Van Fleet walked back and forth in circles in the yard.
Although it is already half a month after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tail of the autumn tiger is still sweeping across Shanghai Beach.
The scorching sun at nearly noon still made Van Fleet unbearably anxious.
He pulled off his collar, took off his hat and fanned it in front of his face.
Big beads of sweat were already rolling down his forehead. His fair face was flushed from the sun.
When Mu Tian's car finally drove through the gate, Van Fleet trotted towards it. As soon as it stopped, he opened the car door and stood at attention to salute.
Mutian got out of the car, "Has your identity been verified?"
Van Fleet stood at attention and saluted again, "Report to the inspector, it has been verified."
"I'm asking for verification!"
"Report to the inspector. We have already reported to the general inspector and are waiting for a reply." Van Fleet still stood at attention and saluted and replied.
"Okay, don't report anymore. Where is he?"
"Report to Inspector, I am in the interrogation room, please follow me." Van Fleet stopped standing at attention and saluted, bowed and said, then walked in front of Mu Tian to lead the way.
Shen Yue'e, a middle-aged woman with painted eyebrows, thick makeup and vulgar blush, sat behind a long table and was getting her nails done. Her plump body was wrapped in a dark purple velvet half-sleeved cheongsam. Two forearms as round as lotus roots were exposed. The beige shawl was very cheap, but it set off the gushing momentum and fluttered tremblingly.
Her name was Shen Yue'e, and she was the one who identified the body.
Van Fleet opened the door.
Shen Yue'e immediately stood up, with her hands hanging down and her eyes looking expectantly at the people who came in.
Mu Tian stepped in.
"Sit down!" Van Fleet ordered.
Shen Yue'e bowed to Mu Tian and sat down.
"what is it call?"
"Shen Yue'e."
"Are you coming to get me?"
"Yes, yes, lead, lead to death, dead person."
"What's your relationship with him?"
"Guan, relationship? Oh, he is me, my brother."
"Your brother? What's his name?"
"Shen Chen, Shen Yunian."
Mu Tian's expression changed. He was obviously Fan Derui, so why did he become Shen Yunian? He slammed the table and said sternly, "How do you know your brother is dead?"
As soon as Mu Tian came in, he knew that this was a gangster, and it was not high-end enough. At most, he had an apartment and did some work as a study room. He knew that these people usually pride themselves on being well-informed, and many of them are difficult to deal with.
Shen Yue'e trembled all over and took out a newspaper from her bag, "Here, I saw a real person just now. It is indeed my brother Shen Yunian."
Mu Tian stared at her, thinking about the credibility of what this woman said. He lowered his head and glanced at the file in front of him. In the population registration, there was indeed Shen Yunian and Shen Yue'e, and the record also stated that they were brother and sister.
"Sir," Shen Yue'e asked after seeing that Mu Tian didn't speak for a long time, "are you the chief in charge? They said that when the chief in charge comes, they can take the people away. If not, they can take the corpse leader away. .As long as you give the money, we will send a car to take it back. I have the money with me." Shen Yue'e said solemnly.
"But, according to our investigation, his name is not Shen Yunian. How can you prove that he is your brother?" Mu Tian slowed down his tone, and even felt a little ashamed to ask.
"He is my brother, his name is Shen Yunian, and the word is Ying. I just saw him in that room, it's him, my brother, that's right." Shen Yue'e also explained sincerely.
"Tell me, who asked you to claim the corpse?" Mu Tian suddenly said sharply again.
"No one asked me to pretend to claim it. Why should I pretend to claim a dead person? Are you crazy, or am I stupid?" Shen Yue'e has obviously passed the earliest level and speaks more fluently.
Mu Tian smiled, put away the file in front of him, stood up and left.
Shen Yue'e stood up and stretched out her hand, "Hey, hey, sir, don't leave. What will I do if you leave? Where is my brother? Hey, sir, sir..."
Van Fleet followed and closed the door.
"Go to your office."
"Sir Inspector, please come this way." Van Fleet led the way again.
They went up to the second floor, Van Fleet opened the door, Mu Tian stepped in, and went straight to the phone.
