My years of espionage

Chapter 1080 Vulgar (seeking a monthly ticket)

"The male master should be the first to be shot." The old hat didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Su Chende's mouth, and replied seriously. He pointed to Lu Fei's body, "It looks like he fought with the intruder. Face to face, and then all of a sudden they opened fire."

He pointed to Zhao Rui's body on the ground again, "The hostess was shot last, and she was trying her best to get to the child."

Saying that, the old hat shook his head, "Strange."

"What's strange?" Su Chende asked.

"This child, the child should have been held hostage at that time, and the bullet shot the child from the front." The old cap said, and he glanced at the male master's body on the ground again, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"When the host and the hijacker shot at each other, they accidentally shot their own child," said the old hat.

He clapped his hands, "It should be like this."

He looked at Su Chende, "Mr. Su, what do you think?"

"Now I just want to know when the patrol room will be able to solve the case and catch the violent elements who broke into and murdered." Su Chende snorted coldly, "Lu Fei is the team leader of the operation team of my secret service headquarters. Now his whole family has been killed. Need an explanation to Secret Service Headquarters."

"What account? I don't need to explain to anyone in the police station!"

A voice sounded behind the two of them.

"Lutou." The old hat saluted Lu Dazhang.

Lu Dazhang wiped the rainwater off his face, and casually saluted.

"Detective Lu, what do you mean?" Su Chende said with a frown.

Lu Dazhang's position has been transferred a few days ago, and his current position is the Chinese plainclothes police inspector in the Joffre district of the French Concession.

"According to Article 15, No. [-], of the Public Security Regulations of the French Concession, no one who has not obtained a gun license and is not allowed to carry weapons into the concession without approval." Lu Dazhang glanced at the short gun still held in Lu Fei's hand.

Su Chende's expression was gloomy. He naturally knew the gun ban regulation in the French Concession. However, under the current situation, this regulation basically exists in name only. As long as it is not caught by the police on the spot for carrying guns, basically nothing will happen.

It's just, what the hell is that Lu Fei did bring a self-defense gun, and he fired the gun, even though the corpse is still holding the gun handle in his hand.

"Road Inspector." Su Chende snorted coldly, "If the law and order in the French Concession is good, my people naturally don't need to carry weapons. The fact now is that he has stood up and resisted, but he still can't stop the gangster from killing his family."

"Let's not talk about that first." Lu Dazhang pointed to the agents of the Secret Service Headquarters, "Mr. Su, a large number of armed men entered the French Concession with live ammunition, and there was an exchange of fire. May I ask, should you give someone Lu a reasonable explain."

……

Hou Pingliang held a black umbrella and opened the car door.

From the car door to the entrance of the Cabaret restaurant, more than a dozen long-gun patrols were lined up in two rows. They were wearing raincoats and holding Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles in their hands, looking murderous.

This rifle was a standard weapon of the French Army during the European War. Production of this gun was discontinued in France in the ninth year of the Republic of China. However, the gun is still used on a large scale in the French Army.

It is said that because of the tense situation in Europe, the French military is considering refitting the French Defense Forces and phasing out this Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle that has been in service for half a century.

The rifles that were eliminated were sold to the colonies by second-hand dealers in the French military. Cheng Qianfan and Pete got a batch of Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles from the warehouse of the French Defense Forces, and then used them in the name of a trading company to negotiate with the French Concession authorities. A purchase agreement was signed, and the Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle was replaced for the long gun patrol in the concession.

Cheng Qianfan bent down and got into the car.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, stay here, stay here." A tall man with a Europa face chased after him in the rain.

"Stop!" Hou Pingliang pulled out the gun on his waist, closed the safety, and aimed the gun at the person coming.

Following his movement, all the long gun patrols also pulled the bolts in unison, aiming their guns at this person.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, it's me, it's me." The man was terrified and shouted.

"Brother Fan, it's Yuri." With a smug smile on the corner of Hou Pingliang's mouth, he bent down by the car window and said.

Yuri is the lobby manager of the Cabaret restaurant.

The man was a White Russian who fled to Shanghai. It is said that his ancestors were nobles in Tsarist Russia.

However, Brother Fan scoffed at this. Brother Fan said that Yuri means peasant in Russian, and this guy's ancestors may have been slaves of nobles for several generations.

"Let him come over." Cheng Qianfan said lightly.

Hou Pingliang put away his gun, "Take it!"

All the patrolmen also raised their guns in unison.

Yuri was terrified. He almost knelt and crawled to the car window in the rain, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, you hold your hands high, you can't seal the door."

Li Wenbiao, chairman of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association in the French Concession Committee, and his staff were killed in a Cabaret restaurant.

