Li Hao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Brother Fan thinking quietly, he didn't say anything, fearing that he would disturb Brother Fan's thoughts.
Cheng Qianfan has been thinking about the middle-aged man he just met in the corridor.
The man took off his hat and bowed to him, with a pleasing smile on his face.
This shows that this person is not Japanese.
This is the face of a traitor.
The reason why this person only attracted his attention was because he felt a little familiar with this person, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
This is very strange. Cheng Qianfan has always been quite confident in his memory.
"Haozi, did you see suspicious people or suspicious vehicles outside the special high school class just now?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"There are no suspicious people." Li Hao thought for a while and said, "A car drove into the yard, and soon the car drove out again."
"How many people were sitting inside before the car entered?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"There is a driver, the co-pilot is empty, and the rear seats are pulled on the curtains, but there is a person vaguely."
"When the car came out, was the person in the back row still there?"
"Rear row?" Li Hao thought for a while and said, "I am gone. The curtain of the rear row has been opened for a small half and no one has been seen."
Cheng Qianfan nodded. The middle-aged man must have been taking the car to the SEHK class.
...
"Do you still remember the license plate?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Remember 1086SMC." Li Hao nodded, "Brother Fan, you have advised me to pay attention to the cars entering and leaving the special high school class."
"1086SMC." Cheng Qianfan read the license plate. 1086 is the car number and SMC is the abbreviation of the Public Concession Industrial Department Bureau. He asked, "Do you know which car it is?"
Haozi has a good memory, especially because he is very sensitive to the combination of letters and numbers. Basically, as long as the car license plates that have been registered properly and have appeared in the concession many times, they are all in his mind.
"It's not this car, the license plate is fake." Li Hao frowned and said, "1086SMC is Fei Guodong's license plate. However, although both cars are Ford, they are not the same batch. Fei Guodong's car was the new car from last year. Although this car was clean, it was an old car from the 24th year of the Republic of China."
"Haozi, you're doing a good job." Cheng Qianfan patted Haozi's shoulder and praised.
Haozi is sensitive to numbers and letters and remembers the license plate well. Cheng Qianfan said that the license plate is dead, and the car is alive. It is not just about the license plate, but about the brand of the car, the characteristics of each car must be mastered.
Now it seems that Haozi not only fulfilled his requirements, but even did better.
Cheng Qianfan signaled Haozi to continue driving. He took out a piece of white paper from the briefcase in the back seat, took out a pencil, and quietly wrote and painted.
"Brother Fan, should you go home or go to the police station?" Li Hao asked.
"Pull over first."
"yes!"
"Wait until I finish drawing."
"yes!"
...
Li Hao got out of the car, held a cigarette in his mouth, opened the hood, pretended to repair the car, and observed the surroundings vigilantly.
About half an hour later.
"This person." Cheng Qianfan handed Li Hao a carefully drawn sketch, "he was four feet and eight inches tall, with a national face and a bit thick eyebrows."
Li Hao took the sketch paper and read it very seriously.
"The body is dressed very clean, well-educated, and polite." Cheng Qianfan thought, "Wearing small round glasses, his legs were broken and stained with white tape, which means that his life is not affluent."
As he said that, Cheng Qianfan paused for a moment, "The focus is on the school, especially the university teachers..."
"Brother Fan, all universities in Shanghai have been relocated." Li Hao reminded.
"That's right." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "The school has moved, and most of the teachers and students have also turned west, leaving only those who cannot leave for various reasons. Of course, some of these people are preparing to be traitors."
"I understand." Li Hao nodded.
"Take a photo and share the photos with brothers. Remember to destroy the original manuscript." Cheng Qianfan reminded him.
"Yes." Li Hao looked at the sketch paper again, nodded, and put it away.
He thought about it and asked, "Brother Fan, that river..."
"Lake Baikal." Cheng Qianfan said casually.
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Shanghai pseudo-special city government, Investigation Brigade.
"Cough cough cough." Wang Kangnian coughed violently. It was cold. He had recently coughed harder and worse. At the same time, the old wounds began to hurt, which was the kind of pain that hurt from the bones. At this time, his hatred for Cheng Qianfan became even more intense.
Daou looked at the captain who was coughing violently, and he was really worried that the captain would cough out his lungs.
"You said." Wang Kangnian pointed at the short man.
The short man was lying on the hospital bed at this time, holding his broken legs with a bitter face, shouting.
When Wang Kangnian named him, he was stunned for a moment, then howled and cried, "Captain, that Cheng Qianfan is definitely the Red Party. He and Zhang Ping's thief are together. These two are big fish in the Red Party."
Fearing that Wang Kangnian would not believe it, he pointed to the other healthy left leg, "Captain, my subordinates swear with this leg that Cheng Qianfan and Zhang Ping are both Red Party and super big fish."
Daou glanced at his partner and sighed silently in his heart.
"Shut up." Xiao Si couldn't stand it anymore and stopped the shorter man.
"You said." Wang Kangnian looked neither sad nor happy, and looked at Daou.
"If Cheng Qianfan is interested in this woman, his subordinates think it is more likely." Daou thought for a while and said, "It is impossible to say that Cheng Qianfan is the Red Party."
"Cough cough cough." Wang Kangnian thought of Cheng Qianfan and became angry, and then he coughed again.
"I really hope Cheng Qianfan is the Red Party." Wang Kangnian said coldly.
If this is the case, even if this person is friends with Araki Hatsuma, or even as the head of the third chapter, no one can save Cheng Qianfan, and even the head of the third chapter will be the first to order the arrest of Cheng Qianfan.
It’s a pity that Cheng Qianfan cannot be the Red Party.
...
Even if Wang Kangnian suspected that Cheng Qianfan had an involvement with Chongqing, he would not suspect that Cheng Qianfan was a Red Party.
He is greedy for money, lustful, and cruel and ruthless. He died at his hands of Wang Kangnian and is still eighty or ninety. He has never seen such a red party.
Not to mention anything else, if you are lustful and play with women, you don’t need to do anything by Wang Kangnian, the Red Party will get rid of it within itself.
Then, the only explanation is that Cheng Qianfan covets Zhang Ping's beauty.
Wang Kangnian's appearance appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but nod. This woman was really charming and charming. He had always lived a weak life and had little demand for women. He was still a little moved. A lustful person like Cheng Qianfan didn't care that Zhang Ping was once suspected of being a Red Party. It makes completely understandable that Zhang Ping was fascinated by this woman.
Not to mention that he is suspected of the Red Party, even if Zhang Ping is confirmed to be the Red Party, if a person like Cheng Qianfan is smart, he would probably not care.
As long as this "Mr. Xiao Cheng" doesn't have any problems with him now, no one can defeat him.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing glasses looked like a university professor hurried in.
"Captain Wang, Lao Huo is gone." He said anxiously.
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