Of course, if the situation is indeed very dangerous, Cheng Qianfan needs to evacuate urgently.
Lao Huang will send an agreed warning signal in advance.
Cheng Qianfan saw a warning signal outside the police room and would evacuate in advance.
This direct code warning is the last choice in extreme cases, such as Lao Huang’s last choice when he didn’t have time to use items to warn:
He warned Cheng Qianfan and ordered him to break through and escape immediately.
Even Lao Huang would stand up and fight with the enemy to cover Cheng Qianfan's retreat.
Among the three members of the "French Concession Party Group", "flame" is the most important. At critical moments, "fish intestines" and "flying fish" have the preparation and determination to sacrifice to rescue "flame".
This is not who is more precious than who is his life, but who survives the most valuable.
...
The door to the medical room is half open.
There was charcoal burning in the brazier.
Two chairs and two chatted around the brazier and grilled the fire.
Lao Huang also set up fire tongs on the brazier and put sweet potato chips soaked with salt on it.
When the police officers passed by the door of the medical room, they all sighed that Lao Huang, a bad drunk, was very lucky, and actually got into friendship with the popular "Supervisor Xiao Cheng".
"Comrade He Guan may be sent to work in the Qingdong guerrillas."
Lao Huang stood up and bent over to turn the sweet potato chips over. This action covered the shock on his face.
Cheng Qianfan's words contain huge information:
He Guan joined our party and is our comrade.
Qingdong established an anti-Japanese guerrilla team directly commanded by our party.
What is the point of working in the guerrillas?
"I really couldn't imagine it." Old Huang lowered his head, stared at the sweet potato chips, swallowed, and said softly, "More than a year ago, He Guan was still a reckless policeman, and now he is our comrade."
"Yes, it's almost two years, and too many changes have happened, and Shanghai has become an occupied area." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, pointing to the sweet potato chips, "Bak it again, this thing is half-cooked and you're careful of getting diarrhea."
"Do I need me to raid the formation for you for tomorrow's actions?" Lao Huang asked.
"No." Cheng Qianfan leaned forward slightly and sent his hands to the fire. "I think the secret service's actions are necessary unless it is a special situation. Otherwise, you'd better not participate."
Old Huang nodded and said nothing.
He just mentioned it, and Cheng Qianfan said that he didn't need it, so he didn't need it. Within the party group, Cheng Qianfan was the group leader, and his words represent the group's organizational decision to a certain extent.
...
"Qi Datou is dead." Old Huang said suddenly.
Cheng Qianfan was slightly surprised. Qi Datou was a small leader of the Qing Gang.
The world is so chaotic, and a high-risk profession like a small gang leader is inevitable to be killed or injured. However, he knew that Lao Huang would not mention this person for no reason.
"How did you die?" he asked.
"It is said that he fell down the stairs after being drunk, fell to his head, and died." Old Huang picked up a sweet potato chip, and didn't care about burning his mouth. While he was joking, the sweet potato chips jumped back and forth between his hands, and took a bite from time to time.
"You went to the scene?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"I didn't go up to him and glanced at him." Lao Huang said, "It doesn't seem like he was hit by a hard object."
I took another bite of dried sweet potatoes, "It looks like this thing."
Cheng Qianfan looked over and almost couldn't help laughing. Old Huang bit the dried sweet potato into a pistol style, which means it was like a wound caused by a gun handle.
"Qi Datou is dead, and I don't know how many people are staring at Yang Qianli's fat piece of meat." Cheng Qianfan said.
Yang Qianli is a rice shop owner. After the Japanese occupied Shanghai, the rice prices soared. This person took the opportunity to make a fortune in the national crisis. The rice mixed with sand in the Yang family rice shop was the most serious, and even reached the level of six decimeters of sand. The public was very angry.
To involve a business like rice, flour, grain and oil in Shanghai, there is naturally someone behind it. Yang Qianli’s backer is Qi Datou.
Qi Datou is dead. If Yang Qianli cannot find a new backer as soon as possible, his rice shop will not be kept.
Then he saw Lao Huang looking at him with a strange expression.
"Lu Jiufan went out in a hurry today and caught someone back." Lao Huang said.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth, it was really not his order.
What can he do if his subordinates are actively making money?
...
The casino was messy.
When Cheng Qianfan came in, Lu Jiufeng was questioning a middle-aged man.
Seeing the commander coming in, everyone quickly stood attentively and saluted.
"What happened?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at him and asked.
"This guy pretended to be a blind fortune teller and entered a family, threatened and controlled the hostess, and wanted to steal something, but was blocked in the house by the man who went home." Lu Jiufen said.
When Cheng Qianfan heard the 'blind fortune telling', he immediately knew what was going on.
He glanced at the 'suspect' with sharp-mouthed cheeks and showed a playful smile, "Steal something? Or - steal someone?"
