My years of espionage

Chapter 880 Understand Wanghou Pingliang

Suddenly, intensive gunfire sounded on Ma Sinan Road.

This startled Su Chende a lot.

He suddenly got up.

"Where was the gun fired?"

"Director, the voice is coming from Ma Sinan Road." The subordinate listened carefully and said.

"Young mother is despicable!" Su Chende cursed angrily, looked at the closed door of the church unwillingly, threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, and stomped hard, "Get out!"

Following Su Chende's order, everyone in the Zhongtong immediately dispersed.

Cheng Qianfan walked on the stairs.

He stopped in his tracks, unbuttoned a few of his shirt buttons, and rubbed his hair carelessly.

Subconsciously glanced outside, but saw from the window at the corner of the stairs that 'Mei Wuming' took out a letter-like thing from his body, looked around, and suddenly didn't know where to hide it where.

"Idiot." Cheng Qianfan cursed in his heart.

……

A man rushed out from the corridor, buttoning up his shirt while running, but bumped into Su Chende who was running past.

Both of them fell to the ground immediately.

"You're blind, get out..." Su Chende cursed.

Then he was grabbed by someone and punched him in the face, "Shoot me, fuck me, hit me!"

Cheng Qianfan punched and kicked the man on the ground.

Su Chende arched his body, tried his best to protect his face with his hands, and let out a scream. His heart was filled with anger, and he wanted to touch the gun.

"Brother Fan!"

"Brother Fan!"

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps.

The man kicked Su Chende again, and then he stopped.

Su Chende squinted his eyes and looked through his fingers, and was surprised to find that this disheveled man who was still buttoning up his buttons turned out to be Cheng Qianfan, deputy chief inspector of the Central Police Department of the French Concession.

He immediately covered his face, screamed and begged for mercy, not daring to make any other changes.

"Where to fire the gun?" Cheng Qianfan asked while buttoning up.

"Ma Sinan Road." Hou Pingliang reported.

"Young lady, I can't settle down for a day." Cheng Qianfan cursed, "What's the situation over there now?"

"The gunshots stopped, and some people watching the excitement approached from a distance." Hou Pingliang said.

The citizens of Shanghai are already very experienced in this kind of shootings, and the citizens who love to watch the excitement have already mastered the knack of when it is safe to watch.

Hearing this, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' immediately showed bravery and courage, and said with righteous indignation, "I want to see who has the guts to attack my territory."

Saying that, he waved his hands, "Brothers, follow me."

"Brother Fan, who is this guy? How to deal with it?" Hou Pingliang pointed to the man on the ground who was too scared to move.

"A fool who can't walk without eyes." Cheng Qianfan said, then went up and kicked him again, "Shut up for two days."

Mei Wuming's panic-stricken demeanor easily aroused suspicion. He first found an excuse to be locked up for a few days, but it happened to avoid the search and interrogation for a while.

"Understood." Hou Pingliang took a look at the man on the ground and understood.

He certainly understood what Brother Fan meant by 'closed for two days'.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was combed so shiny that every fly would split his legs. He looked like a rich man.

Why close for two days?
Without him, he extorted a lot of money from the bail.

The two patrols left the "unlucky" "Mei Wuming", and "Mr. Xiao Cheng" also went to Ma Sinan Road under the escort of his subordinates.

On the side of where Cheng Qianfan beat Mei Wuming was the iron fence of the sewer. Under the iron fence, in the deep sewer, a letter was quietly soaked in the sewage.

……

Ma Sinan Road.

Cheng Qianfan had a gloomy face, and he stared at the car full of bullet holes for a long time.

The driver in the driver's seat was lying on the steering wheel, the windshield was smashed, the driver's face was covered with blood, and he was dead.

The rear seat was half open, and the passengers in the car were lying on the seat, looking from the back, it looked like a hornet's nest.

There were four corpses scattered on the ground, four short guns, and two rickshaws lying crookedly on the ground.

Hou Pingliang glanced at the license plate, and then at the deceased in the back seat.

"Brother Fan, the one who died was Zhou Wenrui, Director of the Shanghai Finance Bureau." Hou Pingliang walked back to Cheng Qianfan and said in a low voice.

"Cennah." Cheng Qianfan suddenly felt dizzy, cursed angrily, and then sneered, "It's okay."

Hou Pingliang knew why Brother Fan was swearing.

If this is someone with an ordinary status, even a certain nouveau riche, it won't cause such a big disturbance.

If it is a famous person, it will be more troublesome.

However, celebrities with special identities like Zhou Wenrui...or to put it bluntly, the killing of well-known traitors like Zhou Wenrui caused relatively little trouble.

That's why Brother Fan said 'it's okay'.

Zhou Wenrui is a traitor.

The traitor was killed.

Who killed it?

The answer is obvious, it must be what Chongqing did.

The case is broken.

As for catching the murderer, the patrol room will definitely hunt it down at all costs.

"Oh."

"My lord."

The crying sound disturbed Cheng Qianfan, he frowned and looked over.

Half of the old lady was lying on the ground, holding a handkerchief in her hand, crying like tears.

"It's Mrs. Zhou." Hou Pingliang said, "The Zhou residence is not far from here."

"Send Mrs. Zhou back first, don't interfere with our investigation." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

"Wait a moment."

Hou Pingliang ran back again.

"Director Zhou was killed, it's really embarrassing." Cheng Qianfan showed a sad expression, "One thing is very strange, why was the gunman able to grasp the whereabouts of Director Zhou so accurately?"

"Brother Fan suspects that there are thieves in the Zhou mansion?" Hou Pingliang immediately understood.

"It's hard to say, people's hearts are in the belly." Cheng Qianfan sighed with emotion, "Strictly investigate, absolutely don't let go of any doubts."

He glanced at Mrs. Zhou who was still crying, his eyes were full of compassion, "Tell Mrs. Zhou, Cheng will definitely arrest the murderer who murdered Director Zhou at all costs."

"My subordinate understands."

Hou Pingliang still understood in seconds.

Zhou Wenrui has only one son, and his son Zhou Yuanming is far away in Beiping, serving in the provisional government of the Republic of China under Wang Keming.

Before Zhou Yuanming returned to Shanghai, the Zhou Mansion was a piece of fat.

Brother Fan said no matter what the cost, Hou Pingliang reckoned that the price was worth at least thirty large yellow croakers.

"Director Zhou is a noble man." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took a puff, glanced at Zhou Wenrui's body, exhaled faint smoke from his nose, "This case is a major one, so we must handle it carefully."

No matter how Hou Pingliang understands, he is small and superficial, Brother Fan is trying to wake him up.

Director of the Finance Bureau, I have long heard that Zhou Wenrui is used to plundering money in order to please the Japanese...

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