Mr. Xiao Cheng personally brought his men down to the restaurant to investigate the case.

After careful investigation and combined with the testimony of the witnesses, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" judged that this was a "shocking" assassination case of the French Concession citizen Li Wenbiao and others by a suspect inside the Cabaret restaurant colluding with the Chongqing side.

In view of this, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" resolutely ordered the temporary closure of the Cabaret restaurant in accordance with the regulations on the investigation of violent cases in the French Concession.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Cheng Qianfan said lightly.

"How can...not rush, not rush." ​​Yuri forced a smile on his face.

Hou Pingliang was holding an umbrella. The function and purpose of the umbrella was to prevent rainwater from falling into the car through the car window. In this way, the rainwater dripped down Yuri's back along the umbrella, but he didn't dare to move.

"That's right, don't worry." Cheng Qianfan said, "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, you see—"

Click.

Cheng Qianfan flicked the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a light puff.

……

"People died in your restaurant."

"Yes."

"The perpetrator must have ambushed in the restaurant in advance."

"Yes."

"As soon as Li Wenbiao arrived at the restaurant, the assassination began." Under the cover of an umbrella, the interior of the car was dark, only the cigarette in Cheng Qianfan's hand changed from light to dark as he inhaled. He stuck the cigarette out of the car window, flicked the ash, "Such a precise action is almost impossible without the participation of the restaurant's internal personnel."

The soot fell on Yuri's hair, which immediately got wet.

"Mr. Cheng, it's absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible." Yuri cried out, "My employees are all law-abiding."

He hurriedly explained, "The murderer came to the restaurant pretending to be a customer, and it has nothing to do with us."

"You mean, I was wrong?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and the cigarette butt directly hit Yuri's hair.

Fortunately, my hair was already wet from the rain, and the cigarette butt was quickly extinguished.

"Absolutely not, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible." Yuri hastily denied it again and again, "Mr. Cheng, your judgment is the same as that great Mr. Bao. It is impossible to be wrong."

"Really?" Cheng Qianfan smiled faintly.

"It's my fault. I have evidence to prove that the restaurant is innocent, but I didn't provide it to Mr. Cheng in time. It's my fault, it's my fault." Yuri said hastily.

"Without sufficient evidence, it may be difficult to remove the suspicion that your restaurant is colluding with gangsters." Cheng Qianfan said quietly.

"The evidence is absolutely strong!" Yuri said, he took out a box from his body, raised his hands above his head, and passed it through the car window.

Cheng Qianfan took it without looking at it, and threw it beside his seat.

"Whether the evidence is sufficient and strong, and whether it is enough to help you clear your suspicions, I will study when I go back." Cheng Qianfan said lightly, "Go back and wait for the news."

"Mr. Cheng, please believe me, the evidence I provided is absolutely strong." Yuri said hastily.

"Don't worry." Cheng Qianfan's face softened, and he even showed a smile, "I believe that with your old character, you shouldn't have anything to do with bad guys."

As he said that, Mr. Xiao Cheng stroked the metal texture of the small box, felt the exquisitely outlined texture on the box surface, and nodded, "As long as the evidence is strong enough, our patrol room will not embarrass legitimate merchants."

"Thank you, thank you. It is our blessing to have an officer like Mr. Cheng in the French Concession." Yuri thanked you very much.

As long as Xiao Cheng is always willing to accept everyone's sincerity, everything is not a problem.

……

No. 22 Xue Huali Road.

Office of the Deputy Chief Inspector.

Cheng Qianfan stood by the window sill, his gaze was looking out of the window.

After a day of heavy rain, the rain finally eased.

He looked down at the golden locket in his hand.

This is the evidence that Yuri gave him before to prove that the Cabaret restaurant is innocent.

The locket was made of solid gold.

And the workmanship is fine, with beautiful patterns on it:
Tsarist double-headed eagle pattern.

Cheng Qianfan speculated that this small gold box should have been a pure gold jewelry box that was treasured by a certain Russian lady.

Inside the box lies a folded white paper quietly.

The key evidence provided by Yuri was faithfully written on the white paper:

Fifty large yellow croakers.

Another thousand pounds in cash, yours sincerely.

Cheng Qianfan picked up the note and looked at the scrawled handwriting on it, it was obvious that it was written hastily.

He shook his head, the words were ugly.

He snorted again, put the note back, and closed the pure gold jewelry box, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" snorted softly, "Vulgar!"

……

"So, No. 76 is now targeting Meagan?" Lao Huang threw a peanut into his mouth, "Did Hua Bingren deliberately confess Meagan?"

"It's possible." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of rice wine lightly.

