My years of espionage

Chapter 573
Yilelou.

Haozai held a pancake in his hand, with pork head meat rolled in the pancake.

Take a bite of the flatbread and a sip of hot tea, it's so satisfying.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang, and it was a specially pulled-out phone line. A plainclothes spy picked up the receiver and listened to it, then covered the receiver and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Hao, it's the inspector's phone number."

Haozai took a sip of hot tea, put the pancake into his stomach, burped comfortably, walked over to take the microphone, and said respectfully, "Inspector."

"Did you catch Jiang Mule's tail?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a deep voice.

The murder case in the mansion of "Dashuai Zhang" on West Edhams Road has locked the murderer:
After careful investigation, Yuan Kaizhou, the head of the Second Patrol, determined that the gangster Jiang Mule was the culprit in the case.

At present, the patrol room of the French Concession has issued a warrant to hunt down the gangster Jiang Mule.

In view of Jiang Mule's repeated crimes, Mr. Ferguson, the police inspector of the patrol room, personally issued a reward——

Regardless of life or death, those who catch ginger mules and bring them to justice will be promoted to a higher rank, and the whole team will be rewarded with [-] French coins. Those who personally capture the murderer will be rewarded with [-] French coins.

"Not yet." Hao Zai shook his head and said, "The subordinates have been staring at the street, and all the subordinates have also thrown out. There is no movement for the time being."

"At the very least, there is a wooden stake. You are like a headless fly, and you can catch talented people." Cheng Qianfan reprimanded, "You have to use your brain, it is rumored that Jiang Mule has no women, this old thing can't hold back, Find a way to find his lover, stare at him to death."

"This subordinate understands." Hao Zai nodded hurriedly.

After hanging up the phone, Haozai looked at the two subordinates around him, "The inspector said that Jiang Mule may have a good friend, and the key point is to check the half-closed door to see if there is any secret connection with Jiang Mule."

"Brother Hao, do you want to check the nightclub?" A Tanmu asked expectantly.

"Go and investigate." Hao Zai nodded, "I was beaten to death, don't call for help."

The scout smiled sarcastically.

"The brain is squeezed by the buttocks of the big-ass dancer?" Hao Zai scolded, "Jiang Mule can't see the light, his good friends are probably those who have half-closed the door."

After glaring at his subordinates, Hao Zai cursed angrily, "What a joke, you two are staring at me, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

……

"Here's a pack of Hardmen." Haozai came to a tobacco shop and shouted at the shopkeeper behind the iron fence.

Greater Shanghai is not peaceful, and robbery is common.

Some shops with a lot of money coming in and out, in order to prevent problems before they happen, iron bars are often installed on the counters.

Especially small pawnshops and tobacco shops that don’t seem to have much money, but money comes in and out frequently, and most of the time the cash drawers are not locked, which is convenient for robbery. Therefore, such stores are basically equipped with iron bars. fence.

The shopkeeper took the banknotes, put his feet close to the iron fence, and handed out the cigarettes.

"Send the signal immediately, Lou Lianxiang is going to go out, follow her, and see where this woman is going."

"Forty cents, keep it." The shopkeeper nodded and handed out four dime nickels.

"Pay attention to concealment." Hao Zai warned again.

After Haozai left, the store called for a phone, and after three rings, someone answered it.

"Madam is going out to play mahjong, prepare the car."

"clear."

About ten minutes later, a black Ford car parked under Lou Lianxiang's apartment on Father Jin Road.

The agents of the second intelligence team of the special intelligence team who had been monitoring Lou Lianxiang's residence immediately cheered up.

Lou Lianxiang and the maid Ajuan got into the car.

The car in front didn't notice that there was a small car not far behind them.

……

Changing into plain clothes, Cheng Qianfan came to the yard of the police station.

Li Hao had a cigarette in his mouth. He was washing the car, and his eyes would glance out of the yard without any trace.

"Ma Fei hasn't come back yet?" Cheng Qianfan picked up a cigarette, walked to the door of the car, lit a match, and took a deep puff.

"Not yet, I've arranged for my head to keep an eye on it." Li Hao whispered, then glanced at the matchbox in Brother Fan's hand, raised his voice slightly, "Brother Fan, your lighter hasn't been repaired yet?"

When he was attacked before, Cheng Qianfan was shocked and angry, and threw away his gold lighter angrily. Later, the lighter was picked up by the police and handed over to the big head Lu, and then sent to be repaired.

"It's not so easy to repair. There are not many customized ones imported from Germany, and there are not many in Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, exhaled smoke, and pointed in the direction of the door, as if he was discussing someone or something, but his voice was It's lowering, "The little Taoist is still at six o'clock?"

"Well, I brought a team of people and are on call at any time."

Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly. The central area of ​​the French Concession had routinely set up checkpoint inspections the day before yesterday. For safety reasons, he arranged for Hao Zai to take people to the No. [-] security point in Mailan District for temporary shelter. too late.

