Of course, if the situation is really dangerous, Cheng Qianfan needs to evacuate urgently.
Lao Huang will send out the agreed warning signal in advance.
Cheng Qianfan saw the warning signal outside the patrol room and evacuated in advance.
This kind of direct coded warning is the last choice in extreme situations, such as when Lao Huang has no time to use an object to warn:
Warn Cheng Qianfan and order him to break out of the encirclement and escape immediately.
Even Lao Huang would stand up to fight with the enemy and cover Cheng Qianfan's retreat.
Among the three people in the "French Concession Party Group", "Huo Miao" is the most important. At the critical moment, "Yuchang" and "Feiyu" are both prepared and determined to sacrifice to rescue "Huo Miao".
This is not about whose life is more precious than whose life, but whose survival is the most valuable.
…
The door to the medical room is half open.
There are charcoal burning in the brazier.
Two chairs, two people chatting around the brazier.
Lao Huang also set up fire tongs on the brazier and placed salt-soaked sweet potato slices on top.
When all the police officers passed by the door of the medical room, seeing this scene, they all lamented that Old Huang, the most drunkard, was so lucky to have become friends with the popular "Inspector Xiao Cheng".
"The organization may send Comrade He Guan to work in the Qingdong guerrillas."
Lao Huang stood up and bent over to turn the sweet potato slices over. This action covered the look of shock on his face.
Cheng Qianfan’s words contain huge information:
He Guan joined our party and is our comrade.
Qingdong established an anti-Japanese guerrilla force directly commanded by our party.
Why go to work in the guerrillas?
"It's really unexpected." Old Huang lowered his head, stared at the sweet potato chips, swallowed, and said softly, "More than a year ago, He Guan was still a reckless patrolman, but now he is our comrade."
"Yeah, it's been almost two years, so many changes have happened, and Shanghai is already an occupied area." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, pointing at the sweet potato slices, "Bake it again, if it's half-cooked, you may get diarrhea.
"
"Do you need me to raid the formation for you for tomorrow's operation?" Lao Huang asked.
"No need." Cheng Qianfan leaned forward slightly and put his hands up to warm the fire. "Unless there are special circumstances, I think it is really necessary for the operations of the Secret Service. Otherwise, you'd better not get involved."
Lao Huang nodded and remained silent.
He just mentioned it, and Cheng Qianfan said it was not necessary, so there was no need. Within the party group, Cheng Qianfan was the group leader, and his words represented the organizational decision of the group to a certain extent.
…
"Qi Datou is dead." Lao Huang suddenly said.
Cheng Qianfan was slightly shocked, Qi Datou was a small leader of the Green Gang.
The world is so chaotic, and a highly dangerous profession such as a gang leader's job will inevitably lead to casualties. However, he knows that Lao Huang will not mention this person for no reason.
"How did you die?" he asked.
"It is said that he fell down the stairs after being drunk, hit his head, and died." Lao Huang picked up a sweet potato slice, not caring about burning his mouth, and smacked the sweet potato slice back and forth between his hands.
Take a bite every now and then.
"Did you go to the scene?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"I didn't come up to him, but I took a look." Lao Huang said, "It doesn't look like a head injury, but more like being hit by a hard object."
He took another bite of dried sweet potato and said, "It looks like this."
Cheng Qianfan looked over and almost couldn't help laughing. Old Huang bit the dried sweet potato into the shape of a pistol, which meant that it was like a wound caused by being hit on the head with the handle of a gun.
"Qi Datou is dead. I don't know how many people are watching Yang Qianli." Cheng Qianfan said.
Yang Qianli is a rice shop owner. After the Japanese occupied Shanghai, the price of rice soared. He took the opportunity to make a fortune from the national crisis. The rice in the Yang's rice shop was the worst mixed with sand, even reaching the level of 60% of the rice and 40% of the sand. The public was outraged.
Not small.
If you want to be involved in a business like rice, flour, grains and oil in Shanghai, you naturally need someone behind you, and Yang Qianli's backer is Qi Datou.
Qi Datou is dead. If Yang Qianli can't find a new backer as soon as possible, his rice store will not be saved.
Then he saw Lao Huang looking at him with a strange expression.
"Lu Jiufan went out in a hurry today and arrested someone." Lao Huang said.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth, it was really not his order.
His subordinates are actively trying to make money, what can he do?
…
The arresting hall was in a mess.
When Cheng Qianfan came in, Lu Jiufan was questioning a middle-aged man.
Seeing the inspector coming in, everyone quickly stood at attention and saluted.
"What have you committed?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at him and asked.
"This guy pretended to be a blind fortune teller, entered a house, threatened and controlled the hostess, and wanted to steal things. He was blocked in the house by a man who came home." Lu Jiufan said.
After hearing the words "blind man tells fortune", Cheng Qianfan immediately knew what was going on.