Just half an hour ago, Jin Kemu, Cheng Qianfan, and Pete from the Political Department held a high-level meeting of the police station in the Central District.

At the meeting, it was emphasized that the security and safety of the French Concession must not tolerate any provocations. All the patrols in the central police station are on duty, and the inspections and patrols on the streets are intensified. No more vicious shootings will be allowed to happen in the near future.

In addition, plainclothes inspector Zhao Shuli's plainclothes patrols also descended into the streets and alleys to investigate the traces of the military commanders, and they must bring this group of gangsters who dared to kill people in "broad daylight" in the French Concession to justice.

After the meeting, Cheng Qianfan and Jin Kemu asked for instructions and communicated, and then arranged the work, and he came to Lao Huang for a drink and a chat.

"So, Hua Bingren is delaying time and deliberately misleading the enemy." Lao Huang said.

"I thought so too at first." Cheng Qianfan picked up a piece of pork head, ate it deliciously, shook his head and continued, "However, I thought about it just now, and realized that there is something wrong with it."

"It's not right." Lao Huang nodded, "Even though Hua Bingren is deliberately misleading the enemy and drawing the enemy's attention to Meagan, there is a loophole in this."

"The loophole is that it means that Hua Bingren admits that he is related to the military command, but he just avoids the seriousness and shifts the responsibility to Meagan." Cheng Qianfan said.

He clinked glasses with Lao Huang.

This is why he likes to chat and analyze problems with Lao Huang.

Discussions between smart people and smart people can often produce the effect that one plus one is greater than two!

The two have a tacit understanding and a perfect fit!
It feels wonderful.

"Do you think this possibility is great?" Lao Huang asked.

Cheng Qianfan didn't answer right away. After thinking for a while, he shook his head, "Huazi is very smart, he is an intelligence agent I secretly selected carefully, he will understand, for people like us, as long as he admits that he is a member of the military commander , which in itself is tantamount to exposure.”

He took another sip of his wine, "No. 76 is not so easy to coax, they will only torture Huazi more and more."

Lao Huang nodded, yes, since Hua Bingren has admitted that he is the military commander, it is impossible for them to stop the interrogation before No. 76 is sure that he has revealed all the secrets in his mouth, or before Hua Bingren chooses to rebel of.

"According to what you said, if the smart Hua Bingren can stand up to the enemy's torture, he should know that the only way is to call for injustice and keep refusing to admit it." Lao Huang said, and he stopped suddenly. Mouth, lost in thought.

Cheng Qianfan also frowned, lost in thought.

Then, he looked at Lao Huang.

Old Huang was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they both figured out the joint of the problem at the same time.

"You talk first." Lao Huang said.

"We have all fallen into a misunderstanding." Cheng Qianfan said, "That is, the investigation of Meagan on the 76th may not be based on Hua Zi's confession to Mea Gen, or it may not be out of Hua Zi's 'original intention'."

"That's right." Lao Huang nodded with a smile, and pointed to Cheng Qianfan, "You know that something may happen to Meagan, but you have already taken action on the layout of Meagan's gambling stalls. To be honest, you, Mr. Cheng, Have you been coveting Meagan's money and property for a long time?"

"Yeah, I've been itching for a long time." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "The morals of the guys in No. 76 are not much better than mine."

After further analysis, the two felt that this possibility existed.

Meagan is rich, fat and oily.

No. 76 wanted to use Hua Bingren, Meagan's confidant, to bring the case to Meagan's body. Even if he couldn't swallow Meagan whole, he still wanted to bite off a piece of Meagan's body.

"The only doubt I have now is that Meagan is Zhang Xiaolin's brother-in-law." Lao Huang said, "No. 76 is not afraid..."

"It's a cheap brother-in-law." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "The most important thing is, according to my estimation, No. 76 will not kill him, just bite a piece of fat, and it is impossible for Zhang Xiaolin to really turn against Ji Sifeierlu because of this." .”

Meagan's younger sister is just Zhang Xiaolin's concubine, Zhang Xiaolin has many women, and she won't really fall out with No. 76 just because of such a cheap brother-in-law. Of course, there is a prerequisite for this:
Nothing really happened to Meagan.

Otherwise, if the brother-in-law is killed by someone, he will be indifferent, it will be a great blow to Zhang Xiaolin's prestige, and Zhang Xiaolin, who is extremely good-looking, cannot accept it.

Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's expression turned serious, "What's more, Meagan was identified by Hua Bingren!"

He knew that Hua Zi was so smart, he must know that he followed No. 76's order to bite Meagan, no matter what the outcome of Meagan, he would only die.

Following the arrangement of No. 76, Hua Zi chose a dead end for himself, a dead end that would not reveal his identity!

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