"Hoji, tell me what you think."

"Take decisive."

"Um--" Kageo Sae-ei waited for a few seconds, glanced at Hiroji, "No?"

"Yes, Ying Zuojun." Koji nodded, "In Cheng Qianfan, except for the decisive and preemptive act, the rest are extremely stupid in my opinion."

"oh?"

"The White Russia we are looking for is even more stupid than Cheng Qianfan." Hao Er shook his head and showed his arrogance. "A ordinary soldier in the empire can kill Cheng Qianfan, a raw melon seed."

"These Belarusians are just gang members. How can they be compared with the loyal and brave soldiers of the empire?" Ying Zuoying nodded.

He paced two steps, looked at Hao Er, and continued, "You are right. Cheng Qianfan's performance seems to us to have many stupid mistakes. But don't you think that for an ordinary policeman, such performance is worthy of an excellent comment?"

"This... is indeed so, I am not considering it well." Hao Er lowered his head and apologized, "As an ordinary person, Cheng Qianfan is indeed good, but..."

"Just what?"

"Xing Zuojun, we have not killed Cheng Qianfan this time. We have already alerted him. It is difficult to attack him in a short period of time."

"Who said I want to kill Cheng Jun?" Yingzuoyi showed surprise. "Cheng Jun has always been friendly to the empire. The Great Japanese Empire welcomes such talented friends. How can we fight and kill friends when we treat friends?"

"But--" Koji saw Yingsa Eye's playful eyes and immediately changed his words, "Yes, Yingsa Jun, you are right, I'm too superficial."

"The Soviets publicly attacked police in the French Concession. The despicable and stupid behavior of the Soviets is a trampling on peace. Peace-loving is the consistent purpose of the empire. Should our media support our French friends?"

Ying Zuoying paused and chuckled, "Our two Belarusian friends have always missed their hometown deeply. As friends, should we satisfy their wishes?"

"Understood."

Kagesae waved his hand, and Koji immediately bowed and turned around and left.

"Cheng Jun." Ying Zuoying gritted her teeth and squeezed a strange smile from the corner of her mouth, "I really want to kill you. If I don't kill you, I feel very uncomfortable. Unfortunately, I am a soldier."

"Kaishao Eiichi, you have endured too much and sacrificed too much for the benefit of the empire." Khaishao Eiichi took a sip of wine and shook his head to sigh.

"Everything is for the empire!" His expression suddenly became serious, and he let out a harsh and weird laugh.

The laughter came to an abrupt end and became quiet.

Ying Zuoying twisted her head and made a clicking sound. He walked towards the window expressionlessly, pushed open the window, reached out, and started feeling the cold raindrops.

Then he frowned and withdrew his hand.

He hates the rainy days in Shanghai.

"I really miss the heavy snow in Manchuria."

It was just that after staying in ‘Manchuria’ for less than two years, he fell in love with it.

Maybe, when the empire completely occupied Shanghai, I will fall in love with the rainy days in Shanghai.

...

The fear brought to people's hearts by the morning gunfight did not dissipate, but Yanderi was still stubborn and lively.

The voices of the neighbors in the alley, the smell of sulfur that burned coal balls sufficiently, and the quarrel between Aunt Ma and Zhao Lao Nian.

The sound is heard.

Bangbang.

The window on the second floor was knocked.

Cheng Qianfan opened the window and saw a small bowl of fried sugar beans placed on the windowsill. He glanced at the distance and saw a figure of half a young man climbing over the eaves like a half-skinned monkey.

A warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

About ten minutes later, when Cheng Qianfan heard the movement at the door, he opened the door.

"Hey, why don't I have one at home?" Cheng Qianfan asked, pointing to the half-year-old man holding many willow branches in his hand.

"Hmph." The old man snorted, "Every time my dad hit me, Brother Fan doesn't help me, so I won't give it to you."

"You boy."

Seeing Cheng Qianfan coming out, the neighbors wanted to express their concerns and were also a little scared.

Everyone heard that Cheng Qianfan shot and killed someone.

Although the attacker was killed, for these ordinary people, killing people is a huge thing.

Finally, Aunt Ma temporarily quit with Zhao Lao Nian and was the first to come bravely to ask.

I heard Cheng Qianfan say that the bullet almost hit the face.

Aunt Ma jumped out loud and shouted, thanks to God's blessing, such a handsome guy almost broke his appearance.

"That's a matter of breaking the picture." Zhao Lao Nian shouted.

This is like opening a box, and the old neighbors come to express their concerns one after another.

Seeing that Cheng Qianfan was just like usual, the joyful atmosphere in the alley was a little more sincere.

"You kid, put willow branches in my house." Before leaving the door, Cheng Qianfan stared at the old man and sweared, "Next time, I'll order to help you."

Everyone laughed. They knew that Cheng Qianfan was just making fun of this stupid boy. This stupid boy was fooled every time and was still enjoying it.

Cheng Qianfan walked in the alley, looking at the doors of every household with willow branches, and there was an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in his heart surging in his chest:

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival.

...

As soon as he walked out of the alley, Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of Boss Tao riding his bicycle from the entrance of the alley.

His face changed.

Half an hour later, Cheng Qianfan met Song Fuguo and Boss Tao in a tavern.

"Team leader, why are you looking for me at this time?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Song Fuguo saw Cheng Qianfan's serious expression and immediately asked.

Cheng Qianfan talked about the ambush in the morning in simple and clear words.

"What, you were ambushed by the Soviets?" Song Fuguo was shocked, but soon he showed confusion, "It makes no sense, why did the Soviets attack you?"

"I also find it puzzled." Cheng Qianfan said with a frown, "The police station arrested Soviet spies, but the political department ordered the police to participate in that operation, and I am not included."

He paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "If the Red Party Special Corps wants to kill me, it is possible. After all, I have captured the Red Party with my own hands and the Soviets attacked me, I really can't figure it out."

"I will investigate this matter." Song Fuguo said in a deep voice. He glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said with concern, "If I hadn't seen you were not injured, but had heard the news from another place, I would have been extremely anxious."

"Thank you for your concern," Cheng Qianfan's face felt a little more smile.

"I'm here to find you this time, there's something wrong." Song Fuguo said seriously.

"Please give orders to the team leader." Cheng Qianfan said seriously, "With the country, there is no other way to do it."

"Very good." Song Fuguo nodded with satisfaction, "The organization needs to establish your file, and you can write a self-report material."

While speaking, Song Fuguo smiled. Under the smile, his eyes were firmly staring at Cheng Qianfan's face.

"Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded without hesitation, "I can hand it over to the team leader tonight."

"No hurry." Song Fuguo smiled and waved his hand, "No need to leave it to me, no need to write it now. If you come to Hangzhou, you will write it and hand it to the organization in person."
Chapter completed!