He glanced at the 'suspect' with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and smiled jokingly, "Stealing things? Or - stealing people?"
Hearing Cheng Qianfan's words, the young man looked a little dodgey.
The other police officers put down their pai gow, tea jars, playing cards, and newspapers, expressed their interest in this topic in a very "timely" manner, and gathered around.
"I don't. As the saying goes, thieves have their ways." The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks frowned and said, "I just want something convenient."
Who is the policeman? When he heard this, the boy would rather admit to stealing things than to admit that he stole people.
Obviously, the story was right. This guy really had a tryst with the hostess. He was blocked in the room by the hostess, so he lied and claimed that he was going to steal something.
…
"I never thought that this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked person could actually have such abilities?"
"People should not be judged by their appearance, tsk tsk."
"Maybe this kid has something special." Someone said, and even actually came up and took out a handful.
The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks turned red in the face and stammered, "I didn't, it's not me."
Then there is the saying that it is not a sin to be a big bird, and the parents raised the fetus, and there is nothing he can do about it.
The police officers were laughing and joking, and the arresting hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.
…
"Which one?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and asked.
"Yang Qianli's house on Father Jin Road." Lu Jiufan said.
When everyone looked at each other, it became even more true.
Yang Qianli is the owner of a rice store. Although he is not a powerful person, he is not someone who can be provoked by such a little brat.
If Yang Qianli was caught stealing someone, he would be so ashamed and angry that he would start looking around. It would not be surprising for such a bastard to die in the patrol room.
"Come here." Cheng Qianfan nodded towards Lu Jiufan.
Lu Jiu walked into the office and diligently lit a cigarette for Inspector Xiao Cheng, "Inspector, you have a sharp eye and you can see through that kid at a glance."
"Take two confessions for that kid." Cheng Qianfan leaned back on the chair comfortably with one foot on the table. "Show it to Boss Yang and let him choose whether to steal something or steal someone."
"Understood." Lu Jiufan chuckled and gave a thumbs up, "Inspector, you are the one!"
"The world is getting worse." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "Boss Yang is a public figure. If he wants to save face, we have to take care of his emotions."
"Inspector, you are really kind-hearted. Yang Qianli has great virtues accumulated by his ancestors. I met a kind-hearted person like you, Inspector."
"Go ahead and tell the brothers to be tight-lipped."
"yes!"
Just when Lu Jiufan was about to go out, he heard the inspector say quietly from behind, "I won't do this again."
Lu Jiufan's expression changed, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said respectfully, "Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake and will never dare to do it again."
"Good-for-nothing." Cheng Qianfan looked at the frightened Lu Jiufan and snorted coldly, "How many times have I told you that we want to make a lot of money?"
After saying that, he paused and said, "This time, one point will be deducted from your share as punishment." Gu
"Yes! I know my mistake!"
"Get out!" Cheng Qianfan waved his hand.
…
After a while, Datou Lu came back from patrolling the street.
"Where did Lu Jiufan find this person? He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks."
Da Toulu then chuckled, "Nothing can be hidden from your discernment, Inspector."
Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Datou Lu, "You look like that, no one would believe you if you say you steal someone."
Datou Lu then winked and said, "That boy is a bit ugly, but he has some merits."
Cheng Qianfan choked with laughter, pointed at Datou Lu and scolded with a smile, "What a dirty thing."
Da Toulu grinned.
"Did something happen to Qi Datou?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Inspector, how did you know? I will report this matter soon." Da Toulu showed a surprised expression.
"Without my words of support and giving Lu Jiufan the courage, he wouldn't have dared to touch Yang Qianli." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Isn't it obvious that Lu Jiufan dared to attack Yang Qianli?"
Datou Lu sighed in his heart, he knew that what Lu Jiufan did this time would make the inspector unhappy.
Yes, the inspector was greedy for money, but what the inspector valued most was the power in his hands. Lu Jiufan had been staring at Yang Qianli for a long time. When he learned that something had happened to Qi Datou, he was so impatient that he didn't even say hello.
To take action would be against the inspector's taboo.
"Lu Jiufan is also impatient. He just wants to get something good to honor you, the inspector." Datou Lu said.
"Bullshit, this kid is so greedy for money that he can't hold it back." Cheng Qianfan cursed.
Hearing this, Da Toulu breathed a sigh of relief, and it was right to curse, which meant that the matter had been revealed.
"Qi Datou is dead." Datou Lu said.
"How did you die?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"They said he fell down the stairs and died after being drunk." Da Toulu said.
Cheng Qianfan didn't see anything strange in Datou Lu's answer. He nodded, "This Qi Datou is unlucky."
"No, this guy is quite unlucky."
"Be careful, don't force anyone to die." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
"I understand, nothing will happen." Datou Lu said, "That woman is not a kind person either. My brothers have checked and found out that this woman has raised a few pretty boys behind Yang Qianli's back."