The call was made to Jin Hu in the detective agency. He asked Jin Hu to do whatever it took to get Ah Cai to speak and tell who his superiors Qiao Shiyou and Fan De Rui were with in the end.
When Van Fleet saw Mu Tian put down the phone, he handed him a glass of whiskey and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Inspector."
Mu Tian took the wine glass, raised it towards him, and took a sip.
Van Fleet handed over another cigar and lit it for Mu Tian.
"Are you familiar with Elbow Beach?" Mu Tian asked.
"I've been there, I went on a mission with Peake. If you need anything, please tell me, Mr. Inspector. I promise to complete the mission because of my humble position. Chandler in the patrol room there is one of my own." Van Fleet said seriously as if he was accepting a major mission. Guaranteed.
"It's no big deal. I'll ask you to train the tax police there after a while. I'll assign you an assistant. You can teach him more and then he will be responsible." Mu Tian said in a relaxed tone, fearing that Van Fleet would This Englishman is too serious.
The two of them smoked cigars, drank whiskey, and chatted.
After a while, the phone rang.
Van Fleet took it and immediately handed it to Mu Tian: "Sir Inspector."
Mu Tian took the phone and when he heard it was from Jin Hu, he said, "Tell me."
Jin Hu said excitedly on the other end, "Throw it down. I haven't even taken out the knife yet, so I fired it. Before Fan De Rui disappeared, Mr. Xiong from the Qinglong Society kept looking for him. One time he returned the knife in Guangde Hall. They almost got into a fight. Then Fan Derui disappeared. During the time before Qiao Shiyou disappeared, there was always a Japanese looking for him."
"Okay. Thank you for your hard work. I'll come back to you if I have anything to do later. Don't leave the detective agency." Mu Tian hung up the phone, pondered for a while, and called Jiang Xinyi again.
…
Jiang Xinyi knew that it was Mu Tian who called, and as soon as he answered the phone, he said, "Haha, Inspector Mu, you have arrived in western Shanghai. How was Van Fleet's reception? I asked someone to verify the information he asked for. Shen Yue'e has a brother named Shen Yunian, but there is no record in the occupation column. As you know, you can still find a serious occupation these days..."
"Report!" shouted a voice outside the door.
Jiang Xinyi said to the phone, "I have something to do. I'll call you later." He hung up the phone and said to the door, "Come in."
The person who came in was Zhang Jiayong, with Xiong Yaowu in handcuffs behind him.
"Report to the section chief, prisoner Xiong Yaowu has a report." Zhang Jiayong stood at attention and saluted, then handed a newspaper to his desk.
It was the Oriental Morning News, which carried a report about the "unknown male corpse."
Jiang Xinyi picked up the newspaper and took a look at it, "Xiong Yaowu, what are you going to do? Are you having a hard time?"
"Sir, you are doing well. I know this dead man in the newspaper." Xiong Yaowu replied with his chest raised.
Jiang Zhengting picked up the newspaper and took a look at it, "Do you know him? Who is he?"
Xiong Yaowu showed a hopeful and happy smile on his face, looked at Jiang Xinyi and nodded, but did not speak.
"You said that if you perform meritorious service, your sentence can be reduced." Jiang Xinyi said to Xiong Yaowu seriously.
"Okay, I believe you. His name is Fan Derui, and he is the assistant manager of Guangde Pharmaceutical..."
"Wait a minute." Jiang Xinyi interrupted him immediately, picked up the phone and called Mu Tian.
…
When Mu Tian heard that it was Jiang Xinyi, he said, "It seems that your matter is not a big deal, but it is done so quickly? What else should I...? Okay, you will send it over right away. I will wait, yes,
The sooner the better. I also made an appointment at noon." Mu Tian put down the phone, slapped his hands fiercely, and said to himself, "Xipi!"
Van Fleet looked on stunned.
Mu Tian laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Inspector Jiang sent someone to identify the body. He will be there in a minute."
"Anyone else came to identify the body?" Van Fleet asked in surprise.