Hearing Cheng Qianfan's words, the young man's expression was a little dodged.
The other policemen put down their Paijiu, tea jar, playing cards, and newspapers, and expressed their interest in this topic very "timely" and surrounded them.
"I don't have it. As the saying goes, there is a saying." The young man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks said, "I just want to get something away."
Who is the policeman? When he heard this, the kid would rather admit to stealing things than admit that he had stole people.
Obviously, this was said to be arguing. This guy was really having a tryst with the hostess. He was blocked in the room by the hostess, and lied that he was going to steal things.
...
"I didn't expect that this sharp-mouthed monkey-browed look would have such skills?"
"You should not behave like a person, tsk."
"Maybe this kid's thing is special." Someone said, and even came up and took a handful.
The young man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks turned red and stuttered, "I don't have it, it's not me."
Then it’s not a sin to say that something big is a big deal, and he has no choice but to give birth to a mother’s baby belt.
The police officers laughed and laughed, and the capture hall was filled with joy.
...
"Which company?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and asked.
"Yang Qianli's family on Father Jin Road." Lu Jiufan said.
Everyone looked at each other, and that was even more wrong.
Yang Qianli is the owner of a rice shop. Although he is not a powerful and powerful figure, he is not something that such a little bastard can provoke.
If Yang Qianli was arrested for stealing someone, he would be embarrassed and angry and dealt with him everywhere. It would be no surprise that such a bastard died in the police station.
"Come here." Cheng Qianfan nodded at Lu Jiu.
Lu Jiu flipped into the office and diligently lit a cigarette for Commander Xiao Cheng, "Control, you are as keen as a wise man, and you can see through that kid at first glance."
"Cut two confessions for that kid." Cheng Qianfan leaned comfortably on the chair, with one foot on the table, "Take it to Boss Yang to see if it is stealing something or stealing someone, let him choose it himself."
"I understand." Lu Jiutian laughed and gave a thumbs up, "Captain, you are this!"
"The world is getting worse." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "Boss Yang is a scene man. If you want face, we have to take care of his emotions."
"You are really a Bodhisattva-hearted person. Yang Qianli is the ancestor who has accumulated virtue. I have met a kind-hearted person like you."
"Go and tell your brothers, be more sturdy."
"yes!"
Just when Lu Jiu was about to go out, he heard the commander in charge say lightly behind his back, "Nothing is the case."
Lu Jiu changed his face, sweating on his forehead, and he said respectfully, "Yes, yes, my subordinates know their mistakes and never dares to do it again."
"Nothing goods." Cheng Qianfan looked at Lu Jiu who was so scared that he snorted coldly, "How many times have I said that we want to make a lot of money, Bamboo."
As he said that, he paused, "This time, you will deduct one point for punishment."
"Yes! My subordinates know their mistake!"
"Go out!" Cheng Qianfan waved.
...
After a while, Datou Lu Xunjie came back.
"Where did Lu Jiu look for someone from? He has a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheek."
Big Head Lu Bin laughed, "Nothing can be hidden from you, your magical eyes."
Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Datoulu, "He looked like that, no one believed him to steal."
Big Head Lu winked and said, "That kid is a bit ugly, he has advantages."
Cheng Qianfan was choked with a smile, pointed at the big head and laughed and scolded, "What kind of pickled stuff?"
Big Head Lu grinned.
"Is something wrong with Qi Datou?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Inspector, how do you know? I'm about to report this matter." Big Head Lu showed a surprised expression.
"Without me speaking to support me, I wouldn't dare to touch Yang Qianli without my courage." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Isn't this obvious thing for Lu Jiufeng to dare to attack Yang Qianli?"
Big Head Lu sighed in his heart, and he knew that what Lu Jiu did this time would cause the incoming commander to be unhappy.
That's right, the commander of the Inspector is greedy for money, but the commander of the Inspector is most interested in the power in his hands. Lu Jiufen has long been staring at Yang Qianli. When he learned that something happened to Qi Datou, he was impatient and went to take action without even saying hello. This was a taboo for the Inspector.
"Lu Jiufan is also impatient. He just wants to get some good things to respect you, the inspector." Datou Lu said.
"Bad, this kid just jealous of money and couldn't help it." Cheng Qianfan cursed.
Hearing this, Datou Lusong breathed a sigh of relief, and it was right to curse, and cursing meant that the matter was revealed.
"Qi Datou is dead." Datou said.
"How did you die?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I said I was drunk and fell down the stairs and died." Datou Lu said.
Cheng Qianfan didn't see anything unusual from Datou Lu's answer. He nodded, "This Qi Datou is unlucky."
"No, this guy is unlucky enough."
"Be careful, don't force someone to die." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
"I understand, nothing will happen." said Big Tou Lu, "That woman is not a good person. The brothers have investigated it. This woman has raised a few young faces on her back."