However, it is not clear where Ruan Zhiyuan took Lou Lianxiang to meet for the time being, maybe it is near the Mailan District, which is also not sure.

"Notify Taozi and ask him to lead a team." Cheng Qianfan said, Taozi is the closest to here, so you can mobilize Taozi first.

As he said that, he yelled in the direction of the medical room, "Old Huang, Lao Huang, get me some medicine to moisten my throat and relieve my cough."

Lao Huang, who was basking in the sun, waved his hand to show that he received it.

"Hao Zai's people will follow Lou Lianxiang's car, most likely Ruan Zhiyuan sent someone to pick her up." Cheng Qianfan, with a cigarette in his mouth, tilted his head and said, "Hao Zai's people are responsible for tracking and identifying targets. Taozi leads people to fight, and if conditions permit, get rid of Ruan Zhiyuan at all costs!"

"Understood." Li Hao nodded.

He understood what Brother Fan meant, and there was no contradiction between conditions permitting and whatever the cost.

If conditions permit, it means that there is no ambush and no Japanese guards, so you can do it.

And once you start, you will go forward bravely and complete the task at all costs.

"Tell Tao Zi." Cheng Qianfan took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Be prepared for the aftermath."

"Understood." Li Hao glanced at Brother Fan, the smoke drifted away, Brother Fan's face was stern, and his eyes were deep, making people dare not look at each other.

But Li Hao knew that Brother Fan was not a cold-blooded and heartless person.

"Then what happened just now?" Li Hao asked, he still remembered that Brother Fan said he wanted Taozi to see him after get off work.

"We'll talk about that tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan flicked the cigarette ash, "Today's focus is on sanctioning Ruan Zhiyuan."

"clear."

Cheng Qianfan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on his leather shoes, and walked straight to the medical room.

"Old Huang, where is my medicine? My throat is uncomfortable."

……

There are many water and land terminals in Shanghai, and there are many major traffic routes, crowded with people, and teahouses can be seen everywhere.

Yilelou is naturally a little worse than Chunfeng Deyilou, which Cheng Qianfan often goes to. This is just a middle-grade teahouse in the central area.

Those who drink tea in Yilelou are mixed with dragons and snakes, and they are probably members of the gang.

Teahouses are places where problems are solved.

Generally speaking, there are three types of teahouse affairs.

One is the public judgment of right and wrong. The two factions who have conflicts invite a highly respected intermediary, or there is no intermediary. In short, they negotiate over tea in a teahouse, which is the so-called "drinking tea".

At that time, the two groups of people gathered together, and naturally the more people the better, the first was the Wen lecture, and if the Wen lecture couldn't be finished, then an appointment was made for the Wu lecture.

If there are no special circumstances, negotiators are less likely to do it directly in a teahouse, and those who can open a teahouse are mostly helping, not looking at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha.

The second category is the place where people are stolen and kidnapped. Most of the girls who are seduced by men's rhetoric and resentful women usually make appointments with their lovers in teahouses as the starting point for elopement. Of course, there are also women who are directly sold by men in teahouses. dropped.

The third type of people is the place where idlers spend their time. These people may not have a lot of money in their pockets, but they are better at bragging and well-informed than the other.

Therefore, the teahouse has always been the focus of attention of patrolling houses, scouts and various forces.

……

Seeing Cheng Qianfan swaggering in, the uproar in the teahouse became quieter.

Some people stood up spontaneously and greeted Inspector Xiao Cheng with fists cupped.

Some of the senior and high-status people in the self-conscious gang greeted Cheng Qianfan with a smile even though they never got up.

"Sit, sit, sit!" Inspector Xiao Cheng nodded with a smile, pressing his hands down.

Then he walked towards a middle-aged man and saluted the Green Gang, "Sixth Uncle Luo, long time no see, get rich."

"Brother Fan, get rich, get rich." Sixth Uncle Luo smiled heartily, "What is this?"

"A bit of business." Cheng Qianfan pointed upstairs, "Uncle Luo Sixth, today's entertainment is considered nephew."

"Then I won't be polite." Sixth Uncle Luo laughed, "Go do your work."

Cheng Qianfan went up to the second floor, walked out of the stairs, took a look, and walked to a private room.

"Inspector." Hao Zai, who was drinking tea, quickly put down the teacup and got up to salute.

"Didn't you be asked to go out and find out the news?" Cheng Qianfan scolded, frowning.

"Let's go, let's go." Hao Zai smiled coyly and left quickly.

Here, the owner of the teahouse hurriedly arranged for someone to bring snacks and good tea, and asked the inspector Xiaocheng politely if he wanted to ask a little lady to sing.

Inspector Xiao Cheng readily agreed.

……

About an hour later, Cheng Qianfan grabbed the girl who sang the song by the chin and made a gesture to kiss her, which made the girl tremble and dare not resist.

Inspector Xiao Cheng kissed his lips superficially, laughed, and stuffed two banknotes into the poor girl's hand, "Go, someone is bullying you, tell me your name."