"Yes. Even dead people have friends." Mu Tian said jokingly.
"Then we've been waiting for a long time. Do you want me to prepare a working meal? There are some good restaurants here." Van Fleet said kindly.
"It won't be long, express delivery. Forget it about the restaurant, next time, I'll pay for it next time." Mu Tian said with a happy smile.
"Thank you, Inspector, then we'll drink and smoke here and wait for them." Van Fleet said mockingly, adding more wine to Mu Tian.
Mu Tian raised his glass and took a sip.
After drinking three glasses of wine, the prison van from the Central Arrest Room finally drove into the yard.
When Zhang Jiayong saw Mu Tian, he quickly stood up and saluted: "Report to the Inspector, on the order of Section Chief Jiang, the prisoner Xiong Yaowu has been escorted."
Mu Tian waved his hand and asked him to go aside. He waved to Shimen Kaisi.
Shimen Kaisi stood at attention and saluted, turned around and carried Xiong Yaowu away.
After a while, Shimen Casey escorted Xiong Yaowu back to the interrogation room, handcuffed Xiong Yaowu to the table, and then retreated to the door and stood with his hands down.
After a while, Mu Tian stepped in and sat down in front of Xiong Yaowu.
"Inspector Mu, I told you, can your sentence really be reduced?" Xiong Yaowu leaned forward and asked.
Mu Tian pointed at his nose and said, "Sit down and talk!"
Xiong Yaowu was stunned, sat up straight, and looked at Mu Tian timidly.
"What did Section Chief Jiang tell you?" Mu Tian asked.
"The old man said it can." Xiong Yaowu said hopefully.
"He said it's okay, just listen to him. Tell me quickly, who is that dead man? Don't let me, an old man, change my mind." Mu Tian said sternly.
"Fandrey, assistant manager of Guangde Pharmaceutical."
"How do you know him?"
"I originally wanted to use him to open a passage to the French Concession. That's how we met, and I admit that I was the one who found him first. Later, I obtained a gambling license and was only busy with that aspect, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
It’s time to get out of the way.”
"If he doesn't agree to help you distribute tobacco in the French Concession through Guangdetang, kill him!" Mu Tian stared directly at Xiong Yaowu.
"My lord, that's unfair. I tied him up, but I definitely didn't kill him."
"Oh, you admitted that you asked him to smuggle cigarettes into the French Concession, and kidnapped him. Now that he is dead, who else could you have killed instead of you?" Mu Tian said analytically.
"It's really not me. I killed him, and no one left for me. Someone paid eight gold bars to redeem him. He's pretty valuable."
"Stop talking nonsense! Who ransomed him?"
"Of course it's his boss Qiao Shiyou. Who else would spend so much money?"
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's the truth. If there is even half a lie, heaven will strike with thunder."
"Do you dare to confront this Qiao Shiyou you are talking about?"
"Of course I dare, and I will commute the sentence."
"Let him sign and stamp it." Mu Tian whispered to Van Fleet, who was recording next to him, and called Shimen Casey, "Call that Zhang Jiayong to come in."
Shimen Kaixi bowed in agreement, opened the door and went out, calling Zhang Jiayong in.
Zhang Jiayong stood at attention and saluted Mu Tian, "Master Inspector, please give me your instructions."
Mu Tian handed the signed transcript by Xiong Yaowu to Zhang Jiayong, "You can make a copy of this here and take it back to Section Chief Jiang. Do you understand? Also tell Section Chief Jiang that I can still be of use if you stay here."
"I understand, Mr. Inspector." Zhang Jiayong stood at attention, saluted, and replied loudly.
Mu Tian stood up and left, patting Van Fleet.
Van Fleet understood, got up and left with Mu Tian. When he walked to the door, he threw two silver coins towards Zhang Jiayong.
Zhang Jiayong was stunned when the silver dollar hit him and rolled to the corner.
He was stunned, then bent forward to pick up two silver coins.
Xiong Yaowu, who was handcuffed to the table, and Zhang Jiayong, who picked up money at an angle.
Casey Shimen, who was at the door, had a cold look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pulled evilly.