...
After Datoulu went out, Cheng Qianfan's face became gloomy.
There are mixed fish and dragons in Shanghai, and there are all kinds of people, and there are all kinds of messy things.
For example, the blind man who walks around the streets and tells fortunes.
Some of the fortune-telling blind men are accustomed to thinking about people's hearts and making sweet words, not only cheating the money of those ignorant housewives, but even being cheated of their bodies.
Every year, the police station receives many similar cases of housewives being cheated of money and sex.
Some of the dark police officers started to think about it and arranged for some "suitable" bastards to pretend to be a blind fortune teller, seduce the empty housewife, and then use this to blackmail the male owner.
The so-called "suitable" is either born handsome or has a strong appearance. Of course, there are a few people who are "good" as Datou Lu said.
Lu Jiufan is one of the policemen who is very skilled in this business.
"A bunch of scumbags." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly. In the eyes of outsiders, he was probably even more scumbag among scumbags.
This kind of thing is a daily operation of the police, and he cannot control it, nor can he control it, let alone it.
He could only secretly restrain Lu Jiufeng and not attack ordinary women.
"Yang Qianli..." Cheng Qianfan snorted with ash.
He suddenly realized that he might have overlooked something.
How could Lu Jiufen learn so quickly that something happened to Qi Datou, the backstage of Yang Qianli, and then he could immediately arrange someone to attract the Yang girl into the gui.
...
"Little Monkey." Cheng Qianfan opened the door and shouted.
"Inspector General, are you looking for me?" Hou Pingliang quickly stood up.
"Come in and talk." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
Close the door.
"You go and check what happened to Qi Datou's death?" Cheng Qianfan said.
"Qi Datou?" Hou Pingliang was stunned.
"Go and check it out." Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly and tapped his fingers gently on the desktop, "Don't make a sound."
"I understand." Hou Pingliang nodded.
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and fell into thought. Hou Pingliang obviously did not know that Qi Datou was dead. This kid was extremely loyal to him, but he was not smart enough and did not realize what it meant to Lu Jiufeng dared to touch Yang Qianli.
However, this also shows that the news that Qi Datou died did not spread so quickly.
There is a problem here.
...
In the evening, Li Hao returned to the police room.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Where is the commander?" He skillfully dispersed cigarettes to his colleagues and asked casually.
“In the office.”
"Haozi, come on." Cheng Qianfan shouted in the office.
"yes!"
Li Hao entered the door and closed it with his backhand to isolate the messy sounds outside.
"Brother Fan, I've found out."
"Drink a little water and talk slowly." Cheng Qianfan handed Li Hao a glass of water, pulled up the blinds, and a ray of sunset fell.
"Zou Fengqi is indeed playing dog running. In the last dog running competition, he placed a heavy bet."
“How much bet?”
"One thousand fiat currency."
One thousand fiat currency?
Cheng Qianfan pondered that this money is an astronomical figure for ordinary people. Maybe he will never see so much money in his life, but for Zou Fengqi, he is just a casual play.
"Win, lose?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Lost." Li Hao said, "Zou Fengqi bought the Lak in the last game."
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan's eyes lit up. Combined with the news from A Can, the bad gambling man said that Wang Kangnian recommended Zou Fengqi to continue buying Lak in the next game, and there are two possibilities:
One is A Can making up randomly, and Wang Kangnian and Zou Fengqi were mixed up. It was true, but for the specific details of what the two people talked about, this bad gambling ghost naturally had no way to know.
Another possibility is that A Can did hear Wang Kangnian recommend Lak to Zou Fengqi, which is interesting.
Either Wang Kangnian has the skills to look at the dog, it is true that Lak is in good condition and has a big chance of winning.
Or Wang Kangnian saw that the old guy Zou Fengqi had a special liking for the dog Lak and said so to his preference.
This is true for some old gambling dogs, only buying the same dog.
What makes Cheng Qianfan happy is that this psychology seems to show that Zou Fengqi is more likely to go to the scene to watch the dog running.
The greatest joy of this kind of old gambling dog is to watch the dog he insists on outperforming. Even for Zou Fengqi, winning money is no longer the most important thing. What he prefers is this kind of good luck that wins.
"Did Zou Fengqi go to the dog race to watch the dog race in the last game?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
Some people play dog ​​racing just to gamble, and only place bets and don’t watch dog competitions. Of course, there are a few people like this. More dog gamblers will choose to watch dog competitions on site. What they like is the atmosphere.
"Go." Li Hao nodded, "This person seems to be really obsessed with running dogs. Some people who saw him said that Zou Fengqi shouted loudly when watching the game, and he was obviously an old gambling dog."
"Okay! Very good!" Cheng Qianfan's eyes flashed with excitement.
Chapter completed!