…
After Da Toulu went out, Cheng Qianfan's face darkened.
Shanghai's beaches are a mixed bag, with all kinds of people and all sorts of messy things happening.
There are those blind men who walk around the streets and tell people.
Some of them are blind fortune tellers who are accustomed to thinking about people's hearts and using sweet words to defraud ignorant housewives not only of their money, but even of their bodies.
Every year, the patrol office receives many similar cases of housewives being defrauded of money and sex.
Some evil policemen came up with the idea of arranging some "suitable" bad men to pretend to be blind fortune tellers to seduce the empty housewives, and then use this to blackmail the male master.
The so-called "suitable" means either being handsome or burly-looking. Of course, there are also a few people who are what Da Toulu calls "good".
Lu Jiufan is one of the very skilled patrol officers here.
"A bunch of scum." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly. In the eyes of outsiders, he was probably the scum among scum.
This kind of thing belongs to the daily operations of patrolling. He has no control over it, nor can he control it, let alone take care of it.
He could only restrain Lu Jiufan secretly and could not attack ordinary women from good families.
"Yang Qianli..." Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette and snorted.
He suddenly realized that he might have overlooked something.
How could Lu Jiufan know so quickly that something happened to Qi Datou, Yang Qianli's backstage person, and then he could immediately arrange for someone to lure the Yang girl into his trap?
…
"Little monkey." Cheng Qianfan opened the door and shouted.
"Inspector, are you looking for me?" Hou Pingliang stood up quickly.
"Come in and talk." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
Close the door.
"Go and find out what happened to Qi Datou's death?" Cheng Qianfan said.
"Qi Datou?" Hou Pingliang was stunned for a moment.
"Go check it out." Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly and tapped his fingers on the table, "Don't make any noise."
"Understood." Hou Ping nodded.
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and fell into thinking. Hou Pingliang obviously did not know that Qi Datou was dead. This boy was extremely loyal to him, but he was not smart enough to realize what it meant for Lu Jiufan to dare to touch Yang Qianli.
However, this also shows that the news of Qi Datou's death did not spread so quickly.
There is a problem here.
…
In the evening, Li Hao returned to the patrol room.
"Where's the inspector?" He skillfully diffused the cigarette for his colleagues and asked casually.
"in office."
"Haozi, come here." Cheng Qianfan shouted from the office.
"yes!"
Li Hao walked in and closed the door behind his back, blocking out the chaotic sounds outside.
"Brother Fan, we checked it out."
"Drink some water and speak slowly." Cheng Qianfan handed Li Hao a glass of water, raised the blinds, and a ray of sunset fell in.
"Zou Fengqi is really playing dog racing. He made a big bet on the last dog race."
"How much to bet?"
"One thousand French coins."
One thousand French coins?
Cheng Qianfan pondered, this amount of money is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and they may never see such a large amount of money in their lifetime, but for Zou Fengqi, it is just for fun.
"Winning or losing?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Lost." Li Hao said, "Zou Fengqi bought the same Lark in the last game."
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan's eyes lit up. Combined with the news he got from A Can, the bad gambler said that Wang Kangnian recommended to Zou Fengqi to continue buying Lark in the next game. There are two possibilities:
One is that A Can made it up casually. It is true that Wang Kangnian and Zou Fengqi got involved. However, this bad gambler has no way of knowing exactly what the two people talked about.
Another possibility is that Acan did hear Wang Kangnian recommend Lark to Zou Fengqi, which is interesting.
Either Wang Kangnian is good at telling dogs, and he really sees that Luck is in good condition and has a good chance of winning.
Either Wang Kangnian saw that the old man Zou Fengqi had a special liking for the dog Luck, and he said so.
This is the case with some old dog gamblers, who only buy the same dog.
What makes Cheng Qianfan happy is that this mentality seems to indicate that Zou Fengqi is more likely to go to the scene to see the running dogs.
The greatest joy for this old dog gambler is to watch the dog he insists on win. Even for Zou Fengqi, winning money is no longer the most important thing. What he likes more is the good mood of winning.
transport.
"Did Zou Fengqi go to the dog racing track to watch a dog race last time?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
Some people play dog racing just for gambling and only place bets without watching the dog racing. Of course, such people are in the minority. More dog bettors will choose to go to watch the dog racing live. What they like is the atmosphere.
"He went." Li Hao nodded, "This man seems to be really obsessed with running dogs. People who saw him said that Zou Fengqi shouted loudly when watching the game. At first glance, he was an old dog gambler."
"Okay! Very good!" Cheng Qianfan's eyes flashed with excitement.
Analyzing from above and below, given Zou Fengqi's addiction to dog racing, he will definitely not be absent from tomorrow's dog racing.
