My years of espionage

Chapter 37
"Lieutenant." Cheng Qianfan saluted, thought for a few seconds, shook his head, and said directly in French, "I have never met each other... However, I heard a gunman communicate in Russian."

"Russian? Are you sure?"

"It sounds like Russian." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I know a little bit of common Russian."

At this time, Ma Yishou, the deputy inspector who was investigating the body, came over and said, "Mr. Tan, inspector, found this on the dead gunman."

Qin Detai took it over and took a look, his expression changed slightly, and handed it to Lieutenant Marais.

This is a newspaper clipping stained with blood. At the end of last year, the French Concession arrested a Soviet Russian spy. The Soviet Russian died in prison last month. This incident aroused strong protests from the Soviet Union.

"Stupid Soviet Russians, they will pay for their stupid and provocative behavior." Lieutenant Marais snorted coldly, took the evidence and left angrily.

"Xiao Cheng, you're frightened, I won't let it go." Qin Detai patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, looked at the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever touches me Qin Detai, no matter what his background is, must Give me an explanation!"

"Thank you Mr. Tan." Cheng Qianfan said gratefully.

"Xiao Cheng, give you three days off, rest well." Jin Kemu patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder.

"Thank you Jintou."

……

Accompanied by He Guan, Cheng Qianfan returned home to rest.

Yandri was very quiet, the neighbors closed their doors and windows, and everyone was horrified by the shooting.

As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Qianfan slumped on the chair, picked up the water glass on the table, and gulped it down.

He Guan glanced down at Cheng Qianfan's crotch, covered his mouth and smiled, "Fortunately, I didn't pee my pants."

"Why don't you try it?"

Cheng Qianfan glared at the guy, if it wasn't for his weak legs and unable to stand up, he would have beaten the kid.

"Thank you." He Guan waved his hand, "I can't stand such a thrilling scene."

"Pour me another glass of water." Cheng Qianfan breathed out.

"You know you can help me." He Guan took the enamel cup, found the thermos, poured half a glass of water, shook the thermos, and saw that there was no water, "You are unlucky enough, why did the Soviet Russians target you? Woolen cloth."

"How do I know." Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth, "These guys really plan to kill me."

He Guan nodded. He also inspected the scene. The bullet casings were scattered everywhere. This is a relatively rare shootout in the French Concession.

"You go to the value, I'm fine."

"I'd better stay here, the ghost knows if those ghosts will come again."

"They dare!" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "unless someone really wants to fight the patrol room."

"That's true." He Guan nodded, and said he picked up the police cap on the table and patted it, "Then I'm leaving, I didn't pee my pants? Would you like me to change your pants for you?"

"Fuck off." Cheng Qianfan cursed.

He Guan laughed and walked to the door. After thinking for a while, he took out his gun, removed the magazine, and threw it over, "Be careful."

"Thank you." Cheng Qianfan took the magazine, "Be careful yourself, by the way, say thank you to Zhao Si for me, and I'll be the host in a while."

Zhao Si was the patrol who led the team to rescue him.

"Understood." He Guan waved his hand, turned and closed the door and left.

However, he did not leave immediately, but wandered around in the alley for a while to confirm that there was no danger, and then left angrily.

……

Cheng Qianfan was still slumped on the chair, and after a few minutes, he crept up and closed the door.

Cheng Qianfan's expression was solemn.

He was thinking about the pros and cons of his own response.

He was thinking about his own aftermath, whether it could eliminate the surprise of those who are interested.

Facing the siege of three gunmen, a patrolman was able to persist until the rescue came and retreated completely. Although it could not be said to be amazing, it also revealed his extraordinaryness.

Cheng Qianfan scolded in a low voice, as an underground worker, the last thing he would like to encounter is such an emergency.

Usually he can hide it very well. In the face of such emergencies, when suddenly attacked, it is impossible to take care of so much, and there may be mistakes.

He's an honors student at the Police Sergeant's School, and shooting is honors.

This can explain a thing or two to a certain extent.

What troubled him the most was his decisive response, which was not something the police academy could teach.

Therefore, in a hurry, Cheng Qianfan made a frightened leg after the incident:
The contingency at the time of the incident was completely the stress response in the face of death, which could be attributed to the hidden potential talent.

Terrified afterwards, which is the normal reaction of a patrolman.

Also, and most importantly, after shooting the first man, he was thinking about the aftermath.

With his marksmanship, he could have left another person, but he didn't.

He predicted that the rescue patrol would arrive soon, so he deliberately expressed nervousness during the counterattack, and his marksmanship was substandard, not to kill the enemy, but to delay the time.

Cheng Qianfan thought carefully, his remedy was still in place, even if some people were a little surprised, it was still within the acceptable range.

Of course, he needs to be more careful not to let these surprises develop into doubts.

There is no room for mistakes in underground work.

In addition, if there is no further suspicion, his performance can be called a bright spot, which is a blessing in disguise.

……

The central patrol room, the office of Chief Inspector Qin Detai.

Zhao Si respectfully and carefully reported the situation to Qin Detai.

"You said Xiao Cheng was terrified when you arrived?"

"Yes, President Tan." Zhao Si nodded, "Inspector Cheng was lying on the ground, but he didn't get up after several times. His subordinates pulled him up, and his calf was shaking."

"anything else?"

"Inspector Cheng wanted to check the dead gunman. He didn't have the strength. We helped turn the body over."

"Did Xiao Cheng touch the corpse?"

"No." Zhao Si shook his head, "If it wasn't for me, Inspector Cheng wouldn't be able to stand at all."

"Go." Qin Detai nodded and waved his hand, "What did I ask, don't tell anyone."

"My subordinate understands."

After Zhao Si left, Tan Detai rubbed his temples, "Chu Li, what do you think?"

"According to what Zhao Si said, it's reasonable." Zhao Shuli thought for a moment and said, "Young people are in danger, they are brave, and they are terrified afterwards, but it makes sense."

"If you're in this situation, how far can you do it?"

"I have left the scene. If it was me, I could keep at least one of the other two shooters." Zhao Shu ideally said, "I understand Cheng Qianfan's grades in the police academy, his marksmanship is very good, he can make two It's normal for a gun to bring down a shooter, but..."

"But what?"

"The young man didn't go through the scene. He used the gunman as a meat shield. Although he was smart, he kept hiding in one place. This is a big taboo." Zhao Shuli said, "I looked at it, and there was a shot that was almost clicked. In him, Cheng Qianfan was not injured, he was lucky."

"So, you also think his reaction was out of instinct, not an experienced response?"

"No." Zhao Shuli shook his head, "An experienced person, in the face of a life-and-death crisis, will subconsciously make the best response to protect himself. If he is a skilled player, with his marksmanship, he can at least hit another one. A gunman, so that you can best protect yourself.

"Cheng Qianfan's counterattack at that time was due to panic and inaccurate marksmanship. This is normal. Killing the first person was an on-the-spot reaction. In the ensuing shootout, he was afraid. The bullets were haunted. For the first time, the kind of bullets that It is normal to be afraid of the great horror of death for those flying overhead."

"Between life and death, no one can pretend." Zhao Shuli added, thinking to himself that in such a situation, it is important to save his life first, how many he can kill, how can he have the heart to pretend.

Even someone who has experienced many life and death situations can't do it. Cheng Qianfan, a young man, can save his life this time.

　I beg for the collection, and ask for a recommendation ticket. Do you still have a recommendation ticket?

(End of this chapter)