The poor girl's eyes and face were red, and she was so frightened that she hurried away.

Cheng Qianfan raised his wrist to check the time and yawned.

"Bag ball, stare at me like this, who knows where that rotten ginger mule is hanging around." Inspector Xiao Cheng waved his hand irritably, "Withdraw, withdraw."

The two subordinates looked at the inspector, they were not willing to part with it, they drank tea and ate snacks at the public fund of the teahouse, and listened to the idlers downstairs bragging, and they seemed to be helping others to eat and talk about tea, so don't be too comfortable.

"Buy some good wine and good food and go back to the arrest hall, and eat and drink by yourself." Cheng Qianfan took out a few French coins and handed them to the two subordinates, "I owed you lazy bastards in my previous life."

"The inspector is benevolent." The two subordinates said happily.

"Get out." Cheng Qianfan cursed angrily.

Taking the two subordinates downstairs, Inspector Xiao Cheng went over to chat with some elders for a while, and after accepting compliments from some people, he left with a smile on his face.

"Go back to the arrest hall, don't run around." Cheng Qianfan called a rickshaw, "Mr. Jin has been catching some guns recently, so don't bother me if you bump into the muzzle of a gun."

"Your subordinate will go back now." The two said happily with the banknotes given by the inspector in their pockets.

……

Hongkou District, the secret residence of the Super High School.

Cheng Qianfan came here according to the agreed time.

Araki Harima personally came out to greet him in advance, which was the first time Miyazaki Kentaro had enjoyed the treatment.

"Araki-kun, I'm really sorry for being late." Miyazaki Kentaro hurriedly apologized.

"The time is just right." Araki Harima said with a smile, and extended his right hand, "Miyazaki-kun, please."

"Araki-kun, please."

The two gave way, looked at each other, and laughed.

"Is Ruan Zhiyuan here?" Miyazaki Kentaro asked.

"Not yet." Araki Harima shook his head, "I informed him that he will arrive in half an hour."

Seeing Miyazaki Kentaro's puzzled expression, Araki Harima explained, "I know Miyazaki-kun's hobbies, so please come half an hour early."

"Oh?" Cheng Qianfan showed surprise.

Araki Harima stopped explaining and smiled mysteriously.

……

Cheng Qianfan followed Araki Harima all the way to the torture room.

He noticed that this was not the torture room that was lent to the detective team of the Boulevard Municipal Police Department outside the special high school.

This is the No. [-] torture room for the special high class.

"Could it be?" Miyazaki Kentaro looked at Araki Harima and asked with a smile.

"Miyazaki-kun saw it when he went in." Araki Harima pointed to the inside and said.

Cheng Qianfan laughed and didn't say anything else, but actually observed secretly. This was his first time in the No. [-] torture room.

The two special agents of the special high school naturally knew Harima Araki, but they still checked a warrant that Harima Araki had produced, and then opened the heavy iron door of the torture room.

After entering the iron gate, one needs to pass through a staircase corridor before actually entering the torture room.

The corridors are not spacious.

The lights are dim.

The torture chamber was airtight.

From time to time, there were bursts of creepy and miserable screams.

Araki Harima glanced at Miyazaki Kentaro.

There was a trace of fear on Miyazaki Kentaro's face, but apart from fear, his eyes were more interested in all this, and there was a trace of excitement in it.

Araki Harima smiled, it seems that his invitation is correct, Miyazaki-kun should like it.

……

Cheng Qianfan entered the torture room, and there was a scream.

He followed the voice and saw Yu Zheliu who was tied to a stool.

Yu Zheliu has already been tortured to the point where she is not a human being.

Because Cheng Qianfan knew that Yu Zheliu was arrested by Rite in Beiping and had already been escorted to Shanghai, he had already judged in his heart that this person might be Yu Zheliu.

So, after a few more glances, he still recognized the college student who was arrested with him in Longhua back then.

Yu Zheliu, who screamed just now, has passed out.

It was spread out on the bench like a torn and mistreated rag.

"Who is this person?" Cheng Qianfan asked, "The Secret Service? The Party Affairs Investigation Department? The Red Party? Or other anti-Japanese elements?"

"A die-hard member of the Red Party." Araki Harima said with a dark smile.

Cheng Qianfan took out the cigarette case, struck a match, and lit the cigarette.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he just stood there looking at Yu Zheliu who was tortured and passed out.

There was so much anger in his chest.

The rage almost burned his body into ashes.

He took a deep breath, and then exhaled two streams of smoke from his nostrils.

In the smoke, he saw the gaze of Araki Harima looking at him, and also saw the blood dripping from Yu Zheliu's body.

"Red Party?" Kentaro Miyazaki smiled cruelly. He came to the water tank, scooped up a ladle of water, looked at Harima Araki, and asked, "Is it salt water?"

Araki Harima nodded.

Miyazaki Kentaro smiled with satisfaction, walked to the side of the unconscious Yu Zheliu, watched condescendingly, and then poured a ladle of salt water down.

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