" Li Hao asked.
"Go home." Cheng Qianfan sighed long and said.
"Yes." Haozi saw that Brother Fan was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask too much, just drove seriously.
The vehicle left the yard of the special high school class, and then left the alley, and met with two bodyguards waiting on the main road. The headlights of the three cars penetrated the rain and fog in the night, drove across the Waibaidu Bridge, and galloped towards the French Concession.
In the dark night, the silent vehicles only have the sound of motors.
Cheng Qianfan has been silent.
"It's Quanlin." He suddenly spoke.
"What?" Haozi was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked, "Is it him? Quanlin is a traitor?"
Cheng Qianfan was silent again.
"I know." Haozi cursed angrily, "What kind of Chinese is good people learning!"
Quanlin wanted to learn Japanese by himself. After Cheng Qianfan learned about this situation from a young Taoist priest, he also asked Haozi to secretly buy a book about Japanese learning for Quanlin.
"Shut up." Hearing Haozi cursing, Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, he took a sip and said, "Quan Lin made a mistake, but he is not a traitor."
Haozi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously shut up.
"Brother Quanlin is a soldier." Cheng Qianfan said.
His voice was low and slowly, and slowly told Haozi the story of Quanlin and his uncle Quanda.
Haozi's eyes are red.
He was very sad.
Cheng Qianfan knew that Haozi hated him for scolding Quanlin just now.
He hated himself, too.
The cigarette butt burned his fingers, and he pressed it out in the iron ashtray, watching the sparks struggled and splashed around, and finally it was dark.
His face looked ugly.
He took out the lighter from his body, thought about it, and put the duster back.
"Xiao Mian" took out the foreign fire box and drew a foreign fire. Looking at the cluster of flames, the tiny flames, in this dark night, were so hot and passionate, illuminating the eyes.
Cheng Qianfan carefully put the burning matches ashes into the ashtray. He glanced at him and saw the matches lying quietly in the matchbox...
...
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Washed the black night sky.
Clement Apartment.
This apartment was built in the 17th year of the Republic of China and was built by Belgian Clement.
At that time, he saw that the demand for housing for outsiders in Shanghai increased, so he built this house for monthly rental.
This apartment fully considers the convenience of tenants' living, so the house is very meticulously constructed. Each room has a complete bedroom and a bathroom, but no kitchen. There is a public restaurant in the middle of the two floors on the south side.
The sudden knock on the door woke Wan Youan who was sleeping.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the woman in his arms was awakened, looking at the man with some anxiety.
Wan Youan covered the woman's mouth and signaled her to shut up.
He got out of bed gently, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a revolver, closed the security, and came to the back of the door with slightest steps.
"Who?" Wan Youan asked.
"Brother Wan, it's me." A voice replied.
"Brother Lai?" Wan Youan heard the voice outside and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so late, is there something wrong?"
Lai Qilin said anxiously, "Brother Wan, something happened. Boss Zhang asked me to come and ask you to come and have a lecture."
After hearing what Lai Qilin said, Wan Youan no longer had doubts.
He used the money to do things and helped Zhang Xiaolin deal with some difficult things and people. The cooperation between the two sides was quite pleasant.
However, the vigilance in his heart made Wan Youan not completely relax. He opened the door, exposed a crack, and still held the revolver tightly in his hand, whispering, "Brother Lai, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."
"Brother Wan, hurry up." Lai Qilin said.
Wan Youan closed the door again, and finally completely let go of his guard.
"I'll go out to do things and wait for me to come back." After putting on my clothes under the service of the woman, Wan Youan patted the woman's butt and said with a smile.
The woman twisted her waist unyieldingly and told Wan Youan to come back soon.
...
"My mother, this rain is so heavy." Wan Youan took an umbrella and walked out of the apartment steps. He muttered.
"A autumn rain and a cold." Lai Qilin sighed and said, turning his head to a subordinate beside him and said, "I inform you that the price of coal balls will increase tomorrow."
"Yes!" his subordinate responded quickly.
"Brother Lai is indeed a business project." Wan Youan laughed, "Who will make you rich if you don't get rich?"
Lai Qilin laughed.
"Brother Lai, what happened?" Wan Youan looked at Torrential Rain. He thought about it and asked Lai Qilin.
"Let's talk about getting in the car." Lai Qilin said, unable to help but yawning, "I also answered the call from Butler Sui in the middle of the night. I don't know much, I'm not sure about it, either."
Wan Youan nodded, but thought in his heart what happened that caused Zhang Xiaolin to mess around all night.
...
A black car stopped in front of the steps in the heavy rain.
Lai Qilin took the initiative to go forward and opened the car door, "Brother Wan, please."
"How dare I bother Lai, brother." Wan Youan was quite helpful and said with a smile.
Then he was pushed into the car by Lai Qilin.
Wan Youan was shocked and was about to struggle when his forehead was hit by a black muzzle.
He dared not move at all.
The man in the back seat looked at Wan Youan who was silent and said with a smile, "Mr. Wan, introduce yourself, Hu Sishui, the headquarters of my agents."
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